Chapter 137: He has no money

Yu Yuwen also picked up the cup, sipping tea contentedly.
"We will go to Sifangzhai for dinner later."
Shen Wenhao wanted to eat the food there, so he would bring some back to his sister when he went back. His family's Xiao A Ning liked to eat the most, but it was the food there. She must have liked it very much.
He used to not dare to spend money indiscriminately, but now he is not afraid, their family still has a big secret, that is, his little A Ning is a lucky boy, every month, she gives him this big brother monthly money Yes, think about it, alas, ashamed to meet people.
He now has thousands of taels of silver in one month, no matter how he spends it, he can't spend it.
"Sure," Yu Wenxu promised himself. How could he not go if my brother-in-law's invitation is in the future?
"However, you pay the money."
"Why did I pay again?"
Shen Wenhao put down the cup, the boss with a look reluctant, "Yu Wenxu, don't tell me, your family has no money?"
"How is it possible?" Yu Wenxu poured himself a cup of tea slowly, "You can rest assured that my livelihood in King Jun's mansion is no longer normal," Tang Jun Wang's mansion will naturally have his own livelihood, except for his father. His own salary, the shops in their mansion, and many fertile fields, and his mother also has a fief. All taxes in the fief are not paid to the court, but to them. These things are still there. He couldn't move about his mother's private room, otherwise, would he use his money for worry?
"Then why do you always let me ask?" Shen Wenhao pulled his face, not because he didn't want to make money, but...
He patted Yu Wenxu on the shoulder.
"I'm your future brother-in-law. Why are you so stingy that you didn't even invite a meal?" Logically speaking, his brother-in-law, he should be thinking about how to acquiesce every day. Is he so pitiful to his elder brother?
Is it possible that he doesn't want to marry his sister?
And when he thought of this, his face instantly became cloudy.
"Don't..." Yu Wenxu quickly stopped Wan Wen's increasingly gloomy expression, "I don't have money."
"You have no silver?" Shen Wenhao is like seeing a ghost alive. King Xiaojun has no silver. In the past, his family was in distress, without the dowry of his mother's family, and his father wanted to spend most of his livelihood in the house. It’s for his army, so there’s not much left in the mansion. Poor, he doesn’t have any monthly money. A month is only ten taels of silver, and he needs to eat. Sometimes he encounters fun things, but If you want to buy it for Xiao A Ning, no matter how hard he is, but other sisters have it, his sister will also have it.
And at that time, wasn't it just the guy Yu Wenxu who stole all his face, and took him to eat and drink every day, or is it delicious, fun and easy to take, don't think he doesn't know his thoughts?
If he didn't remember Yuwen's affection, he wouldn't let his sister marry him.
And now what he said, he has no silver, no silver, the majestic King Jun can't get the silver, what is this not-so-big joke?
Where is the silver?
Shen Wenhao directly twisted Yu Wenxu's arm, and turned his arm back, and pressed the person on the table. Did you learn from those dudes and find someone to play lyrics and music? .
"We are together every day, what do you say?" Yu Wenxu also didn't struggle. The more struggling, the more severe Shen Wenhao's twists, the more he hurts. Don't look at Shen Wenhao's appearance, but he is a little mad. Like his father, the brute force is really unstoppable.
Shen Wenhao finally let go of Yu Wenxu, "I'm warning you," he shook his wrist, "If you dare to be sorry for my sister, before getting married, you will get a concubine to share the room, I will definitely not Let my sister marry you."
Now he was just married. He told his father when he went back that he should not disclose the matter. There are many talented young people in Beijing, not just him, Yu Wenxu.
"Uncle, no."
Yu Wenxu hurried over and bent his waist to Shen Wenhao seriously.
"Uncle, please calm down."
As for your silver, Shen Wenhao gave him a white look, and if he didn't give it to him today, this matter would be so endless.
"Ugh……"
Yu Wenxu sat down and raised the teacup on the table, but only lightly touched his thin lips, "My silver is given to the older sister."
"What?" Shen Wenhao put his hand on Gu Yuwenxu's forehead, "You are not sick, why do you give it to my sister?"
"I want to save the dowry for my elder sister."
Yuwen said it very seriously, and of course he didn't mean to look down on Shen Qingrong at all. Without a dowry, there would be no dowry. Their family is not poor. He is in the dowry of his future wife.
"I'm afraid she will be laughed at and looked down upon. A good person like the big sister cannot be humiliated."
Shen Wenhao didn't say anything anymore, but for this prospective brother-in-law, he agreed with it a little more, as if the sister was robbed of injustice, it was even less than before.
When Shen Wenhao went back that night, he came specifically to find Shen Qingrong.
"Sister, tell your elder brother, did Yu Wenxu give you money?"
When Shen Qingrong was asked so bluntly by her elder brother, she was blushing. She touched her face and it became hot again.
"Brother, please wait a moment." She stood up, walked into her house, and soon after took out something, and put it in front of Shen Wenhao, "This was given by King Xiaojun a few days ago. Qing Rong is still thinking about when to find a chance to return it to him. Just as the brother asked, the younger sister should return it to him."
Shen Wenhao opened the box, and then took out the few silver notes from it, which was more than fifty thousand taels.
"That kid is really not bad for money," he put the banknote back in the box, and then placed it in front of Shen Qingrong.
"You don't have to pay him back these, he will send them in the future, you can just keep them."
"En?" Shen Qingrong was puzzled, "Why?"
She wiped her face again with the kerchief, but also wanted to make her face not as hot as that.
Shen Wenhao twiddled his sleeves, "I grew up with him, until I knew him, he has the best temperament, but he has one point. He has always spent money without knowing how to measure it." In fact, many young boys like silver are like this. There is only one Yu Wenxu, he Shen Wenhao, and it’s ugly because he doesn’t have it. If he has one, he will be the same. Those who throw out at will are dozens and twenty taels, and they are only talents who can’t make money. Do you know, what exactly do these ten and twenty taels of silver represent?
So let Shen Qingrong hold it, and when Yu Wenxu grows up, it won't be too late to pay him back.