[✓] Transmigrated As Cannon Fodder To Marry (MTL)

Chapter 8

It wasn't long before the dowry was carried to the Hou's mansion, and there wasn't much movement. Jiang Lin only asked people to count it, and didn't say that he had to return it. Anyway, the dowry list was to be taken back to the Wei family, as long as Anyang Hou didn't think It's shameful, he can refuse to give it as much as possible, and the Wei family will not chase him for it.

But the dowry was a big problem, Jiang Lin felt that if he came later, the dowry left by Yun Wanyan would be emptied.

Almost all of the Yun family's property is located in the south of the Yangtze River. The dowry that the Yun family prepared for Yun Wanyan back then was mostly gold, silver and jade, clothes and jewelry, such as Zhuangzi's shop, which Yun Wanyan bought after she married in Shengjing. , not much.

Several shops are still there, held by Zhao Qiuru, and they also make a lot of money every year.

As for other things in the dowry, such as cash and bank notes, there are only some outdated clothes left, and all the jewelry left are defective products, such as the most expensive sets written on the dowry list, Jiang Lin didn't even see Mao.

The last thing to move should be the jade, so now there are the most left.

After checking, Jiang Lin sighed, "It's really hard for my mother to raise the Marquis."

It was obviously beyond Jiang Lin's expectation that things had been moved so much, and Anyang Hou was also unexpected, so his face was gloomy as if it was about to rain.

Jiang Lin asked people to remove the existing things, and then walked up to Zhao Qiuru, "No wonder Madam refused to give me clothes, so I have to pick up my mother's leftover clothes to wear. Also, who would have thought that the dignified Minister of Rites, The daughter of a second-rank official in the imperial court can only steal clothes from others."

"Now I can understand why the two quilts are the dowry in Madam's eyes. That's how the Zhao family gave you as a dowry back then, right?"

"Jiang Lin, don't go too far, the Zhao family is not something you can insult!" Zhao Qiuru's face turned frosty, and he didn't even want to keep the character set.

Jiang Lin pursed his lips with a sneer on his face, "I'm not the one who insulted the Zhao family. Everyone knows that the daughter of the Zhao family stole my mother's dowry. , The Zhao family really gave birth to a good daughter."

He didn't care how much Zhao Qiuhe wanted to pick him up and cramped, and kindly reminded him, "I will send the things you stole to the general's mansion for seven days, otherwise the Zhao family might not want to recognize you as a daughter."

Jiang Lin opened his mouth and kept his mouth shut, but Zhao Qiuru was a thief in his mouth.

Zhao Qiu's eyes were fixed on Jiang Lin like a bird of prey, with the intention of swallowing him alive.

Jiang Lin didn't notice it at all, walked to the side of Marquis Anyang, and said sincerely, "Father, you have to live well, or I'll really be an outsider in the Marquis's residence."

"Although you have many sons, I only have you as a father. I hope you will be well."

After the words closed, he didn't give Anyang Hou a chance to speak, and quickly walked out the door to chase Chang An's group who were carrying the dowry in front.

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The six carriages were packed to the brim, and Jiang Lin could only sit on the shafts outside.

The people who had watched the excitement dispersed were excited when they saw the convoy appearing on the street again, and they chased after him to ask Jiang Linhou's mansion if he had any clothes on for him. Jiang Lin was still wearing the same wedding dress, they really couldn't tell.