Song Wanqing entered his room.
Chen Yu came quickly, holding a peach blossom cake in his hand, his little face full of doubts.
"How about it?"
"Miss," Chen Yu put down the peach blossom cake and shook his head, "No one is doing anything."
When they left just now, they deliberately asked the small kitchen to make some peach blossom cakes, and asked a few trustworthy people to keep an eye on them to see if anyone had poisoned them.
As a result, nothing was found.
Song Wanqing frowned, "So cautious?"
"what to do?"
Song Wanqing took a bite of the peach blossom cake and said, "Let them continue to stare, and they will eventually catch it."
"Yes." Chen Yu nodded.
In the afternoon, Song Wanqing took Shen Yu out again.
Her face and Xiao Jiuan's poison both needed new medicine, so she had to go to the drug store.
Song Wanqing's grandfather was an old Chinese doctor, and his mother was a female medical officer in the harem. Therefore, the most popular shop in his family was a medicine shop.
Just for the dowry left by my mother, there are more than a dozen pharmacies.
Among them, the largest drug store is Guang Sheng Tang.
After a while of burning incense, Song Wanqing stood at the door of Guangsheng Hall and saw Song Zhiqiu and Dong Rong bossing around inside.
"Miss," Chen Yu lowered his voice, "Second Miss, are you planning to take away all the medicine shop that Madam left for you as dowry?"
It seems so.
Song Wanqing stood at the door and didn't rush in.
"Second Miss," Xue Changgui, the owner of the drug store, who is in his forties this year, is a loyal and honest man, "I really can't show you the account book. How about I send someone to find the eldest lady?"
"Are you people in Guangshengtang going to overthrow the world?" Dong Rong said louder than anyone else, "The eldest lady is the master, but the second lady is not?"
Xue Changgui wiped the sweat from his forehead, "Of course not, it's just..."
"Don't just take out the account book quickly." Dong Rong said with great dignity, "I tell you, Miss Zhiqiu will be your real master of Guangsheng Hall from now on."
"This..." Xue Changgui lowered his head, his tone still unwavering, "Second Miss, I really can't give you the account book."
"You!" Dongrong raised her hand to hit someone!
"Stop!" Song Wanqing shouted, lifted up her skirt and entered the drug store.
She walked up to Dong Rong in a few steps, raised her hand and slapped her, "Slave, when will it be your turn to run wild on my territory!"
"Eldest...eldest lady?" Dong Rong covered her face and looked at Song Wanqing in disbelief.
"Sister, why are you here?" Song Zhiqiu immediately came up to her and took Song Wanqing's arm affectionately.
Song Wanqing dodged away in disgust, and asked with a cold face, "I should ask you this question, right? Why are you here? And you are running wild here with a blind dog!"
"..." A flash of embarrassment flashed across Song Zhiqiu's face, "Eldest sister, don't be angry, Dong Rong was indeed ignorant just now."
She turned her head and scolded, "Why don't you apologize to the eldest lady quickly?"
"Yes." Dongrong reluctantly stepped forward and whispered, "Miss, I'm sorry."
"It's not me you're sorry for. There's no need to pretend to be with me." Song Wanqing didn't appreciate it at all and turned to look at Xue Changgui, "Uncle Xue, are you okay?"
Xue Changgui smiled and said, "Don't worry, Miss, I'm fine."
Song Zhiqiu realized it later and pinched Dongrong hard, "You bitch, why don't you apologize to Uncle Xue quickly?"
Dong Rong burst into tears from the pain and hurriedly stepped forward, "Uncle Xue, it was my fault just now, don't mind."
"It's okay, it's okay." Xue Changgui didn't want to argue with them. He knew that it was not easy for Song Wanqing to be alone in the Hou Mansion. The old Chinese doctor was not around recently. As an elder, he had to think more about Song Wanqing.
Song Wanqing looked at Song Zhiqiu, "Do you want to see Guangshengtang's account books?"
"Yes, eldest sister, it was my mother who asked me to come." Song Zhiqiu said confidently, "As you know, my mother has a hard time managing a large family in the Hou Mansion, so she asked me to check some accounts."
"Really?" Song Wanqing looked unbelieving.
"Yes, although this pharmacy is said to be the eldest sister's future dowry, it was given to my mother before she passed away." Song Zhiqiu was very proud. "This is the trust that aunt has in my mother."
Song Wanqing looked over with a smile, "Then is your mother worthy of this trust?"
"..." Song Zhiqiu was stunned for a moment, then immediately said, "Of course, my mother has worked hard these years to manage the Marquis Mansion..."
"That's enough!" Song Wanqing interrupted her, not wanting to hear her continue to brag, "I just kindly remind my sister that it's okay to read the accounts, but don't make mistakes. Remember, whether it's jewelry, silver, or a farm, I can do it. It’s on record.”
Song Wanqing mentioned the account books again and again, but never took them out. He just tried to scare Song Zhiqiu again and again.
Song Zhiqiu couldn't bear it anymore, "Since eldest sister has the account books, why don't you take them out?"
"Song Zhiqiu," Song Wanqing said with a completely cold face, "You are really greedy. You just want to see the drug store's account book, but you still dare to worry about my account book?"
"..." Song Zhiqiu gritted his teeth in hatred, "My sister doesn't dare."
"You'd better not dare, remember, it's not your thing, don't worry about it, otherwise, you won't be able to eat and walk around." Song Wanqing issued an eviction order, "Uncle Xue, give her the account book and let her take it and leave quickly."
"Yes." As soon as Song Wanqing spoke, Xue Changgui didn't say anything wrong and immediately took the account book and handed it to Song Zhiqiu.
Song Zhiqiu glared angrily and left quickly with Dong Rong.
After getting on the carriage, Dong Rong immediately became indignant, "Miss, what is Song Wan cleaning up? Why does she hit me?"
"She is the eldest daughter, the eldest lady!" Song Zhiqiu gritted her teeth, but as long as their identities were here, she would always be inferior to Song Wanqing.
"Miss, let's just forget it?" Dong Rong still didn't want to bear it, "She dared to hit the slave today, will she dare to hit you tomorrow?"
"She dares?" Song Zhiqiu raised his eyebrows, and then continued, "Bear it for a few more days, and wait until I bring all these things to the Prince of Chu's Mansion to see what else she can be proud of."
"You want to take away the lady from this shop?" Dong Rong was slightly excited. They had visited several shops in the past few days. Could it be that the lady was picking out a dowry?
But when she thought about what Song Wanqing said just now, she couldn't help but worry, "Miss, if she really has an account book..."
"How could she have it?" Song Zhiqiu was confident. "She was only a few years old when her mother died. All the account books and other things were given to my mother, so she was just scaring people."
Her mood improved again, "Let her play for a few more days. Anyway, what we want is something."
"Yes, congratulations, Miss." Dong Rong fantasized that Song Zhiqiu had a good reputation, and she would also take advantage of it. When the time came to go to the Chu Prince's Mansion, she would be the girl in charge of the mistress's courtyard.
"Besides, on the wedding day, my aunt will also come to the Marquis Mansion to support me." Song Zhiqiu looked confident.
"Is Concubine Jing coming?" Dong Rong quickly flattered her, "Miss, Concubine Jing really loves you. In this way, even if you are not Princess Chu for the time being, no one will look down on you."
