After the morning court the next day, Song Qingshan was walking out talking and laughing with several colleagues, but unexpectedly he met Xiao Jiuan entering the palace.
Everyone greeted him respectfully, "I've met the Ninth Prince!"
"Marquis Ding'an." Xiao Jiuan called Song Qingshan's name. The others immediately looked at Song Qingshan sympathetically, and then left quickly.
"Ninth Prince, how are you doing lately?" Song Qingshan had a ray of light on his back. He didn't like dealing with Xiao Jiu'an the most.
"Not good." Xiao Jiuan's eyes were extremely dark, and when he stared at someone, it made people feel frightened. "The Marquis should know that your eldest daughter is showing my legs, right?"
The last note of his voice was slightly raised, which made Song Qingshan tremble.
"Yes, I naturally know that, and I have a hundred supports. But after all, she is a young girl who has not left the government. If there is anything wrong..."
Xiao Jiuan interrupted her, "Yesterday, her hand was injured."
Song Qingshan was stunned for a moment. He never expected that Xiao Jiuan stopped him for this matter. He was about to explain, "Nine Princes, please don't misunderstand, she..."
"I don't care how her hand was injured," Xiao Jiuan said coldly, "I only know that it is in your Marquis' Mansion!"
"Yes, yes!" Song Qingshan wiped the sweat from his forehead.
"I hope this kind of thing will never happen again in the future until my leg heals."
"Yes, yes, it will never happen again." Song Qingshan was frightened, and he didn't dare to raise his head until Xiao Jiuan's wheelchair was far away.
A cold light appeared in his eyes, and he gritted his teeth and said, "This bitch deserves to die for daring to complain!"
Xiao Jiuan entered the imperial study, where Emperor Qing was writing.
"My brother has met the emperor brother." Xiao Jiu'an pushed the wheelchair forward, "The emperor's calligraphy is really more and more elegant."
"Hahaha..." Emperor Qing let out a burst of hearty laughter, "Lao Jiu is teasing me again. When my father was alive, everyone knew that he liked your words the most."
Xiao Jiuan's expression was calm, "As a parent, I always prefer the younger ones."
"That's true, my father always prefers you." Emperor Qing paused and then asked, "How is the treatment for your leg? Did that girl Qing'er really get the true message from the old Chinese doctor?"
Xiao Jiuan smiled and shook his head, "Last time she sent me a bowl of medicine, which made my brother comatose for a day and a night."
"Ah?" Emperor Qing was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter, "This girl is so courageous. If she really poisoned our Dayong War King to death with a bowl of medicine, I will definitely not be able to spare her."
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When Song Wanqing went out, he happened to meet Song Qingshan returning from the court.
She was ready to leave as soon as she was healthy and didn't want to say anything.
"Stop!" Unexpectedly, Song Qingshan stopped her in a deep voice, "I heard your mother say that you summoned the shopkeepers of each store to see the account books?"
"Yes." Song Wanqing responded.
"Nonsense! What do you understand?" Song Qingshan said angrily, "Stop messing around. Just leave these things to your mother to take care of before you get married."
"My daughter understands the wishes of her father and mother." Song Wanqing refused to give in. "However, since the last time her mother and sister jointly tried to steal all her daughter's dowry, her daughter has decided that she can rest assured that these things are in her own hands. "
Song Qingshan's eyes widened, "Song Wanqing, how long are you going to keep fooling around? Do you have to destroy all the things your late mother left you to be happy?"
"It's time for father to worry. It's better for his daughter to be ruined than to be stolen by her own family!" Song Wanqing ignored Song Qingshan's livid face and left.
"You!" Song Qingshan couldn't beat or scold him, and his face turned green with anger, "You are such an unfilial daughter!"
Song Wanqing went all the way to Prince Zhan's Mansion and began to formally learn kung fu from Lin Dao.
Her needs are very simple, she doesn't want to learn many moves, she just wants to learn a few moves to save her life at critical moments.
An hour passed very quickly, and by the time it was over, she was sweating profusely and looked exhausted.
In the middle, Xiao Jiuan came back and didn't say anything. He was still sitting under the eaves reading a book and looking at them.
It was finally over. Song Wanqing felt physically and mentally comfortable and bowed to Lin Dao, "Thank you, Master."
Master?
Lin Dao immediately blushed and waved his hand, "If you don't dare to take it seriously, Miss Wanqing, you should call me Lin Dao Guard."
"How can that be done?" Song Wanqing insisted, "From now on I will call you Master, unless Master no longer wants to teach me?"
Although he doesn't know where Lin Dao ranks on the master list, Song Wanqing can be sure that the ranking is definitely not low and he will not suffer.
And Lin Dao is different from Xiao Jiuan. At critical moments, this person can save his life.
Lin Dao was still about to refuse when he heard someone coughing not far away.
He turned around and saw that tea and snacks were ready on the table under the eaves.
"Okay then! Miss Wanqing is also tired. Let's have a sip of tea and something to eat before going back."
"Okay." After struggling for so long, Song Wanqing was indeed hungry.
After she had eaten and drank enough, she left with Chen Yu.
As soon as she walked away, Lin Dao hesitated and said, "My lord, is it not a good idea to ask Miss Wanqing to call me master?"
"Why?" Xiao Jiuan looked up.
Lin Dao scratched his head and said, "She is the concubine of the Hou Mansion, and I am a bodyguard. I still have this self-awareness."
Xiao Jiuan chuckled, "What? She calls you master, and you dare to touch her?"
"Of course I don't dare." Lin Dao shook his head hurriedly.
"You really don't dare," the smile on Xiao Jiuan's lips widened a little, and he lowered his head and continued reading, "Just be careful and don't get caught."
Wouldn't he understand the little girl's thoughts?
This bodyguard of his will be sold in the future if he can't keep it all, and he's still helping count the money!
Call me Master, the little girl won’t suffer!
Three days passed in the blink of an eye. Xue Changgui, Lin Hongsheng and others sent the account books of their respective shops.
Song Wanqing put it aside and seemed to have no intention of reading it.
She lazily said, "From now on, just send the accounts at the beginning and middle of each month to me. There is no need to give them to Madam anymore."
"Yes." Xue Changgui and others immediately agreed.
"Miss, have you thought it through?" Lin Hongsheng looked disdainful, "This account...can you understand it?"
He smiled and said, "Miss, my wife will take care of this shop in an orderly manner, and you will be able to enjoy your leisure time. Aren't you killing two birds with one stone?"
Song Wanqing looked at him with cold eyes, "Shopkeeper Lin said the same thing, but as a person, you can't just focus on the present. When I get married, these shops will be taken away. Instead of waiting until then to be in a hurry, it is better to take them back as soon as possible."
She said firmly, "I believe Madam will not object."
"..." Lin Hongsheng laughed dryly, "I'd better ask Madam what she means first."
