As soon as Song Shuwan finished speaking, Baicao turned around with the person she was looking for.
"Concubine, these are all servants...the Crown Prince? This servant has met the Crown Prince."
Seeing this, the group of people following Baicao also saluted: "Caomin has seen the crown prince."
Pei Huan ignored them and clenched his hands on the armrest of the wheelchair. When the atmosphere was solemn, a beggar was thrown into the Cunshan Hall, followed by the sound of Ding Cun.
"Prince Princess, I've caught the person who smashed the shop. This is the leader!"
Song Shuwan's eyes turned slightly, and her gaze swept from Ding Cun to Song Ren behind him. The latter noticed the gaze and showed a bit of bitterness on his face. Then he shook his head slightly, indicating that he had nothing to do about Ding Cun.
Seeing this, Song Shuwan could only look away and said calmly: "An Yi, take the prince away, we have to be busy."
Pei Huan didn't signal, and An Yi stood motionless with his eyebrows lowered.
In this way, Song Shuwan didn't force it, and just asked Baicao and the others to get up: "Let's clean it up. The sooner we can pack it up, the better."
"yes."
The group of people dispersed, except for Ding Cun and Song Ren. In the silence, Ding Cun stepped forward and stepped on the beggar: "Prince Concubine, this is the leader."
Song Shuwan glanced at him and determined that he was the lame beggar who threatened her before, then squatted down: "Let me ask you, who asked you to destroy Cunshan Hall?"
The lame beggar swallowed: "Me, neither do I..."
"Um?"
Song Shuwan's tone rose slightly, and there were two more golden needles between her fingers. She had no other skills, but she was proficient in acupuncture. Throughout the Great Zhou Dynasty, she was ranked second, and no one dared to be ranked first.
"Do you want to try my acupuncture?"
The lame beggar trembled, but still insisted on not telling the person behind the scenes.
Song Shuwan's eyes were sharp. As she stood up, two golden needles were inserted into the lame beggar's body. The latter had no feeling at first, but suddenly a sharp pain hit him.
"Ahhhh, what did you do?"
The lame beggar screamed and rolled on the ground, cold sweat on his forehead fell down his face. He banged his head on the ground crazily, but he couldn't suppress the pain in his body: "It hurts, it hurts me to death. Hurry up, take the golden needle." go out."
Song Shuwan looked at him condescendingly, without words or movements.
In a moment, the lame beggar collapsed on the ground in pain: "I, I said, I said... hurry up... hurry up..."
His words were intermittent, and his intention to beg for mercy was very clear, but Song Shuwan still did not move. After a while, the lame beggar gritted his teeth and spit out the person who was looking for him: "The Shen family, it is Shen Ling'er, the second daughter of the Shen family..."
Song Shuwan snorted coldly and lifted the golden needle on his body. In an instant, the lame beggar turned into a pile of mud and lay motionless on the ground.
Ding Cun scratched his head and asked in confusion: "Prince Princess, which family is the Shen family?"
Song Shuwan thought of the young master of the Shen family who died at the palace banquet, and said lightly: "It should be the Shen family of the imperial merchant. His young master disappeared at the banquet of the Queen Mother's Palace."
At this point, her eyes fell on Pei Huan: "What does the Crown Prince think of this?"
Song Shuwanke still remembered that Pei Huan said that no matter what the cause of the case was, the murderer had been found and it had nothing to do with her. But now, trouble had arisen.
Pei Huan's face turned dark: "I will resolve this matter."
Song Shuwan crossed her arms and said, "I believe the prince can solve the problem, but who should be responsible for the loss of my Cunshan Hall?"
Pei Huan didn't waste any time and shouted directly: "An Yi."
"My subordinate understands."
An Yi took out a few banknotes from his arms and respectfully placed them in front of Song Shuwan: "The Crown Princess."
Song Shuwan glanced at the banknote, but did not take it, and asked: "How much?"
An Yi wiped the non-existent cold sweat on his forehead and replied: "A total of one thousand taels."
Song Shuwan's eyes flashed with satisfaction: "Song Ren."
Song Ren stepped forward with a smile, thanked him, and took the banknote from An Yi's hand.
Song Shuwan clapped her hands: "Now that the trouble is solved, please ask the Crown Prince to leave. I won't send him away."
Pei Huan was pushed out of Cunshan Hall with a dark face. He suddenly raised his hand and slammed the armrest of his wheelchair: "Check it for me. I want to see why the Shen family dares to target me."
It didn't matter that what he said was rejected. What Pei Huan was concerned about was how the Shen family had the confidence to challenge him. Was it because of... King Yong?
In Cunshan Hall, Song Shuwan asked Ding Cun to throw the lame beggar back, and then lowered her voice and warned: "Find someone to keep an eye on him to see if he still has contact with the second young lady of the Shen family."
Ding Cun was a little surprised: "He has been taught like that, yet he still dares to have contact with the second lady of the Shen family?"
Song Shuwan said calmly: "Why don't you dare? With current interests, you will naturally want more. Anyway, you won't lose your life. The gamble is more worthwhile, isn't it?"
Ding Cun shrank his neck, and his not-so-smart mind suddenly came to his senses: "So the Crown Princess just taught him a lesson and didn't touch him?"
Song Shuwan smiled and said meaningfully: "It is natural for women to be soft-hearted."
The next day, Song Shuwan got up to wash up and heard Fei Yuan say happily: "Prince Princess, it's the end of the month. Are you going to inspect the shop and look at the account books?"
Song Shuwan's heart moved slightly. There were so many things going on these days, she almost forgot that she still had five other shops donated by Pei Huan. Those five shops were located on several main streets. She hadn't visited them yet. Cunshantang cannot open its doors for these two days, so it is only possible to inspect the shop and look at the account books.
Thinking about it, Song Shuwan raised her eyes and said, "Take some tidying up. Let's go inspect the shops today and walk around a few main streets."
"yes!"
Fei Yuan responded happily and left quickly to clean up.
Unfortunately, Baicao couldn't go because of Cunshan Hall, so Song Shuwan could only take Fei Yuan there. Before leaving the house, she saw several servants from the Houfu sneaking past, her expression full of nervousness.
However, Song Shuwan didn't care, and soon took a carriage to the Cloth Shop on Baihu Street.
Unexpectedly, as soon as she got off the car, she saw Pei Huan in the cloth village, and her brows couldn't help but frown. Had she run into Pei Huan too many times outside in the past few days?
Song Shuwan was just thinking when a female voice suddenly sounded: "Oh, Crown Princess, we are really destined."
Song Shuwan's expression changed, and in the next moment, there was an extra hand on her shoulder. The third princess of Tatar said very warmly: "Prince Concubine, let's go have a drink, and I'll introduce you to a friend."
A forced smile appeared on Song Shuwan's lips: "I've met the third princess, so there's no need to drink. I can't bear the power of alcohol."
With a "pop" sound, the third princess patted her shoulder, shaking Song Shuwan's figure: "The Crown Princess is too modest. The Crown Princess had a drink with me before, but that was..."
At this time, a male voice interrupted the third princess: "My wife is following me out of the mansion today, so I'm afraid it won't be convenient for her to drink with the third princess."
