I have to say that Su Chengwang really thinks too much.
The reason why Shen Qingyun changed was simply because he had a different soul. How could there be so many twists and turns?
But being able to analyze it to this point with limited information, Shen Qingyun's decision to avoid him was definitely the right one.
Siman Bo's Mansion.
Zhong Qi said hello to Song Ying, took out the banknotes from the accounting room, and left. When he went out, he met Yang Cong.
Zhong Qi bowed slightly to Yang Cong, who had no expression on his face, and the two of them passed each other.
Yang Cong suddenly seemed to have thought of something, turned around and glanced at Zhong Qi's back, and then quickly came to Song Ying.
"Didn't Shen Qingyun go to Zhuangzi outside the city? Why did he send someone back?"
Song Ying was stunned: "Cousin, are you talking about Zhong Qi?"
"Yes, it was him. He was the one who threw me out of Shen Qingyun's yard." Yang Cong is still hurting, so how can he not remember clearly?
Song Ying said: "Zhong Qi was the personal bodyguard specially left for Shen Qingyun last time when my uncle came back. Shen Qingyun asked him to come back to get some money."
"You just let him go like that?" Yang Cong looked surprised.
"Otherwise?" Song Ying was stunned, "Although I hold the power in the mansion, he is the heir after all. Shouldn't I just let him use the things in the mansion?"
"You're confused." Yang Cong shouted in disappointment: "Shen Qingyun is spreading bad things about you outside, so why are you being polite to him? He has made you lose face, why do you still want to make him feel comfortable?"
Anyway, it has been gossiped about, and the explanation cannot be explained clearly, so it is better to just solidify the mean character.
"But..." Song Ying still hesitated.
She also felt that Yang Cong's words made sense, but she also wanted to try her best to maintain the positive image of Uncle Uncle and his wife, so she was a little confused.
When Yang Cong saw this, he also knew that his cousin was a person with no independent opinions, so he added: "That's it for this time. If there is a next time, cousin, you should show the majesty of being the mistress of the house."
Song Ying nodded, "My cousin is right."
It was hard for her to disagree with this.
"My cousin hasn't been home for a day, but have you thought of a solution?"
Yang Cong smiled proudly upon hearing this, "Money can make all the difference. I have found the right person and I will make him look good sooner or later."
Song Ying's expression was shocked and she said: "Be careful and don't let anyone get caught. Otherwise, even if it happens, we will still be involved."
Yang Cong patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, just wait for my good news."
"I hope so."
Zhong Qi took the money and came back, but Shen Qingyun was furious to death.
"That's all you take?"
Shen Qingyun held the banknote and felt that the bulge on his head was getting bigger.
"This is a full thousand taels. Isn't it too little for the crown prince?"
Shen Qingyun said: "Zhang Nan wants to hold a happy event, and it will be grand and special. It is best to invite people from all over the country to have a banquet. It will definitely cost a lot."
"But it doesn't cost as much as a thousand taels, right?" Zhong Qi said in surprise.
One thousand taels of silver is indeed a huge sum of money. Many villagers like Shangyang Village and Xiayang Village have never seen what silver looks like in their lives.
If you exchange it for copper coins, you can bury people alive.
Isn’t this enough for a wedding?
Shen Qingyun sighed: "Except for the money for the banquet, the rest is our living expenses in the future. Anyway, I don't plan to go back during the period when my aunt is pregnant."
A few hundred taels of silver is enough for ordinary people to live without worries for a lifetime, but for Shen Qingyun, the uncle's son, it may not be enough to last for a few months.
"Old Qi, my uncle's house is rich. It's not like we don't have the conditions. Why don't you let me enjoy more?"
Shen Qingyun spoke earnestly and thoughtfully, while Zhong Qi remained speechless.
"How about I go back and get some more?"
"Forget it, let's talk about it after we spend it. If we keep going back, how can I maintain my aunt's reputation as a mean person?"
What an unfilial son.
Shen Qingyun curled his lips and said, "One thousand taels is just one thousand taels. At worst, life will be tight.
Go and call Lao Zhangtou. "
"yes."
Zhong Qi took the order and left. Not long after, Lao Zhangtou arrived.
"Your Majesty."
Shen Qingyun took out a two-hundred-tael banknote and handed it to him, saying, "Use this money first. If you don't have enough money, come to me for it. I have only one request."
"Please give me your instructions, Your Majesty."
"As big a battle as there is, you can make a huge battle for me. Invite all the surrounding villagers to give face to Shangyang Village and let everyone know that the girl will marry in Xiayang Village. Come on, I won’t treat you badly, you know?”
Lao Zhang nodded, "Don't worry, Your Majesty, my subordinates will know."
"Yes." Shen Qingyun nodded and said: "This is not only a happy event for Zhang Nan, but also affects the lives of other brothers. You can handle it yourself and don't be careless. Do you understand?"
"I obey my orders."
"Go ahead."
After sending Lao Zhangtou away, Shen Qingyun asked Zhong Qi: "By the way, did my aunt give you any trouble when you took out the money?"
"That's not true." Zhong Qi shook his head, "Madam heard that the prince was short of money, so she just asked me to go to the accounting office to withdraw it."
Shen Qingyun smiled and said: "This is the best. As long as she doesn't deliberately provoke me, I can offer her up and everyone can live in peace. How great."
"On the contrary, I met my cousin when I was going out. He smelled of alcohol. He must have been very drunk last night."
"You can drink if you want, it has nothing to do with us." Shen Qingyun curled his lips and asked, "Besides my aunt, does he have any relatives or friends in Liangzhou City?"
"I don't know."
Forget it if he didn't know, Shen Qingyun didn't think much about it. As long as Yang Cong didn't mess with him, it didn't matter whether he was meeting friends or gathering friends, even the bank party had nothing to do with him.
The next day, Shen Qingyun brought Zhong Qi and Lao Zhangtou to the city.
"Lao Qi, you go to Yahang and buy a carriage, and then find a cook and a servant girl to pick me up later. As for the purchase, Lao Zhangtou, you go do it yourself."
Zhong Qi and Lao Zhangtou nodded upon hearing this, "What about the prince?"
Shen Qingyun pointed to his head, "I'm going to see the doctor."
It was just hit by a stone. It hurt, but it was not a serious injury.
The swelling also subsided, but Shen Qingyun decided to ask the doctor and follow the doctor's instructions.
Zhong Qi and Lao Zhangtou went their separate ways, and Shen Qingyun walked along the street to a medical clinic.
"Your Majesty, are you here?"
When the doctor sitting in the hall saw Shen Qingyun entering the door, his eyes lit up, and he left the patient who was still feeling his pulse and came forward.
Shen Qingyun was stunned, "Do you know me?"
The doctor stroked his short beard and said with a smile: "The prince was injured yesterday, and it was a little man who bandaged it for the prince."
"That's it." Shen Qingyun smiled, glanced at the patient waiting aside, and said, "You go first."
The doctor also looked back, bowed and said, "Then please wait a moment, Your Majesty."
"Um."
Shen Qingyun sat aside and waited, looking through the window towards the opposite side of the river bank.
There are several painted boats parked on the shore, and there is a gorgeous attic near the water, which is the largest Yingchun brothel in Liangzhou City.
Shen Qingyun still remembers how he left in despair at that time. It is really unbearable to remember.
"I have memorized all the poems Li Tongya used. When I recover from my injury, I will avenge my shame."
Shen Qingyun secretly made up his mind that he had to visit this brothel. He had to get back the shame he had lost.
"The prince suffered only superficial injuries, nothing serious. As long as he rests peacefully, he will recover soon."
Shen Qingyun nodded, he knew it was nothing serious.
"Do you still need to change the dressing?"
The doctor shook his head, "Once the swelling has subsided, it won't be necessary. The wound has not healed yet, so just don't get it wet."
"Um."
Shen Qingyun stood up to leave, but saw a figure approaching.
"Master Shen?"
The figure recognized Shen Qingyun and immediately spoke out.
Shen Qingyun was startled when he heard the sound, looked up, his face changed slightly, and he said with a corner of his mouth, "It's Miss Qiao'er."
Qiao'er is the head oiran of Yingchun House, but she doesn't wear heavy makeup, and her clothes are much more elegant.
It is worth mentioning that Shen Qingyun's unpleasant brothel memories came from her.
Qiaoer smiled and said: "Master Shen hasn't been to Yingchun Building for a few days. Is it possible that he is still angry with Qiaoer about what happened last time?"
"Last time, what happened last time?" Shen Qingyun pretended not to know.
Qiaoer covered her mouth and chuckled, "I haven't seen Mr. Shen for many days, and the sisters miss him very much. If he is free, he should come to support him often, which can relieve the sisters' pain of missing each other."
miss?
Do you miss me?
You obviously miss that bastard who spent so much money.
Shen Qingyun has only been there once, so he is not the one being taken advantage of, but the original person.
"What I said makes me seem like a heartless person who always gives up."
"Master Shen is joking." Qiao'er waved her hands quickly and saw the wound on Shen Qingyun's forehead and asked in surprise: "Master Shen is injured?"
"A few minor injuries, nothing to worry about."
"It'll be fine if nothing happens." Qiao'er nodded, but saw the doctor step forward and deliver the packaged medicine to Qiao'er's hands, "This is three days' supply. If it's still not better, I'll send it over."
Qiaoer bowed lightly and said, "Thank you very much."
After saying that, Qiao'er nodded slightly to Shen Qingyun and said, "Young master, please take care of yourself. Qiao'er will leave first."
"Girl, walk slowly."
After Qiaoer left, Shen Qingyun asked the doctor: "What kind of medicine did she get?"
A brothel girl, could it be...
"They are all nourishing food and medicine and trauma plasters."
"Huh?" Shen Qingyun was stunned. This was a little different from what he thought.
The doctor shook his head and sighed: "It's her little brother. He's only seven years old. I don't know if he can hold on."
Shen Qingyun wanted to ask more questions, but Zhong Qi's voice sounded at the door.
"Your Majesty."
Shen Qingyun responded, "Is it done?"
"Um."
"Then let's go." Shen Qingyun nodded.
There were five people standing next to the carriage, a simple and honest woman in her early forties, two timid and thin girls, and two tall and muscular men.
Shen Qingyun nodded with satisfaction, and Zhong Qi said: "The document is still in Ren Yazi's hand. When he goes to the government office, it will be sent to Zhuangzi. Please rest assured, Prince."
"Yes." Shen Qingyun responded, "Go back."
Lao Zhang Toucai bought so much that he probably won’t be able to go back today.
The carriage started slowly and drove towards the city gate, but before it could get out of the street, it was blocked by a crowd.
"What's going on?" Shen Qingyun stuck his head out and asked, faintly hearing the cry of a woman coming from the noisy crowd.
Zhong Qi, who was driving, stretched his neck and looked hard. Shen Qingyun opened the curtain and stood on the carriage. Looking across the crowd, he saw a familiar figure lying on the ground crying bitterly. There were clearly scattered medical bags beside him.
It's Qiaoer.
Shen Qingyun frowned and said, "Let's leave."
Zhong Qi nodded, "Yes."
