Chapter 138

Blackie walked into the courtyard and bowed respectfully to Wang Yang: "Young Master."

"Did the folding fan business encounter trouble?"

Wang Yang had previously asked Blackie to follow Boss Luo of the fan shop to run the folding fan business, and heard it had been going quite smoothly. Seeing Chen Qingshan today, it seemed there was a problem.

Blackie replied: "Yes, but it's not a big trouble. It's just that the Luo guy secretly united with several workshops to make trouble, wanting to raise the price. I thought I would have to work with him in the future, so it wasn't good to tear my face directly. At that time, I saw that the Young Master hadn't returned, so I asked Miss Chen to go and stabilize the situation. Thanks to Miss Chen, it has been solved!"

"Did you take action?"

Blackie hurriedly said: "No, no, without the Young Master's order, how could I take action! Miss Chen just represented the Young Master to express an attitude, and didn't need to say much, just kept a cold face to scare them, and then I smoothed things over..."

Wang Yang understood as soon as he heard it, and smiled: "You've learned to play the good cop and bad cop, not bad."

"Ah?" Blackie was somewhat confused.

Although there were theatrical performances at that time, there was no such category as Peking Opera, so there were no sayings like "singing the red face" or "singing the white face."

"It just means praising you. Thirty coins per fan is a contract, it cannot be changed. You keep an eye on the shipment, and tell Shopkeeper Luo that fans with poor quality will not be accepted."

"Yes. It has been negotiated not to raise the price. It's just... Shopkeeper Luo said he wanted an extra sum of money as the cost of renting a warehouse to store the fans, Young Master, what do you think..."

Blackie looked embarrassed; this request was reasonable and it was really hard to refuse.

"He doesn't need to worry about the warehouse. I have already rented the Linjiang Warehouse. I will take you there tomorrow, and all the finished folding fans will be placed there."

This was originally a place rented by the Prince of Badong for Wang Yang to store brocade robes and satin coats, and now it was just right for placing folding fans.

"That's good." Blackie was happy, took out a money bag from his bosom, and offered it with both hands, "Young Master, Shopkeeper Luo integrated six workshops to make folding fans, and I found another one to join. This was given to me by the shopkeeper of that small fan workshop, and there are one thousand coins inside..."

"They are also thanking you, you can just keep it."

"No, no, I still owe the Young Master money, I have to pay it back..."

Wang Yang waved his hand: "We are all family, why talk about owing or not."

Blackie's expression was firm: "Young Master, you are a good person, but I cannot take advantage of the Young Master just because you are a good person! I must pay back the money! The Young Master has already been good enough to us! Giving us food and clothes, and there is monthly money to take every month. Not to mention these, just saying that the Young Master helped us get rid of the military registration, dealt with Du Du Du Sanye, and saved A-Wu, this kind of kindness, our father and daughter can never pay back in several lifetimes! If I pretend that the borrowing money thing doesn't exist, I really have no face to see the Young Master."

Blackie was both grateful and anxious, very worried that Wang Yang would refuse to accept the money again.

Little A-Wu also stood up: "Yes, Young Master! You should accept it! Let us pay back the money quickly, and then we can start saving our own money!"

Wang Yang smiled helplessly: "Alright."

He took the money bag, thought for a while and said: "You have been busy with the fan business during this time, it's been hard work, and you did a good job. This one thousand coins is my reward to you..."

Seeing Blackie about to speak again, Wang Yang added: "No refusal allowed."

He stuffed the money back into Blackie's hand and said gently: "Don't worry about paying back the money, take your time. It's always good to have some cash on hand. I'll give you a day off tomorrow, take A-Wu out for a stroll, and buy some silk fabric sent by the Yu family last time to make two sets of clothes for A-Wu to wear to school."

Blackie held the money bag, feeling his throat blocked, and hurriedly lowered his head, tears already appearing in his eyes.

Chen Qingshan looked at Wang Yang, her bright eyes like green frost fluctuating slightly.

Little A-Wu's eyes lit up instantly: "Dad, hurry up and give the money back to the Young Master, you can pay back another thousand!"

Blackie:???

Wang Yang smiled: "And then I'll reward it back..."

"And then I'll pay it back, another thousand!!!" Little A-Wu was somewhat excited!

Wang Yang suddenly felt that this little A-Wu had the potential to brush bugs...

Night, Jiankang City, Prince of Luling's Mansion.

Du Du Du Sanye was kneeling on the ground crying, and a man with a beautiful face was leaning on a couch, supporting his forehead with his hand.

The man had fair skin, soft features, peach-blossom eyes, and temples like knife cuts, making people feel close to him at first sight.

This was the current Third Imperial Prince, then serving as General of the Central Army of the Forbidden Guard, with the title of Attendant, Prince of Luling, Xiao Ziqing.

"Alright, alright, I know everything, you've been wronged, get up quickly, the ground is cold." Xiao Ziqing spoke gently, his smile warm.

Du Du Du Sanye was stunned for a moment, and suddenly a chill crawled up his spine, and his body couldn't stop trembling.

He shrank his body and immediately prostrated on the ground: "It was the villain who messed up the errand! It is the villain's fault! It's just... it's just that it's the Langya Wang family! He has deep connections in Jingzhou, has dealings with the four major families of Jingzhou, and is protected by the Prince of Badong! The villain, the villain couldn't stop him—"

Xiao Ziqing held his finger to his lips: "Shh."

Du Du Du Sanye immediately silenced, but his body was still shaking like a sieve.

Xiao Ziqing's tone was as gentle as a spring breeze: "I don't blame you. Suddenly a Langya Wang family appeared, no one could have expected it... It's just, I once said, I don't allow a single bit of wind to leak to the government, but you not only leaked the news, this movement is also a bit too big."

Du Du Du Sanye shook even more violently, his voice choked with sobs: "The villain dared not disobey the Prince's order! It's just that Wang Yang had already taken that child as a retainer, and the villain had no other way except to use force! And at that time, the villain calculated that he couldn't find the villain, and even if he found him, he had no evidence! But who would have thought—"

Xiao Ziqing interrupted gently: "As long as you report to the government, there is a record, it has nothing to do with whether he finds you or not."

"Yes, yes, the villain knows, but the villain really had no other way!" Du Du Du Sanye kowtowed, his forehead bruised: "All mistakes are the villain's fault! Please, Prince, look at Li'er's face and spare the villain this time..."

Xiao Ziqing sighed: "Look at you, why be so afraid? No matter what, you are my half-father-in-law. Although you were wrong this time, I urged you too tightly, so the fault is not entirely yours."

"No, no, no, it has nothing to do with the Prince! It's the villain's incompetence! It's the villain's incompetence!"

"Get up."

"The villain delayed the Prince's business! Please punish the villain!"

"Going to prison and traveling long distances can be considered punishment, get up... Do you want me to help you up myself?" Xiao Ziqing's tone turned slightly stern.

"Dare not, dare not." Du Du Du Sanye hurriedly stood up, sighing in his heart, he had finally passed the test.

He knew in his heart that it wasn't because he had a big face, nor was it because the Prince was soft-hearted, but mainly because his daughter was too favored by the Prince.

Sigh, Li'er is a promising child, it's a pity that their family status is too low, otherwise she might be able to be a Princess in the future!

"Did you leave any loose ends in Jingzhou?" Xiao Ziqing asked.

Du Du Du Sanye immediately replied: "No, no, Chief Clerk Liu has handled it cleanly."

"That Wang..." Xiao Ziqing's handsome face showed a thoughtful expression.

"Wang Yang." Du Du Du Sanye hurriedly reminded the Prince of Luling.

"Hmm, he doesn't have any evidence in his hands, right."

"Absolutely not! He was just bluffing the villain! But the villain exposed him at that time! If it weren't for my subordinate being stupid, they wouldn't have been able to catch me!"

"That's good." Xiao Ziqing nodded, then said gently: "You haven't eaten yet, I'll have someone serve food now, you eat and rest, we'll talk about anything tomorrow."

After speaking, he stood up, ready to leave.

"Prince, the villain... the villain wants to see Li'er."

Du Du Du Sanye wanted to see his daughter, and secondly, he was still a bit uneasy in his heart, wanting his daughter to whisper in the Prince's ear and find out what the Prince's arrangements were for him in the future. It would be best not to be sent out, just stay in the capital and be a rich man.

Xiao Ziqing smiled: "It's too late today, wait until tomorrow for you father and daughter to reunite."

Du Du Du Sanye had to suppress the urge to see his daughter immediately and bowed to send the Prince off.

After Xiao Ziqing went out, he casually summoned an attendant: "Call A-Po."

In a while, a swordsman in black walked over, bowed to Xiao Ziqing, and didn't speak.

Xiao Ziqing didn't speak either, pointed to the room where Du Du Du Sanye was, and then drew his slender index finger across his neck.

The swordsman nodded and walked towards the room...

"How is my dad?"

A gorgeously dressed young girl hurried out, and as soon as she saw Xiao Ziqing, she asked anxiously.

This was Du Du Du Sanye's daughter, the Prince of Luling's favorite concubine—Du Li'er.

Xiao Ziqing dotingly scraped Du Li'er's nose: "Guess?"

"You're teasing me again!" Du Li'er pouted, feigning anger.

Xiao Ziqing loved to see his favorite concubine's charming and unconstrained appearance, it was simply a feast for the eyes, and he forgot his worries when he saw it. He smiled and hugged Du Li'er's shoulder: "He is your father, I naturally have to take care of him."

Du Li'er was overjoyed, like a little deer in the forest: "Prince, you are so good! On behalf of Dad, thank you for your grace!"

Xiao Ziqing gently pressed Du Li'er's fragrant shoulder and shook his head: "Empty words without substance, that won't do."

Du Li'er pulled her long hair behind her, knelt on the ground, and said coquettishly: "Is it really not okay?"

Xiao Ziqing closed his eyes and chanted: "Preventing people's mouths is like preventing a river. If you don't stop it quickly, it will collapse and flow."

Du Li'er's little face was red. She didn't know this was a political maxim written by a scholar named Cui Shi in the Eastern Han Dynasty. She just felt it didn't sound like proper words, so she hit her man twice with her hand.

Half a night of madness, the moon hung in the middle of the sky.

Xiao Ziqing got out of bed with his hair disheveled, Du Li'er felt slightly, muttering in her dream: "Boliang..."

Boliang was Xiao Ziqing's childhood name. His mother often called him that when she was alive. Since his mother passed away, only Du Li'er dared to call him that.

Xiao Ziqing stroked the beauty's long hair and said softly: "I'll be back soon."

Du Li'er turned over like a little cat, sleeping sweetly.

Xiao Ziqing left the bedroom, walked to the winding corridor, leaned on the railing, and looked at the moon. The swordsman in black waited on the side, standing like a pine.

After a while, Xiao Ziqing said: "Go."

The swordsman walked towards the bedroom.

Just after taking three steps, Xiao Ziqing called out: "She is the woman on the tip of my heart, no swords allowed."

The swordsman hesitated for a moment, seemingly not understanding the Master's meaning for a while.

Xiao Ziqing looked at the moon and said softly: "Strangle her."

The swordsman nodded and walked away quickly.

Xiao Ziqing patted the railing lightly, humming a vulgar little tune he didn't know where he heard: "Get out of bed at midnight, hair disheveled, north wind cool. Spring breeze doesn't understand the meaning, parting breaks people's hearts..."