Chapter 32 I'm so tired

Cheng Shu was too lazy to look at Wen Rugui, who looked like a lost dog. He told the people he had brought with him and walked out of the Wen Mansion with Cui Ma, the old lady's confidante.

Outside the mansion, countless people stretched their necks to watch the excitement. When they saw Cheng Shu's calm expression, they couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

There was no fight!

Cheng Shu paused, turned around and looked up.

The door plaque with the words "Wen Mansion" inscribed on it sparkles brightly in the warm spring sunshine.

Cheng Shu looked very unhappy. He took a few steps back and jogged for strength, then jumped up and pulled the door plaque down.

"Good!" The crowd suddenly became excited.

With a bang, the door plaque was thrown to the ground.

"Take it back and chop it up for firewood." After Cheng Shu said this to the servant, he strode towards the general's mansion.

The onlookers couldn't help but approach the Wen family's gate and sigh in admiration.

"Does the General's Mansion really want this house back?"

"Don't go back. Are you going to leave it to Minister Wen to keep a mistress?"

"That young man just jumped really high."

"Yes, he is quite handsome and elegant."

…

In the crowd, Baozhu quietly pulled Lin Hao and said, "Miss, there are many young ladies praising you."

Originally he was called "cousin", but after Lin Hao was included in the Lin family tree, the way he addressed Cheng Shu changed.

Lin Hao smiled and said, "Brother is indeed handsome and dashing. Let's go back."

She felt relieved when she saw with her own eyes that her brother took back the house in a quick and efficient manner.

The girl walked briskly, getting farther and farther away.

Not far away, the servant Changshun curled his lips and said, "Did you hear that, my Lord? Miss Wen---the second Miss Lin is praising her cousin for his handsomeness and elegance! For a lady from a wealthy family, she's really not reserved at all..."

"It's my brother, not my cousin." The young man corrected seriously and strode in the same direction.

The servant who stayed there scratched his head in confusion.

What brother, cousin, is this the point he is talking about?

He felt that Miss Lin Er was not dignified enough, and that the prince was too kind and never thought badly of others.

Hey, why did the prince go so far away? The servant suppressed his sigh and hurriedly chased after him.

Lin Hao walked slowly towards the general's mansion and heard cheers.

She stopped and looked in the direction where the cheers came from, her beautiful eyes narrowed slightly.

It was the young man who was performing outside the Treasure Pavilion that day.

Unlike the crowd that gathered that day, today there were only a few people watching the young man's performance. Standing here, one could clearly see the young man's agile posture as he danced with the sword.

Could it be that the Wen family’s bustle has caused this young man to lose business?

Baozhu obviously recognized it too.

"Girl, let's go back."

That day, when the girl was watching the young man performing, someone pushed her veil off, and later she attracted the attention of a lecher.

That’s right, to the little maid who regarded her daughter as a fairy, any man who looked at her for more than a second was considered a pervert.

The young man's beautiful ending was greeted with a lot of cheers, and the old man who was beating the gong began to ask for rewards from the onlookers.

"Baozhu, reward that young man with a dime."

Baozhu couldn't help but widen her eyes.

Lin Hao was amused by the little maid's reaction: "Just consider it as making up for that day."

For some reason, every time she saw this young man, she felt that he looked familiar, and she couldn't help but pay attention to him.

Baozhu came back to her senses, walked over quickly and placed a dime on the old man's gong.

The crisp sound of the silver hitting the gong made the old man stunned for a moment, and then he bowed repeatedly: "Thank you, young lady, thank you, young lady!"

Baozhu waved her hand without saying anything, then turned and ran towards Lin Hao.

This movement caught the boy's attention.

His eyes followed Baozhu's back and finally fell on Lin Hao's face.

Lin Hao calmly withdrew his gaze and walked towards the general's mansion.

The crowd soon dispersed, leaving only the young man and the old man to pack up their things.

The old man held his money bag with a smile on his face: "I'm lucky today, I got a dime."

Life wasn't easy for street performers. While the clapping and applause seemed splendid, by the time tips came around, most of the crowd had already left, and the remaining crowd was indifferent to the gongs offered to them. Only a very small number of people were actually willing to tip.

They performed four or five games a day, and the tips they collected were barely enough to cover their basic expenses. Today, with a dime, they could buy a pound of pork head, improving their lives a little.

The old man was looking forward to dinner when he suddenly heard the young man say, "That girl, you saw me performing near the Treasure Pavilion before."

He still remembered that her veil had been squeezed off.

The old man was stunned at first, then surprised: "Xiao Feng, that young lady couldn't have seen that you are handsome-"

The boy's expression suddenly turned cold: "Grandpa, don't talk nonsense."

The old man smiled awkwardly and said nothing more.

The servant Changshun rolled his eyes and said, "My Lord, did you see that? Miss Lin Er even gave a tip to the street performer!"

If you don't pay attention, you won't realize that Miss Lin Er is too unrestrained in front of the young and handsome man.

Their prince is just one of them!

This discovery made the servant sad and angry.

Qi Shuo chuckled: "Miss Lin Er is indeed kind-hearted."

Changshun stumbled and nearly fell: "Sir, do you think this is kind?"

"otherwise?"

"It's obviously because that boy is so good-looking!"

Qi Shuo's smile faded, and he said calmly, "From tomorrow on, Changning will accompany me out."

Chang Shun was stunned: "Prince...why, why is this..."

Is it possible that the prince's most trusted and beloved servant is going to be replaced?

The young man glanced at him and said casually, "Changning is better looking than you."

Changshun remained where he was, not coming to his senses until his own prince had walked several feet away.

When they arrived at the general's mansion, Lin Hao had a thin layer of sweat on his forehead. He thought that the weather was going to get hot, so he should ride Lin Xiaohua when he went out next time.

Just as I was thinking this, a voice came from behind me: "Miss Lin Er."

Lin Hao instantly realized who the owner of the voice was: the creditor!

She slowly turned around and bent her knees: "Prince."

Qi Shuo's eyes turned deep, and he thought deeply: I always feel that Miss Lin's first reaction when she saw him was a little strange...

"What a coincidence, meeting Miss Lin Er."

Baozhu immediately became alert.

Listen to this nonsense, Prince Jing has ulterior motives!

Changshun, who caught up, had a complicated expression.

Is it a coincidence that they followed me all the way here? The prince is like this - no, how can it be called following me? They are clearly going home!

Having found a perfect excuse for his own prince, Changshun gained the confidence to resist Baozhu's vigilance: What's with that look in your eyes, little maid? Do you think our prince is blind and likes your girl?

Baozhu sneered silently: Like master, like servant!

Their eyes met in mid-air, and they were on the verge of a fight.

Lin Hao smiled and said, "It's quite a coincidence. The prince is also going home."

This smile had to be measured. It couldn't be too sweet, lest Prince Jing, who had everything he needed except a wife, misunderstand him; nor could it be too cold, after all, since he had wronged him first. If he wanted to help Prince Jing in the future, it would be inconvenient if their relationship was too distant.

At this moment, Miss Lin Er had only one thought when facing Prince Jing: dealing with creditors is so tiring!