The most important thing is that this three hundred year old ginseng is something that will be confiscated. Can he keep it?
But he was reluctant to return the things he had obtained. Yan Cheng looked at the wooden box on the far left with a conflicted look.
The herbal medicine dealer said, "This three-hundred-year-old ginseng is not recorded in writing. Only a few people know of its existence. Even if the Li Mansion is raided, it doesn't matter. You can take it without worry."
Then he told another story that happened two years ago.
"Prefect Li has a beautiful concubine named Jiang in his backyard. This concubine's younger brother was severely beaten by the brother-in-law of Co-Prefect Wang. He is near death. All the doctors say he won't survive."
"And Doctor Jiang, who happened to be traveling to Luyang, took his pulse because they shared the same surname, and finally said that only 300-year-old ginseng could save him."
"The beautiful concubine and her younger brother had a very good relationship. She was deeply favored by the prefect, Li, in the Li Mansion. With a little persuasion, Li agreed to help her find 300-year-old ginseng. However, before the ginseng was found, the beautiful concubine's younger brother died."
"Later, someone who wanted to curry favor with Magistrate Li secretly found ginseng that had been harvested for three hundred years and sent it to Magistrate Li. The concubine had just given birth to a son, and Magistrate Li, feeling overjoyed, gave her the ginseng that hadn't been stored in the warehouse."
"When my beautiful concubine saw the ginseng, she thought of her brother and was heartbroken. She immediately sold the ginseng. Then, after many twists and turns, the ginseng finally came into my hands."
As he said this, he grinned smugly, with his nose in the air, looking very arrogant.
"The guy who sold me ginseng was a fool. He sold me three hundred year old ginseng and thought he made a profit."
"...that beautiful concubine of Magistrate Li is so impulsive."
Yan Cheng admired her. She didn't keep the three hundred year old ginseng to save her life, but sold it just because she was sad. One has to say that she was willful.
But this is a good deal for him.
Yan Cheng knew that even if the Li Mansion was ransacked, the three hundred year old ginseng would not be taken away, so he accepted the ginseng with peace of mind.
As he put the box away, he asked, "Among the rumors circulating in Luyang about the evil deeds of Wang Tongzhi's wife's brother, is there the story that he beat the concubine's brother to death but was not sentenced?"
These words were said to Leng Yan, who automatically turned into a cold and ruthless personal bodyguard when outsiders were around.
Yan Cheng still remembered that when he first came to Luyang, Leng Yan briefly mentioned to him what an excessive bully Wang Tongzhi's brother-in-law was.
"Yes, you've heard about this, too. If Wang Tongzhi's brother-in-law could get away with murder, especially since that murderer was the brother of Li Zhifu's favorite concubine, it must be because Wang Tongzhi and Li Zhifu made some kind of deal."
The herbal medicine dealer thought Yan Cheng was talking to him, so he spoke before Leng Yan. While he was speaking, Leng Yan held the sword and looked at him coldly.
After the thick-skinned herbal medicine vendor finished speaking, he realized that Yan Cheng did not agree with him. Instead, he turned his head to look at another person with a smile on his face. Only then did he realize that he might have answered too early.
A sense of horror ran from his spine to his brain, as if someone was studying how to cut him into pieces. Finally realizing the danger, the herbal medicine dealer mechanically turned his head and met a pair of emotionless eyes.
Seeing the sword that was obviously a fine piece of art, he couldn't help but think: murderous intent, sword, is it going to kill him?
As if he could imagine the scene of his head being chopped off by a knife, the herbal medicine seller immediately apologized in panic, and his mind was trembling with fear.
Who exactly were these young master's guards? Their aura was even scarier than any of the bandits he had ever seen.
A killer, right? He's definitely a killer who kills without blinking an eye.
"Okay, don't scare him. If you scare him, who will help me find the herbs?"
Seeing that the herbal medicine dealer was thinking about something in his mind and his expression became more and more terrified, Yan Cheng wanted to laugh, but held it back. He patted Leng Yan's arm to signal him not to pout.
He didn't know why the herbal medicine dealer was so frightened. He was very familiar with Leng Yan. Although his eyes looked dark and lifeless and quite scary, he was actually just a little angry at most.
Still the stuffy kind.
Yan Cheng guessed that Leng Yan might be thinking that he was too slow to speak and couldn't finish the conversation before others.
Leng Yan didn't smile but he didn't purse his lips either. Yan Cheng went to comfort the herbal medicine dealer again. After all, the herbal medicine dealer had helped him a lot, and he didn't want this man to get scared and become sick.
Yan Chengcheng was able to comfort people and make them happy. The herbal medicine dealer soon calmed down, but he was unwilling to stay in the same room with Leng Yan, so he hurriedly said goodbye.
After leaving the house, I felt that Yan Cheng was truly extraordinary for being able to tame such a killer-type guard.
"Isn't it just someone interrupting? Don't be so angry."
The extraordinary Yan Cheng was coaxing someone in the house, an older child.
Sometimes Yan Cheng really felt that Leng Yan had a kind of contrasting cuteness. He looked like a cold and handsome man on the outside, but he was actually colorful on the inside. He would always sulk over all kinds of weird things.
When they were not very familiar with each other, he made spicy fried chicken on a whim. He distributed the fried chicken to his family and close servants, but did not give any to Leng Yan who was recovering from his injuries.
Leng Yan spent most of the day emitting cold air. Lu Xia even complained to him, saying that Leng Yan had no sense of being a guest at home.
Yan Cheng was very puzzled when he found out. Leng Yan was quite happy in the morning, but why did he become angry in the afternoon? Wasn't his mood change too big?
Curious Yan Cheng went to see Leng Yan at night and carefully observed his eyebrows and eyes. He found that he was not very happy, so he asked Leng Yan what was wrong.
But Leng Yan looked at him resentfully for a long time without saying a word, his lips pressed into a straight line. Yan Cheng looked down at his sudden inspiration and wondered if it was because of him.
After he asked this, Leng Yan didn't say anything. He thought about what he had done today, and then thought of the delicious spicy fried chicken.
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