Give.
Now that things have come to this point, how could I possibly refuse?
Jiang Sheng struggled to pull out 50,000 taels of silver notes, handed them over with trembling hands, and only breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that he had hidden them in the inner pocket of his navel.
"No time to lose. The lychee season is over. Freeze the last two truckloads of lychees and sell them to make one last profit." Zheng Ruqian turned around. "Second brother, that's it..."
Before he could finish saying the word "leave," he saw a young man in flowing white robes walking towards him, fanning himself with a folding fan. His expression immediately turned as if he had seen a ghost.
Jiang Sheng turned her head in confusion and realized it was Fang Yuan.
Fang Yuan, who was just being cursed for stealing profits, is now appearing on Fourth Street and heading towards Jiuzhenfang.
The lychee season is over, and the Fang family has closed their business. What does he want to do?
No one would believe he was buying pastries, but a customer is a customer, and since Jiuzhenfang is open for business, they can't turn him away.
Jiang Sheng gave Da Ya a look.
The capable young woman stepped forward and asked, "What kind of pastries would you like to buy, sir?"
Fang Yuan shook his head, maintaining his elegant demeanor while politely declining.
"I'm here to see your boss," he said with a light laugh, standing in front of the counter.
Daya could only take two steps back and continue tidying up the messy pastries.
Liu Jiangsheng frowned slightly, while Zheng Ruqian looked wary.
"Young Master Fang, what are you doing at Jiuzhenfang if you're not working as an editor at the Hanlin Academy?" He stepped forward, trying to take over the conversation.
Unexpectedly, Fang Yuan seemed not to hear him. He placed his eyes on Jiang Sheng and said with a light smile, "I have come to pay my respects to Miss Jiang. I wonder if you have time to come to the teahouse for a chat with me?"
Zheng Ruqian, who had been relatively calm, suddenly lost his temper.
His true intentions were not what they seemed! He had originally thought he should thank the Fang family for the lychee business, but now he only wanted to curse, trample, and crush the Fang family!
His sister is only twelve years old! The Fang family are inhuman bastards, they even target such a young girl!!!
How dare they?!
How could they be paired up like that?!
“I don’t have time.” Zheng Ruqian refused almost without thinking. “Young Master Fang, please just tell me what you need. My sister is still young.”
Fang Yuan finally turned his head and smiled disdainfully, "You think you can represent the Jiang family?"
He stole Zheng Ruqian's lychee profits and knew that Zheng Ruqian had some money, but the pride unique to aristocratic families made him despise Zheng Ruqian from the bottom of his heart.
In particular, Zheng Ruqian really does not represent the Jiang family.
But he could speak for his sister, and he... he was really angry!
"I can represent the Jiang family, I don't have time." Jiang Sheng rarely turned cold, and she adopted the demeanor of a noble lady from a high-class family.
Fang Yuan was not displeased at all; on the contrary, he admired her even more. “Miss Jiang encountered such bizarre and arduous schemes, yet she was still able to return to her true identity, which shows that you are a member of a noble family at heart.”
The people of Fengjing only knew that the Jiang family had a real and a fake legitimate daughter, but they didn't know what exactly had happened.
Even Jiang Chenghuan's death was only speculated about privately by some people, who dared not bring it to the public eye.
Fang Yuan's keen insight suggests that there are spies and informants within the Jiang family.
Jiang Sheng's expression grew increasingly cold as she considered complaining to her grandmother and getting rid of all the maids and servants in the house.
“The Jiang family is a large family. General Jiang has achieved his current status because of his service to the country and the people.” Fang Yuan continued speaking slowly and deliberately. “You come from a noble family. There is really no need for you to get involved with these people.”
This group of people must be Xu Mo, Zheng Ruqian, and others.
As expected of someone from a powerful family, they have a deep-seated contempt for ordinary people.
But he forgot that noble families were originally commoners.
The struggles of past generations and the comfortable lives they led them to forget their ancestors and lose sight of their true selves.
Their various methods and actions, besides maintaining their current extravagance, also aim to achieve a higher status and, incidentally, to forever trample the common people under their feet.
They don't want ordinary people to rise up; they just want to live on forever.
That's impossible.
Empires may rise and fall, so what are established families? New talents emerge in endless succession, and outstanding individuals will always carve out a future.
Jiang Sheng lowered her eyelashes, and when she raised them again, they were filled with disdain. "The Jiang family is different from yours; you can't compare."
Zheng Ruqian, who was standing to the side, was almost ready to applaud and cheer.
"It seems Miss Jiang is unwilling to have a brief chat with me," Fang Yuan said with a faint smile. "It's truly a pity. I only hope that Miss Jiang won't regret her decision today."
Before Jiang Sheng could get angry, he turned and left, his movements as graceful as flowing water.
Paired with a clean white dress without any subtle patterns, it has a unique charm.
Unfortunately, Jiang Sheng and his sister were so engrossed in their anger that they didn't see it at all.
"That bastard actually came to seduce you." Zheng Ruqian cursed with a grin. "Who knows if he'll come a second time? What if he hurts you for the sake of the Jiang family? No, no, I can't leave."
As he spoke, he actually pulled out fifty thousand taels of silver.
Money is rare, but my sister is more important.
If his departure from Fengjing led to his sister being targeted by Fang Yuan, he would never forgive himself.
"Second brother, you're overthinking it." Jiang Sheng said, both amused and exasperated. "In Fengjing, I still have my eldest brother, fourth brother, and fifth brother. If all else fails, I have my grandmother, second uncle, and second aunt. I also have my cousin and Xiaoyu. The Fang family wouldn't dare to harm me."
“But I…” Zheng Ruqian was still worried.
Jiang Sheng could only put her hands on her hips and pretend to be angry, "Do you think I'm that stupid? That I'd foolishly fall for all the tricks the Fang family has up their sleeves? Don't forget, your sister is someone who has lived alone for seven years."
During those seven years, she witnessed countless human sufferings and endured countless treacherous schemes.
She knows all the worldly wisdom, but she just doesn't want to be.
Children who can survive on their own are not stupid.
"Alright, alright, don't worry about these trivial things. If the Fang family really wanted to make a move, they wouldn't have let Fang Yuan alert them beforehand." Jiang Sheng pushed Zheng Ruqian, "Second brother, you can go and make money and bring the mutton back. I want to eat mutton."
I tried my best to persuade them and made countless guarantees.
Zheng Ruqian was relieved and left reluctantly.
Before that, he repeatedly instructed his eldest and fourth brothers, and sternly ordered Jiang San and Jiang Si to set off for Shangjun.
However, the Fang family remained quiet, as if that day was just a whim of Fang Yuan's.
Time passed slowly but surely, and all the man-made obstacles disappeared, making life unbelievably smooth.
Even the imperial examination, which Chang Yan had repeatedly emphasized, had stalled.
Having mastered his skills, Wen Zhiyun began to explore treatments for serious illnesses.
Xu Mo thrived, and the name of Young Master Qingzhu became widely known.
As the year drew to a close, Zheng Ruqian had not yet returned from Shangjun. The imperial examination cheating case, which had been suppressed for half a year, seemed to have found an outlet, or perhaps it was deliberately controlled, and finally aroused heated discussions among the students.
The debate raged on about whether Fang Yuan or Xu Mo was the one who cheated.
At the same time, a sedan chair that had come from Anshui County stopped in front of the Fang family's house.
A long-absent pale yellow figure slowly emerged.
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