Chapter 1 The Eighteenth Concubine
"Yanyan, why do you go against the kindness of your grandparents?"
"The Huangfu family is as wealthy as a country. If you enter the Huangfu Mansion, you will have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of your life. Why don't you agree to such a good marriage?"
Xie Yanyan had been in a daze for two days. This creature called mother kept chattering like Tang Monk chanting sutras.
She finally woke up today and looked at the quaint wooden window without saying a word.
This is the capital of Former Qin, the Wuyi Marquis Mansion.
My great uncle Xie Anhuai owed 300,000 taels of silver to a gambling house. He pawned a pair of celadon vases given by the emperor to fill the hole in the gambling house. However, he had no money to redeem them, so someone reported him. Emperor Xuanwen was furious and my great uncle was imprisoned.
In consideration of the generations of loyalty of the Marquisate, the Emperor granted them a 10-day grace period. If they still failed to redeem the imperial treasures intact, they would be severely punished for disrespect.
The Marquis' Mansion had been emptied out long ago. It would be difficult to redeem it even with a grace period of ten years, let alone ten days.
Old Madam Shen decided to betroth the second daughter Xie Yanyan to the wealthy businessman Huangfu Ming as his eighteenth concubine. The other party was willing to pay money to help the Marquis's mansion redeem the celadon vase.
Xie Yanyan firmly disagreed. How could a legitimate daughter of a marquis be a concubine of a merchant?
"If this is a good match, why doesn't Xie Xiangxiang marry? Her father lost money in gambling, why should I fill the hole?"
"Xiangxiang is unparalleled in appearance and talent. She is the most talented woman in Kyoto and the hope of the Marquis's Mansion. Naturally, she cannot marry a merchant."
Xie Yanyan and Jiang Shuang cried and made a fuss, but they had no control over their marriage.
In despair, Xie Yanyan hanged herself and died. Her core was replaced by Xie Yanyan from the 22nd century with the same name.
"There's nothing wrong with Huangfu Ming except that he's a little older. If you marry him and give birth to a boy, all the family wealth will belong to you. Yanyan, your grandparents are doing this for your own good." Jiang Shuang was still nagging beside him, feeling extremely anxious.
The emperor set a limit of 10 days, and 6 days have passed.
The old lady said that Yan'er was timid and that coaxing him would make him think straight. If that didn't work, she would just kidnap him and take him to Huangfu Mansion.
Xie Yanyan sat up slowly and moved his wrist. After being hungry for two days, his body felt a little weak.
She leaned lazily on the bed, a few strands of hair covering half of her face, and said calmly, "I agree."
"What?"
"I agree."
"Ah? You finally figured it out! That's great, mother is relieved too. I'll tell your grandparents right away." Jiang Shuang felt relieved and excited, she stood up and was about to report to the old lady.
"Wait! I have two conditions: First, bring the ransom first. I want to see the silver first to prevent myself from being left with nothing. Second, write me a letter of severance, allowing me to start my own business."
"You, how could you..." Breaking off the relationship? Starting your own business? Nonsense!
"Don't agree? If you don't agree, then find someone else. If you force me again, I will burn the entire mansion down and bury it with me."
Jiang Shuang looked at Xie Yanyan and suddenly felt a little scared. She always felt that something was different.
My daughter has always been gentle and a little timid, but in front of me, her face is still the same, but it is full of indifference and impatience.
Jiang Shuang nervously went to report to the old lady.
Seeing her leave the yard, Xie Yanyan immediately put on her clothes and shoes, put on a veil, went to the stable and secretly took her father's horse, walked around the bamboo garden, and quickly went out from the back corner door.
There was a quiet street outside the door. Xie Yanyan jumped on the horse and, relying on his memory, he whipped the horse as fast as possible and galloped towards East Street.
The layout of Kyoto is that the east is rich, the west is noble, the north is poor, and the south is humble. The rich people gather in the East Street, while the West Street is basically inhabited by dignitaries.
Huangfu Mansion is easy to find. As the second-ranked merchant in the Great Qin State, Huangfu Mansion stands out from the crowd on East Street and is more luxurious than the mansions of dignitaries on West Street.
Xie Yanyan circled the Huangfu Mansion twice, dismounted, tied the horse to a tree in the west corner of the mansion, and walked around the wall of the Huangfu Mansion on foot.
If you don’t know, you might think she was studying the wall tiles of Huangfu Mansion.
After the tour, she rode out of Huangfu Mansion on horseback, bought two buns at the bun shop, and walked along the streets of Kyoto, looking for the grain shop marked by Huangfu.
The Huangfu family was a grain merchant, and their grain business spread throughout Former Qin and the surrounding small countries.
There were a total of six Huangfu grain shops in the capital of the Former Qin Dynasty, which monopolized the rice supply of the entire capital.
Xie Yanyan rode his horse from street to street, visiting one shop after another. He would not enter a shop, but would just dismount and walk around the wall.
On West Street, there are ten shops lined up along the street, and behind them is the Huangfu family rice warehouse, which has a total grain reserve of 100,000 shi of white rice and 100,000 shi of flour.
Xie Yanyan went into the store and bought 10 kilograms of rice. He asked the owner to use the toilet, then left the store carrying the bag of rice.
She did not rush home, but went to Wanghai Pavilion, the busiest restaurant in Kyoto.
We asked for a private room on the second floor facing the street, ordered a few signature dishes, a pot of tea, and sat by the window.
A pair of phoenix eyes, cold and indifferent.
Soon, the quiet street was thrown into chaos, and government officials and yamen runners rushed onto the street in groups.
Someone asked in panic: "What happened?"
"The Huangfu Mansion was robbed!"
"The Ministry of Justice and the Dali Temple have all been dispatched. My goodness, how much stuff was lost?"
After a while, someone ran into the restaurant and shouted excitedly: "This is terrible. The rice shops of the Huangfu Mansion and the Huangfu family have all been looted. Not only have the gold, silver, treasures, rice, flour, grain and oil disappeared, but even the golden nanmu door has disappeared."
"Ah, in broad daylight, who has the guts to take down the gate?"
"Oh my god, this is even more brutal than confiscating a house! Is this God's punishment?"
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Xie Yanyan took a sip of the light green tea. Hmm, this tea is good!
"Waiter, bring up all the signature dishes, in large portions."
The waiter looked at Xie Yanyan and reminded her, "Miss, you can't eat that much by yourself."
"Go ahead. Here, 500 taels." Xie Yanyan put a bag on the table with a thud.
There were no silver bills yet, so people could only carry heavy metals when going out.
500 taels of silver, half a bag, quite heavy.
The waiter's mouth twitched. He didn't know whose family this girl was from. She was young and pretty, but she had a face that was not easy to mess with, like a prickly boy.
But he is generous.
I happily responded with "Okay", and the waiter took the money with a smile on his face and went to the kitchen to place the order.
500 taels! A very nice courtyard in Kyoto only costs 500 taels. All the dishes in Wanghai Pavilion, plus some bear paws, deer antlers and tiger penis, will be enough!
There were delicious dishes, delicacies from land and sea. The waiter brought two large tables with plates of dishes piled up.
The waiter, under the instructions of the shopkeeper, gave Xie Yanyan a basket of fresh grapes that were shipped from the Western Regions at full speed.
Each grape is purple-red with a layer of white icing on it, exuding the unique sweet and sour aroma of grapes.
"The grapes are supplied exclusively to the royal family. There is only this one basket in Wanghai Pavilion, and we gave it all to the young lady." The waiter tried hard to take credit.
Xie Yanyan's eyebrows were indifferent and he didn't even raise his eyelids.
The waiter immediately felt that he was too narrow-minded, and said in a flattering manner, "Enjoy your meal," and backed out.
Xie Yanyan didn't move her chopsticks, and the cups, plates and dishes on the table disappeared in an instant. She put down two more ingots of silver as money to buy the plates.
Get up and leave the restaurant.
Just as he reached the horse post, he suddenly stumbled and barely held on to the post. His face turned pale in an instant.
[Material storage is full, the space starts the second upgrade]
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