Chapter 164 In Yunzhou City, the Rong Family Doesn’t Have the Final Say
Rongzhi hesitated for a moment, feeling that Fu Xuanheng's eyes were too sharp.
But looking at their clothes, he instantly disdained his fleeting thought. He snorted coldly, his lower eyelids twitching as he glanced towards Fu Xuanheng.
"It's a calculation you'll never forget."
Fu Xuanheng was not frightened by his words, but just calmly put his hand on the handle of the wheelchair.
"I'm looking forward to it. However, I'm afraid you don't have the ability. The Rong family still has a young master who is bedridden. I think he and you two are not compatible."
Before he finished speaking.
Rongzhi's face darkened. He said sternly:
"Who are you? What does my Rong family's affairs have to do with you?"
Fu Xuanheng smiled without saying anything, just gently brushed the cloak on his legs.
The painting wrapped around the purple ginseng rolled down.
Shen Yunyue picked it up quickly and blew on the purple ginseng gently.
She glared at Fu Xuanheng angrily and said, "You are so clumsy. If it breaks, I wonder how you can buy me some jewelry."
As he spoke, he unfolded the painting in his hand.
The people watching around let out a low cry.
"Ninth-grade purple ginseng?"
"Is this a painting by Mr. Mushan?"
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There was a hint of ambiguity in the way they looked at Shen Yunyue and the others.
He Luxue clutched the handkerchief, but she didn't expect Shen Yunyue to easily dispel it. She didn't believe that the painting and the purple ginseng would come out so easily.
"Shen Yunyue, you should listen to Master Rong and apologize. We need to ask a doctor for the medicine for our cousin."
Everyone's eyes fell on the purple ginseng in Shen Yunyue's hand like hungry wolves.
She did not miss everyone's gaze and casually put the purple ginseng into Fu Xuanheng's arms.
"If you can't do this little thing well, you'll go home and starve."
Fu Xuanheng obediently put the purple ginseng into his cloak and said, "Okay. I'll listen to you."
"Master Yun, please help me."
Shen Yunyue pointed at the painting.
Yunhe came to his senses and hurried to help Shen Yunyue roll up the painting. He carefully compared the seal and the inscription, and silently thought to himself: This is indeed a masterpiece of Mr. Mushan.
"This painting is a masterpiece left by Mr. Mushan in his later years."
"It is a great blessing in life to be able to glimpse Mr. Mushan's calligraphy in his later years."
Rongzhi glared at Shen Yunyue and the other person in annoyance.
"Where did you two steal these things? How could you have such treasures in coarse clothes?"
When the onlookers heard this, they thought, isn’t that right?
How many wealthy nobles are proud to collect Mr. Mushan’s calligraphy? How did these two country folk get it?
Fu Xuanheng snorted coldly: "Just because you can't get it doesn't mean others don't have it.
My father was kind enough to give Mr. Mushan a meal in his early years."
Fu Xuanheng didn't say anything more.
He Luxue believed it, because the deposed prince's reputation was higher than that of the emperor.
Many people in the world treat him with great courtesy.
One of them had stars in his eyes and asked, "Sir, how much is the purple ginseng?"
"How much are Mr. Mushan's paintings for?"
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Eiji:…….
He Luxue: .... The stunning moment she wanted was gone without a sound.
Shen Yunyue gave Yun Hefu a half bow and said, "Master Yun, can we go to your silver shop?"
Yun He came back to his senses and said, "Of course you can."
When Rongzhi heard this, he immediately said, "No."
Yun He sneered, "Rong Zhi. Do you really want them to pay compensation? We all have eyes. It was clearly that maid who smashed your counter and smashed your things. Why don't you ask the troublemaker for compensation and bully a young couple?"
The maid who finally got up said: .... Trembling, I can't afford to pay, I can't afford to pay.
The woman in bright blue clothes glanced at He Luxue with sourness in her eyes.
I cursed He Luxue to death in my heart.
Useless thing.
Those watching looked at Eiji with the same disapproval.
"Master Yun is right. Go find whoever you need to talk to. There's no need to delay our conversation here."
"Young Master, I'll push you over."
"I'll follow you and see who dares to stop you. In Yunzhou City, the Rong family doesn't have the final say."
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Several men in brocade robes spoke up for justice.
Fu Xuanheng immediately clasped his fists and said, "Thank you for your help, brave men. My wife likes to grow medicinal herbs. We will exchange the herbs we pick for some silver and jewelry."
When everyone looked at Shen Yunyue again, stars suddenly appeared in their eyes.
"Growing medicinal herbs? What are you growing? Honeysuckle? Asarum? Or Anemarrhena...
My grandparents specialize in medicinal herbs. If the quality is acceptable, I'll introduce them to you. I'll definitely not let you suffer a loss at the price."
Shen Yunyue glanced over indifferently.
"None of these. I like to challenge difficult things." She looked at the man behind her calmly. The man exuded a light herbal fragrance.
You can tell at first glance that he is a master.
He seemed very interested in the purple ginseng in Fu Xuanheng's arms.
"So what are you growing?"
There were also other people who were curious. There were many families in Yunzhou City who made medicinal herbs.
Yunzhou City is known as the world's medicine city.
Medicinal materials from various countries are gathered here for transit, and Menghezhou is also a place where miraculous doctors are born.
"For example, the Thousand-Year-Old Meat Buddha, Jianzhi, and Lettuce..." Shen Yunyue looked elsewhere, but her eyes always glanced at the man wearing the blue sea pine tea-colored brocade with twined branches.
With every word he spoke, his face, as still as a lake, relaxed a little.
There were exclamations all around.
"These things have very high requirements for climate and soil." Some people don't believe it.
Shen Yunyue has a space, which is shrouded in a layer of light spiritual energy. For these herbs, it is like absorbing the essence of heaven and earth day and night.
"Yeah. If it were that easy, then my purple ginseng would be like the water radish in the farmer's vegetable garden."
Shen Yunyue doesn't need others to believe her.
Yun He chuckled and lowered his head slightly to look at Fu Xuanheng. "Young Master, would you like to come to my silver shop for a chat?"
"Excuse me."
"It's my honor." Yunhe saw Rongzhi's sinister and constipated look.
He felt strangely happy, and couldn't suppress the smile on his face. "Please come this way, both of you."
As Shen Yunyue and the others left.
The guests of Rong Yinlou also left.
"Hey, Mr. Chen. Let's go to the private room on the second floor to continue choosing jewelry." The fat shopkeeper hurriedly greeted the guests next to him.
The man glanced at him indifferently and said, "It's getting late. Come back another day."
"But isn't the old lady's birthday the day after tomorrow?"
"There's no need to rush." Master Shen raised his foot and followed the crowd.
"Master Zhang."
"Don't shout, I'm going to go over and see what's going on."
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After more and more conversations like this, the expression on Rongzhi's face became more and more sinister.
He had never suffered a loss before, so how could he fall into the hands of such a person? Rongzhi stroked his chin, his eyes pierced with poison, looking out the door.
Said with hatred:
"Don't worry about these people. After going to the Yun Family Silver House, don't come to my Rong Silver House again."
He was confident in saying this, as the jewelry masters of Rong Yinlou were hired from several neighboring countries at a high price.
The style and craftsmanship are second to none.
"Please remember these people and do not accept them in Rongyinlou anymore."
The fat shopkeeper moved his lips, feeling that Rongzhi had gone a little too far.
"Young Master, there are several well-known figures in there who are from Yunzhou City." The fat shopkeeper wiped the sweat from his face. What was wrong?
"Humph. How could my Rong family be afraid of these ignorant people? Besides my Rong Silver Shop, do other silver shops have the ability to compete with my Rong family?"
Eiji wasn't worried.
What he wanted was to let these people know the consequences of going against the Rong family.
The finest jewellery is no longer available to these people.
"Master Rong, my maidservant truly didn't mean to do that. It's all that damn bitch's fault." The woman in the bright blue dress turned to look at He Luxue with a ferocious expression. "You're their cousin, so you should be the one to pay the compensation."
He Luxue rolled her eyes speechlessly.
"If you have a mental illness, go find a doctor and get some medicine."
After saying that, He Luxue walked outside.
"You can't leave."
The person in bright blue clothes stepped forward and tried to pull He Luxue.
He Luxue's physical strength has increased a lot since her exile. She brushed her aside and quickly stepped over the threshold.
But he fell into an embrace.
Rong Mu had just come back from outside and saw people pointing and talking next door. He walked while looking towards the next door.
I never thought that there would be a hint of fragrance in my arms.
He subconsciously reached out to support He Luxue, but his expression was slightly displeased. He thought someone had deliberately run into him again, hoping to gain entry to his Rong Mansion.
"Don't you have eyes when you walk?"
He Luxue quickly steadied herself and gave him a half-bow. "I'm truly sorry, sir. I didn't mean to offend you."
"Don't go. You must pay every penny of compensation, or go and call your cousin back." The woman in bright blue clothes broke free and rushed over again.
He Luxue didn't want to get entangled with her.
Where would she get the money to compensate Rong Yinlou? She was secretly regretting her meddling in other people's business.
He kept a record of Shen Yunyue in his heart.
If it weren't for her.
Why should I be entangled with a crazy woman?
He Luxue raised her head and walked to the side, but was pulled back by a bright-skinned woman.
Rong Mu frowned and was about to explode.
Deep down in my heart, I couldn't help but tremble a few times.
This woman?
Isn’t she just the woman I glanced at briefly on the carriage entering the city?
He quickly pulled He Luxue over and looked at the bright-colored woman with displeasure. "Who is so presumptuous on the territory of my Rong Silver House?"
He Luxue was delighted, it seemed that he was her savior.
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