Chapter 79 Cunning
As Shen Yuanzhu removed the hairpin from her hair, she casually replied, "Then I'll bear the pain."
He feels sorry for her, but what can she do?
Ling'er said anxiously, "What if the young master feels sorry for Mianhe and listens to her slander, causing a rift between you and Miss?"
Shen Yuanzhu paused, her hand holding the velvet flower, and thought for a moment: "Then it depends on Xie Qi how he deals with that batch of faded red silk."
"If he does indeed have business acumen, I will naturally give him some face."
"Since that's the case, why not avoid cotton lotus?"
"My mind isn't on Qianxiang Courtyard anyway. With you all here, not even a maid can cause any trouble."
Ling'er said, "What if the young master doesn't have a solution?"
Shen Yuanzhu winked at Ling'er but didn't say anything.
Having followed her young mistress for so long, Ling'er felt that her question was superfluous.
If the son-in-law is of little use to the young lady, then he is probably no different from Ye Yunyi and Shen Yuanqiong.
If the other party behaves themselves, all will be well; if they do not, their young lady has ways to deal with it.
Ling'er thought about it and felt relieved.
However, Mr. Luo shook his head in disagreement.
She stepped forward to help Shen Yuanzhu take off her hair, saying as she did so, "Although Mianhe and the young master still have some past feelings for each other, Miss is his wife."
"This old servant thinks the young master is a decent person. If he doesn't change in the future, this old servant thinks that the young lady can also cultivate some marital affection with him."
Her young lady can't spend her whole life obsessed with money, can she?
"The bond between husband and wife..."
Shen Yuanzhu stared at her reflection in the bronze mirror, somewhat lost in thought.
Speaking of marital affection, her parents were a worldly couple with a deep bond.
But so what?
Her mother suffered a difficult childbirth, which damaged her health, causing her body to collapse downwards.
She was not even a year old when Shen Yuanqiong was born.
After she was born, her mother was in poor health, but that man carried Shen Yuanqiong to her mother's side every day.
Shen Yuanzhu still remembered that when she was four or five years old and could barely remember anything, that woman took Shen Yuanqiong to her mother and boasted, recounting her affair with her father the previous night, word by word.
Or today, he would hold Shen Yuanqiong in his arms and go to her mother to tell her what her father had given them.
Or perhaps tomorrow, when you go to your mother, you will tell her how clever, resourceful, well-read, and polite Shen Yanhuai is, thus hurting her feelings.
The father favored his only son and naturally doted on his birth mother, making that woman forget who took pity on her when she was begging on the street, brought her home, gave her food, and sheltered her to survive.
Whether it's the affection between husband and wife or the gratitude for doing a favor.
And then there's all this talk about childhood sweethearts, childhood engagements...
In the end, they all come down to the saying that human relationships are as fragile as paper...
Shen Yuanzhu shook her head and muttered, "Zhang Zhangbo..."
Love and hate are useless; the most useful thing is the money you hold in your hand.
If her mother hadn't been in charge of the Shen family's business, how could she have forced such an arrogant person to end his own life overnight with just a few words?
If she didn't have the "Shen Family Dyeing Manual," the enormous dowry left by her mother, and the Xiecui Workshop, how could she be so carefree?
Recalling the past, Shen Yuanzhu felt a pang of panic and hurriedly called out to Ling'er, "Quickly bring me my abacus, your young lady wants to settle accounts!"
Seeing her mischievous appearance, Mrs. Luo shook her head indulgently and sighed.
Her daughter is still young, so it's normal that she doesn't understand the feelings between men and women.
As they spend more time together as they get along, they're bound to develop feelings for each other.
Thinking of this, Luo stopped trying to persuade her and prepared the bathing supplies, taking them into the bathhouse.
Where is my abacus?
"What abacus does the young lady need for a bath?"
Shen Yuanzhu shook her head: "If I don't use the abacus for a day, I feel very anxious."
Ling'er had no choice but to fetch the abacus for her.
Xie Qi was unaware of Shen Yuanzhu's thoughts; he had just arrived at Jixia Manor.
Yun Zheng was holed up in the accounting room eating sunflower seeds, making a loud crunching noise, and didn't even hear Xie Qi lifting the beaded curtain to come in.
It wasn't until Xie Qi tapped the table twice that he turned around with a surprised look.
"On the second day of your wedding, instead of being affectionate with your wife at home, what are you doing at the shop?"
He put down the sunflower seeds and stood up.
Xie Qi said, "There are some things that need to be taken care of."
"You're avoiding your new wife on the second day of your marriage? What, is your wife ugly?"
Xie Qi glanced at him sideways and said, "Extremely beautiful."
"Then what are you doing at the shop? Bringing in some goods?"
As he spoke, Yun Zheng pulled out an account book with a beaming smile: "Our robbery of that batch of goods from Xiecui Workshop was truly the right decision. Do you know how much silver we made from that batch of goods?"
Yun Zheng stretched out a hand and waved it in front of Xie Qi's eyes: "That's equivalent to several years of our revenue."
Xie Qi raised an eyebrow, took the ledger and flipped through it: "The owner of this Xie Cui Fang is a connoisseur."
Compared to Xiecui Fang, his Jixia Manor was rather simple. Jixia Manor had only been open for a short time and was just an ordinary small shop in Suzhou Prefecture.
If it weren't for Yuan Xu's connection, I'd probably only be able to sell clothes and fabrics now.
"Yes, Xiecuifang is a shop that has only been open for a few years, but the owner behind it must be an expert."
The Xie family offered Xie Qi no assistance whatsoever, and Yun Zheng knew that it was already quite an achievement for him to be able to support Jixia Manor.
After saying that, Yun Zheng added, "With this batch of goods and the silver we robbed, our lives will finally get better."
Xie Qi hummed in agreement: "How's the exchange of cotton cloth from Xiecui Workshop going?"
"He had a batch in his shop, but he also bought a batch from the city, so he probably lost a lot of money. Moreover, recently, the rumors about Xiecuifang buying Songjiang shrouds have been rampant, which has also affected the shop."
"If it weren't for the pure colors and excellent quality of the dyed fabrics from Xiecuifang, we would have suffered a significant blow this time."
Xie Qi said, "I will handle the rumors."
"Of course, you have to do what you're paid to do."
Xie Qi snorted: "Xie Cui Fang is still useful. If it weren't for the need for its recommendation in the Dyeing Competition, why would I bother with this matter anymore?"
"And if I back down now, how can I convince Xiecuifang that I have the new Admiral of Textiles as my backer?"
Yun Zheng clicked his tongue and cursed, "You old cunning fox."
"Let's not let it know that Yuan Xu is in charge of Jixia Manor. How could Xiecui Workshop willingly send me to the Dyeing Competition? So this problem should be solved."
Yun Zheng picked up the sunflower seeds on the table and played with them in his hand: "Aren't you afraid of getting burned? You first take someone else's food, and then someone recommends you to others."
"Be careful, the person behind Xiecuifang might turn around and trick you, causing you to suffer in secret, miss the opportunity, and be unable to enter the Dyeing Competition."
Xie Qi smiled faintly: "That's alright. Even if we can't get into Jixia Manor, isn't Xiecui Fang still the champion of the last year?"
Yun Zheng asked in surprise, "You want to take over Xiecuifang?"
Xie Qi pointed his index finger at the ledger on the table: "Otherwise, do you think I'd be satisfied with just this little bit of food?"
"But this Cui Cui Fang must have someone behind it, right? Judging from their dyeing skills, they're definitely not a new shop or a novice..."
"It doesn't matter who it is."
Xie Qi turned his head and tapped his forehead: "I don't have anything on my back, do I?"
In terms of business acumen, he wouldn't claim to be unparalleled, but he does secretly harm others and take advantage of their misfortunes...
He's very skilled at it.
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