Chapter 239 Giving Too Much
Zhao Qingwan was very angry and was throwing a tantrum in the house. When Zhao Qinghui heard about it, he hurried over to see her.
Zhao Qingwan saw that Zhao Qinghui had calmed down.
Zhao Qinghui sighed and said, "You know Cheng Xiao's temper. You should have known this would happen when you returned the jade pendant. Why bother now?"
Zhao Qingwan's eyes reddened: "But brother, I'm not willing to give up."
She really liked Yan Xing. Who wouldn't like Yan Xing? That flamboyant and dazzling boy was the brightest memory of her childhood.
Zhao Qinghui said, "No matter how unwilling you are, there's nothing you can do. The die is cast. How could the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion allow a widow to become the Crown Prince's consort?"
Zhao Qingwan's face turned pale, and she looked at Zhao Qinghui with tears in her eyes: "Brother... please help me."
Looking at his sister's red eyes, Zhao Qinghui couldn't bear to refuse her.
Zhao Qinghui hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I'll go help you."
What could she do? He was her brother, if he didn't help her, who would?
Moreover, Zhao Qingwan had married into the Liang family to pave the way for her brother. If he wasn't incompetent, how could he let Zhao Qingwan marry such a sickly man? Her husband died within three years of their marriage.
After all, he was the one who delayed her.
What Zhao Qinghui did was to take the blame for Zhao Qingwan. He knew that Yan Xing would ignore him, so he deliberately went to see the prince in a tactful way.
The prince was now collecting food and fodder, so Zhao Qinghui donated another batch of food and fodder, just asking for a chance to meet Yan Xing.
In order to obtain food and fodder, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince sold Yanxing without hesitation.
However, the prince did not hide it from Yan Xing. He went directly to Yan Xing and told him that Zhao Qinghui wanted to see him.
"I know you don't want to see them. The Zhao family was wronged by you back then. But there's nothing we can do now," His Royal Highness the Crown Prince said shamelessly, "What they gave was too much. Ten thousand dan of grain!"
Yan Xing raised his eyebrows: "I am worth so much money?" He suddenly thought of something and chuckled.
After all, he was wrong in doing this, and the prince felt a little uncomfortable: "What are you laughing at? If you really don't want to, I will refuse him."
In the past, His Royal Highness would never agree to such a thing. It was simply an insult to his dignity. What did he think of his cousin? This was an insult!
However, during this period of collecting food and fodder, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince realized the embarrassment of a hero being unable to make ends meet, and he had to step down from the altar.
Yan Xing smiled and said, "No need. I was just thinking that if Chen Yang knew, he would be upset. Why didn't anyone send him food?" He complained with a hint of resentment, "If he knew, he would have agreed long ago. Even if I didn't want to, he would have tied me up and exchanged me for food."
The prince: “…” What can I say? The good seedlings that were growing well in our own area were suddenly disturbed by the weeds from outside.
But he couldn't pull it back no matter what he did. The good seedlings continued to grow wildly and insisted on climbing up the wall along with the weeds.
The prince was so disappointed: "How could he treat you like this? What does he think of you?"
Yan Xing said as if it was a matter of course, "Ten thousand dan of grain can save countless lives. If I can get this much grain by having a meal with me, why wouldn't I want it?"
And I do it willingly.
His Royal Highness the Crown Prince had a blank expression on his face, and the guilt in his heart instantly dissipated. He immediately set about arranging a dinner.
Yan Xing went back and told Lu Chenyang about this matter, and Lu Chenyang's reaction was exactly the same as Yan Xing had guessed.
Lu Chenyang's eyes were red with jealousy. "Why can't I get such a good thing?" He stared at Yan Xing fiercely. "Tell me, if I don't let you go, and then tell Zhao Qinghui to give me the food, will he do it?"
Yan Xing didn't expect that there would be a gangster robbing another gangster, and he couldn't help laughing out loud.
He said in a scolding tone, "Sir Lu, please be mindful of your status. You are, after all, a high-ranking official in a certain area!"
Lu Chenyang sighed lightly. Who said it wasn't true? He still had his dignity.
Lu Chenyang looked at Yan Xing curiously: "But Zhao Qinghui spent so much money to have dinner with you, is it because of his sister?"
Meeting his clear and bright eyes, Yan Xing felt inexplicably nervous.
Yan Xing immediately said, "That's not the case. Considering Zhao Qinghui's personality, he must have seen that I'm in a powerful position, so he wants to repair the relationship. The Zhao family has always been powerful and knows how to handle current affairs. They offended me before, so naturally they want to clear the rift now."
When he mentioned the Zhao family, his tone was calm, without a trace of resentment.
However, Lu Chenyang still remembered Zhao Qinghui's arrogant attitude towards Yan Xing when they were outside the city.
It is indeed human nature to weigh the pros and cons and seek good fortune and avoid danger, but what the Zhao family did is indeed despicable.
If things hadn't gotten so ugly back then, even if the Zhao family had stood by and watched, Yan Xing would have been disappointed, but he wouldn't have severed all ties with the Zhao family.
Soon the appointed day arrived, and Zhao Qinghui arrived at the restaurant's private room early in the morning. Yan Xing didn't hesitate and arrived on time as agreed.
Yan Xing has a clear understanding of his own position. He is paid to do his job and cannot keep his "financial sponsor" waiting for too long.
When Yan Xing walked into the private room, Zhao Qinghui immediately stood up with a guilty look on his face.
Yan Xing sighed lightly and suddenly felt a little bored.
"Thank you..." Zhao Qinghui opened his mouth and finally called out, "Greetings, Your Highness."
In the past, the two of them always addressed each other by their names. The Zhao family's status was naturally not as high as that of the Duke's Mansion, but Yan Xing never looked down on him because of his status.
They grew up together, and Yan Xing really regarded him as a brother, treating him the same as the second prince.
Yan Xing's expression was very calm. He said, "Mr. Zhao, there's no need to be so polite. Don't you want to eat? Just take a seat first."
After he finished speaking, he took the lead and sat down in the chair, his posture very relaxed.
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