Chapter 352: Pocket Money? Does it mean she can spend it as she pleases?
Ji Ziming dragged his tired body back to the yard.
But the yard was empty, without a trace of warmth.
He frowned and asked the servant beside him, "Tell me, what's so good about Ji Chenchuan? Apart from having a good-looking face, how can he compare to me?"
"But why do so many people like him? And that Lin Qingjun, is she blind? She actually married him and let him get married earlier than me?"
Just now he saw the three of them talking and laughing, full of warmth and affection.
But what about him here? There was no one to even ask about his warmth or food. His parents only had money and power. He was beaten into a pig's head by Ji Chenchuan, but he just came to visit for a while and then left again, leaving him lying cold and alone in the bed.
The servants around him were trembling with fear. This was not a question that a servant like them could answer.
Ji Ziming clenched his fingers and his eyes became vicious again.
"He wants to get it, so I won't let him get what he wants. Since I can't touch him, I'll start with the people around him."
"By the way, how is Ji Ziran being treated? Is he in pain?"
The servant immediately reported back, "Third Young Master, we just received news that he seems to have been beaten by the Crown Prince's Consort."
Ji Ziming was shocked, "What's going on?"
The servant told everyone about the dispute over the book one by one, and finally said.
"The Crown Prince's Consort was too harsh. She said she would slap him a hundred times. The man was just a weak scholar, how could he withstand it? He fainted after twenty slaps. But that wasn't the end of it. The Crown Prince's Consort said that the remaining eighty slaps would be given twenty times a day."
Tsk tsk tsk, this woman is so ruthless. Qingshan is a martial artist, she can knock out a person's tooth with just one hit, let alone twenty hits.
And he was beaten twenty times a day. How could that scholar be alive?
If Lin Qingjun knew what he was thinking, she would probably laugh. They were the ones who plotted against her first, yet they were blaming her for being too harsh? Don't be too funny.
Ji Ziming shouted angrily, "Useless, all useless, can't even handle the smallest task. But luckily, he still has our people by his side, otherwise, how can you let me do it?"
"And that Lin Qingjun, just be a good Crown Prince Consort. Why are you meddling in so many other people's business?"
Ji Ziming thought of something, a sharp look flashed in his eyes, and he whispered a few words to the servant.
"Go ahead and do it. Tell the Madam that this time she will be humiliated."
The servant took the order and left.
Ji Ziming sneered. He could still deal with a woman.
The next day.
Lin Qingjun actually slept until three in the morning.
She sat on the bed, her mind in a daze for a long time. She grabbed Xiaotao's hand who was combing her hair.
"Xiao Tao, you know me. I never sleep in, especially at this time. But, why did I sleep so long?"
When something is abnormal, there must be something wrong. Was she poisoned?
Xiao Tao smiled, "Princess, you think too much. It would be better if you could sleep longer. Don't mention the past. You didn't sleep at three in the morning and you had to get up at five in the morning. It's only been two hours. Look how thin you have become. Now is the best."
Xie Yang also smiled, "That's right, and this is Linyuan Pavilion, it's impregnable, Ji Wu's hands can't get in, you haven't been poisoned."
Xiao Tao also said, "Yes, and everything yesterday was personally handled by the prince. He was the first to eat every dish and every sip of tea."
This is equivalent to testing for poison. The prince is fine, so how could she be in trouble?
Xiaotao and Xiayang were originally blaming the prince for not showing up in time yesterday, but now, they are very satisfied with his actions.
Lin Qingjun's mouth twitched. These two girls changed so quickly.
"By the way, Prince..."
She originally wanted to ask where Ji Chenchuan had gone, but then Qingshan's voice came from outside the door.
"Princess, today is the 18th day of the lunar year. The Crown Prince has gone out to the Xiangguo Temple to pray for blessings. He said that if you feel bored, you can go out for a walk. Here is the pocket money he gave you when you go out."
After saying that, Qingshan brought the box up.
Xiangguo Temple is the place Ji Chenchuan must go every month, and it is on the 18th day. However, no one knows where he went, not even Mrs. Ji.
However, Lin Qingjun seemed to know that when she was about to fall asleep yesterday, Ji Chenchuan vaguely whispered a few words in her ear...
Lin Qingjun opened the box and was immediately shocked by the dazzling golden beans inside.
"You, what did you say? This is for me, pocket money?"
Also, what is pocket money? Does it mean she can spend it as she pleases?
But isn't that too much? Whose pocket money is that much? Or is this the standard for pocket money?
Qingshan said, "Yes, that's what the prince said. He said, you can buy whatever you want. If it's not enough, let me get more."
Lin Qingjun laughed and said, "Enough, this is more than enough. It's more than the ten thousand taels that Concubine Ning gave yesterday."
No wonder she stretched out a finger and wanted one thousand taels, but Ji Chenchuan blurted out ten thousand taels. It turned out that in his eyes, one thousand taels was really not worth much.
"Xiao Tao, Xiyang, tell me, am I happy?"
She married a rich...husband?
Yes, it’s husband. In private, Ji Chenchuan asked her to call him that.
Xiao Tao nodded with a twinkling look in her eyes. "Of course it counts, of course it counts. Money makes you the boss."
Lin Qingjun accepted the box full of gold. Okay, since it was pocket money given to her by her husband, she would use it.
What's more, she was just about to go out and see the house.
Ji Chenchuan was right, a house is hard currency, and she hopes her aunt can eat well and live well. Although there are disgusting and vicious people in Shangjing, there are also kind people like the owner of Qianzi Pavilion.
After packing up, he prepared to leave the house.
"stop."
A loud shout suddenly rang out, and Ji Wu came over with the housekeepers, maids and old women, with ill intentions.
Lin Qingjun frowned, it was really a bummer.
She stepped forward and bowed softly, "Greetings, Auntie. What's wrong with you? Are you going out with these maids? That's great. I want to go out too. Why don't we go together?"
Ji Wu frowned, "Going out? How can I have the time to go out? There are so many things to do inside and outside the mansion."
When Ji Wu said this, she couldn't help but look at the person in front of her.
Today she was wearing a soft yellow smoke-like long skirt that dragged on the ground. Her slender waist was tied with a belt of the same color. There was also a simple soft white magnolia purse on her waist. She looked clean and refreshed.
She gritted her teeth. She worked so hard to take care of the household chores, but here she was, going out shopping in a clean outfit?
Why?
She chuckled, "Qingjun, it's been four days since you married into the Marquis of Wu'an's mansion. It's time to take over the affairs of the mansion."
"Look, I, your aunt, have thoughtfully brought the maidservant in charge here for you. Today, I'll let you take care of the chores."
"What are you still doing standing there? Why don't you come over and pay your respects to the Crown Prince's Consort? Who knows, the Crown Prince's Consort might be the one in charge of the Marquis of Wu'an's Mansion in the future. You better be alert."
As the Crown Prince's Consort, taking over the general affairs of the mansion should have been a happy event. It meant that she could be in power, especially the power of the Marquis of Wu'an's Mansion, which was even more rare.
Xiaotao and Xieyang couldn't help but be surprised when they heard this. They were still worrying about how to seize this power, but they didn't expect that Ji Wu would personally hand it to them?
Lin Qingjun glanced at the crowd and knew what was going on at a glance.
"Aunt, you're such a jokester! I've only been in the mansion for three days, and you're already letting me take charge? Someone who doesn't know me would think I'm such a greedy new bride."
She waved.
"Aunt, you should take them back. You still have to take charge of the affairs of the mansion."
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