232, Farm Shop
232, Farm Shop
The next day, Zhao Lang did not come, but asked his guards to send him a box and a large box.
Looking at the large box in front of him, Lu Mingfei asked the visitor curiously, "What is this? Did Zhao Lang ask you to deliver it?"
"The master said, you will know if you open it." The guard completed his mission, bowed and retreated.
"Eh?" Lu Mingfei wanted to call the person back to find out what was going on, but he saw that the guard who came to deliver the things had already left.
"Forget it, I'll open it and take a look myself."
Finally, he had no choice but to open the small box himself. As soon as the box was opened, he saw a land deed on the top. "Land deed?"
"Could all of these be land deeds?"
With this suspicion in mind, Lu Mingfei put the box on the table, and then picked up the things inside one by one to look at them. He found that they were all filled with land deeds, including deeds to farms and deeds to shops.
He picked up a stack of deeds and slapped his palm. Glancing at the thickness, he sighed, "It's really thick! I wouldn't dare handle real money like this. Prince Ding's family business in Kyoto Prefecture is so huge?"
"Why, is Zhao Lang planning to give all the family property to him?"
With a slight smile on his lips, Lu Mingfei really no longer doubted this.
But he also knew in his heart that only the properties in Kyoto Prefecture were handed over to Zhao Lang, and the properties in Beijun must still be in the hands of Prince Ding.
Compared to the huge Beijun, the family business in Kyoto Prefecture is really not that much.
When Prince Ding handed over the property in Kyoto Prefecture to his legitimate son, wasn't it meant to compensate and appease his legitimate son?
If Zhao Lang had refused to remain a hostage in Jingdu Prefecture for all these years, Prince Ding and his people would not have been able to live a peaceful life in Beijun. The emperor and the court would have found a reason to punish him long ago. The best excuse would naturally be that Zhao Lang, the crown prince of Prince Ding, had disobeyed the emperor's orders. A lesser claim could be that Prince Ding was a poor parent, while a more serious one could be that Prince Ding harbored rebellious intentions. The former would only result in a minor punishment, while the latter would mean the death of Prince Ding and everyone in his palace.
The other vassal kings and hostages all faced the same problems and choices.
So, Zhao Lang and those princes who came to Kyoto Prefecture as hostages were willing to stay in Kyoto Prefecture as hostages all these years, wasn't it because of their families?
In order to make these sons serve as hostages in Kyoto Prefecture, the other feudal lords must have compensated their sons.
Lu Mingfei didn't know what kind of life the other hostages had led in Kyoto Prefecture, but he knew how Zhao Lang had lived these years. He believed that if he had a choice, Zhao Lang would definitely prefer to stay in Beijun rather than being a caged bird here, locked in this small cage, unable to fly and without freedom.
He knew that these farms and shops were nothing more than material possessions to Zhao Lang, and that he did not place much value on them.
Recovering from his wandering thoughts, Lu Mingfei looked at the large box on the ground. "This box contains the title deed. What else does this large box contain?"
"Could it be...silver in here?" What's going on with this crazy heartbeat?
Even if Lu Mingfei didn't love money, if this big box was full of silver, he felt that if he didn't become an official in the future, it would be fine for him to follow the young master and be a good wife to him.
There's nothing I can do about it, he's just such a money-loving and superficial person.
However, the smile on his face only lasted until he opened the box. When he saw that the box did not contain any banknotes but a box full of account books, the smile on Lu Mingfei's face froze.
***
"Ah—choo—"
At the same time, Zhao Lang, who was sleeping in the attic of the Imperial College Library, sneezed violently. He rubbed his nose with his hand, and thought of Lu Jieyuan's look when he received the gift he had someone send. The corners of his mouth curled up and he smiled, "Could it be that someone misses me?" He felt that it must be the case!
But he remembered that he had promised Lu Jieyuan yesterday not to disturb him from studying, so he thought he should be patient and wait... tomorrow night he would go to Lu Jieyuan and tell him about his lovesickness!
I don't know if Lu Jieyuan was happy or not when he received the things he had sent.
He must be happy! Zhao Lang reached out and touched his chin, and the corners of his mouth curved upwards a little more.
When he heard footsteps coming, he immediately put away the smile on his face, covered his face with the book, closed his eyes and continued to pretend to sleep.
The guard at the stairs reached out to stop the person.
Prince Qi used the fan in his hand to separate the hands blocking his way, "I will go to talk to your master, and I won't do anything to him."
"Move aside, move aside. Stop blocking the way and preventing me from seeing your master."
"..." The guards also knew that Prince Qi had a good relationship with their master, and knew that Prince Qi would not do anything to their master. They also knew that if he did not give way, Prince Qi would have many ways to get in and find their master, so they had to stand aside and make way for Prince Qi to go up.
Zhao Lang, who was lying in the attic pretending to be asleep, heard footsteps getting closer and closer, and realized that the guards at the stairs had failed to stop Qi Jun.
A bunch of useless things!
After returning, he will definitely teach these people a lesson!
Until footsteps came to his side and a foot reached out to kick him.
"Get up, I know you are awake." Qi Jun knew this man very well. He knew that Zhao Lang had already noticed his coming, but he was still pretending to be asleep.
Just as Qi Jun's foot was about to touch him, Zhao Lang had already opened the book covering his face and raised his foot to block Qi Jun's kick. He glared at the man with a sharp look and asked, "Do you know that disturbing someone's sleep is a very immoral thing to do?"
"As long as I have no morals, no one can use morality to blackmail me."
Qi Jun scoffed and threw one of the wine jars in his hand to Zhao Lang. He walked over to Zhao Lang and sat down, still holding the remaining wine jar in his hand. He shook the jar and said to Zhao Lang, "Have a drink with me."
"You call this one cup?" Zhao Lang raised the wine jar in his hand to show Qi Jun.
"Just tell me, are you going to drink or not?" Qi Jun glared at the man who was hesitant about drinking.
"...Drink." Zhao Lang opened the mouth of the wine jar, picked up the jar, tilted his head back and took a sip of wine.
After drinking, he looked at the person holding the wine jar and asked Prince Qi, "Why, you come to drink with me, but you don't want to drink yourself?"
Qi Jun turned to look at Zhao Lang, suddenly smiled, picked up the jar of wine in his hand and the jar of wine in Zhao Lang's hand, raised his head and took a big sip.
"Cough cough..." He drank too fast and choked.
However, Zhao Lang just watched Prince Qi coughing and didn't even hand him a handkerchief.
Qi Jun raised his hand and wiped the corner of his mouth. After he calmed down a little, he looked at his friend who was sitting beside him drinking silently, "Why didn't you go out today? Why did you come back here?"
"Haven't I always been here?" Zhao Lang raised his eyes slightly and looked at Qi Jun.
Qi Jun curled his lips, obviously not believing what Zhao Lang said, but he did not expose Zhao Lang's words.
Zhao Lang noticed that Prince Qi was in a bad mood today, but he didn't ask the reason because he didn't want to know.
Qi Jun also knew what kind of person Zhao Lang was, but since he knew it, he became even angrier. He gritted his teeth and asked the man, "Why don't you ask me why I came to drink with you today?"
"I don't want to know, don't tell me." Zhao Lang refused coldly and ruthlessly.
"..." Qi Jun gritted his teeth in anger, looking at Zhao Lang with eyes that wished they could turn into a sharp blade and shoot this man to death! "If I had a knife in my hand, I would want to cut open your heart and see if you have a heart inside."
"Yes, but I won't show it to you." Zhao Lang saw Qi Jun looking at his heart, so he turned his body and didn't let Qi Jun see it. He only showed his heart to Lu Jieyuan. His heart was filled with only his Lu Jieyuan.
"..." Seeing Zhao Lang turn his back to him, Qi Jun became even angrier. He put the wine jar on the ground, stood up, and pounced on Zhao Lang, strangling his neck with both hands. "Zhao Lang, you cold-blooded and heartless fellow!"
"Hey, hey, hey, a gentleman uses his mouth, not his fists."
Zhao Lang grabbed Qi Shizi's hand and pinned him down with one move. He also pressed Qi Shizi's face, which he thought was the most handsome in the world, to the ground. He also deliberately used Qi Shizi's words just now to stab Qi Shizi, "You can say that you have no morals, but you can't say that you are a woman this time, right?"
“…” Qi Jun got even angrier!!!
He struggled twice, but found that he couldn't break free from Zhao Lang's control at all. He could only turn his head to look at Zhao Lang, glaring at him, "Let go."
"If you dare to attack me again, I can't promise to let you off so easily. No exception next time!" Zhao Lang flicked Qi Shizi's head on the back before letting go of Qi Shizi's hands.
“…” Qi Jun covered the back of his head where he was shot and lay on the ground motionless.
"Stop pretending to be dead, get up and drink." This time it was Zhao Lang's turn to kick Prince Qi.
"You! You have such a cruel heart!" Qi Jun got up from the ground, glared at Zhao Lang fiercely, picked up his wine jar and took a big sip of wine.
The two of them spent the day drinking in the attic of the library.
Zhao Lang refused to listen to Qi Jun's troubles, and Qi Jun didn't mention it to him again.
But Zhao Lang knew in his heart that Qi Jun didn't tell him about his own affairs afterwards, not because of what he said, but probably because Qi Jun didn't want to talk about his troubles with others.
He has no curiosity or interest in other people's troubles, so he doesn't care or ask.
So the two of them just had a drink. Author's words: Thank you Bole 9492239 (9492239) for your support, mua! To know more exciting content, please leave me a message on Liancheng Reading.
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