Chapter 277: Medicine Blanket
Wenren Yuebai looked at the snow-white and tender fish meat, and glanced at Qiao Youyou with a little surprise, but saw that she was eating the dish calmly, as if she was really just helping him pick out the bones.
Wenren Yuebai lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes trembling slightly, and he gracefully put the piece of fish into his mouth.
His father was the left prime minister of the current dynasty. Although his family was not as prosperous as before, he was born in a prime minister's mansion after all. He was dressed in fine clothes and fed with delicious food. He believed that he had tasted many delicacies in the world.
But this small piece of sea bass had a sweet taste that he had never tasted before.
"Although you are open-minded, have you thought about how to deal with it?" Wenren Yuebai asked calmly, but he already had a plan in his mind.
After all, the current Minister of Revenue was a student of his father. If Qiao Youyou was really being marginalized in the Ministry of Revenue, he would go to the Minister of Revenue and ask him to take care of her. Min Yuan, a mere director of the Ministry of Finance, would never dare to target Qiao Youyou like this.
However...now that his father's power is gradually being marginalized, others are helping him only out of some past favors. If it is for himself, he will never bow his head.
This time, he admitted that he had some selfish motives.
Qiao Youyou didn't answer directly, but looked up and asked him, "Xiaobai, what is your biggest wish?"
Wenren Yuebai paused in picking up the food and subconsciously avoided Qiao Youyou's gaze.
After hesitating for a while, he said calmly: "Serving the people, it would be good if I can help some people."
After saying that, he couldn't help but look up cautiously and glanced at Qiao Youyou's expression. Seeing that she didn't have any mockery or contempt on her face, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Ever since he suffered from a leg disease when he was young, he had always been taken care of and looked after by others. He could not help with anything and could only cause trouble to others. Many things that were easy for ordinary people were as difficult as climbing to heaven for him.
Since he couldn't help the people around him, he could only study hard in order to become an official and do something for the people, so that he would not appear so useless.
Qiao Youyou nodded seriously, "You are just like Lanlan, both of you are ambitious people - but I am different."
Wenren Yuebai pursed her lips, "What do you want?"
"Maybe I'm selfish." Qiao Youyou turned her lively eyes, "I just want to do what I like and live happily for the rest of my life."
"What do you like to do?"
"Yeah, I like - making money! Hehe, does it sound tacky? You're not allowed to laugh at me!" Qiao Youyou stuck out her tongue, and when she talked about making money, her eyes immediately lit up.
Wenren Yuebai thought for a moment and asked her, "Do you want to do business?"
"No." Qiao Youyou smiled slyly, "Xiaobai, do you remember when you were in the Ministry of Revenue, you asked me what those grids and boxes I drew were? Those are actually financial models."
"Financial...model?" Wenren Yuebai looked rarely confused. He prided himself on being well-read, but he had never heard of this thing.
"Yes, let me give you a simple example. The money houses in the capital don't sell anything, but they can make money from money and earn a lot of money. In essence, they are close to the so-called 'financial behavior'. The owner of Tongyun Money House is even more amazing. He can even think of a way to make money by investing in shops."
Wenren Yuebai nodded. In recent years, the imperial court has begun to try to relax policies allowing people to do business. Many people want to do business but lack the capital. Tongyun Money House's move is not only in line with the imperial court's policy, but also seizes business opportunities.
Qiao Youyou continued: "However, I have studied the business model of that bank, and there are still many loopholes in it, and the risk of loss is very high..."
Qiao Youyou started talking about investment risks with a bright look on her face. Wenren Yuebai listened very carefully. With his high level of comprehension, he actually understood about 70% of what he heard and even asked questions from time to time.
Wenren Yuebai could feel that when talking about these things, Qiao Youyou seemed like a different person compared to when she was on duty at the Ministry of Households on weekdays, with light in her eyes.
He couldn't help wanting to touch that kind of brilliance.
It was rare for Qiao Youyou to have someone willing to listen to her like this, so she didn't care whether Wenren Yuebai could fully understand her or not, she just spoke out all her opinions, and she felt a lot more relaxed.
Wenren Yuebai also heard the yearning in her words and asked, "So, you are planning to leave the Ministry of Revenue?"
"Hmm... I haven't thought it through yet." The light in Qiao Youyou's eyes dimmed a little. After all, she was just like Zhu Lan, Xiao Wan and the others. She had worked hard for so many years to finally pass the imperial examination and become an official. If she gave up just like that, it would be a difficult decision.
And even if you want to leave, you can't leave in such a miserable way.
After they finished their dinner and walked out of the gate of Yuxiang Pavilion, Qiao Youyou asked if they wanted to send Wenren Yuebai back.
Wenren Yuebai said it was not necessary and pointed at the butler Lao Yan who had been waiting outside the door.
Old Yan walked forward quickly, bowed to Wenren Yuebai, and then looked at Qiao Youyou with some curiosity.
I have watched the young master grow up and I know that he doesn't like dealing with people, let alone official social events. I didn't expect that he would come to Yuxiang Pavilion to have dinner with a woman.
"Old Man, this Miss Qiao is mine..." Wenren Yuebai pondered for a moment, and a faint smile appeared on his lips.
"friend."
Old Yan widened his eyes slightly.
"Auntie...?" Qiao Youyou was also curious for a moment, then smiled at Lao Yan generously, "Hello, Auntie, my name is Qiao Youyou, and I'm Xiaobai's good friend."
Old Yan's expression gradually became a little excited. He said "Hey" a few times and greeted Qiao Youyou with joy in his eyes.
After so many years, the young master finally has someone who is willing to open his heart to him. Thinking of this, Old Yan couldn't help but feel a little sad, and when he looked at Qiao Youyou again, his eyes were even filled with gratitude.
Qiao Youyou and Wenren Yuebai were not going in the same direction home, so they said goodbye and went their separate ways.
"Miss Qiao." Wenren Yuebai suddenly called her, "It's getting colder at night these days, put it on."
As he spoke, he folded the medicine blanket spread flat on her legs and handed it to her.
"Young Master..." Old Yan spoke subconsciously, but Wenren Yuebai gently raised his hand to stop him.
"Is this... okay?" Qiao Youyou sneezed, feeling a little embarrassed.
Wenren Yuebai nodded slightly, his eyes seemed calm, but there was a hint of expectation hidden in them.
Qiao Youyou didn't hesitate to take it and put it on her body like a small shawl. "Thank you, I'll give it back to you on duty tomorrow."
"Um."
It was not until Qiao Youyou walked a little further that Old Yan could not help but say, "Sir, without the medicine blanket, your legs..."
"Aunt, it's okay, let's go back."
Old Yan could see that although the smile on the young master's face was faint, he was really happy. He sighed with a complicated expression, and in the end, he felt more relieved than distressed.
Wenren Yuebai didn't like riding in a sedan chair, so Lao Yan pushed his wheelchair to the prime minister's residence.
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