Chapter 7 There's Something Wrong with the Prince
"Even the aloof Mr. Ye is reading this kind of miscellaneous book? I want to see what makes it so special."
"Um......."
"It's very ordinary."
Gu Yuanqing, unconvinced, flipped through the book again. "When did your taste become so poor? If you like this, I'll give you ten or eight rare copies. They're guaranteed to be great! What the hell is this?"
Gu Yuanqing was very disgusted and was about to throw it away.
Ye Yunchu's eyes turned cold, and Gu Yuanqing paused with a look as if he was about to throw the book.
Ye Yunchu reached out, took the book, and handed it to the servant: "Put it in a safe place."
He drew aside the curtains of the carriage.
"The sun is rising from the west today? Something is wrong, really wrong..."
Monk Gu Yuanqing and the other monk Zhang were confused. They used their folding fans to open the curtain and got into the carriage.
Ye Yunchu leaned on the soft couch, his slender jade-like finger pointing at a black piece, breaking Gu Yuanqing's game, and then asked: "What do you want from me?"
"There is indeed a story about Baochan Temple..."
The two talked about business.
As Li Runrun walked along, servants gathered around her and pointed at her.
Li Runrun probably knew what they were talking about without having to listen.
She lowered her head and trotted over to the servants' quarters where she lived. Although the place was shabby and cramped, she couldn't even stand up straight living in such a house.
But only when she returned to her familiar home did Li Runrun feel at ease.
I don’t know where my father has gone. Maybe he was called away to do some heavy work.
Dad's shoes were torn, and his brother's clothes were torn. Li Runrun took the needle and thread from the embroidery basket and sat at the door sewing facing the light.
This was the time when she felt most at ease, more at ease than when she was in front of the wealthy and powerful prince. She didn't have to worry about being beaten to death or sold out if she displeased the prince.
At least she can live in peace.
She just wanted to live a peaceful life.
Li Runrun finally mended her father's dirty cloth shoes, and then she heard her father's footsteps.
Because of his lame leg, my father's footsteps were particularly heavy and sounded a little hurried.
Li Runrun bit off the needle and thread, walked out quickly, and saw Li Da covered in cold sweat.
She quickly stepped forward to support him: "Dad, what's wrong? What happened?"
Li Da grabbed her hand as if it were a life-saving straw: "No, it's bad, your brother is in trouble, you must think of a way quickly, or go and beg the prince."
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After Li Ruanruan was called away by the prince, Li Da smiled with relief. Li Mutou came back at this time and drank a bowl of water.
I asked, "Where's my sister?"
"Something's going on."
"What's going on?"
"Mind your own business and get to work."
Li Da glanced at the silly boy, then slapped his head and said, "I have to go over there quickly. The young lady will be back riding horses soon, and I need to clean the stables again."
Limutou disappeared again in a flash.
Li Da continued with the work in his hands, calling out from afar: "Slow down, don't bump into the noble man."
My son is not steady enough, and my daughter is too steady, a little too steady, and seems too cautious.
It would be nice if the two could be neutralized.
Limutou rushed to the stables and saw several old grooms who had stopped working and were secretly playing cards together.
Li Mutou ran over and said quickly, "Hold on, hold on, I just saw Manager Wang coming this way."
When the old groom heard this, he quickly collected the copper coins and the table, hid them, and covered them with horse straw.
The winner threw two copper coins to Li Mutou.
Li Mutou quickly reached out to catch it, smiling happily: "Thank you, Uncle Li."
As he said this, he put the treasure away, but still felt uneasy even though he kept it in his arms, so he took off his shoes and put them inside.
"Look at what you've accomplished. It's only two copper coins."
The middle-aged man called Uncle Li laughed and scolded him, then said, "When your sister wins the favor of the prince, you can have as much gold and silver as you want. Don't forget your uncles when the time comes."
Li Mutou glared and said, "Go away, stop talking nonsense. The prince is not someone we can discuss."
Several old grooms laughed at the boy.
Li Mutou's ears moved and he heard the manager's footsteps.
He winked at the door, and everyone returned to their positions and started working in an orderly manner.
Manager Wang came over with a pot of tea in his hand, and found a bunch of faults like nitpicking in an egg, and scolded everyone, young and old.
Everyone lowered their heads, having become accustomed to this bad-tempered manager, and said nothing.
Just then, there was the sound of horse hooves.
When Steward Wang turned around, he saw Ye Shuang, the daughter of the Marquisate, walking quickly with a horse whip in hand. Steward Wang immediately changed his expression to a flattering one.
He walked over with a hunched back and flattered her: "The young lady is back..."
Without waiting for the manager to finish his flattering words.
Ye Shuang was furious. He raised the whip and whipped Manager Wang with a look of anger.
"Miss, please spare my life, spare the little one, ouch, ouch!"
Beneath the sound of breaking wind, one could hear the torn wounds on the stable manager, who had been beaten so badly that he rolled on the ground, looking no longer like a human being.
Ye Shuang beat the man severely before pointing the whip at the stable manager: "What kind of horses do you raise? You're a bunch of losers. You almost threw me to death today."
Li Mutou secretly looked up and saw that there were dry grass rolling on Ye Shuang's body and head, and a very light scratch on her face. She probably didn't know how to ride a horse, and the horse kicked her and threw her off.
Ye Shuang has a docile horse but refuses to ride it. She insists on riding the temperamental horse named Zhuifeng that the emperor gave to the prince. If she doesn't throw herself, who else will she throw?
All the servants in the stable knew about it, but no one dared to say it was the eldest lady's fault, so they could only admit it.
Including the stable manager, who was beaten and could only stand with his head down in front of the angry eldest lady.
The guards and maids who followed Ye Shuang had just caught up with Ye Shuang at this time, and also chasing her were the timid concubine of the Marquis' Mansion, Ye Qiaoqiao, and Miss Ye Er.
Ye Shuang snorted coldly, her bright face full of arrogance. "Who raises Zhuifeng? This horse was given to my brother by the emperor. It's more valuable than you. I can't do anything to it."
Ye Shuang narrowed her eyes and said in a domineering tone, "But I won't have any problem dealing with you guys who are not doing your job well. Who takes care of Zhuifeng on a daily basis?!"
The stable manager was shaking with fear. This was the precious horse given by the emperor, and he took care of it himself. He would not let the old grooms touch it.
I have gained a lot of benefits, but I didn't expect something like this to happen today.
The stable manager thought for a moment. He was not stupid. He was the manager here, and whoever raised the horses should be the one to raise them.
Steward Wang stepped forward and grabbed Li Mutou. "My dear, I usually take care of Zhuifeng, but I was sick with diarrhea yesterday, so I gave him the horse. He must have fed the horse something wrong, which caused you to fall. I'm handing him over to you now, and you can do whatever you want with him."
Li Mutou immediately argued: "No, I didn't raise it. I'm just a horse manure cleaner. I'm not qualified to raise horses."
The next second, Ye Shuang's guards stepped forward and slapped him twice: "How dare you quibble!"
Then he started punching and kicking him.
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