Chapter 341 Unkind
Those who come with evil intentions will not come, and those with good intentions will not come.
Whether as the niece of the Queen or her husband, the Prince of Yingnan, Xie Qingyu's status is very noble, but... due to the power of the relatives of the emperor in the previous dynasty, the current emperor has suppressed the Xie family a lot, and has conferred titles and rewards on them, but has not given them real power and lucrative positions.
The title has been conferred to Duke, which is the highest, and rewards cannot be given every day, but... the Duke's Mansion has been set up in such a grand manner. If it doesn't cost money, what will happen when the income and expenditure are unbalanced?
Zhao Lin and Xie Qingyu had only been in Songjiang Prefecture for two days, but some officials and wealthy people had already presented them with generous gifts. Not only that, they also had their eyes on the ten thousand acres of cotton fields that Songjiang Prefecture had just planted this year.
Su Ruojin smiled as she looked at the grand ceremony when Xie Qingyu came over. No matter where they sat, or the snacks and tea they drank, all were served from the seats. The rich and luxurious display was more attractive than the dragon boat race on the river.
He actually complained that she wasn't treating him well enough? Su Ruojin thought to herself that no matter how she treated him, Xie Qingyu would find fault with him, so she wouldn't rush to let her laugh at her.
Xie Qingyu's face was gloomy, and he was about to scold her, but Zhao Lan looked up at the river and said, "That red dragon boat is the fastest!"
Zhao Lin glanced at his wife. Xie Qingyu, who had a gloomy face just now, turned pale. Her fingernails dug into her flesh under her sleeves. She hated the bitch named Su so much that she almost stood up and tore her body to pieces. If it weren't for her, how could she have married the Prince of Yingnan, who was not valued and had no money? She was the wife of the prince, but she couldn't lead the trend in Kyoto and didn't even have the face to be the leader of the ladies in the capital.
Zhao Lin asked her to be patient. This man was gentle and polite in front of others, but like a snake and a scorpion behind others. She had to be patient even if she didn't want to.
The dragon boat race was clearly very lively with the deafening sound of gongs and drums, but undercurrents were surging in the small competition tent, and it was hard to guard against the sharp moves. He Yunhe seemed to be following everyone to watch the race on the river, but in fact his mind was full of the two young princes named Zhao.
Su Yanli had strict control over the farmland in Songjiang Prefecture. In the past two or three years, not only did he prevent the people of Songjiang Prefecture from losing their land, but he also seized a lot of land from local wealthy people through various cases and returned the land to the farmers who once owned it.
Therefore, these wealthy gentry have long wanted to deal with Prefect Su. As soon as Prince Yingnan came here, several wealthy gentry secretly went to give gifts. Although the man surnamed Su was leaving, they were unwilling to do so. When they heard that Zhao Lin's wife was the niece of the Empress, could they use Prince Yingnan's hand to make the man surnamed Su unhappy, or even remove him from his official position?
Not sure if she was forced by Zhao Lin to come and watch the dragon boat race, but Xie Qingyu would glance at Zhao Lan from time to time, causing Su Ruojin to roll her eyes secretly.
Perhaps sensing the young lady's murderous gaze, Zhao Lan turned and looked at her.
Su Ruojin, who was secretly rolling her eyes, said: "Brother Jin, let me pour you some tea." As she spoke, she stood up and looked towards the river. More than a dozen boats were paddling at the same speed, and the sound of gongs and drums was deafening. Su Ruojin stood beside Zhao Lan, clapping her hands and cheering for the leading dragon boat like the people on both sides of the river.
A young lady was shouting and yelling like the common people. Xie Qingyu curled his lips and sneered. How would such an unruly daughter of a minor official gain a foothold in the Beijing noble circle after she married Zhao Lan?
Thinking that she and Zhao Lan would be married in half a year, he felt twisted inside, and at the same time he was looking forward to her returning to Beijing to get married so that he could laugh at her.
Although the sun was shining brightly, Ning Banniang felt cold. She glanced at Xie Qingyu and said, "Oh my god, what is that look? It's so scary." She quickly stood next to Su Ruojin and cheered for the dragon boat race with her.
Seeing Su and Ning standing together arm in arm, Xie Qingyu felt like she was the isolated one.
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