"Yes, there is." Shen Qiyin took off the purse from her waist and handed it to Old Madam Shen: "It's all here."
Madam Shen smiled and took it, then poured out a copper coin.
Then, her smile froze.
Undeterred, she shook her purse again, but the result remained unchanged.
She immediately looked at Shen Qiyin: "Where's the money?"
Shen Qiyin asked knowingly, "Isn't the money in your hands?"
Madam Shen angrily threw down her purse: "I was referring to that one tael and two mace!"
"Oh, you mean that?" Shen Qiyin said as if suddenly realizing something. "It was used to buy bottles."
What bottle?
"It's the bottle for storing wound medicine. That medicine is precious and must be stored in a special porcelain bottle to preserve it."
"What about the bottle?"
"It was smashed by my father along with the medicine."
"..." She shouldn't have asked.
This angered the old lady, who then berated Shen Cang and his wife.
This time, I brought Shen Xiyin with me.
However, remembering that she would be attending a banquet at the Marquis's residence soon and might be able to curry favor with some important person, he quickly let her leave.
In this round, Shen Qiyin won a great victory!
This not only saved the money, but also stirred up conflict between Old Madam Shen and Shen Cang.
It is said that "poverty-stricken couples face a hundred sorrows," and this applies equally to the Shen family, even among relatives.
This is just the beginning; there's more trouble to come.
In the blink of an eye, three days had passed, and it was the day of the chrysanthemum appreciation banquet at the Marquis of Wu'an's residence.
Madam Shen came over specifically to help Shen Qiyin dress up, choosing a pomegranate red dress for her and even taking out a set of gold jewelry that she had kept hidden away for her.
Ren Dong was wondering, wondering when the lady had become so generous to her young lady.
Then she said, "You are too young to carry such precious jewelry. I will give it to you as part of your dowry when you get married."
The implication is that I'm just borrowing yours for a moment.
Xianglan stood behind her, her face contorted with filth. She thought to herself, "Is Madam even speaking human language?"
Poor thing, she was of low status and her words carried little weight. She tried to persuade him but to no avail. She could only silently cast a sympathetic glance at Shen Qiyin, just as she had done many times before.
“Mother, you should keep it for yourself.” Shen Qiyin smiled and refused, “You gave it to me as part of my dowry. After you are gone, I will remember you by seeing this thing.”
"Pah! Pah! Pah! Why are you saying such unlucky things!" She's perfectly fine!
Shen Qiyin ignored her and chose a moon-white short blouse, with a light green narrow-sleeved long skirt over it, a matching palace sash around her waist, and a green shawl draped over her arm.
Her exquisitely beautiful attire made Xianglan's eyes light up.
But Madam Shen was not satisfied: "Why are you dressed so plainly?"
Chen Xiyin: "Because I like it."
After saying that, she turned and walked out, not listening to her rambling any further.
Madam Shen was so angry that she jumped up and down, pointing at her back and saying to Xianglan, "Look at her, look at her! Is this the attitude one should have when speaking to an elder? How has she become like this?"
Xianglan thought to herself, "Isn't that because you forced me to do it?"
She felt that their second young lady was good in every way, except that she was unlucky to have such a clueless mother, which made her suffer a lot.
Meanwhile, Shen Qiyin and Rendong boarded a carriage to go to the Marquis of Wu'an's residence. After about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the carriage stopped at the entrance of the residence.
She had just stepped off the carriage when she heard a familiar voice.
"Miss Chen?"
Upon hearing the voice, Shen Xiyin looked over and saw Xie Qing, whom she had met at Qingyin Pavilion just two days ago.
Feng Ruoying was also there, and she was unusually quiet, although her eyes were constantly sending daggers at her, she didn't say a word.
Xie Qing said, "I heard that your father was demoted to an eighth-rank physician. You shouldn't have been qualified to come, Miss. When did the threshold for this chrysanthemum appreciation banquet become so low?"
Shen Xiyin smiled faintly: "If you can come, then the threshold is indeed not high."
"you……"
Although Xie Qing had already experienced her sharp tongue, she thought it was just some low-brow banter. She had intended to embarrass her in public, but instead, she was the one who was humiliated.
Feng Ruoying tugged at Xie Qing's sleeve and whispered to her, "Cousin, let's go inside quickly."
After arguing with Shen Qiyin last time, she was scolded by her mother when she returned home.
Her mother said that before fighting with someone, you should think about the consequences. Only fight if you can win, and don't provoke others if you can't win.
If she does what she did last time, and when she can't win, she comes home and cries and whines like a baby, she'll cut off her monthly allowance and punish her by confining her to her quarters to copy books!
Therefore, when Feng Ruoying saw Shen Qiyin again, she did not rush forward as she had done before, but instead recalled their previous encounters.
Honestly, just recalling the things Shen Qiyin said to her back then makes her want to cry.
The disparity in combat strength was too great; she felt she had no chance of winning at the moment.
But if you can't afford to offend her, you can at least avoid her!
So, she decisively pulled Xie Qing towards the mansion.
When they passed through the main gate, they handed the invitations to the gatekeeper, who checked them one by one before they were allowed to enter.
But when it came time for Shen Xiyin to get married, she was stopped by the housekeeper.
"Where is the girl's post?"
"It's gone."
Upon hearing this, the people around immediately began to whisper among themselves.
Seeing this, Xie Qing wasn't in a hurry to go in. She pulled Feng Ruoying aside to watch the commotion and said in a voice that wasn't too loud, "Is it really gone, or did it never even exist?"
Shen Xiyin: "Whose dog ran out?"
Honeysuckle also looked around cooperatively: "This servant also heard the noise, they were shouting very loudly."
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