"Then please give it to us quickly." Yun Qingran turned around and smiled slightly at Nangong Ye, appearing very friendly.
Hurry up and give me your grandpa #%②＊@163.＆×
If it weren't for the fact that I didn't want this matter to escalate and become a laughing stock, damaging my reputation, I wouldn't have given her a single penny.
"Go, go to the treasury and get 7.02 million taels of silver notes for Yun Qingran."
If things weren't so urgent, he would have exchanged those 7.02 million taels of silver for copper coins and given them to this money-grubber, so she could never count them all in her lifetime. Nangong Ye was so angry that he stopped calling her Princess Rongchang; he called her by her name, but in his heart he was calling her "money-grubber."
A short while later, the accountant arrived with 7.02 million taels of silver notes.
"Thank you for your patronage, boss. Please come again in the future." Yun Qingran took the silver note and smiled slightly at Nangong Ye again.
Roll, roll, roll, roll!
"Can we leave now?" Nangong Ye gave them the order to leave.
"Of course, goodbye, you sucker, no, no, Your Highness Ye." Yun Qingran covered her mouth and chuckled, then pulled Jun Mo away.
"Aaaaaah..." Nangong Ye was so angry that he swept everything on the table onto the floor.
He's so angry! He's so angry!
After leaving Nangong Ye's mansion, Yun Qingran hugged the large stack of silver notes and kissed them repeatedly.
Seeing her happy expression, Jun Molin couldn't help but smile slightly. Seven million taels of silver, and she's so easily pleased. She's really easy to please.
Back at the inn, Yun Qingran distributed the more than seven million taels of silver notes to the members of the wedding delegation. During the time she was kidnapped to Demon Valley, the fake Yun Qingran had really made them suffer a lot, and this was her way of making up for it.
Pei Chen watched Yun Qingran hand out money with drool dripping from his mouth, then mustered up his courage and asked Jun Molin, "Your Highness, may I switch jobs?"
He really wants to be with Miss Yun!
[The term "job hopping" originally referred specifically to the act of men and women in the brothel seeking new lovers. It meant that after a period of intimacy with a client, a prostitute would find a wealthier patron and abandon her old love for a new one, much like a horse moving from one trough to another. Later, it also came to mean changing jobs.]
Jun Molin glanced at him, too lazy to say anything more. His silent message was: give up on him!
Waaah, a man's biggest fear is choosing the wrong career. I chose the wrong career; I should have followed Miss Yun from the beginning. Pei Chen regrets it deeply.
Looking at the thousands of taels of silver notes in their hands, the members of the wedding delegation announced that Yun Qingran would henceforth be their goddess.
"Everyone, pack your things. We'll return to Beiyin tonight," Yun Qingran said.
"Yes." Everyone responded in unison, and then quickly went to pack their things.
Seeing this, the coachman stepped forward and asked Yun Qingran, "Miss, are you going back to Beiyin?"
This coachman was the one sent by the Xiao family to serve Yun Qingran when she traveled.
"Okay." Yun Qingran nodded, then took out a letter from her bosom. "This is a letter for my godfather and godmother. Please give it to them for me."
The coachman took the letter. "Yes, Miss." Then he added, "Miss, you must come back. The master, mistress, and young master miss you very much. They came looking for you yesterday and today, but you weren't there. They said they would come again tomorrow. I didn't expect you to leave tonight."
"There's no other way, the matter is urgent." Yun Qingran also regretted not being able to say goodbye to Xiao Jie and his wife. But she really had to leave, otherwise the Chu Emperor might ask her to treat Nangong Xu, and she didn't want to have any further entanglement with Nangong Xu.
"Yes, this old servant understands your difficulties, Miss." The coachman cupped his hands and bowed deeply to Yun Qingran with reluctance. "Miss, take care."
"I will." Yun Qingran nodded heavily.
After leaving the post station, everyone mounted their horses and headed back to Beiyin.
With Jun Molin by her side, the two of them could ride together on one horse, so Yun Qingran didn't have to work hard driving herself; she could simply snuggle in Jun Molin's arms.
"What was that coachman all about?" Jun Molin asked Yun Qingran.
“He was sent by my godparents to drive my carriage,” Yun Qingran said.
Her godparents treated her very well. For example, they provided her with a carriage and a driver, which in modern terms is like buying you a luxury car and assigning you a trustworthy driver. They were incredibly generous and considerate.
"You came to Nan Chu and even recognized godfather and godmother. Who are your godfather and godmother?" Jun Molin found it a bit amusing. He had thought she would fight with the people of Nan Chu, but he didn't expect her to recognize godparents.
“My godfather and godmother are Xiao Jie and his wife,” Yun Qingran said.
"The Xiao Jie you're talking about is Xiao Jie, the richest man in Southern Chu?" Jun Molin looked at Yun Qingran in his arms with surprise.
“Yes.” Yun Qingran nodded. “They’ve been so good to me. My godfather gave me ten million taels of silver as a gift, and my godmother gave me a chain of money shops.”
Giving you money doesn't necessarily mean they love you, but giving you a huge amount of money definitely means they love you! My godparents love me very much.
Jun Molin gasped. Xiao Jie and his wife were truly good to Ranran.
Jun Molin suddenly felt a strong sense of crisis. Ranran was like a treasure, with countless people liking her, including many men.
"Ranran, I will definitely treat you well from now on, I promise, if I ever treat you badly, may I be struck by lightning." Jun Molin swore to Yun Qingran.
"Hehe (????)" Yun Qingran nestled in Jun Molin's arms and laughed happily.
Chu Emperor's Bedchamber
"Your Majesty, His Highness Xu is in imminent danger. Please grant His Highness Xu justice." The head of Nangong Xu's guards knelt before the Emperor of Chu, his head kowtowed to the ground, refusing to rise.
"Is what he said true?" The Chu Emperor looked at the city-guarding general who was also kneeling on the ground with one arm missing.
"Your Majesty, it is true. But I was forced by Prince Ye and had no choice but to do it. I beg Your Majesty to spare my life," the city guard pleaded.
The Emperor of Chu looked at the two of them, remained silent for a while, and then said, "Prince Ye will be punished with ten years' salary."
"Your Majesty..." The head of the guards looked at the Emperor in disbelief. Prince Ye had actually plotted to murder Prince Xu. To murder one's younger brother was punishable by demoting one to a commoner at best, and imprisoning one at worst. He never expected that the Emperor would only punish him by deducting his salary for ten years.
"How is Nangong Xu?" the Emperor asked.
"Princess Rongchang said that His Highness suffered a fractured sternum and lung damage. He was on the verge of death at the time, and if it weren't for Princess Rongchang's miraculous healing, he probably wouldn't be alive today," said the head guard.
"Please continue to treat him, Princess Rongchang. The medical fees will be deducted from the salary that Prince Ye was fined." The Emperor of Chu did not show much emotion, as if the seriously injured person was not his son, but just someone insignificant.
"Princess Rongchang has already left the capital," the head guard replied.
"Then let the Imperial Medical Academy treat him," the Emperor said.
The head of the guards was seething inside, but he had no choice but to reply in a muffled voice, "Yes, Your Majesty."
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