1088 Chu Changhua, the servant seller, is a popular commodity



1088 Selling servants, Chu Changhua is a popular commodity

Hahahaha... Feng Qingchen sneered and laughed so hard that tears came out.

"You all think that I, Feng Qingchen, am an abandoned woman, so you all act recklessly? You even dare to spread gossip about the master?"

"I dare not." The servants knelt down one after another and begged for mercy. Only Tong Jue, Tong Yao, the housekeeper, Sun Sixing and Zhezhe stood there.

"I dare not. What else are you afraid of?" Looking at the people kneeling on the ground, Feng Qingchen felt a chill in her heart. Even the people in her own house said so. She, Feng Qingchen, was really a failure as a person.

She knew that because of the rumor, the servants of Feng Mansion had been looked down upon by many people, and she felt guilty about it, but this did not mean that the servants of Feng Mansion had the right to talk about her behind her back.

The status of master and servant is here. Feng Qingchen does not ask for the master to be humiliated and the servant to die, but when she, the master, is criticized, these people should at least stand in the same camp with her instead of talking about her behind her back.

They dared to bring up the matter between her and the Ninth Prince. These people were really too idle. They thought that she was lenient to the servants and therefore she was reluctant to punish them.

Feng Qingchen looked coldly at the people present. Except for Sun Sixing, everyone felt the danger, even Zhezhe was no exception.

Only at this time did Zhezhe understand that Feng Qingchen was as cruel as the Ninth Prince at heart, but she did not show it normally and used calm rationality to cover up her cold-bloodedness.

Feng Qingchen was indeed ruthless enough. When the housekeeper asked Feng Qingchen how to deal with these servants who were gossiping, Feng Qingchen said, "Housekeeper, except for Tong Jue, Tong Yao and the servants who are recovering from injuries in the other courtyard, sell all the servants in the mansion."

Selling servants. Most people would not do such a thing. First, they were afraid that the servants they sold would feel resentful and speak ill of them outside. Second, selling servants was seen by outsiders as a sign of being unkind or destitute.

When aristocratic families encountered such a thing, most of them would send these servants to the mines to do heavy work, while the newly-promoted dignitaries would simply beat and kill them. In comparison, the level of Feng Qingchen's selling of servants was really too mediocre.

"Miss, wouldn't this be a bad idea? Why don't we send them to the farm?" The housekeeper stepped forward and advised, wanting to tell Feng Qingchen the disadvantages of selling servants. You know, the Feng Mansion is not short of money.

Feng Qingchen waved his hand to stop her: "No need, just do as I say."

"Thank you, miss. Thank you, miss. Thank you very much for your kindness." When the servants heard Feng Qingchen say this, they secretly breathed a sigh of relief and immediately kowtowed to express their gratitude.

It was just a sale. Being a servant didn't matter where they were. It was fine to change to another company. Unfortunately, they were too happy too early. After Feng Qingchen took in the expressions of these people, he raised the corners of his lips and added slowly, "Butler, sell them to Beiling."

It’s not that Feng Qingchen is cruel, it’s just that these people are too ungrateful and ignorant. You have to know that as servants of her Feng Mansion, their life and death are decided by her, Feng Qingchen, and their honor and disgrace also depend on her, but what did these people do?

After she came out of the Ninth Prince's Mansion and entered the palace, there was no news for three days, and these people became uneasy and started to discuss her affairs in the mansion. She thought she treated the servants of the Feng Mansion well, and her leniency also had a bottom line. If she didn't get rid of this group of people, how could she manage the Feng Mansion in the future, and how could she ensure that the news in the mansion would not leak out.

Feng Qingchen didn't want to be talked about all day long. Not getting angry because of rumors didn't mean she was willing to be bothered by them.

"Yes." When the housekeeper heard this, his eyes lit up, and he secretly praised Feng Qingchen in his heart. When the other servants heard this, they immediately turned from joy to sorrow, kowtowed desperately, and cried for mercy: "Miss, please spare my life. I (the servant) will never dare to do it again. Miss, please, spare me this time."

Feng Qingchen snorted, as if he hadn't heard it, and stood up. He walked coldly past the servants kneeling on the ground and headed towards the inner courtyard.

Seeing that it was useless to ask Feng Qingchen for help, the servant turned to ask Sun Sixing: "Master Sun, you are kind and merciful. Please, please, please, beg the young lady for mercy. Don't sell me to Beiling. I know I was wrong."

It was only at this time that everyone in the Feng Mansion understood that no matter how Feng Qingchen was insulted and despised outside, she was always the master who controlled their life and death.

"You... Master has been very kind by not taking your lives." Sun Sixing is simple, but that doesn't mean these people can take advantage of his kindness. Sun Sixing followed Feng Qingchen's example, turned around and left, leaving the housekeeper to handle other matters.

After this matter was dealt with, the Feng Mansion became quiet, and there were no more maids and servants gathering together to gossip.

Zhezhe seemed to sense the murderous aura from Feng Qingchen and also calmed down. And somehow, because Feng Qingchen was busy and asked Sun Sixing to treat Zhezhe's injuries, Zhezhe became particularly fond of sticking to Sun Sixing. Feng Qingchen could only sigh again that her apprentice was a treasure.

After dealing with the servants of the Feng Mansion with decisive killing, Feng Qingchen returned to his own courtyard, exhausted. Tong Jue and Tong Yao followed him carefully, and knelt in front of Feng Qingchen to apologize as soon as they entered the door.

These three days were extremely torturous for the people in the Feng Mansion. Feng Qingchen was summoned to the palace but didn't know what was going on. He went to the Ninth Prince's Mansion to inquire about the news but was not allowed in. Feng Qingchen heard no news at all when he entered there, and didn't know if something had happened. Except for the housekeeper, there was no one in the entire Feng Mansion who could take charge, so it was inevitable that they were in a panic for a while.

"It's none of your business, go out." Feng Qingchen sighed lightly and did not take his anger out on anyone. There was no one in charge in the Feng Mansion, so it was understandable that the servants were uneasy. However, although he understood, Feng Qingchen would not be lenient when it came to what had to be done.

She is the only master in Feng Mansion. She cannot stay here all the time to stabilize their morale. The servants in Feng Mansion have to get used to their master being away often.

After sending Tong Jue and Tong Yao away, Feng Qingchen calmed down, sighed softly, and decided to apologize to the Ninth Prince after much hesitation. After all, she had suddenly returned home that day, which was really a bit too much. He had not come to the Feng Mansion for three days, and the Ninth Prince must be angry.

"Forget it. One of us has to bow down first. Since I'm the one who's out of place, I'll just bow down. Men need to be coaxed, too." Feng Qingchen thought about it, then picked up a pen and wrote on the paper: "You should be like a rock, and I should be like a weft. A weft is as tough as silk, and a rock is immovable." (From "The Peacock Flies Southeast", meaning that the relationship between the two is very strong and will not give up because of external obstructions)

"I hope Ninth Prince can understand. Anyone would be angry under the circumstances at that time. I am also an ordinary person." Based on Feng Qingchen's mood at that time, she didn't want to stay in the Ninth Prince's Mansion for even a moment. She was considered restrained by not leaving without making a scene.

Feng Qingchen did not blame the rumors, after all, she was the one who provoked the Ninth Prince first, but she blamed the Ninth Prince for hiding the truth from her. If the Ninth Prince had not deliberately concealed the truth from her, she could have stopped it long ago and would not have let the rumors spread and become more and more embarrassing, even involving her parents.

You know, with Chu Changhua around, it's not difficult to quell the rumors. The Ninth Prince and Sixing disdain Chu Changhua, but in the Kyushu Continent, Chu Changhua is a hot commodity, and her admirers can line up from the palace to the city gate. As long as she uses a little trick to get Chu Changhua's admirers into the imperial city and let them make some trouble, people in the imperial city will no longer pay attention to her little things.

It was true that the two of them had the same idea. When Feng Qingchen was about to start doing this, three gorgeous carriages drove towards the imperial city outside the city gate...

You finish your performance and we will take the stage. This summer, the imperial city of Dongling will be very lively.

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To the readers: I would like to reiterate that this is not a tragedy. When I said that the best time to explain was missed, I meant that the Ninth Prince did not need to explain at all. Feng Qingchen was not a stubborn person. Feng Qingchen went home capriciously that day, but he could not accept the news suddenly. In addition, there was no confidant in the huge palace, and there was no one to discuss with except the Ninth Prince, so he went back home in anger.

My darlings, it’s not that Qingchen is unwilling to ask Uncle Nine for help when she’s in trouble, but that’s just her personality. Besides, there’s a huge gap between their identities. Qingchen likes Uncle Nine, but she’s not attracted to his identity and status. Otherwise, Uncle Nine would think that she’s only attracted to his status. Of course, she has to be more independent. If she asks Uncle Nine to help her with everything, then in Uncle Nine’s eyes, what’s the difference between Qingchen and a woman who clings to the powerful?


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