123 Marry

When Feng Qingchen woke up, he was already in Feng Mansion and his clothes had been changed.

I heard that the prince sent someone to send her back. Before the prince's people left, they specifically told Zhou Xing that Feng Qingchen went to the palace today to chat with Concubine Xian, but accidentally fell into the water.

Zhou Xing was a smart man. He nodded repeatedly upon hearing this and unobtrusively told the visitor that there were only two siblings living in the Feng Mansion.

Feng Qingchen knew that the emperor did not want the fact that she saved Dong Ling Ziluo to be revealed. Similarly, she did not want the world to know about this, as her reputation had become big enough recently.

As for the prince!

Feng Qingchen could only say that this man was very unusual. He was able to sit firmly on the throne of the crown prince despite his biological mother's early death, his own poor health, his stepmother's scheming, and his biological father's lack of love. He was definitely not a good man.

Unfortunately, she kept her head down when she entered the palace, and was overwhelmed by the emperor's aura. She kept her attention on the emperor and had no time to look at the prince.

I heard that the prince has a heart disease, but I don’t know what the situation is.

If it was an ordinary person, maybe she would find an opportunity to take a look, but the other party happened to be the prince.

Treating Dong Ling Zi Luo's injuries today made her realize the ruthlessness and brutality of the royal family. She would never deal with royal family members unless necessary, and would never treat them easily.

Feng Qingchen leaned against the head of the bed, closed his eyes, and thought about what happened today while resting.

She was lucky enough to survive, but it also made her realize that she was nothing special to the Ninth Prince.

A bitter smile appeared on the corner of her lips, as she was repaying the Ninth Prince for saving her life.

Having learned from the previous experience, Feng Qingchen didn't dare to get up too quickly.

As soon as he landed, Zhou Xing came in with a bowl of chicken soup: "Sister, why did you get up? You look very weak."

There is no need for a doctor, just look at Feng Qingchen's pale face and you will understand.

"I'm fine, Zhou Xing, make me a cup of brown sugar water." Feng Qingchen rubbed his wrist.

Although I didn't hold the knife for a long time today, my hands felt a little sore because I kept the same posture.

"Brown sugar water? You..." Zhou Xing pointed at Feng Qingchen, his face flushed red.

It seems that women only drink brown sugar water when they have their menstruation.

Feng Qingchen rolled his eyes at him in annoyance. What was Zhou Xing thinking? However, Feng Qingchen was too lazy to explain and just smiled and said, "Zhou Xing, I am also a woman."

So, drinking brown sugar water or something like that is normal.

"By the way, Zhou Xing, remember to put a few red dates when you make soup these days." It would be better to let Zhou Xing misunderstand.

“Okay…” Zhou Xing turned his face away and dragged out the last syllable of his voice, which contained a hint of doting. Unfortunately, Feng Qingchen went to drink chicken soup and didn’t notice it at all.

"Zhou Xing, the chicken soup you cooked is so greasy and tastes so bad." But even so, Feng Qingchen still finished it.

Although she did not receive the education that ladies should not leave food on their plates, she had the good habit of not wasting food.

"I gave you the drink, but you still complained." Zhou Xing muttered, but when he saw the empty bowl, he felt very good.

In this world, the only person who can cook for him personally is Feng Qingchen.

It’s not just because Feng Qingchen saved him.

Uh... I give him face, but the food Zhou Xing cooks is really not tasty.

"Zhou Xing, didn't we make a lot of money last time? Consider buying a few servants. It's not convenient for a grown man like you to do these things."

Feng Qingchen does not have the idea that everyone is equal, nor does he have the idea of ​​making the maid feel guilty or treating the maid as a friend.

No matter which era, people are divided into different classes. In ancient times, there were clear regulations that the powerful were the powerful, the common people were the common people, and the untouchables were the untouchables. Although there are no clear rules in modern times, there are invisible rules, otherwise there would not be such things as the second generation of reds, the second generation of officials, and the second generation of the rich.

The emperor is subject to the same punishment as common people when he breaks the law, and everyone is equal before the law. These are all myths.

Speaking of money, Zhou Xing took this opportunity to talk about all the belongings of the Feng Mansion: "Sister, we now have a total of 2,900 taels of gold. Let me tell you how to use this money."

"So many?" Feng Qingchen's eyes widened.

She was used to being poor, so she was really shocked when she heard so much money. She almost starved to death and almost pawned all her dowry.

"You were lucky. You cured Wang Jinling's eye disease and made a fortune from gambling. However, according to the agreement between you and Wang Qi, you gave him half of the money. One thousand nine hundred taels was earned from gambling, and the other one thousand taels was the medical fee given by the Wang family. You decide how to deal with this money."

It's all gold, Feng Qingchen's family can be considered wealthy.

Although doctors will not become multi-millionaires or billionaires, their income is definitely at the middle-class level, so many people choose to become doctors, and the salary of doctors is still very good.

How to deal with it?

She doesn't know how to do business, nor is she interested in doing business, so...

Now that you have money, improve your life.

"Zhou Xing, please repair the Feng Mansion. I always feel that this house will collapse when a storm comes."

The wooden house had fallen into disrepair after years of neglect, and there was an air of decadence everywhere. The flowers and plants in the yard were either dead or withered, and there was not a single place in the entire yard where one could enjoy the scenery.

She remembered that the Wang family compound was very beautiful, with exquisiteness and grandeur everywhere.

Of course, she doesn't need to be like the Wang family, nor does she need to be like the wealthy people in Jiangnan, who have a garden, pavilions, bridges and flowing water at home, but she wants to live comfortably.

"What do you want?"

"No, but the house doesn't need to be too big. Even if I hire someone, I don't want too many people. One person to cook and one to clean will do. Too many people will easily lead to chaos."

"In this way, I can focus on renovating the main courtyard and not spend that energy on the side courtyards." Zhou Xing was thinking in his mind how to start.

"Side hospital? No need, Zhou Xing, tear down all the side hospitals and build small wooden houses, just like the two built by the Wang family, two rooms, one in front and one in the back." Feng Qingchen thought, if she embarked on the path of practicing medicine, she would definitely need a ward.

Although it was built at home and made the house smell like medicine, she had no better choice. Besides, the main courtyard and the side courtyard were far apart, so she could just close the door.

"Ah? That will cost a lot of money, and what's the use of such a small cabin?" Zhou Xing disagreed.

"Don't ask me about this. I am useful. Just do as I say. You can earn more money when you run out of it."

The ward must be built. It would be fine if there is only one patient, Wang Jinling, but if there are more patients, where will she find so many guest rooms for them to stay in?

Some patients cannot be moved away and can only recuperate indoors.

The best room is one that is similar to an operating room. The patients can stay in the inner room, and the maids who take care of the patients can live in the outer room. If there are many patients, both rooms can be used, with a door in the front and back.

Zhou Xing wanted to persuade her, but seeing that Feng Qingchen had made up her mind, he could not say anything more and only said, "This money is enough, and there will be some left."

The gold they have in their hands is not silver.

"If we have extra, let's buy a few more shops and rent them out and collect rent." Influenced by the extremely high housing prices in his previous life, Feng Qingchen, who is not good at investing, is very confident about real estate.

She has a house and a shop, so she won't starve to death even if she stops practicing medicine.

Zhou Xing nodded and said, "That's good. Let's buy a few more acres of good farmland. This way, we won't be sitting on the mountain and eating out all the money."

The income of the powerful and wealthy in the capital city mostly comes from shops and land.

A family like the Duke of Zhenguo has at least a hundred shops and at least ten thousand acres of land.

Without these, how can one support a large family and ensure a luxurious life relying solely on salary?

You mean greed?

Of course there would be some greed, but that should be regarded as official dealings. If you receive money from this family today, you have to give it to that family tomorrow.

Not to mention that they are not short of money. Even if they are short of money, officials at their level can be extremely respectable even if they are corrupt, and will not do anything too ugly.

Besides, they really won't be greedy for money. They hold great power and can make money in any business they do. Why would they be greedy and give others a handle on them?

It is easier to get things done if you have someone in the court.

"You decide on these. I trust you." Feng Qingchen waved his hand and found an excuse for his laziness.

"I went to see Wang Jinling. His eyes haven't fully recovered yet. I'm worried."

"Are you okay?" Zhou Xing knew Feng Qingchen was sensible, so he just asked out of concern.

"fine."

Feng Qingchen smiled and found a reason to drive Zhou Xing out. Then he took out the medicine needed for Wang Jinling's eye disease from the smart medical bag and walked towards the yard where Wang Jinling lived.

Walking slowly, like an old woman.

As soon as he approached, he heard pleasant sound of a piano. The sound was ethereal and melodious, like heavenly music, which made people feel happy. Feng Qingchen's steps also became much lighter.

As soon as I stepped into the yard, I saw Wang Jinling sitting under a tree playing the piano. It was a dreamy feeling, and the originally dilapidated yard had a more luxurious atmosphere.

Feng Qingchen entered and the music of the zither stopped.

Well……

Feng Qingchen was quite embarrassed: "Jin Ling is in such a good mood, I seem to have come at the wrong time."

"You're just in time." Wang Jinling stood up, opened his eyes, and looked at Feng Qingchen intently with a smile in his eyes.

For some unknown reason, after Wang Jinling's eyesight recovered, they seemed to be brighter than those of ordinary people. When he looked at you, the concentration and tenderness in his eyes made people dare not look at him directly.

Feng Qingchen lowered his eyes, avoiding Wang Jinling's gaze, and walked towards Wang Jinling calmly: "I'm glad I didn't disturb you."

"You are the host and I am the guest. How can there be any disturbance? If there is any disturbance, it is me who is disturbing you." Wang Jinling retracted his gaze and motioned Feng Qingchen to sit down.

As soon as I sat down, a beautiful maid served me tea.

Of course, this beautiful maid was brought by the Wang family and has nothing to do with Feng Qingchen.

"I can't even beg for a guest like you, Young Master. I'm really wronging you by inviting you to stay at my home." Compared with the Wang family, the accommodation here is in a completely different place.

"Qingchen, you know, I never care about these things." Even after his eyes were restored, he was still Wang Jinling who lived in that shabby house.

"I'm too vulgar." Feng Qingchen said embarrassedly.

"Jin Ling, I'm sorry, I had something to do this morning, so I had to wait until now to check your eyes."

After saying that, he leaned forward...

With the fragrance of the potion coming, Wang Jinling closed his eyes, and his heart moved...

"Qingchen, can I marry you?"