1432 Beware, a love rival is here

Qin Baoer has passed the critical period, although she is still unable to get out of bed, but Feng Qingchen does not have time to stay here with her. No matter how Bu Jing begs or how Qin Baoer cries, Feng Qingchen will leave when he says so.

"Qingchen, can't you stay with me a little longer?" After hearing Bu Jingyun say that she almost died and it was Feng Qingchen who saved her, Qin Baoer became more dependent on Feng Qingchen. In her heart, Feng Qingchen's status rose rapidly, second only to Lan Jiuqing.

"Miss Qin, I'm a doctor." I'm not your wet nurse, so I have no responsibility or obligation to stay with you.

"I know, but my illness hasn't been cured yet. What will I do if you leave?" Qin Baoer blinked and asked silently.

Feng Qingchen is a woman, and Qin Baoer prefers Feng Qingchen to examine her and change her medicine instead of the Valley Master and Sun Sixing. Although the Valley Master is old, Qin Baoer still feels ashamed.

"Your illness does not require me to stay here specially. There are other patients waiting for me to treat. I cannot stay in Jiangnan for long. Miss Qin, you are so beautiful and kind, how can you disregard the life and death of others for your own sake." Feng Qingchen knew that it was useless to reason with Qin Baoer. Qin Baoer was used to everyone revolving around her. As soon as she said she was not feeling well, everyone would carefully praise her.

Qin Baoer doesn't understand other people's difficulties. She only wants the best for herself. But Qin Baoer has one good point, which is kindness. She also thinks she is kind, so...

After Feng Qingchen said this, even though Qin Baoer was extremely dissatisfied, she could only nod sadly, because she was the beautiful and kind Qin Baoer and would not disregard the life and death of others for her own sake.

Feng Qingchen said goodbye to Qin Baoer smoothly and felt relieved. She was really not good at dealing with such a crystal-like innocent girl.

However, Feng Qingchen did not return to Beijing directly. Instead, accompanied by King Qing, she went to the small town she had been to before and bought those pieces of land.

These small towns are some distance away from the inner city. Feng Qingchen is very famous in the city, but not many people in these small towns know him. Moreover, even if they know him, they would not connect Feng Qingchen, who bought the land, with Feng Qingchen, who opened Jiangnan Medical College. They would just think that the two have the same name.

In this era where publicity relies on word of mouth, it is not easy to become famous. Feng Qingchen couldn't help but sigh that it was not easy for Wang Jinling to become famous. Even though she was famous in the capital and Jiangnan, no one knew who she was outside these two places.

Accompanied by the Prince of Qing, the land purchase went very smoothly. When the officials who had raised the price heard that the Prince of Qing was accompanying Feng Qingchen to buy land, they came forward to flatter her and said, "I really don't know what's great. It turns out that you want to buy land, Miss Feng. I know that you built the Jiangnan Medical College, and you have brought benefits to the people of Jiangnan. If I knew that you wanted to buy land, I would have sent it to you a long time ago. Look, Miss Feng, this is the land deed you want."

"Thank you very much." Feng Qingchen glanced at the expressionless King Qing, took the deed, and after confirming that it was correct, he signaled the Eighteen Riders to present the silver: "Silver for buying the land."

It's neither too high nor too low, just the market price. Although she bullies others by taking advantage of her power, she doesn't take advantage of them.

"It's just a worthless piece of land. How can I ask for your money? This piece of land is my contribution to Jiangnan Medical College. I hope you will accept it, Miss Feng." The master was talking to Feng Qingchen, but his eyes were directed at Wang.

Being able to see the prince is like seeing the emperor's great achievement.

"It is only natural to pay money to buy land. If you are not willing to accept this land, I will not buy it." Power is really a good thing. She couldn't buy it even if she paid twice the price, but the King of Qing bought it just by sitting here. He didn't want it even if he gave money. It's really...

What an unfair world!

“This, this…”

"Just accept it if I tell you to." Prince Qing said, and the gentleman did not dare to say another word.

Similar situations kept happening. Wherever Feng Qingchen went, there would be people begging her to buy land, and some would even offer her thousands of acres of fertile land. As long as Feng Qingchen wanted to buy, they would be willing to sell it.

To be honest, Feng Qingchen was really tempted. You know, Jiangnan is a land of fish and rice, and the fertile fields here have good harvests. But she also knows what greed means.

The King of Qing has already given her enough face. If she continues to be greedy, she will break the rules. You know, those who can own large tracts of fertile land in Jiangnan are all people with backgrounds, and some of them cannot be touched easily even by the King of Qing.

Feng Qingchen was not greedy. She only bought a few pieces of land that she liked. Those lands were not very good places for the landlords, at least they could not grow crops. Even if they sold them to Feng Qingchen, they would not lose anything. On the contrary, they could make friends with King Qing. Why not do it?

After the land was successfully purchased, Feng Qingchen had completed most of her work in Jiangnan. Feng Qingchen was completely unskilled in hiring, hiring, and buying people at this time, and she didn't know how to raise cattle and pigs. She didn't make any arrangements and returned to Beijing with the contract, preparing to return to the capital and let Tong Jue arrange someone to be responsible for the Jiangnan area.

"I'm leaving now. Take care, Your Highness Prince Qing."

"Take care of yourself!"

The withered yellow leaves were blown up by the wind, spinning twice half a foot above the ground before falling silently. The wind blew into the collar, making the whole body cold. King Qing stretched out his hand and felt the invisible wind passing through his fingers...

Hold tight, let go, and your palms are still empty.

It turns out that winter has arrived without us noticing.

Watching the carriage going farther and farther away, Prince Qing's eyes became increasingly dim: I don't know when we will meet again.

When Feng Qingchen set out from Jiangnan to return to Beijing, there was also a carriage from the Jixia Academy heading towards the Dongling Imperial City. The person sitting in the carriage was Jing Yang, who had appeared in the Xuanyue Palace.

"Junior Master is coming to Dongling? To complete the unfinished lecture of Master?" Wang Jinling looked at the letter in his hand, a trace of surprise flashed across his gentle eyes: "After studying abroad for several years, how come he comes back at this time?"

Wang Jinling rejected Jing Yang's arrival from the bottom of his heart. It's not that he hated Jing Yang, on the contrary, he admired Jing Yang, but Dong Ling was in trouble at the moment, and Jing Yang's arrival at this time made him think a lot.

"Complete the lecture, sir? Are you treating me like a pig? Am I so easily fooled?" Wang Jinling flicked his fingers lightly, and the letter paper in his hand floated to the other end of the table, swayed twice in the air, and fell to the ground.

Three days after the death of Prince Jinling, the Emperor and the Ninth Uncle also received news that Jing Yang was coming to Dongling to give lectures. They were all smart people, and although Jing Yang's reasons were sufficient, no one believed that he was coming to Dongling just to give lectures.

The Jixia Academy was a strange place. Even the Ninth Prince couldn't drive a nail into its core part. The Ninth Prince didn't know much about Jing Yang, so he had no choice but to have tea with someone who knew the inside story.

The Ninth Prince found Wang Jinling and asked directly, "Who is Jingyang? Which family is he from?"

Those who could have a place in the Jixia Academy must be children from a big family. You have to know that in those days, whether it was books or pens, ink, paper, and inkstones, they were all very expensive. A small family could not afford to support a scholar, a great scholar. But this Jing Yang, the Ninth Uncle, could not find out which family he came from…

There was no surname named Jing in the Kyushu Continent, and he couldn't find Jing Yang's real name...