593 Feng Mansion, the prodigal daughter is the most handsome

puff……

Some people in the crowd couldn't help laughing.

The Duke's Mansion has always been the one throwing silver at others, but I never expected that one day they would be thrown silver at by others. It's really funny.

The officials of Shuntian Prefecture were so frightened that they were shaking all over, their eyes wide open and not daring to speak. They couldn't believe that Feng Qingchen dared to tease the Duke of Zhenguo. Did she want to live?

"Feng Qingchen, you dare, you actually dare to humiliate me with money, you... cough cough." The Duke of Zhenguo choked and his face turned red from coughing. Now it was just as Feng Qingchen said, his face was rosy and his complexion was in great shape.

"Insult? Is giving you silver an insult? If that's the case, then just give Qingchen the silver. Qingchen will take whatever you give." Feng Qingchen said with an innocent look on his face, but his eyes looked over the crowd into the distance.

Damn Yun Xiao, it's rare that she wants to ask him for help, but where is he, where is he, why hasn't he come yet? If he doesn't come soon, she will really cry. This Duke Zhenguo has hit his head and his mind is not clear. When he wakes up, he might use force.

"Feng Qingchen, you are making excuses. You dare not let my Zhenguo Mansion see it." The face of the Zhenguo Duke turned even redder. Everyone knew that the Zhenguo Duke's Mansion had been in trouble recently and had spent countless silver to bribe people. Now they are very poor, so how could they have the money to "insult" Feng Qingchen.

"Oh..." Feng Qingchen responded with a look of sudden enlightenment, saying, "So the Duke thinks it's too little and unworthy of the title of the Duke's Mansion. That's right, Duke, you have a delicate body. Even if you didn't break your skin or bleed, you still need to use ginseng and blood pits to heal it. Xia Wan, bring some more silver, don't let the Duke say I "insulted" him."

Xia Wan cooperated very well and took out a silver note of one thousand taels and gave it to Feng Qingchen: "Miss."

Fortunately, she was going to Feng Mansion today. Before leaving, Feng Qingchen specifically reminded her to bring more silver. After she had seen Feng Mansion, she would go to the street to buy things to replenish what was missing in Feng Mansion.

The purpose of doing this is, firstly, to spend money to relax, and also to show others, so that everyone should not worry about the Ninth Prince. She, Feng Qingchen, is not anxious, so why should they be anxious? The Ninth Prince will be fine. Can't they see that she is very leisurely?

"Duke, would another one thousand taels be enough?" Feng Qingchen remained calm and asked Xia Wan to hand over the silver.

Just kidding, if you want to be a spendthrift girl, of course you have to look cool. What's the big deal about doing things by yourself? This is when servants come in handy. It's so embarrassing to do everything by yourself.

"Feng Qingchen, you..." The Duke of Zhenguo's face turned purple and red, and he seemed to be very angry.

Under normal circumstances, the Duke of Zhenguo would never be angered so easily, but today he was uneasy, fearing that the Emperor would get tired of him, and meeting Feng Qingchen, his nemesis, it was inevitable that he would lose control.

Feng Qingchen did not give the Duke of Zhenguo a chance to speak. She raised her voice and suppressed his voice: "Is it still not enough? One thousand one hundred taels is not enough for the Duke's medical treatment? Then... Xia Wan, keep increasing the amount until the Duke is satisfied."

It's just a matter of spending money like water. She would be happy to lose a little money if she could portray the Duke of Zhenguo as a man who values ​​money more than his life.

Su Rou is here, and the competition between her and the Su family is about to end. Regardless of whether she wins or loses, as one of the bankers, she will have a considerable income.

The Duke of Zhenguo was so angry that his lips were trembling. He pointed at Feng Qingchen and said a bunch of things for a long time: "You...you..."

Feng Qingchen looked up at the sky, pretending not to see it, and continued to speak loudly: "Three thousand taels is not enough? The Duke is indeed delicate and precious. Xia Wan, didn't you hear what I said? Keep adding until the Duke is satisfied."

Tsk, you're so angry, that's too ungentlemanly, Feng Qingchen rubbed his fingers leisurely, calm and composed, like a bystander, looking down at the Duke of Zhenguo, with the corners of his lips slightly raised, his face full of sarcasm.

This story tells us that if you don’t have a healthy body, you must take your servants with you when you go out. This way, even if you can’t win an argument, you can ask the servants to help you. Otherwise, you will be like the Duke of Zhenguo, who is unable to speak out his bitterness when he is dumb…

The officials from Shuntian Prefecture looked at this scene, not knowing whether to leave or stay. They secretly hated themselves for being so tactless. They would definitely take a detour next time they saw Feng Qingchen.

The official stood there with a bitter face, feeling uneasy. Seeing that the Duke of Zhenguo was really angry, he was afraid that something bad had happened to him, so he hurried forward and whispered to persuade him: "Miss Feng, please spare our lives. If anything happens to the Duke of Zhenguo, we will not live any more."

"Don't worry, sir. The Duke of Zhenguo only has a minor injury. Don't worry, he will be fine." If she couldn't even find out whether the other person was in good health or not, there was no point in her career.

The Duke of Zhenguo was just anxious and angry, and it would be good for him to vent his anger. Besides, if she didn't take the opportunity to ruin the Duke of Zhenguo's reputation, she would have no chance of leaving. Even if she was the victim, the other party was a high-ranking official and she was injured, so she would be the one who suffered in the end.

The Duke of Zhenguo was so angry that he fainted this time. Looking at the stack of banknotes in front of him and what Feng Qingchen said, he really lost all his face and dignity today. His hands trembled, his eyes rolled back, and he fainted.

"Oh no, oh no, something bad has happened to the Duke." The coachmen and servants of the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion were terrified. If anything happened to the Duke of Zhenguo, they would be the first to suffer.

This time, he was really dizzy. Feng Qingchen was also shocked. He cursed the Duke of Zhenguo in his heart for being too magnanimous. He was so much worse than his daughter. He was really scared. Just as he was about to go forward to check on the Duke of Zhenguo, he heard Yun Xiao's voice: "Who is not well? Don't worry, with the Yun family's medicine and doctors, no matter how bad it is, it will get better."

Yun Xiao walked gracefully out of the crowd, followed by two breathless doctors. He looked like a hero saving a beauty.

"Young Master Yun arrived just in time." Feng Qingchen breathed a sigh of relief. With the doctor at the Duke of Zhenguo's place, nothing would happen. As for Yun Xiao, he had a special identity and was not from Dongling. He could testify for her at the critical moment, proving that she was the one who was hit, but she was young and in good health, so she was not injured.

"I'm late, and I'm sorry to have troubled Miss Feng. If Miss Feng trusts me, please leave this place to me. I will definitely handle it for you."

Yun Xiao is a smart man. Although adding icing on the cake is good, it is never as good as helping someone in need. Now is a special period for Feng Qingchen. Her identity makes her every move attract much attention. If something goes wrong, Feng Qingchen will not be the only one in trouble.

"Thank you, Mr. Yun. Qingchen will not be polite." Feng Qingchen breathed a sigh of relief. Yun Xiao was indeed very sensible. People like him were easy to get along with and impossible to dislike.

Leaving the mess to Yun Xiao, Feng Qingchen walked to Feng Mansion with her maid. Of course before leaving, Feng Qingchen did not forget to remind Xia Wan to take back the banknotes.

You must be kidding. The Duke of Zhenguo didn't even break his head, but he wanted to extort thousands of taels of silver from her. How could it be so cheap? An injury like that could be healed in a few days at home. At most, he could hire a doctor for one tael of silver and have him prescribe some tranquilizers.

…

Su Wenqing was a thoughtful person, and he rebuilt the Feng Mansion exactly as it was. As soon as Feng Qingchen walked in, she felt a sense of familiarity.

Her home is finally back!

No matter how difficult it is, she feels at ease as long as she returns home.

Feng Qingchen carefully checked every place and found that Su Wenqing had made some adjustments to the furnishings, and some of them were obviously old items.

Feng Qingchen was puzzled. The person who stayed behind in Feng Mansion was Su Wenqing's capable subordinate. Seeing Feng Qingchen like this, he knew that she didn't understand Su Wenqing's painstaking efforts, and hurriedly stepped forward to explain: "Miss, the young master said that the furnishings of Feng Mansion were arranged according to the way they were when General Feng and Madam Feng were here. Some of the items were used by Feng Mansion at that time, but later Feng Mansion...Miss became the emperor, and the young master spent some time to find some of them back."

"Your young master is thoughtful." Feng Qingchen nodded, his eyes misty.

It turned out that the Feng Mansion had been so wealthy in the past. It was a pity that when she came, it was already in ruins. If it had not been rebuilt, she would not have known that the Feng Mansion was so grand and magnificent.

Feng Qingchen walked through the corridor, passed the patio, went around the small garden, stepped through the archway, and came to the backyard. Although it was winter, the Feng Mansion did not look bleak, especially the yard where she lived. It was obviously the same as before, but it was more exquisite and more to her liking than before, and every item was placed just right.

Su Wenqing really took a lot of trouble. (In fact, it was Jiuqing who took a lot of trouble!)

Seeing the familiar grass and trees of Feng Mansion appear in front of him, Feng Qingchen's brows finally relaxed. He turned to the people left by Su Wenqing and said, "Tell your young master for me that Feng Mansion is very good and he is thoughtful. Also, tell your young master to lend me a group of people. I will hold a small banquet when I come to the mansion. Ask him to help me prepare some food for the day. Please pass this note to your young master for me."

Since she had already said that she would hold a small banquet on the day she moved back to Feng Mansion, she must not go back on her word. Now that the Ninth Prince was in trouble, she had to make a big fuss about it. The more arrogant she was, the safer the Ninth Prince would be.

After walking around the Feng Mansion, especially the operating rooms, Feng Qingchen checked them carefully to make sure that all the materials Su Wenqing used were genuine and no inferior materials were used as substitutes. Feng Qingchen was very satisfied. Her stomach was rumbling with hunger, so she didn't stay any longer and prepared to return to the courtyard in the west area.

There was no carriage, so Xia Wan wanted to rent one, but Feng Qingchen refused: "Let's walk."

She was not that delicate. In the past, she had always walked everywhere she went. She had also walked in from outside the city.

To see if it’s painful, just imagine kneeling at the city gate for a whole day.

Are you tired? Just think about training three horses in the menagerie.

Is it difficult? Just imagine trying to survive in front of the Queen's Palace.

Are you afraid? Think about the cruel punishments of the Blood-Clothed Guards.

Compared to before, she now has too much, and has enough capital to fight against those who arbitrarily manipulate her life and death. However, the burden on her shoulders is also heavier. Before, she only needed to work hard to survive, but now she has to do a lot more...

Ninth Uncle, what should I do to rescue you as soon as possible? Please tell me!

Feng Qingchen was preoccupied and absent-minded, and Xia Wan and the others had no ability to defend themselves, so when a man in blue rushed towards Feng Qingchen, they had no time to react and could only scream, "Girl, be careful..."