Chapter 131 Chapter 113 Slight Punishment "Leave it to...
"Leave it to me, this is what I'm best at!" Jingliu, who followed behind Yan Zhuo, was very active. In the army, he usually had to do all the sewing and mending of torn shoes, socks and clothes by himself, and he had already mastered the skills.
At this moment, he was already ready to go. He even took out the cloth bag containing needles and thread, and tossed it up and down in his hands, just waiting for the master's order, so that he could immediately show everyone how good his needlework was!
He actually dared to speak so shamelessly to the young lady of the Zhao family. He thought this guy was tired of living!
"What do you want to do?" Li Yucheng took a step back in fear. "This is under the feet of the emperor, how dare you!"
"If we don't dare, then I'm afraid no one will dare to do so under the emperor's feet." Jing Liu sneered, as if he was looking at a fool.
"Have you heard of Shadow Guard?"
Shadow Guard?!
Hearing this name, Li Yucheng's eyes widened and he looked at the young man in front of him.
Everyone in the capital knew that the Shadow Guard's master was none other than Prince Heng, Yan Zhuo, the ruthless war god. Although Li Yucheng had never met Yan Zhuo, he was well aware of the rumors surrounding the war god.
Thinking of this, Li Yucheng immediately closed his mouth tightly, not daring to shout a word, for fear that his mouth would really be sewn off in the next second.
Afraid that Li Yucheng would struggle too hard and affect his performance, Jing Liu quickly tied him up tightly.
The annoying noise finally quieted down.
Fearing that the scene later would be too much, Zhao Mingsheng asked Meng's mother to go back to her room to rest first.
Yan Zhuo did not speak immediately, but turned his gaze to Zhao Mingsheng, leaving the choice to her.
Smelling the cold pine scent beside him, Zhao Mingsheng gradually calmed down.
Although she really wanted to sew Li Yucheng's mouth shut, if she did so and the news got out, Yan Zhuo would inevitably be branded as a lyncher, which would only add luster to those false rumors.
Thinking of this, Zhao Mingsheng frowned slightly, thought for a moment, and shook his head.
Yan Zhuo knew what she was worried about. He loosened his hand that was restraining the girl's wrist, tapped her frowning brows twice, and couldn't help but smile.
"You know, I don't care about that. What matters is that you can vent your anger."
He knew that his reputation among the people was not good. They were afraid of him and naturally believed some so-called rumors. That so-called reputation was far less important than the relief of the people in front of him.
A warm touch spreads between the eyebrows.
"But I care."
"They were clearly fighting in battle, but they described it as killing people without mercy."
"It's clearly about punishing corruption and eliminating evil, but they are described as running dogs of the imperial court."
"There are many other ways to vent your anger, it doesn't have to be this way."
The girl's voice was crisp, but every word she spoke was powerful.
The moment their eyes met, the determination in the girl's eyes caught Yan Zhuo off guard, and the fingertips that had just stroked his brow became hot unconsciously.
Even Jing Liu who was standing beside him clenched his fists.
Over the years, they have become accustomed to His Highness being misunderstood or not understood, and they never expected that one day someone would speak for them like this.
Yan Zhuo pinched his trembling fingertips, lowered his head and chuckled helplessly.
"Okay, then use your method." There was a subtle hint of fondness in his tone. "But don't get yourself hurt."
Zhao Mingsheng blushed when she thought of her previous actions. She admitted that she was a little impulsive just now.
"Don't worry, you don't need this." Zhao Mingsheng said as he waved his fist.
Zhao Mingsheng bent down and picked up the Silver Star Begonia that had been rooted, then ordered someone to go to the study and find a collection of books. She held the begonia in one hand and the collection in the other and walked over to Li Yucheng.
"Since you don't know what it is, I didn't intend to pursue it, but you insisted that it was just a weed..."
Zhao Mingsheng shook the book in his hand and asked, "Have you read Mr. Shen's Qiuhua Collection?"
Ms. Shen loved flowers all her life, and she arranged her works in order according to the seasons of the flowers. The book in Zhao Mingsheng's hand is her work "Autumn Flowers Collection", which was arranged in order according to the seasons of the flowers.
Zhao Mingsheng was not surprised to see Li Yucheng's confused look. Judging from the way he looked drained by alcohol and sex, he must have never read it.
She raised her hand, turned the book to the page with the picture of Begonia, and showed the page to Li Yucheng.
"If my words are not enough, you will definitely say that we are in collusion to deceive you." She raised her hand, turned the book to the page with the picture of begonia, and turned the page to Li Yucheng.
“Now you can see clearly.”
The crabapple in Zhao Mingsheng's other hand was identical to the one in the caption, both in leaf shape and branching. Now, even if Li Yucheng wanted to deny it, he had no choice.
"Okay, I admit this isn't a weed, okay?"
Zhao Mingsheng put away the book and said coldly, "Since you admit it, then I'll compensate you according to the price."
Hearing that he would only have to pay the price, Li Yucheng breathed a sigh of relief. How much could a begonia be worth? Compared to sewing his mouth shut, this was already quite good.
"How much compensation do you want?" Li Yucheng asked.
Zhao Mingsheng stretched out two fingers and shook them.
"Twenty taels?" Before Li Yucheng could be happy, he saw the girl in front of him shaking her head slightly.
"Two thousand taels." Zhao Mingsheng paused and added, "Gold."
If Zhao Mingsheng remembered correctly, the pot of begonia at the Duke's Mansion cost two thousand taels of gold. This one now would be even more valuable in both appearance and value.
"Since it's destroyed, you should pay the price."
"Or do you want to try Jingliu's needlework skills?"
Even though the Li family was once prosperous, they were now ruined by Li Yucheng and had little money left. Li Yucheng was still hesitant at first, but after hearing the second half of the sentence, he shook his head frantically.
"I'll pay! I'll pay!"
As soon as Li Yucheng finished speaking, there was a commotion behind him.
"Madam! What's wrong with you, madam?" The maid beside Li was in a hurry to support the staggering Li.
What's wrong? What else could it be?
The thought of this begonia costing two thousand taels of gold made Li's lips turn pale and she found it difficult to breathe. Li Yucheng was always busy spending money, not realizing that the Li family had long been struggling to make ends meet and couldn't possibly afford the two thousand taels. In the end, she, as their aunt, had to supplement the cost. Wasn't this killing her?
"You can leave after signing this." Zhao Mingsheng handed the newly written contract to Li Yucheng, "Remember to send two thousand taels of gold within seven days."
"Yucheng can't sign!" Li tried to stop him but was pushed away.
"Don't sign? Are you waiting for me to get stitches? It's just two thousand taels of gold. Isn't it worth my life?"
As he spoke, he wrote down his name with a big stroke of his pen.
After signing, he fled quickly on the pretext of going back to raise money.
Li was so angry at her nephew that she seemed to have seen the silver flying away from her. She loved money so much that her eyes suddenly turned black and she fainted.
The maids had no choice but to rush Li back to the Marquis' Mansion.
Seeing that he had no chance to show his talent, Jing Liu had to take back the cloth bag containing needles and thread with some regret.
"Okay, you all go and get busy first." Zhao Mingsheng dismissed the servants in the yard.
In a blink of an eye, only Zhao Mingsheng and Yan Zhuo were left in the courtyard.
"Thank you so much today. Is there something you want to ask for, Your Highness?"
The girl has bright eyes and white teeth, and the green dress makes her look even more beautiful.
Yan Zhuo silently memorized the girl's appearance in his mind, narrowed his black and white eyes, and whispered, "I just came out of the palace and was about to return home. I stopped by here on the way, nothing important."
Yan Zhuo said it lightly, but Zhao Mingsheng knew that although this place was not far from Prince Heng's Mansion, it was east and west of the palace, so there was no way they would pass by.
She curled the corners of her lips quietly, but did not pursue the truth of this passing person.
"I haven't thanked the craftsmen that His Highness Prince Heng introduced me to yet. They are all skilled and their work is efficient and orderly. After the courtyard is completely renovated, I would like to host a banquet to invite some relatives and friends to celebrate the move. I hope Your Highness will do me the honor of attending."
"I'm afraid not."
The girl, who didn't expect to be rejected, was stunned. She lowered her watery eyes and felt a little lost inexplicably. Realizing that her thoughts were wrong, she quickly forced a smile.
"I was inconsiderate. His Royal Highness Prince Heng is very busy and naturally has no time..."
The more the girl spoke, the lower her head drooped.
The poor little thing's appearance made Yan Zhuo feel helpless and wanted to laugh.
Before Zhao Mingsheng could finish his words, he felt a big, broad hand falling on his head.
Yan Zhuo gently rubbed the top of the girl's head.
"What are you thinking about?" The man said, "I always have time for you."
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