Chapter 140 Song Lan Becomes a Disciple
Because of this worry, Song Rouxi ran out late at night and waited for someone here.
"Go back first. I know what you mean." The prince reached out and gathered her clothes. "Your father has been in this position for quite some time. I plan to transfer him to another position."
Song Rouxi's eyes flashed with surprise, "Where?"
After a series of setbacks and many setbacks, Song Rouxi had long forgotten to conceal her ambitions and needs. Before the Crown Prince, she was known for her kindness, gentleness, and lack of desire. But now, she seemed a bit out of place.
The prince frowned, suppressed his discomfort, and said, "I plan to arrange for your father to go to the Ministry of Rites. After a few years in the Ministry of Rites, the Minister of Rites above him will be getting older and needs to be promoted. When he becomes the Minister of Rites, your father can take over the position of Minister of Rites."
The Ministry of Rites? Putting aside their power of influence, the Ministry of Rites oversaw the Zhou Dynasty's sacrificial rituals and festivals, as well as the imperial court's interactions with remote kingdoms. The waters were incredibly deep, and more importantly, no official from the Ministry of Rites had ever been seen living in poverty.
"The prince treats me and my family so well, I really have no way to repay him." Song Rouxi wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, looking so moved that she didn't know what to say.
The prince smiled and rubbed her head, "Why be polite with me?"
"I hope Dad will be happy to hear this news."
On the way, the prince heard about some recent events in the Song family, including the fact that Song Rouxi's mother was sent to a temple. Generally speaking, female relatives did not need to go to the temple unless they committed a serious crime.
Since you've been there, there must be a problem.
Naturally, he was unhappy. Now the Queen was strongly opposed to his relationship with Song Rouxi. If she knew about this, the two of them would have no chance at all.
"I heard that something happened to your mother?"
Song Rouxi knew that this matter would be revealed sooner or later, but she was still shocked by the speed at which the other party learned the news.
"My mother, my mother..." She sobbed a few times, looking heartbroken.
The prince, who was unhappy just now, suddenly softened his heart.
"Take your time."
She sniffled again, and after a long while, she slowly said, "My mother was worried about me, so she wanted to find someone to teach her a lesson and tell her not to bully me. But she was so cruel and ruthless, spreading rumors and insisting that we were deliberately trying to discredit her. This matter became a big deal, and my mother was forced to go to the temple."
After saying that, she asked tentatively, "My mother suffered a lot for this matter, but she did it all for me. Prince, you believe me...right?"
"Of course I believe you. It's really abominable that she bullies people like this. But don't worry for now. I will find a way to bring your mother back."
Song Rouxi's purpose is not only this, more importantly, she wants the prince to take action on her behalf and deal with Song Ci.
"I'm worried that when my mother comes back, she'll have lots of tricks up her sleeve and try to torture us again..."
Seeing his beloved being tortured like this, even the other party's parents were troubled by it, and the prince was really annoyed with Song Ci in his heart.
"I'll find a chance to vent your anger. Don't worry, I'm here and no one will bully you."
The prince's assurance made Song Rouxi feel at ease. She felt that it was worth taking the risk to come out tonight.
What about Song Dynasty porcelain at this moment?
The next day, she brought her brother to Lin Huo's academy.
Lin Huo's teacher glanced at Song Lan and asked them to go out and test them individually.
Song Ci and Lin Huo were waiting at the door. Song Ci was in a good mood and not too nervous. She saw her brother's efforts, and even if he could not meet the requirements, she would always think of other ways to let her brother continue studying.
Lin Huo interpreted her silence as worry.
"Miss Song San, don't worry. My master is a very easy-going person. If your brother is a promising student, he will definitely accept him."
Song Ci raised her eyes and smiled, "Of course I believe you."
The words "I believe you" made Lin Huo blush immediately. He buried his head in his shoes to hide the embarrassment in his eyes. After a while, he remembered that the things he and Song Ci bought were almost ready to be sold.
So, what’s next?
“After the sea freight business is over, I want to do other business.”
Song Ci guessed what he was thinking and said it directly.
"What does Miss Song San want to do?"
"Buy a house."
This was beyond Lin Huo's expectations. He asked, seemingly understanding, "Why buy a house?"
The two of them had been together for a while, and Song Ci had a rough idea of what kind of person Lin Huo was. Although she couldn't tell him everything, she had a foundation of trust in him.
"I want to buy a house in the south and sell it in six months."
"South? Isn't that where I live? Where..." Lin Huo frowned, as if he couldn't understand Song Ci's approach.
Houses in the south are relatively cheaper. Most of the dignitaries in Beijing live in the north. Even if you buy a house here, there is not much point in selling it after half a year. The silver you earn is only a few dozen taels.
He took a deep breath. A year ago, he was still worried about the cost of living and studying. But after completing a few orders with Song Ci, he actually dared to scorn the profit of a few dozen taels.
"It's OK to go south. I can earn a few dozen taels, which is enough for me to spend."
Seeing that the other party obviously didn't understand the meaning, Song Ci didn't explain much. The house in the south can make money, and the important point lies with Lin Huo.
If her memory served her correctly, within a year or two at most, Lin Huo would pass the imperial examination. With his support as the top scholar, many families with sons who were scholars would believe that houses facing south had good feng shui, and the prices of houses here would soar to an unbelievable height.
When I sell it, I think I'll make a lot of money.
Lin Huo helped her, and she also planned to persuade the other party to buy it with her.
She would never think that the favor from the top scholar was too much.
"Do you have any extra money?"
"There are still some. Miss Song San wants me to buy some as well."
"Yes."
Song Ci's straightforwardness made Lin Huo stunned for a few seconds. He didn't have much money on hand. Considering the expenses of studying and other things, he also had to prepare for emergencies. Of course, the more money he had on hand, the better.
"With the money I have, I should be able to buy one."
If someone else had said this, Lin Huo might not have taken it seriously, but it was different when the person who said this was Song Ci.
He always inexplicably trusts the other person unconditionally.
Song Ci, however, thought more, guessing that the other party's money must have been spent. They say that it is difficult for a noble son to come from a poor family, and this is true. Money for education, clothing and food, as well as buying writing brushes, inkstones, paper, and books is a huge expense for ordinary people.
As Lin Huo's father, Doctor Lin, was in a state of deficit even after opening a clinic.
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