013. Whitewash
Inside the elegant pavilion, Duke Huan and his son left in a hurry, sulking the ground. Before leaving, Liang Shenyu chuckled and said, "My cousin's future can wait, but my uncle's creditors are probably pressing for him."
The coldness and malice in his eyes were not concealed.
Yan Wanze sensed something in that look, and suddenly felt cold all over. Fear was greater than anger, and his teeth were chattering: "It was you...you who instructed them..."
Liang Shenyu was calm and just smiled: "The casino is not the business of the Marquis' Mansion, and I did not force you to gamble, uncle, you can't blame others."
Yan Wanze realized later that Liang Shenyu had so easily agreed to the appointment today not because of their old friendship, but because he wanted to see him make a fool of himself!
Yan Shuning was also shocked by this sudden change. He knew that he was being made a fool of today. He was angry but had nothing to say. He could only leave in a hurry with Yan Wanze, who was in a daze.
A moment later, Song Yan walked in with a dazed look on his face. "Master, it smells so good! I thought this restaurant was just a name for nothing. I didn't expect that this chef who calls himself "Fusheng" is such a good cook! How careless! How careless!"
Liang Shenyu took a bite of the tender steamed fish and lowered his eyes with an unfathomable expression.
Song Yan said eagerly, "I have inquired and found out that Fusheng only cooks five tables of dishes a day and leaves after he is done. It is not easy to have a meal of his cooking."
Liang Shenyu looked at him, "So what do you want?"
Song Yan tried, "Why don't you go to my house and cook for me..."
Liang Shenyu laughed out loud, "Don't bother yourself. You can't invite him. Go and say hello to the store owner and thank this Mr. Fusheng for me."
Song Yan was confused.
Thanks?
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In the kitchen, Rong Se had just finished and was washing his hands when he heard Lan Ying come to thank Marquis Dingbei. She whispered, "Master, why did you get involved in this matter? What does the family affairs of Marquis Dingbei have to do with us? If it weren't for him, you wouldn't have to be so shackled."
Rong Se wiped his hands and said with a smile, "There's nothing wrong with doing him a favor."
This is one of the reasons.
Rong Jing's character is different from the original novel, but Liang Shenyu has truly served in the army for fourteen years, guarding the border and protecting his country. Not to mention the grudge between him and the original owner, Rong Se could hardly imagine how a thirteen-year-old boy could support the fallen Marquis's Mansion. Yan Wanze's family was really disgusted. Now that he could go back with a simple effort, it could be regarded as a comfort to the boy who had gritted his teeth and was strong in the past years.
...by the way, I'm trying to force a favor on you. Rong Se will have to fight against Rong Jing sooner or later. I just hope Liang Shenyu will show some mercy for the sake of these two dishes today.
Lan Ying sighed and muttered unhappily, "When did you become so kind-hearted?"
Rong Se paused, turned to look at her, and said with a smile: "Is this not good?"
When Lan Ying saw his smile, she suddenly choked up and broke out in a cold sweat.
She used to be afraid of the Ninth Prince, but recently, perhaps because her master had been too approachable, she couldn't control her mouth and immediately said, "I admit my guilt!"
A moment of silence.
Most of Rong Se's face was hidden by the mask, and it was unclear whether he was cold or gentle. Only his voice was warm: "What are you afraid of?"
Lan Ying dared not speak any more and lowered her head in submission.
"Bad people are born sick. People should be more casual and do everything with a clear conscience." Rong Se said, "People can't live with hatred. Lan Ying, you understand this best. I'm not a kind-hearted person, I just don't want to embarrass myself anymore."
People are supposed to look forward when they are alive. It is not a good life if they always look back on the past in sorrow. Rongse himself has deeply experienced this, and he believes Lanying also understands it.
He and this girl have exactly the same past.
Lan Ying was surprised and opened her mouth slightly. After a while, she said, "What do you mean?"
Rong Se laughed and said, "Why do you think I want to compete with Rong Jing?"
Lan Ying hesitated: "For the greater good?"
Rong Se shook his head and said softly: "For justice and for survival."
For the sake of justice for the original owner, the events in the original novel have not happened yet. He still has a chance to correct the mess left by the original owner, and also a chance to make those who pushed the original owner into a desperate situation pay the price.
Lan Ying thought of the rumors about the prince's body and hesitated to speak.
Rong Se said frankly: "Those who think they are noble are controlling my fate at will. They hold the power of life and death, but they are just standing in a high position, just like your father. They don't use the power in their hands to take responsibility, but use their own strength to bully the weak. Whether it's Empress Dowager Cao, Rong Jing, or Rong Xu, they are no different from your gambling father who killed his wife and sold his daughter. Lan Ying, I am the same as you. Fate is unfair, but I will never surrender to a controlled fate."
Lan Ying was stunned by these words, her eyes widened in confusion.
Rong Se looked at her sincerely, and said in a sincere tone: "No one is born evil. Let's just treat Dingbei Hou's matter today as an act of injustice."
Lan Ying was shocked and nodded in a daze.
The winter in Jinjing that year was extremely cold. The woman's cries for mercy and the sounds of being beaten mixed together, which was miserable and hopeless. She was tied up outside the yard, her fingers were frozen and swollen, and she could do nothing.
The man was still cursing, and every word he said was filled with contempt and hatred. He said, "What's the point of me raising you? Zui Xiang Lou wants her, that's her blessing! I gave birth to her and raised her, so what's wrong with selling her for some money?"
"And you, stop pretending to be so noble and sell it well for me!"
Gradually, the woman's voice became lower and lower until it disappeared completely, leaving only his crazy cursing.
It was really cold in the winter of that year.
Thinking about it now, Lan Ying still feels a chill all over her body, and hatred and disgust are engraved in her bones. Every time she thinks of it, she feels that the man died too easily.
Lan Ying thought of her master's rough life in a tangled mess. She knew about it. Then she suddenly remembered that in these years she had only seen her master calmly planning and making use of everything. She had never seen him weak and sad. Because of this, she forgot that the regent who was criticized and impeached by the censors was not a knife that could only take people's lives.
He is a person.
Lan Ying frowned sadly and felt a little shy.
Rong Se saw her expression, lowered his eyes calmly, breathed a sigh of relief, and gave himself a thumbs up in his heart.
I'm really good at taking advantage of every opportunity to make chicken soup!
To change his image, he had to start with the people around him. At least, he had to keep these three confidants left by the original owner under control, who might turn against him in the future.
Lan Ying is undoubtedly the easiest one to attack. She is still young and spoiled by the Yun brothers, so she has developed a chivalrous and courageous temperament. Now, every word he says implies that we are the same and we are definitely not enemies. This will easily shake Lan Ying's preconceived impression of the original owner.
In layman's terms, this is called whitewashing.