Chapter 615: Destiny (Part 1)

Ninth Prince’s Mansion, side hall.

"This little bastard is really slick." The Ninth Prince was so angry that his teeth were itchy, but he was helpless.

I still wanted to make Cao Yong panic, so I could find an opportunity to deal with him well. Unexpectedly, the other party was still "unmoved like a mountain".

Fang Baikui stood aside with his son, but he felt extremely miserable.

The Ninth Prince knocked on the table with his finger and asked, "How much money have you raised?"

"If you go back to Master Jiu, it will be nearly five million." Fang Baikui leaned over and replied.

The Ninth Prince crossed his legs proudly and said, "But with silver flowers, I will talk about my posts from house to house. I want to see, who doesn't want to admire my face in the territory of the Sijiu City?"

Fang Baikui's face froze, and his mouth was about to say something, but hesitated.

When the Ninth Prince saw that his face had already drooped, he said coldly: "What, why are you going to say something else? How dare you come and take your advice?"

Fang Baikui hurriedly bowed his head and said, "The villain dares not, so he respects the instructions of Master Jiu."

The Ninth Prince looked better, and waved his hand and said, "Go down, that widow Han... You are also staring at it, but I don't believe it anymore. Can she hide in Prince Chun's Mansion for the rest of her life?"

Fang Baikui agreed and took his son respectfully to retreat.

After leaving Beizi Mansion, his face was full of regret.

His son Fang Zhuo followed, feeling shocked and suspicious, but he was not good at asking questions here.

The father and son returned to their private house outside the front door.

"Father, don't you have any money? We can squeeze out a few shares, what else can we worry about?" Fang Zhuo asked when he saw that there was no one else in the room.

Fang Baikui's face turned pale, he shook his head in a daze, and said, "The disaster of the clan is a catastrophe, and the desire is unsatisfactory. This time I was greedy."

"Father..." Fang Zhuo also became a little nervous when he saw his father's expression: "Is it possible that my father is worried that the Cao family will take revenge? Our family still has Jiu Beizi as a backer, so the Cao family should have some concerns?"

Fang Baikui sighed and said, "The business of several generations has been ruined day and night. Now we can only prepare a way out as soon as possible. This time, we made the Ninth Prince's sword, and it was not just the Cao family who offended? The Ninth Prince asked us to buy the business road from house to house, but this forced us to become the public enemy of those people. They are all merchant families. Not to mention others, there are many people in the Cheng family in Beijing, with more than one million taels. How can we still rely on the hands of others?"

Fang Zhuo thought about the Ninth Prince's moodiness and couldn't help but tremble.

After Fang Baikui finished speaking, as if he was a few years old, he bent over and coughed twice, saying, "You should go back to Fujian immediately, collect the remaining industries, take over the wealth, and prepare to go to sea. After three years, I will find out clearly before I can come back." In the end, his voice was unquestionably firm.

Fang Zhuo was shocked when he heard this and stepped forward and said, "Father, why is this?"

Fang Baikui smiled bitterly and said, "This time it's a big show of popularity. I'm afraid that our Fang family's name has already been registered with other royal palaces in front of the emperor. The Ninth Prince is the prince, so what are we doing? What are we?"

"Well, father and son?" Fang Zhuo said a sigh.

Fang Baikui shook his head and looked at the roof and said, "I can't walk anymore. We are the Ninth Prince's knife. The handle of the knife is not in his own hands. You can walk wherever you can. You can go back first and do what I said, just in case. Our Fang family has done a lot of things to do to pity the poor and cherish the weak, just hope that God will open his eyes."

Fang Zhuo wanted to say it again, and he had been stopped by Fang Baikui: "What are you talking about? Do you want to cut off the incense of our Fang family? Even if there is no mistake, you can't stay in the capital. The Ninth Prince's behavior became more and more sinister, and his words were no longer as before. In order to control our Fang family, even if they are safe, they will stay in Beijing."

When Fang Zhuo heard this, he didn't dare to say anything more and knelt down and responded.

Fang Baikui looked at his son and felt bad, and said, "Go and pack your things, just bring enough money. I'll ask Mr. Zhong to send you back."

Fang Zhuo responded and went out. Fang Baikui sat quietly for a while, called a servant to invite Fang Zonggong to come.

After a while, a capable old man came in with the servant.

"Master Fang!" The old man saw Fang Baikui and clasped his fists.

The voice was extremely loud, his eyes were bright, and he sounded like he was about forty people.

"What a master is not a master? Speaking of which, our ancestors had once had a sect, and they could not write two words "Fang". Mr. Zhong, please sit down. I'm sorry that you will protect your nephew and come to Beijing this time, but you have to bear the affection. There are still some housework there. I want Fang Zhuo to go back to cook, so I have to ask Mr. Zhong to worry again." Fang Baikui said.

The old man in front of him also has the surname Fang and his name is Zong Gong. Although he is only in his fifties, he is actually over 60 years old.

Because he has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, he is strong and looks much less prosperous than his actual age.

He had owed Fang Baikui a favor earlier, so when Fang Zhuo entered Beijing this time, he escorted Fang Zhuo to come at the request of Fang Baikui.

Hearing Fang Baikui said this, he didn't think much about it and said, "Qi Niang is thinking about greedy oysters. It's good to go back. The prosperous capital city is not my hometown..."

Chunjun Prince's Mansion, Flower Hall.

Cao Yong looked at his wife a few times and said with a smile: "The face is a little round. Did the concubine make someone delicious food for you?"

Chu Yu also looked at Cao Yong's face. After not seeing him for two or three days, he felt itchy and missed him very much.

"The big mother and the big mother will not only give them nourishment when they see the sky, but also two greedy girls, the second sister and the fifth sister. The cats are in my house all day long, and they eat snacks and food. Not only me, but also Tianhui, have made them fat." Chu Yu smiled with a pursed lips, but he missed homesome.

"I haven't seen my daughter for two days. Did she say she miss me?" When talking about her daughter, Cao Yong dispelled his boredom and his heart became soft.

"Every day, I open my eyes and look for someone. I will be close to my husband, who is my mother." Chu Yu said with a smile: "Master, my wife is in good health. I have been back for two days, otherwise I will go back tomorrow. I can clean up and accompany my wife to go out for a walk on the temple fair on the eighth day of the second month. Sister Zijing, Sister Tian, ​​and several concubines in Rongyuan are the same. I am so embarrassed when I see the sky in the mansion, and it is just cheap to go out for a walk in the temple fair."

Today is the fourth day of the lunar month, tomorrow is the fifth day of the lunar month, and there are three days left, the day when Sakyamuni becomes a monk on the eighth day of the second month. There are temple fairs in many temples outside the city.

However, when talking about going home, Cao Yong remembered Han Jiangshi, rubbed his forehead and said, "I've found out that I'm almost done. I'm afraid someone will have the idea of ​​attacking Han Jiangshi. You can also find out the details with her, what does it mean. If you want to keep, you must grit your teeth and don't let go no matter what. If you don't want to keep, if you have any choice, get married quickly, calmly find a quiet place to avoid it, and live a honest life."

When Chu Yu saw Cao Yong's serious statement, he hesitated for a moment and said, "Mr. Han Jiang is a widow. Who is so unavoidable to marry? Could it be that he is Uncle Ninth?"

"Who else is there except that master?" Cao Yong nodded and said, "It's just because he's looking at Han Jiang's wealth. By the way, I have to explain it to her. It's not that we force her to choose, but that her money is too focused."

Chu Yu was a woman after all, and she was weak-hearted. Thinking of Han Jiang's lonely and helplessness, she felt a little unbearable. She also heard about the name of the ninth prince's love for money. She thought for a while and said, "Mr., why don't the queen mother come back from Tangquan and I walk into the palace. I respect the snacks from our Daoxiang Village, and then bring our female shopkeeper up? Even if the queen mother doesn't care, as long as it is passed to Uncle Jiu's ears, he will be a little afraid."

There are many rules in the palace, and the entrance is the most taboo thing Cao Yong avoids.

He thought for a moment and said, "Don't just send food, just send a few prescriptions to the Queen Mother's kitchen. The Queen Mother should be happy. I heard that she has always pity the poor and the weak, and cannot stand alone women and children. Just mention Han Jiang's life experience and the difficulty of being a woman. There are so many ears in the palace, and as long as you say a few words, it will make the Ninth Prince dare not act rashly."

After discussing, the couple gave up a piece of their thoughts.

Then, it was nothing more than Hang Seng and Tianyou’s schoolwork, Cao Yong’s daily life, etc., and he said a few gossips.

Hongzhuo and his brothers have already returned. When they heard that their brother-in-law has come back, they all come to talk.

After a while, an eunuch came to pass the message. The Seventh Prince had already prepared the wine and food and invited Cao Yong to have a drink.

Chu Yu went back to the inner courtyard, and Hongzhuo and the others surrounded Cao Yong for dinner, chattering, talking about bidding.

In just two days, the bidding and tendering of the Ministry of Internal Affairs has been spread all over the capital.

Cao Yong confirmed the nickname "Shancai Boy". Whoever mentioned it, it was because he opened his eyes wide and couldn't be envious.

Some people are already talking about the wealthy family of the Cao family, and the horse-tie piles in the Cao family are made of gold.

As a result, I really believed it. In the middle of the night, I went outside the Cao Mansion gate and there were many people who wanted to cut a few pieces of gold with a knife.

It's just a farce.

By the sea of ​​Shicha, Qianjing Hutong.

It was cold in February, and when the sun set, there was a wind blowing, which made the window lattice sound.

But there was no chill in the room.

Delicious food, mellow wine, and beauties complement each other, making people intoxicated.

Shi Yun held the wine cup and looked at the woman sitting next to him. He secretly glanced at Yiduli sitting opposite him, remembering the old things.

A few years ago, he first entered the guard office and followed a cousin to a house not far away to have a drink. Yang, who was sitting next to him at that time.

At that time, I also heard that it was a good family and he had invited him to come again in bed.

However, because his family was strictly managed, he did not come back.

Who would have thought that she would become her own little aunt?

After five flavors, after three rounds of wine.

Yi Duli was already a little drunk and became a little dishonest. He hooked the golden lotus who was drinking beside the woman, but his hands were also rubbing the woman's face, and his mouth was panting. If he hadn't been worried about his nephew being by his side, he would have lifted his belt immediately.

These restaurants beside Haizi raise private prostitutes.

Most of them are girls bought from the south, and they are specially used to entertain the powerful and wealthy people in the inner city. Unless someone introduces them, the restaurants here rarely accept customers.

I only sell three or five noodles a day, and the main thing I eat is this mood.

Although the Qing Dynasty law stipulated that officials were not allowed to visit prostitutes, they did not say that they would not allow officials to eat alcohol.

These women are not in prostitutes, and are mostly kept in captivity in the name of slaves.

The one next to Yiduli is a girl who has not yet been deflowered, but she is only thirteen or fourteen years old. She is the first time she is hospitalized today, so she can't bear it. She is already so embarrassed that she blushed. She wants to ask for forgiveness, but she dares not, so she can only bear it shyly.

But Iduli loved this, grabbed the girl's chin and poured the wine in her hand into her mouth.

The girl did not dare to avoid it, and was shocked and her body was already stiff.

Yiduli couldn't help it, so he leaned over and pecked the girl's cherry mouth, got up and picked her up horizontally, and smiled and said to Shiyun: "It's time to do something serious, you are more manly, don't be like a sissy." As he said that, he shook out.

The only woman who was drinking with him was left in the room. Shi Yun was worried about Han Jiang's affairs and ate a lot of wine, and was a little drunk.

But he felt hot, but he was clear-headed and wondered what reason to send the woman around him.

"Hey, you..." Shi Yun turned around and was about to speak to the woman when he saw the woman turn halfway and look at the door. Her face was covered with two lines of clear tears, revealing a bit of sadness and helplessness.

"What's wrong with you?" Shi Yun felt a little unbearable when he saw her like this, and asked, "Maybe it my uncle... that he had let you down..."

Thinking of his uncle's romanticism, Shiyun had this idea in his mind.

Hearing this, the woman shook her head, wiped her tears, and whispered: "I don't know that old man. Yue Niang is my sister, she is only thirteen..." As she spoke, tears were already pouring out from her eyes.

Shi Yun stretched out his finger, wiped the woman's tears, and asked, "What's your name?"
To be continued...