Qin Xiqing looked at the young man in front of her in surprise. She did not expect that Fang Zian was so open-minded.

"It seems that Mr. Fang is not worried at all. The Nu family thought that Mr. Fang would be very upset. It seems that I have overthought it." Qin Xiqing said softly.

Fang Zian smiled bitterly and said: "What's the use of worrying? What's the use of being upset? It's just a day of crying and a day of laughter, so why should I be sad?"

Qin Xiqing nodded and said: "Young Master is right. But what are your plans for the future?"

Fang Zian smiled and said: "I'm just studying to take the exam, what else can I do? Fortunately, being expelled from the school will not affect my Qiu Wei's qualifications. I will definitely win."

Qin Xiqing and Li Quanzhong looked at each other. Li Quanzhong's eyes were full of sarcasm, but Qin Xiqing thought: This person is very confident. Most scholars are humble, but this person is different.

"Young master is so open-minded, and I feel less guilty in my heart. However, this time the incident is ultimately attributed to my family, and I apologize to you again. Manager Li, please take out your things."

Li Quanzhong, who was sitting nearby, was eager to hear this, so he quickly stood up and agreed, taking out a small wooden box from his arms and handing it to Qin Xiqing. Qin Xiqing reached out to take it, and gently opened the lid of the wooden box with her long fingers, revealing the contents inside.

Come on, it's a small stack of banknotes.

"Here are two hundred taels of banknotes from Longde Bank. It's a small thing and not a sign of respect. Although it can't make up for the punishment Master Fang received, it is still a little bit of kindness from the slave family. I hope Master Fang accepts it." Qin Xiqing looked at Fang Zian and said.

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Fang Zian stared straight at the stack of banknotes with a dull expression. Two hundred taels of silver was not much for the wealthy families of dignitaries, but for ordinary people, it was a huge sum of money.

Although Lin'an Prefecture is the richest in the world, ordinary Lin'an people can only earn 350 taels of silver a year. If they live in poverty, 30 taels of silver a month is enough to survive. These 200 taels of silver can last a frugal person for several years.

For a poor person like Fang Zian, this is definitely a huge amount of money that can change a lot.

Qin Xiqing and Li Quanzhong both saw Fang Zian's expression. The temptation of money was indeed extraordinary and no one could resist it. Qin Xiqing's expression was indifferent. In fact, she already had a bad impression of Fang Zian in front of her. She had some curiosity and curiosity about this person before.

There is not much hope left now. After giving these two hundred taels of silver to Fang Zian, there will be no such person in her memory from now on.

Li Quanzhong had a smile on his face. He knew that the next moment Fang Zian would hold the banknote in his arms like a mad dog. All his pride and integrity will show his true colors in front of money. The most real thing in the world is money.

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"You are so poor that there is smoke rising from the graves of your ancestors. If it weren't for my Miss Qin's good conscience, how could you have such a good life?" Li Quanzhong thought in his heart.

"What is this for? As the saying goes, no reward will be given without merit. A gentleman loves money and gets it in the right way. What do I want your money for? I have already said that this matter has nothing to do with you. If I take this money, won't it be hot to my hands?

?" Fang Zian withdrew his gaze and said in a deep voice.

Qin Xiqing and Li Quanzhong were both a little surprised, but they soon thought that this was Fang Zian's courtesy. In their opinion, Fang Zian's eyes had betrayed his heart, and such words were just hypocritical insistence, which was actually more serious.

Make people look down upon him.

"Just take it, it's just a little thought from the slave family. This little money is nothing, it can make up for the misfortune of the young master, which is also a peace of mind for the slave family. Manager Li, get the raincoat, I think we should go, so as not to delay

Master Fang is cleaning up the yard." Qin Xiqing said calmly, stood up, and walked slowly towards the door, her posture beautiful and proud. She didn't look at Fang Zian again, and her interest was already waning.

"I have already said that I will not be rewarded for my merits. Don't you two understand what I mean? Take the banknote and leave it alone!" Fang Zian looked at Qin Xiqing's side face and said solemnly.

Qin Xiqing turned around in surprise and found that Fang Zian's expression was serious and did not look like he was joking. Could it be that this man was really a gentleman who regarded money as dirt? Did she misunderstand him?

Li Quanzhong frowned and said: "Fang Zian, stop being hypocritical. Just have fun secretly.

What are you pretending to be? If you really don't want it, we will really take away the money. Don't regret it then."

Fang Zian frowned and said: "Manager Li, I respect you as a guest, but I have not offended you. You have been sarcastic and mean in your words since you came in, but I didn't say anything. But you must respect yourself, otherwise

If I don't give you face, I'm afraid you won't be able to get off the stage."

"You..." Li Quanzhong blushed and glared at Fang Zian, but he was at a loss for words.

Qin Xiqing said in a deep voice: "Young Master Fang really doesn't want this money? I'm afraid that Young Master Fang needs a sum of money to help him in his current situation. The slave family has no other intentions, and it's not using the money to ask the Young Master to do anything. It's really just out of apology and compensation."

It means. But if this silver causes trouble to the young master, I will take it away to avoid the young master’s displeasure.”

Fang Zian was silent. Qin Xiqing smiled slightly, waved his hand and said, "Manager Li, just take the banknote away, in case Young Master Fang doesn't like it."

Li Quanzhong stepped forward quickly, grabbed the box containing the banknotes, and left. Qin Xiqing also stepped out. But she heard Fang Zian shouting from behind: "This... Miss Qin, stay here."

Qin Xiqing stood still, with a contemptuous smile on his lips. Sure enough, after a try, he knew that Fang Zian was pretending. At this moment, the money was about to run out, and he was anxious. It seemed that he had really made a mistake. This person just came from

His character is disgraceful, hypocritical and pretentious.

"What's going on? Do you want to let us have dinner? I'm afraid you can't afford what Miss Qin eats." Li Quanzhong finally got the chance to ridicule. It's really ridiculous that this guy is pretending to be noble. Now the bamboo basket is empty, what?

It’s really satisfying to be able to get it all.

"Miss Qin, after thinking about it for a while, what you said makes sense. Autumn is coming, and I have been expelled from the school by my husband. I can't go to the academy. I can't get the meager grain and rice from the academy.

, it is indeed a bit difficult to deal with. So... I can accept this money, and follow the authority when the matter is urgent, hahaha." Fang Zian ignored Li Quanzhong's sarcasm and smiled at Qin Xiqing.

Qin Xiqing was disgusted in her heart, but she still smiled on her face and said: "But, doesn't this violate Young Master Fang's principles? It will make Young Master Fang struggle and suffer in his heart. Didn't Young Master say that no merit is rewarded, and a gentleman loves money in the right way?"

"

Fang Zian smiled shamelessly and said: "Yes, you can't violate my principles. I can't accept salary for nothing. But there are ways to work around it. For example... let's say I write two more lyrics and sell them to you.

This is both reasonable and fair, and I won't have any knots in my heart, nor will it undermine my principles as a human being. What do you think, Miss Qin?"

Before Qin Xiqing could speak, Li Quanzhong shouted loudly.

"What? Two poems are sold for two hundred taels of silver? Why don't you go and grab it? One hundred taels of silver for one poem, do you think you are Su Dongpo or Li Yian? You want to get money, but you also want to pretend to be serious. It's really shameless.

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"What's the fuss about? I'm discussing business with your Miss Qin. Why are you, the servant, arguing next to me? Are there any rules?" Fang Zian scolded.

Li Quanzhong was about to counterattack, but Qin Xiqing waved her hand and told him to swallow the words.

"Young master Fang was expelled from the school by your teacher because he wrote a poem for the slave family to sing. Now the master wants to sell the lyrics to the slave family. Isn't this adding mistake to mistake? If Mr. Zhou knew about it, you are afraid

I will never get his forgiveness for the rest of my life. Don’t you think it’s inappropriate to do this?”

Fang Zian laughed and said: "Since I have been expelled from the school, what do I have to worry about? Is it possible that I can be expelled again? It is natural for scholars to make a living by selling literature. If the teacher doesn't like it, there is nothing I can do about it. It's over.

At this point, I can only go against the old man's wishes. Although I feel guilty, it is also a helpless act."

A word popped into Qin Xiqing's mind: This person is extremely shameless.

"Well, it does make some sense. However, since the master wants to discuss business with the slave family, the slave family must follow the rules of business. Do you know how many celebrities in the world want to write lyrics for the slave family? Many people.

I would rather pay a penny than write lyrics for the slave family for free. If the slave family paid a hundred taels of silver to hire someone to write lyrics, I am afraid that the threshold of Wanchun Garden would be squeezed through.

The master wants to exchange two poems for two hundred taels of silver. I'm afraid the slave family won't do this business. The slave family is very straightforward. Although the poem "Mid-Autumn Moon" by the master during the Mid-Autumn Festival last year was good, the slave family paid thirty taels of silver for it.

Next, that was more or less because it was an activity that night. We, Wanchun Garden, were having fun with the people, so we collected lyrics on the spot. Thirty taels of silver was also a reward for the occasion and was more than the value of the lyrics itself. With the song "

As far as the lyrics of "Mid-Autumn Moon" are concerned, at most five taels of silver is a big deal. The fact that "Mid-Autumn Moon" can be sung is mostly due to the reputation of the Nu family. The Nu family speaks straightforwardly, and the young master may find it unpleasant, but you think the Nu family is right.

What?"

By this time, Qin Xiqing's words no longer contained any politeness.

Fang Zian laughed and said: "Miss Qin is absolutely right, the poem about the Mid-Autumn Moon is not a good poem. I just wrote a random poem that night. Five taels of silver is too expensive. But I just did it just to suit the occasion.

. But things are different now. I want to sell you words and essays, so naturally I can’t be perfunctory. Whether words are worth a hundred taels of silver, you have to read them to know. I haven’t written them yet, how do you know they are not worth it? Miss Qin is famous all over the world.

Those who want to write lyrics for you for free are just trying to make a name for themselves through your mouth. How can they be compared with me? Naturally, business requires fair dealings, and I don’t want to force it. If Miss Qin is willing to do this business, I will write it for you.

Look, it's worth a hundred taels of silver and we'll make this deal. If you think it's not worth it, I won't bother you. I'll go to the dock tomorrow to carry bags and help people move goods and trucks, but you won't starve to death.

What do you think?"

Qin Xiqing bit her lower lip and lowered her head to think quietly. Next to her, Li Quanzhong said in a deep voice: "What are you talking about with him, girl? This guy is just talking nonsense. A hundred taels of silver for a word? Are you crazy? Who does he think he is?"

But Qin Xiqing raised her head, nodded and said: "Master Fang, I will do as you say. If you write a poem to pay tribute to the slave family, if it is worth a hundred taels of silver, we will do the business. If it is not worth it, don't blame me.

.If you refuse, I will take the money. I also apologized for the fact that you were kicked out of the door by your teacher. You can’t blame me, Wanchunyuan."

Fang Zian laughed and said: "I told you a long time ago that I don't blame you. You insist on taking it from yourself. I didn't come to blame you. We only do business and don't get involved in anything else."

Qin Xiqing nodded and said: "Okay, it's settled. The young master will think about it and write the words. Once he's finished, he'll send them to Wanchun Garden."

Fang Zian waved his hand and said with a smile: "Why bother? I can just write a song on the spot. Writing lyrics is not like having a baby. You have to wait ten months?"

Qin Xiqing's face was sulky, secretly annoyed that this guy was speaking without restraint. But since he wanted to write lyrics in person, he just let him do it. It would be a good thing to get rid of this guy as soon as possible. What good words can such a person write?

"Since the young master is so confident, Xiqing will wait and see." Qin Xiqing walked back and sat down, turned to look at the pattering rain outside the door, and said nothing more.

Fang Zian laughed, turned around and went into the side room to get pen, ink, paper and an inkstone. He took the inkstone under the eaves to collect some rainwater, quickly sharpened the ink, and then spread the paper and picked up the pen.

"I'm going to start writing now," Fang Zian said.

Qin Xiqing turned to look at him, her expression indifferent and without any expectation.

Fang Zian laughed, dipped in ink, put away his smile, and brushed his pen on the paper. In a moment, a poem came to mind.

"Miss Qin, do you think this poem is worth a hundred taels?" Fang Zian put down his pen and asked with a tilt of his head.

Qin Xiqing slowly stood up and walked to the desk. She casually glanced at the writing on the paper. Suddenly, her whole body seemed to be struck by lightning. She was shocked after just reading the first two sentences.

.I couldn’t wait to read it quickly. When I reached the last sentence, my eyes were already flashing with joy.

"This word...this word..." Qin Xiqing murmured excitedly.

"How is it? Is it worth a hundred taels?" Fang Zian put away the words and deliberately did not poke his head over to see Li Quanzhong, and asked with a smile.
Chapter completed!