In the courtyard, there were several low gasps, which were obviously the secret guards hidden in the courtyard.
After a moment of astonishment, Shangguan Xuanqing's expression returned to normal. Although fifty thousand taels of gold was not a small sum of money, it was not difficult for the Qing Palace to come up with fifty thousand taels of gold.
"Okay!" Shangguan Xuanqing remained calm as he spoke slowly and then shouted outside: "Jingyun, ask Mr. Xiao to go to the warehouse to bring 50,000 taels of gold to Miss Feng Er."
"Yes, Master!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a black shadow floated away from the courtyard like a gust of wind, leaving shallow waves in the air.
As Jingyun left, Feng Qingzhuang turned around and faced the window again, looking at the green bamboos swaying in the autumn wind in the yard outside the window. Neither she nor Shangguan Xuanqing spoke. The study was silent, even if it was a needle
You can hear the slightest sound of falling to the ground
Half an hour passed. Mr. Xiao led two servants and bowed into the study. The two servants were sweating profusely and carrying a large box.
"Your Majesty, I have already done the counting. This box contains 50,000 taels of gold." Manager Xiao said respectfully. His shrewd eyes glanced at Feng Qingzhuang silently, and he was puzzled. He didn't know about this external rumor.
What tricks did the idiot Miss Feng Er use to actually get the shrewd and wise prince to give her a total of fifty thousand taels of gold? This intelligence and means alone are definitely beyond the reach of others.
"Well, go down!" Shangguan Xuanqing's eyes were complicated and difficult to distinguish. He responded lightly and waved away the housekeeper and the two servants.
"Yes" Manager Xiao led two servants carrying boxes out of the study.
"Miss Feng Er, would you like to count the amount of gold again?" Shangguan Xuanqing's black eyes were like a deep pool, bottomless, and he said calmly.
"No need." Feng Qingzhuang still turned her back to Shangguan Xuanqing and objected decisively. There was a hint of calculation hidden in her cold and frosty eyes. She looked at the figure on the wall who was enjoying the play and raised the corners of her lips.
A slight smile is like the first bloom of an epiphyllum, unstoppable
If you want to watch a show, of course you have to pay something.
Wu Jingyu was instantly lost in this bright smile like a summer flower, his expression was soft, his obsessed eyes showed the tenderness of the spring breeze, and the corners of his lips could not help but curl up.
"Since Second Miss Feng will no longer count, I will send someone to deliver these 50,000 taels of gold to the Prime Minister's Mansion." Shangguan Xuanqing squinted his eyes and stared at the back, and spoke as coldly as the wind.
"Thank you, Prince Qing, for your kindness. However, I have already found someone to carry the wooden box, so I won't trouble His Highness Prince Qing." Feng Qing's cold eyes were as bright as spar, and the smile on her lips became brighter and brighter like spring flowers and autumn moon.
Getting more and more intoxicating
Wu Jingyu was as intoxicated as before, only he was not tired of dying in this beautiful and sweet smile like the first bloom of an epiphyllum. He did not know that someone had plotted against him.
"It seems that Miss Feng Er came here well prepared. I wonder who has such an honor to be a porter for Miss Feng Er." Shangguan Xuanqing calmed down, withdrew his gaze from staring at the back, and mocked lightly.
Ignoring Shangguan Xuanqing's mocking tone, Feng Qingzhuang pointed at Wu Jingyu on the wall and said, "He!"
The vast blue sky and white clouds floated above his head. Wu Jingyu held his forehead and sighed, feeling a flock of crows flying above his head. The black-hearted woman... actually asked him to be a porter to move boxes.
Following the direction of Feng Qingzhuang's finger, Shangguan Xuanqing turned his eyes and saw from a distance Wu Jingyu, who was dressed in black and lying lazily on his side on the wall, his face changed slightly, his brows furrowed slightly, and there was a strange light.
Flashing from the bottom of his eyes, his thin lips parted slightly, and his voice was as light as water mixed with a few traces of slight anger.