Qin Baoer has passed the critical stage of his illness, and although he still cannot get out of bed, Feng Qingchen has no time to stay with her. No matter how much Bu Jing begs or how Qin Baoer cries, Feng Qingchen leaves just as he says.
"Qingchen, can't you stay with me anymore?" After hearing Bu Jingyun say that she almost died and it was Feng Qingchen who saved her, Qin Baoer became even more dependent on Feng Qingchen. In her heart, Feng Qingchen's status was
Rising rapidly, second only to Lan Jiuqing.
"Miss Qin, I am a doctor." I am not your wet nurse. I have no responsibility or obligation to stay with you.
"I know, my illness is not cured yet? What should I do if you leave?" Qin Baoer blinked and asked silently.
Feng Qingchen is a girl, and Qin Baoer prefers Feng Qingchen to check her and change her dressings instead of the Valley Master and Sun Sixing. Although the Valley Master is older, Qin Baoer still feels ashamed.
"Your illness doesn't require me to stay here. There are other patients waiting for me to treat. I can't stay in Jiangnan for a long time. Miss Qin, you are so kind and kind, how could you ignore the life and death of others just because of yourself?" Feng Qingchen knew, and
It's useless for Qin Baoer to reason. Qin Baoer is used to everyone surrounding her. When she says she feels uncomfortable, everyone carefully supports her.
Qin Baoer doesn't care about other people's difficulties. She only knows that she wants the best. But Qin Baoer has one good thing, that is, he is kind, and he also thinks that he is very kind, so...
As soon as Feng Qingchen said this, Qin Baoer could only nod sadly even though she was extremely dissatisfied, because she was a beautiful and kind-hearted Qin Baoer who would not ignore the life and death of others for her own sake.
Feng Qingchen bid farewell to Qin Baoer smoothly and felt relieved. She was really not good at dealing with that kind of crystal-like innocent girl.
However, Feng Qingchen did not go back to Beijing directly. Instead, accompanied by the King of Qing, she went to the small town she had visited before and bought those pieces of land.
These small towns are some distance away from the inner city. Feng Qingchen is very famous in the city, but not many people know about these small towns. In addition, even if they know, they will not tell Feng Qingchen, who bought the land, and
Feng Qingchen, the founder of Jiangnan Medical College, was associated with each other as if they had the same name and surname.
In this era where publicity relies on word of mouth, it is not easy to become famous all over the world. Feng Qingchen had to lament that it is not easy for Wang Jinling to be famous all over the world. Even if she is famous in the capital and Jiangnan City, she can't be famous all over the world.
Once she leaves these two places, no one knows who she is.
With the King of Qing accompanying him, the land purchase went smoothly. When the few officials who raised the price heard that the King of Qing accompanied Feng Qingchen to buy the land, they came forward in a flattering manner: "Young man, you are really blind."
, It turns out that Miss Feng, you want to buy land. Miss Feng, you built Jiangnan Medical College. I know this, and you can bring benefits to us Jiangnan people. If I know that Miss Feng, you want to buy land, I would have given it to you long ago.
, Miss Feng, look, this is the land deed you want."
"Thank you very much." Feng Qingchen glanced at the expressionless King Qing, took the land deed, and after confirming it was correct, signaled the Eighteenth Cavalry to hand over the money: "The money to buy the land."
It's neither high nor low, just the market price. Although she uses her power to bully others, she doesn't take advantage.
"It's just a small piece of worthless land. How can I ask for your money? This land is my contribution to Jiangnan Medical College. Please accept it, Miss Feng." The foreigner said to Feng Qingchen,
But those eyes clearly saw Wang.
To be able to see the prince is like smoke rising from his grave.
"It is a natural thing to buy land to get money. If you are not willing to take over this land, I will not buy it." Rights are really a good thing. She couldn't buy something at double the price. The King of Qing sat here and said
I bought it, but they still didn’t give me the money. What’s really...
What an unfair world!
"This, this..."
"You can accept it if you are told." King Qing said, but the man did not dare to say anything anymore.
Similar situations kept happening. Everywhere Feng Qingchen went, there would be people begging her to buy land, and even offering thousands of fertile fields. As long as Feng Qingchen bought it, they would sell it.
To be honest, Feng Qingchen was really moved. You must know that Jiangnan is a land of plenty, and the fertile fields here have good harvests, but she also knows what it means to be greedy and swallow the elephant.
The King of Qing had given her enough face, but if she wanted to be greedy, she would break the rules. You must know that those who can own large tracts of fertile land in Jiangnan are people with backgrounds, and some people even the King of Qing cannot easily touch.
Feng Qingchen was not greedy. She only bought a few pieces of land that she liked. Those lands were not very good places for these landowners. At least they could not grow food. Even if they were sold to Feng Qingchen, they would not lose anything.
What, on the contrary, it can make friends with the Qing King, why would everyone not do it?
After successfully buying the land, Feng Qingchen's work in Jiangnan was mostly completed. Feng Qingchen was not good at recruiting, hiring or buying people at this time, and she didn't know how to raise cattle or pigs. She didn't do it.
Any arrangement, I took the contract and returned to Beijing, planning to return to the capital and ask Tong Jue to arrange someone to take charge of Jiangnan.
"I'm leaving. Your Highness, Prince Qing, take care."
"Take care of yourself!"
The withered yellow leaves were rolled up by the wind, spinning twice half a foot above the ground, and then falling silently. The wind blew into the collar, making people feel chilled all over. King Qing stretched out his hand and felt the invisible wind slipping through his fingers...
Hold on tight, let go, the palms of your hands are still empty.
It turns out that before I knew it, winter had already arrived.
Looking at the carriage going further and further away, King Qing's eyes became increasingly dim: I don't know when we will meet again next time.
When Feng Qingchen set off from Jiangnan back to Beijing, there was also a carriage in Jixia Academy heading towards Dongling Imperial City. The person on the carriage was Jing Yang who had appeared in Xuanyue Palace.
"Uncle Junior Master is coming to Tangling? To complete the lectures that Mr. Wang has not completed?" Wang Jinling looked at the letter in his hand, a hint of surprise flashed through his gentle eyes: "I have been studying abroad for several years, why did I come back at this time?"
Wang Jinling rejects Jingyang's arrival from the bottom of his heart. It's not that he hates Jingyang, on the contrary, he admires Jingyang. It's just that Dongling is in troubled times now, and Jingyang's arrival at this time makes him have to think more.
"Complete Mr.'s lecture? Are you treating me like a pig? I'm so easy to deceive." Wang Jinling flicked his fingers, and the letter in his hand floated to the other end of the table. After shaking twice in the air, it landed.
On the ground.
Three days after King Jinling's death, the Emperor and Uncle Nine Emperors also received the news that Jingyang was coming to Dongling to give lectures. Everyone was a smart person. Although Jingyang's reasons were very good, no one believed that he came to Dongling to give lectures.
Mausoleum.
Jixia Academy is a strange place. Even Uncle Nine Emperors couldn't drive a nail into the core. Uncle Nine Emperors didn't really know much about Jingyang, so he had no choice but to drink tea with someone who knew about it.
Uncle Nine Emperors found Wang Jinling and asked straight to the point: "Who is Jingyang? From which family does he come from?"
Those who can occupy a place in Jixia Academy must be children of big families. You must know that in these days, books, pens, inks, paper and inkstones are very expensive. A small family does not have money to support a scholar or a great scholar.
But this Jingyang, Uncle Nine Emperors couldn't find out which family he came from...
There is no surname Jing in Jiuzhou Continent, and he can't find Jingyang's real name...