Chapter 28: Bring me thirty thousand taels, or I will sell you!
Zhang Xiuran had a dark face and quickly explained it to Ye Qing, who was open-minded.
After he finished speaking, he looked at the dumbfounded Ye Qing, and the embarrassment and embarrassment just now disappeared. He straightened his back again, raised his head, and put on a haughty expression.
Ye Qing stood up, bowed to Zhang Xiuran and said, "I have one last condition. If the young master achieves it, I will choose to be the green dill that the young master likes."
Zhang Xiuran's expression became frozen again. He looked at Ye Qing with disdain and said coldly:
"I have given you the greatest tolerance, yet you still want to negotiate terms with me!"
"Ye Qing, you think too highly of yourself!"
Facing Zhang Xiuran's beating, Ye Qing was not afraid at all and said calmly:
"Now that the young master's affection for me is increasing, if you don't climb up the ladder and take advantage of the opportunity to get some benefits, doesn't that prove that the young master has misjudged the person?"
As soon as these words came out, Zhang Xiuran raised his eyebrows, pointed at Ye Qing and said:
"You're such a funny guy."
"Tell me, what are the conditions?"
"While I am in a good mood now, tell me quickly!"
"Protect my family from external threats!" Ye Qing raised his head, looked directly at Zhang Xiuran, and said decisively: "In this way, I will have no worries and work hard to climb up!"
"Oh?" The unexpected request made Zhang Xiuran's impression of Ye Qing rise again.
This Ye Qing is both talented and intelligent. After just a short contact, he will definitely be able to realize that if he surrenders to him, his family will definitely be taken care of.
It would be more reasonable and rational to offer the conditions for him to help him resolve his low status so that he can strive for a higher position.
But he still asked him to take care of his family.
Tsk tsk!
This is exposing your own weakness.
In the same way, it also lets him know how much Ye Qing values love and justice, and reassures him that Ye Qing will not betray.
Bang bang bang!
Applause rang out~
Zhang Xiuran looked at Ye Qing's serious look with admiration.
"Okay! Okay! Okay!"
"What a great Ye Qing."
"My master has agreed to this matter."
"I really look forward to seeing how much help you will bring to me in the future."
Ye Qing, whose heart was shattered, said with firmness and determination:
"I will try my best to become a friend that you can treat as an equal."
Friends who treat each other as equals?
These seven words penetrated deeply into Zhang Xiuran's heart.
Let Shenqi Zhang's concubine be treated as the same as a lowly person, which is a bit of an idiot's dream.
But, friend...
Zhang Xiuran lost his cynicism and arrogance, and seemed to be a completely different person. The aura he exuded made Ye Qing's heart sink.
Especially the fierceness in Zhang Xiuran's eyes made Ye Qing feel a little afraid to look at him.
At this moment, Zhang Xiuran was deeply embedded in Ye Qing's mind.
As Ye Qing adjusted his breathing rhythm, after a few breaths, he calmly looked at Zhang Xiuran. The gentle and handsome young man from a poor family who was unfazed by honor or disgrace appeared in Zhang Xiuran's pupils.
"I look forward to seeing you that day."
After Zhang Xiuran said these words solemnly, the corners of his mouth raised and he returned to his usual wild and unruly expression.
The arrogant figure walked towards the door of the house.
Ye Qing silently lay back on the wooden couch, closing his eyes to rest.
Squeak!
The door opens.
A vigorous figure rushed towards the house.
Zhang Xiuran was so startled that he ducked to the right. He frowned and turned his head, and saw Xie Qian's gray hair approaching Ye Qing's bed.
Zhang Xiuran smiled strangely and whispered: "I didn't expect Mr. Xie to be so strong and strong. His body bones should be very strong. He can be said to be stronger with age. I don't think it's a problem for the three ladies of Ye Yu."
"Thank you, old man!" The decisive words came from beside me.
Frightened again, Zhang Xiuran touched his nose with a guilty conscience, and the prefect of Huaiyang overheard teasing the great scholar from Yingchuan Academy.
He turned around and saw the upright Chen Yuming looking at him seriously.
It’s really embarrassing. Open the door to embarrassment!
It’s so embarrassing!
Bang!
Zhang Xiuran, who quickly closed the door, ignored the gloating looks on the side, respectfully raised his hands to Huaiyang Magistrate Chen Yuming and said:
"Junior Zhang Xiuran has met Magistrate Chen."
He didn't bend down, didn't address himself as an adult, and only called himself a junior. This was considered rude and disrespectful behavior, but in the eyes of the two of them, they felt it was extremely normal.
On the contrary, Guan Zizai on the side became nervous for his good brother who had prostituted Hualou Meiji together.
This is the fourth-rank magistrate of Huaiyang. He is in charge of one of the eight major cities of Shenqi. He is under the direct jurisdiction of His Majesty. He can be said to be one of His Majesty's most reliable ministers.
Guan Zizai's worried eyes kept scanning the two of them, and when he found that there was nothing unusual, he breathed a sigh of relief. He was really worried about Zhang Xiuran.
However, Guan Zizai cursed in his heart: "Uncle Shi's temper is not so good, right?"
The next moment, he saw Chen Yuming glance at Zhang Xiuran, and the two of them walked towards the backyard of the medical center one after another.
Guan Zizai, who had doubts in his heart, once again had the light of gossip in his eyes.
The dignified seven-foot-tall man bent down and walked forward furtively.
At this time, a tall figure stood in front of him, almost causing him to hit his head.
Ahem!
He coughed to cover up his embarrassment. Guan Zizai straightened his waist, caressed his chest and abdomen with his hands, arranged his suit of sky-green brocade silk, and restored his usual graceful demeanor.
"Well, it's a nice day today."
"Well, the weather is indeed nice!"
Qi Heng nodded seriously in recognition.
Guan Zizai felt even more guilty. Without hesitation, he turned around and walked out of the hospital, saying, "I'm hungry, I'm going to buy some pea cake. Qi Heng, do you want to eat it?"
"Thank you Mr. Guan. Forget the pea cake, please bring me a beef pot sticker for me."
Guan Zizai, who was striding like lightning, paused slightly in his steps, twitched the corners of his mouth and muttered:
"Good guy, you're welcome. Like a master, like a servant. They are all shameless guys."
…
In the yard where there are many medicine drying racks, herbs of different colors are placed on each dill. The pungent medicinal smells blend together with the refreshing spring breeze, forming a special refreshing medicine.
fragrant.
This made the prefect Qingtian's mind clear a lot after he found out about the corruption in the government office today.
He picked up a half-dried dandelion, put the root into his mouth and sipped it gently, feeling the faint bitterness in his mouth. After a tense day, his nerves relaxed a lot.
"Prefect Chen, I wonder what you mean by calling this junior here?"
The mountain water silver fan unfolded, bringing up bursts of spring breeze and blowing away the medicinal fragrance that lingered on Zhang Xiuran's nose and made him feel uncomfortable.
Chen Yuming turned slightly sideways, looked at Zhang's concubine, who was considered a fool in his eyes, and asked directly: "How long do you want to stay in Huaiyang City?"
"Well, leave after spending all the money or getting tired of staying."
Zhang Xiuran blinked and looked at Chen Yuming playfully, not caring at all whether his words would offend a senior official.
"Okay, I'd like to ask you, how much money do you have left? How can you get bored?"
The prefect, who was not angry, rolled his tongue, swallowed the dandelion into his mouth, chewed it, put his hands behind his back, and stared at Zhang Xiuran.
Although he was obviously lower than Zhang Xiuran, Zhang Xiuran felt like he was being looked down upon. He flapped his silver fan a little faster, still maintaining a cynical look, as if to show off:
"Not much. I have more than 30,000 taels of silver notes in my arms, and there are still 200,000 taels of silver in the banknote number. As for how to stay..."
Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Chen Yuming.
Chen Yuming said firmly: "If you take out the thirty thousand taels, it will be used as compensation for using Mr. Xie and me, otherwise, I will sell you!"
Zhang Xiuran: ??????The prefect is acting as a robber, stopping people from robbing?