When Feng Qingchen woke up, he was already in Feng Mansion, and his clothes had also been changed.
I heard that the prince sent someone to send her back. Before the prince left, he specifically told Zhou Xing that Feng Qingchen went into the palace today to chat with Concubine Xian, but accidentally fell into the water.
Zhou Xing was a very perceptive person. When he heard this, he nodded repeatedly and told the visitor without any trace that there were only two siblings in Feng Mansion.
Feng Qingchen knew that the emperor did not want her rescue of Dongling Ziluo to be revealed. Likewise, she did not want the world to know about it. She had become famous recently.
As for the prince!
Feng Qingchen could only say that this man was extraordinary. His mother died early, he was in poor health, his stepmother plotted against him, and his father didn't care. He was definitely not a good man and a trustworthy man.
It was a pity that she kept her head down when she entered the palace, and was suppressed by the emperor's aura. She kept focusing on the emperor and had no time to look at the prince.
I heard that the prince has a heart problem, but I don't know what the condition is.
If she were an ordinary person, maybe she would look for a chance to take a look, but it just happened that the other person was the prince.
Treating Dongling Ziluo's injuries today made her understand the ruthlessness and arrogance of the royal family. She would never deal with the royal family unless necessary, let alone treat them easily.
Feng Qingchen leaned on the head of the bed, closed his eyes, and thought about what happened today while resting his mind.
Being lucky enough to save her life also made her understand that she was nothing special to Uncle Nine Emperors.
A wry smile appeared on her lips, as she repaid Uncle Nine Emperors for saving her life.
Taking a lesson from the past, Feng Qingchen did not dare to go too fast when getting up.
As soon as he landed, Zhou Xing walked in with a bowl of chicken soup: "Sister, why are you up? You are very weak."
No doctor is needed, just look at Feng Qingchen's pale face and you will understand.
"I'm fine, Zhou Xing, make me a cup of brown sugar water." Feng Qingchen rubbed her wrist.
Although I didn't hold the knife for a long time today, my hands were a little sore because I kept maintaining the same posture.
"Brown sugar water? You..." Zhou Xing pointed at Feng Qingchen, his face turned red and hot.
It seems that women only drink brown sugar water when they are menstruating.
Feng Qingchen rolled her eyes at him angrily. Where did Zhou Xing want to go this time? However, Feng Qingchen didn't bother to explain. He just smiled and said: "Zhou Xing, I am also a woman."
So, drinking brown sugar water or something like that is normal.
"By the way, Zhou Xing, when you make soup these days, remember to put in a few red dates." It would be better to simply let Zhou Xing misunderstand.
"Okay..." Zhou Xing turned his face away, and his voice was long and lingering, implying a feeling of endearment. Unfortunately, Feng Qingchen went to drink chicken soup and didn't notice it at all.
"Zhou Xing, the chicken soup you cooked is so oily and tastes terrible." But even so, Feng Qingchen still finished the drink.
Although she has not been taught that ladies should not leave food on their plates, she has a good habit of not wasting food.
"I gave it to you to drink, but you still dislike it." Zhou Xing muttered, but when he saw the empty bowl, he felt very good.
In this world, Feng Qingchen is the only one who can cook with his own hands.
Not just because Feng Qingchen saved him.
Uh... Give me face, give me face, but the food cooked by Zhou Xing is really not delicious.
"Zhou Xing, didn't we make a lot of money last time? Let's buy some servants. It's always inconvenient for a grown man like you to do this."
Feng Qingchen didn't have the idea that everyone was equal, let alone treat the maid as a friend because she felt guilty.
No matter which era, people will be divided into three, six or nine levels. In ancient times, there were clear regulations: the powerful are powerful, the common people are commoners, and the untouchables are untouchables. Although there are no clear rules in modern times, there are invisible rules, otherwise there would be no
What are the terms red second generation, official second generation, and rich second generation?
The emperor is guilty of the same crime as the common people when he breaks the law, and everyone is equal before the law. This is all a myth.
When it came to money, Zhou Xing took this opportunity to talk about all the property of Feng Mansion: "Sister, we now have a total of 2,900 taels of gold. How do you use this money?"
"So many?" Feng Qingchen's eyes widened.
She was used to being poor, so she was really shocked when she heard so much money. She almost starved to death and almost pawned her entire dowry.
"You were lucky. You cured Wang Jinling's eye disease and made a lot of money through gambling. However, according to the agreement between you and Wang Qi, you shared half of the money earned with him. One thousand nine hundred taels were earned from gambling, and the other two
One thousand taels is the medical fee given by the Wang family, please tell me what to do with the money."
It's all gold, so Feng Qingchen can be considered a wealthy family.
Although the doctor industry will not make you a multi-millionaire or billionaire, the income is definitely at the middle class level, so many people will choose to be doctors, and the salary of doctors is still very good.
How to deal with it?
She doesn't know how to do business and has no interest in doing business, so...
When you have money, improve your life.
"Zhou Xing, please repair Feng Mansion. I always feel that if a storm comes, this house will collapse."
The wooden house has been in disrepair for a long time, and there is an air of decadence everywhere. The flowers and plants in the yard are either dead or withered, and there is no place in the whole yard where you can enjoy the scenery.
She remembered that the Wang Family Courtyard was so beautiful, with sophistication and grandeur everywhere.
Of course, she doesn't need to be like the Wang family, nor does she need to have a garden, pavilions, bridges and flowing water at home like the rich people in Jiangnan, but she wants to live comfortably.
"What do you want?"
"No, but the house doesn't need to be too big. Even if I buy it, I don't want too many people. Just one person to cook and one person to clean. If there are too many people, it's easy to cause trouble."
"In this way, I will focus on repairing the main courtyard and won't spend so much energy on the side courtyard." Zhou Xing was thinking in his mind how to do it.
"The side courtyard? No need, Zhou Xing, demolished the side courtyard and built small wooden houses one by one, just like the two houses built by the Wang family, with two rooms in front and one in the back." Feng Qingchen thought.
, if she embarks on the path of practicing medicine, she will definitely need it in the ward.
Although it was built at home, it gave the house a medicinal smell, but she had no better choice. Besides, the main courtyard and the side courtyard were far apart, so she could just close the door.
"Ah? That will cost a lot of money, and what's the use of such a small wooden house?" Zhou Xing disagreed.
"Don't ask me about this. I'm useful. Just do what I want. Just make money after you spend all the money."
The ward must be built. It's okay if there is only Wang Jinling as a patient, but if there are more patients, where will she find so many guest rooms for them to stay in?
Some patients cannot be removed and can only rest indoors.
A room like an operating room is best. The patients can live in the inner room, and the maids who take care of the patients can live in the outer room. If there are many patients, both the inner and outer rooms can be used, with a door at the front and back.
Zhou Xing wanted to persuade him, but seeing that Feng Qingchen had already made up his mind, he couldn't say anything more. He just said: "This money is enough, and there will be more."
The gold in their hands is not silver.
"If there are more, let's buy a few more shops, let's rent them out and collect rent." Affected by the extremely high housing prices in his previous life, Feng Qingchen, who was not good at investing, was very confident in real estate.
She has a house and a shop, so even if she stops practicing medicine, she won't starve to death.
Zhou Xing nodded: "That's good. Buy a few more acres of fertile land. This way, you won't be left with nothing."
For the powerful people in the capital, most of their family income comes from shops and land.
A family like An Guogong had at least a hundred shops and at least ten thousand acres of farmland.
Without these, how can one support a large family and ensure a luxurious life with salary alone?
Are you talking about greed?
Of course, there will be some greed, but it should be regarded as official business. If you accept it from this family today, you will also give it to that family tomorrow.
Not to mention that they are not short of money, even if they are short of money, when an official reaches their level, even if they are corrupt, they are still very beautiful and will not look too ugly.
Besides, they really won't be greedy for money. They have great power and can make money no matter what they do. Why should they be greedy and let others take advantage of them?
There are people in the DPRK who are easy to get things done.
"You decide these things, I believe you." Feng Qingchen waved his hand and found an excuse for his laziness.
"I went to see Wang Jinling. His eyes have not fully recovered yet. I am not worried."
"Are you okay?" Zhou Xing asked with concern, knowing that Feng Qingchen was sensible.
"fine."
Feng Qingchen smiled and found a reason to drive Zhou Xing out, then took out the medicine Wang Jinling needed for his eye disease from the smart medical bag and walked towards the yard where Wang Jinling lived.
Walking slowly, like an old woman.
As soon as I got closer, I heard the sweet sound of the piano. The sound was ethereal and melodious, like fairy music, which made people feel happy, and Feng Qingchen's steps became much lighter. (7)
Stepping into the courtyard, you can see Wang Jinling sitting under the tree and playing the piano. It creates a dreamlike feeling, which makes the originally dilapidated courtyard feel a little more luxurious.
The light dust of the phoenix enters, and the sound of the piano stops.
Well……
Feng Qingchen was quite embarrassed: "Jin Ling is so elegant, it seems I came at the wrong time."
"You came just in time." Wang Jinling stood up, opened his eyes, and looked at Feng Qingchen intently with a smile.
For some unknown reason, Wang Jinling's eyes seemed to be a bit brighter than those of ordinary people after he regained his sight. When he looked at you, the concentration and tenderness in his eyes made people dare not look closely.
Feng Qingchen lowered his eyes, avoiding Wang Jinling's eyes, and walked towards Wang Jinling with a calm expression: "I'll be fine if I don't disturb you."
"You are the master and I am the guest, so why bother? If I am bothering you, it is me who is bothering you." Wang Jinling withdrew his eyes and motioned for Feng Qingchen to sit down.
As soon as I sat down, a beautiful maid served me tea.
Of course, this beautiful maid was brought by the Wang family and has nothing to do with Feng Qingchen.
"I can't even ask for a guest like the eldest son. I would be wronged by asking him to live at home." Compared with the Wang family, this accommodation environment is like a sky and a place.
"Qingchen, you know, I never pay attention to these things." Even if his eyesight regained, he was still the same Wang Jinling in a shabby room.
"It's me who's vulgar." Feng Qingchen said embarrassedly.
"Jin Ling, I'm sorry, I have something to do in the morning, so I have to wait until this time to check your eyes again."
After saying that, he leaned forward...
The fragrance of the potion hit him, Wang Jinling closed his eyes and felt something in his heart...