Fang Jinxiu, who had finally caught up, could not give up just because a courtyard gate blocked her.
She stood there and looked around, hoping to meet someone she knew and take her inside.
But after all, she is a girl who seldom goes out. Even if she moves out more than other sisters, the only people who come and go are people from the bank.
Those who come here are either expensively dressed or shabby. The expensive ones are from wealthy families, while the shabby ones are mostly from scholarly families.
Even if their families are poorer, these scholars are still members of the noble family.
Fang Jinxiu, a member of the wealthy family, simply ignored them and focused on the scholars. Sure enough, he saw a thin, middle-aged scribe walking over soon, and Fang Jinxiu's eyes lit up.
She recognized this scribe, whose surname was Wang Yao. He was a scholar in the city and was now teaching at the county school.
The reason we met was because he went to the ticket office to make trouble.
His banknote was cashed by his son. He said it was stolen. He came to the bank to demand compensation from Deshengchang. She was also present at the time and offered words of comfort. Fortunately, Mr. Wang was also very angry and calmed down.
I was making trouble unreasonably, so I apologized and left.
She recognized this man, and she also knew that he was short of money.
"Mr. Wang, Mr. Wang." Fang Jinxiu quickly stepped forward and saluted.
Mr. Wang was startled when he was suddenly stopped by a little girl. He squinted for a moment before recognizing her.
The Fang family bank accounts are all headed by women, and he saw them with his own eyes last time at the bank.
He looked a little embarrassed when he thought about the ticket number, but he still nodded.
"Mr. Wang, I want to go in to find my cousin. Can you let me pretend to be your maid?" Fang Jinxiu said straight to the point.
Mr. Wang was stunned for a moment.
Seeing his hesitation, Fang Jinxiu hurriedly took out some broken silver from her purse.
"Thank you very much, sir. I really don't trust my cousin..." She said in a low voice and handed over the money.
Mr. Wang's face suddenly turned pale.
"Absurd, what is false is false, what is true is true, I will not do such a thing to deceive a saint." He shouted with raised eyebrows, flicked his sleeves and left.
Fang Jinxiu also raised her eyebrows angrily, feeling embarrassed holding the silver in her hand.
"What a sour person!" she cursed in a low voice.
Isn’t it a lack of money? Isn’t this a matter of killing two birds with one stone?
Just as he was feeling embarrassed, he heard laughter coming from next to him.
Fang Jinxiu immediately looked over with raised eyebrows and saw a young man sitting next to a hollow rock, grinning widely.
This young man was seventeen or eighteen years old, fair-looking, wearing a somewhat shabby plain robe, and holding a wooden stick in his hand.
"Ask for the money." Fang Jinxiu said angrily.
The young man stood up with a smile and extended his hand to Fang Jinxiu.
"Miss..." he said.
Before she finished speaking, Fang Jinxiu glared at her.
"Go, go, go," she said fiercely, waving the horse whip in her hand.
She is not a delicate official lady, she has a lot of strength and face.
The young man smiled again.
"Don't you want to give me money? You give me the money and I will take you in." He said, pointing to the courtyard gate over there.
Fang Jinxiu looked at him warily, sizing him up.
"You don't know who I am and you want to steal my money. You are so bold." She warned.
The young man clicked his tongue twice.
"You don't know who I am. Someone is trying to steal money here, and I'm the first one not to allow it." He said, hooking his hand, "Hurry up, come on, are you still going in?"
This man is not a beggar.
Fang Jinxiu thought that although he was thin and shabby, his outstretched hands were clean, and there was not even a trace of dirt between his nails.
He must be a poor scholar.
"Then I won't give you the money until you go in." She thought for a moment and said, holding the money tightly.
The young man pouted.
"Okay." He said, shaking his head and putting the stick on his shoulder, "Let's go."
Does it really work?
Fang Jinxiu was doubtful, but after thinking that Jun Zhenzhen had already entered, she didn't dare to delay any longer and followed her.
Seeing the young man coming, the big men at the door looked a bit disdainful, but they did not drive him away.
"Chen Qi, what are you doing?" the leader asked.
List!
Fang Jinxiu suddenly realized.
Descendants of the original owner of Jinyun Tower, the Chen family.
Although Chen was once a prince and general, after a hundred years, his descendants have long been forgotten by everyone. If it weren't for the third day of March in Jinyun Tower, the people of Yangcheng would not remember him, let alone recognize him.
Fang Jinxiu couldn't help but look at the young man called Chen Qi.
No wonder he was the first one not to allow it when he said he wanted to grab money here, because he came to Jinyun Tower to grab money today.
"Go in and take a look." Chen Qi said easily and walked inside.
Fang Jinxiu hesitated and followed with lowered head.
"Who is this?" Sure enough, someone stopped him and asked.
Fang Jinxiu deliberately said that she was his maid, but in time she saw Chen Qi's shoes showing the heels.
Although he deliberately changed into simple clothes, no matter how simple the clothes of the Fang family were, it was not something that a maid could afford, and it was impossible for someone like Chen Qi to use a maid.
"I sent this in to make money."
During the hesitation, Chen Qi's voice came from the front, Fang Jinxiu was startled and then became furious.
What does this mean? You send it in to make money? What kind of money do you make?
The laughter of the big men also sounded.
The descendants of the Chen family took advantage of this day to try their best to steal money, even from beggars. Naturally, they tried their best to make money, selling snacks and giving wine to wine ladies.
So I didn't take it seriously, and someone asked me what my last name was.
Asking for a surname meant putting it in. From the corner of her eye, Fang Jinxiu saw the man guarding the gate writing the word "Chen" with a pen.
This means that his origin is in Chen Qi's name, and if he causes trouble there, Chen Qi will also be responsible.
Fang Jinxiu gritted his teeth.
"Fang." she said.
When they heard that the surname was Fang, a few of the big men glanced at Fang Jinxiu with a flash of doubt, but there were many people with the surname Fang in Yangcheng, and they were not necessarily from the wealthy Fang family.
Chen Qi and Fang Jinxiu have already entered.
After entering the courtyard gate, Chen Qi turned around and stretched out his hand.
"Here..." he said.
Before he finished speaking, a few pieces of silver were smashed into the palm of his hand.
"Be careful what you say next time," Fang Jinxiu said with raised eyebrows.
Chen Qi weighed the money and smiled carelessly.
"Am I wrong? Didn't you make money for me when you came in?" he said, pointing to the money in his hand.
Fang Jinxiu gritted his teeth.
"You let people in just for money, aren't you afraid that I will be a bad person?" she said angrily.
Chen Qi smiled and turned his head to look at her.
"Little girl, what kind of bad guy can you be?" he laughed.
"I, I am a thief." Fang Jinxiu said with a snort.
Chen Qi laughed heartily.
"Are you a thief?" His expression darkened again, and he said solemnly, "Then remember, you will get a share of the money you stole."
Fang Jinxiu sighed, not bothering to argue with him anymore, and went straight inside.
The garden here is famous for its cloister, which connects the north and south, leads directly to waterside pavilions, and passes through mountains and halls. There are many people in the garden at this time, but it does not seem crowded. It is really quiet and interesting. No wonder everyone praises Jinyun Tower every day.
However, Fang Jinxiu was not interested in watching the scenery at this time, and was focused on looking for traces of Jun Zhenzhen. (To be continued)