Bianjing little doctor

Chapter 154 It's too good to be clear
Zhao Zhen looked at him calmly.

After a long time, he seemed to have figured out something, and smiled softly.

"I don't know what's so good about that Duluxiang? It made Zhang Lu and his like rob it in the street..."

Fu Jiuqu pondered for a while, took out a sealed tin box from his arms, and said with a natural expression, "Miss Zhang gave a box to this minister when she was refining incense, and this minister will test the incense for the officials..."

The white scorpion in the tin box is in the shape of incense balls. Fu Jiuqu sat cross-legged on one side of the censer, slowly burning incense into the stove, his movements were slow and elegant, and he slowly stood up when the charcoal in the incense burner gave off a wafting aroma. , standing by the side.

"What do the officials think?"

Zhao Zhen closed his eyes slightly, nodded after pondering for a long time.

"Elegant and dense, with a long aftertaste, very fragrant."

Fu Jiuqu slowly stuffed the incense box into his bosom, stood up and cupped his hands.

"Official house, it smells so good, how can a scumbag like Shi Tang snatch it and enjoy it for nothing?"

Zhao Zhen knew what he wanted to say. He glanced over and frowned slightly, "Beat him hard and return the stolen goods."

Fu Jiuqu: "You still refuse to return it after beating it?"

Zhao Guanjia glared at him, "Compensation according to the price."

A smile finally appeared on Fu Jiuqu's face, "This minister takes orders."

Take orders, and take orders.

It is clear that he wanted to do this, let Zhang Lu pay the money, and he wanted to borrow the emperor's mouth...

Zhao Zhen waved his hand impatiently.

"Back down! I don't want to see you within three days."

~

Before waiting for three days, Zhao Zhen called Fu Jiuqu to him, asked him for some more Duluxiang, and asked him to find Mrs. Zhang to ask about the origin of Duluxiang.

At this point, Fu Jiuqu had no choice but to bluntly say that Bai Dulu was actually fished out of a sunken ship, and it should have been produced in Chenla.He has already sent people to Chenla to buy some more, and asked Mrs. Zhang to refine them according to the method and present them to the officials for use.

Everything is covered, and there is no leakage.

But when Zhao Zhen heard it, he was so angry that he almost vomited blood.

The items on the shipwreck were brought to Bianjing by envoys from Chenla. Isn’t that something that was tributed to the emperor?
"Stinky boy. Your crooked thoughts are all on me."

Zhao Zhen pointed at Fu Jiuqu and cursed.

If it wasn't for his nephew, Zhao Zhen would have beaten him to death.

It was obviously something that belonged to him. It benefited Mrs. Zhang and made her very wronged. Zhang Lu paid hundreds of thousands of dollars in compensation.

And he, the emperor, only got one box, and he had to ask for it from his nephew...

"You bastard, why don't you back down? I don't want to see you again within three days."

~

After Fu Jiuqu was scolded by the officials, he rode out from the palace and smiled smugly. Duan Sui looked at it for a while with doubts.

"Why is Master Jiu so happy?"

Fu Jiuqu glanced at him, jumped off the horse, and raised his eyebrows without answering.

Duan Sui asked again: "Jiuye didn't allow Mrs. Zhang to dedicate Duluxiang to the officials, why did he do it himself?"

Fu Jiuqu said indifferently: "The tribute from the shipwreck is not something without an owner. Why are you speechless as an official and don't pursue this matter anymore?"

Duan Sui wondered: "Why?"

Fu Jiuqu snorted coldly, "Turn around."

"Ah?" Duan Sui was silent, glanced at Fu Jiuqu and turned around.

Fu Jiuqu kicked his ass.

"Speak less if you don't have a brain."

Duan Sui rubbed his buttocks and looked at Fu Jiuqu with a bitter face, "Master Jiu also kicked, so I have to tell my subordinates why?"

Fu Jiuqu switched the whip from his right hand to his left, squinting his eyes and smiling.

"Because he is my uncle, not her uncle."

Duan Sui let out an "uh", feeling that he had been wronged by this kick.

~

Xin Yi received the compensation on the third day after the auction.

The banknotes of the "Da Song Bank", a total of 50 yuan, were neatly stacked in a sandalwood box, not too much, not too much, just taken out of the bank, with the unique fragrance of money, put it In front of her, it smells ten times more fragrant than Dulu.

"Ms. Zhang has to take it well. If someone snatches it away again this time, don't tire our Ninth Master to help you find it."

When Duan Sui handed over the bank note to her, his eyes were narrowed until there was only a slit left, his tone was sour and jealous, and his face was full of dissatisfaction, which was somewhat similar to that of Sun Huai.

Sure enough, money can make people get lost.

Xin Yi read Duan Sui's mood, and seeing people on the left and right, he took out half of the silver notes from the sandalwood box and stuffed them into Duan Sui's hands.

Duan Sui was startled, and flung away as if his hands were scalded.

"what are you doing?"

Seeing him blushing, Xin Yi knew she had misunderstood, so she snorted.

"It's not for you, it's for the county king."

"The king of the county?"

"Well." Xin Yi said: "I like money, but I don't want to be insatiable. This time, it all depends on the help of the county king, otherwise, even if I have great abilities, I won't get a penny of compensation..."

Having said that, she paused, glanced at the banknotes, and took out another half, and finally, thinking of something, took out more than half, leaving only a few thin ones.

"Take all these back to the county king, and I'll just charge a processing fee..."

She knew very well how the money came from and how hot it was.

If wealth does not match, there will be disasters.

Xin Yi didn't dare to take advantage of this little advantage.

It never happened, but Duan Sui hissed and laughed.

"You little lady, you have a very bright mind. I know it's good to miss our Ninth Master, but..."

He rolled his eyes, and pushed the bank note back, "I dare not take it back for you. Master Jiu gave the box of white beetroots to the official family, so why would he care about this little money? If Master Jiu wanted money, he would Don't let me bring it to you."

Has Bai Dulu dedicated it to the officials?

Xin Yi was slightly taken aback.

Duan Sui laughed again and said, "Ms. Zhang, take it. I've never seen Lord Jiu be so kind to others... But Mrs. Zhang just doesn't care, after all, there is a Mrs. Cao kneeling for you What about the ancestral hall?"

Xin Yi's eyelids twitched.

Punishment to kneel in the ancestral hall?

No wonder I haven't seen Cao Yi for a few days. Was it because he was grounded by the family?
~

After Duan Sui left, Xin Yi held the sandalwood box and couldn't calm down for a long time.

The three little ones were very happy, sitting on Xin Yi's bed in a row, helping her count the silver bills one by one.

"Uncle Fu is really for us. Uncle Fu is good, so good."

Yibao calmly came to a conclusion.

"We have money, a lot of money."

Er Bao was so happy that he kept rolling on the bed, and scattered the banknotes everywhere.

"Mother, can Sambo invite Mr. to teach?"

With the dream of becoming the number one female scholar in academic examinations, San Bao hugged Xin Yi's arm tightly with her small hands, and her eyes were full of excited little stars.

"Mom, I want to go to school and become a high official in the future."

Ernian's needs are more simple, "Mother, can I eat two bunches of candied haws at a time?"

Yi Nian glared at the two of them, looking at Xin Yi.

"With so much money, mother can do a lot of things..."

The children were all happy, smiling, and designed many beautiful dreams for their future life.

Xin Yi calmly put the silver bill back into the box.

"I can't ask for this money."

She took a long breath, and finally regained her sanity from the excitement of winning a huge amount of money, hurriedly put away the bank notes and went to drive the donkey, wanting to send the money back to Fu Jiuqu's house as soon as possible.

But before leaving the pharmacy, he thought of what Duan Sui said.

Fu Jiuqu is not short of money.

This money will not be returned.

Moreover, the money belonged to Zhang Lu, and the person who was heartbroken was Zhang Lu. Even if she didn't want a penny, the person who should be offended had already been offended, and the relationship could not be separated... There was no need for her to compete with Fu Jiuqu for this.

The most important thing to do is to use this money to do something for Fu Jiuqu—such as setting up a drug research institute or a surgical operating room for his illness?

Xin Yi had greater ambitions for the pharmacy business, and happily drove the donkey back.

Then, I remembered another headache - Cao Yi.

After sitting alone for a long time, Xin Yi asked his lover to find a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and wrote a letter to Cao Yi.

The general idea is that she knows that her fortune is poor, a little widow who drags her children and children is really not worthy of Mr. Cao, and she doesn't want Mr. Cao to bear the punishment from the family for her...

The most important thing is that there will be no good results if you persist.

Xin Yi has always known that a marriage that is not blessed by the family will not be happy, nor will it reach the end.Therefore, the Cao family's reaction was actually within her expectations, perhaps because she was mentally prepared, she was rejected and did not feel too much pain.

Even if it was a little uncomfortable, it was only because of Cao Yi's affection for her, not because she couldn't marry into Cao's house.

She knew in her heart that Cao Yi couldn't stand the pressure of the family, and it was impossible to abandon everything for her.But because of the lack of love, she was still greedy for the warm smile and tenderness of that warm man.

"Ugh!"

Xin Yi closed the paper, stuffed it into the envelope, and handed it to her lover.

"You send it to Cao Mansion yourself."

The beloved hesitated, "Sister..."

Xin Yi knew what she was thinking, and smiled slightly, "It's okay. The letter fell into the hands of the eldest lady, and it's nothing for the eldest lady to see."

In fact, she wrote it for the eldest lady.

Express your attitude and let her stop criticizing Cao Yi.

The letter was sent out quickly, but Xin Yi did not expect that the next night, before the pharmacy closed, Cao's carriage would come.

The driver was Zheng Liu, who saluted with dissatisfaction.

"Ma'am, Mrs. Zhang, please go over to the house and talk about it."

　Fu Jiuqu: Sisters, please praise me, see that I have arranged the little lady clearly, helping her to the end, and sending the Buddha to the West...

　　Xin Yi: Thank you, are you sure Zhang Lu won't turn around and kill me?

　　Fu Jiuqu: You are welcome.Whether you take the money or not, he will find a way to kill you. In this case, why not take the money and have a good time first?
　　Cao Yi: You two, don't think about being happy and happy, but think about the miserable little Hengqi in the Cao family's ancestral hall.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)