Lie down and eat melon in the protagonist group

Chapter 37 Thirty-seven Gold and Jade 3
The moss on the porch outside the house is new and green, and the linen handkerchief Ling Feng took out is old and yellow. It should be a small piece of a sweat towel.

Ling Feng said: "Dad asked me to spread his ashes across the border, and together with thousands of soldiers, let the wind send them home. This is the relic that he entrusted to me when he was dying. He said that he hid it for a long time and never had the chance to give it away. .”

Ling Dang took it and peeled off the layers. The cloth was wrapped with a wooden hairpin with pear blossoms carved on it and an exquisite silver bell strung on it.

The pear blossom wood hairpin was rounded and shiny, with a few blood stains on the stamens of the hairpin. The hairpin was shiny as if it were lacquered. I don’t know how many times someone had touched it before it had such a simple and unique color.

Ling Feng said: "The hairpin is made for my mother."

The silver bell is shiny, has a movable buckle, and can be adjusted in size at will. If the silver is not worn, it will lose its luster, but this silver bell bracelet is smooth and shiny. It should be worn close to the body, so it is so novel and unique.

"The bracelet is a full-moon gift prepared by dad for you. I was worried that it wouldn't fit, so I had it changed so that you can wear it anytime."

Ling Dang covered the cloth back, held the waist and relics, and walked back to his room.

When she passed by, Ling Feng put his arm on her shoulder and said in a deep voice, "My condolences."

"I'm not sad, not at all." Ling Dang paused, looked at him sideways, and smiled, "Maybe it's not appropriate to say this right now, let alone disrespectful, but I still have to make it clear that for the role of father, He was a failure, and I had no feelings for him at all. As a husband, and as a child, I had no right to comment, but there had been no news for several years, and I still felt aggrieved on behalf of my mother. The battle was won, but In my case, he was a complete failure."

Ling Dang raised her feet to leave, but Ling Feng grabbed her thin wrist and said uneasily: "Little sister, didn't you say you don't hate me before?"

"Yes, I don't hate him." Ling Dang shook him off, "But I didn't say I don't blame him. I'm a human, not a god, and I can't help but have a little sex."

"Little sister..." Ling Feng held her tightly, fearing that she would disappear if he let go.

Ling Dang's eyes were pleading and he said, "Second brother, I'm in a very bad mood right now. Can you please leave me alone for a while?"

Ling Feng hated that he was naturally stupid and couldn't say anything nice to ease her mood at the critical moment, so he could only let her go slowly. Lingdang couldn't wait any longer, so he pushed him away and went straight through the corridor and back to his room.

The door was pushed open with great force, the door was closed with a clang, and he sat down on the ground with his back to the crack of the door.

If possible, she really hopes that this escapade is a rescue operation to prevent her mother Li from marrying her father.

In fact, she had seen a portrait of her biological father, which was painted by Li himself and was lifelike. She was less than a year old at the time, and Li would hold her in his arms to look at paintings from time to time, telling her in a soft voice that this was her daddy and asking her to call her daddy.

What they say is that her father is a great hero, a mighty general, and is respected by all people.

In order to clear her ears, she would bark a few perfunctory sounds, which made Mrs. Li very happy. On weekdays, I often see Ms. Li looking gloomy and depressed, but it is rare to see her smiling.

Ling Dang calmed down, carefully put away the relics, patted the wooden box, and whispered: "Don't marry him again in your next life. Then I will return to you as your daughter in my next life."

A new tablet was erected in the ancestral hall.

After this experience, Ling Dang rarely had nightmares anymore.

For several days, Ling Cen showed to Ling Feng that the scar-removing plaster he had made when treating Pei Zhanqing had remarkable results.

"Ten thousand?!" Ling Cen was holding a small jar of plaster. When he heard Ling Feng's lion mouth, asking for the big number of ten thousand, he shook his head like a rattle, "You want to exhaust me to death?! No, no, no, this I won’t do business with you. Things are rare and valuable, and if you have more, they are worthless. What if someone hides the plaster and studies the formula in private? I still hope to use this skill to support my family in the future. "

Ling Feng said: "These 100,000 plasters are for the soldiers on the battlefield. This is the most important thing. Acen, if you are afraid of trouble, you can sell it to me."

"The prescription is not for sale." Ling Cen hid the medicine jar with a swipe, his eyes wandering restlessly, harboring a bunch of weird ideas. He then changed his voice and said, "Unless the price is raised, a jar can be sold for fifteen taels." silver."

"No! Ten taels of silver are expensive." Ling Feng frowned, "Did you know that one tael of silver is enough for ordinary people to spend for a year. Not to mention a jar of ten taels of trauma ointment, which the court cannot allocate Pay so much money to buy medicine."

"One tael of silver? I can't even get together the prescriptions! I won't do business at a loss." Ling Cen turned his face to the side, "I won't do it even after burning the prescriptions!"

"You..." Ling Feng stared anxiously and speechless.

Ling Qiong played Ling Cen's brain with a finger, and came out to act as a peacemaker, saying: "You two each take a step back, and give us a compromise price of family affection, how about seven taels of silver?"

"It's still too expensive." Ling Feng frowned and shook his head.

"I still refuse!" Ling Cen snorted, "This is too expensive, so I might as well give it away for free!"

"Is that okay?" Ling Feng's eyes suddenly lit up.

Ling Dang raised his forehead on the spot.

As expected, Ling Cen immediately spat at him and said with fury: "You are so beautiful! Go and have your dream of Spring and Autumn! Fortunately, you are so big, you just want to eat for free! Are you embarrassed?!"

Ling Feng said: "When my eldest sister went to Ganzhou to help the poor and provide medicine, wasn't that also..."

"Stop it!" Ling Qiong interrupted him, "First of all, let me state that the aid to Ganzhou was all accounted for by the Chamber of Commerce. I only paid a little freight in advance. Moreover, I didn't waste my work. I spent it specially. I earned a good reputation with my money, and I boarded a big ship like the current emperor to protect our Ling family on our business trips to various places. Ah Feng, there is no free lunch in the world, especially us businessmen, who have never been able to afford it without profit. We are not doing anything. I won't do you any favors. After all, this world is not mine."

"That's right." Ling Cen echoed repeatedly.

Ling Qiong showed her abacus and started to plunder, while saying: "And when I do business now, I have to split the account with the emperor in half. For example, let's take selling this plaster as an example. I sell it for seven taels, and the cost is almost two taels. , earn five taels, and then give it to the emperor in half. The most I can get in my pocket is two and a half. When Azen gave out the prescription, he started to ask, "Let's divide the account. That can't be four or six cents? I'll make one tael if I give it a full dozen." Silver is incredible."

Ling Cen answered hurriedly, "Isn't that equivalent to selling one or two cans?"

Ling Feng's mind was buzzing, he scratched his head, smiled sheepishly, nodded and said, "So that's it. Okay, seven taels then."

Ling Qiong and Ling Cen looked at each other in tacit understanding, with cunning in their eyes. Ling Qiong put aside her calculations and said, "Let us agree first that we are not responsible for the transportation."

"Ah?" Ling Feng was confused and asked her, "Why?"

Ling Qiong spread her hands and said: "This is a powerful military camp. Is that a place where ordinary people can go? You can find someone to find a way to deal with it. Oh, by the way, I almost forgot. Pay the full price first and then produce it." As you know, our house was confiscated last year and we also lost our chamber of commerce. We are strapped for money and very poor."

Ling Feng nodded: "Okay, I'll give you an answer after I discuss it with my boss."

Ling Qiong smiled and said, "Just wait for the good news."

Ling Cen spontaneously held Ling Feng's hand, narrowed his eyes with a smile, and said, "It's a pleasure to cooperate."

Ling Dang: "..." Silly second brother, you are trapped, do you know? What a great bargain.

Ling Qiong and Ji have been so busy all day doing big business that no one is around.

Ling Feng didn't stay at home for long. Facing the March breeze and warm sunshine, he followed the army to the station again.

In June, the Ling family started a medicine business. With a plaque given by the late emperor and such a big sign, the business was booming.

In the middle of the year, Ling Qiong brought back a batch of marine goods from nowhere and placed them in the Museum of Curiosities. They were strange, exaggerated and gorgeous. The noble ladies of Kyoto rushed to go there, triggering a new trend of wearing veils to cover their faces.

"A Dang, do you want to go out for a walk?"

When Ling Jing offered to go out for a stroll, Ling Dang was really surprised. He quickly turned his head to look at the sun and did not come out to the west. Since arriving in Beijing, Pei Zhanqing has been helping to take care of the housework. Ling Jing has been free and has spent a lot of time staring at her embroidery, practicing chess, calligraphy and painting, and familiarizing herself with various rules and taboos in the capital.

Except for the day Ling Feng came back and the day he left, when he went to the door of his house, he usually couldn't get out of the second door.

She was almost suffocated at home.

Ling Jing took her back to the house to dress up, and walked around her for a long time before nodding with satisfaction, and finally picked up a veil to wrap around her face.

Ling Dang lifted his veil and asked in confusion: "Is this what it is?"

The world in the book is not that feudal. Due to the continuous wars, the folk customs are quite strong, and there is no rule that women cannot be seen in public. It's just that girls from famous families are more reserved and abide by the rules of the family more than ordinary people, so they rarely go out.

Otherwise, it would not be so easy for Ling Qiong to succeed in business as a daughter.

Ling Jing said: "There are new clothes in Beijing."

She also wore one herself, then looked back and smiled, and asked in a soft voice: "Does it look good?"

Those eyes were so charming. Ling Dang covered his pounding heart and said, "It's a shame that I'm born a girl in this life. In the next life, sister, will you wait for me to become a man and marry me again?"

Ling Jing orchid hooked her finger, tapped her forehead with her finger, and said with a smile: "Poor mouth."

Ling Dang hugged her arm and said stickyly: "Sister, will you marry me?"

Ling Jing raised her eyebrows slightly, full of charm, and said, "It depends on whether the young man is handsome or not."

Ling Dang cleared his throat, deliberately made his voice rough, and said in a dramatic tone, shaking his head: "We were matched by marriage in the previous life, and it is a perfect match for my sister."

The two sisters walked out the door chatting and laughing.

They went straight to the Museum of Curiosities, where handsome young men stood on either side, bowing to greet everyone they saw, smiling straightly, and pointing their hands inward.

Ling Dang understood immediately and lowered his voice and asked Ling Jing: "Is this shop opened by my eldest sister?"

"Exactly."

The interior decoration table is equipped with mirrors, which are not as bright as the current world. It is more than enough to clearly see the precious jewelry placed in the cabinet.

There are also specially appointed counter girls, all of whom are slim and graceful, with elegant makeup, generous manners and well-spoken conversation.

Ling Dang really admired Ling Qiong and wondered where she found so many beautiful girls.

Ling Jing leaned over and whispered into Ling Dang's ear: "The emperor raided a brothel not long ago, and the eldest sister took in the vegetarian girl in the building."

Kui Qing and Mrs. Chuua followed them up the stairs.

There are both meat and vegetables in brothels. Girls who eat meat are inferior, while vegetarian girls sell their talents but not their bodies. It is not easy to carefully train a girl in the building. They expect the trained girl to earn a lot of money for a few years, and then be assigned to the family of a wealthy businessman to be a sweetener, and earn a large amount of dowry.

She didn't know these things at first, but Ling Cen didn't know where he heard them. I often suspected that he had gone to the building to drink flower wine, but he refused to admit it, saying that he had heard it from the palace school master.

Ling Dang was curious when he first heard about it, and asked Ling Cen: "There are vegetarian girls and naughty girls in the building, so are there any male or female gentlemen in the pavilion?"

"Hehe, men can be distinguished between pure and dirty. Don't call them young master, call them brother Qi. They can distinguish between clear deeds and dirty deeds." Ling Cen said matter-of-factly.

It's her fault.

They were huddled in a corner, muttering and biting their ears, when Ling Huai suddenly said, "What are you two cats doing here?"

The two immediately separated, feeling guilty and not daring to look at him.

Ling Cen grabbed the grass leaves, chuckled, and suddenly stood up and jumped out two miles away, "I still have something to do! Let's go first!"

Lingdang: "..." Very good, it's good that one can handle difficult situations alone.

Ling Huai sat down next to her and asked, "What are you talking about?"

Ling Dang wasn't sure how much he had heard, so he had to bite the bullet and say, "It's nothing, just a casual chat."

"Oh? It's nothing." Ling Huai chuckled, "Then A Dang, tell me what is a clear contract and what is a dirty contract."

Ling Dang choked, mentally scolding that bastard Ling Cen.

She was blocked for a long time before she managed to say something decent and said: "You are a scholar, so you are not suitable to know this. When you grow up, you will naturally understand."

This answer is perfect!
Ling Huai raised his finger and swore an oath, saying: "Then I will no longer study from now on, can you know it?"

"..." Ling Dang stopped. She hated people with good brains. She immediately cried and bowed to him with her hands clasped together, "Are you going to ask A Cen Cheng? He told me all. I don't know anything. You Let me go."

Ling Huai shook her hand and pressed it down slightly, revealing her slightly embarrassed face. The flowers and trees newly planted in the garden last year bloomed brightly in the sunny May day. She has always been more beautiful than the flowers. He said: " It was clearly A Dang who asked first, I heard clearly. Whose young master is A Dang attracted to?"

Ling Dang said hurriedly: "It's just a casual question, there is no other meaning."

Ling Huai squeezed his fingers between hers and intertwined them, saying, "If you want to know anything in the future, you can ask me."

Lingdang straightened his fingers and suddenly found that his fingers were longer than hers. "It's not a serious matter. We're chatting nonsense. Why bother just to disturb you."

Ling Huai stared at her and said, "What you want to know is also what I want to know."

The sun is shining brightly in the sky, flowers are blooming on the second floor of the Museum of Curiosities, and the ladies have a lounge where they can sit and chat, and the voices can be heard.

Ling Dang shook the image of Ling Huai from her mind. She was not a fool. The words he said were so touching. She couldn't figure out whether he was like this to everyone in private, or whether she was overthinking things.

"Where's the shopkeeper? Where is the shopkeeper of your treasure house?!"

Suddenly, a sharp female voice broke through the murmurs on the second floor. There was a burst of silence, followed by a rustling of skirts, and the ladies in the private room lifted the curtains to reveal their faces.

Following the sound, at the entrance of the corridor, the domineering maid grabbed the receptionist girl at the counter of the treasure house and pushed her up to the center of the second floor hall.

Following closely behind them, a girl in brocade clothes slowly walked up. Her hair was tied up in a top bun, covered with pearls and tassels, and her tassels were swaying. There were a lot of maids and women gathered around her, and they followed her and occupied the lobby on the second floor.

The maid raised her voice and said: "The shopkeeper of the Curio Museum is so good at cheating! He actually let a girl from a brothel receive a noble lady from Kyoto?! Is she worthy? She has ruined my young lady's reputation for nothing!"

　The meat and vegetables are pure and turbid, which is pure nonsense.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)