When Shi Yi thinks about Xianyu, someone always comes to disturb her.

He was just reminding the young man that if you are not absolutely sure that you can sell it at a higher price than this gentleman in the city at one time, you might as well sell it now.

The boy was a little shaken, but didn't give in yet.

The innkeeper whispered further, "How about I persuade you to do it if I give you a few more taels?"

Maybe he felt that he couldn't get any more money out of him, so he nodded to the innkeeper reluctantly.

The innkeeper came back with a smile on his face and told Ye Qingfeng about the negotiation situation:

"Sir, you are kind-hearted. Give him a few more taels of money for running errands, and we'll have a deal."

The innkeeper is a good talker. He will accept the price you offer, and you can just give him a few taels of money for his errands.

You neither offend Ye Qingfeng's face nor lift him up. Just consider it as alms and don't bother with this unpresentable thing.

Ye Qingfeng didn't want to let this girl get away with it, but when he saw Cui'er looking at him expectantly, he sighed and thought, forget it, he had to accept it for the sake of this little girl.

Who couldn't bear to see such a cruel thing happen, that a little girl was sold to a brothel in front of him?

In fact, dozens of taels of silver were not a lot of money in his hands.

It's just that I don't like the guy and don't want him to make more money in this kind of conscienceless way.

The innkeeper succeeded in making the deal, and the deal was done.

The two parties signed the sales contract. Ye Qingfeng paid eighty taels, and then took out a few pieces of silver and threw them to the boy, which should be more than five taels. The boy nodded and smiled in satisfaction.

Ye Qingfeng ignored him and took Cui'er into the house to take care of Weidong.

The boy reluctantly took out a dime and gave it to the innkeeper as a reward, thanking him for facilitating the transaction.

The innkeeper saw how stingy he was and didn't bother with him. He kept the change. After all, it was rare to see someone as generous as the gentleman just now.

However, he still said to the boy:

"In the future, you'd better not sell people to brothels. They were born by their mothers and raised by their fathers, so try to commit fewer sins." They are all from the same village, so aren't you afraid of retribution?

The young man sneered: "If I knew other ways to make money, I wouldn't take this bridge of destruction." It's all for the sake of survival.

The innkeeper didn't say anything else. He could not persuade the damned ghost with kind words. He turned around and went about his own business.

Although Cui'er is not very skilled in serving people, she is much better than Ye Qingfeng.

I am afraid of comparison in everything.

At least she could feed Weidong the medicine spoonful by spoonful, instead of using Ye Qingfeng's rough way of pouring medicine directly into his mouth from the medicine bowl.

Ye Qingfeng was filled with regret at this moment.

I left in such a hurry that I didn't even take the medicine given by my employer with me. Otherwise, how could I be in such a passive position? Why would I need to take this country doctor's medicine with such poor effect and unknown efficacy?

At that time, I thought I would be back after a few days, but now I am at a loss. I can only wait for Manager Wei to recover from his illness before setting off again.

Next time I go out, I will bring my medicine box with me no matter where I go. I will learn my lesson this time.

Cui'er was afraid that she would not serve well and be rejected, so she was very dedicated and even slept on the floor next to Weidong's bed at night.

She slept on the floor there and fed Weidong water and medicine at night.

Ye Qingfeng felt that the money was well spent, at least he wouldn't have to take care of the patient at night.

I don’t know whether it was because Cui’er took good care of him, or because the doctor’s medicine worked, or maybe it was because Weidong had a good physique, but Weidong finally woke up on the third day of his illness.

Cui'er breathed a sigh of relief, no longer having to worry about where she would be sold if the patient died.

Weidong: ...

Ye Qingfeng: ...

King Dongshan rode his horse at full speed for a whole day, and when he slowly calmed down, regrets began to well up in his mind.

He shouldn't be impulsive or angry.

Just a few hours after leaving, he couldn't help but miss Weidong.

If I ran away without saying a word, would Weidong be worried?

would not!

He thought: Weidong ignored me, he definitely doesn’t want to see me anymore. He must have known that I’m a fake, so he’s hoping I’ll leave sooner.

snort!

King Dongshan was not at peace. He wanted to go back, but was afraid of seeing Weidong's strange look.

If I don’t go back, I will start to worry about Weidong again.

Finally, I gritted my teeth and decided not to go back.

And he secretly decided in his heart: unless Weidong took the initiative to find him, he would never look back.

He left a mark, and the secret guards will be able to find him soon. It's a good opportunity to take this opportunity to return to Beijing.

The emperor's brother already knew that he was back. He had originally used his injuries as an excuse, saying that he needed to recuperate for a while, which had already caused his emperor's brother's dissatisfaction. If he didn't go back, his emperor would send someone to arrest him.

So, he returned to Kyoto under the protection of the secret guards.

There's the latest news in Kyoto. King Toyama, who had been dead for several months, is back to life!

King Dongshan: I have never died!

The emperor looked at Prince Dongshan, whose face was very bad, and all the lessons he had to teach him were useless.

The youngest brother has not been in a good mood since he came back. Is it because he was injured? Or is it because he knows that he was plotted against by his own brothers, so he is disappointed?

I don't know if he feels chilled or not, but his face looks chilly enough!

The emperor had no choice but to comfort him with sweet words and reward him with a lot of gold, silver and jade. However, King Dongshan did not thaw until he walked out of the hall.

The emperor touched his nose and asked, "What's wrong with Little Twelve?"

Not only the emperor was confused, but even the Shaoqing of the Dali Temple was confused.

Today he interrogated the Fourth Prince as scheduled, and was ready for the Fourth Prince to make a scene in court again. This was the case every time he was in court, and he had accepted his fate.

But he has to go to court not to do so, as this is his duty. If the prisoner does not cooperate, there is nothing he can do, he can only go through the motions.

As a result, King Dongshan came uninvited today and sat aside to serve as a juror.

He dares to say anything, we are all princes, we are all masters! Just be happy.

The Dali Temple's Shaoqing numbly slammed the gavel and ordered: "Bring the fourth prince to the court." He didn't even dare to say the words "bring the prisoner".

This kind of aggrieved official is not a human being.

Prince Dongshan glanced sideways at the Dali Temple's Shaoqing who was sitting in the presiding judge's seat.

Shaoqing of Dali Temple: What do you mean by that disdainful look?

You brothers in the royal family are all masters! How can I, an ordinary court official, control you?

The Emperor threw the Fourth Prince into the Dali Temple jail, and then there was no further news. We did not dare to punish the prince. The Fourth Prince relied on his status to make a scene in the lobby, and there was nothing I could do.

King Dongshan’s expression turned even colder.

If the officials are so lenient, what's the point of conducting an investigation?

He stood up and walked away quickly, leaving the Shaoqing of Dali Temple looking puzzled.