The substitute prince: Reported the emperor's brother at the beginning

Ning Yi was here slowly drinking fine wine and tea.

Looking at most of the capital city from outside, it doesn't look like anyone is here for fun at all.

Instead, it seems more like we are here to enjoy the beautiful scenery.

This made Rou'er, who specialized in playing the piano, wonder, could it be that this young man was just here to see the capital and had no interest in her at all?

But if that was the case, Rou'er would actually feel relieved, and she just hoped that this young man would eat and drink his fill and leave quickly.

Ning Yi seemed to have done it on purpose. He came in the morning, but refused to leave in the afternoon.

The madam came in to take a look in person. She gave Rouer a look with a very clear meaning, asking Rouer if she had been bullied.

Rou'er shook her head slightly at her.

The madam was surprised and came over with a smile, saying, "Sir, our girl doesn't satisfy you?"

"If you are dissatisfied with her, I will teach her a lesson myself."

These words scared Rou'er, who was playing the piano, so much that she dared not play anymore. Her two big, young eyes looked at Ning Yi pitifully and pleadingly.

Ning Yi glanced at her calmly and said, "No, I think she plays well."

The madam looked a little puzzled: "If that's the case, why is it so, sir?"

"What do you mean?" Ning Yi put down the teacup in his hand: "Could it be that this young master comes here to drink tea, and it's not okay?"

"Okay, okay, of course." The madam nodded immediately.

If you want to drink tea, just drink it. It’s up to you. As long as you pay the money, they won’t care about you at all.

But the madam's tone was a little hesitant: "Sir, it's like this. You came here this morning, and it's almost evening. Shouldn't you go back home now?"

Ning Yi ignored her, but Qin Haifeng beside him glared at her angrily: "What do you mean, you old procuress? Are you trying to drive my young master away?"

"My master owes you money for wine or room? Get lost."

The madam immediately cried out, "Sir, you have misunderstood me."

"I am worried that if you return home late, your family will be worried."

"Look, if you want to come again in the future, you can always come to our Wangyue Tower. We at Wangyue Tower will always open our doors to welcome you."

A young man like Ning Yi must have an extraordinary identity.

Although their Wangyue Tower has a strong background, there is no need to offend such a young man.

Moreover, Ning Yi didn't cause trouble after he came, nor did he torture the girls. He just drank tea and enjoyed the scenery. He paid them a generous amount of money. What a good guest he was.

I wish he could come every day and turn their Wangyue Tower into a teahouse.

Ning Yi just raised his chin slightly towards Qin Haifeng. Qin Haifeng took out another big ingot from his pocket with a rather unhappy look and threw it to the madam.

The madam took it swiftly.

Ning Yi said calmly, "I'm not in a good mood today and would like to stay longer. Don't worry, I'll be happy with your money."

Qin Haifeng also shouted angrily: "I've given you the money. If you keep talking nonsense, I'll throw you, the madam, off the building. Your boss won't stand up for you, the madam. Get out."

The madam was startled and immediately said with a smile, "In that case, I will not bother you anymore. If you need anything, please call me."

She went out quickly, and of course she knew that the big, rough man was right.

But the boss doesn't care about her identity as a brothel owner. It is impossible for him to go against such an extraordinary young man for her.

After the madam left, Ning Yi looked at the little girl who had been sitting there with a worried look on her face. "If you're tired, take a break. You've been playing all afternoon, your hands must be sore."

This made Rou'er feel relieved, it was indeed very sour.

After all, who can endure playing the guqin all the time? Even if you play a piece of music and take a break occasionally, you can't bear it.

She stood up and bowed slightly in gratitude: "Thank you, sir."

However, when Rouer sat down to rest, she felt even more embarrassed.

Wait until Qin Haifeng lights all the candles in the room and illuminates the whole place.

He called for another rich dinner.

Ning Yi glanced at Rou'er who was sitting there and said, "If you're hungry, come and eat with us."

"Rou'er, Rou'er is not hungry." Rou'er looked at the table full of food and swallowed subconsciously, but she didn't dare to come over.

Ning Yi shook his head slightly: "Is this young master so scared of you? Come here, this young master doesn't want to be told that I listened to music all afternoon and didn't give her any food, leaving a little girl hungry."

Even Qin Haifeng and the servants had food to eat, let alone a little girl.

Rou'er was embarrassed and didn't know what to do, but Qin Haifeng said in a low voice: "My master is calling you, so just be obedient. Do you want me to treat you?"

"No, no." This scared Rou'er. She was worried that this rough man would pick her up.

Sit obediently next to Ning Yi.

However, Ning Yi discovered that she was still rubbing the corners of her clothes with her two little hands.

"You still want me to feed you?"

Rou'er was obviously timid and said in a fearful voice, "Rou'er dare not trouble you, sir."

While Ning Yi was eating, he asked out of boredom, "What's your real name?"

Rou'er was carefully using chopsticks to stuff rice into her mouth bit by bit. When she heard this, she paused for a moment and muttered, "Rou'er's name is no longer there."

For women like them who have fallen into prostitution, the past no longer matters.

Ning Yi didn't ask further about this matter, and then asked: "Where is your hometown?"

Rou'er bit her red lips and whispered, "Jiangdong."

"Hmm?" Ning Yi frowned: "Are you from Jiangdong?"

"Yes." Rou'er had nothing to hide: "Because Jiangdong was hit by a disaster, Rou'er fled to the capital with her family."

Ning Yi really wanted to ask about the situation in Jiangdong. After all, he was in the capital and couldn't see it with his own eyes.

Gao Qingshui could only communicate through letters.

"Hasn't the imperial court already issued an order to provide disaster relief to Jiangdong? With so much relief grain being shipped to Jiangdong, why don't you go back?"

As soon as this decree came down, Ning Yi personally sent people to the disaster relief camp outside the city to publicize it.

Disaster relief in Jiangdong had already begun, and some of the victims had returned home.

Rou'er smiled bitterly, "My lord, you don't know that the imperial court has issued a decree for disaster relief, but people must be in Jiangdong to receive the relief grain."

"But the capital is so far from Jiangdong. How many people can return to Jiangdong without starving to death on the way?"

Ning Yi remained silent. There was nothing they could do about it. Even various departments had requested that the relief grain be shipped to Jiangdong. They could only return to Jiangdong to receive the grain.

Ning Yi was puzzled. "You seem to be a well-educated lady. Even in the capital, the government provides free porridge. You wouldn't starve to death, right? Why did your family sell you to Wangyue Tower?"

Speaking of this, Rou'er was no longer afraid, and her little face was full of grievance: "My father is a scholar and has some fame, but the porridge we give out is not enough for our family."