eurekapd Chapter 204: Why is Prince Duan joining in the fun?
Chapter 204: Why is Prince Duan joining in the fun?
Zhou Chang did not wait for Peng's faction to express their views, and asked the man carrying vegetables: "Brother, how much is your basket of vegetables worth?"
The man who was picking vegetables was dragged aside and sat paralyzed on the ground. The people around him could not hear clearly the conversation between Zhou Chang and Peng Pai. They didn't know Zhou Chang's identity, but seeing that he could talk directly with Peng Pai, they knew that he was either rich or noble.
"Five, five hundred copper coins." The man picking vegetables stretched out five fingers of his hand.
Less than one or two taels of silver?
Zhou Chang said to Peng Pai, "Compensate him with ten taels of silver."
Peng Pai stared at him with big panda-like dark circles under his eyes and pretended to be stupid: "Your Highness Prince Yi, why do you care about such things?"
"Anyone can help if they see injustice," Zhou Chang said proudly.
"No, no, no. These two baskets of vegetables only cost half a dollar. I just want to pay for the vegetables. Please be kind, sir." The man picking vegetables said as he staggered to his feet.
"What? Don't you need treatment for all the injuries?" Zhou Chang stretched out his hand to Peng Pai as a matter of course.
If it were in modern times, a slap would cost at least three thousand yuan, not to mention all these injuries.
Peng Pai's face darkened. It was not just a matter of ten taels of silver, but also the reputation of his Minister of War's office.
"Hey, are you going to leave or not? If not, I'll leave first and you sit in the carriage at the back." The wife of the Minister of War lifted the carriage curtain and shouted outside.
Her voice was so sharp and piercing that her shout could almost pierce the eardrums.
Peng Pai's face looked even worse, and he felt even more embarrassed.
But seeing that everyone around was looking at me in awe, there was nothing I could do.
Peng Pai took out a few pieces of silver from his sleeve and weighed them.
The man picking the vegetables came forward and tried to take it with both hands.
Peng Pai threw the silver on the ground without even looking at it, then bowed to Zhou Chang and said, "I have something urgent to do, so I'll take my leave now."
After saying this, he turned around and got on the carriage without waiting for Zhou Chang's consent.
Zhou Chang glanced at the three or four pieces of silver on the ground, and had no idea how much they were.
The skinny monkey appeared from behind Zhou Chang, helped pick it up, and weighed it in his hand: "Wow, this is probably more than ten taels."
As he said this, he handed the change to the man picking vegetables: "Here, you might even make some money."
The soldiers over there began to clear the road and the driver adjusted the direction of the horse.
Zhou Chang took the skinny monkey and the man picking vegetables and slowly moved to the side of the road.
After watching the carriage leave, Zhou Chang saw the man carrying vegetables looking at him timidly, so he said, "Take this money."
The man picking vegetables was still trembling and didn't dare to take them.
"This is what you deserve." Zhou Chang said again, "Go back and use this silver to treat your wounds."
"What is your name, sir?" asked the man picking vegetables.
"You don't need to know who I am. Just take the banknotes and go back quickly." Zhou Chang saw that the man had a bruised face and could not even stand steadily.
The hand he raised tremblingly was rough and red, covered with cracks and bloodstains, looking very pitiful.
"Your Excellency has been so kind and virtuous. One day I will set up an immortal tablet for you and worship you." The man who was picking vegetables had tears in his eyes.
"No need." Zhou Chang hated this the most.
Seeing that the man who was picking vegetables still didn't dare to take it, the skinny monkey stepped forward and stuffed the change into his collar: "Take it, don't let others miss it again."
As they were talking, Peng Pai's car had disappeared in the crowd.
"Your Highness Prince Yi?" A clear and gentle voice suddenly came from behind him.
Zhou Chang turned his head.
Yuan Qi was wearing a goose yellow dress and a brocade cape of the same color. She was standing at the door of a store and greeting people, and naturally there were people congratulating her around.
"Miss Yuan?" Zhou Chang was really surprised. When he looked up again, he noticed the four big characters "Yuxing Money House" written on the plaque.
He was shocked. Not to mention the East Market, this street has many shops that belong to the Yuan family.
Yuan Qi still had most of his face hidden under the hood. When he lowered his head, he suddenly saw the red cloth strip on the ground and wanted to reach out to pick it up.
He Xi saw this from the side and quickly bent down to pick it up.
Zhou Chang recognized what it was at the same time.
It was the red silk lucky lottery ticket distributed by the Yuan family during the prayer activity some time ago. Inscribed on it were the words "Da Lin must win". Unfortunately, it had been stepped on and was covered in dust.
Yuan Qi glanced at him and pretended not to see him. He adjusted his expression and said, "I inspected the cloth shop a few days ago. These days, it's closer to the New Year, so I should also check the money house. What a coincidence, I saw a case of 'seeing injustice and helping others'."
Zhou Chang pretended not to see anything and waved his hand half-jokingly: "It's not like he's helping you. It's just another form of 'bullying others with power'."
This is the truth. If she were not the Prince of Yi, she really doesn't know if she would have the courage to stand up and do what is right.
Yuan Qi didn't care, but stepped aside and said, "If you don't mind, would Your Highness Prince Yi be willing to sit in the bank for a while?"
Zhou Chang didn't want to sit down, but he couldn't help but think of that one thing: "Any news in the past two days?"
Yuan Qi's eyes were filled with sorrow as well, and he lowered his voice even more: "According to the date, there should be news today, so I came to the bank to wait for news."
Zhou Chang could no longer maintain an optimistic attitude, but he also couldn't say anything discouraging: "Don't get angry, it's not the end yet, there is still hope."
Yuan Qi looked at the bustling streets and sighed, "'The world is bustling, all for profit. The world is bustling, all for profit.' As long as this matter is not resolved, the Yuan family will be in a state of panic. Even the common people on this street, how many families can live in peace?"
"Alas..." Zhou Chang didn't know what to say and could only sigh.
"Alas..." Yuan Qi also let out a long sigh.
The two of them can be said to share the same suffering.
"Oh, you two are a pair of star-crossed lovers?" Qiu Yin appeared again at some point.
"Why are you everywhere? Who are you..." Zhou Chang was feeling depressed and had no place to vent. When he turned around, he saw a carriage with many people guarding it behind Qiu Yin.
The curtain of the carriage was lifted, and a man with his eyes high and his chin raised was sitting inside. It was Prince Duan Fengrui.
"Brother Prince Duan? You really are here?" Zhou Chang walked forward and confirmed it only when he got closer.
Prince Duan leaned forward, got off the carriage with the help of his attendants, and raised his chin to speak: "Humph, if I hadn't come, I wouldn't have seen that your hands are still so long, and you even want to take care of the affairs of the Minister of War."
"Hmph, who wants to take care of the Ministry of War's affairs? If he hadn't gone too far, I wouldn't bother to say anything." Zhou Chang was not polite either.
Prince Duan Fengrui didn't seem to want to talk much after getting off the carriage. He looked around and stared at a two-story building next to Yuxi Tea House: "Is that it?"
Zhou Chang looked in the direction it was going, but couldn't tell where it was.
"Yes, but..." Qiu Yin stood beside him with a smug look on his face. Seeing Prince Duan was about to go to the second floor, he quickly stopped him, "Your Highness, what I said last time..."
Prince Duan was about to leave, but he stopped impatiently and turned back to ask Zhou Chang: "I heard that you beat people in the street?"
"Uh..., not accurate." Zhou Chang really didn't expect that Prince Duan would actually join in the fun. "The more you know, the fewer people understand you;
The more I write, the fewer people read me;"