Your Highness, the princess is going to paint your portrait

Chapter 192 Take it back?

Jing Chun's money bag was placed in front of Qin Ci. Qin Ci, who was still thinking about it, was stunned for a moment. Then he raised his eyes, more and more frightened, and saluted, "Hi, my lord."

"There is no need for those etiquettes, this is the tea money for that day's tea, do you think this is enough?"

Qin Ci really didn't expect that Jing Chun really gave him the tea money. He didn't dare to say anything for a while, and he didn't dare to accept the bulging money bag.

Seeing that he was unmoved, Jing Chun said again: "I have already told His Highness, he didn't say anything against him, you just accept it."

After all, this money was still the monthly payment Jing Chun received from Prince Li's Mansion. If Jing Chun's salary from Jingzhao Mansion was included, he wouldn't have the guts to take a solid bag of money.

Qin Ci pushed the money bag to Jing Chun again, "Even if the concubine said so, the subordinates dare not accept it, please don't make things difficult for the concubine."

"Why is it difficult?"

"Princess Wangfei, you and His Highness are one family, why do you still talk about two different families? If the subordinate accepts it, wouldn't it mean that you and His Highness King Li are two families?"

"He is him, I am me."

"That's what I say, but the profits from this teahouse also belong to His Highness Prince Li. Doesn't His Highness's belong to the Princess? It's better for the Princess to take it back."

Jing Chun held down the purse that Xiang Jingchun was about to move, and said angrily: "This is the first time I see such a strange person like you, and you don't even accept the money that comes to your door?"

"This is the first time this subordinate has seen someone as strange as the princess?"

What happened to Jingchun?
"How can anyone return the money at their own shop?"

Jing Chun frowned slightly, stared at the old man Qin Ci, and asked decisively: "Are you going to accept it or not?"

"I can't accept it, I really can't accept it..."

Jing Chun was angry and helpless at the same time, these old guys are really stubborn.

Jing Chun suddenly had a plan, and smiled, "Didn't you say this is the shop of Princess Li's own?"

"exactly."

"Okay," Jing Chun moved his hand away from the purse, "I'll put the silver here for the time being, it's not convenient for me to take it with me, I'll pick it up another day."

"Don't send it back to the palace. If one day I am short of money when I go shopping, I will have to take out the money."

Qin Ci asked, "When is the next day?"

"Another day is another day," Jing Chun chewed his answer slowly, "I'm not sure when, why? Qin Guan, you don't think you want to control me, do you?"

"The subordinates dare not, and the subordinates naturally dare not."

"That's good, isn't it?" Jing Chun took a step back and threw his hands together, "Qin Guan, goodbye."

"Goodbye, Princess Wang."

Seeing Jing Chun's leaving figure, Qin Ci couldn't help but smile, this princess seems to be different from ordinary officials' ladies.

Qin Ci weighed the weight of the purse, and then put it into a box.

Jing Chun, who had just returned to Jingzhao Mansion, heard a quarrel when he entered the studio, and several small officials were lying on the door frame to listen to the news inside.

Jing Chun was rather curious, stepped forward and said, "What's the matter?"

Seeing that it was Jing Chun, the officials replied, as if they had found a savior, "Jing Gong, yesterday you let the person we summoned arrive, and they are inside, but for some reason, there was a quarrel inside. Workers can't persuade them."

Before Jing Chun could ask for any news, the clerk knocked on the door and shouted into the house: "Gong Zhang, the well worker is here."

After saying that, without giving Jing Chun a chance to react, he opened the door, pushed Jing Chun in, and closed the door again in an instant.

In the blink of an eye, Jing Chun saw a different person.

What came face to face was Zhang Ruolian's face, which was almost filled with tears. "Well worker, you're here."

The hairpin on Zhang Ruolian's head was nowhere to be found. Fortunately, his hair was not scattered yet, so he looked somewhat embarrassed.

"You are the painter who rescued A Nuo? Your name is Jing Chun?" It was a woman who spoke, with her hands in her arms, looking up and down Jing Chun with disgust in her eyes.

Zhang Ruolian hid aside and whispered in Jing Chun's ear: "This is Miss Arnold's dental care, Mrs. Wang."

The remaining man and woman also looked at Jing Chun angrily. Jing Chun roughly estimated his age, looking closer to 50 to [-] years old.

Zhang Ruolian timidly continued to whisper: "Those two are Miss Arnold's parents."

Jing Chun replied, "I am Jing Chun."

As soon as Wang Po heard this, she stepped forward to grab Jing Chun's hair, but fortunately Jing Chun reacted in time and hid herself, so Wang Po staggered and threw herself on the door.

Jing Chun understood why Zhang Ruolian's hairpin was gone.

How could Wang Po let it go, rolled up her sleeves and wanted to rush forward again, Jing Chun saw the timing, pulled out the picture scroll on the desk with one hand, and pushed Wang Po two steps away with two or three strokes.
"If you have something to say, what's the use of your hands? This is Jingzhao Mansion. Do you really think that no one will dare to arrest you?"

Before speaking, Jing Chun kicked open the studio door, and several clerks appeared in front of everyone.

Jing Chun said sternly: "If you guys don't come in yet, do you expect me and Mr. Zhang to take the shackles?"

Wei's father and Wei's mother were also afraid that the situation would become serious, so they pulled Wang Po back and said, "This is Jingzhao Mansion after all, we can't afford to offend."

However, Wang Po threw Wei's father and Wei's mother away with a big hand, and scolded: "What kind of people do you think you are now? If it weren't for your family's A Nuo, why would my Wang Po come to Jingzhao Mansion?"

"This matter is indeed Arnold's fault, but Granny Wang, don't worry, my mother-in-law and I will definitely persuade Arnold to go back. Didn't we also make trouble at Jingzhao Mansion last time? Arnold will listen to his family and will go back with Master Ren of."

"Go back?" Wang Po sneered, "You still want A Nuo to go back? Mr. Ren is not sure! Look at what daughter you taught? What is this thing called? In the end, I ran around, Hurry up and suffer!"

"Then...then...then...we will accept all the money..."

"Then spit it out! It's really disgusting to do something for your family! I haven't told you about my account for this back and forth!"

Wei's mother's expression changed instantly when she heard this, "Wang Po! This can't be done. The money for the sale was given by Mr. Ren. It's Mr. Ren's business anyway. It's impossible to go back. My son is still waiting. Marry a wife!"

"Hey hey hey hey hey, what's your name? Oh, you are allowed to sell people, but you are not allowed to quit, are you? Your girl is not doing a good job, so you should quit!"

"Wang Po, Wang Po..." Wei's father rushed up to his son and fawned over him: "Wang Po, it's true that that girl Anuo is not good at doing things, but you also know that all the money Master Ren gave me was used to give gifts to my son. You can say good things and persuade Master Ren to accept Arnold. Doesn’t Master Ren like Arnold’s appearance? And I also heard that Arnold was pregnant with Master Ren’s child. Look, this is even if I It will be difficult for her to get married if Arnold takes her back, and she will have an extra mouth to eat, so you can do me a favor."

(End of this chapter)