Concubine of the Prime Minister's Mansion: The princess is not to be messed with

Chapter 330

"No? Why not?" Isn't that young man short of money?She gave the money, why didn't the young master want it!
Hongyu shook her head and said, "I don't know, either."

Hongyu suddenly saw that Mammy Wei got off the carriage, she probably came to look for them, so she hurriedly said: "Miss Mammy Wei is here to look for us, Madam is probably in a hurry."

Mo Qingqing turned her head and saw that Madam Wei got off the carriage and was walking towards them.Mo Qingqing looked at the direction Du Xiuyan was leaving with reluctance, turned around and walked towards the carriage.

Seeing that Mo Qingqing and the others had come back, Madam Wei stopped in her tracks, and only asked after Mo Qingqing walked in, "Why so slow? Ma'am is in a hurry."

Mo Qingqing lowered her head and did not speak, so she walked to the carriage and was supported by Hongyu into the carriage.

As soon as Mo Qingqing got into the carriage, Fourth Aunt asked, "Why have you been here for so long?"

"My stomach is rumbling, so I squatted for a while longer." Mo Qingqing replied weakly.

Seeing Mo Qingqing's appearance, Si Yiniang couldn't help worrying and asked concerned: "But what's wrong?"

Mo Qingqing shook her head and said: "Maybe it's because I ate too much in the morning, it's not a big problem, don't worry, Auntie."

Hearing what Mo Qingqing said, the fourth aunt was relieved.

Because of the construction of Wuyuan, it was indeed a bit noisy, and Mo Qingling, who liked the quiet, couldn't bear it, so she went out of the mansion to check the progress of the decoration of the chess and card room.

When they passed by the door of an inn, they saw that the door was full of people, and it seemed that there was a dispute.

"Hey! It's exciting, I'm going to see it." Nalan Jiuge, who likes to join in the fun, squeezed into the crowd in a few moments.

The corner of Mo Qingling's mouth twitched. He wanted to ignore Nalan Jiuge and leave by himself, but he still squeezed into the crowd.Ok!She also wanted to see the excitement.

"Shopkeeper, you are giving me a day. I will meet tomorrow to pay the rent." Du Xiuyan cupped his hands, looking at the shopkeeper and saying good things.

"That's what you said yesterday. You don't have money to stay in any store." The fat shopkeeper pointed at Du Xiuyan's nose and cursed.

"The shopkeeper, this is his luggage." The waiter at the inn came out with a rucksack.

The shopkeeper was angry when he saw the broken rucksack, but he thought that there were some things in it, and it would not be too bad if it could be worth some money.He said: "Give him some luggage, it's worth the rent."

When Du Xiuyan heard that he wanted to take his luggage to pay for the house, he became anxious. He didn't care about those clothes, but there were still many books in his rucksack!Now that the imperial examination is coming, he still needs to review his books!If the shopkeeper used it to offset the rent, what would he do.

"You can take everything else from the shopkeeper, but you can leave that book to me. Trust me once from the shopkeeper. When I go to high school in the future, I will definitely pay double the rent."

The shopkeeper spat at Du Xiuyan and cursed: "You are so poor and want to go to high school. I think you will not only fail to go to high school, but you will also become a beggar and beg to go back to your hometown." The inn has been in the hotel for decades, and I don’t know how many poor scholars have heard such words.I didn't see those poor scholars in high school, some couldn't stand the blow, and even jumped into the river.He looked at Du Xiuyan, and he didn't seem to be able to live in high school.

Mo Qingling frowned, feeling that the shopkeeper's words were a little too much.It's fine to bet on other people's things, and it's so humiliating.

That Du Xiuyan trembled with anger, he was a scholar, so he suffered such an insult.

Nalan Jiuge waved his fan coquettishly and said to Mo Qingling, "Do you think this scholar will beat up the shopkeeper?"

Mo Qingling curled his lips and said: "No" because he is a scholar and a gentleman, and this gentleman uses his mouth but doesn't move his hands.

(End of this chapter)