sbdcsierra Chapter 258 Fake Son 3
Chapter 258 Fake Son 3
Zhao Yu looked at Nan Xi from a close distance and was surprised to find that this man was indeed handsome. The person in the painting was deliberately drawn to be feminine, but he was much more heroic in person. He was just a young boy.
After he finished observing, he found that there were many ants crawling on his body, which scared him. Although he was not bitten, they were so dense and creepy.
Zhao Yu shook off the ant, took a deep breath, and disappeared in Li's Mansion in a few jumps. He did not return to the inn, but went to Qinghu Lake outside the city.
Zhao Yu jumped into the lake to take a bath without taking off his clothes, then slowly got up and returned to the inn.
With the circulation of his internal energy, the clothes were almost dry after a quarter of an hour. As Zhao Yu walked to the door of the inn, he saw his servant Changfeng walking outside in a hurry.
When he saw Zhao Yu, his eyes lit up as if he had seen a treasure.
"Master, you are back."
"what's up?"
"That Miss Wang is here, the young master Wang from a few days ago, she's here to see you."
Zhao Yu frowned. Didn’t he tell Changfeng that he didn’t have to care about that Miss Wang in the future?
"I gonna go see."
The reason why Wang Zhilan came to find Zhao Yu was because in her dream, Zhao Yu was very obedient to her and loved her very much.
The two of them loved each other all their lives, and she unconsciously regarded Zhao Yu as her support.
She felt wronged, so naturally she wanted to come to Zhao Yu to cry and complain.
Seeing Zhao Yu coming in, Wang Zhilan rushed over to him, "Brother Yu."
Zhao Yu was shocked. He and Wang Zhilan had only met once. They weren't that familiar with each other, right?
Zhao Yu summoned up his inner strength and dodged quickly. Wang Zhilan missed the attack and felt very aggrieved.
"Brother Yu, I was bullied. Can you help me vent my anger?"
Zhao Yu was a little confused. He had read today's intelligence. Wasn't it Wang Zhilan who bullied Li Nanxi?
She was forced to take off her clothes to prove her innocence. Just because Li Nanxi was pretty, she was persecuted. Wang Zhilan is really unbelievable.
"Miss Wang, we are not familiar with each other."
Wang Zhilan was stunned for a moment before she remembered this question. Yes, they had only met once, and she was indeed a bit too familiar.
"Brother Zhao, I feel a sense of familiarity with you from the moment I meet you, so I want to confide in you when I feel wronged. Please don't be angry."
The corners of Zhao Yu's mouth twitched. Does he look like a good person to talk to?
"In that case, I have something else to do, so I won't see you off."
Wang Zhilan didn't want to leave, but since Zhao Yu had ordered her to leave, she couldn't stay any longer.
Changfeng sent Wang Zhilan out of the inn and was scolded when he came back.
"Just bring anyone home. You better be careful."
Changfeng scratched the back of his head. Didn’t the master say a few days ago that we should be more polite to Miss Wang in the future?
However, whatever the master said was right, so he curled his lips and replied, "Okay, master."
Wang Zhilan left the inn and walked slowly home. When she passed by the market, her eyes were immediately attracted by a bustling cloth shop.
"Cheap high-quality white cloth, limited quantities available on a first-come, first-served basis while supplies last."
The shouts came one after another, attracting many passers-by to stop and watch.
Wang Zhilan suddenly remembered that in a few months, an earth-shattering event would happen - the emperor would pass away.
At that time, a grand national funeral ceremony will be held throughout the country, and white cloth will become one of the most sought-after items, with demand exceeding supply.
Wang Zhilan looked at the display board outside the cloth shop and walked inside happily.
"What do you want to buy, girl?"
The waiter came up to us very tactfully and greeted us warmly.
"How much do you sell these white cloths?"
Seeing this, the waiter quickly introduced: "Girl, you have a good eye! The white cloth here is of high quality and affordable. Do you want to make clothes or for other purposes?"
Wang Zhilan smiled but did not directly answer the clerk's question. She stroked the soft white cloth thoughtfully, calculating in her mind how much silver she would sell it for per piece in a few months.
Thinking of the countless amounts of money coming in, she couldn't help but smile.
When she returned home, there was a carriage following her, filled with white cloth.
After returning home, Wang Zhilan told her parents about this matter. Wang Jincheng immediately became nervous. The emperor had passed away. Could he still return to Beijing?
When the new emperor comes to the throne, he will definitely value his own people and promote young people. He is not valued now, and he may stay in this position for the rest of his life.
If you are unlucky, you may be transferred to a more remote area, and it will be even more difficult to come to Beijing at that time.
Mrs. Wang did not understand Wang Jincheng's troubles. She was very happy, just like Wang Zhilan. If it was true as her daughter said, then they could make a lot of money from these white cloths.
The two men ordered the servants to put the cloth into the warehouse, counted it carefully, and then went back to their rooms to rest.
After dinner, Mrs. Wang was still not sleepy at all. She was resting in her room when she suddenly heard a strange noise coming from outside the window.
She stood up and walked to the window, only to see that the other side of the mansion was red and a fire had already started.
The fire spread rapidly, engulfing the surrounding houses, but none of the servants noticed it.
The fire started in the warehouse, and Mrs. Wang screamed in surprise.
"Hurry up! There's a fire, put it out."
Mrs. Wang shouted loudly, and the servants in the house seemed to have just realized the spread of the fire and ran over from all directions.
The servants were in a mess with buckets and fire-fighting tools, bumping into each other or tripping over ropes.
Wang Zhilan was half asleep. When she heard her mother's call, she immediately jumped out of bed, quickly put on her clothes and ran to the scene.
She saw that the flames had engulfed the row of houses where the warehouse was. The flames illuminated the night sky, and the smoke was so thick that it was hard to breathe.
Wang Jincheng also rushed to the scene. Seeing the fire so fierce, he felt sad and worried.
All this is money being burned.
Despite everyone's best efforts, the fire could not be brought under control. It became more and more intense and even threatened the main building of the mansion.
The Wang family was extremely anxious, but there was nothing they could do.
The white cloth that Wang Zhilan bought from the market was burned to ashes in the warehouse before it even lasted overnight.
The white cloth made crackling sounds as it burned, the air was filled with smoke, and the flames illuminated the night sky, making people feel extremely desperate.
Due to the untimely firefighting, the fire burned down many houses and caused heavy property losses.
The Wang family stood in the yard, looking at the wreckage from the fire, at a loss as to what to do.
Mrs. Wang cried out, "My banknotes, my jewelry, all gone, all gone."
Mrs. Wang’s dowry was locked in the storeroom, and the fire started there. No rescue efforts were possible, and they could only watch it burn to ashes.
Mrs. Wang was heartbroken and fell to the ground unconsciously. Coincidentally, there was a piece of wood on the ground and she lost her balance and fell heavily to the ground.
"Come on..."
"Ouch!"
Mrs. Wang howled even louder, "My leg, please call a doctor, my leg is broken."
The family was in a state of panic again. They managed to help Mrs. Wang into her room to rest, and then called a doctor to see her.
Mrs. Wang's leg was indeed broken, and she had to stay in bed for three months, unable to move.
Wang Jincheng was very busy purchasing supplies and rebuilding the house, both of which required money. Only then did Wang Jincheng realize that there was no money left at home.
How can this be good?
Just when I was worrying about it, I heard from my confidant that Tongzhi Mu had arrived and was waiting in the outer study.
The outer study room was spared the disaster because it was close to the outside and had a pool of water, so it was still possible to receive guests.
This Tongzhi Mu was an official under his command, and they seldom had contact with each other. He didn't know what had brought him here this time.
"Sir, I wonder what you think of the proposal I made last time?"
He held up five fingers and gestured, "The prefect said that the governor had worked hard and should be divided like this. I hope you will think it through."
Wang Jincheng then remembered that last time, Tongzhi Mu had given him a proposal, but he did not agree to it because the risk was too great. If he wanted to rise in status, he could not have such a handle.
"Sir, I heard that your house was damaged by a fire. This is a small gift from us. I hope you will accept it."
Wang Jincheng did not refuse. He thought it was okay for him to accept this small amount of money.
I don’t know if the seal was not folded properly or what, but the banknotes inside just fell out.
When Wang Jincheng saw this, his eyes narrowed instantly. These people are really fucking rich.
He felt unbalanced thinking about how he was worrying about making a living.
What are you afraid of? Just do it.
The atmosphere between the two of them instantly became close, and after a detailed discussion, Mu Tongzhi left with satisfaction.
Wang Jincheng originally disdained to seek benefits through improper means, but now his family is in trouble.
If I don’t find a way to fill the deficit at home, I’m afraid I won’t even be able to afford food.