Tough Princess : Once Upon A Brothel Chapter 37

Hearing their comments, the coachman was panicked and at a loss.

Then butler, Tian, who was next to the carriage, realized the situation and went there, saying with a smile, “You misunderstood what we meant. We just would like to put the carriage on the side of the road so as not to be in your way before we are going to see this little brother.”

Then, the butler walked to Goudan lying on the ground beside him, “Hey bro, are you OK?”

Goudan ignored the butler and continued to howl.

At this time, Qiao Yanlin in the coach revealed the curtain slightly. Realizing what happened, he was extremely awkward.

Xian asked Dong to take the beggars out after he thought it was a viable time. Then he got into the crowd and said, “Oh, he is the butler of the mansion of Qiao, the imperial physician family! No wonder it's such a killing.”

By doing this, the crowd all looked at the carriage, and then said, “No wonder, it turned out to be the n.o.bility. The person sitting in the carriage must be the person from Qiao's house. Look, what they did just now clearly has demonstrated that they wanted to leave.”

Hearing more and more words from the crowd, Qiao Yanlin couldn't hold his face anymore. He lifted the curtain and walked down the carriage with an embarra.s.sed expression to the front of the crowd. “Do not gossip here.”

Qiao Yanlin wanted to talk about it whereas everyone was attracted to Dong ‘s voice.

At this time, Dong was crying beside Goudan, “My bro, what's wrong with you? I just left for a while.”

The rest of the beggars went round to Qiao Yanlin, shouting and suddenly making a mess.

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At this time, Qiao Shu had already decocted the soup and found that Yang Zijin was not in the yard. So she went to the door to ask the guard, but unexpectedly hearing a pa.s.serby in front of the door talking and laughing, “Mr. Qiao is so unfortunate that he will be stuck for a long time.”

Another person replied, “Good job. They will never be arrogant in the future.”

Qiao Shu hurriedly caught up with the two people who spoke, “Sir, are you talking about Mr. Qiao from the imperial physician family?”

“Exactly, it is said that their coach has b.u.mped into someone and wanted to go away. Now he is surrounded by the crowd. Do you want to join them?” One of them replied.

Hearing that, Qiao Shu hurried to the place where the two people said, and saw that the street was full of people. Qiao Shu squeezed for a while before coming to the middle, and saw a group of beggars surrounding her father. The butler was explaining to these beggars and her dad was awkward standing by.

Qiao Yanlin saw Qiao Shu and said, “Why are you here? As a girl, you shouldn't show up.”

“I heard that you are in trouble, Dad, I am worried,” Qiao Shu replied.

Qiao Shu asked Qiao Yanlin about the situation again and told him to come back on the wagon. She then walked in front of the crowd and spoke loudly, “I think you have misunderstood today. In the area near the palace, everyone is the same in respect to the regulation. We dare not to despise the imperial power. Besides, as Qiao family, the family of doctors, how can we just ignore it!”

“Miss Qiao, you are kidding. We clearly see that they would not like to stop.” Xian said again in the crowd.

Dong hurriedly said, “Yes, it's you from Qiao family who is bullying us poor beggars. Now you are lying, but everyone will realize the truth. Am I right, everyone?”

The beggars next to them all catered, “You n.o.bilities are bullying us and not treating us like a person.”

Now Qiao Shu finally realized that it was hard to explain to the public, and gossip is a fearful thing.

Everyone was discussing about them and even began to criticize them. Qiao Shu was helpless and whispered to Goudan lying on the ground, “Just told me how much money I should pay to stop the quarrel. I will pay you as long as it is reasonable.”

Dong raised his voice, “Miss Qiao, do you think that we are just for money? Those of you do not treat us beggars as a person, so we just fight for human rights for ourselves.”

Qiao Shu wondered if it was a coincidence today or someone was stumbling. Why don't these beggars even want money? She asked again, “So what do you want? We cannot be stuck here.”

With a sneer, Dong continued, “We beggars don't want your money. If you intend to repent, there are many poor people in Jing City. It's better to apply porridge and grain at the city gate for a month.”

Everyone heard Dong's words and nodded …

“That's fine. Give these wealthy officials a lesson. They should never bully us poor people.”

“Yes, they should know that not everything goes smooth with silver.”

Hearing the more and more unpleasant words of the crowd, Qiao Shu's face was pale. Her nails were pinched into the flesh. She was full of hate for these beggars, but she had to nod and agree.

Dong just got up and shouted to the crowd, “Everyone, let's go. They have promised to provide porridge in front of the city gate for one month. Don't forget to join them.”

The crowd dispersed then.

In the medical hall.

Uncle Liu opened the soup medicine brought by Yang Zijin, and knew that there was a little Mantail Flower Poison that he had told her.

Yang Zijin learned the result and told Uncle Liu a few words before she returned to the mansion of Shuo Ling. She was thinking about whether Xian had managed to delay Qiao Shu. If she suspected why Zijin stayed outside so long, the game would be over.

As soon as she returned to the mansion, she was stopped by Mo Li before entering her yard. “Mr. Yang, Marquis is waiting for you in the study. Please follow me.”

She had no choice but to follow Mo Li to Shuo Ling's study.

Looking from the door, she found that Shuo Ling was standing in front of the desk to practice writing. He was dressed in white, with high crowned hair. The long flowing hair was slinging behind his back. The ink brush was moved by his hand. Yang Zijin immediately thought of the old saying, “The girl on the road is gorgeous whereas the young men next to her look unprecedentedly handsome.” He was not inferior to the young man in the saying.

Shuo Ling heard the voice, looked up, and saw Yang Zijin. He smiled slightly, “Zijin, come here.”

What did he want to do? Yang Zijin considered secretly. He was always cold and calm. She nearly could not bear his soft behavior.

“Come, sit here.” Shuo Ling pulled Yang Zijin over and sat down, looking at her in a silly look, and thought it was cute.

After clearing his throat, Shuo Ling said, “Follow me to practice writing today.”

“What? Practicing writing?” Yang Zijin was so confused, “Are you kidding me?” It was ridiculous to ask her to practice handwriting, and he should have known that she hated writing with the ink brush. She just thought it was not convenient and had manually made some charcoal pencils before.

Yang Zijin looked at Shuo Ling pleadingly, “Can I not practice?”

“No.”

The answer to her was a simple word. Yang Zijin had to write the nonsense symbols on the paper.

Shuo Ling looked at the words written by Yang Zijin and felt speechless. Her handwriting was even uglier than the words on the pigeon he had seen before. She would become the princess in the future. With such terrible handwriting, everyone would laugh at her if they know it.

Seeing Yang Ziguan write several difficult words one after another, and looking at her posture of holding the ink brush, Shuo Ling couldn't help but frown. It was even worse than he thought.

So he walked behind Yang Zijin, hugged her, held her hand holding the brush, and slowly wrote her name.

Shuo Ling's behavior at this time made Yang Ziyun slightly stunned, so she just wrote on the paper accompanied by Shuo Ling. When she smelled the faint amber fragrance of his body, Yang Zijin couldn't help feeling that her heartbeat was speeding up at this time. She became shy and thought, “What's wrong with her today?” When She had closer contacts with him before she didn't feel anything wrong at all.

“Don't hesitate. Quickly.” Shuo Ling tapped Yang Zijin's head lightly, with a complacent look in his eyes. Obviously, he was very satisfied with her performance now.

Yang Zijin felt painful, glanced at him, and still obediently let Shuo Ling take her hand to continue writing, but this time she became more serious.

Seeing this scene, Mo Li standing outside the study room couldn't help but feel sad. His lordship finally fell in love with someone, but it turned out to be a man. He couldn't help thinking what if Mr. Yang were a girl. What a pity! Otherwise they would be envied by everyone. Thinking of this, Mo Li turned around and no longer looked at the study.

Shuo Ling in the study room also told Yang Zijin about how to write each word, which should be written heavily, and which should slightly. After explaining, he sat down and read books.

After a long period of hard work, the ground was covered with paper b.a.l.l.s thrown by Yang Zijin, and the table was also covered with paper. Yang Zijin looked repeatedly and finally found a piece that she thought was not bad in the papers she wrote. She then shows it to Shuo Ling.

But Shuo Ling glanced without raising his head, and said coldly, “Rewrite.”

Yang Zijin felt bored to practice and had already lost patience. Hearing Shuo Ling say this, she became furious somehow. Before she crossed to here, she was forced by her father and mother to study a profession that she did not want to learn. Once she said “no,” her mother would cry and shout. She has been forced to accept twenty-two years of education. At that time, she was under pressure and turned to her dad. But he would only reply to her that she should listen to her mother. She had no choice at that time. Thinking of this, she couldn't hold her anger anymore!

She then shouted at Shuo Ling, “You could practice if you like. Anyway, I won't write anymore today!”

Following that, Yang Zijin turned and left.

“Stop!” Shuo Ling said sharply, feeling that Yang Zijin had no ambitions. Then what if she became the princess in the future? She could not be so naughty then.

Seeing Yang Zijin stop, Shuo Ling continued, “Yang Zijin, you know you are not an ordinary person. In the future, you are not only the lady of the mansion of Duke Mu!”

“So what?” Yang Zijin sneered.

Seeing Yang Zijin like this, Shuo Ling angered slightly, “So what? If you restore your ident.i.ty in the future and you don't know anything about the ritual and study. You will fail when compared to others, which will provoke criticism. Then you will realize the trouble!”

Yang Zijin heard Shuo Ling say this, she could no longer suppress her inner anger and asked Shuo Ling, “What is the trouble? You really consider it important, don't you?”

“In the future, when you arrive at the mansion of Duke Mu, you will be a n.o.ble lady. These are naturally important.” Shuo Ling said, staring at Yang Zijin seriously.