The Daily Life of the Daughter of a Minor Official Chapter 175

Chapter 175 Returning the Pearl to the King

Shangguanyu and Su Ruojin arrived quietly. Princess Yuehua and Zhao Lan stood in the courtyard at some point. Su Ruojin turned around and saw the two of them, turned around and saluted them.

 “Your Highness the Princess, the little prince…”

Shangguanyu also saluted.

 At dusk and sunset, the evening wind blows by, bringing a slight chill. The small courtyard, fences, vegetable seedlings, and vibrant flowers and plants look magnificent and dreamlike under the sunset.

Yue Hua and Zhao Lan looked at the young commoner man. He had an unfortunate fate and was beaten by the world and was struggling to survive. However, they didn't care. They accepted it completely and struggled to survive. He seemed to be sympathetic in every way, but he was weak and aloof.

Perhaps it is these that attracted Su Yanzu!

Just when Zhao Lan turned around and was about to persuade her aunt to leave, Su Dekai came out on the arms of his two sons.

The imperial doctor came to the princess and the little prince and said, "Princess, I have tried my best. As long as the sick person stops being agitated and rests for a while, there should be no serious problem."

 Everyone looked at Su Dekai.

 Half a year ago, when Su Ruojin met her grandfather, he was still a wealthy man who had not been baptized by time. Unexpectedly, half a year later, he would become a tired old man with a vicissitudes of life on his face.

She couldn't help but look at Su Yanzu. A love that tolerated no worldliness not only made him tired, but also exhausted the people around him.

Su Dekai saw the man who made him sick at a glance. He was about to get angry, but Su Yanli stopped him, "Father, this is Your Highness the Princess. This is the youngest son of Prince Jin - Prince Pingyang..."

Princess? Prince?

Even though the wealthy gentry of Pingjiang Prefecture was well-informed, Su Dekai had never seen officials above the fifth rank, let alone princesses and princes, who struggled to come over to salute the two of them.

He knelt down with a bang: "Cao...Cao Minsu...Dekai has seen Her Royal Highness the Princess...the little prince..."

Yuehua glanced at him casually: "Master Fusu, please get up!"

Brother Su Yanli quickly helped him up.

Su Dekai pointed to Shangguanyu excitedly, his lips trembling: "Please... princess..."

Princess Yuehua interrupted his anger: "Master Shangguan is the painter I invited, and I let him live here. What objection does Mr. Su have?"

 Everyone was shocked…

Zhao Lan frowned and then lowered his brows.

Su Yanzu also looked at Princess Yuehua in disbelief.

Yuehua said calmly, "This princess always values ​​talented people, Shangguanyu..."

Shangguanyu hurriedly came over to salute, "The grass...the grass people are here..."

“From now on, I will donate at least one painting every month.”

"This..." It was not Shangguanyu's turn for a civilian to refuse. He bowed respectfully and replied, "Yes, Your Highness."

Princess Yuehua raised her eyes and looked at the sunset sky, distant mountains, nearby trees, and farmhouses with smoke curling from their cooking stoves. It was like a vast landscape painting full of life, making people forget to leave.

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 “The slave is here—”

 “To pay the Shangguan son in advance.”

 “Yes, Your Highness.”

 After saying that, the eldest palace maid named Wushuang took a small box from the little girl's hand and handed it to Shangguanyu.

Shangguanyu refused, "It is a small citizen's fortune to be able to serve His Highness."

The big girl put the box into his hand indifferently, then turned around and waited for the master to leave the simple farmyard.

With the princess protecting him, no matter how unwilling Su Dekai was, it would be of no avail. He complained angrily and asked his son to force him to leave.

Mrs. Su who was parked behind wanted to eat Shangguanyu, but with the princess protecting her, she could only endure her hatred and leave. Before leaving, she glanced at Cheng Yingzhen, mother and son, with the same resentment.

Su Ruojin:… It's not me who told your son to love men. What kind of look is this? It seems like the whole world owes you. It's really...

Zhao Lan's eyes darkened.

Shuangrui motioned to the two guards to hold the resentful Mrs. Su, and reached out to teach her a lesson, but Su Ruojin held her back, "Little prince..."

 “There is no room for her to run wild here.”

Qian Muxiu, who was used to being domineering at home, was trembling with fear when the palace guards held her up like a horse. When she heard that the young prince would not spare her, she was so frightened that her legs weakened and she knelt down. , "Noble man, please spare your life... Noble man, please spare your life..."

Su Yanzu looked at Su Ruojin asking for help.

　　She sighed secretly. She was not prepared to meet her in the same way. She raised her little head and said, "The little prince is kind, just an old woman who lives in a house."

Zhao Lan always listens to the little lady and looks calm.

Shuangrui received the signal and then signaled the guards to let Su Qian go.

 Qian Muxiu was so frightened that he collapsed to the ground.

Su Yanzu bowed his hands and saluted, "Thank you, little prince." He helped his mother up and carried her away. Before leaving, he glanced at Shangguanyu and saw that everything was fine with him. He nodded slightly, telling him to take care and come to see him again in a few days.

Shangguanyu was about to respond when he saw Mrs. Su's eyes and lowered his head.

Su Ruojin sighed and called out, "Mother, Sanlang, Silang, we are going back."

Zhao Lan followed the Su family's mother and son and protected them from the small courtyard.

After a while, the crowded courtyard was cleared, leaving only Shangguanyu's lonely figure. As if his strength had been drained, he fell down on the stone bench and subconsciously opened the small box given by the princess.

  turned out to be a pearl.

 Pearl?

There is a poem saying: Returning the king's pearls sheds tears, wishing they could not meet again when they were not married.

 “Princess, she…”

He quickly got up and chased him all the way to the official road. The carriage moved forward, gradually getting smaller and smaller in the dusk, until it disappeared from his sight.

Su Dekai did not live in Su Ji Xiaoyuan and could not catch up in the city. They stayed in Dongsheng Restaurant and returned to the city early the next morning. His uncle Su Yanzu also went back. As for his relationship with his family and his relationship with Her Royal Highness, Su Dekai The story of love and Shangguanyu left Su Ruojin's life as they left. She didn't ask about it intentionally or deliberately, and it seemed she didn't hear any rumors.

Of course it involves Her Royal Highness the Princess, and it is difficult for ordinary people like them to hear it. After the three-day holiday, Su Yanli returned to the capital with his wife and children, and the life of the Su family returned to peace.

Soon after, Su Ji's morning tea shop at the foot of Dongshan Academy became a gathering place for wealthy and idle people in the capital, either for fun, shopping for calligraphy and paintings, or gathering with friends. It became a unique place.

Mrs. Yang next door came over to cooperate with Su Ruojin again, "Second Madam, we have cooperated for so long, and the share of the milk tea shop has never been less than yours!"

 This is true.

Su Ruojin nodded and smiled, "Of course."

 “Then what do you think?”

Mrs. Yang proposed to expand the existing Suji Breakfast into one like Wenshan Street, and she would pay for the expansion.

Su Ruojin shook his head.

"Why?" Mrs. Yang was anxious, "If 30-70 doesn't work, then 20-80, I'll give you 80."

Su Ruojin smiled and said, "Before you came to me, two families came to me."

Mrs. Yang was about to ask which two, but she already knew which one it was, "Okay." Su Ji's morning tea shop was too profitable for a little supervisory censor like her, so she had to give up.

 (End of this chapter)

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