I Am This Type of Woman Chapter 19: The wayward prince

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"Sister!"

Ban Heng ran all the way to Banhua's yard, interrupting the story the female storyteller was telling. He took the tea poured by the maid and drank a few sips before saying, "I have found the person."

Ban Hua waved all the irrelevant people out and slapped his hands on the coffee table: "Who is it?"

"Uncle Zhongping's eldest son, Xie Chongjin." Ban Heng drank a whole cup of tea before he could barely breathe. "He was the one who won the top prize three years ago but went to work in other places. Xie Qilin broke one of his eyes. After that, he was transferred back to Beijing, and he just arrived in Beijing yesterday."

"Sister, why did you ask me to check on him?" Ban Heng sat down on the chair and suddenly looked at Ban Hua with a suspicious look: "You don't think he looks good, just that and so on. Right?"

"Can you think of something normal in your mind?" Banhua patted Ban Heng's hand that was about to take some snacks away, "Your sister is in your heart, is that it?"

Ban Heng was at a loss, what if it wasn't like this?

Ban Hua felt her hands were itchy and almost slapped Ban Heng's silly face. But she couldn't help it anymore. Seeing that he was sweating from running, she threw the handkerchief into his hand and said, "How likely is it that Zhongping's residence will rebel?"

"Sister, do you think Uncle Zhongping's virtues can be used to rebel?" Ban Heng's eyes widened, "I know you don't want to see this family, but putting a **** basin on his head is not right. Shit basin is an insult."

"What you said seems to make sense," Banhua peeled the melon seeds, threw away the shells and put Ren'er in a small silver bowl. "There are so many men in black in the world, so it may not be him."

"Perhaps people from other places raised the flag to rebel, and responded to the call..." Ban Heng suddenly paused, "That's not right. How big of a problem would this cause the powers from all over the world to raise the flag to rebel?"

"The new emperor succeeded to the throne, his status is unstable, and the people are resentful." Yin walked into the courtyard and sat across from the two brothers and sisters. "Now the Jiang family's world is not as stable as they imagined."

The current emperor is extravagant, loves great achievements, and even allows the queen's family to sell their official positions and titles. There have been dissatisfaction among the people for a long time, but officials in the DPRK and the central government have suppressed these rumors. But if it can be suppressed for a while, can it be suppressed for a lifetime?

"Mother, do you think we should tell grandma about my sister's dream?" Ban Heng touched his head, "Our brains are not working well anyway, why not let grandma come up with a solution?"

"No." Yin immediately objected, "You must not tell your grandmother about this."

"Why?" Ban Heng was puzzled, "If we don't leave things that we can't solve to grandma, who else can we leave them to?"

"Your grandmother is not only your grandmother, she is also the eldest princess of the Jiang family. She is old. If she knows that the Jiang family dynasty will be overthrown, how can you let her accept it?" The Yin family was angry. He said, "You should pay your respects to your grandmother more often and spend more time with her. Other things are not things you should worry about."

Ban Heng nodded obediently, "I remember." He poured the melon seeds from the silver bowl on the table into his mouth.

"Ban Heng!" Ban Hua saw that the melon seeds she had peeled were gone, and she almost put the snack plate on Ban Heng's head, "You are a big man, and you still robbed me of my melon seeds."

"I am your brother, not an elder." Ban Heng jumped up from his chair, "Besides, what's wrong with peeling me some melon seeds? In the future, I will marry a wife who will peel melon seeds for me."

"Bah! You are so beautiful," Banhua put his hands on his hips, "If I found a husband like you, I would definitely whip you every day."

"Then what kind of husband do you want to find, who can peel melon seeds for you?" Ban Heng jumped away and ran away, "This is what you call a dream."

Seeing the noisy couple, Mrs. Yin couldn't help but shake her head and laugh. There were servants at home, so the two of them often quarreled over such trivial matters. I really don't know who had this random temperament. .

On the street, Ban Huai was wandering around outside with his bodyguard at all times. This bracelet has a nice water color. I bought it for my wife. This hairpin looks beautiful. I bought it for my daughter. These books are well written. I will give some to my son. Book. Since he spends a lot of time shopping recently, and he doesn't use his power to pressure others, he gives as much as he needs, and he doesn't bully the vendors doing business. Therefore, Ban Dahouye is very popular with shopkeepers and waiters on Dayechao Luxury Street. Welcome, I really wish he could come every day.

"Master Hou, this glazed lamp just arrived this year. Although it is not as exquisite as the ones in the palace, it is still a bit elegant." The shopkeeper enthusiastically introduced a star glazed lamp to Ban Huai, "Light it up at night. After that, it’s like a star has fallen on the ground, and the women of your house will definitely like it very much.”

Ban Huai took a look at the glass lamp. It was of excellent workmanship and asked, "How much does it cost?"

"Master Hou, you are an old customer of ours. I don't dare ask anyone for a high price, but I dare not ask for yours." The shopkeeper looked around and whispered, "Others must pay a thousand taels. If you want it, I’ll take six hundred and eighty-eight taels, which is considered a blessing.”

"Okay, you can arrange for someone to send it to my house later." Ban Huai nodded, turned around and saw a picture of Magu celebrating his birthday hanging on the wall. He remembered that his mother always liked calligraphy, painting and antiques, so he said, "How much does this painting cost?"

"Master Hou... someone has already decided on this painting. Do you want to see something else?" the shopkeeper said with a smile, "I'll let someone pick up the painting, and let you choose slowly."

"Forget it." Ban Huai felt a little pity. The meaning of this painting was very good, and it was perfect to give it to his mother.

"If the Marquis wants it, I will give this painting to you," a man walked in from the outside, "As long as the Marquis doesn't dislike it."

Ban Huai turned around to see the person coming: "Uncle Rong."

Rong Xia gave a junior salute to Ban Huai, then turned to the waiter and said, "Decorate the painting and give it to Mr. Ban Huai."

"How can this happen? Since this painting was chosen by Uncle Rong, how can I win over others?" Although Ban Huai is older than Rong Xia and has a higher grade than Rong Xia, he is not willing to take advantage of his juniors. Cheap people.

"You're welcome, Lord Marquis," Rong Xia once again gave a courtesy to a junior, "It's fate that you like this painting. If you refuse it, you are looking down on this junior."

In terms of eloquence, even ten Ban Huai can't match half a face, so in the end Ban Huai accepted the painting. At any rate, he still remembered that he couldn't take advantage of others in vain, so he decided to invite this generous, polite and handsome young man to dinner at Wangyue Tower, the most expensive place in the capital.

Rong Xia not only did not dislike him for being an idle prince, but also respected him very much along the way. This made Ban Huai's impression of him change from a very powerful young uncle to a very likeable young man, and finally his favorable impression reached This kid is too much for my liking, and my son is a scumbag.

The waiter at Wangyue Tower was also familiar with Ban Huai. When he saw him, he warmly invited them to sit upstairs.

When Ban Huai went up the stairs, he said to the waiter who was leading the way, "I remember that your wife is about to give birth to a baby?"

"Go back to the Marquis, my wife has given birth, but she is a girl." The waiter said without much joy on his face, "Excuse me for asking."

"It's okay, girl." Ban Huai felt in his pocket and took out two silver gourds the size of peanuts and handed them to the waiter, "Give this to your girl to press on her pillow, and wish her a long life and no disease. No disaster."

"Master Hou, how dare you ask for..."

"It's okay, this is what I gave to my juniors," Ban Huai said, "My family has ten thousand gold, so I can do whatever I want." "Take it."

"Thank you, thank you, Lord Marquis!" The waiter took the two silver gourds, his face full of gratitude.

Rong Xia looked at the interactions between Ban Huai and the waiter, with a deeper smile on his face. After the two sat down in the box, Rong Xia said, "Master Hou is really kind."

"It's not that I'm kind-hearted," Ban Huai shook his head and took a sip of tea. "If I didn't open this mouth, that girl might not survive."

For the nobles, raising an extra daughter is not a big deal, but for ordinary people, especially ordinary people who only want a son but get a daughter, this daughter is superfluous. In his early years, when he was idle and playing in the countryside, he once witnessed an old woman throwing her dead granddaughter under a bridge, just to have her trampled by thousands of people, so that no daughter would dare to be reincarnated into her family.

After this incident, he was so frightened that he fell ill and drank several soothing medicines before he recovered.

Rong Xia did not expect Ban Huai to say such a sentence, and was stunned for a moment, "It shows that Mr. Hou is still kind-hearted."

Ban Huai waved his hand, not wanting to talk about the matter anymore.

After a while, the food was served. Ban Huai didn't take a few sips of wine before he got drunk and talked some rambling nonsense to Rong Xia. What was rare was that Rong Xia was able to catch up. He is worthy of being the world-famous Mr. Rong.

"Those **** in Zhongping's residence still want their eldest son to serve in the household department. They have a great idea!" Ban Huai put the wine bottle heavily on the table, "They bully my daughter like this, and they still want to take it seriously. It didn’t happen, there is no door! There are no windows!”

Rong Xia thought of the rumors in the capital that Lord Ban doted on his eldest daughter the most. After Uncle Zhongping’s second son eloped with the fireworks girl, Lord Ban immediately went to Uncle Zhongping’s house to break off the engagement and even trashed Uncle Zhongping’s house. It's a mess, even the door has been replaced. Later, after Xie Qilin was found, he was beaten numerous times. Uncle Zhongping went to complain to the emperor, saying that it was done by Jingtinghou's family. Unfortunately, there was no evidence, and the emperor was partial to Jingtinghou's house, so the matter was dismissed. Let it go.

"The younger generation also feels that the eldest son Xie is not suitable for the household department," Cheng Anbo served Ban Huaiman a drink, "Where do you think it would be better for him to serve?"

"It's better to be idle at home if you have a **** job!" Ban Huai cursed drunkenly, "Let him carry his father home to feed him."

Although Ban Huai did not learn the skills of his father, a military commander, in marching and fighting, he did learn a lot in his ability to curse people.