I Am This Type of Woman Chapter 21: Crash

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"Your Majesty, although Quanzi has no talent for dealing with the world, he is dedicated to the people. It is absolutely impossible for him to do such a thing that is reviled by the world. Please tell me clearly!"

"You have a good idea. How many people in the world know the name of your family?" Ban Huai said in a strange tone, "You just want everyone in the world to scold you, but you don't have the ability."

"Ban Shui Qing!" Uncle Zhongping said angrily, "I have tolerated you for a long time, please don't make trouble unreasonably!"

"I just told the truth. Uncle Zhongping doesn't need to be so angry," Ban Huai sighed, "That's all, I don't want to argue with you about such a trivial matter. The great man of the Xie family is famous all over the world, and there is no one else in the world. I don’t know, no one knows, that’s right, right?”

"You, you..." Uncle Zhongping felt that every word and every expression of Ban Huai was humiliating his Xie family. In anger, he raised his banquet and rushed forward.

"Uncle Zhongping, you can't do it!"

A civil servant shouted, and the court suddenly became chaotic. One of them moved faster and stopped in front of Ban Huai, but this person was hit **** the arm.

"At the feet of the Emperor, you dare to take action above the court. Do you take His Majesty seriously?!" Ban Huai quickly pulled Cheng Anbo who was blocking him in front of him to prevent Zhong Pingbo from continuing. Crazy hurts people.

The military commander standing next to him stepped forward and twisted Bo Zhongping's backhand, then pushed him to the ground.

"Uncle Zhongping, I'm offended."

The military commander glanced at Ban Huai and Uncle Zhong Ping, then returned to his original position with a straight face.

"Cheng Amber, is your arm okay?" Seeing Uncle Zhongping lying on the ground, Ban Huai turned to look at Rong Xia, feeling guilty and grateful, "I'm really sorry for causing trouble to you. ”

"The words of the Marquis are serious," Rong Xia glanced at Uncle Zhongping and bowed to him, "Uncle Zhongping, you and Marquis Jingting were officials in the same dynasty. If you have any misunderstandings, just speak up. Being so angry may hurt your body and mind!"

"Huh!" Emperor Yunqing, who was sitting at the top, slapped the throne with a heavy face and said, "From what I can see, he is getting angry out of embarrassment and doesn't take me seriously."

"Your Majesty, I have no intention of offending Tian Yan, but Marquis Jingting really bullied others too much and made trouble for Wei Chen all day long. Wei Chen couldn't bear it, so he made such a big mistake in the heat of the moment. Please be aware of it, Your Majesty." Zhongping. Bo was thrown to the ground by the general and had already woken up. When he heard that His Majesty was angry, he felt regretful and hated Ban Huai, who had been at odds with him all day long.

Emperor Yunqing knew about the grudges between the two families. In his opinion, Banhua was a lovable junior. Although he would not let his son marry, it did not mean that he could watch others get off work. Hua’s face. Who is Banhua? His cousin, the granddaughter of the eldest princess, is related to the royal family and married to the second son of the Xie family. That is called a low marriage.

Who knew that the second son of the Xie family would elope with the fireworks woman? This was not only a slap in Banhua’s face, but also a slap in his face.

Who in the whole court doesn’t know that he dotes on Banhua, but the younger generation he dotes on is being evaded from marriage. Is this because he doesn’t take him seriously, or is he laughing at his lack of vision for doting on a little girl who was evaded by a man?

As Ban Huai’s father, it’s okay for Ban Huai to mock him a few times. He was never so excited when his son escaped from marriage. Now after hearing a few gossips, he wanted to beat up a person with a higher title than him in court. The Marquis simply despises the court.

Emperor Yunqing was unhappy and a little moody, so what Uncle Zhongping said became nonsense in his heart.

Without even looking at Uncle Zhongping, he said to Zuo Xiang Yanhui: "In that case, you will investigate the matter thoroughly, with the assistance of Dali Temple and the Ministry of Punishment. Before the case was found out, Xie Chongjin was temporarily imprisoned in the sky prison. , no one is allowed to visit!"

"Your Majesty!"

Uncle Zhongping knelt down in the main hall dejectedly, and said with a trembling voice: "Your Majesty, Quanzi has been wronged!"

"Whether it's wrong or not, we won't know until the matter is cleared up." Emperor Yunqing stood up impatiently, "Retreat from the court!

"Congratulations to Your Majesty."

Uncle Zhongping knelt on the ground in confusion. If he had known this would happen, he should not have transferred his eldest son back to the capital. The second son has a broken eye, and the eldest son is about to be imprisoned in a prison. Which evil spirit did the Xie family provoke?

"Uncle Zhongping, aren't you leaving yet?"

Uncle Zhongping got up from the ground, glanced at the general who was talking to him, and walked out of the hall in a daze.

Suddenly, he remembered something and looked back at the general: "If I remember correctly, General Cao seems to be an old subordinate of Duke Jingting?"

General Cao touched the stubble on his chin and said, "In the early years, the late general was indeed the old subordinate of the eldest princess's consort. Why did Uncle Zhongping ask these things?"

"I think you generals are extremely disappointed that Duke Jingting has such a descendant. I didn't expect..." Uncle Zhongping shook his head, "You generals are actually kind and righteous."

General Cao looked at Uncle Zhongping inexplicably: "What are you talking about?"

Uncle Zhongping couldn't help but frown when he saw him like this. Could it be that he was overthinking?

"Uncle Rong, be careful of the steps." Ban Huai took Rong Xia all the way back to Cheng'an Bo's Mansion. He let out a long sigh of relief after the imperial doctor who specialized in bruises arrived.

"Master Hou, I'm not injured at all." Rong Xia rolled up her sleeves. There was a large group of bruises on them, which looked a bit scary.

"You're so bruised, but you're not injured yet?" Ban Huai turned to look at the imperial physician, "Physician, please help me quickly to see if there are any injured bones?"

It is said that Uncle Rong is good at calligraphy and can even write with both hands at the same time. If he really hurt his hand, how could he live with his conscience?

"Don't worry, Lord Ban. Uncle Rong is just a skin injury. Apply ointment and it will heal in a few days." The imperial doctor was a little surprised. How could Uncle Rong, such an amazing and talented person, be like Lord Ban? Old dudes getting together?

Could it be...

He glanced at Ban Huai. The daughter of the Ban family was very beautiful. Could it be that these two families were going to get married?

It’s just that Princess Ban is beautiful, but isn’t it a bit inappropriate to be with Uncle Rong?

At this time, in the Marquis Jingting Mansion, Ban Hua was urging Ban Heng to practice boxing and kicking. Ban Heng was whining, but he did not dare to sit on the ground because he was afraid of the whip on his sister's hand.

"Sister, is the quarter of an hour up?"

"It's still early," Ban Hua stared at the bowl above his head, "Don't shake, otherwise the water will overflow the bowl. Be careful and I'll whip you."

Ban Heng gritted his teeth and said: "Sister, my biological sister who is the most beautiful woman in the world, please let me take a breath, please take a breath."

Ban Hua looked at Ban Heng faintly: "Brother Heng, if you don't exercise well and your parents grow old in the future, how will you protect them?"

"If you are not good at poetry, you will not be a scholar in the future."

Ban Heng’s knees went weak.

"If you are not good at painting, you will not be able to sell your paintings."

Ban Heng’s knees became weak again.

"If you are not good at arithmetic, you cannot be a bookkeeper."

Ban Heng’s knees couldn’t be softer.

"If you're not good at riding and shooting, you can't be an Orion either."

Ban Heng was about to kneel down in front of his sister.

"You are industrious and unable to distinguish between grains and crops. The only thing you can do is to exercise your strength and make money by relying on your strength. Even if you won't be so poor in the future, at least you will be good. Only with your body can the bad guys dare not touch you."

Ban Heng finally knelt down with a thud.

"Sister! I was wrong."

Banhua took out a handkerchief to wipe the water from his face, and patted his head with satisfaction: "Just understand, go change into dry clothes, and then come back and continue."

"Yes." Ban Heng got up from the ground grouchily, looked at the broken bowl on the ground, and began to calculate in his mind how many bags of goods he would have to carry at the dock in a few years before he could buy such a small item. Porcelain bowl?

That afternoon, he went to the housekeeper to find out that the bowl he broke was produced by an official kiln. The price of a bowl was about 20 taels, which was enough to cover the expenses of an ordinary farm family for a year and still have some leftover. . The dock workers can get five cents for carrying a bag of goods. This also requires good luck and the kind foreman you meet.

One tael of silver is exchanged for a thousand coins, and twenty taels of silver is equivalent to 20,000 coins. So he has to carry five thousand bags of goods to buy the bowl he is using now?

"Sister!" Ban Heng burst into Ban Hua's yard crying, "Let's bury the money!"