Fan Chengxu was lying on the recliner, looking relaxed, but his expression was not as relaxed as before.
He was also an insider about the disappearance of the seventh prince, and it was his uncle who sent the news.
In the past few days, both the Fucheng Yamen and the Anti-Japanese Army have been sending people to find the whereabouts of the Seventh Prince.
However, seven or eight days have passed, and there is still no news at all.
The longer the time, the lower the possibility of finding the living Seventh Prince.
Fan Chengxu basked in the sun and said: âIf there is no news from the Seventh Prince, many people in Taizhou will suffer.â
âMy lord, donât worry, His Majesty the Seventh Highness has his own auspiciousness, and he will turn bad luck into good fortune.â Shopkeeper Shen comforted him.
Fan Chengxu said: âIf he wants to die, he canât die in the city. If he really died in Taizhou Prefecture, and not on the battlefield against Japanese pirates, then there are too many people involved. Under the imperial power, there are many bones.â
âYoung master has a kind heart, he thinks of others and the common people.â Shopkeeper Shen said.
âYou are wrong. Itâs not that I have a good heart, but that Taizhou government is in chaos. My business is not easy to do. I am a businessman, so I naturally hope to make money everywhere.â Fan Chengxu said.
At this moment, a young man came to send a letter, saying that Xu Heyou sent someone to send a letter, saying that it was sent by an old friend who knew Boss Fan.
âBring it.â
Fan Chengxu stretched out his hand, and the servant carefully handed the letter to Fan Chengxuâs hand.
Fan Chengxu frowned when he saw the words on the cover of the letter.
Immediately afterwards, he opened the letter, and sat up straight with a âchuckleâ.
âYoung master, whatâs the matter? Whatâs wrong with the letter?â Shopkeeper Shen rarely saw his young master make such a surprising move, so he couldnât help but feel worried.
Fan Chengxu didnât speak, he stared at the letter in his hand for a long time, and then lay down again.
âOld Shen, go to the warehouse to get the 800 taels of silver, and then go with the messenger, ask Xu Heyou what medicinal materials you want, and then come back and report to me.â Fan Chengxu said.
Hearing the words, shopkeeper Shen couldnât believe it, eight hundred taels of silver? Thatâs too much!
Their business dealings with Xu Heyou are only a few taels of silver a month, and only a few dozen taels a year. These eight hundred taels are what Xu Heyou can only earn from doing business with them for a decade or two!
Even if they are Zuixianju, they wonât be able to earn eight hundred taels of silver this year!
âMy lord, is this 800 taels too much?â Hesitating again and again, shopkeeper Shen still expressed his doubts.
âDonât worry about it, just send it according to this number.â Fan Chengxu said firmly.
âOkay, Iâll do it right away!â Shopkeeper Shen didnât dare to ask any more questions when he saw his young masterâs expression.
Then quickly followed the young masterâs instructions, took the silver ticket, and went to Zhuangzi outside the city with the person Xu Heyou sent to deliver the letter.
While delivering the letter to Zuixianju, Wei Ruo took Zhu Zongyu for a stroll in the yard in front of the hut where he lived.
âYouâre already feeling better, so if the weather outside is fine, you can go out and walk around in the yard. Proper exercise will help you recover.â Wei Ruo said to Zhu Zongyu.
âOkay.â Zhu Zongyu agreed.
âAlthough itâs cold today, the sun is good. You can bask in the sun in the yard when youâre tired from walking. As long as you donât move too much and donât hurt your wound, itâs very good for your current body.â Wei Ruo Again.
âUm.â
Immediately afterwards, Wei Ruo moved the rattan chair in the courtyard, placed it in a suitable position, and sat down by himself, but let Zhu Zongyu stand: âIf you can still walk, you can walk a little longer, as long as you donât pull the wound .â
Then motioned Xiumei to sit next to her.
âMaster, the weather is so nice, why donât we make some tea.â Xiumei suggested.
âThen make winter melon tea.â Wei Ruo said.
âHow to make winter melon tea?â Xiumei asked.
âGo to Zhuangziâs cellar and get some winter melons, wash and peel them, but donât remove the seeds, cut them into small pieces and put them in a pot, add some brown sugar and stir well, let it stand for a quarter of an hour, when the brown sugar melts, and the winter melons After the water is separated out, add rock sugar and start to simmer on low heat until the soup is sticky like honey and the color is as dark as amber. Then filter out the winter melon seeds and put the boiled winter melon tea into Store it in a jar, and when you want to drink it, just take some warm water and mix it up.â
âIt doesnât sound difficult, Iâll try it right away!â Xiumei excitedly got up and ran to the cellar.
âSlow down! Donât fall!â Wei Ruo urged from behind.
âKnow it!â
By the time Xiumeiâs voice reached Wei Ruoâs ears, she had disappeared.
Zhu Zongyu looked at the two master and servant from the side, and was infected by the relaxed and joyful emotions on the two of them.
Experienced a life and death, suffered a lot, got bruised all over, but felt the long-lost peace and peace of mind.
In the past few days, I feel warm and relaxed in this dilapidated Zhuangzi hut.
Although this young man surnamed Xu was wary of himself, he didnât hesitate at all when he helped himself.
He knew Mr. Xuâs worry was reasonable, he was kind but not stupid, this was a wise choice.
âWhat are you thinking about?â Wei Ruo found that Zhu Zongyu was thinking about something ecstatically.
âIâm thinking about what things I canât let go of in my life.â Zhu Zongyu replied.
âWhy do you suddenly think of such a mysterious question?â Wei Ruo asked.
âProbably because of a life and death experience.â Zhu Zongyu replied.
After Zhu Zongyu took a closer look at Wei Ruo, he continued: âI have never had such an idea before, and I have never thought about whether what I am doing is right or wrong. I just do this one thing and do this one thing well.â
âBut when I was hunted down by someone and fell in the weeds, and the last person around me left to save me, the pain in my body was so numb, I could feel the blood flowing out of my body, and I could also feel my life pass.â
âAt that time, the whole world was very quiet, and there was only the sound of gurgling water, and even this sound became weaker and weaker, and became more and more inaudible. At that time, I found that my mind was blank. I canât let go of any people or things at all. There is only a feeling of unwillingness, but I donât know why I am unwilling.â
Wei Ruo replied: âI didnât think so much. Doing what I want to do, loving the one I love, and protecting the one I want to protect is enough. Mr. Zhu was born into a wealthy family. Maybe he doesnât know that there are many people in this world who are pure and simple. Just living, just feeding myself and my family has exhausted all my strength.â