Female student: I'm sorry, the prince is mine.

"Daddy..." Nanshan Qing saw her father's anger rising and falling, and said coquettishly in a soft voice.

"Okay, okay, I'll write a letter for you later and talk to Mr. Bai. Let's do this for now."

Nanshan Yun had a headache and wanted to go back to Fourth Yiniang's gentle hometown as soon as possible.

Originally, Nanshan Yun wanted Nanshan Xi to send a message to the in-laws of the prefect, and find a way to introduce Nanshan Qing, whether it was to be a concubine of some noble person in the name of a goddess, or to send it to a higher place.

But after what Nan Shanqing said, he felt that it was also a choice. After all, the name of the goddess was more useful if it was supported by wealth. In case...the most indispensable thing for recruiting troops is money.

As long as you have enough wealth and the reputation of a goddess, even if you are a widow, there will be people rushing to come to help you pull the strings.

As soon as Nanshan Yun left, Third Yiniang started crying: "My poor child."

"Auntie, don't cry. The situation has come to this. We can't let our father abandon his daughter." She was not born with a big heart, but she had to be like this.

The fourth sister is married and has the prefect as her backer, but she and her aunt are helpless in the back house. The maternal grandfather's family could still help each other, but now that many years have passed, there are not many people in the maternal grandfather's family. The business Not very good yet.

Maybe it's not such a bad thing to be wrong.

"That's right, we can't let the master abandon us."

Third Yiniang held back her tears.

Nanshan Qing nodded, sat down and took a sip of tea with dull eyes. These words were prepared in advance because Nanshan was afraid that his father would not let go of Nanshan You for the sake of his eldest daughter.

The fourth sister said that if her father had feelings of compassion, it would be of no use to their plans. They must make sure that her eldest sister's marriage would not only bring pressure to the fourth aunt's side, but would also be beneficial to the Nanshan family.

On the surface, she gained some favor from her father.

Unexpectedly, the trick that was originally intended to be used on Nanshan You was now used on himself.

Nanshan Qing's index finger gently rubbed the edge of the tea cup. The Bai family already had two concubines. If she married, she would not necessarily live a bad life as the main wife.

Besides, Bai Wuyuan loves beauty, she...couldn't she be able to attract his attention?

When Nan Shanqing thought of this, a hidden red cloud appeared on his face. Although Bai Wuyuan was not a formal figure, he was really a handsome man. She was still young, so she probably had many possibilities in the future, right?

Although the Bai family withdrew from Langzhou in disgrace, it has developed well in the south and is now one of the richest households in Biancheng.

Most importantly, they have a lot of land.

Born into a merchant's family, Nan Shanqing was also familiar with these business matters.

After the new emperor ascended the throne, South Vietnam's land policy was adjusted. In the past, land was concentrated in the hands of officials, nobles and gentry, causing separatism if not careful.

So the new emperor liberalized land sales, and merchants could participate in the management of the fields. They just needed to ensure that part of the land must be used for growing grain, and the lease period for land used for sales was 20 years.

During the 20-year period, land use and harvests will be recorded, and those that contribute significantly to local people's livelihood and economy can be rented for an additional ten years.

This is good for merchants.

The land of nobles and squires will also be registered, and how it is used must be reported. The Holy Lord and Prince Xiang will check it in due course.

Although the sale of land has been liberalized, it is still much more difficult for merchants to rent land than for squire. Since the Bai family can take over so much land, it shows that the strength is still good.

Nanshan Yun returned to the wing, where Fu Yue had prepared tea and was fanning it with a handkerchief to cool down the tea.

Nanshan Yun was very worried: "Madam, you have been waiting for a long time."

"Master is back." Fu Yue shyly stood up to greet him.

She was the best at trying to figure out his heart. At this moment, he must have been angry because of the affair between his third aunt and his daughter. She only had to say a few gentle words to make Nanshan Yun fall in love with her even more.

"Yes." As expected, Nan Shanyun's gloomy face turned clear. He pinched her chin, took her hand, and sat at the table to sip tea.

Nanshan Yun didn't stay long. He drank some tea in the side room and asked the novice monk to take him to see the abbot.

The abbot was about to send someone to invite Nanshan Yun, and they met outside the abbot's Zen room.

Nan Shanyun kept a very low profile and directly blamed Nan Shanqing and Bai Wuyin for what had just happened. He only said that the two sides had loved each other since childhood, and it was only because of the fierce business war between the two families that they were separated.

The two could only communicate through letters. Now that it was time to talk about marriage, the two were extremely anxious when they saw that their elders showed no sign of marrying them. They just got together today to discuss countermeasures, and they happened to be seen by someone. .

Nanshan Yun eloquently denied the two men's immorality, and described the two as hard-luck mandarin ducks. While winning the abbot's sympathy, it seemed that the two had really almost missed each other due to some mistake.

The young novice monk in the abbot's room lowered his eyebrows. He had witnessed this farce with his own eyes.

The novice's expression did not change, but he said in his heart: He is indeed a businessman, so he can make up stories.

Half truth and half lie, but it actually sounds reasonable.

After the abbot sent Nanshan Yun out, he didn't tell them to leave early. After all, they came here to light lamps and recommend them to their elders, which was considered filial piety.

The abbot touched the beads in his hand and ordered the novice monks to strengthen protection at night.

"Yes." The novice responded and withdrew.

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Nanshan was resting in the wing room. The place where the sound of Sanskrit was lingering seemed to be very beneficial to her recovery. She could actually hear the voices of Nanshan Qing and his wife just now.

Sure enough.

Last night, she asked Zhao Fei to pay attention to the lanterns outside the window. At midnight, except for the square lanterns hanging outside her wing, the lanterns on the back windows of the other wings were all round lanterns.

Zhao Fei changed the order of the lanterns.

Sure enough, the gang of thieves at the foot of the mountain carried the person in the square lantern to Bai Wuyuan's wing.

Nanshan put the fingers of one hand on the palm of the other hand, looking at the kodan that he had just dyed not long ago, thinking to himself.

Nanshan Qing was a concubine, so it was not easy for her to leave the house. Unlike Nanshan Xi, who had a favored mother, she was even less likely to be away from home for too long.

This is why she still doesn't know who lives in Wormwood Lane.

But how did she know that she and Zhang Laizi and his group were having some trouble?

Turning his eyes, Nanshan saw Wan'er sitting quietly reading a book.

Also, Nanshan Qing and Nanshan Xi also always communicate with each other like them.

Nanshan Xi doesn’t have to do it himself, he just needs to send someone to inquire.

It's just that they are covered up when they go out. Nanshan Xi shouldn't be able to be so meticulous.

So who helped Nanshan Xi deliver the news?

In the Nanshan Mansion, Qian San was the confidant of the fourth aunt, but Qian San was greedy for money, lustful, selfish, and usually did average work, so he would never go out of his way to find someone who had a problem with her.

Is it just a coincidence?