The uncle borrowed some merits, and the princess drew the talisman fiercely

"Have you read the Jingwen newspaper?"

Lu Zhaoling immediately reached out, "Let me have a look."

When I heard that Prince Jin knew it so clearly, I knew he must have read the Beijing News.

"You didn't buy it? You have been a major figure in the capital's news many times, so why didn't you buy it?" Prince Jin raised his eyebrows.

"One tael of silver for each portion. I'm so poor, I don't deserve it." Lu Zhaoling said.

While the King of Jin asked Qinglin to get the news from the capital, he sneered at Lu Zhaoling.

"You charge ridiculously high prices for drawing talismans to exorcise evil spirits, and you just received 100,000 taels from Qing Fuhou. Are you poor?"

If she were poor, would there be any girls in the capital who could be considered rich?

"You are stingy, not poor. I hope you can have a clearer understanding of yourself." King Jin glared at her.

Lu Zhaoling touched the tip of his nose and asked sincerely, "Is my fee really that high?"

She had just arrived and was not very clear about the conversion between money, so she still retained her previous habit of making offers.

Moreover, because the work was done when her spiritual energy was depleted, her body was injured, and her soul was unstable, she felt that the low price was not worth it.

Who knew that no one objected to the price she offered?

However, this time, seeing how happy the assistant doctor was to receive her free talisman, Lu Zhaoling had a change of heart and considered this issue.

If her fee was not expensive and she gave him a talisman, Mr. Fu wouldn't be smiling as if he had found a windfall, right?

"Qingfeng, tell her." Prince Jin didn't want to say anything.

Qing Feng glanced at his own prince.

Why should he be allowed to talk about something that might offend others?

Qing Feng said seriously, "When the prince heard that you helped Lord Lin Ronglin save Miss Lin and received five thousand taels, he said it in the mansion. Fortunately, Mrs. Lin has money. If you rely on Lord Lin, Lord Lin will probably have to pawn his pants to raise money."

"......" King Jin glanced at Qingfeng.

No, if you want to say it’s expensive, just say it directly. Why talk about what he was saying at that time?

Lu Zhaoling looked at Prince Jin.

"Master Lin is so poor?"

"He has been sent out for the past ten years, and all he has done is investigate crimes and catch criminals. How much do you think his salary is? But you don't have to worry. I heard that Madam Lin is good at business and her shop makes a lot of money."

Lu Zhaoling was speechless for a moment.

"Okay, I'll think about lowering the fee."

This would save her from saving someone but draining their property, thus reducing her merit by half.

"Miss Lu Er, Jing Wen is here."

Qinglin took the Beijing News.

"Take Qingbao. We should go back now. We won't be able to return due to curfew." Before Lu Zhaoling turned around and left, he patted the King of Jin on the shoulder and drew his luck again. "Your Highness, you don't have to see me off."

"Ok?"

Prince Jin grabbed her and said, "Aren't you going to finish reading before you leave? Do you still want to grab a few more?"

"You still say I'm stingy, look at you, aren't you also very stingy? You even bother with me over a piece of paper, but I'm your beautiful fiancée, be generous and don't bother."

Lu Zhaoling gave him a heart sign, turned around and walked away.

Watching her go away, King Jin imitated her and rubbed his thumb and index finger together, raised it to look at it, and asked Qingfeng, "What does this mean?"

Qing Feng couldn't help but imitate him, looking at the two fingers, separating them, sticking them together, and hesitantly said, "Take, pinch?"

When you pinch with your thumb and index finger, does it mean to pinch?

King Jin frowned, "What the hell? Does she want to control me?"

Wow, you are young but have great ambitions.

"Miss, you're back? Did the prince rescue the palace maid?" Qingyin was waiting anxiously in Tingnuanlou.

But she thought about it and felt that the reason why the prince asked the young lady to come over at this time must be this matter.

"Yes, I will settle down in Prince Jin's Mansion first."

Lu Zhaoling took the Beijing News and asked them to light the candles so that they could take a look.

"You guys should go wash up and rest. I'll blow out the lights and go to sleep after I finish watching."

"Yes."

Qingyin Qingbao responded, stepped back, and closed the door for her.

Lu Zhaoling sat at the table and read the newspaper.

Yes, it really is a newspaper.

In fact, in her impression, there were official newspapers or court gazettes in ancient times, which were strictly controlled and were all official. Later, there were folk tabloids, some of which were run by bookstore owners.

However, these tabloids have always been strictly controlled by the government, for fear that they might write about unapproved court news, border wars, or leak government affairs.

Before the Great Zhou Dynasty, there were some tabloids that were copied from bookstores. They were basically collections of articles and poems written by talented men and beautiful women, and they were very serious and formal.

The Beijing News, which suddenly appeared, is really novel.

Lu Zhaoling even suspected that the people who ran the newspaper did not belong here like her, but she had made some calculations before and did not come up with anything unusual.

She didn't plan to investigate specifically, she would be able to find out when she had the chance to meet the person in the future.

When Lu Zhaoling saw the part about Concubine Shu’s engagement with the Lu family, she burst out laughing.

It's obvious at a glance that this was the Lu family's operation.

It’s either Mrs. Lu or Lu Zhaoyun.

By writing about Concubine Shu's embarrassment and stupidity in the past, do they think that Concubine Shu will have to agree to the engagement?

If Concubine Shu saw this, she would probably want to crush their heads.

Lu Zhaoling also read the article about Liu Guangtian's house. She probably thought some brave and overfed people would pay attention to it, but she believed that Lin Rong would send someone to watch it.

Lu Zhaoling just read the other little gossips for fun.

After reading the Jingwen newspaper, she went to bed. After giving Prince Jin a good hand today, she felt that she was obviously getting better.

Before going to sleep, Lu Zhaoling thought of a possibility. If she asked Prince Jin to do more good deeds and accumulate virtues to greatly increase his merits, would it be more effective for her if she collected them?

She must try it sometime.

Lu Zhaoling slept well that night, but many people slept uneasily or even suffered from insomnia.

Lin Rong also didn't sleep all night.

He interrogated Liu San for half the night, and in the middle of the night his men came to report that several people had gone to Liu Guangtian's house, saying they were taking a risk. When asked, they heard what Jing Wen said.

Lord Chen also didn't sleep well.

However, he went to chat with Zhu Minghao yesterday.

When Zhu Minghao heard that his father had compensated Lu Zhaoling with 100,000 taels, he cried all night.

Marquis Qingfu and his wife stuffed some silver into the government office today and took the things into the prison to visit their son. They saw that his eyes were swollen like walnuts, so they asked to see Lord Chen.

Lord Chen couldn't sleep well last night because he had another matter on hand. That was to prevent the officials from passing through the village that owned the land and the grave where the disgusting thing had grown on his waist.

But he promised to take Miss Lu to see it.

When Lord Chen heard that Marquis Qingfu and his wife were coming to settle accounts with him, he asked someone to get some pot ash, and then he used the ash to rub the area around his eyes.

When Qing Fuhou saw him like this, he was shocked.

"Chen Deshan, what are you doing?"