The Merry Prince of the Republic of China[Transmigration Book]

Shen Qingchuan gave Xiao Qing a silver dollar to buy steamed stuffed buns to fill his stomach. The servants of Shen's family always eat breakfast very late, thinking of this point, he probably hasn't had breakfast yet.

Shen Qingchuan waved to Xiao Qing, and said, "Go back first."

"Let my dad not worry so much."

"Uncle Liang also wants him to pay more attention to his body, health is important."

Shen Qingchuan remembered that Uncle Liang, the housekeeper, also had a cold during this time, and also asked Xiaoqing to take it home.

"Third young master..." Seeing Shen Qingchuan turning around to leave, Xiao Qing shouted.

Xiaoqing hesitated to speak, opened his mouth, and wanted to tell Shen Qingchuan that it was not Old Master Shen who asked him to come, but the Eldest Young Master who sent him here to investigate the woman who had an intimate relationship with Shen Qingchuan and who she was.

But for some reason, when touching Shen Qingchuan's clear eyes, Xiao Qing couldn't say anything if he wanted to go to his throat.

The eyes are as clear as water, with warm and finely divided light, just like a person walking on the ginkgo road, looking up at the branches, the sunlight leaning in the gaps of the small fan-shaped ginkgo leaves, leaking out golden threads of light.

Such a person is obedient to that enchanting and glamorous woman.

Xiaoqing also thinks that the woman who is in a bad posture and seems restless in the room is not worthy of the kind and beautiful third young master, but looking into Shen Qingchuan's eyes, he can't say all the words, these words shouldn't be his The next person said.

The secret corners of his heart seemed to be eaten away by a long shadow. The third young master was so kind to everyone, but the task ordered by the eldest young master might separate the third young master and the woman. He also had a lot of feelings for the woman in his heart. Wei Ci, a person like the third young master deserves someone better.

Feelings of inferiority complex, guilt, disappointment, etc., are woven into a twisted chain, firmly locking Xiao Qing's mouth. There seems to be a heavy pendant hanging from the corner of his mouth, and he can't open his mouth even if he tries hard. He wants to tell everything to the third young master. But took another step back.

Shen Qingchuan thought that Xiaoqing called him to stop because he had other things to say, but he stood there for a while, seeing Xiaoqing holding the silver dollar in his hand, faltering, and unable to speak again, his eyebrows soft. Shu Zhan's bright eyes smiled and said, "You can take this silver dollar."

"Let's go back."

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The sky is getting dark, and the night is like a piece of wet thick ink. The black ink is smeared in the clear sky, becoming lonely and distant.

A Ford car slowly drove into Shen's residence. Shen Keyuan sat in the car and lowered his head slightly, pinching the center of his brows, with a stack of documents on his lap. A large number of foreigners poured into Bohai City to sell their goods Today, the business of many old-brand stores has been affected, including the business of the Shen family.

"Master, we're here." The driver sitting in the driver's seat said.

"Ah."

Shen Qingchuan restrained his expression, and returned to a calm state. He rarely brought outside emotions back home.

It was already eight o'clock in the evening, and it was already past the Shen residence's dinner at this point. Shen Keyuan usually went out to socialize and eat. He drank a lot of wine and didn't have much stuff in his stomach.

No matter how late Shen Keyuan came back, Young Mistress Shen would ask someone to prepare some steaming dishes and put them in the steamer in the back kitchen to heat them up.

"Drink a bowl of hangover tea first." Ye Shaohua, the young lady of Shen Da, was wearing a light yellow mirror silk cheongsam with long sleeves and a high collar. Wearing a jadeite hairpin that is soaked in water.

A little bit of rouge powder was applied on the plain face, and it was swept on the cheeks. Coupled with her pair of extremely gentle willow leaf eyebrows, under the bright yellow light, the beauty is as gentle as water.

Ye Shaohua walked slowly to Shen Keyuan's side, and asked the maid to bring hangover tea and put it on the table.

Shen Keyuan looked at her, his dark eyes, as calm as a pool of water, also had a touch of warmth, he was never good at expressing emotions.

He only held the slender hand on his broad left shoulder, and it felt a little cold when it touched the skin. Shen Keyuan asked back, "Why is it so cold?"

"Ze'er, he has a low fever tonight, I wet his body with some warm water on a handkerchief, and let him blow some wind after going out."

After Ye Shaohua took care of his sick son and put him to sleep, he stood on the balcony to see if Shen Keyuan was back. After a while, the evening wind blew, and the late autumn night wind blew on his wet skin, quickly taking away some of the warmth.

Shen Keyuan shook her hand, wrapping Ye Shaohua's with his big and generous hand, the man's palm was as hot as a stove, and he said in a calm tone, "Your physique has always been cold, you should ask someone to bring you a The hand stove is warm."

"Don't bother." Ye Shaohua smiled gently.

The two of them didn't show much emotion. From getting married to having a child, their emotions were not as turbulent as huge waves, but there was a stream of affection between them that flowed endlessly.

"Zer, how is he?"

"The doctor told me not to catch the wind these few days. If the wind blows, I will cough continuously. I prescribed three packs of traditional Chinese medicine, drink one dose every day, and I will recover after a few days of recuperation."

The servants brought the steaming food, Ye Shaohua said while laying the dishes for Shen Keyuan, her brows were slightly frowned, she was still very worried when talking about the child's illness.

A few days ago, I read a shocking report in the newspaper, saying that there was an outbreak of tuberculosis in a village in the north. The symptom was coughing, and the people who escaped from that village went to other places, and the disease continued to spread.

Although she knew that Shen Ze was just suffering from the cold, but as his mother, she was still faintly uneasy.

Shen Keyuan shook her hand, telling her not to worry so much, and said to her, "Tomorrow, I will order my servants to boil a pot of white vinegar and smoke all the corners of the room."

Boiling vinegar can effectively kill viruses and bacteria in the air. This knowledge point was learned by Shen Keyuan from a periodical of Xiling Newspaper.

After dinner, Shen Keyuan went to Shen Ze's room to visit him.

There was a small dim light in the room, and the child was already asleep, with a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, and his soft hair clung limply to his childish little face.

There is also a 40-year-old nanny in the room who is taking care of Shen Ze. She is afraid that the young child will have a fever at night and no one will treat him, or the child will catch a cold again with his belly naked under the quilt.

Shen Keyuan sat on the side of the bed, staring at the child's face with black eyes, palms out, the nurse immediately handed a clean cotton kerchief to Shen Keyuan's palm.

Shen Keyuan carefully wiped the fine sweat from the child's forehead, touched his forehead, it was no longer so hot, he knew that Shen Ze's fever had gone, and he was relieved.

Shen Keyuan closed the door gently, and the nurse also stood outside the door, bending her neck slightly.

"Take care of him. If there is anything unusual at night, tell me right away." The voice without emotion was very coercive.

"Eldest young master, don't worry, I will take good care of young young master." The nurse bowed her head and replied very respectfully.

Last month, Shen's residence dismissed one person, and she had the opportunity to enter here only after she was overwhelmed. The nanny cherishes this job opportunity very much.

Shen Keyuan glanced at the time on his watch, and ordered the servants passing by to let Xiaoqing go to the study on the third floor.

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The study on the third floor belongs exclusively to Shen Keyuan.

In the huge study room, only a lamp on the desk was still on, illuminating the small area on the desk, and there was a cup of strong tea that was steaming hot.

Feeling a little tired, Shen Keyuan could only rely on strong tea to refresh himself. He was writing a plan to deal with foreign businessmen with a dip pen.

“Tuk tuk tuk…”

There was a knock on the door.

"Come in." Shen Keyuan wrote the last line, closed the document and said.

The door creaked very slightly, and Xiaoqing walked into the study with some trepidation, and saw the eldest young master sitting on a rose-backed chair with his back on the back of the chair, his hands on the desk, and the light of the desk lamp only illuminated the room. Half of Shen Keyuan's face and the upper half of his face were hidden in the shadows.

Xiaoqing lowered his head slightly, unable to see the mysterious look in Shen Keyuan's eyes, which made his heart tighten, but from Shen Keyuan's tightly pressed lips, he could guess that Shen Keyuan's face should have a serious expression.

Compared with the third young master who makes people feel like basking in the spring breeze, the eldest young master feels more like a giant mountain, stable and reliable, but it is also so overwhelming that people dare not breathe.

Xiaoqing walked a few steps, walking on the carpeted floor without making a sound, he didn't dare to get too close to Shen Keyuan, stood 1.5 meters away from the desk, and said, "Young master, come to me What's the matter?"

"How is your investigation on Qingchuan?" Shen Keyuan asked straight to the point. He had given Xiao Qing a week to investigate Shen Qingchuan's affairs. What he cared most about was what Shen Qingchuan and the woman surnamed Guan were. relation.

After all, some unpleasant things happened in Jingu, and the name Guan Boya weighed on his heart like a fishbone.

"Eldest young master, I have observed these few days. The third young master has been living in that woman's mansion all the time. They are inseparable. I think the third young master likes that woman." Xiaoqing thought for a while and Shen Qingchuan told him this morning. He really couldn't bear to break up Shen Qingchuan and that woman with that silver dollar and that bright smile.

If Shen Qingchuan and that woman were forcibly separated, Master Qingchuan would be very sad, he could tell that Shen Qingchuan really liked that woman.

"I'm asking you, how is the girl's identity investigation going?" Shen Keyuan said coldly.

Seeing Xiaoqing's hesitation, Shen Keyuan said again, "I know that Qingchuan treats you well and won't take precautions against you, so I feel relieved to entrust this task to you for investigation."

"Tell me what you know. You only want to do good things for him, and you will only do bad things with good intentions. If you help him hide it, you don't know if he is being deceived by outsiders, and you will only harm him."

Xiaoqing's left foot, which was wearing a cloth shoe, shifted the toes out, and finally couldn't help but said, "I found out that the woman's surname is Guan, and she is the famous Queen of the Night in the Night Dance Hall."

"What's her full name?"

"Everyone calls her Miss Boya."

Guan Boya?These three words were like a stone thrown into Shen Keyuan's heart lake. He thought of the dangerous and cunning long-haired man in Jingu, and also recalled Shen Qingchuan lying injured on the bed, imprisoned and comatose, let go. Hands curled into fists on the table.

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

Brother: The cabbage at home was arched by a snake

Boss Guan: Brother, a small meeting gift is not a respect (a pile of gold)

Big brother: go

Boss Guan: Uncle?