Duan Zhishaohua

The room was silent, and no one spoke again.

Pei Jing took a glass of wine for a sip, and all the bitterness that had just arisen went with the wine.It is said that wine is used to relieve sorrow and sorrow, but thinking about Duan Shaohua's unwillingness, this wine tastes much more delicious.

Such a good skin always makes people want to look at it more.

Duan Shaohua didn't know what was on his mind, but the powerful words pierced straight to the apex of his heart.

It means that you have power and power, and you can do whatever you want.

People don't fight with officials, there is one more thing now, let alone discuss grievances with Prince Jing.

He should have understood this truth a long time ago, but he was overwhelmed by Bao girl's illness and the elder's grief, and lost his mind when he heard the words Prince Jing.

Going on like this is just asking for death.

Duan Shaohua lowered his head and smiled, "My lord is right, the destiny is like this, the grass people are just taking their own humiliation."

The words were clear, but Pei Jing felt wronged.

Just now he said with an upright face that he disregarded human life, but now he accepts his own fate.

Secretly felt it was funny, but at the next moment, he saw the violinist walking towards the screen by himself, only heard a sound of fabric rubbing in doubt, and then saw him walking out with the wrapped violin in his arms.

"My lord." Duan Shaohua made a bow, "It's all due to the lack of proficiency in the piano skills of the grassroots, and they can't play the music that the lord likes. I also hope that the lord will not blame others. There is another violinist in Xueyu Building who will play fine tunes for the lord."

After saying that, he gave a salute, and Huaiqin wanted to leave.Pei Jing was slightly surprised, and was taken aback for a moment.He was right, he wanted to speak out to stop him, but he wanted some reason.

Want to punish him for his disrespect?

There was a moment of distraction, and finally it all turned into a soft hum.Just look at him, Shen Huazhong, walking sideways, the brilliant golden light gently supporting half of his face, with a little bit of decoration, making that profile even more romantic and beautiful.

Pei Jing was slightly taken aback by this scene, this figure.It seems that the moon is the appearance and the water is the posture. It is beautiful without being too much.

Something flashed in his eyes for a moment, Pei Jing lingered on Duan Shaohua with a scrutinizing gaze, and asked when he was about to go out: "What's your name?"

This sudden question made Duan Shaohua's heart tense, but considering the disparity in status, he just replied politely, "The grassroots have a low name, I'm afraid it will tarnish the ears of the prince, so please forgive me."

After speaking, he didn't dare to stay for a moment, and hurriedly pulled away.

Only when he walked out the door was he infinitely annoyed, blaming himself for being impulsive and losing the reward.

After walking far, I remembered to ask the shopkeeper.

After a while, the private room door was gently closed, but Pei Jing still couldn't recover.

Until the sound of the folding fan opening "crash" called him back.

Xin Ruoyuan smiled ambiguously as he shook the peach blossom fan, "It's rare for Prince Jing to show you kindness, and it's really rare that he doesn't be held accountable for his disrespect."

Seeing that Pei Jing was silent, Xin Ruoyuan simply said emphatically: "Still, the prince prefers beauties."

Pei Jing smiled mockingly, and looked at Xin Ruoyuan with a chill in his eyes, "If you say this man is good-looking, who can compare to you, Mr. Wuxia?"

As handsome as Xin Ruoyuan, he only shook his fan twice after hearing the thorny words, a folding fan was enough for him.

"It's a pity that the lord doesn't like me as a beauty, but there are already many beauties in the lord's house. A little luthier, the lord should let her go."

After finishing speaking, he didn't look at Pei Jing's eyes that seemed capable of killing people, he laughed and closed his fan and walked away with three steps.

Pei Jing was the only one left in the private room, he suddenly clenched his fist and strode away.

The boy was waiting outside the Xueyu Building, and when he saw the prince coming out, he immediately went to the carriage to meet him, but he didn't want to be interrupted by the prince.

Pei Jing glanced ahead, thinking that he should go far away, and said to the boy: "You stay here first, go ask the shopkeeper for some information..."

The boy nodded as he listened, very puzzled that the prince wanted him to find out what a luthier would do.

After writing down Pei Jing's words verbatim, the boy resigned himself to staying, seeing the wheels rolling, but he didn't have his share.

Pei Jing quickly returned to the mansion, and when he got off the carriage, Manager Yan greeted him like a dog, and followed him to report some things in the mansion.

After entering the study, Manager Yan still said that he was spitting everywhere, but suddenly he heard the prince say: "Take out the ginseng you swallowed privately this morning."

"Cough." Choking on his own saliva, Director Yan held his throat and coughed for a while, and then said submissively after a while: "Why did the lord forget, the lord just said to throw it to the dogs this morning."

Pei Jing didn't even look at him, and took a pen and paper to draw the account, "Then spit it out of your dog's mouth."

Director Yan was startled, and said pitifully in a high-pitched voice: "My lord!"

"Hand it over before today." Pei Jing put down the ink pen and looked at Manager Yan, with a smile on his lips, "Spit it out completely, if one whisker is missing, your dog legs will be broken."

Manager Yan's legs were almost weak, and he knelt down in an instant, feeling both scared and helpless, "The servant obeys."

Pei Jing sneered and continued to focus on the account books.

After being frightened by this, Manager Yan didn't dare to stay any longer, he immediately stood up and went out tremblingly.

Going all the way back to the house where he lived to get the ginseng that he secretly hid, Manager Yan really wanted to cry but had no tears.To say that Prince Jing really changed his face is better than changing the sky, obviously he said to take it away and throw it away, and now he will have to return it intact, it is really tiring to serve such a master.

What a wonderful ginseng plant, I was planning to hide it well to nourish myself in the future, but now I am not allowed to keep even a single hair, what a crime!

But he didn't have the courage to say these words no matter what, he could only take a last look at the hidden treasures, and went to the study with a bitter face to deal with errands.

Manager Yan walked through the long corridor, adjusted his smiling face, and was about to push the door to enter, but unfortunately bumped into a small servant at the door.

"Ouch." Manager Yan was knocked unsteadily, and almost lost his grip on the box in his hand. He was so angry that he yelled, "You're blind!"

The boy was also anxious to report back the information he had inquired to the prince, so he could only make do with a thousand blows to make up for his smile.

Manager Yan was in a bad mood after losing the ginseng, and he was hit by the impact unexpectedly. Angrily, he lifted his foot, kicked the boy on the door, and rolled into the study on the spot.

This is the prince's study room, the young servant was so frightened that he immediately broke into a cold sweat and kowtowed repeatedly.

Pei Jing had heard their movement outside the door just now, so it must be that Manager Yan took the opportunity to bully him again this time.In the past, he should have taught him a few words, but now all his thoughts are focused on another matter.

"Get up." Pei Jing bowed his head, "Did you find out clearly?"

"I don't dare to fool the lord." The servant wiped the cold sweat off his brow, and replied: "I have already found out that the luthier has been in Xueyu Building for a long time, and his name is Duan Shaohua.

The little boy told the news he had inquired from the shopkeeper one by one, Duan Shaohua, a man from the capital, was born on Double Tenth.When he was young, his family used to be a well-known rich man, but later his family fell into ruin, his parents died one after another, and he had nowhere to turn to. In the end, he was raised by a farmer who had been favored by his Duan family.And Duan Shaohua worked as a luthier in Xueyu Building with his excellent piano skills, so as to earn a living for his family.

Speaking of this, Pei Jing was unexpectedly relieved.He has seen a lot of people who are in the middle of nowhere, and it is not uncommon for children from rich families to end up begging on the streets. People like Duan Shaohua who can finally be self-sufficient are very few.Thinking back to the time when he accused himself of ruining Qizhen, he couldn't help but smile. It's rare to be able to preserve that bit of integrity in the face of decline.

And then, just as he guessed in Xueyu Building, the family was originally harmonious, but the daughter of the farmer suddenly suffered from a serious illness two years ago. The one who came here actually wanted to use thousand-year-old ginseng to extend his life.Borrowing all over the neighborhood and selling the house, he put all his money on the pharmacy, just for a ginseng that will last his life.

All of a sudden, Pei Jing recalled the shopkeeper's hesitant attitude when he bought ginseng. If he hadn't raised the silver to keep it for himself, what happened today would not have happened.