"Sister!"
Ban Heng ran all the way to Ban Yu's courtyard, interrupting the female storyteller who was in the middle of her story. He took the tea poured by the maidservant and drank a few mouthfuls before saying, "I have found the person."
Ban Han waved her hand to let all the unrelated people leave. She slammed her hands on the tea table and asked, "Who is it?"
"The eldest son of the Count Of Zhongping, Xie Zhongjin." Ban Heng drank a whole cup of tea before she could catch her breath. "He was the top scorer three years ago, but he went to work in other places. After Xie Qilin broke one of his eyes, he was transferred back to the capital. He just arrived in the capital yesterday. "
"Sister, why did you ask me to investigate him?" Ban Heng sat down on the chair and suddenly looked at Ban Yu with a suspicious gaze. "You didn't see that he was good-looking and did that, did that, did that, right?"
"Can't you think of something normal?" Ban Han slapped away Ban Heng's hand that was about to take the dessert. "In your heart, is this how you think of your sister?"
Ban Heng was confused. If it wasn't like this, then what was it?
Ban Han felt her hands itch and almost slapped Ban Heng's silly face. But she couldn't help it. Seeing that he was sweating from running, she threw the handkerchief in his hand. "What do you think is the possibility of the Count Of Zhongping's family rebelling?"
"Sister, what do you think the Count Of Zhongping's family is capable of rebelling?" Ban Heng's eyes widened. "I know you don't like this family, but it's an insult to the family to put the blame on them."
"What you said makes sense." Ban Han peeled the melon seeds, threw away the shells, and put the seeds in a small silver bowl. "There are so many men in black in the world. It might not be him."
"Maybe people from other places raised their banners and rebelled …" Ban Heng suddenly paused. "That's not right. How big of a problem would it cause the four powers to raise their banners and rebel?"
"The new Emperor has ascended the throne. His position is unstable, and the people are filled with resentment." The Yin Clan walked into the courtyard and sat opposite the siblings. "The Jiang Clan's current world is not as stable as they thought."
The current Emperor was extravagant and loved to achieve great things. He even condoned the Empress's family to sell official positions and titles. There had been discontent among the people for a long time, but the officials in the court suppressed these rumors. But even if he could suppress it for a while, could he suppress it forever?
"Mother, do you think we should tell Grandmother about Sister's dream?" Ban Heng scratched his head. "Since our brains aren't working well, why don't we let Grandmother think of a way?"
"No." The Yin Clan immediately objected. "You can't tell your grandmother about this."
"Why?" Ban Heng didn't understand. "If we can't solve it, who else can we pass it to if not Grandmother?"
"Your grandmother is not only your grandmother, she is also the Princess Royal of the Jiang Clan. She is old. If she knows that the Jiang Clan's dynasty will be overthrown, how do you think she will accept it?" The Yin Clan said angrily. "You should pay your respects to your grandmother and spend more time with her. You don't have to worry about other things."
Ban Heng nodded obediently. "I'll remember." He casually poured the melon seeds from the silver bowl on the table into his mouth.
"Ban Heng!" When Ban Han saw that the melon seeds he peeled were gone, he almost smashed the plate of snacks on Ban Heng's head. "You're a big man, how dare you steal my melon seeds."
"I'm your younger brother, not a big man." Ban Heng jumped up from the chair. "Besides, what's wrong with peeling melon seeds for me? In the future, I will marry a wife who peels melon seeds for me."
"Bah! In your dreams. "Ban Han put his hands on his hips." If I had a husband like you, I would definitely whip you every day. "
"Then what kind of husband do you want to have? Someone who peels melon seeds for you?" Ban Heng jumped away. "You're dreaming."
The Yin Clan looked at the quarreling children and couldn't help but shake his head and laugh. They had servants at home, but they didn't use them. They often quarreled over such trivial matters. They really didn't know which family they took after.
On the street, Ban Huai was wandering around with his bodyguards. This bracelet looks good, so I'll buy it for my wife. This hairpin looks beautiful, so I'll buy it for my daughter. These books are well-written, so I'll buy them for my son. Recently, he spent a lot of time buying things, but he didn't use his power to pressure people. He gave as much money as he should, and he didn't bully the merchants. Therefore, Marquis was very popular with the shopkeepers and waiters on the Daye Dynasty's luxury goods street. They really wanted him to come every day.
"Marquis, this glazed lamp just arrived this year. Although it's not as exquisite as the ones in the palace, it's still somewhat elegant." The shopkeeper enthusiastically introduced a starry glazed lamp to Ban Huai. "When lit at night, it's like stars falling to the ground. Your family's womenfolk will definitely like it."
Ban Huai looked at the glazed lamp. The workmanship was quite good, so he asked: "How much is it?"
"Marquis, you're our regular customer. I wouldn't dare to ask for a high price from you." The shopkeeper looked around and whispered, "Others would definitely ask for a thousand taels. If it's you, I'll ask for six hundred and eighty-eight taels. It's also good luck."
"Okay, later you can arrange for someone to send it to my fu." Ban Huai nodded. He turned his head and saw a painting of Magu's birthday hanging on the wall. He remembered that his mother had always liked calligraphy, paintings, and antiques, so he asked: "How much is this painting?"
"Marquis … this painting has already been bought by someone. Do you want to look at other paintings?" The shopkeeper smiled and said, "I'll have someone go get the paintings and let you take your time to choose."
"Then forget it." Ban Huai felt that it was a pity. This painting had a good meaning, so it was perfect to give it to his mother.
"If Marquis wants it, I'll give this painting to you." A man walked in from outside. "As long as Marquis doesn't dislike it."
Ban Huai turned his head and saw who it was: "Duke Rong."
Rong Xia gave Ban Huai a junior's bow, then turned his head and said to Tang Xue: "Pack the painting and give it to Ban Marquis."
"How can I do that? Since this painting was chosen by Duke Rong, how can I take it from him?" Although Ban Huai was older than Rong Xia and had a higher rank than Rong Xia, he wasn't someone who was willing to take advantage of the younger generation.
"Marquis is too polite." Rong Xia gave him a junior's bow again. "This painting was chosen by you, so it's fate. If you refuse, then you're looking down on me."
In terms of eloquence, even ten Ban Huai couldn't compare to half of Rong Xia. So in the end, Ban Huai still accepted the painting. In any case, he still remembered that he couldn't take benefits for free, so he decided to treat this generous, polite, and handsome junior to a meal at Wangyue Restaurant, the most expensive restaurant in the capital.
Not only did Rong Xia not dislike him for being an idle Marquis, but he also treated him with great respect. This changed Ban Huai's impression of him from a very powerful young Duke to a very likable young man. In the end, his favorable impression of him reached the point where he felt that this kid was too much to his liking, and that his son was trash.
The waiter of Wangyue Restaurant was also very familiar with Ban Huai. When he saw him, he warmly invited the two to sit upstairs.
When Ban Huai went up the stairs, he asked the waiter who was leading the way: "I remember that your wife is about to give birth?"
"Marquis, my wife has already given birth. Unfortunately, it's a girl." The waiter didn't have much joy on his face. "Thank you for asking."
"A girl is also good." Ban Huai rummaged in his pocket and took out two peanut-sized silver gourds and handed them to the waiter. "Give this to your girl as a pillow. May she live a long life and be free from illness and misfortune."
"Marquis, I don't dare to take it …"
"It's okay. I'm giving it to the younger generation anyway." Ban Huai had a look of "I'm rich and can do whatever I want." "Take it."
"Thank, thank you, Marquis!" The waiter took the two silver gourds with a face full of gratitude.
Rong Xia looked at the interaction between Ban Huai and the waiter, and the smile on his face deepened. After the two sat down in the private room, Rong Xia said, "Marquis is really kind."
"It's not that I'm kind." Ban Huai shook his head and took a sip of tea. "If I didn't ask, that girl might not have lived."
For nobles like them, raising an extra daughter was not a big deal. But for ordinary people, especially those who had a daughter, this daughter was superfluous. In his early years, when he idled around the countryside to play, he once saw an old woman throw her dead granddaughter off a bridge, just to let her be trampled on by thousands of people. That way, no other daughter would dare to reincarnate into her family.
After that incident, he went back and was so frightened that he fell ill. He only recovered after drinking several tranquilizers.
Rong Xia did not expect Ban Huai to say such a thing, and was stunned for a moment. "It seems that Marquis is still kind."
Ban Huai waved his hand and did not want to talk about it anymore.
After a while, the dishes were served. Ban Huai only drank a few mouthfuls of wine before he started talking nonsense with Rong Xia. It was rare for Rong Xia to be able to continue the conversation. He was indeed the world-renowned Young Master Rong.
"Those bastards from the Count Of Zhongping's residence want the eldest son to work in the Ministry of Revenue. In their dreams!" Ban Huai slammed the wine bottle on the table. "They bullied my daughter, and they want to pretend that nothing happened? No way! There's no window! "
Rong Xia remembered the rumors in the capital. Ban Marquis doted on his eldest daughter the most. When the second son of the Count Of Zhongping eloped with a prostitute, Ban Marquis immediately went to the Count Of Zhongping's residence to break off the engagement. He even smashed up the residence of the Count Of Zhongping, and even changed the main door. Later, when Xie Qilin was found, he was beaten up countless times. The Count Of Zhongping complained to the Emperor, saying that the Marquis of Jingting's family did it. Unfortunately, there was no evidence, and the Emperor was biased towards Jingting Marquis, so the matter was left unsettled.
"This junior also thinks that the eldest son of the Xie family is not suitable to work in the Ministry of Revenue." Cheng Anbo filled Ban Huai's cup with wine. "Where do you think he should work?"
"Work my ass! It's better for him to stay at home!" Ban Huai scolded drunkenly. "Let him take his father home and drink milk."
Although Ban Huai did not learn the military skills of his father, he did learn a lot about scolding people.
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