Ming Dynasty: I risked my life to teach the prince, the emperor begged me not to die

Chapter 128 I admire you, you are so stubborn even though you have no money

Another of Yang Yuzhen's companions disagreed, saying, "This tiger-skin cloak looks expensive, but it's far from being out of stock."

"Two years ago, I had the honor of seeing Ma Jinshi wearing a cloak when he was riding in the Imperial Street. His cloak cost more than a thousand taels, so his cloak may not be worth that much."

The companion next to him smiled and said calmly, "Old Wu, to be honest, I respect you more than anyone else. Your family's net worth is less than one thousand taels, but when you talk about others, one thousand taels is as light as talking about a companion."

The man called Old Wu blushed and said stiffly, "I am just standing up for Brother Yang. Why are you blaming me?"

"Besides, Miss Ping'er isn't such a superficial person. Would she be blinded by money? At most, she just went to say hello to a friend."

"Brother Yang, don't be angry. Miss Ping'er is very sociable, which may not be a bad thing."

The corner of Yang Yuzhen's mouth twitched, and he reluctantly nodded and said, "Well, let's go and take a look."

Chen Ce really didn't expect to meet Yin Ping'er here by chance. The key point was that they were not familiar with each other and had only met once at most.

Yin Ping'er whispered, "Mr. Chen, I was a little radical in my words that day, please don't mind it."

Chen Ce shook his head and said, "What words? I forgot them long ago."

Yang Yuzhen and several other young masters came over and looked at Chen Ce. Their auras unconsciously lowered by three points. In fact, the quiet and peaceful aura of a scholar emanating from Chen Ce gave them a natural sense of intimidation.

"I have met this scholar."

Yang Yuzhen gritted his teeth and bowed to Chen Ce.

Chen Ce looked at him with his hands behind his back, probably knowing what was going on, and said with a smile: "I am not a juren."

"Jin, Jinshi?"

This made Yang Yuzhen even more nervous. If he was a Jinshi, that was three years ago and he was still in the capital. He might be either a noble Hanlin scholar or an official in Beiping. In any case, he could not afford to even look up to them.

Chen Ce shook his head and said, "Not really."

Yang Yuzhen took a breath and said, "So he is a scholar."

The two companions beside him also breathed a sigh of relief. He was just a scholar, nothing serious.

Chen Ce still shook his head: "No fame."

Several people were stunned.

Why do you want to act like a scholar when you have no achievements? It's so deceptive!
Yang Yuzhen was now more confident and said, "I see. Let me introduce myself. I'm Yang Yuzhen. My family owns several bookstores."

Chen Ce said "oh".

"I wonder if you are engaged in business or farming?"

Chen Ce said: "I also did a little business."

Yang Yuzhen talked eloquently, saying: "Doing business is a science, especially for the younger generation, the ins and outs of the business world..."

Chen Ce bowed and said, "You guys chat first, I'm going to go shopping with my friend first, see you again if we're lucky."

Looking at Chen Ce's departing back, Yang Yuzhen looked embarrassed, and his words were half-finished, his face flushed red.

"How rude!"

"that is!"

"Ping'er, you are a very rude friend."

Yin Ping'er was a little stunned and became even more curious about Chen Ce. Mr. Wang clearly said that he was Tang Yin's teacher, so why did he say that he had no official title?

……

"Little brother, what were you doing just now? Who are those people?"

Chen Ce said casually: "Oh, a few hot-blooded young men are flattering their beloved female exiled fairy and are planning to use me as a stepping stone."

What do you mean?
Zhu Houzhao looked confused.

Chen Ce said: "They want to show their superiority in front of the women they love, so they need to find someone to show their superiority to."

"Unfortunately, I am that person."

Zhu Houzhao reacted for a moment, then finally understood, and couldn't help laughing. "Tell me quickly, how did they use you to show their superiority?"

Chen Ce said: "It's boring. I'm too lazy to cooperate with them. I left before he finished talking. I suffocated him to death."

Zhu Houzhao pointed at Chen Ce and laughed out loud: "You are going to make me angry to death!"

"I never thought you would be so vicious, little brother!"

"Is my cloak valuable?" Chen Ce asked Zhu Houzhao. He just noticed that the other party seemed to be staring at his cloak.

Not only them, but people on the street also seem to pay more attention to me.

It shouldn't be like this normally.

Zhu Houzhao: "???"

"You do not know?"

"Your cloak is made of tiger skin, and it's an extremely complete piece of tiger skin, which is very valuable. Look at the workmanship, the small golden floral threads on the black cloak, they are all pure gold, can ordinary people afford to wear it?"

"Don't even mention ordinary people. Even a seventh-rank official like you probably can't afford it, right?"

"Where did you come from?"

Zhu Houzhao was indeed more knowledgeable than Chen Ce. It was difficult for Chen Ce to get in touch with some things in the circle of power and wealth, and he did very little research on these elegant objects.

He thought Wei Wenli had just given him a cloak, but he didn't expect it to be so valuable.

I guess I should wear it less next time, it’s too eye-catching.

As they were talking, a horse-drawn carriage came speeding on the busy Chengqingfang Street. A young lady blocked the way and it seemed that the carriage was about to hit the young lady.

Zhu Houzhao jumped up and kicked the horse's head. The horse felt the pain and flew towards a sparsely populated alley, where it fell to the ground.

Chen Ce took advantage of this opportunity to pull the frightened young lady over and asked, "Are you okay?"

Zhu Houzhao also clapped his hands and said, "Miss, are you okay?"

"Who is this? He doesn't know there are so many people on the street today, and he's riding a horse so fast. He's simply taking human life lightly!"

The young lady raised her eyes to look at Zhu Houzhao, and said gratefully: "Sir, you are so kind, I have no way to repay you, I am willing to be your slave in the next life."

So this is what it feels like to do good deeds. Listening to a stranger expressing gratitude from the bottom of his heart, Zhu Houzhao waved his hand and said, "It's just a small favor, not worth mentioning. Don't take it seriously. Don't talk nonsense about working like a slave, haha."

The young lady glanced at Chen Ce again, her cheeks flushed, and she said, "Thank you, sir. I have nothing to repay you, but I am willing to give you my body."

Zhu Houzhao: "???"

What do you mean?
I am just a slave? He is willing to give himself to me?

Chen Ce waved his hands hastily and said, "I didn't help much. It's all thanks to my friend. Don't be polite. Leave quickly."

"Ah."

Zhu Houzhao bit his back teeth and said, this is not fair!
Inside the overturned carriage, a dishevelled man stared silently at Chen Ce and Zhu Houzhao who were chatting and laughing. He snorted and said, "Go back home."

"I just returned to the capital and encountered such a thing. What bad luck!"

"Master, do you want to teach them a lesson?"

The young man asked, "Are you crazy? Do you know who they are? Or do you think my father, the Left Doctor of the Ministry of Rites, can run rampant in Shuntian Prefecture? Where's your brain?"

"Go back and just treat it as if you stepped on dog shit."

The servant hurriedly said, "Yes!"

Zhu Houzhao became more and more angry, so he planned to find the owner of the carriage to argue with him, but the man had already run away. Zhu Houzhao snorted, "Fortunately you ran fast! Otherwise, I, Zhu..."

"Hey, what are you guys doing surrounding me?"

Zhu Houzhao suddenly found himself surrounded by a group of scholars. Liu Jin immediately broke out in a sweat. Could it be that this group of unruly people wanted to harm the prince?

(End of this chapter)