After the rebirth, the empress took the tragic script of Meiqiang

Chapter 15 Clear Road

Mr. Du was carrying many boxes and was indeed walking very slowly. Ye Qinghuai caught up with him before he had gone far.

"Master Du, stay here." Ye Qing saluted with fists in his arms and said, "You left something behind, I will bring it to you for Miss Qin."

When Mr. Du heard what Ye Qinghuai said, he stopped, looked her up and down, and said, "Who are you?"

His tone was unkind and he asked directly. Ye Qinghuai replied with a smile: "I am He Youwei, a student studying in Wenxintang, and I only met Miss Qin once."

"You go to the library so early in the morning to study on your holiday. Mr. He has great ambitions." Mr. Du said in a strange tone.

Ye Qinghuai pretended not to hear the sarcasm in his tone and said modestly: "After the New Year, it's spring. I don't have a talent like Mr. Du, so I can only make up for my weakness with hard work."

Mr. Du snorted indifferently and asked, "What does Miss Qin want to give me?"

Ye Qinghuai took out the greeting card from his arms and handed it to him.

Mr. Du frowned and seemed a little unhappy. He did not accept the invitation, but said to Ye Qinghuai: "I have no use for this thing, so throw it away."

After saying this, he turned around and left.

Ye Qinghuai quickly took half a step to block his way, saluted, and said politely: "The young man saw that the young master was obsessed with Miss Qin but could not get the favor of the beautiful woman, so he couldn't help but feel sorry for the young master. The young master is very talented.

, if we can prescribe the right medicine and give him what he likes, are we still worried that the girl won’t throw him into his arms?”

Hearing the words "throw yourself into your arms", Mr. Du's eyes really lit up.

He stopped, approached Ye Qinghuai, and asked, "You mean, she didn't accept the things I gave her because she didn't like them?"

"Miss Qin has been immersed in the library for many years. She is a well-informed guest. She hears the sound of sages and sages writing in her ears. She naturally likes poetry and calligraphy." She looked at the treasure chests held by the servants and said, "Master Du, these jewels

Naturally, it is priceless. If you give it to the daughter of a merchant, she will definitely be happy. But if you give it to Miss Qin, I am afraid that Miss Qin will not be able to understand the young master's intentions."

When Mr. Du heard what Ye Qinghuai said, he thought of Qin Baozhu's previous attitude towards him, and felt that it was reasonable. He nodded repeatedly and sighed: "Well, to tell you the truth, I spent more than a month looking for these jewels.

It's time, but she doesn't even look at it. Hesheng, what do you think I should give her?"

"It's a long story." Ye Qinghuai looked around and saw a teahouse at the corner of the street, and said, "Master Du, if you want to show me your face, can you tell me about the teahouse?"

Mr. Du's interest was aroused by Ye Qinghuai's few words. After ordering the boy to go home, he and Ye Qinghuai went to the teahouse together.

Ye Qinghuai never thought that the methods and thoughts of competing for favor that she had learned so much in the harem would one day come in handy here.

"According to what Xiaosheng sees, Mr. Du might as well find a few folk tales or unofficial biographies, and show them to Miss Qin first to see if she likes talented men and beautiful women, or those who are legendary. Mr. Du has figured out Miss Qin

Only by following your preferences can you do what you like and get twice the result with half the effort.”

"What He Sheng said makes sense. I will go to Hongye Xuan tomorrow to buy a copy of each of the storybooks there and pack them in a box to send to Miss Qin."

"Hey, Mr. Du, what you said is wrong." Ye Qinghuai stopped him in a contrived manner, "Sages study in a step-by-step manner. This is not a family way of studying. It applies to the whole world, and it is the same between men and women."

"how do I say this?"

"Since ancient times, it has been a virtue for women to be reserved and gentle. Just imagine, if Mr. Du went to Wenxintang with such great fanfare, even if Miss Qin wanted to get close, she might not be able to accept the gift from him in front of the neighbors. What's more, Mr.

I gave away all the storybooks at once, do I have to be empty-handed next time?"

"What you said makes sense." Mr. Du nodded repeatedly, "Hesheng, you are really a wonderful person. To be honest, I used to pay the money and deliver the goods when I took in concubines, and I have never met Qin Qin.

You are such a tough girl. If you hadn’t told me, I really wouldn’t have known that there are so many ways between men and women.”

Within a few words, Mr. Du was deeply impressed by Ye Qinghuai's words and conversation. The two of them sat in a seat by the window of the teahouse and talked for more than an hour. They talked about love affairs between men and women and interesting things in Beijing.

Along the way, they talked about the family. Mr. Du not only told Ye Qinghuai his name and age, but also told Ye Qinghuai how many concubines and concubines there were in the family and how many branches there were.

"Master Du's family used to be in the silk business. No wonder he was so generous." Ye Qinghuai complimented him.

"Businesses like mine are not worth mentioning in Shengjing City. They are everywhere." Du Wenle waved his hand disapprovingly.

"Master Du is so humble."

"Oh, let's not talk about my family. What does the Hesheng family do? Judging from your dress and conversation, you are from a scholarly family, right?"

As the emperor, this was the first time Ye Qinghuai was asked what his family did.

She paused and said: "To be honest, Xiaosheng is from Jingzuo. This time he is here to join my family and prepare to participate in the Spring Festival."

"My family, the He family..." Du Wenle frowned, thought for a while, and murmured, "It seems that there is no big family named He in Shengjing City."

"My family is not prosperous, so it's natural that Mr. Du has never heard of it. Only the head of my family has a third-grade captain of the Forbidden Army in the army, so he is not considered a great person."

Du Wenle suddenly reacted and suddenly realized: "It turns out that you are a child of the He family of my uncle's house. I thought your family was a family of civil servants, so I didn't think about it that way."

Ye Qinghuai nodded modestly, acquiescing to his inference.

"Then why are you taking the Chunwei exam?" After learning the life experience of "He Youwei", Du Wenle asked puzzledly, "Isn't it enough to ask Lieutenant He to help you get a place for promotion in the Ministry of Rites? We are like this

Merchants have no choice but to take part in the imperial examination. Why do you still need to take part?"

"Aren't the quotas for tribute given to the Ministry of Rites by local academic journals every year? Are captains of the imperial army also qualified to submit reports?" Ye Qinghuai was a little confused.

"You say that, how can you be so acknowledging death? Isn't his second son's Jinshi who is the commander of the Forbidden Army a tribute from the Ministry of Rites?"

"How did you know?"

Du Wenle smiled: "His second son is one of the four young men in the capital. Who doesn't know about him?"

Ye Qinghuai frowned and his face became a little colder.

Du Wenle saw that her expression was bad and said: "Captain He is your uncle, right? He didn't tell you this, so he is probably related to you. I heard that in many big families, the relationship between the main family and the branch family is not good. You

My family has moved out of the capital again, so you will probably get some looks when you come here this time."

Ye Qinghuai remained silent and did not speak.

Du Wenle saw that she was silent, saying that she was feeling uncomfortable. While peeling the peanuts, he comforted her and said, "Don't feel bad. Since your uncle won't help you, brother, I can give you a clear path."

Ye Qinghuai raised his head and looked at him.

Du Wenle saw her eyes looking at him expectantly, seemed to hesitate for a moment, then leaned close to her and whispered: "But it depends on how much money you have."

Ye Qinghuai's heart moved, this was the purpose of her trip.

Without showing any expression on her face, she took out two ingots of silver from her waist, placed them on the table, and pushed them towards the other party.

When she left the palace this time, she brought nothing else but money. She brought a lot of money.

Du Wenle couldn't help but be a little surprised when he saw the silver in her hand. But he pressed Ye Qinghuai's hand with his big fleshy hand, pushed her silver back, and said: "I hit it off with you, and I don't want you."

For the money, as long as you can say a few nice words for me in front of Miss Qin, you will be able to repay my favor. You should keep this money until it is useful."

Ye Qinghuai withdrew his hand and asked, "When will that be? Brother Du, please clarify."

He looked around and saw no one, so he asked seriously: "Do you know about the Shengjing Ghost Market?"

(End of chapter)