NFBE Chapter 248 Do you have the guts?
Chapter 248 Do you have the guts?
Upon hearing this, Lin Daiyu also began to look around, only to see a crowd of people with bulging bags of all kinds.
"Yongan, are you feeling a little dizzy because of too much pressure from studying recently?"
"As soon as we received his reply, he flew back."
"Has he grown wings?"
"You suspicious little brat." Lin Daiyu scolded Yong'an.
Lin Yongan pouted and began to doubt his life.
Is it really an illusion?
Go back! It's time to take a break. Relax tomorrow and go out with them to see the fun.
Qin Zhong was still looking back, he wanted to see if Jia Baoyu was still there.
"Yong'an, isn't your cousin Master Bao? He hasn't come out of the teahouse yet!"
"Didn't you see it in there?"
Lin Yongyi said to Qin Zhong directly and angrily, "This cousin is not that cousin, don't ask around like that kid."
"Have you finished the homework assigned by the teacher?"
"Now you are the last one in the list, and you still have the time to ask questions."
"Didn't you see I didn't ask?"
Qin Zhong lowered his head and dared not speak. The more he spoke, the more mistakes he made.
I am now the last in both literature and martial arts, first in both.
No right to speak at all.
……
In Hengwu Garden, it was already late, and Xue Baochai was still sitting in front of the window in a daze, without washing or resting. She was waiting for Ying'er.
At this time, a maid came in quietly and reported in a low voice:
"Miss, someone came from the young master's place and said that he was waiting for you at the corner gate to discuss something important."
Xue Baochai looked at the dark sky outside and frowned.
"It's getting late. Is there anything important? Have you told me?"
The little girl replied, "Miss, it's about the storytelling in the teahouse."
Xue Baochai's heart tightened and her eyelids twitched a few times. Could something have gone wrong with the storyteller?
Thinking of this, she could no longer sit still, and told the maid, "Bring a lantern and follow me to the small corner gate."
The maid responded and went to pick up the lantern. At this time, Ying'er, who had returned in the night, came in with an anxious look on her face.
"Miss, something terrible is happening."
Xue Baochai was preparing her clothes for going out, but when she heard Ying'er's words, she stopped and asked in a cold voice,
"what happened?"
Ying'er said with a bitter face, "Miss, I'm waiting for Mingyan at my godmother's house."
"Who knew he would come back late today? Ask him why."
"He said he followed Master Bao but didn't find anyone on the street, but they went to Qingfeng Teahouse to listen to stories."
"Not only did they listen to the book, they also saw the Lin family attack Qingfeng Teahouse."
"The storyteller in the teahouse was scared and denied that it was the Lin family's eagle that hurt people."
Ying'er finished speaking anxiously in one breath, and Xue Baochai seemed to have lost all her strength.
He sat back on the chair and asked in a cold tone,
"What else did Mingyan say?"
Ying'er took a breath and continued, "Mingyan said that Young Master Lin looked very angry."
"That eagle is also very fierce."
Xue Baochai understood why her brother came to ask questions in the dark.
Maybe the storyteller was frightened.
The Lin family found out too quickly. Their reaction was also unexpected. If ordinary families heard that there was an allusion to female relatives, wouldn't they avoid it as much as possible?
Why doesn’t the Lin family care about their daughter’s reputation?
Since you don’t care, then be more aggressive!
Denial, is a storyteller's denial useful?
Thinking of this, she asked casually, "Didn't Master Bao talk to the Lin family about his relationship?"
"Didn't Miss Lin go?"
Ying'er answered directly, "No, they said that Master Bao was very disappointed, and the Lin family ignored them."
"I didn't see Miss Lin."
"It's a little strange. They seemed to have seen someone who looked like King Nan'an flash by."
Xue Baochai sneered.
"Don't worry about the Nan'an King. It's probably just hearsay. Everyone knows that the Nan'an King is almost under house arrest."
"But the matter at hand must be resolved."
She stood up, her skirt fluttering.
"Ying'er, please bear with me for a while and go to the corner gate with me."
Ying'er responded. She was a little thirsty, so she picked up the cup on the table and drank a sip of water.
Then he took the sheep-horn lantern from another little girl.
"Miss, let's go!"
Xue Baochai frowned at Ying'er and drank water directly from her table.
Am I too kind, spoiling this little girl to the point that she has lost her status?
Forget it, now is the time to hire people, we can talk about the rules later!
Thinking of this, Xue Baochai ordered the other little maids, "Put away all the cups and take them one by one."
"If you leave them outside, what will happen if they get dusty?"
The little girl nodded her head and nodded yes, then hurriedly went to pack up as ordered.
Ying'er had already walked down the stairs, and Xue Baochai followed.
The two of them walked around the winding corridor and soon arrived at the small corner gate.
Xue Pan had been standing here for a while, rubbing his hands constantly. It was such a cold day, and if it wasn't inconvenient to entrust this matter to others, he would have found a warm place to stay.
I saw a lantern flashing in the distance.
He stood up and stamped his numb feet.
"Oh, sister, now you are here, what should I do? The old storyteller is not going to do it anymore."
"I told him I'd pay him more, but he refused to do it."
Under the light, Xue Baochai's face flickered. She sighed.
"Brother, you won't be able to rest tomorrow. If the storyteller doesn't tell you, you can go!"
"Your face is the best proof of this."
"Apply some darker colored ointment tomorrow."
Xue Pan was stunned, "Sister, I can't tell stories!"
Xue Baochai glared at him and continued, "If you can't tell it, let the storyteller tell it."
"Can you sit or stand?"
Xue Pan nodded quickly, "Yes!"
Xue Baochai continued, "Since the storyteller has denied the Lin family, you can't justify yourself by pointing it out now."
"Just put a sign there and write a reward of 1,000 taels of silver for the truth."
Xue Pan couldn't figure it out, "Sister, will this work?"
"What should I do if no one cares about me?"
Xue Baochai sighed, "Brother, does it matter whether anyone cares about you or not?"
"Do you still want Miss Lin to stand in front of you?"
Xue Baochai's question made Xue Pan even more confused: "Then what am I doing?"
Xue Baochai patiently explained to him,
"Brother, what we want is a good reputation. As long as someone spreads the word and someone is interested, we are not afraid, but naturally someone will be afraid."
"My brother is upright, so naturally some people will be timid."
At this point, Xue Baochai paused. Seeing that Xue Pan still looked hesitant, she felt it necessary to give her brother a strong dose of medicine.
"Brother, have you looked in the mirror?"
"Have you ever thought about this? If your face doesn't get better, you'll never be able to marry into a respectable family again."
"If I were you, I would go to the Lin family's door and cry."
"I'm just afraid that you don't have the courage."
Xue Pan was so shocked that his head drooped. Suddenly, he raised his head sharply.
"Sister, you're not asking me to stick to Miss Lin, are you?"
"No, no, no, I can't afford that lady!"