Jade Without Fragrance Chapter 57

   Chapter 57 Friends

   The young man who came to visit the patient was surnamed Qin and given the name Wenyuan.

  Being able to befriend the Prince of Pingjiahou, his identity is not simple, he is the nephew of the prince's young master Qin Yunchuan.

   "Jin Cai, what happened that day?" Qin Wenyuan asked, wondering in his heart.

  When he first heard about it, he didn't believe it at all.

  Jin Cai is also a cautious person, how could he run into the street with his bare bottom?

   But it just happened.

  Pingjia Hou Shizi looked angry: "I was calculated."

   "Being counted?"

"On that day, people went to see the champion parade, and the study was very deserted. I was with Hanfang when suddenly there was a loud noise, and there was fire. In panic, we ran to the wrong place and rushed out the gate. , it's too late to think about going back..."

  Pingjiahou Shizi became angrier the more he spoke: "There have never been firecrackers stored in the study, someone must have deliberately made a fool of me, and he deliberately chose to do it at that time!"

   Qin Wenyuan was silent for a moment, then asked, "Jin Cai, do you know who counts against you?"

  Pingjia Hou Shizi slowly shook his head: "I can't think of who would harm me for a while. But this matter must be directed at me, not Hanfang."

  Pingjiahou Shizi felt a little uncomfortable when he thought of Miao Hanfang, the owner of the study.

   If this kind of thing happens, the parents will not make Hanfang feel better, but unfortunately his freshness has not passed.

"Hanfang has a good relationship with the people around him. Besides, even if he offends people, there is no need for others to take revenge on a small study owner. But if you say that I have a grudge against someone, I can't think of it. It's no different than usual—"

  Pingjiahou Shizi suddenly stopped, and his expression changed.

   "Jin Cai, what did you think of?"

  Ping Jiahou Shizi looked at his friend, his eyes heavy: "If you say that it is different from usual, it is that I just got engaged."

   Qin Wenyuan's face changed slightly: "Jin Cai, do you mean... It's the Huaian Bo Mansion who is plotting against you?"

  Pingjiahou Shizi did not say anything.

   Qin Wenyuan frowned and shook his head: "It doesn't make sense. The woman who gets married is already a family member. Once she quits the marriage, it will have a great impact. If the Huai'an House is dissatisfied with you, why should you marry?"

   "Perhaps they found out about me?"

   Qin Wenyuan was questioned.

The Prince of Pingjiahou coughed violently, and he burst into tears, and said with red eyes: "Now the kiss has also retired, and I have become like this. It's useless to say these things. Wenyuan, don't come here in the future, you will be known. It will hurt you."

   "Jin Cai, don't say that."

  Pingjiahou Shizi closed his eyes and stopped talking.

   Seeing that his friend's heart was dead, Qin Wenyuan was worried, but no matter what he said, Prince Pingjia Hou Shizi stopped talking.

   Qin Wenyuan left Pingjiahou Mansion for two days when news of the death of the son of Pingjiahou came out.

When    received the news, Qin Wenyuan was playing the violin in front of a clump of bananas outside the window.

  The strings suddenly snapped and cut my fingers.

   "Pingjia Hou Shizi... gone?"

   The little servant who came to report did not dare to look at the bloodless face, so he lowered his head.

   Qin Wenyuan stumbled, and when he pressed his hand on the instrument, a harsh noise came out.

   "Young Master, are you alright?" The boy hurriedly stepped forward to support him.

   Qin Wenyuan pushed the servant away and strode out.

   "Young Master, where are you going?" the servant asked after him.

   Qin Wenyuan walked faster and faster as if he had never heard of it, and almost ran into someone head-on.

   That man had a face with a national character and looked serious. It was Qin Yunchuan, the young master of the prince.

   "Second uncle." Qin Wenyuan stopped.

   "Wenyuan, where are you going?"

   "I...I'm going out for a walk." Qin Wenyuan looked away, not looking at Qin Yunchuan.

   Qin Yunchuan frowned: "Do you want to go to Pingjiahou Mansion?"

Qin Wenyuan's voice choked: "Second uncle, Jin and I are friends since childhood. When my father died that year, I hid by myself and cried and accidentally fell into a collapsed pothole. It was Jin who discovered that I had someone rescue me. Now that he's dead, how can I not give him the last ride?"

Qin Yunchuan listened to his nephew quietly, and sighed: "Since I mentioned your father, I can't let you go. When your father passed away, you were the one who worried the most, and told me to cultivate you into a talent. You just love to catch the wind, not to mention that the matter of the Prince of Pingjiahou has been seen by many people. Given your age and appearance, if you cry before his death, rumors and rumors will be born tomorrow. "

   Having said this, Qin Yunchuan patted his nephew on the shoulder: "Wenyuan, if you want to make achievements in the future, you must not be attached to such rumors. Keep your friendship with the Prince of Pingjia Hou in your heart."

   "Second Uncle—" Qin Wenyuan looked at Qin Yunchuan's leaving back with tears in his eyes, and murmured.

  After two days of grief, Qin Wenyuan called the servant: "Go and ask if there were any special people hanging around near Pinfangzhai on the day of the champion parade and the days before that."

  The boy asked for two or three days, but found nothing.

   Qin Wenyuan was not reconciled, and for the first time since the death of the Prince of Pingjiahou, he walked out of the house and went to that street.

  The street is still so lively, only the door of the study with the signboard of "Pinfangzhai" is closed and desolate.

  Qin Wenyuan stood on the street and stared at the door of the study for a while, looking around.

   A teahouse came into view.

   It was a two-story teahouse, and it looked unremarkable. The only thing that caught Qin Wenyuan's attention was a street-facing elegant room on the second floor, with the window facing the door of the study.

  If he was there, he would be able to see clearly what happened at the entrance of the study.

   Qin Wenyuan Fuzhi flashed this thought in his mind, raised his feet and walked towards the restaurant.

   "Young Master, please come in, are you alone?" the restaurant staff greeted warmly.

   "One person. Is the second floor private room still empty?"

   "Young master came by coincidence, there is one room left."

   was led up to the second floor by the clerk, but it was not the private room that he wanted to enter.

   Qin Wenyuan stopped in the corridor and pointed there: "Is there someone in this elegant room?"

   "I'm sorry, son, there are several guest officials drinking tea inside."

   Qin Wenyuan walked into the empty private room, and while the waiter poured tea, he sounded, "The day when the champion was paraded through the streets, it was quite lively here, right?"

   The guy was very happy when he heard it, and even said with a bit of ecstasy: "That's not it. I thought I would doze off that day, but I didn't expect to see a big lively event."

   "I look at the elegant room next door, it seems to be the most convenient." Qin Wenyuan said calmly.

   The guy smiled and nodded: "Young master is right. The window of that private room is facing the door of the study. If you sit by the window, you can just watch the fun while drinking tea."

   "Who was so lucky that day, drinking tea next door?"

   This question surprised the guy for a moment and stopped talking.

   Qin Wenyuan pushed a piece of silver over.

   The guy's eyes lit up, he hurriedly put away the money, and said with a smile, "That young master asked the right person, it just so happens that the villain still has an impression."

   "Who is that?"

   "It's a girl, just like the son."

   (end of this chapter)

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