novelaction Chapter 757 A Green Patch on the Head
Chapter 757 A Green Patch on the Head
The decree has been promulgated and has immediately caused a great uproar. Wealthy merchants are all in danger and a wave of panic buying of grain is about to begin.
Some are happy, some are sad. Those grain giants are closing down and taking a break. Before long, they'll be left with nothing but counting their money at home.
Meng Qingge was also in a bad mood. The little grain she had initially saved had all been used to brew wine, and now the warehouse was empty.
In addition, the Meng family's transaction volume has increased sharply in recent days, and the tax grain is twice as much as before.
"Is your young lady in a bad mood?" Lin Ping asked knowingly.
He was the one who proposed the method of transformation, so he naturally knew how much impact it would have on the Meng family.
You can guess Meng Qingge's mood without even looking.
"It's all because the imperial court issued some kind of reform law. I don't know which bastard came up with this insidious idea, but Miss has been so worried that she hasn't slept well for days," Rou'er said, pouting and grumbling.
"Rou'er, it's not good to talk badly about people behind their backs. What if someone hears you?" Lin Ping blushed, naturally not daring to admit it.
"That person must be an official, he can't hear us. Anyway, Young Master Lin will keep Rou'er's secret." Rou'er forced a smile; she liked having secrets with Lin Ping in private.
"That's true..." Lin Ping smiled awkwardly.
He thought Rou'er would stop there, but the little girl went even further.
"Hmph, even if he's an official, he's a corrupt official. Rou'er curses him to never be able to find a wife in his life," Rou'er said viciously.
Lin Ping was sweating profusely and felt like hitting someone.
"What if they're already married?" Lin Ping tried to argue.
"Then have a baby without a butt."
"You, you..." Lin Ping was so angry that his heart ached, and he dared not continue the topic.
"Since you've been so worried that you haven't slept for days, why did your young lady show such a strange smile at this moment?" Lin Ping was puzzled. He clearly saw Meng Qingge's lips curl up slightly when she handed an envelope to Yun'er.
"It's probably a letter to that young master of Wu Kingdom. Miss is always very happy when she sends him a letter," Rou'er said without any suspicion.
Rou'er was once Meng Qingge's personal maid, and she knew that Meng Qingge would send letters to a certain young master of the Wu Kingdom every now and then.
Several people knew about this, so it wasn't exactly a secret, and Rou'er wasn't on guard.
Seeing Lin Ping's green face, Rou'er knew she had said the wrong thing. She immediately covered her mouth and shook her head repeatedly, hoping that Lin Ping hadn't heard her.
"It's not what Young Master Lin thinks. Miss may not necessarily like that young master," Rou'er hurriedly explained.
Lin Ping had figured some things out. No wonder Meng Qingge was hesitant about marriage; it turned out she had something on her mind.
So, I've become a backup option? Lin Ping wasn't happy about it.
He thought that after everything they had been through, Meng Qingge had developed feelings for him and might even be willing to throw herself into his arms.
"So it was all to repay a debt of gratitude; she never liked me at all!" Anger surged up instantly.
After exchanging the letters, Meng Qingge left in a hurry, leaving Yun'er alone.
"Yun'er, why aren't you with your young lady?" Lin Ping asked coldly from behind.
"I need to send a letter to Miss." Yun'er didn't react for a moment.
"What letter are you sending? Let me see it!"
By the time Yun'er realized what was happening, the letter was already in Lin Ping's hand.
"Give it back to me! That's a letter from the young lady to the young master of Wu Kingdom." Yun'er stood on tiptoe, trying to snatch the letter back from Lin Ping's hand.
Why should you return a letter that you stole by your own skill?
Lin Ping was eager to see it, and despite Yun'er's insistence, he finally broke the wax seal.
Inside the envelope were two sheets of Xuan paper. One was covered with densely written small characters, clearly Meng Qingge's own handwriting. Lin Ping chose not to look at the writing, which was likely to cause him to vomit.
He was quite interested in another sheet of Xuan paper, which contained a painting of a lady—yes, it was a painting of Meng Qingge herself.
"Your young lady has quite the taste, sending a portrait already?" Lin Ping said sourly.
In modern times, this would be a very common occurrence; it's just a matter of taking a photo. Beautiful women are happy to post their pictures online, enjoying it immensely.
In that case, Lin Ping wouldn't be too angry; at most, it would just prove that Meng Qingge likes to show off.
Pretty girls love to show off; otherwise, who are they showing off their beauty to?
But nowadays we live in a feudal society, where women are expected to stay at home until they are married, rarely venturing beyond their own doors.
She would not be seen by any men other than those in the clan.
Even if the Daye Dynasty was slightly more open-minded, allowing women to go out occasionally before marriage, they should still not put their portraits in envelopes for other men to play with. Who knows what the final fate of those portraits will be? They might even get wet.
"This is Miss's business, it's none of your concern!" Yun Rou remembered that her eyes were red. If Meng Qingge found out that she had handled things poorly, she was afraid that Meng Qingge would kick her out of the house.
"Young Master Lin, it's really not what you think. There's nothing between Miss and that young master." Rou'er was a bit smarter and tried her best to explain.
"You can know a person's face but not their heart. I want to see what your young lady has done." Lin Ping stormed into Meng Qingge's room angrily and immediately found the letter from the Wu Kingdom.
The only sentence on it was: If Miss Meng is truly sincere, then please attach a portrait.
Clearly, the other party requested that Meng Qingge attach a portrait.
"Fine, very well, you wanted a portrait? I'll grant your wish!" Lin Pingsuan trembled all over; he had never imagined he would be this angry.
Being cheated on is really unpleasant, even though he wasn't completely devoted to Meng Qingge.
He laid the portrait on the table, and with a flourish of his brush, added many pockmarks to the once smooth face.
Not only that, he also thickened Meng Qingge's nose, enlarged her mouth, and made her eyes slanted, giving her a modern version of Ru Hua.
The finishing touch was the mustache on his chin...
"Hahaha, you shameless bastard, didn't you want my Qingge's portrait? Here you go! It'll be your food!" After successfully completing his mission, Lin Ping vented his anger.
"Lin Wuqing, what are you doing? Why are you going through my things?" Meng Qingge stormed in, turning around abruptly.
She was originally going to the accounting office, but she left an account book at home, and just then she caught Lin Ping red-handed.
It's one thing to break into someone else's room without permission, but to rummage through drawers and cabinets, and even scribble on one's own portrait.
"I should be asking you that! What's going on here?" Lin Ping threw the envelope that the other party had sent on the ground and even spat out a mouthful of phlegm.
"This is my business, it has nothing to do with you!" Meng Qingge said sternly.
She was about to explain, but Lin Ping's disrespectful behavior angered her.
Lin Ping grabbed her arm and said with a wicked smile, "Meng Qingge, you'll be my woman sooner or later, and you'll never escape my grasp!"
After saying that, Lin Ping forcefully shook off Meng Qingge's arm and stormed off, quite manly indeed.