naruto-story Chapter 253 Master wants to sell the iron.
Chapter 253 Master wants to sell the iron.
Jinyan and Yijue's eyes met.
He nodded as a greeting.
Jinyan smiled lightly. Looking at it this way, Yijue seemed to be a good match standing next to Xiao Yuexi.
He was good-looking and gentle and obedient.
Hearing that someone was making trouble at the door of the house where he lived a few days ago, Xiao Yuexi caught him, so he took him to the princess residence.
This matter has already spread in the capital, but compared to past remarks, it is nothing.
If you really don't care about those rumors, you can live your life well.
When Jin Yan returned to the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion, Xiao Tong was coming out of it, and they met each other.
"Has Xi'er gone back?"
He asked, his voice slightly darker.
Apart from the marriage between Xiao Yuexi and Yi Jie, there is another matter that has caused a lot of fuss recently, that is, the matter between the prince and Zhao Wantang.
Zhao Wantang went to the Prince's Mansion diligently, spending half a day at a time. Everyone thought they were lovers and concubines. Even when the emperor was about to issue an order, the Prince didn't know whether it was intentional or not. Wan Tang never saw the prince every time he went there.
Is this not?
It was a slap in the face of Zhao Wantang, the most noble girl in the capital, so that she did not dare to go out for several days.
Jin Yan didn't understand what Xiao Tong meant. If he really wanted to secure his position as the crown prince and compete for the throne of the Ninth Five-Year Plan, he shouldn't do this.
At this time, hearing him ask about Xiao Yuexi again, Jin Yan just smiled and said, "Of course he's back. The prince-in-law came to pick him up personally."
As soon as he said these words, the person beside him shook his body, and a suppressed cough could be heard.
Jin Yan saluted and went directly inside.
The light in Wen Yan's study was still on, and she was about to step in when she suddenly saw someone squatting on the ground beside her.
The other party was wearing gray clothes, which looked tattered, but very clean.
This man looked familiar.
The other party happened to turn around and look over, and both of them were stunned for a moment.
"Humph!"
It turned out to be Wen Yan's former master. He just heard him snort and turned his head away, refusing to look at her again.
Jin Yan pursed her lips and didn't want to talk to him, so she started to go in.
"Humph!"
A louder snort came from behind, and Jin Yan turned around in confusion.
The other party licked his lips in the direction of Wen Yan, "I want to stay here. The Imperial Master's Mansion is so big, so I should have a room."
Jin Yan was stunned and glanced into the room again, "Just go and tell him. What do you want to say to me?"
The other party was anxious, with an angry look on his face, and said angrily, "How can you say that you are half the master of the house, so you can't make the final decision on this matter?"
"Stop irritating me, it's useless."
Jin Yan said coldly, thinking about what this man had done to scare her during the day, and now she felt uncomfortable thinking about it.
How could you take the initiative to speak for him?
"You little girl, you really think I am your master!"
The other person put his hands on his hips, pretending to be reserved.
Jin Yanhuan's chest was so full that she had time to relax, "Master said that it was you who severed the relationship with him."
As soon as he finished speaking, the other party had lost his momentum, lowered his hand, and said aggrievedly, "Didn't I just say something out of anger? At my age, do you have any excuses?"
"There are so many rooms in the house, you can just pick one. Do you need to suffer miserably here? Master didn't kick anyone out."
"Hey……"
How can you, a little girl, talk without respecting your teacher?
But it seems right!
The old man's face immediately showed joy, he glanced into the room again, and murmured, "You are indeed my disciple, and you still have a conscience."
After saying that, he went to choose a room with an air of dignity.
When Jin Yan arrived at the study, Wen Yan looked up and asked, "How's it going?"
Knowing that he was asking about Mingyue Tower, he nodded hurriedly, "Finally, we have come to a conclusion. I want to go back to Prince Jin's Mansion tomorrow."
"But what difficulties did you encounter?"
Wen Yan poured her a cup of tea. After Jinyan sat down, she drank it all in one gulp, and the other party added more.
"Lack of money."
She said something very bluntly, then something suddenly occurred to her, and she stared at Wen Yan with bright eyes, "Master, can you lend me some?"
Wen Yan was stunned for a moment. Qian Ge had cleaned up the property in the house two days ago. There were many collections of various curios and antiques, as well as many ancient calligraphy and painting books, but he had little money.
Just because he has never liked these things and has no concept of them, the rewards in the palace are often objects.
Therefore, when Jin Yan proposed to borrow money now, it was not because he refused, but because he really didn't know if it would be enough.
The New Year's money he gave her last time was almost all the large-denomination banknotes he found. Of course, there was still some gold and silver left, but he didn't count it carefully, and Qian Ge didn't have time to count it.
"Forget it, I'll go back to find my brother."
Seeing his hesitation, Jin Yan guessed that the Imperial Master's Office probably didn't have much money, so she hurriedly said something.
Wen Yan suddenly took out a key from the drawer on the side and put it on the table. He pushed it in front of her and said, "Let Qiange take you to the warehouse. You can do whatever you want."
Jin Yan was stunned.
She raised her eyes and looked over, swallowed her saliva, thinking I was just borrowing money, not here to rob.
"I don't know how much gold and silver there is in the warehouse, but there should be some. If it's not enough, you can do whatever you want with the contents."
Wen Yan said something faintly again.
Jin Yan frowned, "I..."
She had the illusion that her master was trying to sell the iron.
He quickly refused and said, "This is impossible. I just asked casually. There must be some at home. Master..."
"I don't have a place to use the money. You just take it and pay it back when you make money in the future. Anyway, it will be yours from now on."
"mine?"
"Huh? I am only your disciple. If I don't give it to you, who else can I give it to?"
Jin Yan looked over blankly and saw Wen Yan sitting behind the desk with an ancient book in his hand. His eyebrows were picturesque. When he frowned, his long eyelashes cast shadows on his eyelids, trembling slightly like butterfly wings.
Until this moment, she suddenly felt that she was also the master of the Imperial Master's Mansion. Originally she was just seeking refuge, but today... she seemed to truly understand the meaning of this identity. .