I just want to be a princess, no, you want to be a queen

Chapter 232 Broken arm

In the hall, Yang Tiezhu sat on a chair, wolfing down the cakes on the table. Wei Luo strode over, and Yang Tiezhu quickly took a sip of tea, then stood up and bowed.

Wei Luo sat down, expressionless: "I wonder what the old man wants to talk to me about?"

Yang Tiezhu only felt a gloomy atmosphere behind him, but he didn't notice anything unusual. He sat down with a smile and said, "I came here to ask when the prince will pay the 1,600 taels of silver he owes my daughter."

Wei Luo sneered: "I've already given it to Nian'er, so it's not right for you to ask me for it again, old man?"

"Yes!" Yang Tiezhu smiled apologetically. He knew he should leave, but he couldn't move his butt from the stool. After all, since arriving in the capital, he had only received benefits from Wei Luo.

While thinking, Wei Luo spoke first: "Since you are here, I also have an account book to settle with the old man."

The secretary waved his hand, and four servants came in. They were the four men who worked at Nianluo Xiangyin Shop.

The day before yesterday, Yang Tiezhu drove them away and planned to let his wife sell the drinks herself. However, he found that the money they had was not even enough to sell the raw materials, so he had to give up.

I didn’t expect that these four people were actually from the Duke of Weiguo’s Mansion.

Wei Luo pointed at them and said, "Uncle Yang, please settle the monthly rent we owe them."

"This, this..." Yang Tiezhu stuttered, "This is what Nian'er owes them. Why do you want me to pay it?"

Wei Luo narrowed his eyes slightly: "Didn't the old man say in court that Miss Nian'er's things are yours?"

"No, no..." Yang Tiezhu laughed dryly.

Wei Luo pulled out a deed from his bosom and threw it in front of Yang Tiezhu. "Take a look, this is the contract signed by your daughter. I will get 20% of the income from Nianluo's beverage shop. After running it for a few months, it must be at least over a hundred taels of silver. I'd like to ask you to return it to me. If you don't, I'll report it to the authorities."

"No, no..." Yang Tiezhu was scared. He remembered that there was a man in the village who was imprisoned for half a year. When he came back, he was a skeleton and was always muttering to himself.

After thinking for a while, Yang Tiezhu mustered up the courage to say, "Prince, Nian'er is pretty, fair and tender. If you don't mind, you can keep her by your side as a concubine or a maid. Both are suitable."

Wei Luo put his hand on the table and tapped it lightly: "Are you going to sell your daughter to me?"

Yang Tiezhu nodded vigorously.

Wei Luo picked up the teacup and asked with a smile, "How much silver do you want to sell it to me, old man?"

Yang Tiezhu raised two fingers tremblingly, and seeing the look in Wei Luo's eyes, he hurriedly pressed one finger down, "One thousand taels."

Wei Luo chuckled: "How come others can buy it for ten taels, but it costs a thousand taels to me? Am I easier to cheat than that butcher Zheng?"

Seeing Wei Luo's increasingly gloomy face, Yang Tiezhu said in panic, "Prince, Nian'er didn't marry Zheng the Butcher. She's still a virgin. I'm not trying to cheat you out of your money. It's mainly because she wasn't as pretty as she is now..."

With a bang, the teacup exploded on the table, spilling tea all over his face and slicing his chin with broken porcelain shards. Yang Tiezhu opened his eyes, only to see black as he fell to the ground.

Wei Luo stepped on Yang Tiezhu's back and fiercely put his right hand behind his back, saying angrily, "She looks fair and tender, what does it have to do with you? I fed her with the best food from land and sea. You have forgotten how skinny she was when you raised her, but I haven't."

With a crack, only miserable screams remained between heaven and earth.

The secretary hurriedly reminded: "Sir, he is Miss Nian'er's biological father after all."

Wei Luo stood up and said coldly, "I'll give you one day to return the deed to Nian'er. Otherwise, I'll make you live in the Sky Prison for the rest of your life."

"Yes, yes!" Yang Tiezhu twitched in pain.

……

At the foot of Xilong Mountain, a horse-drawn carriage sped towards the Chengyang military camp. Inside, spear practice was underway. Lu Mingyang spotted the driver and hurried out.

"Is something wrong, Your Highness?"

"No, Your Highness!" Zheng Hao parked the carriage and reported, "Your adoptive mother knocked on the door early this morning and said your adoptive father had a broken arm."

Lu Mingyang asked hurriedly, "Why did it break?"

Zheng Hao shook his head: "She refused to speak, but I didn't think she was lying, so I didn't dare to delay."

Not long after, Uncle Zhong arrived in a carriage, and his story was pretty much the same as Zheng Hao's. It was clear that his mother couldn't find anyone and was looking for help everywhere.

Lu Mingyang called Yang Nianshu to rush to Nianluo Drink Shop. On the way, she asked Zheng Hao to invite Leng Lingfeng.

In the room, Yang Tiezhu was lying on the bed, his face pale with pain. Lu Mingyang touched his "broken" arm, which made him scream in pain.

Yang Nianshu frowned and said, "You deserve it."

Lu Mingyang asked, "Mom, what's going on?"

Mother Yang glanced at her husband in fear and lied, saying he "fell." She hugged Lu Mingyang, crying uncontrollably, "Xi'er, please save your father. He's been in pain all night. If he becomes disabled, our family will be ruined."

Not long after, Leng Lingfeng rushed in. He took a look and with a click, accompanied by the howling of a wild boar, Yang Tiezhu's arm was instantly connected.

Leng Lingfeng said, "It's okay, my arm is just dislocated. The person who did it was an expert, so there won't be any sequelae, but it's extremely painful. It's so swollen, it will hurt for another two days."

master?

It turned out that it was my cousin who did it.

Lu Mingyang smiled helplessly and asked loudly, "Doctor Leng, how much silver?"

Leng Lingfeng was stunned for a moment, then placed a bottle of medicine on the bed and instructed, "To reduce swelling, apply twice a day. A total of... ten taels of silver."

"Ah?" Mother Yang took a look at the ointment and gritted her teeth, "Master, let's just endure it for a few days and not apply the ointment, okay?"

Yang Tiezhu gritted his teeth and nodded.

Leng Lingfeng glanced at Lu Mingyang and said with a smile, "Sorry, I charge ten taels for my consultation, and the medicine is for you."

"Ten taels, why don't you go and rob it." Mother Yang angrily pushed Leng Lingfeng out of the door.

"Mom!" Lu Mingyang pulled his mother aside and reminded her, "This is the capital. If you don't pay for medical treatment, you'll end up in jail."

"Xier, please help your mother." Yang's mother asked for help.

Lu Mingyang shook his head.

Mother Yang looked at Yang Nian'er again.

Yang Nian'er snorted coldly: "I gave you all my money, have you forgotten?"

Mother Yang turned around and knelt beside the bed, crying bitterly: "I didn't let him see a doctor, I didn't let him see a doctor."

Yang Tiezhu sat up, his voice distorted by the pain: "Nian'er, this is all Dad's fault. Dad will return the house deed to you, along with the banknotes. Please forgive Dad!"

As he spoke, he took out the banknotes and house deeds from his pocket and handed them to Yang Nian'er.

Yang Nian'er took the banknote and teased, "Dad, you forgot, I'm a maid and can't have a title deed. You should keep it for yourself."

"No, no, my daughter." Yang Tiezhu wanted to cry but he didn't dare to tell Wei Luo. He was so anxious that he just wanted to kneel down and beg his daughter for forgiveness.

Lu Mingyang watched this scene and wanted to believe that her father truly knew he was wrong, but her rationality simply wouldn't allow her to believe it. If it weren't for Wei Luo, her father wouldn't have done this.

But Nian'er's heart softened when she saw this scene.

Lu Mingyang put down ten taels of silver and pulled Yang Nianshu away.

"Thank you!" Leng Lingfeng picked up the silver and left.

Yang Paner chased after him.