Golden Age Legitimate Fei

Chapter 7: To Tell On Somebody And To Be Told On In Return

Chapter 7: To Tell On Somebody And To Be Told On In Return

"Hehehe....."

In the horse-drawn carriage, Feng Zhi Yao convulsed with laughter, his appearance of a graceful gongzi naturally non-existent. Waiting until he had laughed enough, only then did he raise his head towards Mo Xiu Yao on the side and said, "Xiu Yao, this new w.a.n.gfei of yours is extremely amusing. Haha...it's a pity I didn't get to see Mo Jing Li's face just now..."

Mo Xiu Yao's gentle eyes had a trace of thinking deeply within them, it was evident that this future w.a.n.gfei's display had been outside his expectations. Even if he still didn't know what she looked like, but with the handsome male looks of Ye Shangshu* for a father and one of the four great beauties of the capital of that year for a mother, although Ye Li's looks may not be the best, it still wouldn't be too lacking. What was even harder for people to imagine was her means of doing things which really made her not seem like the girl who had no talent and no virtue in the rumors that's being spread about.

"But this Ye third xiaojie's move is seriously generous, more than five thousand taels' worth of a Guanyin statue was sent out just like that. Isn't she afraid that Mo Jing Li will seriously not pay for it?" Mo Jing Li was the current emperor's own blood-related younger brother, if he wanted to repudiate it, the Ye third xiaojie really can't do anything about it.

Mo Xiu Yao smiled indifferently, shaking his head and said, "Mo Jing Li this kind of person's best part about himself is his reputation. He definitely won't allow people to talk about him taking others' things for free and not repaying his debts."

Feng Zhi Yao's eyebrows raised as he smiled, saying, "Then there'll be a good show to watch. According to what I know, last month Mo Jing Li had also taken a pair of authentic works of the previous dynasty's Cao Sheng from Shen De Xuan, adding up the two of them would amount to over ten thousand taels. This time...the way the emperor treats you can still be considered to be not bad ah, at least this new w.a.n.gfei of yours is very wealthy." Come to think about it, this Mo Jing Li really isn't like a person, on one side there was the matter of him abandoning the person and breaking off the engagement, on the other side he had also taken things from that person's shop for free of charge. Fancy that he is even actually someone from the imperial family, really too shameless. Mo Xiu Yao shot him a glance, "When talking about being wealthy, who would dare compete with your Feng family?" The Feng family was one of the four wealthiest merchant families in Da Chu, it was also the only one of the four that was residing in the capital, compared to the other three families it naturally had a bit more in terms of advantage and power.

Feng Zhi Yao helplessly waved his fan and said, "That is laoyezi's** money, it has nothing to do with me. Who doesn't know of me as this wastrel living in poverty who is unworthy of respect."

Once Ye Li had returned to the fu, she was invited by the yatou working alongside laotaitai to go over and set foot into the Rong Le hall she rarely visited when it wasn't the time to pay respects but where the whole family was already there altogether. Even the often busy Ye Shangshu wasn't absent as he gloomily sat together with laotaitai at the lower side, glaring at Ye Li who had just entered through the door. Ye Ying at that time was nestled against w.a.n.g shi's bosom sobbing and choking from her tears, her pair of watery eyes turning bright red from crying, it made her appear even more like she was too fragile to stand against the wind (meaning extremely delicate or of fragile state of health) in a lovely and moving way.

"Li er*** pays respect to zumu, pays respect to fuqin. Greetings to furen and the yiniang....."

"Evil girl, still not getting down on your knees!" Ye Li hadn't finished talking when there was the crashing sound of the teacup in Ye Shangshu's hands smashing onto the floor beside her feet as well as the sound of his stern voice bellowing at her.