Chapter 114 The past cannot be pursued
Chapter 114 The past cannot be pursued
In another room of the inn, Ye Lingqiu and Shen Zhuohang sat opposite each other.
There was a cup of tea in front of each of them. The cup in front of Ye Lingqiu was brewed by Shen Zhuohang's servant, using the tea that the Shen family usually drank.
The cup in front of Shen Zhuohang was brewed by Ye Lingqiu, who used the unique tea leaves of the Forty-Eight Village.
Ye Lingqiu took two sips from the teacup and sighed, "After all these years, Uncle Shen's tea is still so delicious."
Shen Zhuohang sneered, "After all these years, you've been talking as if you once drank our tea. I don't know who it was back then, constantly snatching my sister's milk and never taking a sip of tea."
His words were full of disgust, but Ye Lingqiu did not feel embarrassed. Instead, he laughed.
"Milk is delicious, and tea is delicious too. I actually drank it a few times back then, but I just didn't let you see."
Shen Zhuohang rolled his eyes at him and said, "That milk is for my sister. There isn't much to begin with. I don't know why a boy likes that sweet taste."
He just doesn't like it, and neither does his elder brother.
"Milk is so delicious. It's also funny how angry Tiantian gets when I snatch her milk away."
Thinking of his childhood, Ye Lingqiu couldn't help but smile.
When he saw that Shen Zhuohang had no intention of drinking the tea, he stopped smiling.
"Second brother, you don't even dare to drink my tea now? How could we have become so estranged?" He put down his hands on the table and raised his eyebrows slightly.
Shen Zhuohang took a look at the cup of tea and said bluntly, "I can't get used to drinking tea from outside."
Ye Lingqiu naturally knew whether this was an excuse or not.
But he didn't force Shen Zhuohang to drink, he just looked a little lonely.
"I never got the chance to thank Uncle Shen for what happened back then. It's my fault that Tiantian got dragged into this. This is the money Grandma Li gave to my men. Take it back as my apology."
As he spoke, he took out the silver note, which was exactly the one that Grandma Li gave to Zhu Yu that day.
Shen Zhuohang didn't take the banknote, but frowned slightly: "Why do you think that the Shen family will take back the little money they gave out?"
"Second brother, that's not what I meant." Ye Lingqiu hurried to explain.
Shen Zhuohang stretched out a hand to interrupt him, "Don't call me Second Brother. We are not related. I really don't deserve the title of Second Brother from Master Ye."
His attitude was so distant that Ye Lingqiu finally felt a little embarrassed.
Then Shen Zhuohang said, "Thank you very much for this matter. If you need any financial help, please feel free to ask. As long as my Shen family can provide it, we will definitely not refuse."
"No need, second brother. I told you, it was our Forty-Eight Village that was wrong this time."
"Alright." Shen Zhuohang didn't intend to let Ye Lingqiu continue, and said to himself, "Since it's been said that what you did was inappropriate, and the Shen family doesn't need to offer anything else, then let's end this matter here."
Ye Lingqiu pursed her lips, and the look in her eyes became more complicated.
"I don't know how big the area that the Forty-Eight Village can control is. I will personally follow behind Tiantian and escort her on the way back. I hope that there won't be another traitor like that in the Forty-Eight Village.
Although our two families no longer have any contact, the Shen family will always be grateful for your kindness. If you are ever in need of money, please write to me and I will do my best to help you."
After saying that, Shen Zhuohang stood up and was about to leave.
Ye Lingqiu stood up. He originally wanted to stop him, but seeing that Shen Zhuohang was determined to draw a clear line between them, he stopped talking.
After all, his current identity is the leader of the bandits, and it is indeed not good for the Shen family to have too close contacts with him.
Shen Qingshan is still in the capital, and is considered a half-imperial merchant. Although no one knows where the eldest brother of the Shen family has traveled, he will probably not leave the territory of Dayu Kingdom.
The Forty-Eight Villages are a place that officials in Dayu are afraid of, and he cannot harm the Shen family.
Ye Lingqiu did not stop him, so Shen Zhuohang left without any hesitation.
But when he went out, he happened to meet Congrong who was holding a strange bottle in his hand.
Congrong was dressed in a green robe and had a large cloth bag hanging on his body. No one knew what was inside.
A small golden gourd was adorned on her gray hair, which was very eye-catching.
When he saw Ye Lingqiu, he quickly took a few steps forward. His agile figure didn't look like he was a man over fifty years old.
Shen Zhuohang hadn't taken his eyes off him since he opened the door and saw him. Even after he passed by him and entered the room, Shen Zhuohang's gaze was still following him.
But Shen Zhuohang's attention was not on the small golden gourd on his head, nor on his agile posture.
What he was concerned about was the small bottle in Congrong's hand.
The bottle looked very familiar, he recognized it at a glance, his father Shen Qingshan also had one in his hand.
To be honest, it wasn't always like this, but it only started after Shen Yitian rushed to see him overnight last time.
According to Shen Qingshan and Uncle Chen, the bottle was given by Shen Yitian, who said it was medicine for treating bruises and injuries.
How come Chengrong also has such a bottle now? Could it be that this medicine is actually given to Shen Yitian by Chengrong?
Or was it given by Ye Lingqiu?
This kid has already secretly met Tiantian behind his back?
Thinking of this, Shen Zhuohang felt a surge of nameless anger in his heart.
But he is not an impulsive person and certainly will not get angry for no reason.
He just followed behind Rongrong and sat back in his original seat naturally and casually.
Congrong didn't notice his surprised look, nor did he care about his strange behavior of going out and coming back. He just walked hurriedly to Ye Lingqiu with the small bottle.
"Qiuqiu, where did you get this medicine? It's actually a good thing!"
Congrong's face was filled with joy, and he held the medicine bottle like a treasure, reluctant to let go.
"Yes..." Ye Lingqiu glanced at Shen Zhuohang before saying, "One of my men got it by chance. I tried it and it's pretty good, so I showed it to Master."
Shen Zhuohang raised his eyebrows slightly and didn't respond, but in his heart he had already begun to estimate the truthfulness of his words.
Congrong didn't care about the two people flirting with each other and having their own thoughts. He just knew that this medicine was very good.
"I have to take this and figure out the recipe inside. However, there are some rare herbs in here, so it will probably take some time before I can try to mix it."
Ye Lingqiu could understand this very well. He himself studied medicine with his master, so how could he not know that good medicinal materials were hard to come by?
"Well, I just saw that this medicine has miraculous effects, so I thought I'd show it to Master. Master, just take it."
He was respectful.
Calm but dissatisfied with his attitude: "Are you questioning my ability? It's just a bottle of medicine. I have just figured out what ingredients are in it. I'm returning it to you. When I make the same prescription in the future, you can send someone to get it."
Ye Lingqiu frowned. He always felt that it was a bit strange for his master to say this.
Sure enough, the next moment, Congrong said: "But, I still want to meet the person who gave you this medicine."
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