Chapter 191: Lowering Your Head and Admitting Fault
The current gossip was throwing conjectures every which way. But it had no effect on Miss Jun.
She still opened shop for diagnosis as treatnt when the sun rose, and she returned to the inn bearing her sign when the sun set.
Her bearing never changed. Only people and events of the outside world changed. And it seed that all of these changes were within her expectations.
As Lei Zhonglian drove the carriage, he turned back. Early sumr was quite hot. As Miss Jun raised the curtains of the carriage, she stroked the words "Jiuling Hall" on her signboard like always.
"So at the start, Young Lady, you never planned to buy the land deed?" he couldn’t help but ask.
She shook her head.
"I did," she said. "Of course I did. I was going to buy it no matter the price."
She looked at Fang Chengyu.
"Just you weren’t going to spend our family’s money," Fang Chengyu said. "No?"
She smiled.
"Yes," she said. She explained for Lei Zhonglian. "I originally planned to do the sa as I did now, open up shop and give treatnt, but not free like it is now. Rather, for a high price."
High price?
Lei Zhonglian was pensive.
Hu Gui had told the Yan Family who wanted to buy the deed that the young miss of the Jun Family wanted to buy the land, and that he could na any price.
If this was sothing said to soone without money, they would think that it was so spendthrift. It would be a waste not to take advantage of the offer.
But to soone with money, they would put more consideration into it. After all, those with money care about their face.
The Yan Family might have nad a high price, so Miss Jun would have opened shop as usual, supposedly to earn money to buy the land deed. Naturally, she would continue to rely on her miraculous skills.
The fees for treatnt naturally would have been a shocking sum.
To stir a controversy, an extre price was required, whether it be extrely cheap or extrely expensive.
All in all, the goal was for the na of Jiuling Hall to spread through Runan.
But the current thod was much quicker at attracting attention. If the price was too high, it couldn’t instantly attract hordes of people seeking treatnt. There would just be observers. And there would be very few who could raise such an exorbitant price.
"I didn’t think that the Yan Family would do this," Miss Jun said sincerely.
She thought that the worst ending would’ve been the Yan Family’s impolite refusal. They had money but didn’t care for it, just the land.
"You see, at whatever ti you can’t give up hope. You don’t know if Old Heavenly Father will surprise your next step with good fortune," she said with a sigh to Lei Zhonglian and Fang Chengyu.
Fang Chengyu nodded his head in acknowledgent.
"Yes, yes," he said.
What "yes, yes". Lei Zhonglian was speechless.
The house being knocked down was a pleasant surprise? More like a fright.
No one would think of such a thing as good fortune.
Evidently, whether sothing is fortunate or unfortunate did not depend on the matter but on the person facing it.
She had such talent to turn the bad into good, to make things play out to her wishes.
She was different from other people.
Lei Zhonglian sighed heavily, before waving his whip and turning onto the street of the Jiuling Hall. However, the next mont, he pulled back on the reins.
Because of the sudden movent, Miss Jun and Fang Chengyu jolted forward. They grabbed each other at the sa ti.
Every mont, she was concerned with his well being.
Fang Chengyu smiled and looked outside.
What was it?
Was it the people waiting for treatnt blocking the road?
"Young Lady, Young Master, there are people repairing the house," Lei Zhonglian said.
Miss Jun and Fang Chengyu had both seen it. There were a lot of people standing where the crumbled remains of the house had stayed for half a month. They were pulling up partitions and tidying up the rubble and pieces of wood.
"Miss Jun has arrived!"
After this cry, the observers hurriedly turned around to make way. A group of people broke away from the ones repairing the house. At the forefront was an old woman.
"Miss Jun, I am repairing this building for you," said Old Madam Yan loudly. "It was my family who pushed down your house, so now I will fix it for you."
The bystanders were in an uproar.
They never thought that the Yan Family would actually admit to it.
"This was done by my bastard son," she continued. She shook the walking stick in her hand. "That scoundrel, I will chase him out for you."
Master Yan used his fan to hide his face as he unwillingly walked out.
The holding fan was extrely big, like a cattail leaf fan. The image of it blocking his face was quite comical.
"Miss Jun, I originally wanted him to strip naked and beg for punishnt, but he is not so good looking. I am afraid that Miss Jun would be the one punished instead," said Old Madam Yan. She slapped him upside the head. "So I beat him for a bit and made him personally co and roof your house."
Master Yan dropped his fan because of that slap, exposing his black and blue face. Both his eyes were black. Obviously, the beating hadn’t been light.
Everyone exploded into laughter when they saw Master Yan.
Master Yan anxiously reached up for his fan to cover his face again.
Fang Chengyu looked on with interest. Miss Jun calmly smiled.
"So it was like that," she said.
She didn't say that she hadn’t known this, and she didn’t say that she did. This sentence summarized everything.
Old Madam Yan nodded. She didn’t know if she should respond or to praise her skillful answer.
Old Madam Yan’s voice was still loud and at first glance seed vulgar and shrewish, but her expression was much more serious.
"That’s right, he wanted to buy this land, so when he heard that you, the owner of the house returned, he committed this cri," she said. "I won’t say sorry to you; what’s done is done. I did not co here to beg for your forgiveness. I am just here to make up for his offense. If the house was knocked down, then I will build it up. I also bought this land for you…"
When she said this, Hu Gui jumped out.
"No, I didn't sell this to your family; I am giving it to Miss Jun," he said nervously. "The land deed should have been Miss Jun’s. It was my family who broke the contract. It was our mistake."
If I let you buy the land and give to Miss Jun, what will beco of ? I am not so stupid. How could I think of making money now. I may make money, but I will not live well in all of Runan City.’
Money will sooner or later be spent. The gains do not make up for the losses.
Everyone laughed again at these two people’s struggle.
The reason for what was transpiring here was clear to everyone. Although they feared difficult things in the world and did not dare speak up, did not dare question, but everyone could tell good from evil.
The two people who had bullied the orphan were forced to lower their heads and admit fault. They were fighting now over who will please this orphan. They were like people from a story or play. The villains paid for their evil. It felt quite rewarding to see them bowing to the protagonist.
Even if it hadn’t happened to them personally, it was very enjoyable to watch. After all, Old Heavenly Father had eyes. Wicked deeds had a price. This confird the justice of the world, and a life with justice was a life of hope.
Through the days of hardship, toil, and bitterness, as long as you had hope you could live.
...….
"This Yan Family no doubt is the local tyrants of Runan. They could veebow their heads and stand tall. Although they had lost face, they knew when to admit to their fault to portray themselves as n of character. They also could resolve this conflict with Zhenzhen. It really was two birds with one stone,"
Old Lady Fang said while raising her tea cup.
"It’s good that they are smart."
Unlike a certain family. Jun Zhenzhen had to teach the nearby Ning Family, who had daughters in the city, a lesson before they could gain peace.
Because Head Shopkeeper Song was to be executed, Concubine Su committed suicide, all of Head Shopkeeper Song’s spies in the Fang Family had been eliminated, Fang Chengyu’s whereabouts were no longer a secret in the Fang Family.
News of Fang Chengyu was continually sent back ho.
The house in Runan City had been pushed down, the business of the straw shack was naturally exception. And the description in the letters was extrely vivid.
Concubine Yuan recited the letters with great intonation, like she was reading a book.
"It’s like a book, just as I said. What’s more, it’s being told in the teahouses of Runan like a real book," she said with a laugh. "It’s called ‘When Jun Jiuling Returns to Her Holand, Third Master Yan Pushes Down the House in the Night."
So it was called as such.
The people in the room couldn’t help but laugh.
very flexible
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