Chapter 39: Salt and Oil Do Not Enter

  He Xuan gazed out the window at the dazzling sunlight. Outside, except for the occasional faint sound of footsteps, there was not a single sound, but she could clearly see the shadowy figures outside the window.

  At this moment, He Huan's body was still soft all over, but she had already brought down the fever and her mind was no longer as muddled as before.

  Earlier, when she said her first words: I am Lin Xiyuan, she had already decided to break up with Shen Jinglu. However, Shen Jinglu never believed in supernatural things, and it was not easy to convince him. At that time, she didn't confess to him at the beginning because of this reason. Last night, she repeatedly declared in public that she was not He Huan, which was a foolish move.

  He Xuan was so absorbed in thought. She had no way to convince Shen Jinglin, and didn't even know if she could see him, but only by making Shen Jinglin believe her could she stay by her son's side without leaving an inch.

  After a while, Bai Zhen finally found that her master had woken up. "Miss, you're awake?" She was surprised and delighted, and immediately became teary-eyed again.

  "What time is it?" He Huan asked. She had already been powerless to mock Bai Miao's tears and could only choose to ignore them.

  Baizhou wiped her eyes and replied: "Just past noon, Miss, are you feeling a bit better? Are you hungry?"

  He Xuan nodded and let Bai Miao help her sit up, anxiously asking: "How is Young Master Shen? Is there any news?"

  Bai Mian shook her head and said: "The slave has been in the house all along, when Xuan Cao left, she left two small maids outside the house to keep watch."

  It was probably the sound of movement in the house that a 12 or 13-year-old servant girl knocked on the door and entered, saying in a crisp voice that Xiangcao had sent someone to the He family early to fetch clean clothes for He Huan, and fearing it would disturb her rest, ordered her to wait outside.

  She handed her clothes to Bai Miao, and then told He Huan that someone had already gone to inform Xuan Cao, and the carriage was ready. The curtains had been thickened, so He Huan would not catch a chill from the wind on the way.

  Such a guest-expelling order, He Huan would certainly not fail to understand, but she was worried about the safety of her son and could only pretend to be thick-skinned and pretend not to understand. She thanked him and immediately asked: "I don't know how your young master's illness is doing, has the doctor prescribed a prescription? Whose prescription is it?"

  The little maid shook her head and said she didn't know. He Huan asked if he could let her see Zilan, and then saw Xiangcao holding a lunchbox standing at the door of the house. She still used the same words as before, claiming that she hadn't seen Zilan since last night.

  He Huan suddenly felt something was off and asked: "Isn't Zilan serving by the side of your family's young master?"

  "This servant doesn't know." Xiangcao shook her head, put the lunch on the table, and apologetically said: "Miss Biao, it's chaotic at home now, so you can only make do with this simple meal for lunch." Her implied meaning was that everyone is worried about Shen Nianxi, so don't linger around and cause more trouble.

  He Huan took a glance at the four dishes and one soup on the table, which were made by Shen family's second-class chef. Although they looked exquisite and appetizing, following Shen family's convention, these dishes were only served to casual guests who came uninvited.

  Xiangcao stepped aside and continued, "If Miss Biao has no further instructions, I'll take my leave. After you've had your lunch, one of the younger maids will bring up the mid-day medicine. As for the remaining medicinal herbs..." She glanced at He Huan out of the corner of her eye, "I've already packed them and put them in the carriage."

  "You mentioned this, I was just going to ask you, how much silver is the medical fee and the cost of the medicine? I'll go home and get the silver, and send it over later." He said this, and He Huan smiled awkwardly, explaining: "Last night I rushed out the door, and didn't bring any silver on me."

  Xiangcao replied fluently, "The matter of the silver has already been instructed by Master Shen, Miss Biao doesn't need to worry about it." She bowed again to Hehuan and said with her head lowered, "Miss Biao please have your meal, I will take my leave first."

  "Wait a minute." He Xuan hastily stood up and said unequivocally, "Please inform Manager Shen that I will personally deliver the silver later, and I hope to hand it over to him in person."

  "Miss, please forgive me, there are many things at home, and I don't know where Shen is either, so I couldn't deliver your message." Xiangcao bowed again, "However, Shen had instructed earlier that if Miss insists, she can give a note to the carriage driver and ask him to bring it back."

  What a happy language, suddenly heart-borne sorrow. Last autumn, in the villages near Jizhou City, many suffered from pirates, and many fishermen and tenant farmers were unable to pay rent. Shen Jinglun let her own tenants have one cent, saying it was to accumulate blessings for their son. Later, she personally strung copper coins with red thread and put them in her son's cradle...

  "Miss, what's wrong?" Bai Mou stretched out his hand to support He Huan.

  He returned to his senses with a start, shaking his head lightly, only to find that Xiangcao had already left. It seemed that even if she came to the door with silver later, not to mention Shen Jinglun, even Shen Zhihua would not see her. What to do? Xiangcao obviously received instructions early in the morning, which was why he asked three questions without knowing anything, and Zilan said last time that she would never see anyone from the He family again.

  "Miss, there's something..." Bai Rou hesitated with a look of uncertainty.

  "Just say what you want to say, don't be so ambiguous." He Huan felt annoyed in her heart. If there was really no other way, she could only go to Qing Song Guan to find Da Han.

  "It's not just the medical expenses and medicine fees, Aunt Cao also took fifty taels of silver and two bottles of medicinal cream from Mr. Shen..."

  "What is this, thank you Aunt Cao for helping him deal with it——" He Huan stopped abruptly. Shen Jinglin didn't know that she was Lin Xiyue, he wanted to use silver to clearly distinguish between the two families, this was his usual way of doing things; as for the Cao family, their greed, she had long been aware of it. They were not wrong, the one who was wrong was her, the her from last night was too impulsive, too irrational, and brewed a series of consequences.

  At the moment of He Huan's grief and regret, Xiangcao was already standing in front of Shen Zhihua, describing every word and action of He Huan in detail, and finally concluded: "Shen Guanjia, according to the slave servant, Miss Biao will definitely find another excuse to come and visit again."

  Shen Zhihua remained noncommittal, nodding for Xuan Cao to withdraw. After she had gone some distance, he entered the western wing and said to Shen Jinglun, "Sir, although Miss's words and actions are somewhat eccentric, she seems to be very concerned about Young Master."

  Shen Jinglun put down the book, his eyes followed the corridor to the east wing, and vaguely saw that Si Zhu and Nai Niang were carefully taking care of the sick child. He withdrew his gaze, turned his head to look at the blue sky and white clouds outside the window, and asked in a low voice: "Is everything arranged properly on the side of Qing Song Guan?"

  "Yes." Shen Zhihua nodded affirmatively, "Neither Miss Biao nor anyone else can see Mrs. Lin." He paused slightly and smiled: "As it happens, Miss Biao persuaded Mrs. Lin to go to Qing Song Guan, which inadvertently helped a great deal; otherwise, with so many mouths in the Lin family, it would be difficult to keep Young Master's illness from Mrs. Lin."

  "If it weren't for Xie San suddenly appearing, some things wouldn't have had to be rushed at that moment."

  "Old Master is right." Shen Zhihua immediately retracted the smile on his face and said seriously: "Regarding Xie San, I quietly inquired about him. He claimed to be Xie Zhenghui at the yamen and was recommended by the Young Master of Yong'an Hou to enter the Liu Shan Men as a captain. I remember that the young master recommended five people back then, three of whom went to Liu Shan Men, and the other two..."

  "Age." Shen Jinglun lightly spat out two words.

  Shen Zhihua's expression changed suddenly. It was ten years ago that the son of Yong'an Hou recommended Xie Zhenghui to go to Liu Shan Men, but according to He Huan's description, Xie San was only around twenty years old. He said urgently: "Master, Lin Huo has verified it, Xie San's waist card is genuine and authentic, impersonating a government official is a capital offense... I will inform County Magistrate Lü immediately..."

  "Zhi Hua, you've always been cautious and prudent in your actions, so why did you lose all sense of proportion as soon as you encountered the word 'thank'?"

  "Grandfather, forgive me." Shen Zhihua knelt down.

  Shen Jinglun put down the book and helped Shen Zhihua up, saying slowly: "I'm not blaming you, I just said before that we should be prepared for any situation. That thing happened ten years ago, and Ji Zhou is far from the capital, you don't need to be so tense."

  Shen Zhihua's face was filled with shame. After a long while, he said in a low voice: "Xie San impersonated Xie Zhenghui, but the token is real... If it was Xie Zhenghui who voluntarily handed over the token to him, what kind of identity does he have that allows him to disregard the law..."

  "This is what I'm really worried about, and it's the reason why I've been trying to lure him out. Shen Jinglin let out a light sigh and said to himself, "It's already been ten years, ten years ago he was only around ten years old, who could it be?" He furrowed his brow in thought, but shook his head and sighed after a moment, "Forget it, even if I had seen him before, I probably wouldn't recognize him now."

  "But he probably recognizes Grandfather and also recognizes me." Shen Zhihua's expression changed slightly, "What is his purpose?"

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