Back to Ming Dynasty as Zhu Biao

Chapter 107

Zhu Biao sat by the bed, thinking about this dilapidated ship that was at least 20 years old.He thought he'd find something good, but there was nothing but a few potatoes, and a roll of charts.

At this moment, a voice came from outside the door.

"Your Highness!"

Shen Zhi asked the maid to come in with half a basin of hot water, followed by two servants, each holding a big box.

"Put it here, you guys go down." Shen Zhiwei said coldly.

"Yes, Miss."

Zhu Biao pointed to the box: "What?"

"This box contains five hundred-year-old ginseng. Grandma asked me to give it to His Highness." Then she walked over and opened another box: "This is the Daming Treasure Banknote, 20 taels. Grandma asked me to bring it."

"What are you doing with the money?"

"Your Highness will keep it." Shen Zhishi bent down, checked the temperature of the water with his hands, and said with a smile: "The water temperature is just right."

She helped Zhu Biao take off his boots and began to wash them: "Don't move, when Your Highness gets married in the future, I won't be able to wash them."

She spoke softly and deftly, with just the right amount of strength in her hand.

"After the year, return to Nanjing."

"Go back, Your Highness."

"Ah."

"That thing, you..."

The two were silent for a long time, and Shen Zhiwei replied with a smile: "Your Highness, don't take that matter to heart. If you know that you don't want to enter the palace, I will help His Highness with the Wuliangxuequ winery and the sugar factory. , Your Highness will come when you are free, and if you are not free, I will do other things. For example, look at the account books every day, and deal with those businesses..."

"It's not fair to you," Zhu Biao said.

"What's unfair, what's fair? Your Highness can't tell. Except for the money business, I can't explain many things."

Realizing this, Zhu Biao couldn't say anything, but held her hand and said, "Thank you, do you know?"

In the past few days, Zhu Biao also knew about the Shen family's situation. She was definitely going to take over the Shen family's business, and she was very strict with herself.

In fact, he also knew that the queen mother also intended to make the Shen family an imperial merchant.

But he also knew about the Eight Great Merchants in the late Ming Dynasty.

……

……

Not long after Mrs. Shen lay down, she began to cough violently. Just as the old lady was about to help her up, she saw blood spots sprayed out under the candlelight.

"Old lady!"

"Ahem..." Mrs. Shen's chest continued to rise and fall, coughing violently, blood was all over the quilt.

There were two maids living in the next room, and the mother was so frightened that her voice became thinner, calling for the maids next door.

"Go and call the doctor... come here~"

After the two maids opened the door and saw this scene, they were so frightened that they scrambled and crawled. They immediately sent someone to find the doctor and inform Shen Qiancheng.

"Ah---- old madam."

The two were talking when they heard the news that Mrs. Shen was seriously ill from outside.

Zhu Biao got up immediately, and Shen Zhifu also stood up almost at the same time, and the stool fell to the ground with a bang.

She didn't shout in panic, her face paled instantly, and she was about to leave when Zhu Biao grabbed her hand.

"Gu will go with you."

Seeing His Highness going out, several personal soldiers immediately followed behind.

When the two rushed away, Shen Qiancheng was already there, the other aunts had disheveled hair and complained, and the daughters also stood aside.

"Do you know if you come in?" Shen Qiancheng shouted immediately.

Shen Zhiwu already had tears in his eyes, bit his lower lip, and walked over,
The doctor is checking, with a serious expression on his face.

Old Mrs. Shen was conscious. At this time, she was holding onto Shen Zhifu tightly, not saying a word.

After the doctor said that he was preparing for the funeral, Zhu Biao obviously felt that Shen Zhishi was shaking.

Shen Qiancheng knew that his mother had been ill all the time, but yesterday he suddenly became very energetic, like a spring on a dead tree. He was quite happy, but he didn't expect it to be like this.

The aunts outside the door didn't feel much sorrow, they held their handkerchiefs to block them, but kept their eyes on Mrs. Shen, for fear that some will might miss them.

The three daughters were brought to the bed by Shen Qiancheng. They called grandma, grandma, and pushed Shen Zhiwei aside.

Shen knew whether he was still crying just now, but now he wiped away his tears, but didn't cry out, but his hands were clutching the quilt beside the bed, his fingertips turned white.

People are still gone.

At dawn, Shen Qiancheng had already gone out to arrange the funeral and informed the relatives of the Shen family.

Whether Shen Zhi was leaning on the bed, his hair was a little disheveled, and his hands were stained with blood.All Zhu Biao can do is to stay with her first.

At this moment, I don't care about my identity.

Mu Ying found Lu Wenxuan and made arrangements. When she came to pick up Zhu Biao, she found out that Mrs. Shen had passed away.

Regarding the boat, he told Lu Wenxuan to come back in a few days.

At the door of Shen Zhifu, several aunts stood here, wanting to find out what old Mrs. Shen had said to Shen Zhiwu, but it was not easy to ask directly. Whether you know it or not.

Xiao Lian fetched water, and Zhu Biao took the things to help her wipe her hands.

The aunts saw that Zhu Biao was taking care of Shen Zhihe, and were afraid that he and Shen Zhihe would jointly take over the Shen family's property, so their speech gradually became difficult to hear.

"The old lady must have been bumped by something unclean. Why do you think it's such a coincidence?"

"Do you know, the old lady loves you the most, look at you..."

As is always the case with extended families, the moment the old man dies, the vitriol begins.

Shen Zhishi closed his eyes, pursed the corners of his mouth in silence, and tears fell from the corners of his eyes.

Shen Qiancheng had just entered the yard, and when he heard what his aunts said, his face was gloomy.

It's all complaints.

Zhu Biao helped her wipe away tears, pulled out the other hand that Shen Zhiwei was holding, walked to the door and shouted to the aunts in a cold voice: "Get out immediately——"

Shen Qiancheng approached, pointing at a few aunts who were trembling angrily: "What time is it, put away your little thoughts and get away!"

Third Auntie glanced at Shen Qiancheng, and complained, "Master~"

Dissatisfied to leave.

Like just now, everyone should reprimand them well. Shen Qiancheng saluted Zhu Biao and said: "Please trouble Your Highness, there are still things to deal with at home, so I can't entertain Your Highness in person."

"It doesn't matter." Zhu Biao finished speaking and went in.

Mu Ying glared at the soldiers, thankfully she stopped them quickly, otherwise these guys would have scared those gossip women to death.

Shen Qiancheng certainly didn't want his wife to have just passed away, and several aunts were messing with the court.

Of course he didn't want his aunt to be hurt by the prince's people.

Zhu Biao sat next to her and was held by her hand when she helped to pull the quilt. Shen Zhiwu had tears in his eyes, and looked at him with trembling lips.

"Your Highness."

Zhu Biao patted her and watched Xiao Lian take the soup from her: "You will be energetic after drinking the soup."

Shen Zhishi nodded.

Seeing her drinking, Zhu Biao said in a calm voice: "Gu, I will tell your father. Take good care of your aunts!"

"Xiao Lian, take good care of your young lady." Zhu Biao stood up and said, "Mu Ying, let's go back to the inn."

The matter about the boat made Lu Wenxuan wait for the Shen family to settle down before sending it to Nanjing.

I have to rush back before New Year's Eve, and deal with the infrastructure of the Daming Military Academy before going north.

　Those who don't like these chapters can skip it.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)