The next day, as soon as Song Shuwan got up, she saw Fei Kite get two invitations.

"Concubine Shizi, this is sent by the Xinguo Mansion, and this is sent by Miss Yue of the Shangshu Mansion of the Ministry of War."

Song Shuwan read the contents of the two invitations, and casually threw the Xinguo Mansion aside, and it was ridiculous that the family actually sent her an invitation to go back.

But Yue Hong's invitation ......

Song Shuwan's brows furrowed slightly, and she unconsciously remembered the reddened eyes yesterday, Yue Hong should have encountered something, right?

After a while, she handed the invitation back to the flying kite: "Send it back, the hospital has been open for the past two days, and I don't have time." ”

Hearing this, Fei Kite took the invitation from Yue's Mansion, thought about it and took it from the Xinguo Mansion.

"The princess, the slave and maid are retired."

After the flying kite left, Song Shuwan went to look for Pei Huan, the man was having breakfast, and heard the footsteps and tilted his head slightly: "What's the matter with coming here so early?" ”

Song Shuwan had long known that he was keen, and she was not surprised to be recognized by him, so she sat down directly, and the servant woman next to her immediately sent the dishes and chopsticks.

Song Shuwan said: "Let's take a look at the situation of the son, how is the wound?" ”

Pei Huan said lightly: "The wound medicine is very good. ”

The wounds on his shoulders and hands already had a layer of scabs, very thin, but they were shocking enough, and in the past, it took at least three days for small wounds to change, and even six or seven days for long.

Thinking of this, Pei Huan asked, "Is it difficult to match the wound medicine?" ”

Song Shuwan took a sip of porridge, raised her eyes when she heard the words, and instantly understood what he meant: "The prince wants to use it in the army?" ”

Pei Huan bowed his head and groped to put down his chopsticks: "That wound medicine hurts, but the effect is really good." ”

Song Shuwan smiled slightly: "The wound medicine is not difficult to match, as for the pain, the effect of the medicine follows the pain, if you reduce part of the effect, it can also be reduced, but this medicine is ......"

She dragged out the last note, causing Pei Huan to look at her, and pulled the corners of her mouth: "If there are any conditions, mention it directly, as long as the injury medicine is fine, the rest will naturally be no problem." ”

Song Shuwan held her cheek with one hand, and her watery eyes fell on Pei Huan's face: "This is what the prince said, and he said it in a word." ”

Pei Huan continued: "The horse is difficult to chase. ”

Hearing this, Song Shuwan decisively put forward her conditions: "I can give the medicine prescription to the prince, but in exchange, I want a shop on the four main streets in Beijing, one on each street." ”

She came out of the Xinguo Mansion, and her subordinates did not have much to rely on, in order to take revenge smoothly in the future, she must prepare in advance, and the shops on the four streets of the capital are just right.

Pei Huan pondered for a moment and asked, "Can the effect of the wound medicine be adjusted better?" ”

The effect of the medicine prescription is really good, but the four shops on the four main streets of the capital are also worth a lot of money.

Song Shuwan's eyes flashed with surprise, the prescription she prepared could naturally be adjusted, but she had mentioned that pain and medicinal effects were involved.

"The prince is not afraid that the people who use drugs in the army will die of pain?"

Pei Huan's tone was unfazed: "It doesn't hurt, how can you make them have a long memory?" ”

Song Shuwan lowered her eyes, Pei Huan was in line with her thoughts, and she also felt that only when it hurts can people remember.

"So, tomorrow, I'll ask the flying kite to send a prescription for the wound."

Pei Huan bowed: "When the medicine prescription is delivered, the four shops will also belong to you." ”

The terms were negotiated, and neither of them said anything after that.

After breakfast, Song Shuwan checked Pei Huan's wound and made sure that it was okay, so she went to Suzaku Street.

Baicao and Song Ren were staring at a few big men putting medicinal materials in the cabinet, and when they caught a glimpse of Song Shuwan at the door, they immediately greeted them.

"I've seen the princess."

Song Shuwan bowed her head slightly and looked around: "What about Ding Cun?" ”

Baicao bent his eyebrows: "Ding Cun went to find someone to promote our medical center, he said that the fragrance of wine is also afraid of deep alleys, and he has to let everyone in the capital know about Cunshantang, so that he can attract people after it opens." ”

Song Shuwan was quite surprised, Ding Cun was very disgusted with doing things for her before, why did she change her mind in a blink of an eye?

Thinking about it, she voiced the question in her heart.

Baicao smiled without saying a word, and a pair of eyes fell on Song Ren.

Seeing this, Song Shuwan knew that it was Song Ren's credit, and praised: "It's done very well." ”

Glancing at the few big men next to her, she lowered her voice and said, "If it's feasible, find a way to take them all into your hands." ”

Gangsters are indeed hateful, but the three religions and nine streams have their own ways, and they are not good people.

Song Ren bowed his head, and his face was solemn: "Please rest assured, the grass people will do their best." ”

In the afternoon, Song Shuwan returned to the Hou Mansion and listened to the flying kite chattering about the Qingzhu Courtyard.

This is also the case, Song Shuwan only learned that Hou Ye and Pei Ji were still lying on the bed, and dozens of people in Langzhong who came and went couldn't see the problem on them.

"The slave maid heard that the Hou Ye was thinking about handing the fold to the palace, and wanted to ask the imperial doctor to come to the door."

Song Shuwan's eyes flashed with a little thought, she sealed the two acupuncture points on Pei Ji's body with a golden needle, which could ensure that no one could see the problem, but Master Hou ...... Although Baicao is good at poisoning, she is not sure that Baicao's poison will not be seen.

"In the evening, you told Baicao to let her find an opportunity to detoxify Hou Ye, so that no one could see it."

"Yes."

As he was talking, the housekeeper of the Hou Mansion came and said, "Princess, Madame is invited." ”

Song Shuwan raised her eyes lazily, those who came were not good, those who were good did not come, Mrs. Hou was going to toss again.

She didn't make a sound, and the housekeeper immediately raised her voice: "Princess, Madame, please!" ”

Song Shuwan glanced at him, and in the next moment, the housekeeper was kicked out of the door by the flying kite.

Fei Kite said condescendingly: "Little housekeeper, how dare you be presumptuous in front of the princess?" ”

The butler rolled on the ground several times before stopping, and the whole person collapsed on the ground and couldn't move.

Song Shuwan walked past him with a flying kite, although she didn't know what Mrs. Hou wanted to do, she was not afraid to confront Mrs. Hou.

"The daughter-in-law has seen the lady, but I don't know why the lady called the daughter-in-law to come?"

When she arrived at Qingzhu Courtyard, Song Shuwan opened the door and saw the mountain.

Mrs. Hou sat upright, her scrutinizing eyes swept over Song Shuwan's face: "I called you here today for the monthly money of Qingfeng Courtyard last month, and there is a discrepancy with the account book of the house. ”

Song Shuwan was slightly stunned, what did she do last month?

After her thoughts turned, she asked for the account book: "My daughter-in-law wants to see the account book." ”

Mrs. Hou smiled and gave a gesture to the servant beside her.

Soon, the servant woman handed an account book to Song Shuwan.

Song Shuwan flipped through the account book, and the more she looked at it, the tighter her brows wrinkled, and in the end she was expressionless.

Mrs. Hou took a slow sip of tea: "The monthly money of Qingfeng Courtyard is two hundred taels per month according to the rules of the house, but the silver money in the account book is more than two hundred taels, maybe you can explain, where does this money come from?" ”

"Instead of asking a bride, it is better to go directly to this son, and this son will tell you thoroughly."

As soon as Mrs. Hou's words fell, a male voice came from outside the door, Pei Huan was sitting in a wheelchair, his face was as cold as frost.