On her wedding night, she went into exile with her pharmacy arsenal

Chapter 1697: When you go out, you give yourself an identity

The abbot shouted, startling Yan Ruyu.

"What's wrong? Speak slowly."

The abbot said quickly, "We looked over here and saw that a group of people also wanted to buy this villa. Their attitude was very tough and they even brought weapons with them."

"These people are so vicious. If they are willing to pay, we can't compete with them, that's for sure. But they are clearly trying to force the purchase. The original owner of the manor is also in trouble, so he wants to sell the manor."

"That group of people not only suppressed us, but also bullied the original owner. They are really evil. Shopkeeper Yu is not the one who was bullied, but he didn't bring many people this time. I think he will suffer this loss in silence."

"Hey, guess who this guy belongs to?"

Yan Ruyu thought for a moment and said, "Qiu family?"

The abbot took an exaggerated breath: "How do you know?"

"You spent so much time describing their arrogance and domineering behavior, and then asked me to guess who else could meet the requirements."

"That's true. So what do you think we should do? The two sides are still in a standoff and we can't even get in."

Yan Ruyu thought that from the tone of Manager Yu's voice when he came to see her, he seemed very interested in this villa and wanted to buy it.

As the abbot said, if someone else offers a higher price and you cannot beat them, then you should just admit defeat. There is nothing to say, because it is because you are not as rich as them.

But it can rival the Qiu family.

Moreover, the Qiu family did not want to pay a high price, but wanted to use their power to pressure others.

What power does the Qiu family have?

Yan Ruyu sneered: "There is no need to confront them head-on. Find an opportunity to talk to the original owner and ask him to delay and show weakness, but don't sign a contract or anything like that."

The abbot understood immediately: "I understand."

"Will you come?"

"I may not go there in person, but the people I send will definitely solve the problem."

"it is good."

Yan Ruyu went out of the yard and went to see the eldest lady, thinking about asking Song Ping to ask Cui Chong to go.

On the one hand, it can solve the problem, and on the other hand, it can test the Qiu family.

If the Qiu family doesn't even take Cui Chong seriously, it means that the power they rely on is greater than the Governor's Office.

Halfway through the journey, I met Li Jingyao.

"Princess, I heard that the second young master was assassinated?" Li Jingyao was eager to try, "Do you need me to catch the murderer?"

Yan Ruyu could see that he was really free. In the past, when Young General Wen was around, the two of them could still spend time together. But now he was the only one left and the prince was not around, so he didn't even have the interest to play around.

"The murderer has been caught, but there is something else I need your help with."

"What's the matter?"

……

The abbot followed Yan Ruyu's instructions and told Manager Yu not to be too tough and told him that Yan Ruyu would send someone.

Shopkeeper Yu's eyes lit up: "Will the princess send someone? How did the abbot know?"

Abbot: "...I have the ability to transmit sound over a thousand miles, and I have already informed the princess of what happened here."

Shopkeeper Yu was stunned. His first reaction was that he was talking nonsense. If he was not facing him, if it was any other monk, Shopkeeper Yu would have sneered and called him a liar.

Shopkeeper Yu didn't curse, but he didn't quite believe it either.

After the abbot said this, he felt that the boasting was a bit exaggerated, but then he thought again and realized that it was not an exaggeration, but the fact.

Moreover, Yan Ruyu will definitely send someone.

The abbot was confident: "Manager Yu, wait patiently, we will see the result soon."

He glanced at Qiu Ke Shi who was sitting on a horse opposite him and cursed in his heart, "I told you to curse and to be crazy. You make me cry for my father and mother at the same time."

Qiu Keshi became even more proud when he saw that the shopkeeper's momentum had weakened.

"Manager Yu, I'm giving you some face because you're also a successful businessman. It's best if you know what's best for you. Otherwise, it would be embarrassing to lose face here at your age."

Manager Yu was angry, but he really didn't bring enough people today. The abbot reminded him again, so he had to be soft-hearted.

While Qiu Ke Shi was still feeling proud and only paying attention to Manager Yu, the abbot quietly went to the gate of the manor and met the original owner of the manor.

The original owner's surname was Shi, he was in his thirties and had a sad face.

"Amitabha," the abbot put his hands together.

Shi Yuanwai hurriedly greeted him: "Master."

The abbot smiled and said, "Don't worry, donor. We will never let those people succeed today. We will definitely buy it."

Shi Yuanwai sighed and said, "Master, to be honest with you, if the little girl hadn't been sick and urgently needed money to buy expensive medicinal herbs, I wouldn't have sold the farm. This is the family business accumulated by my grandfather..."

When the abbot heard this, he felt even more sorry for him. No wonder he looked so worried. Not only did he have to sell the family property, but also because his daughter was sick. The price of the family property was maliciously lowered.

"Don't worry, I will never let you suffer any loss."

Shi Yuanwai said worriedly, "But I don't think they will give up until they achieve their goal."

"I'm afraid you can't defeat them. Never mind. This matter has nothing to do with you. Or..."

The abbot waved his hand and said, "Donor, please listen to what I have to say. You can say this later..."

After Qiu Keshi finished mocking Shopkeeper Yu, he turned around to look at Shi Yuanwai, but the abbot was talking to him. He immediately shouted angrily, "Bald donkey, what are you doing?"

The abbot is so angry, what the hell? Who is he calling a bald donkey?

The abbot turned his head and looked at the several men with swords standing beside Qiu Keshi, and swallowed his curse.

"I just told him that we won't buy this manor."

Qiu Keshi snorted, "That's more like it."

He looked at the abbot for a few times. At first, when he saw Manager Yu bringing a monk, he thought it was the monk from the Zhennan Palace that was talked about everywhere in the city.

When asked later, he was told that he was there to consult Feng Shui, but he was contemptuous and didn't take it seriously.

Mr. Yu is just a businessman, how could he be related to the royal palace?

It is said that the monks in the Zhennan Palace have a very high status and are respected by the governor Cao and the city envoy Li. So why would they come to see Feng Shui with Shopkeeper Yu?

He himself found it ridiculous.

When Qiu Keshi saw the abbot admit defeat, he became even more convinced that he was of ordinary status.

"Then get out of the way."

The abbot cursed in his heart, "Get out, and your whole family will get out. I will make you roll all the way out in a while."

Mr. Shi glanced at the abbot and still had some doubts in his heart, but this was his last hope. He would just give it a try and leave its success to fate.

Qiu Keshi looked at him and asked, "Are you going to sell it or not?"

Shi Yuanwai sighed and said, "If that's the case, then I'll sell it to you, young master."

"only……"

"My farm is my ancestral property. The land is fertile and the fruit trees are mature. With careful cultivation and management, the annual yield is not low."

"The same is true for food. Besides, the tenants on the farm are all from poor backgrounds, and it's not easy for everyone."

"Please treat them well after you take over. They are all very hardworking and diligent, and..."

Before he finished speaking, Qiu Keshi said, "These are all things for the future. You sell the farm and I will buy it. You don't have to worry about the rest."

"As for how to manage Zhuangzi in the future and what kind of people to employ, that is my business and has nothing to do with you."

The abbot listened to what Mr. Shi said and nodded secretly. He was a good man because he still cared about the tenants at this time.

Good people shouldn't be bullied.