PFC Chapter 225 Let’s Clink Glasses
Chapter 225 Let’s Clink Glasses
Prince Yu asked curiously, "Princess Kangle, how did you know they were the ones who stole it?"
Tian Lei: "Of course it's because my master is good at fortune-telling!"
Song Jinxiu smiled and said, "I don't know, I'm just guessing."
Tian Lei: "Wow! Master, you are so smart. You always guess right."
Song Jinxiu was speechless.
This child is neither a student of the Imperial College nor a companion of the prince. Calling him "master" all the time is quite a psychological burden.
Song Jinxiu smiled and said, "As the saying goes, it's easy to dodge a hidden arrow, but it's hard to guard against a thief in your own home.
The treasury of the Grand Princess's mansion was stolen. It must have been someone inside who stole the money and was able to conceal it from the public.
Otherwise, the heavily guarded Princess Mansion would be impossible for outsiders to get in. Even if they did, how would they get so many things out?"
Princess Kangning looked at Song Jinxiu holding a wine glass and actually chatting with someone.
What do you mean? Didn't you say that a smile can make all grudges go away? Why don't you drink this wine?
After listening to Song Jinxiu's analysis, everyone nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes. Only they are one of them, so they can lead the horse out."
Someone asked, "Did the princess guess that they would take the stolen goods with them?"
Song Jinxiu nodded and said, "Actually, I'm not just guessing, I have a basis for it."
When everyone heard this, they gathered around and asked, "What's the basis?"
Song Jinxiu put down the wine glass, stretched out her fingers and gestured:
"Well, we have to consider the psychological characteristics of thieves. For example, they will be afraid when they just steal something, so they will never dare to take out the stolen goods.
If the case doesn't progress, they feel lucky and think they've gotten away with it, so they dare to carry the stolen goods with them, which also gives the thieves a sense of accomplishment."
The dandies: Wow! Being a thief gives you a sense of accomplishment?
Princess Corning's eyes were almost spitting fire.
Did this bitch do it on purpose? She said she was just laughing it off, but she had no intention of drinking the wine at all.
Kang Ning took a deep breath and put on a fake smile.
"Princess Kangle, you haven't even finished your glass of wine yet? Are you still blaming us for not treating you well enough?"
Song Jinxiu was stunned, then said as if she suddenly understood something: "Oh, look at me, I'm just busy chatting. How about this, since we want to put aside our grudges with a smile, how about we clink glasses?"
Let’s drink it. ”
Song Jinxiu said this and picked up the wine glass again.
Princess Kangning: If I didn’t want to kill you, would I bother with you?
Princess Kangning suppressed her anger, smiled, picked up another glass of wine and said, "Okay, I'll have another drink with you."
"That's refreshing," Song Jinxiu raised her glass in a casual manner, clinking it with Princess Kangning's glass, and said with a hearty smile, "Cheers."
The wine glasses clinked together, and the wine in the glasses swayed. Taking this opportunity, Song Jinxiu silently recited "collect" and "release".
Through the power of space, the wine glasses were replaced silently under the nose of Princess Corning.
Princess Corning only felt the wine glass slip and thought it was because she had clinked the glasses too hard.
Humph! How vulgar! A girl has to learn to clink glasses like a stinky man. Why?
She stared intently at the wine in her glass, afraid that the wine in Song Jinxiu's glass would spill out. If even a few drops fell into her own glass, it would be disastrous.
But he never expected that Song Jinxiu even changed the wine glass.
Song Jinxiu picked up the wine glass and drank it, then looked at Princess Kangning with a smile.
Princess Kangning looked at her with disdain, smiled with a hint of success, picked up the wine glass and drank it all.
Then he said with a double meaning: "I'll drink with you and send you on your way, Princess Kangle, please!"
Song Jinxiu smiled and said, "Goodbye."
The Grand Princess's residence was about to clear out the crowd, and the guests had already tactfully left. Song Jinxiu then left the plum garden with Nanny Lin and Su Chuan, followed by a group of lackeys and playboys.
Princess Kangning's eyes were so cold that the maids around her shivered.
Looking at the small figure that strode away, Princess Kangning sneered, "Once you leave the Plum Garden, life and death are determined by fate."
Her own father robbed the princess's mansion? She absolutely couldn't believe it.
But why did he have the stolen items on him? And the other people in the Princess's Mansion, all those pointed out by Song Jinxiu, had dirty hands?
Is it a coincidence? Or is someone deliberately obstructing and framing him?
Princess Kangning was anxious.
My father's crime could be serious or minor, depending on my mother's attitude. But this man has been completely disgraced. How can he stay in the capital from now on? My brothers and sisters are also ashamed.
She is going to marry her cousin and has a father who is a thief. How can she be the future wife of the Duke of Zhenguo?
She waved her hand anxiously, "Hurry, go back to the Prince Consort's Mansion."
However, she had just taken two steps when she felt a surge of irritation in her heart and then spat out a mouthful of blood.
"The county master..."
There was another panic in the plum garden.
Junjun heard that Princess Kangning had suffered a stroke. Her mouth was crooked and her eyes were slanted, making it difficult for her to walk.
Song Jinxiu: "Stroke? Isn't that poisoning?"
Junjun: "It's poisoning. I heard he's taken the antidote. Maybe the poisoning is quite severe."
At Princess Kangning's birthday party, although Song Jinxiu dealt with several people who spoke ill of her mother in a swift and decisive manner, rumors still spread in the capital.
Song Sanzhu worked in a supermarket and was shocked when he heard other people talking.
Finally, the children stopped looking at him coldly and would occasionally give him a share of their delicious food.
He has just enjoyed two days of family happiness. Who is so wicked as to ruin his reputation?
If the children heard this, would they drive away the "bad dad" as they called him, for the sake of their beloved mother?
No, no, no, he doesn't want to go back. Going home and living a lonely life without children would be worse than jumping into the river and drowning!
Song Sanzhu thought about it over and over again, feeling restless. Finally, he came up with a good idea.
He found a monk to exchange his tattered robes for, and then went out with a bald head.
The rumors about Tian Xinghua seemed to be getting more and more intense as if someone was fanning the flames.
However, in the past few days, a monk claimed to be Princess Kangle's biological father. He didn't care about the occasion. Whenever he heard someone talking about Princess Kangle's parents, he would curse with his bald head.
For a while, no one talked about Princess Kangle remarrying anymore, and everyone was talking about her having a monk father.
Song Jinxiu has been busy with the telescope recently.
Astronomical telescopes are made to observe the weather. They are heavy and not suitable for carrying.
She planned to make a small telescope for military reconnaissance.
Therefore, she planned to teach this technology to Song Qinghe's uncles, so that their positions in the Ministry of Industry would be stable, and they might even get promoted.
So when she got busy, she didn't know what was going on at home.
That day, when the court was about to begin, the carriage was stopped by Wei Qidong.
Wei Qidong looked at her helplessly and said, "Did your father become a monk?"
Song Jinxiu was startled, then thought of her biological father, the bald man, and said with a smile: "He was ambushed..."
Wei Qidong quickly said, "I know about his hair."
He even participated in the search and rescue.
"Your father is wearing a monk's robe and cursing people in Yanzhikou Hutong!"
"What?"
Song Jinxiu held her forehead with her hand. No wonder everyone looked at her strangely at the court this morning.