"It's easy. Your Highness can find some songs you like when you have nothing to do. If you practice more, you will soon find a song that suits you."

"But...how do I solve the vocal problem? I don't know how." Zhao Kai really wanted Zhang Shixun to help him, but he couldn't open his mouth.

Madam Feng burst out laughing and pointed at Zhang Shixun with her orchid finger. "With a music master like Mr. Zhang here, Your Highness is still worried about this matter?"

Prince Yun smiled awkwardly and said, "Am I not embarrassed?"

Zhang Shixun and the two girls laughed together.

This guy is as narrow-minded, thin-skinned and vain as his father.

Zhang Shixun was most reluctant to deal with such people, and the reason was simple - it was too much trouble.

They have a respected status and cannot let go of it.

When dealing with them, you must always consider their face. If you are not careful in what you say, you may hurt their self-esteem.

"Your Highness, if you really like singing, let's find time to communicate with each other later." Zhang Shixun gave him a dessert to soothe his fragile heart.

"Of course I like to sing." Prince Yun was overjoyed when he heard this, but then his face darkened. "With my status and position, I can only hum a few lines at home. If I sing in public, it will be a disaster. The censors will drown me in impeachment memorials."

After dinner, Zhang Shixun went to Wang Dong again and gave him his PDA to charge.

"Ask Bai Wuchang to help charge it once more. Whether it snows or not tomorrow, we will go back to the city."

Wang Dong took the computer expressionlessly and said, "You can't always spoil women. If you are too nice to them, you will suffer in the future."

Zhang Shixun retorted: "It depends on what kind of woman she is. A good woman will not be arrogant because of her favor."

"It's up to you. If you get into trouble in the future, don't blame me for not warning you."

Zhang Shixun nodded. "Thanks for the reminder. I'll keep that in mind... By the way, how did they react when you took Prince Yun to the workshop?"

"These people's IQ is even lower than yours. They were completely stunned by my tricks."

"Fooling?" Zhang Shixun was puzzled. "I remember you never liked interacting with people. You spoke in a harsh, unpleasant way. When did you learn to fool people?"

"It wasn't really a scam. I just described a bright future for them and gave each of them a bottle of Gao Lao Zhuang Tou Qu, and they were so excited that they were bubbling with excitement."

"Why only one bottle? It's a little too little."

“It’s quite a bit, and they are very satisfied.”

"How satisfied?"

"So satisfied that he even forgot who his biological father was."

"Isn't that an exaggeration? It's just a bottle of wine. They can't forget their biological father, right?"

Wang Dong didn't answer, but turned around, took a bottle of wine from the bookshelf and handed it to him.

Zhang Shixun took it and looked at it. The wine bottle was translucent emerald green, looking like the frosted glass of later generations. There was also a trademark on the bottle, and the big words "Gaolaozhuang Special Brew" were very eye-catching.

"Damn! This logo is way too trendy... huh? What's that rake-like thing on it? I don't understand."

"Idiot question." Wang Dong rolled his eyes and asked, "What's my name, Zhuangzi?"

"Gao Laozhuang."

"Since it's called Gao Lao Zhuang, the rake used by Zhu Bajie is the best logo."

"That makes sense." Zhang Shixun pretended to look at the trademark again and said, "Wang Dong, you need to think carefully. Using this thing as a trademark proves that you are Zhu Bajie."

"I am the owner of the manor, at most I am Zhu Bajie's father-in-law."

"No! Zhu Bajie's father-in-law is Grandpa Gao, but your last name is Wang. Could it be that you have a special liking for the surname 'Gao' and changed it to Gao?"

"Get out! Get out of here!" Wang Dong grabbed the brush on the desk and threw it at him. "You bastard, you have nothing to do after eating, so you come here to make fun of me, right?"

Zhang Shixun laughed heartily and fled out of the study.

It is a very pleasant thing to tease Wang Dong when you have nothing to do.

When he returned to his main hall, Prince Yun and his companions were already sitting at the mahjong table.

Seeing Zhang Shixun come in, Yun Wangchao smiled at him and said, "Shixun, mahjong is really a good thing. It can kill time and sharpen your mind. When I return to the city, I will immediately recommend it to my father. He will definitely like it."

"The government will definitely like it."

It would be strange if he didn't like it. As the number one player in the Song Dynasty, Zhao Ji had basically zero resistance to anything fun.

"Shixun, let me discuss something. Can you lend me this set of mahjong tiles for a few days? I want to copy them and make another set. How do you think?"

"Since Your Highness has asked for it, it's okay to give it to you." Zhang Shixun agreed readily. This was originally tailor-made for Zhao Ji, which is called catering to his preferences.

Prince Yun was delighted. "Great! I'll present it to my father. He'll definitely like it."

"Haha! The emperor rewarded me with five maids on New Year's Day, and I was worried about how to repay him. Since Your Highness thinks the emperor would like it, then I will present the mahjong tiles to His Majesty."

With a loud "bang!", Zhao Kai slammed a card on the table. "Self-draw! Pair, pair, win! Hahahahaha...! It really is like being in a good mood."

Zhang Hu pushed his cards aside, puffed his beard, and glared, "Hey, Shixun, could you please shut up? Haven't you heard that a true gentleman watches chess without saying a word?"

"Old bastard, I just had a few words with Prince Yun, I didn't give him any advice."

Zhang Shixun retorted, "Since you've spoken rudely, don't blame others for fighting back." "This is mahjong, not chess. The Taoist priest may have misunderstood the rules of mahjong. Mahjong is played for excitement and exhilaration. Otherwise, why four people instead of two?"

Zhang Hu pointed at his hair and said, "My hair is already gray. You can call me a straggler, but you've been standing there nagging me, making me upset and distracted. I can't concentrate on playing cards."

Prince Yun smiled and reminded him, "Mr. Tongyuan, you should control your anger to nourish your liver, and worry less to nourish your temper."

"Bullshit..." Zhang Hu wanted to say "bullshit", but when he thought about the person he was facing, he forced himself to swallow the last word. "Your Highness, I lost money, and I can't keep my temper anymore."

Gao Yanei said impatiently: "Old Taoist, stop nagging. I lost so much that I almost took off my pants, but I didn't blame the heaven or the earth like you do. When you lose like me, you won't have any temper at all."

He Ji Ze stacked the cards silently. The small basket under his feet was almost full of silver. It seemed that he was the winner.

Zhang Shixun didn't want to stay here any longer, so he walked out, saying, "Master, let me warn you. If you don't bring the money to sign the contract in the next few days, I can't guarantee that it won't be snatched away by others. There are too many jealous people."

"You don't need to remind me, I have already sent people back to collect gold and silver, and they will probably be here in the evening."