Hearing that Xu Lanyin wanted to open a teahouse here, Chai Jun smiled and said, "That's wonderful. The Fourth Prince really likes Xinyun Teahouse and has mentioned Miss Xu several times, clamoring to go play chess with Sister Xu again. The Emperor, the Queen Mother, and the King of Wu all disagreed, and even blamed me for bringing the Fourth Prince to Ningzhou Prefecture. He's really lost his mind."
Xu Lanyin smiled. She didn't expect that the child still remembered her.
Chai Jun added, "If Miss Xu is willing, I would like to invest in the teahouse. I can bring the Fourth Prince here occasionally in the future. I am a shareholder of the teahouse, and the Queen Mother will be relieved."
He made this suggestion not because of his interest in the two shares, but because he wanted to help Xu Lanyin. If the teahouse business was as prosperous as Ningzhou Prefecture, someone would definitely cause trouble. Xu Qingyan was just a guard at the palace, and there were many wealthy families he couldn't afford to offend.
Xu Lanyin was of course more than willing to do so, knowing that it was Chai Jun who wanted to help her. With Chai Jun's involvement, not only would he be able to attract the Fourth Prince, but those hooligans wouldn't dare to bother the teahouse either. He would also be able to attract more customers, and his servants would be able to help during the preparation period. Furthermore, his relationship with the Chai family would be even closer...
In short, there are many benefits.
She smiled and said, "If Lord Chai is interested, that would be great."
What she meant was that the Chai family didn't need to pay out any money, she could just give them shares directly. Chai Jun was grateful to Xu Lanyin for wanting to help her, so he waved his hand to thank her for her kindness and said that he would pay whatever amount was due, as he didn't lack that little money.
The two agreed that after Wang Sanni came to the capital, he would send two people over to help build the Xinyue Teahouse in the capital.
The weight of the burden on Xu Lanyin's heart finally fell. No matter how capable Wang Sanni was, she was only fifteen years old and unfamiliar with the capital. With the help of the servants of the Princess's Mansion, many problems were easily solved.
Xu Lanyin felt that this cousin was a really good person, so how could he have such a bad relative like Chai Zhengguan.
After seeing Chai Jun off, Xu Lanyin took people to the shops and bought a lot of things to take back home, most of which were asked by Xu Qingyan.
A total of more than three hundred taels of silver were spent. After returning, Xu Lanyan forced the silver on Xu Lanyin.
That evening, there were thunder and lightning, and a heavy rain was about to pour down. Zhao Wu finally rushed back to Jingsiyuan from the Zhao family courtyard.
As soon as he entered the gate of Jingsi Temple, big raindrops began to fall.
He had just sat down and said a few words to Wen Zhuofeng when one of Zhou Zijun's servants came in and said, "My Third Master invites Master Zhao to have a drink."
Zhao Wuben thanked the Zhou family for their help to Wen Zhuofeng, and also wanted to discuss the next arrangements for Wen Zhuofeng, so he went there very happily.
He was wearing a long robe with a round collar and arrow sleeves, a wide green belt around his waist, a jade hairpin in his hair, and holding a brown oil-paper umbrella. He hurried into the courtyard.
A beautiful, slender figure emerged from the upper room. It was a beautiful girl, wearing an ice-blue blouse embroidered with lotus flowers and a moon-white long gauze skirt. A maid held a green, patterned oil-paper umbrella for her.
The two missed each other, but even in the mist, Zhao Wu could smell the faint fragrance passing by, and saw her bold gaze looking towards him.
Zhao Wu frowned, then relaxed and walked up the stairs.
Zhou Zijun came out, his embarrassed look flashing across his face as he said with a smile, "I've been wanting to invite Brother Zhao over for a drink for a while now. The food and wine are ready. Let's get drunk together today."
Zhao Wu handed the umbrella to the servant, cupped his fists and said with a smile, "I've been wanting to have a good reunion with Brother Zhou San for a long time."
The two men entered the house and the servants served wine and food. Zhao Wuxian toasted Zhou Zijun three times to thank the Zhou family and Zhou Zijun for their great help to Wen Zhuofeng.
Zhou Zijun smiled and said, "Brother Zhao, you're too kind. My grandfather has always said that you are a rare talent. It's all thanks to you that we were able to successfully rescue Uncle Xu. I had no choice but to suppress you this time. Calm down and work hard. You will have a bright future."
The two exchanged a few polite words, and Zhou Zijun continued, "Brother Zhao, did you see that girl just now? She is my third sister, Zhou Zimei."
Zhou Zijun was deeply displeased. He had no idea where this third sister had heard that Zhao Wu was coming to his place for a drink, yet she had actually come in the rain to borrow his book. She certainly wasn't doing this to meet Zhao Wu, but to leave a bad impression on him. She looked down on this poor boy, an eighth-rank official...
However, no matter whether she likes him or not, he has to do it since his father asked him to do it. If Zhao Wu really likes her, she will have to marry him even if she doesn't want to.
However, since both parties had met, Zhou Zijun had to admit that the girl was the cousin he wanted to tell Zhao Wu about.
Zhao Wu was a former constable, and his professional sensitivity meant he was always observant of everything around him. Of course, he saw that the girl was beautiful, saw her eyes, and smelled her delicate fragrance. But he couldn't say he had noticed the girl, so he smiled and said, "I did see a girl passing by."
Zhou Zijun sighed again, "She's my third uncle's eldest daughter, eighteen years old this year. She's a pitiful person. A month before she was to marry, her fiancé suddenly fell ill and died."
Zhao Wu was in no position to comment, so he could only nod to indicate that he was listening. He only knew that Zhou Qinghan, the old man on Zhou San, was a prefectural official in Shaanxi, but he had no idea how many sons and daughters he had.
Zhou Zijun continued to talk about Zhou Zimei, who was gentle and talented, and how his grandfather loved her...
Zhao Wucai understood that this was a matchmaking between him and Zhou Zimei.
Back when he was the fourth son of the Wen family, he never dared to dream of marrying the granddaughter of Grand Tutor Zhou. But now, for a poor boy like him to marry the daughter of the Zhou family, it seemed like soaring from the ground to the sky.
However, Zhao Wu hadn't considered marrying yet. He wasn't interested in marrying a daughter of the Zhou family, let alone a princess. He also thought, "That Miss Zhou is so shameless, actually brazenly approaching him by chance." A woman like that was definitely not something he could marry... Wait, why did this scene feel so reminiscent of the pranks he'd played on Wen Yan as a kid?
She looked down on me and was deliberately making fun of me. Humph, did you really think I could be attracted to her? In terms of looks, intelligence, and character, she was a million miles behind the ever-blooming Sister Lan Yin. And yet she had the nerve to show off in front of me.
Zhao Wu was extremely unhappy in his heart, but he did not show it on his face. He listened to Zhou Zijun praising all the good things about Zhou Zimei.
After Zhou Zijun finished speaking, he looked at Zhao Wu meaningfully.
Zhao Wusi seemed to have listened to the bird calls for a while, but didn't respond. He smiled and changed the subject abruptly. "Old Grand Tutor, Lord Zhou, and Zhou San have helped my eldest brother a lot. If there is any problem in the future, Zhao will go to the fire and water and die for them."
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