The entrance to Zuixianlou was bustling with activity, with cars and people constantly passing by.
"Chenxi, do you think the Jiang family might attempt an assassination at the restaurant? It's crowded and noisy, perfect for a sneak attack," Ye Jingchen asked, observing Zuixianlou.
"It's unlikely," Chenxi said.
"Why?" Ye Jingchen asked, puzzled.
"Zui Xian Lou is a business owned by the Jiang family, so we need to avoid any appearance of impropriety."
"Such a large and successful restaurant isn't even owned by the royal family. Father Emperor is no good!" Ye Jingchen exclaimed.
"Cough!" Chenxi coughed deliberately.
"It's alright, even if I said this to Father Emperor's face, he wouldn't be angry," Ye Jingchen said nonchalantly.
However, after saying that, he leaned closer to the little stand-in who wished he could shrink into the gap between the carriage and gouge out his own ears, "But if anyone is so ignorant as to use these words to sow discord between me and his son, he will definitely kill that person!"
Looking at Ye Jingchen's smiling face, the stand-in shivered and stammered, "Your Highness, I...I didn't hear anything."
"Just kidding. Go back to the palace honestly. We don't need you today." Ye Jingchen waved at him and stood up.
Chenxi got up before him and lifted a corner of the carriage curtain.
Ye Jingchen got off the carriage, and Yun Shu, Wu Zemin, and Gu Beichen also got off the carriage behind him.
Although the presence of four carriages parked at the entrance of Zuixianlou was not particularly eye-catching, the fact that all four carriages were luxurious and three of them had very obvious markings made them quite noticeable.
The manager of Zuixianlou saw this scene from inside and hurriedly ran out to greet them.
When he saw the four children, including Ye Jingchen, the wrinkles on his face deepened with his smile.
"Young masters, please come to the private room upstairs! Quickly, get your cars to the carriage shop!"
A quick-thinking waiter immediately came forward to lead the coachman to where the carriage was parked, while the manager personally led Ye Jingchen and his group to a private room upstairs.
The three of them went to the palace every day to accompany the students. In fact, they were all accompanied by servants, but the servants did not enter the palace; they waited outside the Donghua Gate with the coachman.
However, since they were not in the palace, their respective servants were following them.
The Drunken Immortal Pavilion was crowded and noisy, so they dared not disobey.
Ye Jingchen walked at the front of the group, with Chen Xi following beside him. Behind them were two lecturers and Yun Shu and two others. Their servants also followed their respective young masters. At the very back were four disguised Eastern Palace guards.
After Ye Jingchen chose a private room, four guards of the Eastern Palace stood guard at the door, two on the outside and two on the inside, like four door gods.
Seeing this scene, the shopkeeper guessed Ye Jingchen's identity and dared not be negligent. He personally served him the dishes and went to the kitchen to supervise.
Zuixianlou is making a fortune every day. If these young masters get sick from eating here, especially the one in the lead, then the restaurant's glory will come to an end.
If such a thing really happens, the head of the family will tear him to pieces!
Ye Jingchen was unaware of the restaurant owner's thought process. He only knew that the dishes were served quickly, the owner was very hospitable and personally served the dishes, and did not allow anyone other than him into the private room, which showed that he was very tactful.
"After we finish eating, let's go to the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion to visit Xie Chang'an. He's been on leave for three days, it's time to go see him," Ye Jingchen said as he picked up his chopsticks.
"Your Highness, not speaking while eating or sleeping is also a very important etiquette!" the etiquette instructor reminded him.
"Your Highness, didn't you say you left the palace to study?" This was the question asked by the lecturer who taught numerology.
"Your Highness, it is extremely inappropriate to visit a sick person after noon; it is a serious taboo!" This was said by the instructor who taught etiquette.
"First of all, this is not an important occasion, and I hereby grant that everyone refrain from following this rule of etiquette and may act as you please!"
"Secondly, we're not going to the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion to visit him in his illness; we're just going to see Xie Chang'an. That shouldn't be considered taboo, right?"
After all, Xie Chang'an wasn't sick to begin with.
"Third, although we eat here, it won't interfere with our studies."
Ye Jingchen refuted them one by one.
He chose a private room with the best view, overlooking the first floor. However, he didn't test the lecturer's patience; instead, he waited until everyone had finished eating before letting the lecturer begin the so-called live teaching.
The two lecturers: ...
What will they teach? What will they learn? Who are they? Where are they?
Ye Jingchen instructed one of the palace guards to summon the restaurant manager and bring them their bill for the day.
After he paid the bill himself, he dismissed the shopkeeper, but left the bill behind.
He handed the bill to the numerology instructor and simply said one word: "Teach".
His original plan was to personally teach Ye Jinghe and Yun Shu while they were shopping, and also let these young masters who knew nothing of the hardships of life learn about the prices in the capital and get to know the five grains, firewood, oil, and salt. But unfortunately, these plans have to be put on hold for now.
After all, he didn't know if the Jiang family would make a move, or when. It was too dangerous on the street, and innocent people could easily be hurt, so he decided not to give the Jiang family that opportunity.
Holding the bill, the lecturer hesitated, wanting to say something but then stopping himself.
"The reason we study numerology is precisely because it can be used in every aspect of life. Does the numerology in your mind only involve calculating national affairs such as land tax revenue and treasury income?" Ye Jingchen questioned bluntly.
He doesn't need a rigid lecturer who only talks about textbook knowledge. If this lecturer is inflexible and doesn't think things through, he will ask the emperor to find them a different lecturer.
He wouldn't just read books by rote, nor would he allow his brothers and favored ministers to do the same, thus limiting their thinking.
Fortunately, after staring at the bill for a long time, the lecturer finally came up with some ideas for his lecture and began to explain, albeit haltingly, under Ye Jingchen's watchful eye.
How much does each dish cost? How many dishes were on their table in total? And how was the total cost of the meal determined?
This time, even Yun Shu listened with great interest.
After all, they were the ones who ate the food, and they watched as His Highness the Crown Prince paid for it. The feeling of being personally involved was simply different.
As the lecturer spoke, he found his rhythm and began to talk fluently, extending the discussion from simple addition and subtraction to multiplication and division.
Ye Jingchen interrupted him after he finished explaining addition and subtraction.
Mathematics is infinitely mysterious. If he were to keep talking, it would take days and nights, and they wouldn't have enough time. There will be plenty of opportunities in the future.
After he finished speaking, it was the turn of the etiquette instructor.
Ye Jingchen didn't make things difficult for him, but instead made him stand in front of the carved window, looking at the crowd of diners on the first floor.
"Sir, among all living beings, where is there no propriety?"
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