As soon as these words were spoken, the surroundings suddenly became quiet.

After the silence, there was a muffled hiss.

"Don't you even look at where it is?"

"You don't want to go back alive today."

Everyone was warning in low voices, and although they were in low voices, there was a burst of excitement. The guards not far away glanced over coldly, and then everyone fell silent.

The bell in the palace rang at this time, and the palace gate slowly opened. The scholars who were chatting idly suddenly fell silent, lined up, and walked inside at the signal of the officials in front of the gate.

All the successful candidates entered the palace. The results of the palace examination would not be announced until tomorrow, so the crowds that had watched the examination began to speculate and discuss who would be the number one scholar and then dispersed.

However, the discussion was still mixed with the same strange words as before.

"You just mentioned the betrothal gift..."

“…it really belongs to Prince Yan…”

"…How is that possible? Who would Prince Yan give the betrothal gift to…"

Prince Yan? Dowry? What are they talking about?

Many outsiders couldn't understand and thought the people in Beijing were really strange. When they left these idle people and walked onto the street, it was already bright. The capital city was bustling with flowers in spring, and the restaurants and teahouses had also opened early.

"...It is absolutely true, it was done by Prince Yan... I saw it with my own eyes..."

The stranger who had just sat down in the teahouse to rest heard these strange words again.

What's going on? Why is everyone talking about Prince Yan? Is this a unique festival in March in Beijing?

"Who is Prince Yan talking about?" the outsider could no longer help asking.

The people at the next table turned their heads.

"Do you know the Royal Guard?" one whispered.

With this specific reference to outsiders, it will become clear that everyone knows the Prince Yan in the underworld, and everyone also knows the Prince Yan in the world of the living.

That person is naturally Lu Qianhu of Jinyiwei.

But didn't Lu Qianhu marry Princess Jiuli? Why did he have to pay a betrothal gift again? To whom was he paying the betrothal gift?

Hearing this question, the person at the neighboring table looked a little angry.

"That's not a betrothal gift, that's bullying," he said. "Bullying Miss Jun."

Miss Jun?

Although there are many people with the surname Jun in the world, outsiders do not hesitate at all when they hear this name.

"Miss Jun from Jiulingtang?" he said.

As the spread of vaccination spread, Miss Jiulingtangjun's name has become deeply rooted in people's hearts.

He is a miracle doctor who saves people from suffering. How can he be associated with Lu Qianhu, who takes people's lives? This is not only bullying, it is an insult.

"This is ridiculous." The outsider said angrily.

It was rumored that Lu Qianhu was becoming more and more licentious and immoral. He would not let go of any woman he liked, no matter if she was a virgin or a prostitute, or even other people's wives or concubines.

Unexpectedly, he became more and more courageous and even coveted Miss Jun.

But someone on the other side coughed lightly.

"But you can't say for sure about this kind of thing," he said.

Everyone around him looked at him.

"Why can't you tell?" Someone asked unhappily, "Can Miss Jun be interested in that kind of person?"

The man who had spoken earlier waved his hand.

"Hey, you can't say that. Sometimes, things between men and women are unreasonable." He said, "Don't forget that Miss Jun and Lu Qianhu have always had some interactions, and their relationship is quite interesting."

interesting?

The people present looked a little strange.

It's interesting to talk about the fun between a man and a woman.

"In fact, we didn't know each other until we fought."

"Later, Miss Jun saved Prince Huai, and Lu Qianhu and Princess Jiuli were very grateful."

"When I was treating acne, Lu Qianhu also brought people to accompany me personally."

This is indeed true, but why does it sound a bit strange? The people in the teahouse have complicated expressions.

"So who knows whether they are in love with each other?" the man added, squinting his eyes.

This made the people around him suddenly angry.

"You're talking nonsense." He said, "Miss Jun wouldn't fall for that kind of guy."

The man also glared.

"That kind of person? What kind of person?" he said, narrowing his eyes.

What kind of person? The kind who kills without blinking an eye, cheats and deceives people without hesitation, and does not spare the elderly or children. They are not human beings...

But no one dared to say this.

Seeing everyone's silence, the person who had been there before smiled and took a sip of the tea on the table.

"What's wrong with that kind of person? She is rich, powerful, and beautiful, and she has a princess at home. The princess treats her as a benefactor. This is not considered bullying, right?" he said.

The people next to him stared at him for a long time.

"Anyway, Miss Jun will definitely not agree to it," he said. "If Miss Jun doesn't agree, then that's bullying."

"How do you know Miss Jun doesn't want to?" the previous person immediately retorted.

As they were arguing, someone sighed.

“Look!”

What are you looking at? Everyone looked outside and saw a car speeding past on the street, piled high with gift boxes, and four or five guys following the car aggressively.

"Is this a betrothal gift or a fight?" the outsider asked.

The items in the car were of betrothal standard, and the specification was not low. However, judging from the expressions of the attendants beside the car, they did not look happy at all.

The people around him were excited.

"See? See? Miss Jun threw the betrothal gift back again."

"I just told you Miss Jun doesn't want to do it at all."

The person who had come before him put down his tea bowl and looked over, his eyes rolling.

"Maybe they are not dissatisfied with the people, but the treatment?" he said, "Otherwise, you can see that Lu Qianhu's family has been thrown back twice for betrothal gifts, but they still haven't stopped, but have continuously increased the specifications of the betrothal gifts."

With a loud bang, the person standing in front couldn't help but punch the man.

"If you say you are bullying others, then you are bullying others. I tell you to bully others, and I tell you to bully others. That's nonsense!" he cursed.

The man was hit unexpectedly and sat on the ground, and immediately screamed.

"How do you hit someone?"

The man with his fist raised didn't stop and threw out a punch with all his might.

"I'm going to hit you, and stop you from talking nonsense." He shouted and punched again.

The teahouse suddenly fell into chaos.

Compared to the discussions and chaos outside, Jiuling Hall was still quiet, except that Shopkeeper Liu seemed a little restless in his chair.

"This is really a futile fight." He said, changing his posture and putting down the tea he had picked up. "I sent it back and back again. I threw it in front of his door and said bad things to him, but he didn't react. Now the discussions on the street are getting more and more weird. He has clearly shown that he is a malicious person."

"If you want to hate me, then hate me. If you want to talk about me, then talk about me. Who is afraid of who?" Fang Jinxiu said, "What kind of hate is this? The women in our Fang family have suffered a lot of hate. If this could make us hate us, we wouldn't be alive today."

Yes, the male members of Deshengchang died one after another, their descendants were cursed, Old Mrs. Fang broke off all ties with her husband's and father's families, a group of women supported the family business, and the girls were not even approached for marriage, so naturally there were a lot of malicious words.

Shopkeeper Liu smiled.

"Of course I'm not afraid," he said, "I just think it's unfair."

"It doesn't matter." Fang Jinxiu said, "Anyway, we are still living well."

Chen Qi walked in from outside.

"It's quite fast this time." said the shopkeeper Liu.

Chen Qi waved his hands.

"Next time it will be faster." He said, sitting down and drinking his tea. "I am really impressed. Do you know? Someone got into a fight in a restaurant because of discussing this matter. The person who was beaten ran to the Beizhen Fusi to report the person who beat him and cursed Lu Qianhu."

Shopkeeper Liu cried out and sat up straight.

Curse Lu Qianhu! These people from the Jinyiwei will not let him off.

This person is really implicated.

Chen Qi waved his hands.

"Don't worry, no one has been arrested." He said, motioning Fang Jinxiu to pour more tea.

Fang Jinxiu glanced at him and still stood up to pour him some tea.

Chen Qi picked it up and drank it all in one gulp again.

"Not only did the Royal Guard not arrest the person who cursed, but they also scolded the person who complained," he said. "The words they spoke were so righteous that they were almost inhumane."

"Isn't it a little late to put on a good image now?" Fang Jinxiu said, "What's the point?"

Shopkeeper Liu gave a wry smile.

"This is not about pretending to be good, this is about pretending to be affectionate," he said.

No matter how you, Miss Jun, make trouble, he never gets anxious, angry, or annoyed. Even when they argue with you, no matter how you scold him, he never gets anxious, angry, or annoyed.

Let the people know that everything is for you.

Chen Qi reached out and rubbed his face.

"This guy is so shameless," he said.