Zhou Huaichuan sneered: "Why don't you become the master?"
Yun Zheng immediately shut his mouth, not daring to do anything rash.
The information about Su Shi, the second young master of the Duke's mansion, was delivered the next day by the female bodyguard, Yun Gui.
"Su Shi, eighteen years old... likes Cuju (ancient Chinese football), horseback riding and archery, is skilled at playing the zither, likes to wear royal blue clothes, and often has a drink with his friends at Babaozhai. Wow, Miss, this young master Su is very rich."
Babaozhai is the most expensive restaurant in the entire capital; a simple pastry costs ten taels of silver.
Chu Xinxin lay half-dead in the rocking chair and ordered her to continue reading.
Haitang was displeased: "Miss, what's the use of just reading it? You don't even open your eyes to look at Young Master Su's portrait."
Chu Xinxin refused. With this artist's skills, it would be better to have the system give her a real-time projection.
The system, as if telepathically understanding, replied: "Sister, look, this is that Young Master Su."
Chu Xinxin then reluctantly glanced at him. Su Shi was dressed in brocade robes and had a handsome face, looking every bit the elegant young master from a noble family.
"It's a good-looking one."
Chu Xinxin commented.
Haitang immediately became excited: "Right? I said he's handsome! Handsome and rich, and I've heard that Young Master Su is very gentle."
Fearing that Chu Xinxin wouldn't believe her, Haitang rattled off all the gossip she had heard, one by one.
After saying that, he covered his mouth with his hand and whispered in Chu Xinxin's ear, "Much better than the fierce Prince An."
Yun Gui, standing to the side: ......
Those who practice martial arts have sharp hearing and eyesight.
Chu Xinxin seemed to have suddenly realized something: "Then what kind of woman does Young Master Su like?"
Haitang: "It says here... that he admires those who are skilled at playing the zither! He also once said that women are most delicate and charming when they wear apricot color."
"I don't think I have any apricot-colored dresses in my wardrobe. Let's go out and buy some!"
Chu Xinxin picked up her purse and, with Haitang in tow, tried to go out again.
Only when he reached the door did he remember that Yun Gui was still there, and he casually said, "Please thank your master for me. Please ask him to introduce me to Young Master Su at the Spring Festival Banquet."
Yun Gui was just a heartless bodyguard, and she reported every word Chu Xinxin said to Zhou Huaichuan.
Zhou Huaichuan said calmly, "I understand."
After Yun Gui left, Yun Zheng came in, and he asked Yun Zheng, "Who is the fiercest person in our manor?"
Yun Zheng looked completely bewildered: "Everyone in our household is very nice..."
Zhou Huaichuan frowned slightly, indicating his dissatisfaction.
Yun Zheng understood; every general surely wants others to perceive him as fierce.
He immediately changed his tune: "However, I heard from the maids in the manor that you, Master, are the fiercest. They tremble at the sight of you from afar and can't even muster the will to resist. They don't understand that on the battlefield, someone like you can stop a child from crying..."
As Yun Zheng was speaking, he suddenly realized that his master was staring at him intently.
The sense of crisis trained on the battlefield spurred Yun Zheng to launch a desperate counterattack: "By the way, Master, Miss Chu went to Chang Le Fang again."
Chang Le Fang.
Today, Liu Xin prepared five or six new ways to play, but no matter what he played, he won less and lost more.
And over several days, Liu Xin lost no less than a million gold coins.
Liu Xin suspected that Chu Xinxin was cheating, but no matter how he observed or guarded against her, Chu Xinxin would still win even when she sat half an arm's length away from the table.
She didn't retire, so Liu Xin did.
The result was the same: more losses than wins.
Liu Xin's incredulous, bloodshot eyes gradually filled with madness: "Chu Xinxin, what methods did you use!"
"Cousin, is it so hard to admit you're not as skilled as others?"
Liu Xin felt his blood surging uncontrollably.
He only realized how much he had lost after he had run out of chips on the table.
"Thank you for your generosity, Cousin Prince. That's all for today. Xin Xin will head back now."
Chu Xinxin and Haitang were about to leave.
Liu Xin's voice, barely containing his anger, rang out: "Wait!"
"Does Cousin Crown Prince have any other important matters to attend to?"
Liu Xin slowly walked behind Chu Xinxin, almost touching her, the two of them very close.
Chu Xinxin could even smell the cold, decaying odor emanating from him.
Liu Xin's breath sprayed onto the back of her neck, raising small goosebumps.
He murmured softly, like a lover's whisper: "So what if you win? As long as you walk out this door today, disheveled..."
"At that time, a small sedan chair will be carried into the Prince of Huainan's mansion..."
"Cousin, even if Prime Minister Chu doesn't care about you, do you think you can escape my grasp?"
As Liu Xin spoke, he actually began to imagine things.
This woman is incredibly resourceful. If he could use her, wouldn't Chang Le Fang become an inexhaustible treasure trove for him?!
Liu Xin's eyes burned with desire, and he raised his hand to tear open Chu Xinxin's clothes.
Chu Xinxin burst out laughing: "Cousin, do you think that with my face... if I went out and said you were trying to force me, how many people on the street would believe me?"
Chu Xinxin turned her head and removed her veil.
The deep furrows on her skin, resembling those of an old woman, made even a villain like Liu Xin take a step back.
Chu Xinxin leaned forward instead, her voice seemingly possessing a touch of magic: "Cousin, I know you're unwilling to accept this, how about we play a big game?"
Liu Xin subconsciously replied, "What's big?"
"race."
Horse racing is similar to cockfighting.
Participants go to the racecourse and randomly choose a horse; the one who can reach the finish line in the shortest time wins.
Liu Xin snapped out of his daze and scoffed, "Why would I bother with all that? If I kill you now, all your silver notes will be mine anyway..."
“Killing my cousin, the crown prince, will only get me what I have today; what I had in the past, I gave to my uncle long ago.”
Chu Xinxin slowly took out a long, narrow object from her sleeve: "Cousin, I want to leave, and there's really no one who can stop me."
"A musket!" Liu Xin tried to grab it, but Chu Xinxin pointed the black muzzle at him: "Young Master Cousin, don't move. If I get scared, I might press the switch and that won't be good."
Liu Xin stopped in his tracks, his face ashen.
Chu Xinxin: "Cousin, shall we meet up tomorrow? If you win, I'll give you all the money I won from you, as well as this musket."
Liu Xin clenched his fists behind his back: "What do you want?"
"As for me, I think Chang Le Fang is pretty good."
"This amount of leverage isn't enough to win Chang Le Fang."
Chu Xinxin: "It's alright, I still have five muskets..."
Liu Xin wanted to negotiate the price, but Chu Xinxin said, "Cousin, don't be too greedy. There are many casinos in the capital, including Chang Le Fang."
"make a deal."
"Okay, it's settled then."
Chu Xinxin successfully left Chang Le Fang.
Haitang's eyes were filled with admiration: "Miss, you are so amazing! I'm no longer afraid to walk through alleys!"
Chu Xinxin: "Be good, go back and cook me some wontons."
"good!"
The two returned to the Prime Minister's residence happily, completely unaware that several men with scars on their faces were following behind them.
"Boss, those two young women have bulging waists, they must have hidden a lot of money."
"I never expected to run into such a fat sheep when we come to the city!"
"Go, brothers!"
The man touched the knife at his waist and tried to rush forward to rob the place, but he was stopped halfway by a row of private guards.
The woman in the lead drew her sword with a sharp, white blade that gleamed brightly.
The woman had a badge with the character "安" (An) hanging from her waist. She pointed the tip of her sword at the men and coldly said, "Get lost!"
The scarred men could only watch helplessly as the two silver notes—or rather, the two men—walked away.
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