“Sir, you’re quite humorous. Da Hong Pao tea doesn’t grow in the Tianshan Mountains; it’s vultures that grow there.” Xia Guang rolled up his apron, wiped the water off his hands, picked up the teapot, and came to Xiao Guo’s side, whispering, “Eunuch Guo, is there something the princess wants to do for you?”
Xiao Guozi gave him a strange look. "Master Xia, I have something to ask you today: the princess neither paid you nor did she do you any favors. Why have you been lingering in Guanzhou lately?"
"Eunuch Zhu also asked this question. I'll say it again: someone has already paid the money. I take people's money to solve their problems. As for the employer, I'll not tell you." After he finished speaking, he filled a cup of tea for Xiao Guozi. There were no other customers in the teahouse, so he simply sat down opposite Xiao Guozi and poured himself a cup of tea as well.
Xiao Guozi took a sip of tea. "The princess wants to know why the Huo family is paying attention to Jiang Yue, the eldest daughter of the Marquis of Yiguang's mansion, all the major events that have recently happened to Consort Hao, and the whereabouts of Song Tianhe at Hangu Pass."
Xia Guang finished his tea in one gulp. "It will take half a month."
"Can't we buy it?" Upon hearing that half a month was such a long time, Xiao Guozi blurted out this thoughtless question.
Although Xia Guang is the leader of the Borrowing Knife Pavilion, he has the face of a scholar. If you didn't know his true identity, you would definitely think he was a weak scholar who couldn't even kill a chicken.
In addition, she has a delicate appearance, and her smile makes people unconsciously lower their guard.
"You can buy it." The patient man was very understanding and forgiving towards Xiao Guozi.
Embarrassed, Xiao Guozi took the whisk, cupped his hands in farewell, and said, "I will come to pick up the goods in half a month."
Huo Baichuan quickly learned that Zhao Shu had sent Xiao Guozi to find Xia Guang, the head of the Borrowing Knife Pavilion. The chubby boy said anxiously, "This servant said long ago that the Borrowing Knife Pavilion is Young Master Wei's secret force. You didn't believe me, but look, now look what's happened. Princess Jun has Lord Wei's help. What are we going to do?"
Huo Baichuan lay on the chaise lounge, legs crossed, a licorice root dangling from his mouth, and glanced at the chubby boy. "When has this young master ever disbelieved anyone?"
"No, young master, why aren't you in a hurry?" Little Fatty said with a bitter face, feeling extremely troubled by his master's inability to distinguish the important points.
"It's about the master's business. With Lord Wei's help, the princess's chances of winning are much greater, young master," the chubby boy said anxiously.
Huo Baichuan sat up and pulled out the licorice root. "Why is Wei Tingsi helping the young princess?"
"Of course! It's admiration. The princess is so cute and intelligent; Lord Wei must have admired her for a long time." The chubby boy blushed deeply, utterly embarrassed. He was still a virgin...
Huo Baichuan threw licorice in his face. "Aimu, what are you thinking? You're such a tiny little thing, Aimu... Ha."
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