Sanqiao still refused, saying that she was worried about Hua Fushu going alone. Guan Yu and Hua Fushu both laughed.
Hua Fushu said, "I, your daughter, am very capable. Who dares to bully me? Go with Guan Yu quickly. Qin Youran is still waiting for you to save her."
Sanqiao finally agreed to go with Guan Yu to the Prince of Qin's Mansion. The three of them left Sifang Pavilion. Sanqiao and Guan Yu went to the Prince of Qin's Mansion, while Hua Fushu went to the Shangshu Ling Mansion.
When they arrived at the Shangshu Ling's residence, they were told by the people there that Lu Tianyun had gone to the temple to burn incense and was not at home.
Hua Fushu had no choice but to leave, thinking of going back to Sifang Pavilion to continue drinking tea and listening to books, but she felt bored being alone, so she wandered around the street, looking at fabrics, jewelry, and small items, but she found nothing that satisfied her.
Passing by the Da San Yuan gambling house, I saw that it was packed with people, shouting and joking, it was very lively.
Her heart warmed, thinking that she had always had good luck in gambling. She weighed the purse in her hand and went into the gambling house.
Ye Songyan looked at the pink-shirted girl entering the gambling house from afar and thought she looked a bit like Hua Fushu, but he couldn't be sure. The girl beside him saw that he was lost in thought and asked, "Fourth Young Master, what are you looking at?"
Ye Songyan came back to his senses and talked to the girl, "It's just that the back of her looks like my sister. She went to the Hu family today. Maybe I saw it wrongly."
The girl was about sixteen or seventeen years old, waving a round fan with a yellow jade handle embroidered with scarlet silk and a broken peony branch playing with two butterflies. She had fair skin and a beautiful face, and was extremely delicate. Her eyes were bright under her thin eyebrows. She was truly beautiful and beyond description. Her charming smile was like a blooming peony.
Her name was Yurong, and she was the eldest daughter of the Qinghe Palace. Her father was the most powerful prince, and her mother also came from a prominent family.
She met Ye Songyan by chance. She had seen him at a ball game with Princess Anguo before and played polo together, so they knew each other. She then made an appointment to go to Sifang Pavilion for tea.
Seeing the girl's smile, Ye Songyan smiled faintly and said, "Princess, let's go."
Yu Rong nodded, and the two of them went to Sifang Pavilion.
Sifang Pavilion usually has many guests, and there were many today as well. The first floor was already full of guests. The waiter invited the two of them upstairs. Yurong asked for a private room, but Ye Songyan refused.
Yu Rong roughly guessed why, pointed to a table, and walked over to sit down. Ye Songyan also went over to sit down.
The waiter asked what kind of snacks he wanted and whether he wanted to order a meal.
Ye Songyan didn't dare to make a decision on his own, so he asked Yurong. Yurong ordered Longjing tea and some of Sifangguan's signature cakes.
In a moment, the waiter brought Longjing tea, lotus cakes, and crabapple cakes. He placed the tea and snacks on the table and was about to serve the remaining snacks when Ye Songyan stopped him, "Young man, is your boss here?"
The waiter said, "Our boss is here. Is there anything you need from him?"
Ye Songyan said, "I heard that your shopkeeper is a tea lover and has a collection of many famous teas. I want to ask if your shopkeeper has any white tea. My father likes white tea very much."
The waiter smiled and said, "Young Master, you'd better give up on this thought. Our shopkeeper doesn't sell white tea."
Ye Songyan asked: "Why not sell it?"
The waiter said, "White tea is already rare. The white tea produced in Baicha Mountain is only for the royal family. Even high-ranking officials in the court rarely get to drink white tea. Our shopkeeper is a tea fanatic and loves white tea the most, especially the silver needle variety. Before, the daughter of the Shangshu Ling family asked for a pot of white tea and was not allowed. Today, a lady wanted to buy our shopkeeper's white tea, but she couldn't buy it either. Just before you, a young man wanted to buy white tea, but the shopkeeper didn't agree either."
Ye Songyan had no choice but to give up. The waiter left, and Yu Rong said, "Fourth Young Master, I have some silver needles in my house. I'll have someone send them to you later. Is that okay?"
"I appreciate the princess's kindness, but white tea is rare, so the princess should keep it for herself."
Ye Songyan refused. How could he dare to take the things from the Qinghe Palace for nothing?
Yu Rong immediately became displeased. "Do you look down on my things, or do you look down on my Qinghe Palace?"
Ye Songyan hurriedly stood up and bowed to apologize, "Songyan dare not."
Yu Rong was even more displeased when she saw him shirking his responsibility.
Ye Songyan had no choice but to agree and thanked her several times.
Sanqiao followed Guan Yu into the Prince of Qin's mansion and was about to go to Donglixuan, but saw dozens of maids and servants standing in a small courtyard. A woman was sitting upright under the eaves, and a gentleman next to her was recording something.
Sanqiao stopped and asked, "Guan Yu, is she the steward of the palace?"
Guan Yu said: "No, she is Aunt Sang, the concubine who used to take care of His Highness. She was just brought here."
Aunt Sang looked outside the yard, pointed at Sanqiao and said, "You, come in!"
Sanqiao was puzzled, and Guan Yu hurriedly explained, "Auntie Sang, this is Miss Qiao that His Highness wants to invite."
Aunt Sang knew she had called the wrong person and felt embarrassed. She told Guan Yu to treat the prince's guest well. Guan Yu led San Qiao to the side room of Donglixuan and took out Qin Youran's official uniform in Hong Liao's hand.
Sanqiao stared at the tear in the official uniform for a long time, then examined the weaving patterns and silk thread patterns. Guanyu and Hongliao also frowned, following her expression. Guanyu said, "Miss Qiao, do you want to repair it?"
Sanqiao said, "It can be mended. It's not too difficult, but it will take a day or two."
Guan Yu smiled and said, "It's good that it can be mended. It's good that it can be mended. Why don't you stay in the palace for the next two days? I'll send you back when the clothes are mended." San Qiao said, "I still have to take care of my daughter. I don't trust others to take care of her. How about this, I'll see if I can mend it today. If not, I'll come back tomorrow."
Guan Yu nodded in agreement. Sanqiao asked him to prepare some silk thread and needles. Guan Yu immediately went to find the silk thread and needles that Sanqiao wanted.
When scholars and intellectuals passed by a gambling house called Da San Yuan on Yongqing Street, they would inevitably sigh at the filthy atmosphere and the corruption of morals. At that moment, some people in Da San Yuan were gambling happily, some were frustrated, and some had no interest in gambling.
Hua Fushu won a dozen or so coins, making a fortune. Just as she was about to leave, she was stopped by the dealer, "Miss, you've made all the money, and you're just going to leave like this?"
Hua Fushu touched the cloth bag on his back. It was heavy, at least a few hundred taels of silver. He looked at the banker and saw his fierce eyes. He might have bad intentions, so he became more alert. "What does the banker want?"
The dealer said, "Miss, why don't we play another round? You bet all your money, and if you win, I'll pay you ten times."
Hua Fushu was very satisfied with earning several hundred taels of silver with less than twenty taels. She had no desire to gamble anymore and said with a smile, "Sorry, I won't gamble anymore."
As Hua Fushu took a step forward, the gambling house manager and several sturdy men surrounded him. Hua Fushu sneered, "What's going on? Are they still forcing people to gamble in gambling houses?"
The dealer said, "Young lady, I advise you to gamble, otherwise my followers will treat you well."
Hua Fushu narrowed his eyes, glanced at the manager and the other men, and a cold smile appeared on his lips, "Really? I'm afraid you've gone to see the King of Hell first."
The manager took a step back and waved to a few strong men. The strong men walked towards Hua Fushu, ready to throw a punch.
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