Chapter 224: The Great Injustice
After coming out of the jewelry shop, Wen Wan was still thinking about the caravan from Fengcheng.
Yuli Alley is a very short alley with only two shops.
There were several stalls at the door of the shop on the left, and vendors dressed in border clothes had placed some scattered goods at the door.
The shop on the right is a pen and ink shop. I don’t know what kind of ink they sell, but you can smell the scent of ink from a distance.
Because these two shops have their own characteristics, there are quite a few people in this seemingly unknown alley.
Both shops were bustling with customers, creating a busy scene.
Wen Wan squeezed through the crowd and came to the bulk goods stall, picking and choosing from them.
Her eyes fell on a few small black stones and she was suddenly startled.
The seller was a young man who was good at reading people's expressions. He immediately picked up the stones and handed them to Wen Wan.
"You have a good eye, girl. This stone is really extraordinary."
The golden sales tactic is to praise the customer's interest in something to the sky and increase the value of the item first.
Wen Wan has seen this kind of routine many times in modern society, and even her lines are so familiar to her that she can't be more familiar with them.
She smiled faintly, without commenting, and did not respond.
But the vendor was not discouraged and continued to introduce his products.
"This is a wishing stone from the sacred tree in Mobei. Legend has it that as long as you carry it, all your wishes will come true."
"These stones are all blessed and are very affordable, only ten taels of silver each. When you buy a stone, you will also receive a talisman."
Wen Wan didn't want to pay attention to him, but the price he mentioned was the same as slaughtering a pig.
She couldn't tolerate any unscrupulous vendors.
"Heh," Wen Wan snorted softly, as if smiling, and calmly pulled at her neck, pulling out the necklace that Wen En had given her.
There are a few cute little stones hanging on the necklace, which are polished to be smooth and plump.
"Look, my stones are better than yours. Yours are worth ten taels of silver each, so mine must be worth a hundred taels each, right?"
"I see you have a sign that says you're not just selling goods, you're also buying them. How about I sell you mine?"
She thought for a moment and then deliberately asked for a high price: "I'll give you a discount. Ninety taels per piece. How about that?"
Wen Wan just wanted to say a few words to him.
Although this stone comes from Mobei, its symbolic significance is greater than its actual value and it is not worth anything at all.
Not to mention the high price of dozens of taels, even one tael of silver is not worth it.
Unexpectedly, as soon as she finished speaking, the vendor agreed directly.
"Deal! I want both of your necklaces!"
The merchant stared at her necklace and was reluctant to look away. His burning gaze frightened Wen Wan so much that she shivered.
Wen Wan put the necklace back in her pocket in dismay, "Haha, I won't sell it. I'm still waiting to fulfill my wish to summon a dragon!"
Fearing that the merchant would cause her trouble, Wen Wan turned around, gave Chef Zheng a look, and walked back.
The vendor was really anxious and wanted to chase after her, "Girl, please don't go. I really want it. Just name your price! Let's negotiate!"
Wen Wan never thought that she would get into trouble while visiting a small stall. She was only thinking about getting rid of the trouble.
She was petite and nimble, and Chef Zheng was a skilled chef, so he blocked the vendors' way without leaving any trace, allowing her to quickly slip into the crowd and disappear.
After they left, the vendor quickly returned to his shop.
He went straight to the backyard, where a young man in a hood was sharpening a knife by the well.
The three-inch-long dagger was polished to a shine, and the cold light fell between his eyebrows, leaving only an inhuman coldness.
"Master, I just saw a girl wearing the same necklace as yours."
Hearing this, the young man paused in sharpening his knife.
He raised his head, half of his face covered with a colorful mask, leaving only a pair of eyes exposed, and spoke in a low and indifferent voice.
"What kind of girl?"
The vendor replied respectfully, "A girl of eighteen or nineteen, with big eyes and a quirky look. Her hair is naturally curly at the sides, and when she smiles, she has shallow dimples..."
The vendor was still thinking about how to describe the person in more detail, but he saw the masked young man rush out.
"master?"
The vendor looked confused and had no idea what was going on.
He came to his senses and quickly chased after him.
The merchant chased the masked young man to the entrance of the alley and saw him staring dejectedly at the endless stream of passers-by, as if he was looking for something, but in the end he found nothing.
"master?"
The vendor called out cautiously.
The young man lowered his head, as if he didn't hear anything, and slowly turned around and walked back.
Faintly, the merchant heard a soft murmur.
"Whatever. What difference does it make whether it's true or not... Maybe she'll be happier if we don't meet."
*
It's late at night and everyone is asleep.
The head maid was leading the way in front, holding a palace lantern. Behind the maid, a woman who was wrapped tightly from head to toe took small steps and entered from the back door of the Meng Mansion.
The maid stopped at the door of the main house and knocked rhythmically.
"Sir, the nobleman has arrived."
After the maid reported, she left the yard. After a while, the door opened.
Meng Jin, who was wearing a coat, frowned when he saw Princess Jiarou outside the door.
"Why are you here?"
Princess Jiarou stepped into the room, turned around to close the door, and then gently put her arms around Meng Jin's waist.
"Why, Jinlang, don't you want to see me?"
A princess was willing to call Meng Jin "slave", which greatly satisfied the man's vanity.
Meng Jin was no exception. Her heart softened and her tone became much gentler.
"I am only afraid that someone with ulterior motives might see this and affect Your Highness's reputation."
Princess Jiarou leaned on his chest and sighed obediently, "If it weren't for the incident at the last birthday banquet, father would have granted us marriage long ago."
When talking about that incident, Meng Jin also looked gloomy.
Being fined his salary was a small matter, but the big matter was that he had angered the emperor and was no longer valued.
Seeing his expression, Princess Jiarou softly soothed him, "Jinlang, with your talent and intelligence, you don't have the opportunity to display your skills. Not only are you unwilling to accept this, I am also unwilling to accept this."
She paused and smiled mysteriously, "So I came here this time to give Jinlang a chance to make a contribution."
Hearing this, Meng Jin raised his eyes, "What do you mean, Your Highness?"
Princess Jiarou took out a postcard from her sleeve. "I paid a huge price for this. It's a certificate for participating in an auction."
Meng Jin was puzzled. "Auction?"
Princess Jiarou: "Jinlang, do you know that a group of grassland people came to the Imperial Capital these days, claiming to be from the Azhuo family."
"Azhuo family!" Meng Jin was startled and raised his voice a lot.
"It seems Jinlang knows about them?" Princess Jiarou's smile deepened. "It is said that the Azhuo family stole a military map leaked by the Duan Dynasty from the Mobei royal family."
Meng Jin took a deep breath when he heard this. As the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, he certainly knew what this meant.
Princess Jiarou said, "If you can sneak in and investigate the matter thoroughly, you will be able to make a great contribution. Then, we can naturally ask the emperor for permission to marry us."
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