Yesterday, the Imperial Guards had already roughly checked all the foreign goods shops in the capital and found that only one shop was selling the Shiquan Cream, and that was Linlang Pavilion.

Xiao Shuo only asked the Jinyiwei to investigate and did not let them copy, so the Jinyiwei did not leak the news and reported the results of the investigation back to Xiao Shuo.

The Shiquan Ointment was not a banned substance in Darong. To be precise, the Darong Dynasty was still very unfamiliar with it. If Sheng Xiyan had not accidentally met a family of three from Fujian, I'm afraid that no one would have noticed its harm in another three to five years.

Chu Yuanchen took the box, opened it and took a look. When he saw Sheng Xiyan nod, he knew that this was the one.

The shopkeeper smiled and said, "Young Master, you seem to be an expert. The Shiquan Cream sold in our Linlang Pavilion is first-rate. You must have heard that our boss has his own ship, and these are all brought back directly from the West. You will know whether the goods are good or not after you taste them."

Chu Yuanchen picked up a small piece of Shiquan ointment with his fingers, rubbed it gently between his index finger and thumb, raised his eyebrows and said, "Why do you think your stuff is not authentic enough? I'm afraid you saw that the people in Beijing don't know the goods, so you brought the third-rate goods that can't be sold in Fujian here."

The shopkeeper was embarrassed for a moment.

There are many things in this Linlang Pavilion that were indeed looked down upon by the people of Fujian and brought to the capital to appease those Beijingers who have never seen the world, but the Shiquan Cream is definitely not one of them.

The shopkeeper smiled and said, "Look at what you said. The Shiquan Cream only arrived in Beijing last October. It is not well-known in Beijing, but the product is absolutely genuine. How dare I fool you with inferior products that cannot be sold in Fujian?"

Sheng Xiyan lowered his eyes slightly, without saying a word.

The officers and soldiers in Fujian had low monthly salaries, so the merchants gave them away for free for a while. But after arriving in the capital, they stopped doing that?

However, the capital city is prosperous and has many good things, and the Shiquan ointment seems to be a bit unsalable here.

Chu Yuanchen smiled and said, "So, this is top-quality merchandise?"

The shopkeeper patted his chest to make a promise, and then asked, "Look, how much do you want?"

The demand for Shiquan Cream in Fujian was simply insufficient to meet the supply. The owner originally thought that there were so many noble families in the capital, all of whom were well-off, and he would surely make more money once he arrived in Fujian. However, no one in Fujian knew about Shiquan Cream, and after so long, only less than a thousand bottles were sold. It was indeed different from what he had imagined, with so many customers. The owner was hesitating whether to follow Fujian's example and give it away for free for a while, but then a big customer came.

Chu Yuanchen took out a handkerchief and wiped the dark brown ointment off his fingers. His face turned serious, and he slammed the box back on the table with a "bang". He asked sternly, "How dare you use low-quality Shiquan ointment to fool me? Don't you want to open this shop anymore?"

"Do you know who I am? Believe it or not, I will smash your shabby shop right now."

The shopkeeper was shocked by Chu Yuanchen's sudden change of expression.

However, Linlang Pavilion has opened so many branches in the capital, and has seen all kinds of scenes. The shopkeeper saw that this person was here to cause trouble, and he did not show any hospitality just now. He said coldly: "This gentleman is here to cause trouble, right? In that case, our shop will not receive you. Please do as you please!"

He clapped his hands twice, and two strong men came in from outside with fierce eyes, walked towards Chu Yuanchen with unfriendly faces, and said, "Young Master, please."

Just as they stepped one step in front of Chu Yuanchen, they felt the world spinning and they all fell to the ground the next moment. They themselves didn't even know how they fell there. Their backs were aching so much that they couldn't even get up.

Chu Yuanchen sat down on the armchair, crossed his legs, and said provocatively: "How dare you sell fake goods in front of me? Where is your boss? Call your boss out to me."

Sheng Xiyan chuckled.

She seemed to see the days when he was young, riding horses and hunting, and being a playboy who could command the support of everyone.

The shopkeeper was angry and annoyed and had to wink at his clerk.

Looking at the staff who hurried out, Chu Yuanchen didn't hesitate and said to Sheng Xiyan attentively: "Take a look to see if there is anything you like. I'll buy it for you."

It must be said that Chu Yuanchen really looked like someone who was looking for trouble outside all day, eating a free meal without paying. Thinking of this, Sheng Xiyan's mouth curled up even higher, her eyebrows curved, and she said, "Then I'll go pick it."

Chu Yuanchen waved his hand generously: "Pick it up, pick it up."

Sheng Xiyan seldom visited foreign goods shops, and the elegant room was filled with fine things, which made Sheng Xiyan quite curious. She looked left and right, and when she looked up, she saw a sailboat in a small glass bottle.

The body of the glass bottle was large, but the mouth was extremely small. The three-masted sailing ship inside was extremely exquisite. She had only seen it in a book.

Chu Yuanchen noticed her gaze and smiled: "That's it, wrap it up."

The shopkeeper: “…”

Wasn't this gentleman just shouting about fighting and killing? Why is he buying things now?

"Master." The shopkeeper smiled and said, "This comes from Southeast Asia. It's called a ship in a bottle. You need to first decide the size of the glass bottle according to the style of the ship, and then put the ship in when firing the glass bottle..."

Sheng Xiyan: "Didn't they burn the bottle first, then dismantle the boat into pieces and put them into the bottle through the mouth of the bottle to assemble it?"

Is she stupid? Putting the boat into the burning glass? If she really wanted to do that, the boat would have been burned long ago.

The shopkeeper: “…”

He avoided the question stiffly and said, "The boat in the bottle is a gift from Linlang Pavilion. What do you think?"

What he meant was to spend money to ward off disaster and ask them to leave quickly. He even returned with both hands the bag of gold ingots that Chu Yuanchen had just thrown to him.

Chu Yuanchen sneered, "You think I can't afford it?"

The shopkeeper: “…”

Chu Yuanchen waved his hand and said proudly: "You can take out the gold ingots in your purse yourself. If it's not enough, I still have banknotes. Pack it up!"

He could neither beat it nor chase it away. The shopkeeper swallowed his anger and went to wrap up the boat in the bottle himself.

Sheng Xiyan happily let Chu Yuanchen take it, and reminded him not to break it, then started to look at other things with great interest.

After Sheng Xiyan picked out a music box with dancing figures and a golden cat's eye stone pendant, the boss finally arrived, panting.

The owner of Linlang Pavilion is surnamed Wu. The Wu family has been imperial merchants for generations. After Wu Jian took over the family business, he started to get involved in maritime trade decades ago. Although they are merchants, the Wu family has a lot of money and has many connections with them. In this capital city where the powerful and wealthy are everywhere, they do not live in fear.

He also brought five or six guards, all of whom were strong and healthy. The court had a clear law that privately possessed weapons was not allowed, so the guards all held wooden sticks and looked very impressive.

"This gentleman." Wu Jian, with his big belly sticking out, smiled warmly and said, "I am Wu Jian, the owner of Linlang Pavilion. May I know this gentleman's name?"

He didn't dare to offend the most wealthy families in the capital, but he could offend others a little.

"You are not worthy to ask my name."

Chu Yuanchen crossed his legs, glanced at him nonchalantly, then slammed the table and questioned, "I'm telling you now that your shop sold inferior products to fool me. Who is going to bother with you about noble or not noble surnames?"

Chu Yuanchen laughed recklessly: "You guys go out and find out who I am. Believe it or not, I will smash all your stores."

Even when he was angry, he always had a smile in his eyes, and his whole body looked noble, like the spoiled youngest son of a noble family.

Wu Jian's heart was beating fast. In his impression, there seemed to be no such person in the capital. From his tone, it seemed that he had just come from Minzhou? Wu Jian racked his brains to think if there was such a man in Minzhou, and said with a good temper: "Master, you must have eaten Shiquan Gao in Minzhou, so you should know that the one sold in our Linlang Pavilion is the most authentic.

Chu Yuanchen leaned back in his chair, propped up his chin with one hand, and said lazily and wantonly: "The Ten-Heart Cream I saw in Minzhou that day was not so smelly. It was so smelly and you gave it to me to eat. Can't you tell the difference?"

"Sir, please forgive me."

A hint of mockery flashed across Wu Jian's eyes. He thought he was a real expert, but he turned out to be a fool.

Wu Jian didn't show it on his face, he just said: "Master, you don't know, this Shiquan ointment has this smell, the stronger the smell, the purer the Shiquan ointment is." He smiled patiently, "This is because there is a main ingredient in the Shiquan ointment, it smells fishy."

This fool must have bought an impure one in Fujian and regarded it as a treasure.

Chu Yuanchen raised his eyebrows and asked, "What is the main medicine?"

Wu Jian laughed and said, "It's hard to say. This is also our business secret, don't you think?"

Chu Yuanchen did not comment.

Wu Jian cleared his throat and continued, "Sir, Linlang Pavilion has been in the capital for eight years and has always had a very good reputation. It has never sold fake goods. As for this Shiquan Cream, many people in the capital have bought it, so there is no problem keeping it safe."

"Oh?" Chu Yuanchen became interested. "Tell me, who else has bought it?"

Wu Jian smiled and said, "There is the second son of the Marquis of Jingwei, the youngest son of General Zhaoyuan, and..." He named four or five people in a row, all of whom were families with some reputation in the capital.

When Chu Yuanchen heard about Jingwei Marquis Mansion, the corner of his eyebrows raised.

The surname of the Marquis of Jingwei is Han, and this second son is the biological son of Han Qianzhi's stepmother.

Chu Yuanchen: "So, this Shiquan ointment is authentic?"

Seeing that he was relieved, Wu Jian quickly said, "Of course it is authentic. Our Linlang Pavilion was invested by Prince Cheng. With Prince Cheng as a guarantor, what else do you have to worry about?"

Wu Jian's sister was a concubine in Prince Cheng's mansion and was quite favored. It was said that Prince Cheng had invested some money, but it was just an excuse for Wu Jian to pay Prince Cheng money as a gift.

Seeing that he was smiling but not saying anything, Wu Jian said, "Sir, how about this? The Shiquan ointment here is just a gift from our store for you to try. If you like it, come back next time."

As he said this he winked and the shopkeeper immediately presented a new box of Shiquan ointment.

Sheng Xiyan smiled slightly. Wu Jian was quite good at using both hard and soft tactics. He first told Chu Yuanchen that many people in the capital had bought the Shiquan ointment and that there was nothing wrong with the product. He then brought out Prince Cheng as a backer, saying that he also had someone behind him. Finally, he "generously" gave the Shiquan ointment to Chu Yuanchen as a gesture of goodwill.

Not bad, not bad. Sheng Xiyan secretly applauded in her heart.

Chu Yuanchen didn't say yes or no, he just asked, "Is this Shiquan ointment really from Fujian?"

"If it's genuine, I'll exchange it for you." Wu Jian laughed. "Shiquan ointment is very popular in Fujian. My Linlang Pavilion is the only one in the capital. If you miss it, you won't be able to buy it next time."

When he said this, there was a hint of threat in his tone.

The Shiquan Cream is addictive, and his threat was that if Chu Yuanchen continued to make trouble, he would not be able to buy the Shiquan Cream in the future, unless he went to Minzhou to buy it himself.

His tone became tougher and tougher. If it were any other playboy, he would probably stop while he was ahead. Unfortunately, the person he was facing was Chu Yuanchen.

Wu Jian firmly believed that Chu Yuanchen would gladly accept this opportunity, but Chu Yuanchen's expression suddenly changed: "I still think it's fake, so just close it and investigate it thoroughly."

Wu Jian, who felt that he had been fooled, finally couldn't help but get angry, and his smiling face fell: "In this case, our small shop can't accommodate a big Buddha like you, so please get out."

He raised his hand with a sullen face, and the guards immediately rushed forward with great momentum. They first knocked the ground hard twice with wooden sticks, and then surrounded Chu Yuanchen.

"Ayan, please sit down."

Chu Yuanchen said this with a smile, but before Sheng Xiyan could respond with an "OK", a large number of people around him were knocked down.

Sheng Xiyan: “…”

Chu Yuanchen moved the boat in the bottle from his right hand to his left hand and asked, "It's gone?"

Wu Jian: “…”

Chu Yuanchen picked up a guard from the ground, raised his long legs, kicked open the door of the private room, and threw the guard out.

There were still quite a few guests in Linlang Pavilion. They were all startled by the sudden movement. Then, guards were thrown out one after another and rolled together like a pile of monks.

The guests were all shocked, looked at each other, and without hesitation put the things they were choosing on the counter and ran away.

After throwing all the guards out, Chu Yuanchen and Sheng Xiyan walked out of the private room. When Wu Jian saw the chaos outside, he was so angry that his big belly was shaking. He didn't care about keeping a friendly face anymore and just wanted to get rid of these troublemakers.

"Someone, catch him."

Just in case, Wu Jian brought more than twenty guards with him. The guards were all waiting outside. Upon hearing the words, they rushed in with wooden sticks in their hands.

Chu Yuanchen turned sideways, grabbed the wooden stick, and swung it horizontally, hitting the chassis directly. He turned half a circle again, and the guards were unable to dodge and were all tripped and fell to the ground, falling into a heap.

"Who is causing trouble?!"

The Wucheng Bingmasi, who was on patrol nearby, saw this and the leading young general frowned and questioned in a sharp voice.

"Master, it's him..."

Wu Jian pointed at Chu Yuanchen and was about to cry. He was about to sue Chu Yuanchen for causing trouble, but he saw the young general suddenly look sullen, clasped his fists and said, "My Lord!"

Wang, Prince?!

Wu Jian was dumbfounded. He stared at Chu Yuanchen from head to toe, but he didn't look like a prince at all. Which prince in any palace would be like him... so shameless!

"It's you, Xiaojun. You came just in time."

Chu Yuanchen walked over and was about to pat him on the shoulder, but Liu Jun subconsciously raised his hand to block. His skilled look showed that he had been beaten many times.

"Brother." Liu Junshen wiped his scornful look and said flatteringly, "Why are you here?"

"Close this shop for me." Chu Yuanchen said arrogantly, "You are selling fake goods in front of me. I want to see if the people behind you can protect you."

Without saying anything, Liu Junshen ordered his men, "Close the store."

Wu Jian's face turned pale and blue. He gritted his teeth, turned around and ran while they were not paying attention.

Liu Junshen glanced at his back and asked, "Brother, do you want to catch him?"

He was ready to fight, as if he would personally arrest the man as soon as Chu Yuanchen nodded. However, Chu Yuanchen just crossed his arms and kicked him, saying unceremoniously: "I, your big brother, have always been reasonable. We only close the shop, not arrest anyone."

Liu Junshen dodged with habit and agility: "Yes, yes, yes! Big brother is the most reasonable one."

Seeing that no one was chasing him, Wu Jian secretly breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and ran even faster.

Linlang Pavilion was nothing to the wealthy Wu family, so they could just give it away. However, he had never been treated like this in all the time he had been in charge of the Wu family.

Wu Jian gritted his teeth and ran towards Prince Cheng's mansion.

After handing Linlang Pavilion over to the Wucheng Military Department, Chu Yuanchen gave Liu Junshen some instructions, and then Sheng Xiyan walked out of the shop.

Liu Junshen quickly stood up and shouted loudly, "Hello, sister-in-law."

Sheng Xiyan: “…”

Good fellow, you have a good eye! Chu Yuanchen praised him generously and told him to do his job well, then he left with Sheng Xiyan, not forgetting the ship in the bottle.

Sheng Xiyan looked at him strangely.

Chu Yuanchen smiled and said, "I have beaten these guys before."

When Chu Yuanchen was young, he would occasionally return to the capital to live for a while. At that time, he was invincible in the capital and recruited all the playboys as his followers. These noble young men of similar age all lived under his shadow.

"Han Qianzhi was also beaten by me."

Speaking of Han Qianzhi, Chu Yuanchen couldn't help feeling a little depressed.

Han Qianzhi woke up at three o'clock in the morning. After the imperial physician applied medicine on him, he is now in good condition.

"I'll go see him." Sheng Xiyan said.

She wanted to discuss the follow-up treatment with the imperial physician.

Yesterday she flipped through a medical book and found out that her grandfather had also encountered a patient with spinal fracture compressing the spinal cord. In the end, he could not be cured, and her grandfather always felt very sorry. Later, he would take out this case from time to time to think about it and write down some acupuncture points and prescriptions that he later thought of.

Sheng Xiyan spent an entire night copying all of this down, and was ready to go over and let the imperial physician take a closer look.

The streets were still bustling with people. Unlike when the East Factory was deployed and few birds were seen, many passers-by even ran over to watch the excitement. There was a crowd of three layers inside and three layers outside the Linlang Pavilion, peeking inside.

Chu Yuanchen took the initiative to say: "Linlong Pavilion can be conferred, but it cannot be conferred by the court."

Sheng Xiyan also guessed it.

In the capital, the only store that sells the Shiquan Cream is Linlang Pavilion. As long as we control Linlang Pavilion, we can prevent the Shiquan Cream from flowing out again.

The sales of Shiquan ointment in Beijing are average, and I am afraid that Linlang Pavilion will learn from Fujian's method to make money and use the name of free to open up sales. Once this happens, it will be even more difficult to control.

However, the imperial court did not issue an explicit ban on the Shiquan Cream, and there was nothing wrong with the sale of Linlang Pavilion.

Once Xiao Shuo takes action, it will surely attract attention and vigilance from all sides...

Once they go from being open to being covert, they will run into a lot of trouble. After all, there are more than just the Wu family selling the Shiquan ointment in Fujian. The Wu family brought the goods to the capital, and maybe other merchants are also selling them in other places.

It is easy to check in the light but difficult to find in the dark.

When they arrived at the Zhenbei Palace, Han Qianzhi was awake, leaning on a pillow and eating porridge with some side dishes on top. He looked calm, as if he was not desperate or pitiful about the possibility of paralysis. When he saw Sheng Xiyan, he greeted her warmly, "My Lord, Miss Sheng, have you eaten?"

Sheng Xiyan hid the sadness in her eyes, and Chu Yuanchen said nonchalantly: "Eat quickly, and I'll check your pulse after you finish."

"Okay!" Han Qianzhi finished the porridge in the bowl in just a few mouthfuls. He put the bowl down, stretched out his hand to Sheng Xiyan, and said, "Miss Sheng, I heard from Cheng Chuyu that I owed you a lot yesterday, otherwise I would have been dead. My life..."

Before he could finish his words, Chu Yuanchen patted him on the shoulder and said, "Shut up."

Han Qianzhi obediently shut his mouth.

Sheng Xiyan carefully checked his pulse. Although his heart pulse was weak, it was stable and his life was not in danger. However, the condition of his Governor Pulse was worse than yesterday.

Sheng Xiyan lowered her eyes secretly, said a few words to him without showing any expression, and went out to discuss the prescription with the imperial physician.

The imperial physician's prescription was too mild, so she wanted to change a few of the herbs and make it stronger. Han Qianzhi was young and strong, so he could give it a try.

Chu Yuanchen left the house soon after. Sheng Xiyan knew that he was very busy recently. Anyway, she was familiar with the Zhenbei Palace, so she sent him away at ease.

After arguing with the imperial physician for a long time, Sheng Xiyan showed them her copied notes, and finally decided on a prescription that both parties were satisfied with. By this time, it was already dark, and Sheng Xiyan picked up Sheng Yan, who had just finished class, and returned to the Sheng Mansion together.

It was almost dusk.

When they returned to Sheng Mansion, half of the sky was already half bright and half dark. The carriage stopped at the ceremonial gate, and Sheng Yan brought her a footstool. After she got off the carriage, Sheng Yan asked, "Sister, was mother really divorced?" He only found out about this early this morning, and went to class before he had time to ask.

Sheng Xiyan nodded and said, "Yes..."

Sheng Yan: "Then my brother..."

As they were talking, Liu was brought to the ceremony gate. When she saw the two of them, she felt uncomfortable.

Her trousseau had been packed the night before, and the divorce papers had been sent to the government for filing. She should have left long ago, but Liu couldn't bear to leave her child, so she stayed all night longer, hoping that Sheng Xing'an would soften his heart. However, she waited from evening to morning, and from morning to dusk, but Sheng Xing'an never showed up. He even ordered someone to take away all her trousseau and drag it to a house that Liu had come with as a dowry. Liu had no choice but to leave.

Sheng Xingan allowed her to take away all the servants who used to serve her in the main courtyard, regardless of whether they were brought as her dowry or not.

Now there were more than a dozen people following her, each with a look of uneasiness and confusion on their faces.

Amber supported Liu's arm and got on the carriage, and asked, "Madam, are we going back?"

When she heard the word "Madam", Liu's heart skipped a beat. She had been an imperial concubine for so many years that she had long been accustomed to calling herself a lady when she went out.

Now she is no longer a lady.

The more Liu thought about it, the more wronged she felt, and the more she hated him, "Go to the Yongning Marquis' Mansion!"

Amber was startled: "Madam?"

Liu said viciously, "I'm going to tear that Lin Xiuxiu to pieces alive."

Lin Xiuxiu is the maiden name of the wife of Marquis Yongning.