Chapter 283 What do you think I’m worth?



Chapter 283 What do you think I'm worth?

The location chosen by Wuyou Pavilion this time was a flower garden outside the city.

The flower garden is planted with various flowers and trees. It is just the beginning of spring, but the garden is already lush and green, with flowers about to bloom.

The people from Wuyou Pavilion had made some arrangements in advance, using flowers, trees and curtains to separate small private spaces, which were both pleasing to the eye and could protect the guests' identities from being revealed.

Chunxi and the others had just taken off their veils and sat down when Lanshu arrived: "It's been quite a while since we last met. The three distinguished guests look radiant and increasingly dazzling."

Lan Shu had her usual gentle smile on her face, and the words she said were also very pleasant.

It was not until she saw Lan Shu that Xiao Qinghe realized that Princess Hengyang was not just taking them for an outing today. But now that she was free again and had dealt with Lan Shu several times, she quickly calmed down.

"You've got a mouth like that, and you're sure to praise everyone you meet," Princess Hengyang replied with a smile, then lazily asked, "What are they competing in today? Are there any exciting performances?"

Lan Shu immediately introduced: "Today we have a flower picking competition. If you like any flowers, you can bid for them. We have been preparing for this event for almost two months, and we guarantee that you will not be disappointed."

Princess Hengyang nodded, feeling anticipation.

Ever since deciding to keep the child, Wen Yanshu has been staying with her every step of the way. When he entered the palace on New Year's Eve, his mother and the Empress Dowager's sister-in-law knew that she was pregnant, and they repeatedly warned her not to do many things.

Although everyone was doing this for her and the child's good, she just felt inexplicably suffocated and unhappy, as if her entire future life had to revolve around this child.

Today, she came out with Chunxi and the others, looking at the beautiful scenery and waiting for the performance, and she felt a little more relaxed.

As he spoke, Lan Shu lit the stove and started making tea.

Soon, he heard Chunxi's concerned voice: "Is your hand hurt?"

Lan Shu was a little surprised.

He had already mastered the art of making tea, and even using only one hand did not affect him at all. He received many guests today, and only Chunxi noticed that he was injured.

Lan Shu was stunned for a moment, then narrowed his eyes and said, "Thank you for your concern, dear guest. Someone came to the pavilion to cause trouble earlier and got a minor injury, nothing serious."

Princess Hengyang looked up curiously: "Who is so bold as to come to Wuyou Pavilion and cause trouble?"

Princess Hengyang is one of the few people who knows that the prince is actually the backer of Wuyou Pavilion, which is why she likes to come to Wuyou Pavilion for fun.

Lan Shu didn't mention Wei Lingze's name, but said gently, "He was just a drunk guest causing trouble. Fortunately, the Pavilion Master is very skilled. With the Pavilion Master here, we don't have to worry even if someone causes trouble."

The rule of Wuyou Pavilion was not to disclose information about guests. Princess Hengyang did not question the troublemaker any further, but only asked, "Yes, where is your Pavilion Master? Why haven't I seen him? Will he also perform the flower-picking show today?"

After seeing Xiao Yechen dancing with a sword, Princess Hengyang has been thinking about it all the time. She thought it would be wonderful if Xiao Yechen could perform a flower-picking performance with a sword today.

"The Pavilion Master is busy today and is not here. He never performs on stage himself. The sword dance that night was performed because of an emergency, so he had no choice but to do it."

Lan Shu didn't look at Chunxi and Xiao Qinghe, but when Chunxi heard what he said, she immediately understood that Xiao Yechen went on stage to dance with a sword that night in order to give Lan Shu time to cover their escape and avoid being discovered by Wei Lingze.

Princess Hengyang didn't know the inside story, so she said with some disappointment, "What a pity! I don't know if I'll be able to see him practice swordplay again in the future."

"Life is long, and no one can predict what will happen in the future."

Lan Shu replied with a smile, made some tea and got up to leave.

He walked around and entertained all the guests who came today, and finally returned to the tent where Wei Lingze was.

Incense was burning in the tent. Wei Lingze was sitting lazily on the back of a chair with his eyes closed, as if he was asleep. But when he heard Lan Shu's footsteps, he immediately opened his eyes and looked over.

His eyes were a little blurry, and after a moment he spoke: "You are really busy. Will Wuyou Pavilion collapse without you?"

That night, Lan Shu broke a finger for him, but Wei Lingze didn't say a word of thanks. However, a few days later, he came to Wuyou Pavilion to find Lan Shu and ask about Xiao Yechen's situation.

Lan Shu was a pushover, and all she talked about was nonsense. Wei Lingze didn't get any information out of her, but he developed a habit of chatting with Lan Shu.

Although what Lan Shu said was all nonsense, his attitude was always respectful and flattering. Unlike at home, everyone in the Wei family would lecture him when they saw him, asking him to cheer up and find a chance to save face.

What others can say easily requires him to put in a lot of effort to achieve. Who knows how hard he works?

Wei Lingze's tone was a bit sarcastic. Lan Shu nodded and followed his words: "Although my status is low, I am still very important to Wuyou Pavilion."

As he was speaking, the sound of a flute was heard outside and the first flower picker appeared.

Wei Lingze wasn't interested in the performance outside. He saw Lan Shu fiddling with the incense burner and asked solemnly, "How much is this incense?"

The past few times when he came to chat with Lan Shu, Wei Lingze could sleep well after smelling this fragrance. Just now, he even had a good dream and couldn't help but want to buy some to take home.

Lan Shu's hands kept moving as he spoke softly, "This incense is called Xiaoyao. It's a new product that was developed not long ago. It's only available in Wuyou Pavilion in the entire Zhaoling Mausoleum. However, one of the spices is extremely rare, so it's only available for use within the pavilion and not for sale to the public."

Wei Lingze was dissatisfied with Lan Shu's answer and frowned, "Scarcity makes things valuable. You're just trying to get more money. Name a price."

"One coin of incense costs ten ounces of gold."

Lan Shu answered truthfully, and Wei Lingze laughed out loud after hearing it: "One penny of incense is worth ten taels of gold, why don't you just rob it?"

"Businesses at Wuyou Pavilion have always been based on mutual consent. If you feel the price is too high, you don't have to buy it."

Lan Shu meant that Wuyou Pavilion wouldn't force anyone to buy or sell anything, but to Wei Lingze it sounded like he was saying he couldn't afford it. He waved his hand and said loudly, "Buy!"

A thousand gold coins could not buy his happiness, but it was only ten taels of gold, which he could afford.

Wei Lingze gave him the banknote, and Lan Shu took out a small green porcelain bottle and gave it to him.

At the same time, the first flower picker finished playing a tune and picked a bud of winter jasmine with his flute, and everyone began to bid.

Lan Shu was about to go out to preside over the auction when Wei Lingze, who was playing with a porcelain vase, suddenly said, "What do you think those women would offer me if I went to pick flowers?"

Lan Shu: “…”

I thought you just woke up, but it turns out you were possessed by the fragrance.

Lan Shu calmly extinguished the incense burner and said gently, "Young Master is of noble status. You absolutely cannot stoop to such a thing."

Wei Lingze raised his eyelids slightly, his eyes cold: "Why, do you think I can't compare to these young men?"

“…”

No, how can you compare with them?

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