One step, two steps, three steps. When Chen Yu saw the servant waiting at the door, the breath he had been holding in deflated, and his movements became increasingly sluggish.
The hostess was wearing a silk dress, which was much more expensive than the one she was wearing.
Just as fear began to creep in, his gaze met that of the servant boy.
Chen Yu hurriedly stopped, her feet shuffling along the stone steps, feeling extremely uncomfortable.
But the next moment, the servant smiled.
It's not dazzling, but it's not sarcastic at all; if anything, it makes people feel comfortable and clean.
Would you like to come in and have a look around?
During the training of the manager of Qizhen Pavilion, it was repeatedly emphasized that, in addition to the fixed requirements for each floor, everyone should be treated equally, regardless of who comes.
It was supposedly the owner's rule, and they dared not disobey it; they had long since memorized it.
The monthly salary at Qizhen Pavilion is twice that of other shops, and there is also a commission for completing transactions, so the requirements are naturally very high.
Not to mention outstanding appearance, at least you have to be pleasing to the eye, and you have to be good at speaking and know how to coax customers.
The servant could tell at a glance that the girl outside was probably short of money, and he immediately remembered what his manager always said:
Just because you can't afford it now doesn't mean you'll never be able to afford it.
This concept was naturally instilled by Qin Zhaoyue, the behind-the-scenes boss, who had learned it from a certain company.
Although they were destined to suffer from culture shock, who would dare to cause trouble in her territory? Weren't they afraid that this infamous princess would go mad?
Chen Yu breathed a sigh of relief; this was completely different from what she had imagined.
The seven-story tower exuded an oppressive sense of unattainable wealth at first glance, yet the servant showed no disdain whatsoever.
Thinking of the "important matter" on his mind, Chen Yu secretly stretched the hem of his clothes, as if trying to smooth out the wrinkles he had made, and finally stepped into the Pavilion of Rare Treasures.
"I have something important I need your help with..."
Chen Yu's appearance naturally attracted attention, since those who frequented their shop were generally either rich or powerful.
Judging from his clothes and appearance, this customer did not seem like someone who could afford any of the items in the store.
The servant was surprised to find that the young lady was looking for his shopkeeper. When he asked her, he discovered that they didn't seem to know each other.
"Please help me, sir, this is really important."
In a corner, the gentle breeze heard the whispered instructions.
With Suimo and her Mo Group completely joining the Sixth Princess's residence, Qingfeng and Xiyu's positions became very awkward.
Unable to defeat the other party, it was also inconvenient for a man to travel within the inner quarters.
Given the high value of the goods at Qizhen Pavilion, Qin Zhaoyue readily arranged for the two brothers to come over.
They didn't complain much; they had good food and drink, a good monthly salary, and easy work.
Seeing the servant hesitate, Chen Yu gritted his teeth and spoke in a softer voice, trying to get closer:
"I am a candidate for this imperial examination, and I have the title of Xiucai (a scholar who passed the lowest level of the imperial examinations). Please trust me this once!"
Qingfeng squinted his eyes and casually stepped forward to greet her, "Please come with me, young lady."
Seeing that the servant was very respectful to the man, even though he felt that the man was too young to be a manager, he still followed him.
Soon, the two arrived at a quiet room.
"Miss, please speak your mind."
Chen Yu let out a breath, "I heard that this place used to be called the Number One Building Under Heaven, and it was the property of the Sixth Prince."
I'd like to ask, is there still any connection with His Highness the Sixth Prince?
Qingfeng quietly sized up the other party, who turned out to be targeting His Highness.
The atmosphere in the quiet room suddenly became tense; Chen Yu's trip was nothing short of a gamble.
The only way she could think of to get in touch with the powerful and influential was through this. After seeing the Qizhen Pavilion with her own eyes, she was even more convinced that the person who could take over this tower was no ordinary person.
Therefore, it is speculated that there must be a connection between the two parties.
The breeze is silent, yet it exerts an invisible pressure.
It was clear that the other party was very nervous, but they never backed down.
"What is your purpose in seeking out the Sixth Prince, young lady?"
There's potential! If they were completely unrelated, they should have just driven them away.
"This matter is of great importance, and I must explain it to His Highness in person."
Qingfeng frowned. If it were an ordinary nobleman, he wouldn't be able to see him so easily, but his master was no ordinary person…
Considering the strength of the many guards in the manor now, it seems unlikely that they will cause any trouble.
So he discussed with Xiyu and asked him to go back to the mansion first to inform the emperor, while he would drive Chen Yu slowly.
Chen Yu sat upright in the carriage, still feeling a little dizzy.
When she asked where she was going, the other person retorted, "Aren't you going to see the princess?"
Those are members of the royal family, and... you can see them so easily?
Listening to the noise outside the carriage, and realizing that we were on the main road, I felt a little relieved.
It took them two quarters of an hour to arrive, even though Qingfeng deliberately slowed down his pace.
"Please, young lady."
Chen Yu never dreamed that she would actually enter the princess's residence.
She dared not look around too much, keeping her head down and following behind the other person until they reached the central hall.
It was already afternoon, and Qin Zhaoyue had planned to rest for a while after having lunch.
Throughout the morning, the merit book will see sporadic accumulations of merit points.
Although each transaction is small, the amount keeps increasing.
In my excitement, I drank two ounces of osmanthus wine at noon, which put me in a perfectly pleasantly tipsy state.
At this moment, Xi Yu returned home and said that a candidate for the upcoming imperial examination insisted on seeing her, but was being mysterious and refused to say what it was about.
Given her reputation, the likelihood of her coming to seek refuge with them is very small.
Okay, it's not very small, it's just not there.
What kind of people were the scholars that Tianxia Diyi Lou (天下第一楼) used to gather? They couldn't even pass the preliminary imperial examinations.
She was able to participate in the provincial examination, which at least earned her the title of Xiucai (a scholar who passed the lowest level of the imperial examinations). Why would she choose to serve someone else?
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