Lingfeng Teahouse!
Today, the ongoing storytelling performance reached its final chapter, featuring a young lady betrothing herself to her childhood sweetheart cousin.
The owner of Lingfeng Teahouse, always one for stoking the flames, chose to air the last episode on the day of the women's college entrance exam!
On the third floor, in the finest private room, Qin Junxing pushed open the window overlooking the main hall and looked down.
Inside the room, a middle - aged man was looking at Qin Junxing with a worried expression.
"My lord, why did you approve of this story being told? It's clearly a smear against you, and we've spent so much money on it!"
At the mention of money, the middle - aged man covered his chest like a delicate beauty.
"Lao Cheng, come on. You're already so rich. Do you still care about this bit of silver?"
"My lord, that's not how it should be said. Haven't I given you enough silver every year? You're not even married yet, and you'll have to have young masters in the future. Everything will cost money. The princess mansion has poured all its money into the army. Don't I have to worry about your finances?"
Lao Cheng felt like his heart was about to break. Just thinking about buying an expensive story that smeared his lord made him feel heart - ache.
Qin Junxing didn't think so. He said earnestly, "Lao Cheng, money is meant to be spent. When have I ever spent my money in vain? Don't worry. I'll surely earn even more."
Lao Cheng had heard this speech more than once. Knowing it was hopeless, he turned and walked out. He wanted to calculate whether they had lost money this time.
"Lao Cheng, when Miss Xie arrives, bring her up directly. Watch me make money for you!"
Lao Cheng was so preoccupied with the money that he didn't catch the hidden meaning in his lord's words. He grunted in response and left.
Qin Junxing was in a good mood. He sipped his tea and listened to the storyteller downstairs getting carried away with his performance.
It was quite an effort for the storyteller to make this cheesy story so exciting.
After listening for a while, Qin Junxing asked, "How soon will they be out over there?"
"Reply to my lord. It should be soon."
"Send Ying Hei to pick them up."
The guard at the door said hesitantly, "My lord, wouldn't it be too eye - catching if Ying Hei goes?"
That Miss Xie clearly didn't like his lord. This was a rare opportunity for his lord to meet her at the teahouse. Couldn't his lord just meet her quietly?
But he had to send someone to pick her up. If Miss Xie lost face, it would be him who suffered!
Qin Junxing looked up at him and then suddenly nodded.
The guard was on the verge of tears. His lord finally listened to him!
But the next second, he felt like he had fallen into hell.
His lord said, "Since Ying Hei going is too eye - catching, then you go!"
"My lord..."
Qin Junxing raised his eyebrows and glanced at him indifferently. "What? You don't want to?"
The guard quickly shook his head. "I wouldn't dare. I'm more than happy to go!"
After saying that, without waiting for Qin Junxing to say anything else, he scurried away.
At the entrance of the women's college, Uncle Feng had arrived early, estimating the time. He occupied a good spot, eager to pick up his young lady as soon as possible.
Now his daughter was serving in the eldest young lady's courtyard, and his wife had also found a good job. The whole family's life was getting better and better, all thanks to the eldest young lady.
So Uncle Feng was becoming more and more dedicated to his job. Whenever Xie Fengran went out, it was Uncle Feng who drove the carriage.
Seeing some movement inside the college, Uncle Feng knew the exam was about to end.
He quickly told Lan Fang to get off the carriage and go to the entrance to wait for the young lady.
Just as Lan Fang got off the carriage, an unassuming gray carriage squeezed next to Uncle Feng's. A man got out of it and said to Uncle Feng, "Uncle, it seems the wheel at the back of your carriage is cracked!"
"Impossible! I checked it this morning. How could it be cracked?"
Uncle Feng had been driving carriages for many years without any mistakes. Knowing that the eldest young lady had important business, he had checked this carriage several times in the past few days and there had never been such a problem.
"Uncle, it's really cracked. If you don't believe me, go and take a look!"
Uncle Feng got off the carriage doubtfully and went to the back. Sure enough, there was a deep crack. This carriage definitely couldn't carry passengers.
This was bad. The young lady was about to come out. What should he do?
Uncle Feng was pacing back and forth anxiously. The man next to him, seeing Uncle Feng's distress, kindly said, "Uncle, are you worried because of the carriage?"
"Yes. My young lady is taking an exam inside and will come out soon. What should I do if the carriage is broken?"
Unexpectedly, the man said, "Uncle, don't worry. Look, I have a carriage here. There must be many people who need carriages on the exam day. I rented this from a carriage shop just to earn some hard - earned money. Why don't you go and discuss it with your young lady and see if it's okay?"
At this point, Uncle Feng had no other choice. He had to run forward to find Lan Fang who was waiting at the entrance.
After hearing Uncle Feng's words, Lan Fang also thought this was the only way.
Seeing Uncle Feng looking so guilty, Lan Fang comforted him, "Uncle Feng, you go and repair the carriage first. I'll take care of the young lady!"
Just then, Xie Fengran walked out, accompanied by Sun Yuelan.
Hearing about this, Sun Yuelan repeatedly asked Xie Fengran to get on the Sun Mansion's carriage.
But Xie Fengran declined as she had something on her mind.
She said to Uncle Feng, "Uncle Feng, let's go and take a look at the carriage you found."
"Alright, young lady. Follow me!"
When they got closer, Xie Fengran took a look at the shabby - looking carriage and nodded, telling Uncle Feng to go and repair the carriage first.
After getting on the carriage, Xie Fengran ordered, "Go to Lingfeng Teahouse."
"Alright, young lady. Sit tight!"
The coachman, where no one could see, curled the corner of his mouth. He whipped the horse and headed towards the south city.
When they arrived at Lingfeng Teahouse, Xie Fengran told Lan Fang to pay the fare.
The coachman eagerly lifted the curtain for Xie Fengran to get off.
Xie Fengran glanced at the coachman. After getting off, she looked at him again.
The coachman smiled obsequiously. "Does the young lady have any other instructions?"
Xie Fengran shook her head and suddenly asked, "What's your name?"
The coachman was stunned for a moment and quickly replied, "My name is Qing Ye."
Xie Fengran curled the corner of her mouth. "Qing Ye. Nice name. Sent by Prince Qin, right?"
"Yes... No. No!" Qing Ye's face turned deathly pale. He looked at Xie Fengran in horror. "What Prince Qin? I don't know!"
The smile on Xie Fengran's face widened. With a hint of mischief, she said, "Where does a coachman get such an elegant name? The prince has quite a talent for naming!"
"Young, young lady!"
But in the next instant, Xie Fengran's expression changed. She收起 her smile and looked at Qing Ye expressionlessly. "You broke my carriage, right?"
"No... It wasn't me!"
"You're a good actor, but you missed the mark!"
Xie Fengran gave him a disdainful look and turned to walk into the teahouse.
This Qin Junxing was so childish!