"The madam was extremely generous at that time, so this humble one remembers it very clearly," the man said.
Madam Jiang never expected that she would be remembered just because she had given out a large sum of money.
"So what? Our family is in business. What's wrong with me buying some fabric?" Madam Jiang forced herself to look calm as she stared at Mu Fengqie, determined not to admit anything.
Mu Fengqie had lost her patience with Madam Jiang, who was still struggling desperately. She then asked Zhu Fei to bring another person over. When Madam Jiang saw that person, she knew that there was no way out of this.
"This servant pays respects to Princess Tianlin." This little maid was Madam Jiang's personal attendant, and she knew all of Madam Jiang's deeds like the back of her hand.
"Tell us everything Madam Jiang has done, in detail," Mu Fengqie said with a smile as she looked at Madam Jiang's face. Now you're scared, aren't you?
"You dare, you servant girl!" Madam Jiang tried to threaten the maid, but the maid didn't even look at her. She simply told all she knew.
"Your Highness, every word this servant has said is true."
"I understand. You may go," Mu Fengqie waved her hand and had the maid taken away. Then she looked at Madam Jiang and smiled.
"Does Madam Jiang have anything else to say?"
Madam Jiang looked at Mu Fengqie, moved her lips, but said nothing and then ran away.
"Everyone, there will never be any fake fabric or customer deception in my shop. I hope everyone can make purchases in good faith. Also, there will be a new batch of clothes in our shop soon. These don't need to be pre - ordered, but they're not one - of - a - kind items."
Mu Fengqie took the opportunity to give a big advertisement for her shop in front of the crowd, saving the trouble of finding someone to promote it later.
Sure enough, as soon as Mu Fengqie said this, the people around got excited. They didn't care who owned the shop, as long as it could bring them benefits, that was fine.
The King of the Grasslands watched Mu Fengqie shining brightly, and his eyes were filled with determination to have her.
"Princess Tianlin, I've helped you so much. Shouldn't you invite me to a meal?" On the way back, the King of the Grasslands made a request to Mu Fengqie. "Don't you people in the Central Plains always say that one should repay kindness?"
"The King of the Grasslands doesn't seem to have helped me much, right? It seems I solved this matter myself," Mu Fengqie said as she looked at the King of the Grasslands. How could he have the nerve to take advantage like this?
As it turned out, the King of the Grasslands really did have the nerve. "Anyway, I helped the princess speak. It's not too much to invite me to a meal, is it?"
"Then the boss outside the city and that maid also helped me speak just now. Should I also invite them to a meal?" Mu Fengqie took two steps to the side, putting some distance between them.
"What if we add yesterday's matter?"
"Did you do the thing about Madam Zheng yesterday?" Mu Fengqie didn't expect that this matter was actually done by the King of the Grasslands. But why?
"So can Princess Tianlin invite me to a meal now?" The King of the Grasslands looked at Mu Fengqie and asked. If she still refused, he had other ways. In any case, he was determined to have this meal today.
"In that case, then please," Mu Fengqie glanced at the King of the Grasslands and knew she couldn't decline. But it was impossible for him to have such an easy meal.
The King of the Grasslands watched the two people opposite him showing their affection, grinding his teeth in annoyance. "Is this how Princess Tianlin invites me to a meal?"
"What's wrong with this? The King of the Grasslands helped Qie'er yesterday, which is equivalent to helping this Marquis. This Marquis should thank the King of the Grasslands. So it's only right for this Marquis and Qie'er to invite the King of the Grasslands to a meal together," Jing Xinche said as he picked a piece of boneless fish for Mu Fengqie.
Want to have a meal alone with Qie'er? Don't even think about it. It's impossible.
"Don't just stare, King of the Grasslands. The food in this restaurant is delicious," Mu Fengqie said with a smile as she watched the King of the Grasslands' face turn dark.
The King of the Grasslands had no choice but to start eating. This time, he had shot himself in the foot.
"I heard that the King of the Grasslands has never had his own child?" Jing Xinche thought he could try to probe the King of the Grasslands and find out about Tule Haojia's whereabouts.
"What, do you want to be my son?" The King of the Grasslands took a sip of wine and looked at Jing Xinche.
Jing Xinche almost choked on the King of the Grasslands' words. Who the hell would be his son?
"The King of the Grasslands is overthinking. This Marquis is just curious. I heard that the King of the Grasslands has an adopted son. Why didn't he come with you?"
The King of the Grasslands looked at Jing Xinche for a while before saying, "He's ill. He's recuperating on the grasslands and it's not convenient for him to come out."
"Really? That's a pity. This Marquis was still looking forward to competing with him. It seems there's no chance," Jing Xinche said regretfully, but he was also sure that Tule Haojia was on the grasslands. He was currently out of danger, but just locked up.
"Marquis Zhongning, if you have the opportunity in the future, you can go to the grasslands. I'll be your referee then," the King of the Grasslands said to Jing Xinche, completely unaware that Tule Haojia had already met Jing Xinche and the others, and they had a good relationship. Jing Xinche and the others were planning to rescue Tule Haojia.
After the three of them finished their meal, they went their separate ways. As soon as Jing Xinche and the others returned to the mansion, they called Jian Yi over. "Tule Haojia is indeed on the grasslands."
"I'm going to rescue my master," Jian Yi said without hesitation. His master had given him a second life. It was worth risking his life for.
"I'll send people to go with you. But we're not familiar with the situation on the grasslands, so you must be careful when you act," Jing Xinche had already thought of a way to rescue Tule Haojia. Now that everything was ready, they could start.
"We'll hold back the King of the Grasslands in the capital. You must hurry up," Mu Fengqie knew that this operation was very risky, but they still had to go.
"Here are the medicines I prepared. This one is for external use, this one is for internal use, and this is the All - Poison - Antidote Pill. It can cure all poisons, but each person only has one pill, so be careful," Mu Fengqie handed them the prepared bottles, which were all labeled with their effects, so there was no need to worry about getting them mixed up.
"Thank you, Princess."
The group didn't waste any time. At night, they left the city through Yuan Yuhan's connections.
"Ache, I'm still a bit worried," Mu Fengqie stood on the city wall, watching the people walking away in the distance.
"Qie'er, it's no use worrying now. All we can do is hold back the King of the Grasslands so that he won't notice, and intercept all the letters coming from the grasslands." They couldn't let them send out any messages.