Three days passed in the blink of an eye.
Zhang Xiaotian came to Huarong dejectedly. When he saw him, he straightened his back and said, "I admit defeat."
"You have no fighting spirit?" Huarong was surprised. "With your family's power, you should be able to find out that County Magistrate Zhang is innocent. He's not rebelling, and saving him won't affect your family. What are you afraid of?"
"If you're not afraid, then go save him. I'll listen to you from now on!" Zhang Xiaotian's tone was stiff.
Huarong chuckled. "Okay, you have to listen to me if you want to work for me."
"As long as it's not too much, I'll listen." Zhang Xiaotian was a man of his word.
"First of all, you have to personally send a message to the Crown Prince of Zhenguo Gong. Tell him that I'll be going to his mansion tomorrow and I hope to see him."
"If you want to see him, why don't you send a visiting card yourself?" Zhang Xiaotian wanted to refuse.
Huarong's cold eyes drifted over. "Did you forget what you said just now?"
"You don't want others to know?" Zhang Xiaotian finally reacted. He was not stupid to be the head of a foppish family.
Huarong nodded. "You're a promising child."
"Can't you give me some money and let me send a message? Why do you want me to go? "Zhang Xiaotian seemed to be afraid of Zhenguo Mansion. Or rather, he was repulsed by it.
"There are so many spies in Zhenguo Mansion. If others find out, I'll be in big trouble." Huarong did not hide it from him.
Zhang Xiaotian sneered. "Aren't you afraid that I'll spread the news?"
"You won't." Huarong was certain.
"Why are you so sure?"
"Because I've never misjudged people." Huarong said. "Although you're a foppish family member, you're a loyal person. Remember when we fought and you lost, you refused to leave a brother behind? I believe you."
Zhang Xiaotian's expression changed. He could no longer say anything to refuse. The feeling of being trusted was very good.
The next day, Huarong wore the plain clothes that he usually wore. For the first time, he wore a jade hairpin on his head. Although he didn't look bright, he was young and full of youthful energy.
In the old madam's words, when I look at our A 'Ning, I feel ten years younger.
The Zhenguo Mansion and the Gu Mansion were very far apart. The Gu Family were merchants, so most of their neighbors were merchants. However, the people who lived near the Zhenguo Mansion were all aristocrats. They belonged to two different worlds.
He woke up very early in the morning, and finally arrived at the Zhenguo Mansion. In front of the gate of the Zhenguo Mansion, there was an Imperial Pillar personally bestowed by the Emperor Taizu himself, so that when the civil officials passed by, they had to get down from the sedan chair, and when the military generals passed by, they had to dismount from their horses.
From afar, Huarong got off the carriage.
"As expected of the High Duke's Public House. It's so crowded," Huarong said.
Someone saw that she was a pretty girl and came over to greet her. "May I know which family you're from?"
"I'm just from a normal family. I'm afraid I'm not as noble as you, sister," Huarong said politely.
The girl saw that although Huarong was dressed in plain clothes, the material of his clothes was rare. The jade hairpin on his head was even more expensive. It was much better than hers. In addition, Huarong's speech and behavior were very polite. Therefore, she wasn't sure about her family background.
"Sister, you must be joking. You look noble. You must be from a scholarly family," the girl said with a slightly flattering tone.
As soon as she finished speaking, someone from the Zhenguo Mansion came over. "Are you Miss Gu?"
"Yes." Huarong bowed. "This is the goods that the High Duke's Public House wants."
"Miss Gu, please come in and have a cup of tea." The person was very polite. The people who were queuing up to enter the High Duke's Public House were very envious.
"Miss Gu?" Someone seemed to have guessed Huarong's identity.
"She must be from the Gu Family."
"What is she doing in the High Duke's Public House? How dare she covet the position of the Crown Prince's wife with her lowly family background? "
When Huarong stepped into the High Duke's Public House, she almost fell down. Was there nothing else in these people's minds other than marriage?
Just as she stepped into the High Duke's Public House, a servant came out and said loudly, "The Crown Prince has left to travel. Please go back. The Old Man is not seeing any guests."
In the extremely elegant teahouse, there were not many people sitting down to drink tea. Perhaps it was because it was too remote, there were only a few people.
"Miss, the people in the Zhenguo Mansion said that the Crown Prince has left to travel. The Old Man is not seeing any guests." A maid who had just returned from the Zhenguo Mansion reported.
Yang Ze looked at the tea on the table. The tea was already cold, but she didn't touch it. When she heard the maid's report, she turned her head mechanically and stood up slowly. "Then let's go back."
"Miss …" The maid's heart ached and she choked.
Yang Ze squeezed out a forced smile and comforted the maid beside her. "It's okay. I shouldn't have any more fantasies."
She slowly went down the stairs and said, "Let's go back."
As she said that, she walked towards the Zhenguo Mansion.
Huarong was led to a remote courtyard. From afar, the courtyard looked very old and the road was covered with moss. It was obvious that few people came here and no one lived here.
"Miss, how do the people in the Zhenguo Mansion do their job? Why did they bring us to such a place? " Shuxiu felt the gloomy atmosphere and muttered unhappily. She was also a little scared. She shrank beside Huarong and looked around, afraid that a ghost's head would suddenly appear.
Huarong's heart was actually in a mess, but he didn't show it. His expression was calm and composed.
When they entered the courtyard, the scene in front of them changed. They saw that it was lush and full of hibiscus.
"The chess is about to emerge from the East, and shine on my threshold in Fusang." Huarong said as she walked towards Zhao Han-chul, who was sitting quietly in the courtyard and brewing tea. She remembered that the last time she met him at the Qilin Mountain, he was also brewing tea and playing chess with Xi Shi. "So the Crown Prince also cooks tea when he's alone."
"I'm looking for someone to play chess with. I wonder if Miss Gu has learned some of Master Gu's chess skills?" Zhao Han-chul extended his hand and made a gesture of invitation. He didn't treat Huarong as a girl.
However, Huarong was used to it and didn't feel that he was being rude.
It was just that … after meeting him a few times, Huarong found that Zhao Han-chul was a little changeable. When they first met, he was trapped by love and had a scholarly air with a murderous coldness. When they met again, he was covered in wounds. When they met again, he became more mysterious and at ease while brewing tea and playing chess. Now, he was even more different, as if … he was much more tactful.
In fact, he was somewhat similar to Xi Shi. However, Xi Shi's aura was more vicious, while Zhao Han-chul's aura was more murderous.
However, at this moment, there was no trace of murderous intent on his gentle face. Instead, he looked like a scholar who had walked out of a book, making people let down their guard.
Huarong sat opposite him and looked at the chess game. Zhao Han-chul was playing half a game with himself. Huarong glanced at it and then looked away. "They say that life is like a game of chess. Looking at this game, I know that the Crown Prince is a master."
"Miss Gu, why do you say that?" He said as he placed a piece and looked at Huarong.
Huarong had seen many handsome men, so she still had self-control. She smiled and raised her eyebrows. "When we first met, the Crown Prince was in a difficult situation. I didn't expect that in such a short time, he would become the favorite person of the Emperor. This change is like heaven and earth. If he's not a master, then what is?"
"Miss Gu's eyes are like torches. I think he's not bad."
"Back to the topic, I want to save someone," Huarong said seriously.
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