"What's going on?" Huarong immediately asked excitedly. "Yangzhou is like a pool of stagnant water. It's rare for something to happen. Tell me quickly."
Gu Changrui was speechless.
Lin Heqing scratched his head. He went up to Huarong and said, "Boss, the old magic doctor is accepting disciples in the city!"
Huarong's eyes widened. Her expression was not good because her face was as cold as frost. "What did you say? He wants to accept disciples! "
Lin Heqing nodded. "Yes, boss. There are so many people lining up from the east to the south of the city. It's a spectacular scene."
"It's a good thing that the magic doctor is accepting disciples. Why did you say it's not good?" Gu Changrui felt that something was wrong.
Huarong rolled her eyes at her brother and said unhappily, "I knelt for several days at the Qilin Mountain, but he refused to accept me. Now he's accepting disciples in the city. This is a slap in the face! Why don't you understand? "
Gu Changrui shook his head helplessly. "Anin, you're a woman. Why do you want to learn medicine? It's reasonable that the magic doctor didn't accept you. "
"No, Brother Changrui, it's not like that. The magic doctor's condition for accepting disciples is the writing brush in boss's hand. He said that he'll accept anyone who can get boss's writing brush as his disciple." Lin Heqing's personality was getting more and more wishy-washy. She only got to the point after a long time.
Huarong instinctively pulled her sleeves. She had been keeping the writing brush carefully because she was afraid that Zhao Han-chul would take it back.
"He's up to no good!" She said angrily. "Let's go and ask him what he wants!"
As soon as they stepped out of the inn, Huarong was shocked. There were many people standing at the entrance of the inn. They were all dressed in silk and satin and had purple gold jade crowns on their heads. They all carried many gifts in their hands. Huarong roughly glanced at them and guessed that they were all expensive things.
"Greetings to Princess Minhui." The earth-shattering sound was ear-splitting.
Huarong was speechless.
"Princess, this is just a small token of my appreciation. Please accept it." As soon as he saw Hua Rong come out, he immediately went forward to present a gift. "This humble one does not dare to delay the Princess's time. I only wish to buy the brush in the Princess's hand."
"Buy a brush?" Before Huarong could answer, Lin Heqing asked, "With what?"
"It's nothing good. It's just jade. Young Master Lin, please take a look." The man opened the exquisite sandalwood box, revealing the best quality mutton fat jade inside. "Princess, please bestow the brush to me for the sake of my sincerity."
"What's a mere Mutton Fat Jade? Princess, I heard that Princess likes to fight crickets. This is the best quality cricket king, please take a look. "
"A pair of crickets wants the princess to bestow a brush? Move aside! "
"Princess, this is …"
"Princess, this is …"
The scene was very chaotic. Huarong could only hear the first few words at one point, but could not hear the rest. She retreated with lingering fear. "This old man, he did it on purpose!"
"Boss, you really don't want to trade? What's so valuable about a brush? "Lin Heqing was very confused.
Huarong pursed her lips. "This is not an ordinary brush. This is an immortal brush with supernatural powers." Huarong took out the brush and waved it in front of Lin Heqing. "Only a fool would sell it."
"Isn't this the Crown Prince's brush?" Gu Changrui suddenly said. He looked at Huarong happily. "Anin is right. Some people's brushes are very meaningful. How can they be measured by money?"
"Ah?" Huarong was confused. "Big Brother, what did you say?"
"Anin, don't worry. Big Brother understands your intentions." Gu Changrui patted her shoulder and said dotingly, "Someone, go and ask the divine doctor to come over."
When Gu Changrui's people arrived, the old divine doctor was arguing with his old rival. "Don't you know the power of your master's Dragon Bone Brush? Is it something I can touch? If you have the ability, why don't you go and steal one? The Dragon Bone Brush recognizes its master. It will kill anyone who steals it. If you're not afraid of death, go ahead. "
"Her Majesty wanted to acknowledge you as her master, but you refused. Now you want to accept someone else. Aren't you slapping her in the face? I won't allow you to treat Her Majesty like this! "the white-robed man said angrily.
"Little brother, don't you know what kind of karma your Her Majesty carries? Who's tired of living to be her master? I'll say it again. You can't steal, you can only trick her. Make her hand over the brush. Then the Dragon Bone Brush won't get angry. Both you and I will be happy. "The old divine doctor's mouth was dry.
The white-robed man was still not satisfied. "No, I won't allow you to slap Her Majesty's face!"
"Fine, fine, fine. You think of a way yourself. I won't interfere." He leaned back in his chair. "Don't blame me for not reminding you. The Dragon Bone Brush has already awakened. This world can't bear its destructive power. You and I won't be able to hold on for long."
"Hmph, I can't let Her Majesty lose face!" the white-robed man said and left with a flick of his sleeves.
He appeared in front of Zhao Han-chul in the blink of an eye. Zhao Han-chul couldn't see him. He waved a ray of light. Zhao Han-chul immediately bowed and said, "Immortal Elder, please instruct me."
"Go and retrieve the Dragon Bone Brush."
Zhao Han-chul nodded like a zombie. He quickly went to look for Huarong. He didn't know why he came to look for Huarong, but he had an inexplicable strong desire to retrieve the brush.
Huarong saw Zhao Han-chul appear with a dazed expression. She grinned. "Crown Prince."
"Princess, please return the brush to me." He was straightforward, but he felt that the words were inappropriate. He didn't want to take the brush back, but the words that came out of his mouth were against his will. He frowned deeply, feeling conflicted.
Huarong sat down with a smile. "Crown Prince, please have a seat."
Zhao Han-chul obeyed and sat down. Huarong ordered Shuxiu to pour tea. "Crown Prince, I heard that Princess Guan Tong is also in Yangzhou. It's a pity that I can't see her. Do you know her situation?"
"I haven't seen Princess Guan Tong." Zhao Han-chul shook his head. "I was asked to come here to protect you, Princess of Minhui. Princess Guan Tong's situation has nothing to do with me."
"How can you say that? No matter what, she's still a princess. As the Crown Prince of the Duke's Public House, shouldn't you protect her? "Huarong disagreed.
Zhao Han-chul couldn't help laughing. "Princess, you don't know that I came to Yangzhou in the name of traveling. I'm not going out on business, so you don't have to care about Princess Guan Tong. She has the protection of the prefectural yamen anyway."
Huarong was speechless. In her heart, she lit a candle for Princess Guan Tong. It seemed that the Crown Prince didn't like her. "By the way, may I ask why the Crown Prince wants to protect me?"
"Asked by someone," Zhao Han-chul answered truthfully.
"Strange. Why does Xi Shi want to protect me? What do you think?" Huarong had always wanted to ask this question, although she often narcissistically thought that Xi Shi must have fallen in love with her.
However, when she came to her senses, she deeply understood that Xi Shi couldn't have fallen in love with her at first sight.
"I also want to ask Princess, what's your relationship with Xi Shi? Why does he want me to protect you?" Zhao Han-chul asked in return, proving that he didn't know the inside story.
"She must have fallen in love with me, hahaha." Huarong said narcissistically, "Crown Prince Zhao, don't fall in love with me. The Emperor wants you to be Princess Guan Tong's son-in-law. I don't want her to hate me."
"Please be careful with your words, Princess!" Zhao Han-chul's face turned pale and then turned red. He was extremely uncomfortable.
Huarong smiled slyly and sat beside him. "Does the Crown Prince think that I'm not good-looking?"
She was very close to him. Zhao Han-chul hurriedly stood up and took two steps back. "Princess, have a good rest. I'll take my leave."
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