Ying Tianfu.
Just after Xu Shi, most of the people who had worked hard all day went home to eat.
Jintingfang, located in the south of the city, has just begun to be bustling with activity. The three-story building is brightly lit inside and outside.
Guests have been coming to the door one after another, and the hall on the first floor is very lively with the sounds of talking and laughter accompanied by the singing of birds and birds.
There are private rooms on the second floor. Young women in cool clothes are either leaning against the window and gently shaking their fans, or leaning half of their bodies out of the window to greet familiar guests.
Only the third floor was clean, and the pleasant sound of silk and bamboo could be faintly heard from inside.
A gust of night wind blew by, and the gauze curtain near the window swayed lightly in the wind. One or two soft and melodious sounds leaked out, making everyone who heard it look intoxicated.
"Miss Sherman's singing seems to be improving again."
"Scare, I'm talking as if you've heard it before! Miss Sherman's threshold is not that low!"
"Of course I've heard of it!" The person who spoke at the beginning was blushing and said, "It's just that Miss Sherman had just entered the industry at that time, and she wasn't as popular as she is now. My family is still relatively wealthy. Let's listen to a song. It’s still worth listening to.”
"Then you are so lucky! Miss Xueman came to Jintingfang and became popular after singing only two performances. Not many people heard her singing at first."
Upon hearing this, several people around him became interested, and they all came over and asked, "What was Miss Sherman like back then? Did she only sing songs at that time? Or..."
"Go, go, stay away!" The person who spoke at the beginning obviously respected Miss Sherman very much, "Miss Sherman has always been a coward, not the kind of person you said!"
"Come on, stop fooling yourself and others." The people around him were embarrassed by him, and some people said unconvinced, "Did you know that the third floor is now covered in water? That's Prince Ren! Miss Sherman is with her up there every day. Wait, I’m afraid I’ve been played over and over for a long time, and you’re still confused, that’s just the old madam’s excuse to deceive you silly boys!”
"You fart!"
Seeing that the two people were about to start a fight over this matter, several guards from Jintingfang, who were big and powerful, slowly approached.
One of the leaders shouted: "What are you doing? Do you dare to fight here?"
The two people who were at loggerheads just now put out the fire immediately.
Jintingfang has Prince Ren as its backer, and their business is so good that they can't squeeze in even if they arrive late, so they don't care about losing a few troublemaking guests.
Anyone who dares to cause trouble here will be beaten and thrown out easily.
But what the man just said was right. The third floor of Jintingfang, together with Miss Xueman, had long been taken over by Prince Ren.
In the past six months or so, Prince Ren has lived here almost 80% of the time, only returning to the palace occasionally when something happened.
Although Sherman can't come out to receive other guests, Prince Ren's support is even more rare. Let alone one Sherman, even three or five of them can be exchanged for Prince Ren's protection.
Besides, if Prince Ren wants to stay here, is there any room for them to refuse?
Therefore, regardless of whether the people in Jintingfang are willing or not, there is no other way except to serve carefully.
For Prince Ren, today is no different from every day except that the weather is extremely hot.
He lay on the couch covered with jade mats on the third floor of Jintingfang, listening to Xue Man's moving singing.
Now that the sun has set, there are several ice basins beside the couch, and four maids are helping him fan himself, and the heat is gradually receding.
Just when he felt cool all over his body and a little drowsy, the sound of hurried footsteps going upstairs suddenly came from outside the door, which immediately drove away the drowsiness he had just brewed.
Prince Ren felt agitated in his heart, and just as he was about to curse, he heard someone shouting outside the door: "Your Majesty, there is an urgent report coming from the capital eight hundred miles away!"
"Come in!"
As soon as he heard that it was an urgent report from the capital, the anger in Prince Ren's heart was instantly extinguished, and his sleepiness completely disappeared.
He turned over and got up from the couch, waved his hand to Sherman, signaling her to stop singing. Then he took the album from the stranger's hand, unfolded it, and almost made his nose crooked with anger.
When the maids and Xueman saw his expression, they all knelt down out of habit, for fear of offending him.
Prince Ren ignored them, put the zhezi into his arms and said: "Prepare the car immediately and go back to the house!"
These days, as the year goes by, Prince Ren's return to the palace is a new thing.
When Prince Ren's concubine Yun Xutong heard that her servants were calling to report, alarm bells rang in her heart immediately, and she hurriedly asked: "What has Ting'er been busy with recently? Could it be that he got into some trouble again?"
The servant hurriedly said: "The prince recently went to Zhuangzi on the outskirts of the city to escape the summer heat. He was not in the city, and I didn't hear what he did."
Yun Xutong felt relieved after hearing this, and then went out to welcome Prince Ren back to his home.
"The prince is back. It's very hot today. There is iced sweet-scented osmanthus and sour plum soup in the small kitchen, as well as fruit cheese. I asked someone to bring some for the prince to eat."
Prince Ren slapped the table and said angrily: "What the hell! With such a careless son, what else can I eat? Sooner or later, I will make him angry to death!"
"Didn't Ting'er go out of town to escape the summer heat recently? Why did he offend the prince?" Yun Xutong frowned.
"No matter where he is, he has the ability to cause trouble for me!" Prince Ren said, taking out the folder from his arms, throwing it on the table and saying, "This is an urgent report from the capital for eight hundred miles. You can read it yourself." What has your good son done?"
As soon as Yun Xutong heard that it was sent from the capital, he immediately panicked.
If it just made Prince Ren unhappy, it wouldn't be a big deal. After his son grew up over the years, the father and son never let up when they got together.
As time went by, Yun Xutong gradually got used to it. Anyway, Prince Ren only had one son. What could he do besides beating and scolding him a few times? Did he really want to annihilate his descendants?
But if the matter is brought to Beijing, it will be no small matter.
Prince Ren is said to be the biological brother of the emperor's first wife, but for so many years, the emperor has never shown much favor to him.
Until now, even Ting'er has been reluctant to grant him the title of heir apparent. If there really is any big trouble and the emperor becomes angry, even the prince may not be able to protect Li Ziting.
Especially since this discount was delivered on a 800-mile expedited basis. Besides battle reports, what other major events are worth using 800-mile expedited service on?
Yun Xutong reached out and picked up the folder. Before he could open it to read, he was already frightened to the point of weakness by his various imaginations.
She swayed twice and was supported by the maid. She sat down slowly and took a deep breath before she mustered up the courage to open the book.
But after seeing the content clearly, Yun Xutong's expression changed from frightened to confused, and then she felt dumbfounded.
"This... this is such a big deal, we had to rush it over eight hundred miles away."
