Yan Mingzhu narrowed her eyes slightly, "There is no smoke without fire. Since there are rumors, Fuyun Tower must have an inseparable relationship with the chamberlain.
Regardless of this for the moment, whether the teahouse can attract customers depends not only on the tea and snacks that make people's eyes brighter, but more importantly, the stories told by the storyteller must be fascinating."
Liu Niang immediately continued: "Although I haven't been in the imperial capital for a long time, I have also gone to other teahouses to learn from it. The most popular thing in the imperial capital nowadays is His Highness King Dingbei's invincible achievements in northern Xinjiang.
Oh, and there is also the jewel of our only female general in Jokhang. Although General Ming has passed away many years ago, there are still many girls in the circle of noble ladies in the imperial capital who like to hear about General Ming’s great achievements and the legends of these two big men.
The story always ranks among the top two on the list and remains popular for a long time."
This is not the first time Yan Mingzhu has heard others talk about this matter, although she does not feel that there is anything she can say about her past.
Even if there were, there aren't that many things that could tell so many stories, and so many people would be so fascinated by it, and it would still occupy the top two positions all year round, right?
Yan Mingzhu clenched her fists and coughed dryly, "Then can you tell the story of these two big shots?"
Liu Niang nodded, "Of course I will, but what I said was all said by the senior storytellers. I'm afraid that even if it is said on the stage, it will not be very attractive to the listeners.
If you don’t have enough power, you may not be able to retain customers.”
"It's okay, I do know some things about General Ming that are relatively private. Those senior storytellers must not know about them. As for His Royal Highness King Dingbei... Do you think it's possible to tell the story of the two of them?
Wouldn’t it be more attractive to talk about it together?”
Don’t people in the imperial capital like to hear the stories of these two people the most? Wouldn’t it be even more popular if they were told together?
Liu Niang was confused, "Let's put it together? But General Ming has been dead for many years, and when General Ming made great military exploits and was conferred as the general of the auxiliary country, His Royal Highness King Dingbei was just a little boy. This should be
How do you put it together?”
Yan Mingzhu made a guiding gesture, "You open up the pattern. For example, many years later, General Ming returned from rebirth and accidentally met His Highness King Dingbei. The two had similar interests, met each other late, and fought together..."
Unexpectedly, before she finished speaking, Liu Niang stood up suddenly, with a look of excitement on her face, "I understand, my boss, your idea is so novel and wonderful, I just feel like a spring of thoughts right now, please forgive me.
The slave has to retreat first!"
Without giving Yan Mingzhu a chance to react, Liu Niang held up the hem of her skirt and hurried away to the back hall.
Yan Mingzhu's hand paused in the air. Before she finished speaking, Liu Niang understood?
After Liu Niang's side was settled, Yan Mingzhu asked the clerk to bring a pen and paper. After writing, he put down the pen and handed it to shopkeeper Luo.
"We will suspend business for one day today. According to the plan on the drawing, we can decorate the teahouse within one day. Is it possible?"
Shopkeeper Luo glanced at the drawing from beginning to end. The overall layout did not change much, but some decorations were added to the original one.
Yan Mingzhu gave Liu Xiang a look, and Liu Xiang immediately understood. He took out a bag of silver and handed it to Shopkeeper Luo, "I'll leave it to the shopkeeper to decorate the teahouse."
Shopkeeper Luo repeatedly said: "This is what a small business should do. Don't worry, boss."
After making arrangements, it was getting late. Yan Mingzhu counted the time and had one more thing to do, so he left with a few words.
"Girl, the teahouse matter has been settled for the time being. Are we going back to the Marquis' Mansion?"
Yan Mingzhu shook her head, "No rush, let's go to Dingbei Prince's Mansion first."
Going to Dingbei Palace? What to do?
Liu Xiang followed Yan Mingzhu curiously, and after turning a corner, she was almost to Dingbei Prince's Mansion. Suddenly, someone from behind shouted: "Here it is!"
The next second, five men dressed as servants surrounded Yan Mingzhu.
Liu Xiang immediately stood in front of Yan Mingzhu without hesitation, "What do you want to do in broad daylight?"
The leading servant said: "Third girl, these servants are from the Earl's Palace of Pingchang. On the order of the Lord, please invite the third girl back to the house."
People from the Earl's Palace of Pingchang? Are they here to invite her back? With Uncle Pingchang's behavior, she had reconciled with Pei Zhuoran before. Uncle Pingchang would only think that she had lost the face of the Earl's Palace, so how could he let her go back?
?
It seems that this matter must be closely related to the step-sibling Deng.
Yan Mingzhu sneered, "Please ask me to go back to the Earl's Mansion? This is the first time I know that there is such a way to ask someone to ask for help?"
The servant's attitude was very arrogant: "Third Miss, the incident between you and the Pei family made the whole city known. A girl's family was kicked out by her husband's family. The Earl's Mansion has lost face.
The Lord cares about the father-daughter relationship with the third girl and takes you back regardless of past grudges. You should be grateful. The Lord is still waiting for you in the mansion, so don't waste time."
Liu Xiang pouted at them, "Fuck you, it was my girl who divorced that good-for-nothing Pei Zhuoran. The Pei family knelt down and cried, begging my girl to come back, but my girl didn't even bother to take a look!"
Compared to Liu Xiang's anger, Yan Mingzhu said calmly: "You want me to go back to the Earl's Mansion? That's fine. You go back now and tell my good father that if you want me to go back, you need to do two things.
,
First, when my mother married into the Earl's Mansion, she brought a lot of dowry. All these dowries were counted and waited for me to come and collect them; second, to expel Deng and her children from the Earl's Mansion.
There can only be one mistress, my mother."
The servant simply laughed and said, "Third Miss, you are probably crazy. Your mother has been dead for many years, and you still dare to make such demands. Please understand, it is the Lord who takes pity on you and wants you to
If you can have a place to stay, don’t be so shameless..."
Unexpectedly, before he finished speaking, a sudden gust of wind blew and hit him hard on the mouth!
The servant screamed and covered his mouth. The next second, his mouth swelled into a sausage!
"You...what did you do to my mouth?"
Yan Mingzhu curled her lips and said, "You are disrespectful to my mother by saying this. I just gave you a small gift, so there is no need to say thank you."
The servant was immediately angry and said, "I call you Miss Third, do you really think you are nothing? She is just a ruined concubine. If she dares to speak arrogant words here, come to me and catch her."
Tie her up and take her back to the Earl’s Mansion!”
When the leading servant rushed towards her, before Yan Mingzhu could move, a gust of wind came over and hit the servant on the back with a bang.
The servant who was extremely arrogant just a second ago was suddenly thrown into pieces and became as embarrassed as a dog!