Yang Mansion. Lu Zhiyun looked at the wedding quilt and pillow that were thrown out, with doubts on her face.
"Ms. Yang, don't you like the wedding quilt and pillow made by our Sibao Pavilion?"
A girl came out from inside.
The girl was dressed gracefully and luxuriously, with a face that could only be called delicate and full of arrogance: "Your Si Bao Pavilion is really getting worse and worse. Can the things you make here be used?"
"From the materials to the patterns, we only started making them after your family had reviewed them." Lu Zhiyun said calmly, "I wonder what aspects are not as good as Miss Yang's wishes?"
"I don't like anything." Yang Yiren looked at Lu Zhiyun's delicate and beautiful face, her eyes full of jealousy.
"What a pity." Lu Zhiyun said, "When making these things, our embroiderers brought blessings to Miss Yang and King Xuan, and every stitch was full of joy. The embroiderers also said that happiness can only be made with blessings.
Only by being can can the newlyweds grow old together and have descendants. Now if Miss Yang doesn't like it, the only choice is to burn it. After all, our Sibao Pavilion does not have the habit of selling the previous guest's things to the next guest. If you don't know how to burn it,
, I don’t know if there will be any harm to the newcomers... Probably not. Miss Yang, don’t mind, after all, it is just a dead thing, not so evil."
"Burn it?" Yang Yiren looked ugly, "That's not possible."
"If Miss Yang doesn't like it, these things don't belong to you, so why can't we burn the things in Si Bao Pavilion? It's just a small penalty. It's okay. I have the money."
"Even if I don't like it, these things can't be burned." Yang Yiren said angrily, "How much money?"
"What Miss Yang means is..."
"How much silver are these things worth?"
"Ms. Yang wants to buy them? But doesn't Miss Yang like them? In fact, you don't have to force yourself. If you don't like them, just don't like them. We will take care of it."
"Stop talking nonsense." Yang Yiren glared at her.
"Well, since Miss Yang insists on this, then I can only be respectful and obey her orders." Lu Zhiyun said, "Five thousand taels."
The maid next to her said: "Miss, the original agreement was clearly for four thousand taels."
"As the beloved disciple of the Master of Sibao Pavilion, that is me, because Miss Yang has not gotten up yet, I have been waiting here for an hour and delayed a lot of things. I have to pay money. Originally, half an hour was one thousand
Two taels of silver, that's two thousand taels of silver an hour, but I know that Miss Yang is going to be Princess Xuan, so to congratulate you, I'll give you a 50% discount."
"I heard that your father is an official."
"That's right."
"Aren't you afraid of offending this young lady? Why don't you walk around without finishing your meal?"
"I made the quilt for Miss Yang to use when we got married. It's hard work but no credit. I don't know why Miss Yang is so angry? Maybe it's because of the money. Miss Yang really doesn't have it, so just don't give it to me. Anyway, I don't lack this thousand.
Two pieces of silver. Miss Yang, please don't scare me. I'm timid and cry when I'm scared. If I go out crying, people who don't know will think I've been wronged..."
"Yiren." Mrs. Yang stood not far away, watching this scene with cold eyes, "Give her the money."
"mother……"
"hurry up."
Yang Yiren was unwilling to give in, but she did not dare to disobey her mother.
Lu Zhiyun saluted Mrs. Yang.
Mrs. Yang looked at the little girl in front of her.
There was a big fuss about King Xuan not wanting to get married, and everyone in the circle knew about it. The Yang family sent people to inquire about it, and learned that King Xuan had a sweetheart, and that sweetheart was the little girl in front of him.
Yang Yiren grew up pampered and well-off. How could she have ever suffered such injustice? So she deliberately made things difficult for her.
In fact, it's not necessary.
The emperor granted her marriage, and Yang Yiren was the legitimate Princess Xuan. It was really a loss of grace to embarrass a little girl.
Lu Zhiyun collected the banknote, saluted Mrs. Yang, and turned to leave.
Yang Yiren looked at her back angrily.
"Now do you know why Prince Xuan likes her? No matter her appearance or demeanor, you can't compare to her. If you want to secure your position as Princess Xuan, you have to give birth to the child as soon as possible."
"I will never let this vixen marry into Prince Xuan's palace."
Lu Zhiyun delivered the goods and received another thousand taels of 'hard-earned silver', feeling very happy.
As soon as she left Yang Yiren's courtyard, she saw Fan Yan and the young master of the Yang family passing by, and they happened to see her.
"Miss Lu." Yang Fangjun's eyes were full of joy when he saw Lu Zhiyun, "You're here."
"I'm leaving." Lu Zhiyun said calmly.
"Oh, so you've finished everything you made for my sister?"
"Um."
"Then...I want to make two outfits, I don't know..."
"If Mr. Yang wants to make clothes, you can go to Sibao Pavilion to register. Then someone will come to your door to tailor the clothes for you."
"You won't do it?"
"I don't do men's clothing." Lu Zhiyun smiled, "I'm sorry, I have to say goodbye."
Fan Yan watched Lu Zhiyun walk by.
From the moment she appeared until now, his eyes have been on her, but she didn't even give him a look.
He knew that she didn't like him pestering her in the first place, and she disliked him even less now.
Yang Fangjun watched Lu Zhiyun's back disappear.
Fan Yan's eyes sank slightly: "Have you seen enough?"
Yang Fangjun came back to his senses and said with red cheeks: "I made the prince laugh."
"Young Master Yang, please be patient. There is no chance between you and her." Fan Yan stepped forward.
Yang Fangjun sighed sadly: "How can the heart be so easy to control?"
Lu Zhiyun handed over five thousand taels of silver to the pavilion master.
"This thousand taels of silver is yours, so you can keep it alone."
"Isn't this not good? Master." Lu Zhiyun said while putting away the thousand taels of silver notes.
Pavilion Master Xu was amused by her actions: "Did you inherit your mother's money obsession?"
"Really? Isn't it human nature to be obsessed with money?" Lu Zhiyun said, "Besides, although my mother is obsessed with money, she has also done many good deeds."
"I will send other people to handle the affairs of the Yang family, so don't touch it." Pavilion Master Xu said, "You have been studying well recently, but the few people in your hands can't keep up. You can teach them."
"Yes, Master." Lu Zhiyun said, "Since there are no other tasks for us, can we not report to Sibao Pavilion? I want to take them out to relax."
"You mean..."
"Don't my mother have a resort? I took them there to learn skills."
Pavilion Master Xu looked at Lu Zhiyun faintly: "Little girl, do you know that you sometimes attract hatred?"
Lu Zhiyun said sweetly: "I know! But my mother said that only those who are good enough will be hated by others, and those who are not hated by others are mediocre people."
"Get out, get out."
"I will bring delicious food back to Master." Lu Zhiyun slipped out.
Pavilion Master Xu shook his head gently: "What a disaster."