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"Okay, okay! I never thought that the Marquis of Jing'an would be so capable as to play tricks on me like this!"

The person sitting in the upper seat was wearing a black robe that covered his face tightly. Although he was laughing at this time, the laughter was extremely cold and everyone shuddered when they heard it.

"Master, Master, how about we go look for it again?"

A small leader, enduring fear, asked cautiously.

"Looking for? Ha, they've been playing us like monkeys for a long time, how can you find us?"

The man in black robe sneered, with a hint of coldness in his eyes.

"That……"

"He is incompetent and extremely stupid. Kill him."

The man in black robe waved his fingers slightly, and the sound fell lightly.

These men in black were so scared that they looked up, but before they could react, hidden weapons came from all directions and killed them all in an instant.

The smell of blood made the black-robed man take a greedy deep breath, then slowly stood up from his seat and said in a grim voice:

"Marquis Jing'an has been like an invisible man for so many years. It is impossible for him to have such wisdom. I am afraid that someone behind him has given him advice. Go and check. I want to see who is giving him advice..."

"Yes! Master." The guard behind the black-robed man responded, and then said:

"But Master, if this weapon is delivered, then the War King will die, right?"

"Oh... it doesn't matter. Fortunately, I have made two preparations. The weapons are fine. Then let Huo Zhanting go to his death obediently, isn't that enough?"

"What do you mean..."

"Tsk, I heard that King Zhan is very filial. The people of Xiangshan Temple should also take action..."

As the black-robed man spoke, the corners of his mouth rose, revealing a hint of sarcasm.

"Yes! I will do it now!"

Fighting against the Prince's Mansion.

The continuous drizzle enveloped Prince Zhan's Palace like a veil.

At the end of the long corridor, there is a pavilion built by the pond.

Shen Qinglan was standing in the pavilion. The breeze blew gently, lifting her long hair and clothes. From a distance, she looked like a goddess who was about to ascend to heaven on the spot.

Shen Qinglan listened to the "ding dong" sound of rain falling into the pool, looked at the seemingly endless rain, frowned, and always felt that something seemed to have been overlooked.

"Miss? What's wrong with you? You seem uneasy. Are you worried about the Marquis?"

Shuyu saw it next to Shen Qinglan and asked curiously.

Shen Qinglan shook his head and said, "This rain is just as I expected. It will last for a few days. As long as father follows my plan, nothing will happen."

"In that case, what are you worried about?"

As Shu Yu was speaking, he felt the spring rain was a little chilly, so he took the cloak beside him and put it on Shen Qinglan.

Shen Qinglan gathered his cloak and shook his head slightly. Then, as if he had thought of something, he turned around and said:

"How many days have the old princess and her friends been at Xiangshan Temple?"

"About half a month?" Shu Yu tilted his head and thought for a while, then spoke.

"It's been half a month. He should be back by now." He was just going to burn incense and pray, why did it take so long?

Besides, the old princess had given instructions before she left, so she should have returned by now.

"Should I send someone to ask?" Shu Yu said.

"Okay." Shen Qinglan nodded.

Even if the old princess intended to take Xie Wanying with her in order to make the previous incident smaller, the time was long enough.

After Shuyu left, Ren Donglai came hurriedly.

Shen Qinglan saw that Ren Donglai's face was full of joy, and couldn't help but asked with a smile:

"Why are you so happy? Did you get rich?"

Ren Donglai listened to Shen Qinglan's teasing and immediately bowed to Shen Qinglan. He couldn't suppress the smile on his face and said:

"Princess, I have indeed become rich."

"Tell me about it?" Shen Qinglan smiled and sat on the stone chair in the pavilion. He poured himself a cup of tea and said casually.

Ren Donglai did not hesitate and immediately recounted the whole story.

Ever since Shen Qinglan cleaned up all the shops under the name of Prince Zhan's Mansion one by one and sent her own people to help manage the shops, all the shops have been renovated.

The shop owners in the past either did not know how to run a business or cut corners, so the shops naturally could not make ends meet.

But now it is different. The shops have replaced a group of capable shopkeepers, and Shen Qinglan has formulated rectification methods for each shop, so naturally the shops have started to make profits.

Let’s not talk about anything else, just talk about Linglong Pavilion. The jewelry styles in the past were too old-fashioned, so business was naturally not good.

But now, after getting the new jewelry designed by Shen Qinglan herself, coupled with the buy-new-get-old-free promotion, it has attracted the love of many noble ladies in Beijing, and the shop is always crowded with people.

The conservative shopkeeper Pei looked at the endless stream of customers every day with a smile that was so wide that his eyes and eyebrows were not visible.

Besides, the grain store was originally embezzled. Now after rectification, Shen Qinglan asked the grain store to post a notice again.

The notice specifically states that no matter whether new or old customers, anyone who comes to buy food can enjoy this benefit. Once they buy rice, grain or oil, they can get an additional designated medicinal meal from "Zhenxiulou".

In this case, even though everyone didn't know what the so-called medicinal food in Zhenxiu Tower was, since it was a gift, how could they possibly refuse it?

This not only benefits the people who come to buy grain, but also provides additional publicity for Zhenxiulou, killing two birds with one stone.

Now, in just a few days, the news that Zhenxiulou is going to reopen has spread throughout the capital!

Lu Jinghuai has already prepared everything and is just waiting to open.

"Oh, by the way, Lu Jinghuai has looked at it for a few seconds and wants you to make a decision."

As Ren Donglai spoke, he handed over a note. Shen Qinglan took a look, smiled and shook his head:

"Any day is fine. You ask him to watch it. And tell him that I must go on the first day of the opening."

Hearing this, Ren Donglai smiled and put the note away, then took out another one and handed it to Shen Qinglan again, saying:

"I'm afraid this kid has already guessed what the princess will say. He said that if the princess lets him decide, it will be three days later. He also asked the princess to help invite the distinguished guests on the list to come, so as to build momentum."

Shen Qinglan looked at the list. Most of them were dignitaries from the imperial court. If they could be invited, it would indeed add some strength to Zhenxiu Tower.

Coincidentally, the people on the list happened to be the families that she and Huo Junyu had visited door to door in the past few days.

She couldn't help laughing at Lu Jinghuai's anger and scolded:

"This kid is really good at scheming. It seems that I, who was smiling all the way to the end, ended up helping him and acting as a matchmaker?"

Ren Dong saw that although Shen Qinglan was scolding, she didn't look really angry, so he smiled and continued:

"Although Lu Jinghuai is young, he is very prudent in his actions. The princess has good judgment."

Shen Qinglan handed the list back to Ren Donglai, and then said:

"Alright, stop speaking for him. Just have someone send the notice in my name to each person on the list."

Before Ren Donglai left, Shu Wen appeared behind Shen Qinglan without him noticing, and said to Shen Qinglan:

"Miss, the person you invited is here."

Shen Qinglan raised his eyebrows and gave a meaningful instruction:

"Oh? You're here? In that case, please invite all the young masters and young ladies to Ming Academy..."