Yun Zheng's words successfully helped Zhang Xu find his goal.
Zhang Xu changed his previous attitude towards Yun Zheng and became incredibly enthusiastic.
Zhang Xu's rapid shift in attitude caught Yun Zheng completely off guard.
At noon, Zhang Xu insisted on dragging Yun Zheng to the best restaurant in the imperial city.
He wants to properly entertain this kindred spirit.
"Your Highness, after all these years, I have finally met someone who understands me!"
"Your Highness has no idea how I've managed all these years!"
"Just because I can't pursue scholarship, and I'm not good at poetry or songs, everything I do is wrong."
In the tavern, Zhang Xu was drinking while lamenting to Yun Zheng.
When it comes to the moment of emotion, Zhang Xu's eyes were once again tinged with red.
Yun Zheng could indeed understand Zhang Xu.
His grandfather was a Grand Scholar of the Wenhua Pavilion and also the imperial tutor.
Growing up in such a family, not studying and pursuing knowledge is the greatest sin.
Zhang Xu took a sip of wine and said, "To be honest, Your Highness, around the fifteenth of every month, I dare not come this way. If I have to pass through here to go elsewhere, I always take a detour."
"Why?"
Yun Zheng was puzzled, "You don't seem like the kind of person who is timid and afraid of trouble!"
This guy used to dare to scold me, the prince, indirectly, yet he is so afraid of this place?
"This is not a matter of being cowardly or brave."
Zhang Xuku laughed and asked, "Your Highness, do you know where it is if you turn right and walk a hundred paces from this tavern?"
Yun Zheng shook his head, "I rarely left the palace before, so I really didn't know this."
Zhang Xu revealed a lewd smile, "That is the largest and most famous brothel in the imperial city, the Garden of Blossoms."
Green... a brothel?
Yun Zheng had a dark expression, "What do you need to detour for when it comes to the brothel? Are you afraid of Elder Zhang...?"
"Not, not!"
Zhang Xu kept waving his hands, revealing a look of deep grievance and bitterness. "This group of fragrant gardens is just insane! I mean, what's the point? A rundown brothel holding some ridiculous poetry gathering on the fifteenth of every month!"
Poetry meeting?
Yun Zheng suddenly realized and joked, "So you took a detour because you're not good at poetry and songs?"
"Mm."
Zhang Xu nodded lightly, feeling frustrated: "If the poetry meeting at Qunfang Garden produces a masterpiece, as soon as it reaches my grandfather's ears, that old man won't ask for the details and will scold me right away..."
Is that so?
Yun Zheng chuckled in disbelief and teased, "So do you also dislike the Garden of Blossoms? Just like you inexplicably disliked me before?"
When it comes to this matter, Zhang Xu couldn't help but blush, chuckling awkwardly, "Usually, I quite like the Qunfang Garden. Your Highness, you may not know, but the women in the Qunfang Garden are all like delicate jade, resembling celestial beings. When it comes to the bed, each one is a captivating enchantress, and the experience..."
Zhang Xu gradually set himself free.
When it comes to the women of the Garden of Blossoms, they are truly radiant, their facial fat squeezing their eyes into mere slits.
In this way, it looks even more sleazy.
"Cough cough..."
It wasn't until Gao He, standing beside him, gently coughed that Zhang Xu realized something was off.
"Ha ha, got sidetracked."
Zhang Xu chuckled and continued to reminisce to himself, "It would be even better if the Orchid Pavilion didn't hold that ridiculous poetry gathering."
"There's no need to hide, what are you afraid of!"
Yun Zheng smiled slightly, "Your poetry and songs may not be great, but you have a business mind! Just think about it, if you slap down a silver note worth ten thousand taels, who wouldn't treat you like an ancestor?"
Hmm?
Hearing Yun Zheng's words, Zhang Xu was suddenly taken aback.
Upon careful consideration, Zhang Xu was instantly filled with excitement, his face alight with enthusiasm as he exclaimed, "Your Highness, your words are like a sudden enlightenment to me!"
"I've made up my mind; in two days at the poetry gathering, I will definitely go!"
"I called over a dozen girls to serve me, lying there like a lord, making those pretentious scholars green with envy, wahaha!"
"Your Highness is indeed exceptionally intelligent; your talents are truly rare in the world..."
Zhang Xuxing was so excited that he danced with joy, showering Yun Zheng with compliments.
Yun Zheng listened, but his face was filled with dark lines.
Is this guy really going to do that?
If Elder Zhang knew that this was his own idea given to Zhang Xu, I wonder if Elder Zhang would come with a knife to kill at my Sixth Prince's residence.
"Cough cough..."
Yun Zheng interrupted the overly excited Zhang Xu, "Let's not talk about the poetry meeting for now; let's discuss something serious!"
"Serious matter?"
Zhang Xu was puzzled and blurted out, "What serious business can we two possibly have together?"
"I..."
Yun Zheng paused slightly.
Damn it!
So, they two, both useless in the imperial city, can only get together to do some chaotic things, right?
Zhang Xu noticed that Yun Zheng's expression was off, so he forced a smile and said, "Your Highness, please speak."
Yun Zheng glanced at him in silence before saying, "You should have heard Elder Zhang mention it. I've read an ancient book called 'Ge Wu.' That book contains many strange and clever techniques. If we could create those things, we would definitely make a fortune..."
Zhang Xu immediately patted his chest and said, "Whatever His Highness leaves to me, I can handle it! I'm not good at anything else, but I'm skilled at tinkering with those things! When the time comes, we'll split the silver we earn!"
On the right path!
You can't deny that this guy has a knack for business!
He understood even before I mentioned the collaboration.
Since Zhang Xu has brought it up, Yun Zheng also agreed accordingly.
Just as the two were engrossed in conversation, a few more people walked up to the second floor of the tavern.
Lao Si, Yun Ting?
Yun Zheng frowned slightly, not expecting to run into the fourth brother while out for a meal!
Seeing Yun Zheng, Yun Ting was also slightly taken aback.
Seeing Yun Zheng actually sitting together with Zhang Xu, this good-for-nothing who had no skills, drinking, Yun Ting immediately showed a sneer on his face.
These two notorious good-for-nothings actually got together?
This truly is a case of like attracting like and people grouping together!
"Old Six, what a coincidence!"
Yun Ting greeted with a strange tone, stepping towards Yun Zheng.
"Yes, Fourth Brother! What a coincidence!"
Yun Zheng looked at Yun Ting with a smile, "Fourth Brother, you got beaten by Father Emperor. Are your injuries feeling any better?"
Hearing Yun Zheng's words, Yun Ting's expression suddenly fell.
Yun Zheng publicly said that he was beaten by Emperor Wen, isn't that a slap in the face?
"Old Six, you've been favored lately; it seems your courage has grown quite a bit!"
Yun Ting looked at Yun Zheng with an unfriendly expression.
In the past, if he had looked at Yun Zheng with such eyes, Yun Zheng would have long been scared into apologizing.
However, Yun Zheng now seemed unconcerned.
"Fourth brother, you really misunderstood me."
Yun Zheng shook his head and said seriously, "I care about Fourth Brother!"
"Care?"
Yun Ting clenched his fist and said with a grim expression, "You seem quite pleased with yourself lately! Shouldn't Fourth Brother show some concern for you?"
"I really care about Fourth Brother!"
Yun Zheng said seriously, "To be honest with you, Fourth Brother, the ancient book I read recorded a type of chili oil specifically for treating bruises and injuries. I was thinking, if your injury hasn't healed yet, I would find a way to make a bottle of chili oil to give to you..."
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The Unstoppable Sixth Prince
Historical FictionYun Zheng transmigrates into the body of the Sixth Prince of the Daqian Dynasty. He doesn't seek to usurp the throne or engage in palace intrigues; he simply wants to secure military power and live peacefully as the Sixth Prince. With military power...