The bluestone path, the sunlight shining on the ground.
The shopkeeper held the lacquered wooden tea tray in both hands and walked upstairs lightly. The businessman's shrewdness was no longer there in his eyes, and was replaced by a face full of respect.
He raised his hand and knocked lightly on the latticed wooden door.
The shopkeeper was waiting at the door, holding white tea and cakes.
After a while, I heard a soft voice from inside the room: "Come in."
A tall figure stood in front of the window behind layers of curtains. Wei Ziyuan had his back to the shopkeeper. The shattered sunlight fell on his shoulders, making him look like a god from heaven.
It is not an exaggeration to say that he is a god.
A few days ago, the shopkeeper's family suffered a great disaster and was in urgent need of money. Relatives and friends refused to see him, so the shopkeeper had no choice but to sell the shop with tears in his eyes.
But the dealer knew that he was short of money, so he deliberately lowered the price and asked him to sell the shop at a low price. The shopkeeper was so angry that he almost had a fight in public.
It was at that time that he met Wei Ziyuan.
The other party was like a god who had descended to earth. After buying the shop, he did not drive the owner away, but allowed him to continue running the business in the shop. Wei Ziyuan only served as the boss who did not show up.
The figure in front of the window stood straight like a pine or cypress. The shopkeeper smiled and said, "Boss, the girl has left." He took out some small silver coins from his sleeve and said, "This is what the girl just bought. They are all rouge and powder."
The shopkeeper didn't understand why Wei Ziyuan accepted money from the girl since he seemed to think highly of her.
The ancients said, "A beautiful lady is the ideal match for a gentleman." (*Selected from the Book of Songs)
The shopkeeper shook his head and said, "Boss, if you really like that girl, you should give her some rouge and powder. Let me see that girl..."
Wei Ziyuan remained calm and looked down: "Who is that?"
The shopkeeper followed his gaze and was suddenly startled. He wondered why Wei Ziyuan refused to express his feelings. It turned out that the girl was from the Third Prince's house.
The shopkeeper felt deeply sorry and sympathetic. Meeting Wei Ziyuan's confused gaze, the shopkeeper lowered his hands and said hurriedly, "That carriage belongs to the Third Prince's mansion."
Wei Ziyuan frowned: "... Third Prince?"
The shopkeeper nodded, raised his eyes and quietly looked at Wei Ziyuan's expression, fearing that he would do something stupid, the shopkeeper reminded him gently: "This third prince is not an ordinary person."
Wei Ziyuan was puzzled.
The shopkeeper lowered his voice and whispered in Wei Ziyuan's ear: "This man is fearless. The Queen Queen avoids him when she sees him. Even his eldest brother, the Crown Prince, he..."
The shopkeeper stroked his beard and sighed, "I'm sorry to say that if you run into me in the future, I'll definitely stay away from you."
Don't bring trouble upon yourself.
Wei Ziyuan remained silent, just staring out the window in a daze.
…
At the door.
Qiuyan and Baizhi each held a bundle, all filled with rouge and powder that they had just bought from the shop.
Qiuyan was in high spirits, her eyes smiling like crescent moons: "Miss, do you like this color? I have seen it in a book before. If you grind the pollen into powder and add..."
Song Lingzhi smiled and said, "I like it."
Qiuyan frowned slightly and pouted: "You didn't even listen to what I said, how come you like it?"
Before she finished speaking, she took Song Lingzhi's arm and said with a smile, "Miss, you are smiling, but it shows that you still need to go out more often. Staying in that room all day is unbearable for anyone. You were often depressed before, and I was worried..."