Buddhist Miracle Doctor: The Dark Prince, Can't Get Rid of Him

The tea shop owner was very efficient. Soon, the singers and dancers arrived.

Mu Yingbao and his party were in the private room of the teahouse, sipping tea, listening to songs, and enjoying the singing and dancing. They did not return to the palace at noon, but ordered food and wine from a restaurant outside for lunch.

After eating, I stayed in the teahouse for more than an hour before going downstairs.

The few people from Yun Ning Kingdom who were waiting outside the teahouse did not expect that the First Rank Lady not only did not leave in anger, but actually stayed without any courtesy.

I listened to the little tunes and occasional laughter coming from upstairs, and also ordered a table from the restaurant.

As for them, they had been standing for most of the day and were thirsty and hungry.

After finally waiting for them to come downstairs and leave, I saw the two maids of the first-rank lady holding something that looked like pillows.

They saw it with their own eyes; this thing wasn't there when they went in.

"Tea boss, you guys really know how to do business. I told me to take the tea back and make pillows myself, and you actually helped me make them. Don't worry, if I go back and sleep well, I'll order more tea from you. Well, tonight my husband and the emperor will be able to sleep on the tea pillows made of Queshe from the south, which will definitely help them relieve their fatigue." Mu Yingbao said to the tea boss with a smile in front of several people from Yun Ning Kingdom.

"Ma'am, you are too polite. Please don't look down on my poor needlework." The tea shop owner responded like a slick businessman.

What? Using sparrow tongue as pillow? Using eight hundred taels of silver for a factory of sparrow tongue to make pillows? Emma, ​​this lady of the first rank is really extravagant.

No, all the expenses of this lady in the teahouse today were paid by the princess!

This pillow must weigh several kilograms, right?

There was someone who knew a thing or two about tea, but he realized it belatedly and was stunned looking at the pillows.

It's true that the princess is born into a wealthy family, but that doesn't mean she is rich.

When the delegation left Yunning Kingdom, he overheard the old prince say that the money allocated by the emperor for travel expenses was not much.

This time, the surrender was more than just a simple one. They couldn't come empty-handed, right? In addition to the princess who came for marriage, they also brought several carts of jewelry and jade, as well as ten thousand taels of gold and fifty thousand taels of silver. This was not considered a tribute, but only a compensation for Yunning's capture of several cities of Yan.

The treasury of Yunning Kingdom is not particularly full. The emperor is incompetent, and the officials under him are greedy and do nothing at all. They have almost emptied the treasury by living off the wealth.

But on the way here, the princess felt aggrieved and demanded the best food and accommodation. When the old prince deducted a little from her, she used the silver she had brought with her out of spite.

At this point, there probably aren't too many left, right?

The princess booked this teahouse, and the owner of the teahouse was so mean that he wanted two taels of silver. The princess was so generous that she waved her jade hand and said, "It's only twenty taels. Here you go!"

The princess had a good idea. She made an appointment with a first-rank lady, but she broke the appointment, thinking that the first-rank lady would be angry and leave immediately.

In that case, at least the two thousand taels of silver would not be wasted.

However, this lady does not follow the princess's rhythm!

It was unclear how much they had spent in the teahouse, but just looking at these pillows filled with sparrow tongue, the guard felt like he was having a hard time breathing.

How am I going to report this to the princess when I get back?

To be honest, the princess's anger and resentment will definitely be directed at me.

What if we don't say anything? Let the teahouse owner send the bill? Wouldn't the princess be even angrier? No matter how she treats the boss, she will vent her anger on her subordinates.

The guard was so regretful. Why did he think escorting the envoys to Yan State was a great and glorious mission?

When selecting personnel, I tried my best to stand out!

Now it's all right, I'm just giving up my good life and coming here to be bullied!

How nice it is to stay in my own country peacefully. As long as there is no war and I am not on duty, I can drink some wine and gamble with my brothers in the barracks. How comfortable it is!

"Thank you for your hard work. I don't know the rules of your country, so I didn't dare to invite you in for tea. Besides, this time it's your princess who's treating us. Next time, I'll treat you all for tea when I have the chance.

By the way, when you return to report, thank your princess for me. After all, she is a princess from a great country, so she is generous. Even though she hasn't arrived yet, the reception is really thorough, and it really cost her a lot of money.

Having said that, I feel a little ashamed. Logically speaking, you are distinguished guests from afar, and I should be the one to treat your princess. Unfortunately, our former emperor of Yan State was a tyrant and emptied the national treasury. Our new monarch has just ascended the throne and is sympathetic to the people. Money needs to be spent everywhere, and it is really not appropriate for me to treat you to a meal at this time.

Look at my mouth, I never stop nagging.

Everyone, please thank the princess of your country for her hospitality on my behalf!" Mu Yingbao said this in a very moving voice, and got on the sedan chair with a tired look on his face.

When the sedan bearer was carrying the sedan chair past the people from Yun Ningguo, he suddenly burped. They were so depressed that they almost vomited blood! "Third son, go with the gentlemen from the delegation to give the princess the bill. Don't forget to bring her a cup of our teahouse's signature tea, Snow-top Green Buds." The tea shop owner loudly explained to his shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper responded, went in to prepare, and soon came out holding a small bamboo tube; "Gentlemen, shall we go now?"

Leave? Of course we left. We are starving.

It was noon, and I didn't dare to buy food on my own, let alone go to a restaurant to eat!

Watching his shopkeeper and a few people from Yun Ningguo leave, the tea shop owner flicked his sleeves, sneered, and returned to the teahouse and entered the backyard.

His wife, daughter-in-law and daughter were all waiting anxiously.

"Can you let your third son go alone?" his wife, Mrs. Tang, asked worriedly.

The third son of the shopkeeper was introduced by her relative, and she would feel bad if something happened to him.

"Don't worry, Sanzi is a courageous man. Besides, we have people behind us this time, so there is nothing to be afraid of." The tea shop owner said disapprovingly.

"Father, is there a howler behind our family? Weren't those princes all exiled?" his little daughter asked in confusion.

In the past, it was the sons of the previous emperor who supported their father's teahouse.

It's not self-supported. Two-thirds of the teahouse's annual income goes to him. There are people here, so what's there to be afraid of? "The teahouse owner said disapprovingly.

"Father, is there a howler behind our family? Weren't those princes all exiled?" his little daughter asked in confusion.

In the past, it was the sons of the previous emperor who supported their father's teahouse.

It's not in vain. Two-thirds of the teahouse's annual income goes to them as filial piety.

Zhou Zhian ran away, and several of his princes were exiled far away by the new emperor. His father's miserable life of running a teahouse and working hard for many years but only getting a small share of the profits finally came to an end, and the family finally lived a good life.

But, I never heard my father say when he got a backer? Who was it?

Moreover, looking at the father's expression and the confident tone of his voice, it seems that he has a strong backing.