The princess regretted it.

The man surnamed Qi's eyes suddenly gleamed, and with a hint of mystery, he lowered his voice and said meaningfully, "Brother Jia, don't underestimate yourself. Who says we can't have opportunities? These days, as long as you're a little bold, anything is possible."

When Jia Wen heard this, he felt something in his heart. He put down the wine glass in his hand, leaned over, and asked in a low voice: "Brother Qi, what do you mean by this?"

The man surnamed Qi didn't answer, only smiling enigmatically, a smile that seemed to hold countless secrets. He lifted the wine in his hand, tilted his head back, and drank it in a big gulp. The wine flowed down his throat with a slight sound. Then, he narrowed his eyes and smacked his lips, as if savoring the taste of the wine, or perhaps thinking about something.

Jia Wen sat up straight, turned his eyes, and sneered, "Brother Qi, are you kidding me?" There was a hint of dissatisfaction and suspicion in his tone, and he felt that the man surnamed Qi was deliberately teasing him.

The man surnamed Qi, however, was unhurried. He slowly put down his wine glass, his eyes revealing a deep meaning. He raised his chin slightly, glanced at Jia Wen, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a faint smile.

Seeing this, Jia Wen waved his hand casually, "Forget it, forget it, stop lying to me! I'm not drunk yet! Come on, drink!" There was a look of indifference on his face, and he shook the wine glass casually in his hand, as if he didn't care about what the man surnamed Qi said.

Seeing him like this, the man surnamed Qi suddenly felt underestimated. His face darkened slightly, then quickly recovered. He leaned over, leaning close to Jia Wen, and said in a low voice, "I'm not lying! Do you know where I paid for that yard? I'm now following a big shot." As he finished speaking, his eyes were filled with self-satisfaction, and the slight curl of his mouth revealed his inner pride and complacency. He straightened his body, as if waiting for Jia Wen's surprise and admiration.

Upon hearing this, Jia Wen shook his head, as if to sober himself up, and then burst out laughing, "Haha, Brother Qi, what you said... If it's true, why did you come to our side alley to buy a yard, you really are... Hehe." He laughed and shook his head slightly, his eyes full of suspicion and mockery.

The man surnamed Qi's face, originally rosy from the effects of alcohol, suddenly turned a deep crimson. He could tell Jia Wen didn't believe what he said; the alcohol had clouded his rationality. He leaned forward and said eagerly, "Brother Jia, I'm not lying. I did something for my master and was rewarded. Buying a courtyard here is to avoid suspicion. Do you understand?"

Jia Wen stopped laughing and frowned slightly. He looked back and forth at the man surnamed Qi, wondering if what he said was true. After a moment, Jia Wen snorted and said, "Brother Qi, your words are not very convincing. Who knows whether what you said is true or not?"

Jia Wen picked up the wine glass, took a sip, and continued: "Besides, what did your master do to reward you so much?" There was confusion and inquiry in his eyes.

At this moment, the man surnamed Qi had only one thought in his mind: 'I'm not lying, I'm awesome!' He was already a little tipsy, and his eagerness to prove himself made him forget about other thoughts. He said directly, "Hehe, did you hear about what happened to Miss Lin a while ago? She offended my master, and to be honest, it was me who did it. Now those officials can't find me, because my master is more powerful than them." As he said this, his face showed pride, and his eyes revealed a fierceness, as if he was recalling his own "great achievements."

Jia Wen stared at him, his mouth agape, his mouth trembling with shock. His face was filled with shock and disbelief. He opened his mouth, unsure what to say. After a long pause, he stammered, "You... you actually..." Seeing his reaction, the man surnamed Qi's expression was instantly smug. He narrowed his eyes, swayed, and glanced at Jia Wen sideways.

Jia Wen gently set down his wine glass and took a few deep breaths, as if trying to calm himself. His face flushed slightly, and shock still lingered in his eyes. After a moment, Jia Wen bowed to the man surnamed Qi and said, "Brother Qi, please forgive my ignorance. I truly didn't realize you were destined for great fortune. But who is your master? She's the daughter of a Shangshu family, and yet she's even more powerful than them?" His voice was thick with curiosity and awe, and his eyes fixed on the man surnamed Qi, anticipating his response.

The man surnamed Qi's eyes flashed, and he looked at Jia Wen with a hint of vigilance and said, "Why are you asking this?" There was a hint of displeasure in his tone, and his brows were slightly furrowed, as if he was dissatisfied with Jia Wen's question.

Jia Wen stood up, his face filled with anticipation. He leaned forward slightly and bowed to the man surnamed Qi, saying, "Brother Qi, please lend me a hand and give me a helping hand."

The man surnamed Qi didn't say anything. Instead, he lowered his head, picked up a peanut with his chopsticks, tossed it gently, and dropped it into his mouth accurately. He chewed it slowly for a few seconds. Then he raised his eyes slightly, his eyes filled with a hint of thought and amusement, and said slowly, "Do you want me to make a recommendation for you?" His tone was neither hurried nor slow, as if he was weighing something.

Jia Wen lowered his body even lower and said eagerly, "Yes! I beg Brother Qi to help me. I will repay you in the future!"

The man surnamed Qi rolled his eyes, then waved his hand and said slowly, "Hey, Brother Jia, come on, sit down and talk! Your request is not easy to fulfill."

Upon hearing this, Jia Wen stopped insisting and, after listening to Qi's words, slowly sat down. His face darkened, and he said gloomily, "Alas! It's true. I was in a hurry. I figured this recruitment was definitely not something an ordinary servant could handle. My request was indeed ill-considered, and I'm sorry to have troubled Brother Qi. Here, this glass of wine, I toast you, Brother Qi. I'm sorry for being so rude." Jia Wen raised his glass and looked at Qi apologetically, a hint of disappointment in his eyes. He raised the glass in front of Qi, lowered his head slightly, and waited for his response.