The Qin Dynasty entered the game with love.

He arrived in Danyang Prefecture with a group of laborers, only to run into Zhang Liang, who was searching for Ying Ji.

Zhang Liang's face was full of surprise: "Senior Brother Fu Nian, Senior Brother Yan Lu, what brings you here?"

After the initial excitement, he glanced at Ying Ji, his eyes filled with emotion.

He thought that Ying Ji had invited his senior brother over for a chat because she thought he was bored, but Ying Ji pulled him away directly and talked as they walked.

"Liangce Jun, you really know how to hide things. It's a pity that the two gentlemen's knowledge is buried in the Confucian Academy."

Zhang Liang bowed in apology, made proper arrangements for his senior brother, and led his men to the teahouse for a chat.

There's no such thing as kneeling in Yingji Tea Room; the chairs are designed to fit the body's curves and are extremely comfortable to lean against.

Seeing that the two people opposite him still had straight backs and were polite and respectful, his impression of Confucianism improved considerably.

Zhang Liang brewed tea and brought out an exquisitely sealed teahouse.

The skillful tea-making technique was so captivating that it was mesmerizing to watch.

Fu Nian looked at the tea, which he had never seen before: "This tea has a wonderful aroma, and its white top and black bottom are quite peculiar."

Zhang Liang explained with a smile: "This is called Moonlight White. From the time it is picked to the time it is made, it cannot be exposed to sunlight. It can only be slowly dried under the moonlight."

Moreover, the girls who pick this tea are all beautiful young women from the local area, so they are also known as "Moonlight Beauties".

Ying Ji, unfamiliar with tea, waited for it to warm up before gulping it down in one go. Zhang Liang, watching, sighed, "It seems even with amnesia, she's still like a cow chewing on a peony."

Yan Lu picked up the teacup, took a sip, and said softly, "Zifang's skills have become even more exquisite."

Zhang Liang also picked up his teacup and savored it carefully.

The four of them chatted and laughed over tea. Ying Ji's stomach felt a little bloated, so she put down her teacup and asked Yue Zhi to bring some pastries.

Get up and walk around, and let the three of them chat.

Yan Lu had taken good care of this junior brother since childhood, and now that he saw that the man was doing well, he no longer spoke of his previous lecturing words: "Throughout the journey, the princess inquired a lot about Zifang, so it seems that the friendship between the two is not fake."

Fu Nian shook his head: "Zifang, a man is born between heaven and earth and should not stay in the women's harem for long. It is right for you to come out and find something to do."

Zhang Liang knew he couldn't avoid these questions, so he gave an awkward smile and prepared to defend himself.

The Yuezhi brought over many exquisite snacks, most of which were selected according to Zhang Liang's tastes. Before leaving, the Yuezhi brought over a bowl of medicine: "My Lord Liang, the Queen instructed you to drink the medicine as soon as possible."

Yan Lu looked at Zhang Liang and saw that the man had drunk the medicine in one gulp. At the same time, a small dish of candied fruit was served, containing only a single dehydrated grape.

The sweet and sour grapes masked the bitter taste of the medicine. Zhang Liang paused for a moment before speaking: "I was vaccinated against smallpox a while ago, and it was fine. It's just that I've been overworked these past few days and accidentally fell ill. After I recovered, the princess was still worried, so she asked Doctor Bian to prescribe some nourishing medicine for me to drink. It's just a bit bitter."

Yan Lu breathed a sigh of relief and poured Zhang Liang a cup of tea: "Take a sip, calm down from crying."

Zhang Liang smiled and took a sip: "Brother Fu Nian, I know what you want to say. Zifang left home to study at a young age. His father is already the fifth prime minister of the State of Han. His ambition should not be here."

All of this was Zhang Liang's own wish. Zifang (Zhang Liang's courtesy name) loved Princess Ying Ji, and now he had obtained everything he desired; all he sought was a peaceful life.

Fu Nian did not press further: "What do you think of the princess?"

Zhang Liang glanced at the rocks by the door, feeling only sorrow, his eyes filled with an unyielding loneliness: "Zifang is already involved in this matter, so it's not appropriate for me to comment."

Fu Nian hadn't expected this answer, so he had no choice but to agree: "Since it's your wish, then protect it well. Your senior brother will support you."

Now that you are a retainer in Danyang Prefecture, if you feel troubled, you are welcome to come and enjoy a cup or two of tea in your spare time.

Yan Lu looked at Zhang Liang. Compared to four years ago, he had lost some of his youthful spirit and gained a deep, unyielding sorrow. Staring at the teacup, he felt that the affairs of the court were indeed complicated.

That's all. Everyone has their own destiny, and no one can truly understand it.