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The next day, morning.

Inside the courtyard.

"Master, that's what happened last night."

Xiao Wuzi was reporting.

"Okay." Zhang Feng nodded, "I'll take as much as he has. Go to the accounting room and get the money."

"Yes! Master!" Xiao Wuzi accepted the order.

Zhang Feng thought for a moment and then instructed, "See if that Baishi Tong has some skills. In the future, ask him about other secret manuals.

As for that Shopkeeper Chen, if he can be of use, we can befriend him in the future."

Zhang Feng wanted to build a long-term 'business chain' with Shopkeeper Chen, mainly to collect fruits.

Because Zhang Feng wanted to unlock more body parts, and he didn't know if one fruit would be enough.

Moreover, using more fruits might lead to more insights.

Insights and knowledge are naturally always welcome.

"Yes!" Xiao Wuzi didn't ask much. He would do whatever his master told him to do.

"Go then." Zhang Feng instructed him to handle it.

After he left.

Zhang Feng slightly adjusted the brocade robe that now fit him, and then prepared to go to the First Prince's residence.

'My eldest brother didn't come yesterday because he was busy, but regardless, according to etiquette, I should go and see my brother.'

Zhang Feng tidied up his clothes and walked towards the front gate.

Shua shua—

Several guards in the residence followed Zhang Feng in small steps.

Arriving outside the residence.

While Zhang Feng was being helped into the carriage by the guards, he asked, "Has the greeting card been sent to the Imperial Brother?"

"It was sent last night," a guard replied.

"Mm." Zhang Feng nodded and sat in his large carriage.

"Giddy up!" There was one coachman, but two horses were used.

Of course, one tall horse could also pull it, provided that no one else was sitting in the carriage.

… …

Outside the First Prince's residence.

"Neigh~~"

The carriage stopped, and Zhang Feng was helped out of the carriage by the guards again.

"Greetings to the Seventh Prince!" The guards in front of the Prince's residence knew that the Seventh Prince was coming today, and seeing the Seventh Prince's unique figure.

They recognized him at a glance.

"Step back." Zhang Feng also flicked his sleeves, while instructing his guards to park the carriage, and looked at the front gate.

At this time, a person dressed as a steward trotted out.

"Greetings, Your Highness the Seventh Prince!" Although the steward didn't recognize Zhang Feng, the grandeur of the Prince's carriage in front, and this figure, spoke for itself.

"Please lead the way for this prince." Zhang Feng strode into the residence gate.

Zhang Feng had not been conferred a title of King yet, so he referred to himself as 'this prince' when outside.

Because Zhang Feng's mother had a prominent position, being the current Empress.

The other princes would use 'I' or 'me' and the like.

"Your Highness is too kind!" The steward retreated half a step while leading the way, cupping his hands and saying, "To lead the way for Your Highness is a great blessing that this humble one has cultivated in his previous life!"

People who worked in the Prince's residence knew how to speak.

Zhang Feng was also accustomed to these eloquent people, and nodded slightly, showing the demeanor that a prince should have.

After all, he was 'outside' now.

Walking into the courtyard.

And turning past the courtyard.

The steward led the way all the way inside.

Until in front of a study, the steward stopped, cupping his hands again.

"The First Prince is in the study, and asked this humble one to invite the Seventh Prince in."

"Mm, step back." Zhang Feng waved his hand.

"Yes!" The steward bowed and excused himself.

After he left, there was no one in the courtyard again.

Zhang Feng saw that the study door was not closed tightly, so he nimbly turned his body slightly, and looked inside, seeing the First Imperial Brother with a scholarly air, correcting some documents at the table.

He looked so focused, as if he wanted to drill into the documents.

Zhang Feng didn't disturb him or knock on the door, and entered softly.

The First Prince was engrossed in correcting the documents, and didn't notice.

Zhang Feng looked at him a couple of times, then walked to the bookshelf next to him and started reading some books about military strategy.

The First Imperial Brother was currently working in the Ministry of War, and concurrently in the Ministry of Justice, so there were many books on military strategy and criminal law.

But the First Imperial Brother didn't have any martial arts skills.

He was completely a 'bookworm'.

And so.

The First Prince was correcting documents.

Zhang Feng was reading books next to him.

Unknowingly, it became noon.

After the First Prince finished correcting the last volume of documents, he rubbed his neck and prepared to get some tea.

But when he turned around, he saw the 'mountain of flesh' in the room, and was stunned, asking in surprise: "Eh? Little Seven? Why are you in my residence?"

"?" Zhang Feng was also stunned for a moment, and then replied: "Imperial Brother, I sent a greeting card yesterday, and you asked the steward to bring me here."

"Oh." The First Prince remembered that he had said so, and then asked: "Have you been waiting long? Are you hungry?"

… …

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The meal was eaten at the First Prince's house.

It was a standard four dishes and a soup, but because of Zhang Feng's arrival, the quantity was inevitably a bit more.

For example, the usual palm-sized plate of vegetables was now replaced with a football-sized pot.

"Little Seven, eat slowly." The First Prince's face seemed to have no smile, and he seemed to be thinking about things all the time, making him seem absent-minded when he spoke.

"Okay." Zhang Feng didn't care about him, he ate and drank as he pleased, not mistreating his stomach.

"Greetings, Your Highness the Seventh Prince."

At this time, the First Prince's legal wife passed by the entrance of the dining hall, and bowed to Zhang Feng.

"Princess Consort." Zhang Feng stopped his hand grabbing a chicken leg and returned the greeting.

The Imperial Brother had not been conferred a title of King yet, so she could not be called Princess Consort.

At this moment, she was followed by a girl who was about thirteen or fourteen years old, but she was heroic and spirited.

She didn't laugh when she saw Zhang Feng's oily hands, but bowed coolly and said: "Greetings, Your Highness the Seventh Prince! This little girl pays her respects!"

After speaking, she looked at Zhang Feng with curiosity and complexity.

"Mm." Zhang Feng also looked at her, and then thought she was quite good-looking, with a cool temperament, and then looked at her one more time.

When Zhang Feng withdrew his gaze.

The Princess Consort patted the little girl's sleeve, letting the little girl leave.

At the same time, the Princess Consort seemed to have something to say, so she stood outside the dining hall, waiting for the First Prince and Seventh Prince to finish their meal.

The First Prince was single-mindedly thinking about things, and even eating was very mechanical, picking up a few grains of rice and sending them into his mouth.

Zhang Feng, however, finished his meal quickly and cleanly, and then looked at the Princess Consort outside the hall and said: "Sister-in-law, is there anything you need?"

There were no outsiders now, so it was okay to call her sister-in-law.

"Your Highness the Seventh Prince." The Princess Consort didn't dare to call Zhang Feng Little Seven, but instead bowed again, and then carefully asked: "What does Your Highness think of the woman from before?"

"That woman…" Zhang Feng said what he thought, "Quite good, heroic and spirited, with the demeanor of a female knight-errant in the storyteller's mouth."

"Mm." The Princess Consort smiled, and then bowed again, seemingly about to leave, "Since Your Highness has taken a liking to the daughter of General Wang, then I will return to the palace to inform the Empress, and then choose an auspicious day for the engagement."

"?" Zhang Feng looked at her, really not expecting that this was an arranged blind date by his Empress Mother?

Wasn't he just visiting his elder brother?

And during the lunch break, he looked up at her once, and now he was going to get married?

This was too direct, right?

"No need." Zhang Feng quickly called to the Princess Consort, and said: "I don't fancy her."

"Ah?" The Princess Consort frowned slightly, somewhat puzzled.

'Didn't Your Highness seem quite satisfied just now? Did I hear wrong?'

She didn't know what the Seventh Prince was thinking, but she continued: "Since Your Highness doesn't like her, then I will bring the daughter of Lord Liu over.

She is currently in the side hall, I will call someone to summon her.

Also, the invitation for Lord Wang's daughter has already been sent, and she should be on her way here now."

"No need." Zhang Feng stood up directly, and then looked at the First Prince who was still thinking about things, "Imperial Brother, farewell!"

"Okay." The First Prince nodded while thinking about things.

At the same time, Zhang Feng ignored the Princess Consort's eyes trying to persuade him to stay for the blind date, and strode out of the residence.

After Zhang Feng left for almost two minutes.

"Little Seven, eat slowly." The First Prince, thinking of the etiquette of hospitality, habitually looked to the side.

When he looked, he saw that his seventh brother was gone.

"Where did my little brother go?" He looked at his wife in confusion.

The Princess Consort sighed resentfully, silently saying in her heart: 'First Prince! Big blockhead! Big idiot!'

The First Prince didn't pay attention to his wife's sulking gaze, but belatedly said to his wife: "Quick! Send someone to catch up with my little brother and tell him that he will be going to Lake City with me in a few days!"

"Okay." The Princess Consort heard that there was something important, and quickly left the courtyard, first instructing someone to catch up, and then asked after returning: "Is there something wrong? The Ministry of Justice? Or the Ministry of War?"

"The Ministry of Justice." The First Prince said, "Investigating some old cases of forbidden books from the Jianghu."

"Forbidden books?" The Princess Consort nodded slightly, "According to the Seventh Prince's age, his body has already developed, even if he comes into contact with forbidden books and forbidden fruits, and is innocently curious and wants to cultivate Jianghu techniques, it won't be a big problem."

"That's right." The First Prince said solemnly, "Of course, Jianghu techniques are a small matter.

This time, the Empress Mother mainly wants me to use the convenience of official business to take Little Seven out for a walk, perhaps Little Seven will meet the woman he likes."

When the First Prince spoke about his little brother's life's major event, he rarely showed a smile, and then wanted to eat some vegetables, but found that except for the rice in his bowl, all the other bowls and pots were very clean.