Chapter 13 The number one person with seven words, Liu Fengyan!
"It is an honor for a folk girl that her cake suits the young lady's taste."
Song Youan calmed down and said softly: "There is no need to pay double the price. The daughter of the people will try her best to make more and sell the rest to the lady, but she also asks the lady to keep it secret from others. The daughter of the people just wants to do her duty." Business, don’t want to offend anyone.”
"That's natural." Zhu Ling nodded, and then ordered the maid: "Go and get the Dongzhu earrings from my jewelry box and give them to Miss Song."
The wording this time was different from yesterday. Zhu Ling said gift instead of reward.
The meaning of these two words is gratitude.
Song Youan had to remember what Miss Li said when she mentioned her yesterday: Although Miss Zhu Ling is a bit arrogant, she is not a bad person.
"Miss, I don't want these extraneous things today. I just have something to do and I want to boldly ask Miss for help." Song You'an stood up and lowered his head and said.
"Oh?" Zhu Ling raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at her with interest: "What's the problem with Miss Song?"
Song Youan thought for a moment and then said: "I can't talk about the difficulty. It's just that the daughter of the people wants to buy a property in Kyoto. The daughter of the people has been shopping in Kyoto these days and found an abandoned mansion in the Fuhua Lane of Dongyang Street. There is a plaque of the Zhuang Mansion hanging on the front door, and there is also a government seal. I wonder who originally lived in this mansion? Can a commoner like me buy it with money? "
In the sealed Zhuang Mansion, there is a small warehouse in the corner of the backyard, which is the door for her to travel between two time and space.
The mansion had been abandoned for a long time, and it was overgrown with weeds and dilapidated. When Song Youan came here for the first time, he went out directly through a gap in the collapsed wall at the back. Later, when I went around to the front door, I discovered that the mansion was sealed.
She had to find a way to buy this house, otherwise it would be terrible if it suddenly became someone else's home one day.
But she didn't know much about buying and selling houses in Dazhao, especially since the house was sealed and had obviously been confiscated by the court.
After listening to Song You'an's words, Zhu Ling blurted out: "Are you talking about the Zhuang Mansion? That family was collectively exiled three years ago because of an anti-poetry written by the second son of the Zhuang family, and the family's property, including the house, was raided by the court. Confiscated.”
"It is not difficult for Miss Song to want that house, but I have to remind her that the location of the Zhuang Mansion is indeed good, but why has no one bought this mansion in three years? To put it bluntly, everyone thinks that the Zhuang Mansion is unlucky."
"It doesn't matter. She is a commoner, and no one in her family wants to take the imperial examination to gain fame, so she doesn't care about it." Song You'an said.
"Okay, this matter is easy to handle. All the confiscated house deeds in Kyoto are under the management of my housing department. A good friend of my second brother holds real power here. I can just ask someone to say hello."
Zhu Ling was very happy. In her eyes, this kind of talking was not a trouble.
Moreover, Fuyang Alley is very close to her Fuyang Marquis Mansion. If Miss Song really settles down here in the future, it will be much easier for her to eat cake.
"Thank you for your help, Miss. I wonder how much silver a house like Zhuang Mansion costs?" Song Youan asked.
Zhu Ling chuckled softly when he heard this: "If anyone is willing to buy such an unlucky place, it will be because my house manager burns high-quality incense. It is not much more expensive. But it has been uninhabited for three years, and the house was searched and smashed during the raid." Yes, the house is probably in a state of disrepair. It will probably cost more money to repair it than to buy it.”
"But there's no need to worry, girl. Your business with Sister Chu You in half a month will be enough for you to settle down in Kyoto. After all, that's a thousand taels."
With Zhu Ling's words, Song You'an felt more at ease.
It was already noon when she came out of Fuyang Marquis Mansion. She was not in a hurry to go back. Instead, she found a restaurant with good business on Chang'an Street and planned to have lunch in Dazhao.
The restaurant is almost full, and the names of various dishes are engraved on wooden plaques and hung on the walls, and many of the dishes are so popular that it would only take ten years for future generations to eat them.
“Braised bear paw.”
"White-cut chicks." "Braised jackdaws."
“Three fresh osmanthus soup.”
Because she was alone, Song You'an still did what she could and only ordered three dishes and one soup.
"Sir, are there really no other rooms?"
"Sir, this is the only room available!"
"Shopkeeper, please give us a cheaper price. We have come all the way from Huainan and we don't have much money left."
"You two, you also know that the imperial examination is about to take place. Candidates from all over the country have flocked to Kyoto these days. The prices of all the inns have gone up. What I am opening here is for business. How about you two go to other places? Let’s take a look at the place again?”
Song You'an was waiting for the food to be served when she saw two scholars at the counter carrying notebooks, bargaining with the shopkeeper. Because they were close, she could hear clearly.
It turns out that this season coincides with the Jokhang Scientific Examination. No wonder there are many scholar-looking people on the street.
"Brother Fengyan, what should we do? If we spend all the money we have on staying in a hotel, what will we do when we go back?" The shorter scholar said anxiously.
The other person was thin and taller. Hearing this, he said: "The examination is very important. If the result is affected by poor rest, it is not worth it. Besides, we have already found our way. The imperial examination is a special period. All the inns are full. If we give up this one, we may end up sleeping on the streets.”
The two of them carefully took out the only scraps of silver left in their pockets, but they only amounted to less than two taels when they were pieced together.
"Only enough to stay for three days." The little scholar was about to cry but had no tears.
Fortunately, I will try it on the fourth day.
"Let's find another way to eat."
The two gritted their teeth and seemed to have made a lot of determination. However, just when they were about to pay, Song You'an suddenly appeared behind them and asked cautiously: "Is the young master Liu Fengyan of Huainan?"
The two of them turned around and looked at the beautiful woman in surprise.
Liu Fengyan's eyes went from shock to confusion. After being stunned, he asked: "Miss, do you recognize me? Is she...?"
"My daughter's surname is Song. Mr. Liu doesn't know me, but I have admired Mr. Liu's name for a long time." Song Youxin felt excited and said calmly: "Mr. Liu wrote "Luo Jiuzhou. Recalling the Spring in Huainan" written by the Huainan River. Yang March "You are extremely talented, and I have heard about it in Kyoto. I just overheard the conversation between the two young masters. This young master called you Brother Fengyan, and he is from Huainan, so I boldly stepped forward and asked."
Liu Fengyan was the number one scholar in the Jin Dynasty in the 24th year of the Great Zhao Dynasty. He wrote nearly a thousand poems in his life. He was already well-known before he took the imperial examination that year.
Song You'an had studied his ancient poetry in primary school, middle school, high school and even university. His seven-character quatrains were particularly powerful, and he was praised as the number one seven-character poet!
"I see, Miss Song is overly complimentary." Liu Fengyan returned the favor, and Song You'an's praise made him feel a little relieved in his current predicament.
Song You'an showed a faint smile and turned to the shopkeeper at the counter: "Excuse me, shopkeeper, these two young masters want the remaining upper room. I will pay for it."
"Miss Song, this is absolutely impossible!" Liu Fengyan was shocked and subconsciously refused.
The character Liu Fengyan is fictionalized by the author and should not be compared with any ancient characters.
(End of chapter)