Chunfang Palace

"Rumor has it that His Majesty invited Yan Changzai to a banquet at the palace last night," Du Zhengfeng picked a white piece, scanning the chessboard with ease before making a swift move.

Zhou Wenhan chimed in coolly, "It is also said that after the banquet, His Majesty and Yan Changzai left together."

Song Ruhao placed a black piece down and asked curiously, "Is that so? However… I have not heard of any imperial decree regarding His Majesty's promotion."

Zhou Wenhan sneered, "That merely indicates His Majesty didn't not intend to do so. Even if he were to reside in Tenglong Palace, what difference would it make? He is no different from us."

Song Ruhao shook his head slightly, "That may not necessarily be the case. Perhaps His Majesty is temporarily withholding the promotion to protect Yan Changzai."

Du Zhengfeng raised an eyebrow and glanced at him before saying, "Your turn again."

Zhou Wenhan looked at Song Ruhao in astonishment, his mouth agape, but he didn't utter a word. His mood clearly dampened significantly.

Yongyi Palace

The Empress sat before a mirror, her face displaying signs of weariness. She languidly asked, "Has there been any imperial decree issued within the palace today?"

The chief palace maid, who was adorning her with the phoenix crown, whispered, "Replying to Her Majesty, no imperial decree has been issued."

A faint smile appeared on the Empress's face, "Go inform the Grand Tutor to dismiss the Crown Prince from his studies earlier today."

"Yes."

Around noon, under the scorching sun at a temple construction site, a dark-skinned man set down his tools and said to his fellow workers, "Let's go to the Spicy Fragrance Snack Shop and have a bowl of spicy hot pot. Its spiciness gives you energy to work throughout the day."

One of the workers chuckled and said, "Sounds good. I love that taste! Your treat?"

"I'll treat, it's not expensive anyway. But you treat for the next meal."

"Deal!"

At a bustling dock, laborers carrying bags shouted, "Anyone interested in chipping in for some barbecue?"

"I'm in!"

"Count me in too."

Upon arriving at the entrance of the Spicy Fragrance Snack Shop, the group discovered that only half of the door was open. Perplexed, they entered and inquired, "What's going on? Is the business still running or not?"

Zhao Cheng hurriedly walked out and pointed at the notice pasted on the door, his voice somewhat hoarse, "Apologies, everyone. Our boss intends to use this shop space for another business. You can visit other shops like Old Zhang's Snack Shop, Wang's BBQ, Liu's Spicy Hot Pot… As long as they have this sign, you can enjoy the same spicy hot pot and barbecue, guaranteed to taste just like ours!"

Within less than half an hour, people continuously came to inquire about the situation. Those who could read directly read the notice, and for those who couldn't, it was read to them repeatedly, dozens of times.

This scene repeated itself in front of the Spicy Fragrance Snack Shop for several days.

The people of the capital suddenly realized that the food market in the city was mainly occupied by two establishments, Liuxian Pavilion in the high and side, and Nanyi, while the low-end food market was almost completely dominated by the "hot pot and barbeque" franchise.

*The character Huangfu Yuchen created for Yu Ge's logo are (男已), and the pinyin is Nán Yǐ.

Hot pot and barbecue were cheap and delicious, and were most popular among ordinary people. If you buy two or three coins of vegetarian dishes, and one coin of noodles, you can eat enough. Even some young masters were obsessed with this special taste. They were embarrassed to go to the small shop to squeeze with other people, so they send the servants and maids at home to buy it. On the street, there were obviously more maids and servants carrying food boxes.

The main purpose of the renowned Spicy Fragrance Snack Shop was to promote its spicy hot pot and barbecue, gaining a reputation before divulging its recipes.

Yan Ge dispatched Xiao Chuanzi and Zhao Cheng to negotiate with those who desired to sell barbecue and spicy hot pot, with the First Company claiming twenty percent of each shop's profits.

The First Company entered the public's gaze with a momentum of a thousand troops that swept through the masses. Including Wan Xiang and others, everyone simply regarded "Nan Yi" as two words. Huangfu Yuchen did not publicly disclose that it was a "fei" character, and Yan Ge was content with it, never correcting Wan Xiang and the others.

Inside the hall of Liuxian Pavilion, two young gentlemen were engaged in casual conversation.

"Brother Xu, your Xu family's restaurant used to thrive. But now, you often come to Liuxian Pavilion to dine. I wonder, does Brother Xu have any thoughts on this?" Young Master Fang poured a glass of wine for Young Master Xu, his words carrying a hidden meaning.

Young Master Xu sighed, "What's the use of having ideas? I had someone inquire about Liuxian Pavilion's background, but they found nothing. The less background a person has, the more formidable their presence. Can one easily provoke such a person?"

Young Master Fang snorted and said, "Liuxian Pavilion aside, has Brother Xu ever tasted the spicy hot pot and barbecue?"

Young Master Xu nodded, his face showing appreciation, "That flavor is indeed unique and memorable. Unfortunately, Liuxian Pavilion doesn't sell barbecue and spicy hot pot. The few times I've had it, I sent my servants to the small shops to buy it."

Young Master Fang whispered, "It is said that both the spicy hot pot and barbecue originate from the First Company."

"The First Company," Young Master Xu shook his head, "Recently, more than one person has mentioned the First Company to me. Brother Fang, what is the background of this First Company? Its debut is so sensational, as if it possesses unstoppable momentum."

Young Master Fang replied, "Our Fang family's pastry shop has also seen a sharp decline in business, all due to the influence of the spicy hot pot and barbecue. I plan to investigate this First Company."

Lu Shaoling happened to pass by and heard their conversation. He turned his head to look at them and kindly advised, "I suggest you two not to provoke trouble with them."

*Lu Shaoling is the young master Yan Ge and the others met when they were checking out the clothes shops. He got a warning from Gao Feng when he wanted to trouble Yan Ge.

Young Master Fang and Young Master Xu exchanged puzzled glances.

Young Master Fang clasped his hands and said to Lu Shaoling, "It seems that this brother knows something. How about we have a drink together?"

Lu Shaoling had investigated Yan Ge's identity and although he didn't find any conclusive evidence, he accidentally discovered that Yan Ge frequently entered and exited the First Company. This indicated a connection to the spicy hot pot and barbecue. Seeing that Young Master Fang seemed determined to seek trouble from the First Company, he shook his head sympathetically and walked away slowly with an unhurried gait.

"Master, over twenty snack shops have agreed to our cooperative agreement. We have arranged to settle accounts with them on a monthly basis," Xiao Chuanzi reported to Yan Ge.

Yan Ge nodded. "That will be all. If any other shops wish to join in the future, politely decline them all."

Xiao Chuanzi nodded in understanding. "I understand, master."

Yan Ge turned to Wang Xiang. "How are things on your end?"

Wang Xiang replied, "Following your orders, Deng Mama and I have taken over the newly acquired tailoring shop. We have promised to increase their monthly wages to win over the tailors. However, Liao Wencai seems to have some ulterior motives. He has been loitering around the tailoring shop these past few days. I worry he might play some tricks."

Yan Ge chuckled softly and took out a stack of white paper from the drawer. In his gentle voice, a sense of calm and composure emanated. "What qualifications does he have to play tricks? He is a compulsive gambler who lost the tailoring shop to Zhu Yunzhi. We acquired the tailoring shop through legitimate means. If this person with the surname Liao dares to cause trouble, there's no need to be polite. We can report him directly to the authorities."

Wang Xiang responded firmly, "Yes!" Her master had the greatest backing, so why would she fear a gambler?

Yan Ge pondered for a moment and said, "For now, the tailoring shop will continue to operate as usual. However, the previous plaque should be removed temporarily, and the new one can wait. I have other arrangements."

"Understood."

After giving all the necessary instructions, Yan Ge dismissed everyone to go about their tasks.

As the others bowed and left, Gao Feng and Gao Yun found their own affairs to pass the time.

Yan Ge took out a charcoal stick and began sketching on the paper. With a few strokes, a simple outline of a dress design emerged on the snow-white paper. He was drawing women's clothing. He always believed that women and children brought the most money. His next step was to penetrate the fashion market in the capital.

Unconsciously, the sun began to set in the west.

Xiao Chuanzi knocked on the door. "Master, it's time to return."

Yan Ge lifted his gaze from the sketch and looked outside the window. The shadows of the pillars were stretched long on the ground.

He put away the drawing and rubbed his slightly sore shoulders. "Is the carriage ready?"

"Yes."

The group mounted their horses and boarded the carriage, heading towards the eastern part of the city. Shortly after setting off, the horses neighed a few times, and the carriage abruptly came to a halt. Yan Ge narrowly avoided being splashed with tea.

Wang Xiang leaned out of the window. "Brother Feng, is someone causing trouble again?" Ever since the company gained fame, many businessmen sent invitations to Yan Ge in various ways. With so many tasks at hand due to the company's recent opening, Yan Ge had no time to meet everyone and had declined some of the invitations. So these people resorted to other means.

Gao Feng and Gao Yun had already dealt with several batches of people who came to test the waters. Wang Xiang and Xiao Chuanzi also encountered provocations but they were successfully handled by Deng Mama and Zhao Cheng.

Gao Feng said, "Another fool who lacks discernment."

A voice called out, "Is the owner of the First Company, Mr. Qin, inside the carriage? My master invites Mr. Qin for a gathering."

Yan Ge instructed Xiao Chuanzi to lift the curtain of the carriage, and he looked at the five burly men dressed in black, towering in front of the carriage, blocking their path.

"Your master has a unique way of inviting people. Deal with them."

"Understood." Gao Feng stepped forward alone and effortlessly knocked all five men to the ground with just a few moves.

Yan Ge smiled slyly. "Next time, ask your master to send more people. I'm curious to see how many it would take to bring down these two capable bodyguards of mine."

Gao Feng and Gao Yun exchanged a helpless glance.

"Xiao Shuan, let's go."

After returning to the palace, Yan Ge headed straight to Huangfu Yuchen's dining hall. As a ruler of a nation, Huangfu Yuchen was indeed very busy, often retiring without having had a meal.

Upon seeing Yan Ge's return, Deng Mande immediately ordered the palace servants to bring in the food and dismissed unrelated individuals.

"Doesn't the Emperor feel tired staring at the memorials all the time?" Yan Ge asked.

Huangfu Yuchen closed the memorials, furrowed his brow, and glanced at the sky. "You seem later than usual today ."

Having spent a long time together, they felt more relaxed in each other's company when there were no outsiders around. As for the kiss they shared that day, both of them tacitly forgot about it.

Yan Ge filled Huangfu Yuchen's teacup and poured himself a cup of tea as well. He took a sip before speaking, "I encountered some trouble on my way back today, which caused the delay."

"Oh? Who dares to be so audacious?" Huangfu Yuchen frowned.

Yan Ge replied, "Gao Feng and Gao Yun took care of it. The First Company has gained some reputation, it is inevitable to attract attention. Your Majesty, it's best to have meals on time every day to maintain good health."

Deng Mande quickly added, "Indeed! Your servant has been saying the same, but once Your Majesty gets busy, time slips away. Now that Yan Changzai accompanies Your Majesty for meals regularly, he can remind you as well."

Huangfu Yuchen glanced at Yan Ge and walked towards the dining table. "If it weren't for me allowing you to return to the palace before the gates closed, wouldn't you also frequently forget about the time?"

Yan Ge was momentarily speechless. "Then, from now on, I will return to the palace on time and remind Your Majesty to have meals promptly."

A hint of amusement flickered in Huangfu Yuchen's eyes as he gestured for him to sit.

"By the way, Your Majesty, there is something I want to inform you in advance," Yan Ge said, taking a few bites and remembering his plan.

Huangfu Yuchen casually replied, "Go ahead, tell me."

Yan Ge continued, "In a few days, I plan to visit the brothels."

Deng Mande's face turned pale, and his eyes widened.

"Ahem…" Huangfu Yuchen choked on his food, coldly staring at him. "Do you even realize what you're saying?"

Unaffected by the icy atmosphere, Yan Ge stretched out his hand and patted his back with a smile, "Let me finish first."

"Speak," Huangfu Yuchen said, expressionless.

Yan Ge explained, "A woman's money is the easiest to earn. I have designed some new clothing specifically targeting brothel workers, as well as garments for noble ladies and young misses. The reason I want to visit the brothels is to find an attractive woman to promote the new clothing. There will be other activities as well. If Your Majesty is available, how about joining me? Consider it a relaxing outing."

Though Deng Mande had been trained to remain composed, he couldn't help but sit on the ground in shock. Yan Ge was truly an extraordinary person. He dared to invite the Emperor to visit a brothel!

Huangfu Yuchen's face remained cold, but his tone softened a bit. "I may not have the time."

Knowing he needed to offer a compromise, Yan Ge said, "Your Majesty, balance between work and leisure is the right path. I will make all the necessary arrangements in advance and coordinate with Your Majesty's schedule. Whenever Your Majesty is free, we can go."

Only then did Huangfu Yuchen nod, his tone somewhat helpless. "I really don't know how to deal with you."

"Don't worry, Your Majesty. I deeply appreciate your kindness towards me," Yan Ge replied dismissively. He didn't believe that Huangfu Yuchen was really surprised by his behavior. As the first emperor who allowed his consort to conduct business outside the palace, he already knew he was ab unconventional man. When Huangfu Yuchen agreed to make a deal with him, didn't he anticipate that he might have even more unexpected actions in store?

Huangfu Yuchen nodded. Yan Ge was a clever man, cautious not to cross his boundaries, but fearless in front of him. He admired Yan Ge's frankness and found it comfortable to be around someone like him. In the deep palace, apart from Huangfu Yuhu, Yan Ge was the only person who could make him relax. He didn't mind being more lenient with him.

Seeing that Yan Ge almost finish an entire plate of sweet and sour spare ribs, Huangfu Yuchen furrowed his brow. "Can your body handle eating so much meat?"

Yan Ge leisurely replied, "Your Majesty, don't envy those who are still growing."

Huangfu Yuchen nearly choked on his food.

After finishing his last bite, Yan Ge wiped his mouth and said, "Your Majesty, I'm going for a walk to aid digestion. Would you like to join me?"

Huangfu Yuchen's face stiffened. "I eat little! There's no need for digestion aid."

Yan Ge looked at the empty plate of sweet and sour spare ribs in puzzlement and asked in a low voice, "Your Majesty, is sweet and sour spare ribs your favorite dish?"

Huangfu Yuchen was so angry he could barely speak, waving his hand to dismiss Yan Ge. "Go for your walk and don't hinder my sight here."

"Yan Chanzai takes his leave." Yan Ge glanced at him with a look that said, "You're definitely angry that I finished the sweet and sour spare ribs," before he left. Teasing Huangfu Yuchen occasionally was his pleasure.

As Yan Ge's figure disappeared, Deng Mande chuckled and said sincerely, "Yan Changzai always has a smiling face, as if he has no worries. Your Majesty, It's nice to have Yan Changzai accompanying you."

Huangfu Yuchen calmly swallowed a bite of food and thought of Yan Ge, unable to help but smile and say, "Indeed, I have never seen him unhappy."

After dinner, he got up and walked back and forth in the palace. Whenever he left the hall, he would inevitably "encounter" a consort so he preferred to walk within the hall.

A tall man entered through a dim side door, his footsteps silent. He kneeled before Emperor Huangfu Yuchen and spoke loudly, "This subordinate pays respects to Your Majesty."

"No need for formalities. How is the situation in Chunfeng Palace?" Huangfu Yuchen didn't look at the person and continued pacing.

The man stood up and looked up. It turned out to be Du Zhengfeng!

Du Zhengfeng said, "In response to Your Majesty, Song Guiren and Zhou Daying haven't shown any suspicion towards me. In recent days, Song Guiren seems to be acting normal, but Zhou Daying is becoming more and more impatient, especially since Yan Changzai's promotion. It won't be long before he takes action. From my observations, Zhou Daying may approach Tian Guiren."

Huangfu Yuchen said, "Zhou Daying does have some intelligence, but lacks cunning. He is not to be feared."

"Yes," Du Zhengfeng replied.

Huangfu Yuchen toyed with a jade finger ring in his hand. "Earlier, you mentioned that Song Guiren 'seems' normal. Is there anything suspicious about him?"

Du Zhengfeng paused for a moment. "It's just my speculation, Your Majesty, I have no evidence."

"It doesn't matter, tell me anyway." Huangfu Yuchen's caution made him realize that Du Zhengfeng might have indeed discovered something and he didn't want to miss it.

Du Zhengfeng said, "In the past, this subordinate, Song Guiren, Zhou Daying often came and went together. But recently, Song Guiren and Zhou Daying have been meeting privately more frequently. Every time they close the door, there are guards stationed outside, and someone always keeps an eye on my Chunyu courtyard. I suspect that some of Zhou Daying's actions are instigated by Song Guiren."

Huangfu Yuchen's face darkened. He walked slowly to the throne and sat down, contemplating. Du Zhengfeng was his trusted subordinate, not a true consort, so the palace intrigues would have minimal influence on Du Zhengfeng's judgment. Song Ruhao was once his attendant, and it could be said that they grew up together. Song Ruhao left the impression of being gentle and pure. Could the palace really have such a significant impact on a person? Or perhaps, his understanding of Song Ruhao was only the result of Song Ruhao's disguise in front of him?

"Lately, there has been too much attention on Yan Changzai. It's better to divert some of it. I want to see what they are capable of." Huangfu Yuchen lightly touched his forehead, his gaze turning cold when mentioning Song Ruhao and Zhou Wenhuan. "Investigate what they are plotting in secret and report to me promptly."

"Yes."

After Du Zhengfeng paid his respects and exited the grand hall, he looked at the night sky and a faint smile appeared on his stern face. He was getting tired of pretending and scheming with Song Ruhao and Zhou Wenhuan every day. It would be better if something happened to them sooner, as he could fake his death and return to his position in the Shadow Guard.

In the darkness of the night, Du Zhengfeng's shadow moved like a nimble fish. In no time, he arrived outside Chunfeng Palace and, without making any sound, climbed over the courtyard wall and slipped into a side room.

Moments later, there was a knock on the door.

"Master, Zhou Daying has arrived."

Du Zhengfeng said, "Let him wait in the hall. I will join him shortly."

"Understood."

A scholar entered a shop specializing in writing materials, and he said to the shopkeeper behind the counter, "Shopkeeper, I would like to buy a writing brush."

"How many would you like, young master?" asked the shopkeeper.

"Just one will do."

"Okay," the shopkeeper took out a fountain pen from the drawer and handed it to him, "That will be 6 copper coins."

The scholar looked at him puzzled, "I wanted to buy a brush. What is this you've given me?"

The shopkeeper smiled, "Oh, young master, don't you know? This is a new pen invented in our great Han. It writes small characters, doesn't require frequent ink dipping, a single ink refill lasts for several days, and it's also convenient to carry. It's the most practical tool for scholars. Young Master, take a look."

The shopkeeper brought a piece of paper and wrote a few crooked characters with the fountain pen. The paper already had many written words, indicating that the shopkeeper had introduced the new pen to many customers before this scholar.

The scholar exclaimed in amazement, "Is it really so?"

The shopkeeper confidently said, "Indeed. This type of pen is only available in our great Han kingdom! Moreover, it is sold to others for 12 copper coins, but for scholars, it's only 6 copper coins. His Majesty the Emperor is truly benevolent towards scholars." The shopkeeper was unaware of the pen's true connection to the Emperor but considered all the benefits bestowed upon the people as the Emperor's grace.

"Once again, it's the First Company. Lately, I've been hearing 'First Company' so frequently that my ears are becoming calloused." In a private room at Liuxian Pavilion, a middle-aged man with a short black beard gently stroked his beard, his face expressionless as he glanced at the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone placed on the small square table in the corner. The brush had been replaced by a new-style fountain pen.

Sitting across from him was another middle-aged man with refined in appearance. He took a sip of wine with understanding and said, "Brother Zhao, did you ask me to meet you for this matter?"

Zhao Dingshan poured him a drink, "Brother Wang, as you know, my Zhao family specializes in brushes. Our pine resin brushes from the Zhao family have shops in the east, south, west, and north of the Great Han kingdom. But now that this new pen has emerged, where does that leave us, the Zhao family, in the future? Brother Wang, your Wang family alone has three paper mills in the capital city. I can't believe this new pen won't affect your paper mills."

Wang Zhongru paused for a moment, not denying it but analyzing, "We didn't hear any rumors before the fountain pen appeared on the market. But once it was introduced, the sales volume skyrocketed. Brother Zhao, the First Company seems to have quite a background."

Zhao Dingshan smiled faintly.

Wang Zhongru curiously asked, "Does Brother Zhao already have a plan in mind?"

"That's right," Zhao Dingshan said, "I plan to invite the owner of the First Company to dine at Liuxian Pavilion. Brother Wang, if you're interested, you can join us."

Wang Zhongru teased, "As far as I know, the owner of the First Company is a young man of only seventeen or eighteen years old. Brother Zhao, aren't you afraid of being ridiculed for taking the initiative?"

"There are no permanent enemies in the business world. Besides, the First Company is just starting out and needs connections." Zhao Dingshan affirmed, "I believe the other party won't refuse."

Wang Zhongru poured him a glass of wine, raised his cup, and smiled, "Then I'll bask in your glory, Brother Zhao."

"Agreed."

In the adjacent room, Xiao Jinran turned his head, listening attentively. "It's a pity that I and Young Master Qin are on the same side. Otherwise, having him as an opponent would have been exciting."

Manager Yuan smiled and said, "Isn't it more exciting to have such a person as a friend and create a powerful business alliance together?"

Xiao Jinran laughed heartily, "Well said! I will leave the capital city tomorrow and begin the preparations for opening Liuxian Pavilion in other places. I leave this place to you. If there are any unsolvable problems, go to Liuxian Pavilion in the West City and find Xu Yiming."

"Don't worry, boss," Manager Yuan said.

Yan Ge came out of the First Company and sought shelter from the sun under a tree. He had arranged to meet Huangfu Yuchen at the brothel today and they were supposed to meet at the company's entrance.

The gatekeeper quickly approached, accompanied by a young servant-like boy. "Young master, this young man has brought an invitation card for you and insists on delivering it in person."

Yan Ge asked, "What invitation?"

The servant politely replied, "Young Master, I am from Zhao's Brush Workshop. Our boss, Master Zhao, invites you to a gathering at Liuxian Pavilion tonight."

Yan Ge apologized, "So it was an invitation from Master Zhao. I am grateful for his kind invitation, but I haven't had any free time in the past few days."

"You plan to go like this?" A tall stranger approached from the opposite direction, his voice and figure familiar.

"Brother?" Yan Ge stared curiously at Huangfu Yuchen's unfamiliar face, getting closer and almost reaching out to touch it. Could this be the legendary human skin mask?

Huangfu Yuchen tapped a fan on Yan Ge's head and said impatiently, "Don't I have to worry that others will know I'm going to such a place?" He wondered why he had agreed to accompany Yan Ge to the brothel in the first place. Even if it was to guard against Yan Ge's potential infidelity, he could have simply sent his subordinates to keep an eye on him.

Yan Ge suppressed his laughter and reassured him, "What does it matter if people find out? A clear conscience fears no slander."

Huangfu Yuchen stopped in his tracks. "I've changed my mind. I won't go."

"Wait," Yan Ge grabbed his wrist, "Brother, today you accompany me to 'that place,' and tomorrow I'll accompany you to the Hundred Flowers Festival. This year's festival will be different from previous ones, guaranteed to be unforgettable."

Huangfu Yuchen looked at him skeptically, certain that he was scheming something. Otherwise, there would be no need to invite him along. Anyway, he had cleared his schedule for the entire day, he wanted to see what this guy was up to.

"Oh," he smirked playfully, lifting Yan Ge's chin with one hand and embracing his waist with the other. "In any case, I'll be going with my 'wife.' What does it matter if familiar faces see us?" He stared intently at Yan Ge, not missing any change in his expression. Deng Mande had claimed that Yan Ge had feelings for him, and now he was curious to find out if it was true.

Yan Ge was the type to rise to challenges. If Huangfu Yuchen teased him, he would find an opportunity to tease back. Without hesitation, he embraced Huangfu Yuchen, tilted his head back, and smiled into his eyes, showing no weakness.

Gao Feng, Gao Yun, the gatekeeper, Zhang Yuan, and Liu Rong quickly averted their gaze.

Huangfu Yuchen's heart softened, his gaze unknowingly becoming gentle. After holding the young man for a while, he patted his back and finally let go, saying, "Shall we go now?"

Having won the silent battle of gazes, Yan Ge was in a good mood, his spirits soaring. "This way," he said.

The destination wasn't too far, so they decided to walk. They didn't want too many people noticing their visit to the brothel, as it might give the impression that they were there to cause trouble. The guards remained hidden in the shadows, while Gao Feng and Gao Yun disguised themselves simply. Only Zhang Yuan and Liu Rong were visible in the open.

Each of them held a moderately sized wooden box in their arms, and Huangfu Yuchen glanced at it briefly.

When they arrived outside the Red Sleeve Pavilion, the grandest brothel in the capital, Yan Ge noticed the hesitation in Huangfu Yuchen's steps and he reached out, grabbing his wrist.

Just as he was about to pull Huangfu Yuchen inside, a gloomy voice came from behind, "Ge'er, where are you going?"

Father?

Yan Ge was startled, instinctively looking towards Huangfu Yuchen.

Huangfu Yuchen's folding fan partially covered his face, hiding his expression. However, his exposed eyes were filled with playful and mocking smile.

Yan Ge immediately understood that Huangfu Yuchen had noticed Yan Xiaojing long ago.

Dressed in casual attire, Yan Xiaojing was accompanied by two servants. He had just gone out for a casual stroll and hadn't expected to coincidentally encounter Yan Ge on his way to the brothel! Moreover, he was intimately holding another man.

Yan Xiaojing's face turned as black as coal.

"Why are you here? Who is this person? Do you even know your own status?" Yan Xiaojing angrily questioned.

Father, I am truly innocent!

Yan Ge couldn't express his grievances, so he dryly explained, "I came here for a legitimate reason."

"A legitimate reason? To a place like this?" Yan Xiaojing placed his hands behind his back and scrutinized him.

Yan Ge couldn't expose Huangfu Yuchen's identity nor reveal his own plans. He held onto Huangfu Yuchen's hand and quickly entered through the door. "If you don't believe me, come inside and see for yourself!"

Yan Xiaojing roared in anger, "You little brat—"

Huangfu Yuchen burst into laughter. "Hahaha…"

'So disloyal.' Yan Ge, who had temporarily escaped a calamity, glanced at him and prepared to enter. Just as he took a step forward, a strong fragrance enveloped them, and several enchanting and coquettish women pounced on them, speaking flirtatiously:

"Young master, you are truly handsome. I am fortunate to meet you."

"Young master, allow this little girl to serve you."

One of them went even further, spouting nonsense, "Young master, why haven't you come to see Qin'er for so long?"

Yan Ge was taken aback and quickly retreated.

However, these girls were accustomed to various reactions from men who visited the brothel, so they weren't afraid at all. They continued to playfully surround him, reaching out to pull him or touch his body.

Yan Ge swiftly dodged, but the scent of powder irritated him, causing him to sneeze twice in succession.

Huangfu Yuchen clicked his tongue and swiftly pulled him closer with his left hand, raising his right arm as a gesture of defense, while giving them a cold sideways glance.

The girls were stunned by his gaze, frozen in place and afraid to move.

"Are we even now?" Huangfu Yuchen whispered into Yan Ge's ear, his voice carrying a hint of laughter.

Yan Ge looked at him for a moment before reluctantly saying, "We're even."

Neither of them realized how ambiguous their positions were at the moment, with Yan Ge nestled in Huangfu Yuchen's embrace.

The girls understood the situation all too well, their eyes revealing their comprehension.

Yan Ge resumed his usual composure and pulled Huangfu Yuchen to sit on the two nearest chairs. He took out a 1000-tael silver note from his sleeve and placed it on the table. "Summon the madam. Today's expenses at the Red Sleeve Pavilion are on me."

Huangfu Yuchen raised an eyebrow. Wasn't spending 1000 taels of silver too generous? Perhaps the agreed-upon 200,000 taels was too little?

Upon seeing that this was a distinguished guest, the girls immediately entertained them warmly. Some went to summon the madam, others brought tea and water, a few fanned Yan Ge and Huangfu Yuchen, and some cleared the hall of onlookers. Soon, the entire hall was empty.

The madam arrived gracefully, her smiling face resembling a blooming chrysanthemum. "Oh, what a rare—"

Yan Ge waved his hand, interrupting her coquettish words and smile. "Madam, skip the pleasantries and bring out all the girls."

Uupon receiving the 1000-tael silver note, the proprietress couldn't contain her delight and shouted loudly, "Girls, receive—guests—"

Yan Ge shuddered, secretly rubbing his hands together.

The girls rushed forward, but upon catching Huangfu Yuchen's cold gaze, they stopped two steps away. Some of the girls who had been waiting in their rooms on the second floor descended with swaying waists, casting flirtatious glances at Yan Ge and Huangfu Yuchen. In the rear were several men dressed in gorgeous attire, some feminine and some burly, all equally impressive.

"Not your first time here?" Huangfu Yuchen leaned closer to Yan Ge, his mouth near his ear, his deep voice filled with danger.

Yan Ge straightened up. "Absolutely my first time!"

Huangfu Yuchen smiled ambiguously, maintaining his proximity.

"If it wasn't my first time, I wouldn't have needed to ask Gao Feng and Gao Yun to investigate which is the largest brothel in the capital," Yan Ge defended himself in a low voice.

Huangfu Yuchen patted his waist and embraced him, saying leisurely, "I can let go, that is if you aren't worried about them getting closer."

Upon hearing this, Yan Ge found it reasonable and leaned against him at an angle.

A subtle smile played on Huangfu Yuchen's lips. This guy was truly oblivious. With a thought in his mind, he wrapped both arms around Yan Ge's waist, curious as to when he would realize that he was being teased. Seeing no reaction from Yan Ge, he considered it for a moment, and his hand moved to his thigh, discreetly caressing it.

Yan Ge simply thought he was pretending to be a couple in front of others to prevent the girls and young masters from getting too close, so he paid no attention to it.

A clear smile lingered on Huangfu Yuchen's lips, but suddenly his smile froze, and the hand on Yan Ge's leg paused. Not long ago, he had been repulsed by Yan Ge's embrace, so why did he suddenly think of flirting with him? And why did he hold him so intimately without any aversion?

Yan Ge's mind was occupied with serious matters and didn't notice his dilemma. He felt a little sore leaning against Huangfu Yuchen's waist and shifted his position slightly, leaning more naturally against him.

Huangfu Yuchen glanced down at his head, withdrew the hand on his thigh back to his waist, unconsciously tightening his grip slightly.

Zhang Yuan and Liu Rong averted their gaze.

"Young master, do you have any other orders? Feel free to speak." The madam's curious gaze drifted towards the wooden box on the table, wondering if it contained silver ingots.

Yan Ge patted the wooden box. "There are ten sets of dresses here. Each of you girls will try on one set and showcase your utmost beauty in front of me and my brother. If you perform well, not only will I gift you that dress, but I will also reward you with an additional 100 taels of silver. Is that clear?"

The girls couldn't believe their ears as they looked at each other. Could such a good opportunity really exist? Just by trying on a few dresses, they could receive 100 taels of silver? As for the dresses themselves, they didn't care at all.

The madam quickly spoke on behalf of everyone, "No problem, no problem!"

Yan Ge nodded, and Zhang Yuan and Liu Rong handed the two wooden boxes to the girls.

The girls hurriedly went upstairs to change their clothes.

In the center of the hall, there happened to be a stage. It was usually used by the girls for performances but now it was transformed into a runway.

Yan Ge leaned in close to Huangfu Yuchen's ear. "Brother, later on, can you help me determine which dress suits each girl best?"

Huangfu Yuchen finally understood Yan Ge's intention. He neither agreed nor refused but said, "If I assist you in selecting the girls, shouldn't you offer some benefits?"

Will this man die if he didn't take advantage? Yan Ge helplessly replied, "In fact, I have already prepared a gift for you, brother. I'll give it to you when we return."

Huangfu Yuchen nodded in response.

Before long, the first girl emerged. The madam glanced over casually and froze in astonishment.

The girl stood barefoot, wearing a strapless dress predominantly orange with a peach-colored border. The V-shaped design at the chest perfectly accentuated her curves. A flowing blue outer robe, reaching just below her knees at the front and trailing behind her at the back, was loosely tied at her waist with a matching silk ribbon. Below, she wore a sheer skirt that barely grazed her hipbones, transitioning from peach to orange, outlining the voluptuous curve of her buttocks. Silver beads adorned the skirt, shimmering and swaying with each step, captivating hearts and souls.

Huangfu Yuchen only glanced at her briefly, then nonchalantly averted his gaze.

The girl performed a dance on the stage, casting a smiling glance back at Huangfu Yuchen and Yan Ge before gracefully retreating.

Huangfu Yuchen turned his head and noticed Yan Ge staring intently. He was inexplicably displeased, and he grasped Yan Ge's chin, pressing his lips firmly against the corner of his mouth.

Yan Ge looked at him in surprise.

Huangfu Yuchen was also taken aback by his own impulsiveness. He turned back to the stage, his expression calm. "I am reminding you not to forget your identity."

Yan Ge touched the corner of his mouth, feeling somewhat helpless. "I haven't forgotten. I was just looking at the clothes."

Huangfu Yuchen said expressionlessly, "These clothes are novel and have unique designs, which is a powerful form of publicity. It is not necessary to find a

suitable person. Someone, come."

Gao Feng and Gao Yun, who had been hiding somewhere, immediately appeared.

"Boss."

"You two stay here and be responsible for selecting ten individuals," Huangfu Yuchen said before taking Yan Ge's hand and leaving.

Yan Ge was taken aback. "But—"

Huangfu Yuchen interrupted him. "It's getting late. We should go."

'Domineering.' Yan Ge dared not voice his anger but thought in his heart, 'I won't give him the gift either.'

"If you don't give it, I'll find it myself," Huangfu Yuchen casually remarked.

Yan Ge was astonished. How did he know what he was thinking?

Huangfu Yuchen lightly chuckled and urged, "Let's go."

Yan Ge peered outside, and only when he didn't see Yan Xiaojing did he dare to step out.

Huangfu Yuchen laughed silently. "I will explain the next time I see him."

The two left the Red Sleeve Pavilion, unaware of a person hiding in the distance. As they exited, the person sneered, a cunning expression on their face. "He has time to visit a brothel but no time to meet my master. That brat really doesn't know his place!"

Yan Ge had studied some historical books of the Great Han Kingdom. The Hundred Flowers Festival took place once a year and had a history of over a hundred years. In the month of June, the Great Han Kingdom was filled with a hundred kinds of flowers: orchids, gardenias, bananas, hibiscus, roses, hydrangeas, jasmines, cockscombs, peonies… There were dozens of varieties of orchids alone. Pink, white, orange, red, purple, yellow… They competed for beauty, presenting a stunning sight.

Initially, the Hundred Flowers Festival was indeed a holiday for flower lovers. On this day, people would bring out their beloved flowers to showcase them to other flower enthusiasts, exchanging their insights. Occasionally, they also brought their children and friends to gather together. During casual conversations, it was common to inquire about the marital status of each other's sons and daughters. If there was a good match, the two families would become in-laws. Over time, the Hundred Flowers Festival became a disguised matchmaking event. When the festival arrives, the young gentlemen and unmarried ladies in the capital would dress up in hopes of finding a suitable partner.

The requirements for women in the Great Han Kingdom were not overly strict. If they met with a man privately and it was discovered, they would undoubtedly be accused of illicit affair. However, as long as they had maids and servants with them, they were allowed to go out and move about.

When Yan Ge and Huangfu Yuchen arrived at Tongxin Lake, it was already bustling with visitors. Peddlers found business opportunities there, carrying loads of various snacks and curious trinkets for sale. Young girls in the crowd observed with curiosity, occasionally emitting crisp and pleasing laughter, capturing the infatuated gazes of young masters.

Some of the girls stood out from the others due to their noticeably different dresses, featuring novel designs and vibrant colors, showcasing meticulous tailoring. Other girls couldn't help but cast occasional envious glances at them. Amidst the fragrance of clothes and the beauty of their appearances, various potted plants became mere supporting roles.

The most eye-catching among those seated by the stone table at the lakeside was a girl in colorful attire. The low neckline of her dress did not give off an immodest impression because her neck was cleverly adorned with a light green scarf, adding a touch of playfulness. Looking at her dress, it perfectly accentuated her impressive figure. There were a total of five colors: rose red, sapphire blue, fresh green, white, and black. However, the distribution of colors was skillfully arranged, avoiding any sense of overwhelming complexity, and instead, presenting a refreshing sight.

A white-clad girl a few steps away couldn't help but walk over and bow in greeting.

"May I have a seat here, sister?" she asked politely.

The girl in colorful attire turned slightly surprised and smiled gently, "Of course, sister, please."

Both of them had their maids and servants standing quietly on the side.

"Sister," the white-clad girl spoke frankly, "your clothes are so beautiful, and I admire them greatly. May I ask where you purchased them from?"

The girl in colorful attire smiled apologetically, "They weren't purchased; they were gifted to me."

The white-clad girl inquired further, "Do you know where the person who gifted you the clothes made the purchase?"

Shaking her head, the girl in colorful attire replied regretfully, "I don't know. However, there are the words 'Yiyi Bushu' written on the clothes, along with the symbol 'Nan Yi.' But it's strange, I had someone search throughout the capital, and there is no clothing shop by that name.

Huangfu Yuchen and Yan Ge stood not far away.

Huangfu Yuchen asked, "Is this your method of promotion?"

"Surprise is key to achieving victory. Silence can speak louder than words," Yan Ge smiled faintly. "I've conducted investigations and specifically selected talented and remarkably beautiful women to be gifted with the garments. Later, there will be a talent competition. Even if these ladies don't win, their attire will surely capture everyone's attention. After today's Hundred Flowers Festival, 'Yiyi Bushu Garment Workshop' will officially hang its plaque."

Huangfu Yuchen gestured for him to walk towards a tree by the lake. "Once the garments from the workshop gain fame, they may easily be counterfeited."

Yan Ge hadn't expected him to be so knowledgeable. He gave him an appreciative glance.

"Brother, rest assured. Let me secretly tell you," he leaned in mysteriously to Huangfu Yuchen. "After the garments from the workshop are made, there's one final step—I've instructed my trusted aide to add hidden serial numbers to the clothes. If any counterfeits appear, I will spread this information. By then, those who have bought the fakes… hehehe." He didn't finish his sentence, but chuckled meaningfully, a mischievous glint flashing in his eyes, like a sly cat.

Huangfu Yuchen held onto his shoulder and gave it a squeeze. "I award you the title of 'cunning.'"

Yan Ge smiled, but didn't respond and walked over to a nearby stall selling cold tea, buying two bowls.

Huangfu Yuchen stopped him. "The tea outside may not be clean." He picked up a water flask from a nearby stone carving and handed it to him.

The stall's owner was annoyed and raised his head, about to say something. However, upon seeing Huangfu Yuchen's noble appearance, it was evident that he couldn't afford to offend him. He closed his mouth and silently carried his burden away.

Yan Ge hadn't even noticed when the water flask had appeared there. The skills of Huangfu Yuchen's hidden guards were extraordinary.

"You can relax completely, brother," he took a sip of water. "You've changed your appearance, and no one knows your identity."

"Just being cautious," Huangfu Yuchen said lightly.

The crowd was heading east, and Yan Ge held Huangfu Yuchen's wrist. "The talent competition is about to begin. Let's first buy some silk flowers."

With too many tourists, real flowers were too wasteful to use and a shame to pluck. So, they used silk flowers instead. During the annual Hundred Flowers Festival, sellers of silk flowers could make a fortune.

Yan Ge purchased a large bunch of silk flowers. Huangfu Yuchen found it foolish to carry so many flowers and stuffed them all into Yan Ge's embrace. He then swayed his folding fan, his other hand behind his back, appearing leisurely.

Yan Ge leaned closer. "Shouldn't your guards buy a basket?"

Huangfu Yuchen glanced at the flowers in his arms and then at him, smiling inexplicably. "It's inconvenient for my guards to leave for too long."

Yan Ge was certain he was thinking of something unsavory, and believed it would be best not to ask.

The talent competition adopted a rather free form, where anyone could come on stage to ask questions, and anyone could come on stage to answer. The audience would offer their silk flowers to those they thought answered well. The person with the most silk flowers would emerge victorious. With such fame, young ladies and gentlemen who admired them naturally came to see.

The competition stage was set up, with fabric shading the sun from above and fragrant flowers adorning both sides, attracting butterflies to dance gracefully.

A handsome scholar took the stage first, a smile on his face. He noticed many beautiful maidens in the audience and his smile deepened. "Ladies and gentlemen, today is the Hundred Flowers Festival. How about we start with the theme of 'flowers'? Allow me to recite a humble poem as an opening."

Before he even began reciting, several silk flowers fell onto the stage. Everyone laughed good-naturedly, and the atmosphere became lively.

After expressing his gratitude, the scholar recited with a rhythmic tone, clearly confident in his knowledge. "Ai Lan — not born with a preference for Ai Lan, but enchanted by its natural beauty. My heart follows the swaying emerald grass, inhaling the fragrant scent that permeates my soul."

As soon as the poem was recited, applause erupted, and several more silk flowers flew from the audience onto the stage.

Yan Ge waa uncomfortable with the large amount of flowers in his hands, so he grabbed a handful and threw them without any care.

Huangfu Yuchen gazed coolly at him for a while but received no response.

When no more silk flowers were thrown, the scholar smiled at the audience below and counted aloud, "I am unworthy, but I have received twenty-one silk flowers. Thank you all for your support." With that, he descended from the stage with the silk flowers in hand.

A maiden gracefully stepped onto the stage. "I, as a humble young lady, also have a poem…"

Coincidentally, this maiden happened to be the colorful-clad girl they had encountered before. Yan Ge decided to throw the remaining silk flowers from his embrace onto the stage, drawing the attention of the crowd. When they saw that the one throwing flowers was a young master, the people around them cast ambiguous glances. The colorful-clad girl's beautiful eyes also glanced at Yan Ge.

Huangfu Yuchen furrowed his brows and wrapped his arm around Yan Ge, giving a faint glance at the maiden before holding the latter's hand. "Let's go."

Yan Ge was just accompanying him, so when he saw that Huangfu Yuchen had lost interest, he followed without a word.

The girl was situated in a higher position, to so she was able to clearly observe their interaction. She withdrew her gaze in disappointment.

The two squeezed through the crowd, and Yan Ge's steps halted, astonishment in his eyes as he looked ahead.

Yan Su was conversing with a woman in a yellow garment. When he saw Yan Ge, he appeared surprised and his gaze shifted to Huangfu Yuchen. He took a few steps closer.

"Second brother. Who is this?"

Yan Ge teased, "Elder brother, it seems I'm about to have a sister-in-law?" At twenty, Yan Su was already considered late for marriage, and those og his age were probably already getting married.

A trace of embarrassment flashed across Yan Su's face.

Huangfu Yuchen also joked, "Eldest Young Master Yan is not getting any younger. Perhaps the emperor should arrange a marriage for you." He appointed Yan Su as the top scholar and bore some resemblance to Yan Ge. Upon seeing him, Huangfu Yuchen quickly recognized him.

Yan Su's expression changed because of the arranged marriage, and because he guessed the identity of this man.

Yan Ge shook his head at Huangfu Yuchen and looked at him earnestly. "Brother, my elder brother may have already found someone he loves."

Huangfu Yuchen was momentarily stunned. He had only spoken casually, but he hadn't expected that both Yan Su and Yan Ge would reject the idea of an arranged marriage. He nodded slightly, remaining silent.

Yan Ge winked at Yan Su to leave. Yan Su gave him a grateful look, bowed to Huangfu Yuchen, and left.

Huangfu Yuchen casually asked, "Is an arranged marriage that terrifying?"

The two of them walked to the shade of a tree by the lake and gazed into the distance side by side.

Yan Ge smiled and said, "Thunder and rain, all are the grace of the emperor. If I were to receive a marriage decree from the emperor, it would naturally be a beautiful thing. However, my brother may have already found someone he loves. Mutual affection is even more beautiful." The wind blew from the surface of the lake, carrying a coolness from the water, which was quite pleasant. Yan Ge couldn't help but narrow his eyes and enjoy the moment.

"Mutual affection…" Huangfu Yuchen gazed deeply at him. "Is that what you desire too?"

"What?" Yan Ge turned his head and asked with a smile.

"Nothing." Huangfu Yuchen handed him the water bottle.

Yan Ge took a sip of water, stared at the lake, and sighed with a smile. "It's a pity that the weather is too hot. Otherwise, we could have taken a boat and sailed around the lake."

Huangfu Yuchen fell silent for a moment. "Next time, let's choose a rainy day—"

Before he could finish his sentence, his expression suddenly changed. He swiftly turned around, grabbing Yan Ge's arm and pulling him behind him. He coldly stared ahead and whispered to Yan Ge, "Don't move."

Following his gaze, Yan Ge saw a young man with a weary face silently standing about ten meters away, holding a sword. The man wore black clothes, and his sharp eyes were fixed on the direction where Huangfu Yuchen and Yan Ge stood. Even his flowing long hair exuded a chilling aura.

Yan Ge looked at Huangfu Yuchen's back with complex eyes. The emperor was an important person and was always protected by others in the face of any danger. Today, not only did Huangfu Yuchen notice the presence of this assassin before him, but his first reaction was to shield him. Subconscious actions often reflect one's true feelings.

This gesture deeply touched Yan Ge. His mind quickly raced, and he made a decision. Why not take this opportunity to let Huangfu Yuchen know that he was skilled in martial arts? It would inevitably be revealed sooner or later, and now that they were closer, he couldn't let this incident damage their relationship.

He swiftly moved and positioned himself in front of Huangfu Yuchen.

The shadow guards arrived swift. They stood at the four corners, shielding Yan Ge and Huangfu Yuchen in the middle.

"Nonsense, step back," Huangfu Yuchen held Yan Ge's wrist.

Yan Ge tightened his grip on his hand and noticed the surprise in the assassin's eyes. Suddenly, he realized that this person was not here for Huangfu Yuchen, but for him. He couldn't help but find it interesting and was piqued by curiosity. What had he done to offend someone to the extent that they hired an assassin to target him?

"Brother, he's here for me. Let me handle it."

Yan Ge reached out to one of the shadow guards. "May I borrow your sword?"

Huangfu Yuchen was completely unaware that Yan Ge had martial arts skills and was greatly surprised. His expression grew even more serious as he looked at Yan Ge, giving a meaningful nod to the shadow guard.

Only then did the shadow guard hand the sword over. Huangfu Yuchen waved his hand at the other three shadow guards, who sheathed their weapons and restrained their aura.

With a raised chin and excitement in his eyes, Yan Ge said to the assassin, "Show me what you've got." Let this person help him test the Flowing Sand Sword Technique!

–"Master, good luck!" Yan Jin cheered for Yan Ge.

The assassin initially thought his target was just an ordinary merchant, but he was astonished to discover he knew martial arts. However, his surprise lasted only a moment. He flew towards Yan Ge, swinging his sword towards his chest with his right hand, creating a sharp sound in the air. The angle of this strike was aimed directly at Yan Ge's heart, fast and ruthless, attempting to end his life in one move.

Huangfu Yuchen's expression turned cold. He glanced at the shadow guard, who bowed to indicate understanding.

With a sudden tilt to the right, Yan Ge swung his sword as well, but it instantly transformed into an illusion, as if it had no substance at all. The sword light pierced through the assassin's sword and fleetingly flashed across his chest, leaving behind a scent of fresh blood. Yan Ge's entire body soared into the air, leaping backward, and his graceful figure lightly landed in his original position. He turned his head, giving Huangfu Yuchen a faint smile, before looking at the assassin.

The assassin covered his chest, staring at Yan Ge in astonishment.

Yan Ge asked coldly, "Who sent you?"

Huangfu Yuchen shook his head inwardly. It would be strange if they could find out just like that.

The assassin's face paled, but his arrogance remained. "It's our rule in this line of work not to disclose the client's information. If you want to kill me, go ahead."

Yan Ge frowned. He didn't know how to deal with this person. Releasing him like this would likely leave future troubles, but he couldn't bring himself to kill him.

Huangfu Yuchen waved his folding fan while looking at the lake scenery. It was only after Yan Ge looked at him with a pleading gaze that he gestured to a shadow guard. One of the guards pressed the assassin's acupoints and escorted him away.

The minor disturbance in the corner did not affect the lively crowd in the distance.

"I always thought the Second Young Master of the Yan family had no knowledge of martial arts." Huangfu Yuchen did not look at Yan Ge, but strolled towards the stone table.

'Here it comes.' Yan Ge sat down next to him, holding his hand without hesitation and looking directly into his eyes. "I never intended to hide it. Otherwise, I wouldn't have taken action today. It's just that I couldn't find the right opportunity to confess to you. In fact, I accidentally discovered my martial arts ability only a few days ago."

Huangfu Yuchen asked, "What do you mean?"

Yan Ge cleared his throat in embarrassment. "Before entering the palace, I once jumped into the lake and lost my memory. As for the reason behind the jump, I'm not sure."

"Jumped into the lake?" Huangfu Yuchen looked at him with a peculiar expression. "You didn't want to enter the palace?"

"It's not like that!" Yan Ge denied without hesitation. He was now focused on climbing ranks and had long ceased to reject life in the palace. This answer was not a lie.

Huangfu Yuchen did not doubt him because Yan Ge's desire for promotion proved it. He also didn't suspect that Yan Ge was lying about his memory loss; he could easily verify these matters. Learning about Yan Ge's martial arts ability, however, made him feel deceived. A deep sense of disappointment lingered in his chest, piercing his heart. But now that Yan Ge had confessed, his emotions were overwhelmed with joy, and he felt closer to fully understanding Yan Ge. No one had ever been able to affect his mood like Yan Ge did.

Sensing his change in mood, Yan Ge smiled and let go of his worries. "Since we're here, shall we admire the flowers?" He admired Huangfu Yuchen's courage and open-mindedness. He dared to keep him, a ticking time bomb, by his side. Could this be what they called "using someone without doubting and doubting someone without using" in the art of imperial politics?

Huangfu Yuchen stood up in response. "Not going to watch the competition?"

Yan Ge hinted, "No need. There are too many beauties there. What if you develop feelings for someone?"

Huangfu Yuchen approached him, looking down at him with a somewhat helpless expression. "Am I so lecherous in your eyes?"

"Heh, heh," Yan Ge shook his head repeatedly. "No, no. It's just a precaution. Dealing with those in your backyard is already giving me a headache." He muttered the last sentence.

Huangfu Yuchen heard it clearly. He patted his head before stepping towards a flowerpot. So what if there were many women in the harem? No one had ever touched his heart. As for Yan Ge, perhaps he could become another brother? But just a brother? There seemed to be a voice deep within him saying that was not enough. He longed to understand Yan Ge more and wanted to be closer to him.

"It's a pity…" No camera. Yan Ge showed great interest as he appreciated each and every flower. Some varieties were unique to this era, and he didn't recognize them.

Huangfu Yuchen snapped back to reality. "Aren't you worried that the person behind the assassin will still pose a threat to you?"

"I'm not worried. Don't I have the two guards you assigned to me?" Yan Ge casually remarked. "I suspect it's a rival in business. Besides them, I can't think of anyone else."

"I will arrange for someone to handle it. You focus on more important affairs," Huangfu Yuchen said.

Yan Ge bowed. "Thank you, brother."

As evening approached, a carriage slowly entered the palace and stopped in front of the Tenglong Palace.

"Your Majesty, I will go back to Luoxue Palace first to get the gift."

After Yan Ge left, Huangfu Yuchen called upon a shadow guard but didn't immediately give any orders. Instead, he stood in place, deep in thought.

The shadow guard stood silently, as if immobilized, awaiting orders without a sound.

Deng Mande looked at Huangfu Yuchen with confusion.

After a long pause, Huangfu Yuchen waved his sleeve, walked to the seat, and sat down. In a deep voice, he said, "Find an opportunity to explore Yan Changzai's true strength."

The shadow guard nodded, bowed, and disappeared like a ghost.

Deng Mande's face was filled with astonishment. "Your Majesty, Yan Changzai possesses martial arts skills?"

Huangfu Yuchen nodded.

Deng Mande hurriedly said, "This… The Yan family didn't report this matter. Your Majesty, this is a grave offense of deceiving the emperor!" He hoped that Yan Changzai's presence by the emperor's side would bring him happiness and posed no threat. However, if Yan Changzai possessed martial arts skills, it would be a different story. The consequences would be unimaginable if he harbored ill intentions towards the emperor. In the depths of the palace, anything was possible.

Huangfu Yuchen let out a sigh, his gaze turning cold. If it were any other consort, he would immediately arrange for surveillance of their every move, and perhaps even abolish their martial arts skills to eliminate any potential threats. After all, a consort did not require such exceptional combat abilities. But with Yan Changzai, he couldn't bring himself to act in such a manner. If he did, Yan Changzai would never smile at him in the same way again. Erasing someone's martial arts skills was easy, but erasing their resentment was much more difficult.

"Your Majesty, we must be cautious of Yan Changzai…" Deng Mande anxiously advised Huangfu Yuchen.

Huangfu Yuchen gestured for him to stop speaking.

After a while, Yan Ge's voice came from outside the hall, "Your Majesty, Yan Changzai requests an audience." His voice, like his smiling face, brought about a spontaneous uplift in one's mood.

Deng Mande saw Huangfu Yuchen nod and said, "Let Yan Changzai come in."

Yan Changzai strode in and handed the wrapped brocade package to Deng Mande. He said to Huangfu Yuchen, "This is the new attire I designed for Your Majesty. It has a unique style that perfectly matches Your Majesty's unparalleled status. I'm not sure if Your Majesty will like it."

Deng Mande opened the package and carefully inspected the clothes inside and out.

The neatly folded new clothes were tossed around in his hands, causing Huangfu Yuchen to feel displeased. He raised his hand to stop Deng Mande and personally took the clothes, "Let me have a look."

Deng Mande wore a disapproving expression but refrained from speaking much due to Huangfu Yuchen's resolute attitude. His gaze became complicated as he looked at Yan Changzai.

Yan Changzai didn't pay attention to this. Delighted by Huangfu Yuchen's actions, he walked over briskly and said, "The fabric of this outfit is highly breathable. Although the design of the false lapel makes it appear as if it's two separate garments, it's actually just one, which is perfect for wearing now as it's very cool. The cuffs and legs are designed to be loose, so it will be comfortable to wear. However, in order to surprise Your Majesty, I didn't inquire about Your Majesty's measurements beforehand, so I'm unsure if it will fit."

Huangfu Yuchen smiled s slightly and said, "I really like this style. I will try it on, and if it doesn't fit, I'll have someone make adjustments."

"Alright."

Yan Changzai said. "By the way, Your Majesty, I have a favor to ask."

Deng Mande opened his mouth to speak but was stopped by Huangfu Yuchen's cold gaze.

"Speak."

Yan Changzai smiled and said, "Your Majesty is aware that I only recently remembered my martial arts skills. I would like to borrow some of Your Majesty's skilled subordinates to have a friendly match and see how my skills measure up. If Your Majesty is interested, you could observe from the side." Emperors were always suspicious. If he were in Huangfu Yuchen's position, he wouldn't dare to leave a powerful threat by his side. After careful consideration on the way back to Luoxue, he decided to reveal a portion of his hidden cards once again.

Deng Mande was startled.

Huangfu Yuchen gazed deeply at Yan Changzai. Suddenly, he stood up, and walked up to him, embracing him tightly with one arm while gently stroking his hair. He whispered in his ear, "Treat me with sincerity, and I will treat you the same."

Yan Ge, do not disappoint me.

Yan Ge's heartbeat skipped a beat. Those words sounded too much like a confession. Immediately, he felt that he must have been overthinking it. After all, Huangfu Yuchen didn't like men. What he said should be that kind of "sincerity" between brothers.

"Your Majesty, let's have a match now."

Huangfu Yuchen released him, and it was evident that he was genuinely curious about Yan Ge's skills. He nodded with a hint of amusement.

Yan Ge asked, "Shall we compete here or go to the training ground? Would the guards be considerate of my identity and hold back? Or should I pretend to be an assassin?"

Huangfu Yuchen's face turned cold, and he sternly scolded, "Nonsense! Can assassins be casually impersonated? If you pretend to be an assassin, they will fight you to the death!"

Yan Ge realized that he had indeed oversimplified the matter and quickly said, "I didn't consider it thoroughly. Your Majesty, please calm down."

Huangfu Yuchen's anger hadn't subsided. "There is always someone better, and there are always heavens beyond heavens. Are you so confident in your skills?"

Yan Changzai looked at him in astonishment. If he understood correctly, Huangfu Yuchen was expressing concern for him, not about being an assassin or not. His lips instantly curved into a smile. "I was mistaken. I will be humble from now on and guard against arrogance and impatience. Your Majesty, please find someone."

Huangfu Yuchen glanced at him expressionlessly and then signaled to Deng Mande. He called over one of the shadow guards and instructed Yan Ge to change into the guard's attire.

"Let's keep the matter that you know martial arts a secret."

Yan Ge complied, changing into the guard's clothing. The guard was tall and robust, and the clothes hung loosely on Yan Ge's body. Huangfu Yuchen couldn't help but laugh.

Yan Ge emphasized, "Your Majesty, I am still growing!"

"Yes, yes," Huangfu Yuchen chuckled endlessly.

"Your Majesty," Deng Mande entered with someone, stealing a glance at Huangfu Yuchen, "I have found the top expert from the Imperial Guards and the top expert from the Shadow Guards…"

Deng Mande was considering his safety, and Huangfu Yuchen did not blame him.

The top expert of the Imperial Guards, General Yang Zhuo, was in his thirties, had a robust figure and was dressed in the uniform of the Imperial Guards. The top expert of the Shadow Guards, Cheng Jingfeng, wore an identical attire, with a mask covering his face from below his eyes to his mouth.

"Greetings, Your Majesty!"

"Rise," Huangfu Yuchen gestured towards Cheng Jingfeng, "This is the newly arrived member of the Shadow Guards. You two should test his skills."

"Yes!"

–"Ding. Side mission—defeat the two top experts. If the mission is successful, you will be rewarded with 200 taels of silver and one silver chest. Failure deducts 200 taels of silver. Accept the mission by selecting 'yes' and reject the mission by selecting 'no'."

Yan Ge chose "yes," his fighting spirit heightened by the mission the system issued.

–"Master," Yan Jin analyzed confidently, "The Sand Sword Technique is exceptionally exquisite, surpassing ordinary sword techniques. Master is certain to win!"

"I hope so," Yan Ge said.

They walked into the spacious courtyard.

The top expert of the Imperial Guards, Yang Zhuo, took the lead. Both of them were accustomed to using swords and didn't want to cause unnecessary harm, so they broke off a branch from a tree to use as their swords.

Yan Ge launched the first attack, channeling his inner energy from his dantian. His sword moves were illusory, and the sword energy swept out horizontally, resembling a desert storm engulfing Yang Zhuo.

The momentum of this first move caused Yang Zhuo's expression to change. He soared upward like a graceful swan, evading in time. The sword energy passed by him, piercing into the forest. Two large trees made a cracking sound as they were severed at their trunks, crashing down to the ground.

Yang Zhuo's entire demeanor changed. He exuded a resolute killing intent and lunged forward, clashing heavily with Yan Ge's branch. They exchanged more than ten moves, creating a series of crisp sounds. Their movements became faster and faster, occasionally soaring from the ground into mid-air and then descending again.

Yan Ge had rarely had the opportunity to spar with others, but in this battle, he learned from the experience and gradually became skilled, his techniques flowing like water. After nearly half an hour, Yang Zhuo's branch snapped with a "crack" from Yan Ge's attack.

Regrettably, Yang Zhuo said, "I've lost."

"I appreciate your humility," Yan Ge smiled sincerely.

Yang Zhuo stepped aside, and the leader of the Shadow Guards, Cheng Jingfeng, appeared before Yan Ge like a ghostly shadow. Their duty as members of the Shadow Guards was to lurk in the darkness and discreetly resolve matters that should not be seen within the palace. Therefore, they were trained as assassins, and the aura of violence and killing within them was not something an ordinary person could withstand.

Cheng Jingfeng's eyes were like two sharp knives. Yan Ge inadvertently looked into his eyes and felt a tremor in his heart. 'Not good'

Fear arose within him and he realized that defeating Cheng Jingfeng would not be easy. He adjusted his state, intending to launch the first move again to seize the initiative and weaken Cheng Jingfeng's killing intent with his own momentum.

However, Cheng Jingfeng had no intention of complying with his plan. He suddenly attacked, seemingly merging into the darkness of the night.

Before Yan Ge could react, Cheng Jingfeng's killing intent was already at his back. Startled, Yan Ge tapped his toes on the ground and rose into the air like a startled bird. He swiftly turned and brandished his branch, attacking Cheng Jingfeng. But Cheng Jingfeng's figure flickered, disappearing from his line of sight, only to reappear behind him in the next moment, having taken advantage of a nearby tree.

The two of them fought fiercely for over a hundred moves, yet neither could gain the upper hand. Yan Ge roaeed loudly, employing the "Raging Sea Dragon's Roar," a technique from the Sand Sword Technique. His figure seemed to multiply, swirling around Cheng Jingfeng at a rapid pace. It was impossible to distinguish which one was real and which one was an illusion. Taking advantage of Cheng Jingfeng's momentary distraction, Yan Ge thrust the branch towards Cheng Jingfeng's chest.

Cheng Jingfeng swiftly turned around, wielding his branch to block in time. In the end, the tip of the branch aimed at Yan Ge's throat.

Yan Ge lost.

–"Ding. Side mission—defeat the two top experts. Mission failure-200 taels of silver will be deducted." The flat voice sounded so cold and merciless in Yan Ge's ears.

–"Uh…" Yan Jin sounded guilty.

Yan Ge stiffly turned his head, his expression sincere, and said to Cheng Jingfeng, "Can you give me another chance?"

Cheng Jingfeng's eyes remained calm and unruffled. After bowing to Huangfu Yuchen, he stepped aside.

Yan Ge turned to Huangfu Yuchen and blinked, "Can I have another chance?"

Huangfu Yuchen gestured to Yang Zhuo and Cheng Jingfeng, "You two can step back."

"Yes."

Only Yan Ge, Huangfu Yuchen, and Deng Mande remained in the courtyard.

"Do you now realize that you're not the best in the world?" Huangfu Yuchen teased Yan Ge, who had a gloomy expression on his face.

Deng Mande laughed along. In his opinion, Yan Ge's defeat at the hands of Cheng Jingfeng was a good thing.

"Your Majesty, I've already been dealt a blow, please don't add to it," Yan Ge sighed. His silver box!

Huangfu Yuchen held his shoulder, looking into his eyes and chuckled softly, "When there are no outsiders present, you can call me Yuchen."

Yan Ge readily agreed, "Alright." Always addressing him as "Your Majesty" made him gave a sense of inferiority.

"Go back and rest earlier," Huangfu Yuchen said, "I have a gift for you."

Yan Ge replied, "I will go back now."

Not long after he left, a eunuch named Xiao Jingzi from the Internal Affairs entered, kneeling before Huangfu Yuchen with a tray in his hands. "Your Majesty, *please flip the sign."

*This is an act where the Emperor chooses whom to spend the night with. The sign or plaque has the consort's name.

"No need," Huangfu Yuchen turned and went into the inner room.

Xiao Jingzi looked at Deng Mande with hesitation, "Eunuch Deng, the Emperor hasn't flipped the sign in a long time."

Deng Mande waved his hand dismissively, "The Emperor's decisions are not something we can influence."

Yan Ge returned to Luoxue Pavilion, and Xiao Chuanzi approached him, reporting, "Reporting to Young Master, someone delivered a gift just now, saying it's from the Emperor."

Qiujie brought a basin of cool water, wringing the wet towel almost dry before handing it to Yan Ge.

"Bring it here," Yan Ge wiped his face.

Xiao Chuanzi brought a small delicate box.

Yan Ge opened the box, and his eyes brightened. It contained improved toothbrushes and toothpaste. The toothbrushes were almost identical to the modern ones, with a silver handle and snow-white bristles. The back of the handle was engraved with the words "Nan Yi." The toothpaste was in a round porcelain bottle with the same logo on the lid. Opening the lid released a refreshing mint fragrance, and inside was a small silver spoon.

"Young Master, these toothbrushes look so beautiful," Wang Xiang praised.

Xiao Chuanzi chuckled, "Indeed, they are better than what we made before."

Yan Ge smiled faintly. Why would Huangfu Yuchen suddenly send him toothbrushes and toothpaste? He felt that Huangfu Yuchen must have known all along that he was the inventor of toothbrushes and toothpaste. Sending them now was probably because of the promise he made earlier, "Treat me with sincerity, and I will treat you with sincerity." He was honest with Huangfu Yuchen, and Huangfu Yuchen reciprocated. Perhaps they could indeed develop a good brotherly relationship in this palace.

"Well, rest early, tomorrow will surely be busy," Yan Ge glanced intentionally or unintentionally at Qiujie. These days, he went out and returned in casual attire. Qiujie must have noticed his outings. From her silent appearance, he couldn't tell what she was thinking. After considering it, he decided not to say anything to Qiujie.

The next day, Yan Ge arrived at the company, and Zhang Yuan was anxiously pacing at the entrance. When he saw Yan Ge, he hurriedly approached, his face filled with joy.

"Young Master, you're finally here!"

"What is it?" Yan Ge jumped down from the carriage, adjusted his clothes, and fanned himself with a folding fan.

Zhang Yuan said, "Following your orders, Zhao Cheng opened the tailoring shop after the Hundred Flowers Festival, and we have already received orders for over 5,000 sets of clothes!"

Yan Ge smirked, turned around, and got back into the carriage. "Let's go to the tailoring shop."

Wang Xiang hurriedly instructed Gao Feng, "Guard Feng, since you're fast, could you please buy some breakfast for the Young Master?"

Gao Feng nodded and mounted his horse, ready to leave, but Yan Ge stopped him, "By the way, find out the price of toothbrushes and toothpaste… never mind, even if you know, don't tell me." Thinking about the profits from toothbrushes and toothpaste that he couldn't get a single cent from, it pained him. It would be better not to know.

Wang Xiang and Xiao Chuanzi chuckled quietly.

Xiao Chuanzi had been quiet recently. Ever since the hot pot shop closed, he had been idle most of the time, unlike Wang Xiang, who managed the tailoring shop and was busy and fulfilled every day.

Yan Ge could vaguely guess his thoughts, but he was just one person, and there were few people he could trust. If the hot pot shop expanded too much, it would be difficult to manage. At least, after the tailoring shop was on the right track, he could explore other businesses. So, Xiao Chuanzi would continue to be idle for a while. This period would test his character.

Two guards stood in front of the entrance to the tailoring shop, standing tall and straight. Apart from them, four other guards divided into two teams patrolled outside the courtyard, vigilant against anyone sneaking in to steal samples or observe the tailoring process.

When the two guards saw Wang Xiang, they greeted her respectfully.

"Miss Xiang."

Wan Xiang nodded and presented herself as a competent and strong-willed woman. "This is Young Master Qin, the owner of the 'Yiyi Bushu Tailoring Shop."

"Greetings, Master!"

Yan Ge casually rewarded the two with some money, "Work hard. If 'Yiyi Bushu thrives, you will all benefit."

"Yes!"

Deng Mama arrived upon hearing the news. "Young Master, you have arrived."

Yan Ge asked, "Deng Mama, how many orders have we received so far?"

Deng Mama replied, "We have received over six thousand orders in total. The cheapest ready-made garments are priced at ten taels per piece, while the most expensive ones are even one hundred taels. By rough estimation, we can earn over sixty thousand taels."

Wan Xiang and Xiao Chuanzi couldn't hide their joy.

Yan Ge, however, remained calm. "Making money is undoubtedly a good thing, but remind the workers to pay attention to the details and not be careless. Any substandard work must be redone. If an individual has more than ten pieces of substandard work per month, they will be dismissed."

"Isn't that a bit strict?" Wan Xiang hesitated.

Yan Ge smiled lightly and continued, "The less number of works redone, the higher the rewards at the end of the month. As for the specific rewards, Wan Xiang and Deng Mama can discuss it."

Deng Mama suddenly brightened up, "That way, we don't have to worry about dampening the workers' enthusiasm."

"It's still Young Master's thoughtful consideration," Wan Xiang said. "Young Master, rest assured, Deng Mama and I will carefully consider it."

"And one more thing," Yan Ge said, "I am the only one currently drawing the designs for the Tailoring Shop. This is far from enough to meet the shop's needs. You can recruit talented designers from outside and have them submit their designs to me. Once their designs are adopted, they will be rewarded."

"Yes!" Wan Xiang and the others marveled at his idea.

Deng Mama beckoned to a nearby little maid, "Young Master, these are the invitations that arrived this morning."

Yan Ge glanced at them. There were three in total, all inviting him to meals.

"Let's discuss it later at the company."

Wan Xiang took the food box from Gao Feng and said, "Young Master, have your breakfast first before you get busy."

"Alright."

While having his meal in the office, there was a commotion outside the Tailoring Shop.

Gao Feng looked out the window and said, "Young Master, it seems that the former owner of the Tailoring Shop has arrived."

Yan Ge looked at Wan Xiang and Deng Mama.

Wan Xiang's face turned serious. "He must be jealous of the successful development of the Tailoring Shop, which has become the flagship industry of the First Company. I warned him last time, but it seems he still finds the outside world too comfortable. Young Master, I will have someone send him to the authorities."

Deng Mama pondered for a moment. "That might not be appropriate. 'Yiyi Bushu is currently in the limelight, and if unfavorable rumors spread at this time, it will have an impact on us."

Wan Xiang thought for a moment. "Then let's publicize the laziness and gambling habits of Liao Wencai (the former owner of the Tailoring Shop). What does Young Master think?"

Yan Ge smiled faintly. "As long as you think it's the right thing to do, you can boldly proceed. If you can't decide, you can always come and ask me."

Wan Xiang and Deng Mama said in unison, "Yes! Thank you for trusting us, Young Master."

After breakfast, Yan Ge returned to the company, and Liu Rong brought two more invitations.

Yan Ge gave instructions, "Reply to these five people. The day after tomorrow, at noon, I will host them at the Meixiang Hall in Dongcheng's Liuxian Pavilion." It was time to enter the circle of businessmen in the capital.

"Yes." Lu Yaozu, the newly appointed accountant, immediately agreed. The former accountant, Li Jinru, was now working at the Tailoring Shop.

"Gao Feng, you and Zhao Cheng go and investigate the backgrounds of these five individuals. The more detailed, the better."

"Yes."

Yan Ge looked at Zhang Yuan and Liu Rong. These two young men, one lively and the other steady, were both clever and worth cultivating. He said to Gao Yun, "Gao Yun, since you're idle, how about I give you something to do? It doesn't need you to be far away from me."

Gao Yun quickly said, "Of course. This subordinate has been bored with nothing to do."

"In the future, the people in the company will have opportunities to be sent out on tasks. Having some self-defense skills can save us a lot of trouble. When you're free, teach Zhang Yuan and the others a few moves," Yan Ge said.

"No problem," Gao Yun readily agreed.

"Zhang Yuan, Liu Rong, are you willing?" Yan Ge asked.

The two were overjoyed and said in unison, "We are willing! Thank you, Young Master, and thank you, Guard Yun!"

Two days later.

Yan Ge stepped down from the carriage, feeling the gaze upon him. He looked up and saw a young man standing by the window, looking down. With a faint smile, he entered Liuxian Pavilion.

Five people were already seated around the round table in Meixiang Hall, sipping tea. They were all handsome and elegant young men, around the age of twenty.

Yan Ge pushed the door open and entered, "I apologize for being late."

The five stood up to greet him.

"Young Master Qin, it's not your fault. We arrived early," one of them said.

Yan Ge nodded and said, "Call me Brother Qin. May I know who each of you are?"

They introduced themselves one by one.

"I am Zhang Mo from 'Pianran Tailoring Shop.'"

"I am Bai Jushen from 'Xiangman Pavilion.'"

"I am Zhao Yun from 'Zhao Family Brush Shop.'"

"I am Ye Ziyang from 'Capital Clothings Shop.'"

"I am Kang Jian from 'Kang's Writing House.'"

Yan Ge matched each person's name with the information he had gathered. "Nice to meet you all. Please have a seat. Let's order our dishes and chat while we eat, shall we?"

They took their seats. Yan Ge handed the exquisite menu to Zhang Mo, who was seated on his right.

Having dined at Liuxian Pavilion frequently, they noticed that the food today was served faster than usual. But they didn't think much of it and started discussing business after a few rounds of drinking.

Zhang Mo was the most talkative and spoke first, "I didn't realize Young Master Qin was so young until I saw you today. I am a few years older than you, so if you don't mind, may I call you Little Brother Qin?"

Yan Ge smiled and nodded, raising his cup. "Of course, I don't mind, Brother Zhang. Let me toast to you first."

Zhang Mo also raised his cup and smiled, "I should be the one toasting you. The name 'Young Master Qin' resounds throughout the capital, and you, Little Brother Qin, are truly remarkable. Please."

Yan Ge chuckled, "I can't compare to Bug Brother Zhang. Since you took charge of Pianran Tailoring Shop last year, the sales of ready-made garments have been soaring. When it comes to Pianran Tailoring Shop, everyone sings its praises." He then took a sip of wine.

Upon hearing this, everyone realized that he had done his research on them. Despite his young age, he acted maturely, and they all put away any thoughts of underestimating him.

Zhao Yun said, "Young Master Qin, I am actually here on behalf of my father. My father, Zhao Dingshan, is the owner of the largest brush-making shop in the capital. He invited you a few days ago, but you were too busy to make time. Perhaps Young Master Qin doesn't remember."

The remark had a slightly sharp tone, implying some reproach. Yan Ge was a businessman and couldn't possibly lack tolerance. He seemed oblivious to the sarcasm and said, "Since the establishment of the First Company, I have indeed been too occupied to spare time. I want to express my gratitude to Master Zhao for his understanding."

Zhao Yun was left speechless, and he looked at the others.

Ye Ziyang laughed heartily with a hint of humor in his words, "I understand, I understand. Young Master Qin is busy with fountain pens one moment, snack shops the next, then toothpaste and toothbrushes, and now the tailoring shop. You're truly bustling, but do take care of your health."

Before Yan Ge could respond, Kang Jian chimed in, "I've just realized that the First Company is involved in food, clothing, and daily necessities. I'm curious, what are Young Master Qin's plans for the next step?" It was obvious he was indirectly implying that Yan Ge wouldn't leave any room for other businessmen.

Zhang Mo looked concerned, "It's commendable that the First Company has grown and prospered, but with great success comes great attention. I'm afraid you've already gained some competitors. Young Master Qin, you should be cautious."

Yan Ge's sharp gaze swept across the faces of the others. It seemed they had conspired to confront him before his arrival. Zhang Mo played the emotional card, Zhao Yun was the main force, while Ye Ziyang and Kang Jian were in supporting roles. Only Bai Jushen from Xiangman Pavilion had not participated. Aside from the three toasts at the start of the banquet as a formality, he remained silent, his mood subdued, engrossed in pouring his own wine.

Yan Ge set down his chopsticks and toyed with his wine glass. "The reason I invited you all today is because I visited Pianran Tailor Shop yesterday, as well as Xiangman Pavilion, Zhao Family Brush Making Shop, Jingcheng Clothings Shop, and Kang Family Writing Shop."

Zhang Mo and the others were not surprised. They knew that knowing oneself and one's opponent was crucial, and they had also investigated Yan Ge.

Yan Ge changed the subject, "I once heard a story. Would any of you be interested in hearing it?"

Zhang Mo smiled, "Young Master Qin, please do share. I'm sure the story you're about to tell us is extraordinary."

Yan Ge took a sip of tea and slowly began his story, "Once upon a time, there was a man who owned a famous bun shop. He had a gentle wife and three sons, and their lives were very happy. However, everything changed when the three sons grew up. They all got married, and conflicts among the family members increased. They demanded to split the family and each open their own bun shop. The household became noisy with arguments every day."

"In order to avoid further disputes among his sons and maintain family harmony, the old shop owner agreed to the division and copied the secret recipe for the bun filling into three identical portions. The original bun shop was given to the eldest son, and the other two sons opened their own bun shops with financial support. The second and third shops were exactly the same as the original one. As a result, there were three bun shops in the city selling the same buns."

"Although the population in the city remained the same, the number of buns being sold increased, resulting in a decrease in sales for each shop. Therefore, all three businesses suffered. But the clever wife of the second son had a pair of skillful hands. She transformed the buns into cute animal shapes, and the sales of their bun shop started to increase again, becoming famous throughout the city. The eldest and the third sons were jealous and decided to follow their example. However, their wives didn't have the same skillful hands. Before long, both of their bun shops closed down, while the second son's shop stood strong and flourished."

Zhang Mo, Zhao Yun, and the others pondered the story, exchanging glances with different expressions.

Bai Jushen stared at Yan Ge without moving.

"Young Master Qin, what is the purpose of telling us this story?" Zhao Yun couldn't hold back his impatience. "Are you implying that we can't compete with you and will eventually be forced to close our businesses?"

Yan Ge didn't explain, "Hehe, let's eat. The dishes will get cold. Cold dishes are not tasty."

Regardless of the four individuals' reactions, he turned his gaze towards Bai Jushen. "Young Master Bai, as far as I am aware, you are an illegitimate son, and it seems life hasn't been easy for you in the Bai family?"

Bai Jushen sneered and took a big gulp of wine. "I never expected Young Master Qin to take pleasure in poking at people's scars."

"Scars? Is that how Young Master Bai perceives it?" Yan Ge raised an eyebrow and smiled faintly. "I have never considered there to be any difference between a legitimate son and an illegitimate son. Even if one is to be blamed, it is not the fault of the illegitimate son himself. You see, one does not choose their own birth, but they do hold the power to shape their own future. If you want to go east, can anyone truly force you to go west? If that were the case, it would only be because you lack the courage."

Bai Jushen set down his wine glass and stared at Yan Ge.

The wine in the glass splashed onto Yan Ge's sleeve, leaving a conspicuous stain on his white attire. Yan Ge's smile remained unchanged as he casually brushed his sleeve, causing the water stain to disappear without a trace. "Are you interested in working for me?"

Zhang Mo and the others looked surprised.

Yan Ge continued, "You didn't have a chance to be involved in the Bai family's business originally. The reason you sent me the invitation was because your elder brother believed that my background was profound and convincing me would be impossible. So he deliberately recommended you to your father. There's no need to look at me with a guarded gaze, these things are easy to find out, aren't they?"

The wariness In Bai Jushen's eyes gradually faded, and he fell silent.

Yan Ge leisurely waved his folding fan. "The Bai family's wealth is not insignificant, but has Young Master Bai ever considered creating your own wealth? Perhaps even more than what the Bai family possesses? Here, no one will suppress you, and no one will plot against you. You can fully unleash your business talents."

Having said what needed to be said, Yan Ge refrained from further words. "Everyone, please. We are all young individuals, there is no need to be overly concerned with formalities. Let's relax."

"Please, please…" Zhang Mo, Zhao Yun, Ye Ziyang, and Kang Jian looked at him with complex expressions.

Bai Jushen slowly finished his drink and asked, "Why me? You don't even know me."

Yan Ge replied, "That's not important. What matters is that you need an opportunity, and I need manpower. Of course, this is an investment, and when I find that you are not worthy of my investment… heh. You can take your time to consider. The doors of the First Company are always open to you."

He filled the glasses of everyone at the table and stood up with his wine glass. "It has been a pleasure to meet all of you. I offer a final toast to each of you."

After finishing his drink in one go, he said, "Please enjoy your meal. I have settled the bill. I have other matters to attend to, so I'll take my leave first. We can gather again if the opportunity arises."

The others were left stunned by his decisiveness as they stood up and watched him depart.

Zhang Mo, Zhao Yun, Ye Ziyang, and Kang Jian all turned their gaze towards Bai Jushen, who remained seated without moving.

Ye Ziyang smiled playfully and said, "Young Master Bai, perhaps you can take this opportunity to infiltrate the First Company and collaborate with us, bringing it down from the inside."

Kang Jian looked at him in surprise. "Are you serious or joking?"

Ye Ziyang grinned and popped a succulent piece of chicken into his mouth. "Mmm, delicious. The dishes at Liuxian Pavilion are truly exquisite. Are you hoping for my serious answer or my joking answer?"

Kang Jian remained silent.

Zhao Yun snorted lightly. "I believe it's a splendid idea."

Zhang Mo offered a reminder, "Let's not forget about the unfathomable background of the First Company."

Bai Jushen abruptly stood up,and without saying another word, swiftly opened the door, and exited.

Yan Ge's carriage was soon halted by a group of individuals. He withdrew his thoughts from the Pharmacopoeia resting in his hands and lifted the curtain to observe Bai Jushen.

Bai Jushen stated, "Boss Qin, I need to inform my mother before proceeding." His address of "Boss Qin" already revealed his decision.

Yan Ge nodded with a smile. "Of course. You can continue living at home, or if you prefer, staying at the company is also an option."

"I won't disappoint you." Bai Jushen concluded with his final words and swiftly departed.

Yan Ge instructed Xiao Shuanzi, "Let's return home."

Yan Su had taken the day off, and was in the courtyard, meticulously arranging flower branches for Madam Yan.

"Second Brother, you're back." Yan Su looked at him with confusion as he hurriedly walked in. "Is something urgent?"

"Not really," Yan Ge whispered, "Something just occurred to me all of a sudden. Being the youngest in the family, I should be addressed as 'Young Master,' but everyone calls me "second young master" and you call me 'Second Brother.' Does that mean we have other siblings?" In reality, what he wanted to ask was whether Yan Xiaojing had a concubine.

Yan Su paused, gazing helplessly at him. "What are you thinking? After your birth, no one knew if Father and Mother will have more children so the servants all refer to you as 'Second Young Master Second.' Do you understand?"

"That's good, then." Yan Ge smiled in relief. He preferred keeping the family relationships simple. Otherwise, with palace intrigues within the palace and domestic disputes at home, wouldn't it exhaust him?

As he turned around, he caught sight of Yan Xiaojing glaring at him with a stern expression.

Yan Ge froze. "Father…" Why was he so unlucky?