Pampered Poisonous Royal Wife

After sending the parrot out, Mu Yunyao returned to the room, thinking about what was written in King Yue's letter. These days, she is not only busy with the affairs of Niyunfang, but also pays a lot of attention to Buxianlou. Just a tea house, a Xiufang itself is completely different, and the means to adapt to Niyunfang cannot be copied to Buxianlou.

The shopkeeper who is in charge of the Capital Buxian Building is surnamed Yue, and is the confidant of King Yue. He was familiar with all the things in the Buxian Building with Qin Guanshi before. She treats it like a master. Therefore, when he heard that Mu Yunyao was leaving the mansion, he hurried to Niyunfang to see her.

"I met Miss Mu."

"Shopkeeper Yue, don't be too polite, Jinlan serves the tea."

"Miss Mu, you're welcome. I'm here this time because I actually want to ask Miss about something."

Mu Yunyao nodded slightly: "But for the sake of not envying the opening of the building?"

"Yes, I heard that Ms. Mu is planning the opening regulations of Niyunfang, and now that the preparations are ready, I came here to ask what should I do for Buxian Building?" Shopkeeper Yue said a little embarrassed, but he thought that Manager Qin said that everything If you are not sure about something, you can come to ask Miss Mu for advice. If he doesn't come to ask, he will feel uneasy.

Mu Yunyao smiled: "Actually, I have long thought about the opening of Buxianlou. Buxianlou is a tea house. The business is different from Niyunfang. Niyunfang is dealing with ladies and ladies. The picture is bustling, while Buxian Building faces mostly male customers, and the picture is elegant, so the opening of the two is naturally different."

When shopkeeper Yue heard this, his heart suddenly brightened: "It's true."

Mu Yunyao went on to say: "Niyunfang can be publicized, because no matter how famous it is, it's just a showfang. It's all about women's business, so it can't be too big. Don't envy the building, just want to be safe. Enough is enough, the best policy is to be smooth and stable right now. Therefore, there is no need to think about how to make the opening more lively, and it is not bad to be flat.”

"But in this way, will it not be easy to open the scene?"

"An old man once told me that if you paint slowly, you can moisten things silently for a long time. If shopkeeper Yue has the heart, you might as well follow the example of Jingling City and set up some tea stalls at the docks, city gates, and on both sides of the road. Providing some tea for people can be regarded as accumulating some good reputation."

Shopkeeper Yue quickly remembered it in his heart: "Yes, it should be like this. I will follow what the lady told Shopkeeper Qin before, and pay special attention when setting up the tea stall, so as not to affect other people's business."

Mu Yunyao nodded: "This is naturally the best. In addition, guests should also pay more attention. After all, Beijing is no better than other places. There are more noble people here, and there are naturally more right and wrong. Don't easily offend others. The boundary of Buxian Building is limited. There is also a limit to the number of guests you can entertain each day, don’t be greedy, let the tea masters in Buxianlou be more careful, talk as little as you can, and just make the tea in your hand.”

The purpose of building Buxianlou is to help King Yue restrain the news, but there are all good people in the capital, and if one is not good, it is easy to expose the purpose. In the past few months or even half a year, Buxianlou has to act as low-key as possible. The most important thing is to gain a firm foothold in Kyoto.

Shopkeeper Yue's heart trembled, and he quickly saluted Mu Yunyao: "Thank you for your reminder, Miss."

"Everything else is as usual. In addition, the accounts should be clearly recorded. The Chinese New Year will be in two months. During the Laba Festival and the New Year, it is inevitable to give out porridge. At that time, we must take out more money. These things There is no rush, and we will slowly make preparations in the future.”

"Yes, after hearing what the lady said, I have a solid foundation in my heart, so I will go back and make arrangements."

Mu Yunyao nodded: "Jinlan, send shopkeeper Yue out."

After sending shopkeeper Yue away, Mu Yunyao couldn't help but think of Qi Ming. At this time, Qi Ming should go to seek refuge with the eldest prince, King Ling...

It was night, in the Ling Palace, the doctor carefully put away the silver needle, and reported to the steward beside him: "Master Steward, he is out of danger for the time being, and he needs to be taken care of carefully, feed him medicine on time, and he should be able to wake up in the middle of the night." come over."

"Okay, thank you doctor."

After seeing off the doctor, the steward returned to the study in the front yard, and looked at Ling Wang who was reading behind the table: "My lord, that person is indeed the same name who entrapped the salt merchant in Yangzhou before."

King Ling put down the book in his hand, and frowned involuntarily: "Qi Ming, I've been looking for him for so long, but I didn't expect that I would take the initiative to deliver it to my door. Did you find out who was chasing him?"

"The man who was caught committed suicide, and no useful clues were found, but some scraps of paper were found on Qi Ming's body, which seemed to have not been burnt clean, please take a look."

King Ling took a few scraps of paper, and after seeing the handwriting on them, he sat up straight suddenly, and a flash of light flashed in his eyes: "This handwriting...is Ning Junjin..."

"Is there anything else?"

"There is nothing else."

King Ling thought carefully for a moment, and suddenly showed a smile: "Let someone take good care of that Qi Ming, don't let him die, and let someone keep an eye on King Jin to see if he has been doing anything lately. Come, come and report to this king."

"Yes, my lord."

In the middle of the night, Qi Ming woke up in a daze. Not long after he woke up, he heard footsteps coming from the door, and then King Ling walked in.

Qi Ming turned pale with shock: "Ling... Ling..."

"It seems that you recognize this king, which is a bit strange, aren't you a businessman, how do you know this king?"

Qi Ming looked around and saw the unfamiliar arrangement, his eyes flashed with despair: "His Royal Highness Ling sent someone to arrest me, presumably to kill me to vent his anger, if that is the case, then please do it."

"If I really wanted to kill you to vent my anger, would I ask the doctor to heal your wound?"

Qi Ming moved and wanted to get up, but he lay back on the bed because of the pain: "You first sent people to hunt me down, and then you sent people to save me. Why? Do you want to use this kindness to win me over?"

King Ling frowned: "I never sent anyone to chase you down. Instead, I let someone kill the assassin who was chasing you and saved your life. As for who is really going to kill you, you don't have anything in mind." Guess?"

"It's not you?" Qi Ming frowned, and after thinking about it for a moment, his face suddenly changed, "Could it be...that's impossible!"

Seeing this, King Ling flashed a smile in his eyes: "You should have guessed it, the one who wants to kill you is your master King Jin!"

"This is impossible... I have made great contributions to my master..." Qi Ming gritted his teeth and cried out in grief and indignation, because he was too excited, the wound on his chest couldn't stop bleeding, "His Royal Highness... what are you doing?" Are you trying to trick me?"

"It seems that you should have guessed in your heart, otherwise, you wouldn't have such a big reaction because of my words."

Qi Ming was silent, closed his eyes and stopped looking at King Ling, no matter what he said, he didn't respond at all.

King Ling narrowed his eyes slightly, turned his head and told the steward beside him: "Take good care of Mr. Qi, ask the best doctor, use the best medicine, and make sure Mr. Qi recovers as soon as possible."

"Yes."