"Yes, yes," Qin Hai said immediately. "Miss Qing's Wanshu Pavilion specializes in delicacies that ordinary people can't get their hands on."

"Oh?" Zhang Yuan looked at Qing Yanjing with a hint of surprise and asked, "Isn't Wanshuge a place that sells books?"

“Naturally, it’s about selling books.” Qing Yanjing nodded slightly, her voice carrying a magical power to clear one’s mind, and said, “Every book is a kind of delicacy. Ten thousand people read ten thousand books, but the taste they evoke is ten thousand different.”

Zhang Yuan was taken aback by the unexpected answer, then smiled and said, "Interesting. Food satisfies the appetite, while reading nourishes the mind. Reading is indeed a kind of delicious food."

Qing Yanjing was surprised that Zhang Yuan had such insights. After carefully considering them several times, her beautiful eyes showed a mixture of surprise and agreement.

In the past, when people heard that Wanshuge not only sold books but also ran a restaurant, they would look at it with disdain, even if they didn't say it, thinking it was a strange mix.

In fact, Wanshuge was not originally called Wanshuge, but Wanshuge. It was famous for its expertise in making medicinal cuisine. The best dishes had effects comparable to second-grade elixirs and tasted excellent, making it famous in the capital.

However, starting more than a decade ago, Wanshuge began to decline and has now been reduced to only being able to open a shop in Qingyun Town. The person in charge is Qing Yanjing, who is also the best cook.

However, she didn't cook often. Instead, she preferred to lock herself in her room to read. Over time, she even started selling books, and so Wanshuge became Wanshuge.

"What you say, Commandant, makes a lot of sense." Qing Yanjing said, patting herself. "Based on this statement, I humbly request that you grace my humble servant with your presence at the Wanshu Pavilion. I will certainly do my utmost to help you."

“It’s a deal.” Zhang Yuan readily agreed: “Let me go back to the army camp to freshen up first, and I’ll come over at 2:45 PM, how about that?”

There is nothing wrong with everyone.

Afterwards, Zhang Yuan rode back to camp, first went to Qin Zhenming to confirm the departure time for the next day, then took a relaxing bath, changed into clean clothes, and prepared to go to Qingyun Town to keep the appointment.

However, at the city gate, he was stopped by a black-armored guard holding a token and taken to a nearby teahouse.

At a table, Yao Ye, dressed in casual clothes, was drinking tea alone.

Upon seeing Zhang Yuan, she asked, "I heard you're going to the Myriad Books Pavilion?"

Zhang Yuan wasn't surprised that Yao Ye knew, since he had agreed to this in public.

"Yes, Your Highness, would you like to come along?" Zhang Yuan asked with a smile.

"I don't want to die, of course I won't go." Yao Ye put down his teacup and said in a deep voice, "I'm here to advise you not to go, and even more so, not to have too much contact with that vixen Qing Yanjing."

"Otherwise, you won't even know how you died."

Zhang Yuan: ? ? ?

Chapter 48 A Lone Star? Daring to Explore Deeper

When Zhang Yuan was stopped halfway and told that Yao Ye had invited him, he wondered what she would say to him.

Should we continue the recruitment we interrupted before it even started, or should we invest and befriend them like Yunyun did?

He had considered many possibilities, but he never expected that Yao Ye would come to persuade him not to see Qing Yanjing.

While pondering, Zhang Yuan sat down opposite Yao Ye and poured himself a cup of tea.

His behavior, as if he were in his own home, made Yao Ye snort softly. A hint of displeasure appeared on her cold and beautiful face as she said, "Commander Zhang, I am Her Highness the Princess!"

Just now at the Commander's Mansion, Zhang Yuan ruthlessly defeated her despite being of a higher rank. She was still angry, but when she suddenly heard that Zhang Yuan was going to Wanshu Pavilion for dinner, she suppressed her anger and came to persuade him personally because she valued his talent!

But this bastard acted so disrespectfully.

"You are a princess, so what?" Zhang Yuan finished his tea in one gulp and nodded, "As expected of a princess, it's excellent."

Yao Ye clenched his fists and said coldly, "Commander Zhang, did you get my permission to drink tea?"

In the Dou Qi Continent, where the strong are respected, the Jia Ma Empire is not feudal and there is no kneeling or bowing ceremony, but there is definitely a certain degree of distinction between superiors and inferiors.

"Without your consent, so what?" Zhang Yuan said casually, "What does Your Highness intend to do? Strip me of my title as a captain?"

Yao Ye frowned and said, "It's not that I don't."

boom!

Before Yao Ye could finish speaking, a token appeared on the table in front of him.

“I can choose not to,” Zhang Yuan said calmly.

Yao Ye opened her mouth, unable to speak for a moment.

“Imperial military law states that desertion in the face of battle is a crime, as is colluding with foreign enemies. But I am free to resign,” Zhang Yuan continued. “The law cannot punish me. I wonder what the princess plans to do? Send secret guards to assassinate me, or use her power to intimidate me?”

I, Yao Ye, am a little confused right now.

She wanted to win Zhang Yuan over; she valued Zhang Yuan, but she didn't intend to drive him away.

“Is there no other way?” Zhang Yuan shook his head with a smile, took the token back, and then said, “Your Highness, you are a princess, and if nothing unexpected happens, you will become the master of this empire in the future.”

"Unless you have the power to intimidate everyone, you should act without changing your expression and not let others know what you are thinking. Threats are the worst approach and should be avoided if possible, otherwise they will only backfire."

"You must threaten me, and you must know that threats are effective, rather than acting on impulse. Otherwise, you will end up like this, with me controlling you, because this identity is not as important to me as you think."

Upon hearing these words, Yao Ye was not stupid and had received royal education, so she immediately realized that Zhang Yuan was teaching her.

"Did you deliberately sit down and drink tea without my permission?" Yao Ye asked to confirm.

“Of course.” Zhang Yuan nodded: “You are a princess and I am a captain. I don’t really care about the title of captain, but since I still am, I must have something to ask for. Naturally, I won’t give it up easily, and you didn’t see that.”

"I acted so rudely to test your tolerance and composure, to see how you would react in this situation. But you acted so immaturely, not like a child raised in royalty, much less someone who would become an empress."

"His cultivation talent is average, and he lacks the mindset of an emperor. Even though the royal family has many supporters, I'm afraid that once Elder Jia falls, the Jia Ma Empire will disintegrate in an instant."

Faced with such a rejection, Yao Ye's face turned pale, and her chest heaved, but she held back her anger.

One reason was that he didn't want to be looked down upon by Zhang Yuan, and another was because he heard an old man's voice in his ear: "This lad has sharp eyes. It seems that you can learn more than just military strategy from him."

The speaker was Jia Xingtian, who had come from the shadows with Yao Ye. He wanted to secretly inspect the Black Armor Guards and also meet Zhang Yuan, this young prodigy.

"If you are willing to guide me in these matters, I believe you are also willing to teach me," Yao Ye said under Jia Xingtian's guidance.

The title "Sir" is a sign of respect for Zhang Yuan.

“No problem.” Zhang Yuan smiled and said, “The same old rule, one gold coin per pound of goods.”

Yao Ye: "."

She understood; Zhang Yuan meant that more money was needed.

"As long as your teachings benefit me, I will never treat you unfairly," Yaoye said through gritted teeth.

"That's a good attitude." Zhang Yuan nodded in satisfaction, then said, "But you need to put away that gritted-teeth expression, put it away, put it away for me."

Yao Ye: "."

I don't want to grit my teeth, I'm going to bite you now!

"Never mind, we can teach her slowly later when we have time." Zhang Yuan straightened his posture and said, "Let's not change the subject. Let's talk about Qing Yanjing. I wonder what this Miss Qing did to make Your Highness call her a witch."

Yao Ye: "."

Who exactly is changing the subject?

Holding her breath, Yao Ye said coldly, "It's not that I call her a witch, it's that everyone in the capital calls her that, because she always brings disaster to the people around her."

Zhang Yuan didn't interrupt, appearing to be listening attentively.

Seeing this, Yao Ye patiently told him everything he knew.

"Wanshuge was originally called Wanshuge. It catered to high-ranking officials and nobles and was famous throughout the capital for its medicinal cuisine. Not only did it taste good, but some of its dishes had effects comparable to first-grade elixirs, and its best signature dish was even comparable to second-grade elixirs. I ate it once when I was very young and still remember it vividly."

As she spoke, Yao Ye licked her lips and continued, "The owner of Wan Shu Ge was Qing Yan Jing's grandfather, and then it was passed down to Qing Yan Jing's father. Both of them were Dou Ling experts. Their culinary skills were passed down from generation to generation, and they made a fortune every day. They had a lot of connections and their future was promising."

"But after Qing Yanjing broke through to the Dou Zhe level at the age of twelve, misfortune began to befall Wan Shu Ge. The medicinal meals they prepared caused people to die mysteriously, and they demanded compensation."

Next, Zhang Yuan seemed to be listening to the legend of the Lone Star of Destiny.

In short, after Qing Yanjing became a fighter, all sorts of bad things happened to her relatives and friends. Her grandparents, maternal grandparents, and biological parents all died, and Wanshu Pavilion also fell into ruin.

Now, Qing Yanjing is the only one left in the family, and many people are gossiping behind her back. Over time, she has become known as a "femme fatale." After moving to several cities, she finally returned to her hometown, Qingyun Town.

Because she didn't want to interact too much with outsiders, but also wanted to pass on her family's culinary skills, she changed Wanshuge to Wanshuge.

"."

Zhang Yuan thought to himself, "Wow!"

This is too tragic. If this Qing Yanjing is the same person he is thinking of, then he will probably be sent to the next world to undergo tribulation.

It is said that Tuodou likes to consume books when writing, and now that he has transmigrated to this real world, he really can't figure out Yan Jing's situation for the time being.

Is he about the same age as Dong Ge, or a hundred years younger than Xiao Yanzi and the others?

No, she might be older than them, after all, Gu Yuandu was over a thousand years old when he had Xun'er as his daughter.

When Qing Yanjing reached the pinnacle of the Earthly Supreme Realm, he roamed the vast universe, but it's hard to say exactly how old he was.

This makes time travel offer no advantage whatsoever.

After silently complaining for a moment, Zhang Yuan asked, "According to what Your Highness said, the closer the relationship with Qing Yanjing, the more dangerous it is. I've only met her twice, and it was just to eat a meal she cooked once. It shouldn't be too dangerous, right?"

He's not familiar with Qing Yanjing yet, so there's no need for Yao Ye to rush to stop him. She could have waited until he finished eating before reminding him.

"Not at all? Hmph, I'm just appreciating talent." Yao Ye stood up and said, "Although Qing Yanjing's relatives and friends were the first to suffer, it's not impossible for her to pass it on to strangers. For example, the person who died unexpectedly after eating the medicinal food, and there are many other examples."

"Sir, you should take care of yourself."

After saying that, Yao Ye left with her hands behind her back; she needed to find a place to calm down.

Zhang Yuan sat down and poured himself another cup of tea. After savoring it, he smiled.

"I was just thinking about how to get to know Qing Yanjing better so that it would be easier to conduct research, and then I heard this news."

"Isn't this preventing me from exploring the depths of her?"

"Things are getting interesting."

He doesn't have many merits, but his willingness to explore is definitely one of them.

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Chapter 49 Good Luck Arrives, Treasure Delivered to Your Door

"Does the concept of a 'Child of Destiny' exist in the Dou Qi Continent?"

Zhang Yuan sat alone, drinking tea and quietly contemplating some things.

Aside from the exceptional case of Emperor Tuoshe, no Dou Di has been born on this continent for tens of thousands of years.

However, in ancient times, there were quite a few Dou Di (Battle Emperors). The existence of the eight ancient clans plus the Taixu Ancient Dragon clan suggests that there were more than eight, just like the many Reincarnation Realm experts who underwent reincarnation tribulations on the continent of Dong Ge.

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