This son-in-law is wicked in a good way!

Zhang Xuanling had naturally already heard about the Wenhua Garden incident.

He had been keeping a close eye on this news, even receiving information earlier than the Left Prime Minister and his group.

To be honest, when he first heard that the houses in Wenhua Garden had been sold out, he secretly mocked Zhang Ping'an for trying to be clever.

Although the concept of scarcity marketing didn't exist in this era, Zhang Xuanling thought he had guessed Zhang Ping'an's intentions.

However, he was quickly proven wrong by reality.

Zhang Ping'an didn't use any tricks; the houses in Wenhua Garden were truly sold out.

Upon hearing this news, Zhang Xuanling was stunned for a long time.

Then he immediately started looking around for people, wanting to buy a house at a high price.

Unfortunately, others weren't fools either, and they simply refused to sell.

Zhang Xuanling's feelings at the time were not much different from Zhang Wu's.

He knew very well that he had once again underestimated that beast Zhang Ping'an.

"The design concept of the Wenhua Garden residence is very advanced. I have discussed it with some officials in charge of civil engineering from the Ministry of Works. The Wenhua Garden residence is at least a hundred years ahead of its time."

"It's actually quite normal for this kind of house to become so popular."

Zhang Wu's face was filled with disbelief: "A hundred years ahead of this era!"

"How is this possible!"

"How could Zhang Ping'an, a good-for-nothing, possibly have built such a luxurious mansion!"

Zhang Xuanling retorted sternly, "Whether you believe it or not, facts speak louder than words!"

"I'm giving you a piece of advice: don't mess with Zhang Ping'an again, or I'll break your legs."

Zhang Wu shuddered, lowered his head, and replied with a gloomy expression, "Understood."

Back in his room, Zhang Wu sat on a stool and drank tea, his eyes filled with a terrifyingly gloomy expression.

boom!

He slammed his hand on the table and crushed the porcelain cup in his hand.

"That damn good-for-nothing, what makes him so great?!"

"No, I, Zhang Wu, will never lose to a piece of trash!"

"From today onwards, I will diligently practice martial arts and strive to become a master of internal energy as soon as possible. Then, let's see what you, Zhang Ping'an, will use to fight me!"

People only develop the motivation to strive when they feel enough pressure.

Of course, the pressure shouldn't be too great; if it's too much, you'll just give up.

After a while, Zhang Wu's anger subsided.

Some places have started causing trouble again.

"Forget it, I'll try again tomorrow. Let's find somewhere to take care of this today."

Zhang Wu turned and went to the brothel, where he found a girl who looked somewhat similar to Zhang Ping'an.

So, this girl suffered a lot!

The next day.

Prince Rong's heir, Chu Shijie, visited the Left Prime Minister's residence with gifts.

Mrs. Su personally greeted them.

Lu Qingyin followed along, looking unwilling.

"Your Highness, please take a seat!"

"Xiao Cui, serve tea to His Highness!"

Su Xiu'e gave the instructions with practiced ease.

"Madam, please don't be in such a hurry. I have come here with a favor to ask!" Chu Shijie's gaze turned to Lu Qingyin, who stood to the side with an arrogant expression, as if she wanted to keep strangers at bay.

Su Xiu'e understood Chu Shijie's feelings for his daughter, and of course, she wholeheartedly agreed.

After all, Prince Rong's power was no less than that of the Left Chancellor.

Even His Majesty is almost unable to control it.

It is said that the Empress has always wanted to reduce the power of the princes, but because of Prince Rong, he is like a mountain blocking her way, making it impossible for her to move forward.

However, the Left Chancellor disagreed with his wife on this matter.

He believed that if the Prime Minister's residence and the Prince Rong's residence were to form a marriage alliance, it would cross the Empress's bottom line, like a knife hanging over her head all day long. The Prime Minister's residence and the Prince Rong's residence would inevitably become thorns in the Empress's side, something she would not tolerate without getting rid of.

Therefore, the Left Prime Minister held an opposing view.

Lu Qingyin also had her own judgment, and her attitude was consistent with that of the Left Prime Minister.

In addition, although she looked down on Zhang Ping'an, she still held a sliver of hope for him.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have given Zhang Ping'an a year.

Unfortunately, Zhang Ping'an is a hopeless case; despite his exceptional literary talent, he chooses to wallow in self-pity.

But no matter what, she would never agree to be with Chu Shijie.

Therefore, before Chu Shijie could speak, Lu Qingyin took the initiative to speak.

"Young Master Chu, Qingyin will be frank! I already have a husband. Please stop bothering me. It's better for everyone."

Chu Shijie was stunned for a moment, then frowned, and finally his lips twitched, and he gave a strange smile.

"Miss Lu, could you please let me finish speaking?"

"Ha, still not giving up..." Lu Qingyin turned her head and said indifferently, "Please speak, Your Highness!"

Chu Shijie cursed inwardly: What are you pretending for in front of me, you lowly woman! If it weren't for the power of the Left Prime Minister, I wouldn't even do it if you stripped naked and let me have my way with you!

However, he still had a smile on his face: "Miss Lu, I know that Mr. Zhang Ping'an is your husband, so I came here today to ask you to help me find Zhang Ping'an and ask him to sell me thirty units of the Wenhua Garden house."

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Lu Qingyin looked bewildered, her rosy lips slightly parted, revealing her pink tongue.

Her pretty face turned red at a visible speed.

Thinking of what she had just said to Chu Shijie, Lu Qingyin wished she could disappear into a crack in the ground.

That's so embarrassing!

After all that, it turns out she was just being delusional; the other person hadn't come for her at all.

"You came to me just to ask me to plead with Zhang Ping'an on your behalf so you can buy the house in Wenhua Garden?"

Lu Qingyin asked, somewhat disbelieving and unwilling to accept it.

Chu Shijie nodded and said seriously, "This is also my father's wish."

Prince Rong, Chu Jianzhang, is the first prince of the Great Wu Dynasty, the current empress's uncle, and also the largest vassal king of the Great Wu Dynasty.

Moreover, this prince remained in the capital region, and although he rarely participated in court affairs, he was quite adept at making schemes behind the scenes.

Upon hearing Chu Shijie mention his father, Lu Qingyin completely believed that he had only come to ask her for help in buying a house.

He was immediately a little embarrassed and angry.

"I'm afraid Prince Chu will have made a wasted trip. My relationship with Zhang Ping'an isn't very good, and he might not listen to me."

To put it bluntly, Lu Qingyin didn't want to help him with this favor.

Ha, in your eyes I'm not even worth as much as a few dozen dilapidated houses? You have no taste. Why should I help you?

"Miss Lu, please don't be so quick to refuse. My father said that if you can put in a good word for me, I will reward you handsomely!" Although Chu Shijie was cursing Lu Qingyin in his heart, he still spoke very politely.

Seeing Chu Shijie bring up Prince Rong again, Su Xiu'e became restless.

"Qingyin, the Crown Prince has personally come to visit you for such a trivial matter, so please agree to his request!"

The tone was almost commanding.

Lu Qingyin understood that if she refused again, it would be disrespectful to Prince Rong, which might affect the relationship between the two families.

"Since His Highness thinks so highly of me, how could I dare not do my best?"

"I will convey His Highness's words. As for whether Zhang Ping'an is willing to sell you the house, that is beyond my control."

"Your Highness must know that Zhang Ping'an even dared to defy my father, so he certainly wouldn't take my words to heart."

Chu Shijie cupped his hands and said, "As long as Miss Lu conveys the message, the Rong Prince's Mansion will owe you a favor."

"By the way, when Miss Lu sees Zhang Ping'an, she can tell him that the Rong Prince's Mansion is willing to pay 30,000 taels of silver for each house. It will be in cash, and there will be no delays."

Lu Qingyin was startled; the price had increased by ten thousand taels!

Those houses will probably sell for an astronomical price in the future!

"Okay, Qingyin promises to deliver the message."