Now I really have to marry the princess.

Chapter 105 Unexpectedly, someone had a flash of inspiration

Two quarters of an hour later, the room fell silent again.

Only a faint, warm fragrance and a languid atmosphere remained on the tatami.

The soft satin had been tossed aside by Tun Qiaoqiao at some point.

The light blue long skirt was also crumpled up and full of wrinkles.

A stain of blood had already appeared on the folded thin silk.

At this moment, her hair was scattered messily on the pillow, and her mind was blank.

My body was filled to the brim with a burning happiness that seemed to overflow.

Her eyes were filled with tears, but the corners of her mouth were slightly upturned.

She was crying, yet she was also laughing.

I was so happy I wanted to cry, yet I couldn't help but giggle like a fool.

Yang Zhengdao got up and covered Tun Qiaoqiao with a quilt.

Tun Qiaoqiao then came to her senses.

"Master, are you leaving? I'm getting up—hiss—" The wound was aggravated, causing her delicate brows to furrow.

Yang Zhengdao gently ruffled Tun Qiaoqiao's hair, helped her lie down, and then pecked her on the lips.

"Master, I—"

"Take good care of your injury!" Yang Zhengdao said with a wicked smile.

Tun Qiaoqiao's cheeks immediately became hot again. She pulled the quilt to cover half of her delicate face.

"I will go to the hot spring bathhouse tomorrow to arrange the Double Fifth Festival celebrations."

"Also, let Dili know that she should wait for me at the hot spring bathhouse tomorrow night."

"Um!"

"As expected of my beautiful and capable Qiaoqiao." With that, Yang Zhengdao stroked Tun Qiaoqiao's delicate nose again.

Tun Qiaoqiao immediately gave a shy smile.

Yang Zhengdao pushed open the door and went out, just in time to see Nazha squatting under the window, who hadn't had time to get up yet.

Su Hongyi, who stood to the side as if nothing had happened, avoided his gaze and looked at the top of the old locust tree.

Yang Zhengdao was so angry he laughed.

One was caught red-handed, and the other even pretended to be innocent.

You two, one blushing and the other looking embarrassed, do you think I can't see it?

"Nazha!"

"Master, Sister in red and I only listened for a little while."

"Who came up with this idea today?!"

"she!"

"she!"

The two spoke in unison, pointing the finger at each other.

How impressive! They really are a pair of fake besties.

Yang Zhengdao rubbed his forehead and then pinched Nazha's cheek.

"What's wrong with you!"

Naza smiled foolishly.

Su Hongyi forced a smile, her gaze already fixed on the canopy of the old locust tree.

Yang Zhengdao shook his head and walked out of the round doorway in the backyard first.

Naza, who had followed, leaned closer and asked in a low voice, "Master, can dampness syndrome really be cured completely?"

Yang Zhengdao slapped Nazha hard across the buttocks.

"Ah!" Naza exclaimed and hid behind Su Hongyi.

The next day.

When Yang Zhengdao went to the Wude Hall, a striking poster was put up at the entrance of the bathhouse.

Letter:

With the Double Fifth Festival approaching, all visitors who prepay their deposit will receive a complimentary Dragon Boat Festival sachet containing a copper clasp inscribed with a blessing for good fortune.

The book is divided into five parts, and the reward is given according to the number of characters, ranging from ten coins to one hundred strings of cash.

On the day of the Dragon Boat Festival, the museum will announce the method for redeeming rewards. Rewards will be redeemed with copper tokens, and there will be no delays.

The moment the invitation to the hall was posted on the fifth day of the fifth lunar month, it startled the guests who had arrived that morning.

The hot spring bathhouse had just opened and was doing very well. Now, with these additional discounts, guests rushed forward to pre-deposit their money.

The guests who came here to try this new thing were mostly scholars and merchants, who were not short of money.

After depositing the money and registering their household registration, they received a sachet.

The sachet was quite ordinary; it must have been purchased from a sachet shop in the East Market.

Someone casually opened the sachet and found a copper clasp, about the size of five iron coins, among the herbs.

The character "康" is engraved neatly on top.

The news quickly spread among the regulars of the song.

In an instant, it attracted many guests who came just for the novelty.

Those scions of noble families who were too busy to come would send their servants to deposit the sachets on their behalf and collect them.

As the afternoon progressed and more people made pre-deposits, some curious individuals noticed that the characters "康" (Kang) and "宁" (Ning) were the most frequent.

Everyone immediately understood that these two words must be the lowest level of reward.

When the news spread, those who received the characters "Kang" and "Ning" felt embarrassed, while those who didn't were secretly delighted.

But this cannot stop those with "great intelligence".

Take, for example, Fang Yi'ai, the second son of the Fang family, who had just been released from confinement.

Yesterday, he and Prince Li Tai of Yue and others took advantage of a 50% discount to become members for 50 strings of cash.

I learned that today's pre-deposit will give you a sachet, and you have a chance to win a hundred strings of cash.

He then had a sudden inspiration and borrowed 100 strings of cash from his elder brother Fang Yizhi, depositing it all in advance into the account of the bathhouse, and directly received 100 sachets.

After bringing them home, I searched through them and found 97 coins with the characters "康" (Kang) and "宁" (Ning), as well as two coins with the character "安" (An) and "福" (Fu).

One character.

Upon closer inspection, there was an incomprehensible symbol on the back of the copper buckle engraved with the characters "安" (peace) and "福" (fortune).

this!!

This is undoubtedly the grand prize.

Otherwise, why would there be such a secret document to prevent forgery?

Fang Yi'ai fiddled with the three copper buckles, feeling both apprehensive and expectant.

Is it two hundred strings of cash? Or one hundred strings?

As he thought about it, he couldn't help but chuckle to himself.

Of course, Fang Yi'ai was not the only "great shrewd man" in Chang'an.

Or rather, for many scions of prominent families, spending hundreds of strings of cash is nothing at all.

Since it's a pre-deposit anyway, the money is still yours.

The bathhouse has a poem personally inscribed by Prince Xu, Li Yuanjia, and is also managed by Rumeng Niangzi, the mistress of Li Erlang of the Wang family of Hejian. It's no problem to deposit a hundred or even a thousand strings of cash.

Yang Zhengdao also did not expect that someone would come up with such a brilliant idea.

Before the various departments had even finished their shifts, the one thousand sachets that had been prepared were already sold out.

And yet, people continued to arrive in droves.

The thousand sachets and thousand copper buckles were quickly raised thanks to Tun Qiaoqiao's reputation built up in the East Market over the past month.

Especially the engraved copper buckle, which she had five coppersmiths work overnight to make.

The cryptic text behind the copper buckle is the oracle bone script written by Yang Zhengdao to Tun Qiaoqiao.

The fake mother, Liu Rushi, was quite experienced. Faced with those who still refused to return their deposits, she immediately took out paper and pen, wrote down an IOU, and specified that the sachet could be collected on a receipt on the next day.

He then sent someone to find Madam Tun and hasten the preparation of new sachets.

Money and silk poured into the counter like a flowing river. Although the scions of noble families mostly used official vouchers to pay their debts, the treasury in the backyard of the bathhouse still piled up into a small mound.

It was also thanks to Yang Zhengdao that Xi Junmai and the others were left at the hot spring bathhouse; otherwise, Ru Meng and Ying Luo probably wouldn't have dared to close their eyes tonight.

When Yang Zhengdao finished his martial arts practice at the Wude Hall and returned to the bathhouse, the money and silk he had received in advance had exceeded three thousand strings of cash.

This left Yang Zhengdao speechless.

He immediately thought of lottery gambling. If a grand prize of a thousand strings of cash were offered and the price was set at one coin, the entire city of Chang'an would probably go crazy.

He merely intended to take advantage of the auspiciousness of the Five Festivals and use a small trick to deceive others, but unexpectedly, his unintentional act caused such a sensation in the Tang Dynasty.

Perhaps in the Tang Dynasty, his greatest advantage was not the system, but his knowledge that was more than 1,300 years ahead of his time.

The warm May breeze made the wind chimes under the corridor tinkle, the lights in the front yard were still bright, and the melody of "Like a Dream" could be faintly heard from the pavilion in the middle courtyard.

At this moment, Yang Zhengdao was full of confidence.

He wants to be with the princess; he wants to be drunk with the beauties!

"Red dress".

"Big Brother." Su Hongyi emerged from the shadows under the corridor, having changed into a night outfit.

"You stay outside."

"Um."

After giving his instructions, Yang Zhengdao pushed open the slightly ajar door.

Inside the elegant room, a woman was leaning against a low table with her back to the door, looking out the window. It was unclear whether she was gazing at the stars in the sky or at the lights of Chang'an.

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