Tang Dynasty: Consort Wu? Your Majesty, please address her as the Crown Prince's Consort.

If Li Chengqian hadn't known that the visitor was the sorcerer Yao Guangxiao, he would have truly been deceived by his appearance.

When Yao Guangxiao saw Li Chengqian approaching, he smiled slightly, performed a Buddhist salute to Li Chengqian, and said:

"This humble monk, Daoyan, greets Your Highness the Crown Prince!"

"I heard you've come seeking refuge with me? But I don't believe in Buddhism!"

Upon hearing Li Chengqian's words, Yao Guangxiao smiled.

"Amitabha! What a coincidence, this humble monk doesn't believe in Buddhism either! If all the gods and Buddhas in the heavens were truly effective, where would the calamities and sufferings in this world come from?"

Seeing him solemnly recite a Buddhist chant, Li Chengqian couldn't help but twitch his lips slightly.

Is this some kind of materialist monk?

"Then what can you bring me?"

Upon hearing this, Yao Guangxiao's lips curled up slightly.

"This humble monk considers himself well-versed in the doctrines of Confucianism, Buddhism, and Taoism, and also quite knowledgeable in physiognomy and divination. Otherwise, would you like this humble monk to perform a divination for Your Highness?"

Oh?

Hearing him say that, Li Chengqian became interested.

He wanted to see just how capable this infamous, legendary sorcerer monk was!

"Then tell me what you have to say? If you answer well, I'll keep you!"

As soon as Li Chengqian finished speaking, Yao Guangxiao began to examine the document carefully.

After a moment, he spoke with a somewhat puzzled expression:

"How strange! Such a bizarre thing could happen in this world!"

"Oh? How so?" Li Chengqian asked, somewhat curious.

Upon hearing this, the latter no longer concealed anything and immediately replied:

"After observing the Crown Prince's appearance, this humble monk has come to a conclusion."

A dragon trapped in an abyss, its blood splattering for miles—this is the sign of a fallen dragon.

But this humble monk also noticed that Your Highness's aura was incredibly powerful, with a hint of purple within it. This clearly indicates that you are favored by the Purple Star and are destined to be the ruler of the world!

Such a contradiction is truly bizarre!

Upon hearing this, Li Chengqian couldn't help but be somewhat surprised.

Holy crap?

This monk is really something!

Because if you only look at his face, he does indeed have the appearance of a fallen dragon. In history, Li Chengqian was demoted to a commoner by Li Shimin after his rebellion failed, and he died not long after.

As for his overwhelming momentum, that's because he is no longer the original Li Chengqian. Now he is a soul from a thousand years in the future, and with a system by his side, he will be the next emperor of the Tang Dynasty if nothing unexpected happens.

Thinking of this, Li Chengqian couldn't help but smile slightly and say:

"It seems even the master can't see through me for the time being!"

Upon hearing this, Yao Guangxiao couldn't help but give a wry smile and say:

"Although I cannot see clearly, I can help Your Highness ascend to that position!"

"I trust you!"

Yao Guangxiao originally wanted to persuade him further, but he was stunned when he heard Li Chengqian's words.

You believe that?

Seeing his puzzled look, Li Chengqian smiled, patted him on the shoulder, and said:

"I trust you completely; I employ those I don't trust, and I don't employ those I don't trust!"

"Thank you, Your Highness!"

……

After chatting for a while, Li Chengqian planned to arrange a place for Yao Guangxiao to stay in the city, but Yao Guangxiao refused.

He bowed to Li Chengqian and said:

"Your Highness! Arrange a quiet temple for this humble monk. Xiangji Temple would be quite nice; for some reason, I feel it's very suitable!"

Upon hearing this, Li Chengqian couldn't help but twitch his lips slightly.

No wonder you're called a born traitor, you wicked monk!

What kind of place is Xiangji Temple?

Its historical significance is no less than that of the Xuanwu Gate.

……

After Yao Guangxiao left, two more people arrived at the Eastern Palace.

The visitors were Shen Wansan and Sun Simiao.

Seeing the two of them arrive together, Li Chengqian couldn't help but sigh.

"What day is it today? My Eastern Palace is so lively!"

The two men immediately bowed to Li Chengqian upon seeing him.

"Greetings, Your Highness!"

Upon hearing this, Li Chengqian quickly stepped forward to help the two up and said:

"Haha! No need for formalities, please rise. May I ask what brings Master Sun and Old Shen here today?"

Upon hearing his prince's words, Shen Wansan smiled and politely replied:

"Master Sun is an elder, so please speak first!"

As soon as Shen Wansan finished speaking, Sun Simiao didn't stand on ceremony and immediately said:

"Your Highness! I need money! My clinic currently houses over a hundred homeless orphans. I intend to raise them, but although the clinic has some income, it's far too meager to support so many people!"

Upon hearing Sun Simiao's request, Li Chengqian couldn't help but burst into laughter!

"Hahaha! I thought it was something serious, this is easy to handle!"

He looked at Shen Wansan beside him and said:

"Old Shen! Send ten thousand taels of silver to Master Sun later!"

"Yes, Your Highness!"

Upon hearing his prince's order, Shen Wansan agreed without hesitation.

He no longer cared about a mere ten thousand taels.

Upon hearing this, Sun Simiao couldn't help but show a look of joy.

"Then this humble Taoist thanks Your Highness!"

"Master Sun, you're too kind! If you need money in the future, just go to Old Shen at Jubao Pavilion in the east of the city!"

Then he turned to Shen Wansan beside him and said:

"Old Shen, what brings you here?"

Upon hearing his prince's question, Shen Wansan quickly replied:

"Your Highness, it's the Wang family of Taiyuan. Seeing the huge profits in the tea industry, they bribed one of our tea farmers to learn the tea-making techniques. Now, besides our Jubao Pavilion's tea, other teas are flooding the market, and they're selling for much less!"

Upon hearing his words, Li Chengqian couldn't help but be taken aback.

"These aristocratic families are really like maggots, they just like to eat what others have left over."

Then he waved his hand dismissively and said:

"It's alright, we'll just sell it the way we always have!"

"But Your Highness, is that so..."

Seeing Shen Wansan's somewhat anxious appearance, Li Chengqian waved his hand and immediately interrupted him:

"Tell me, who are these people who buy tea? Are they short of money?"

Upon hearing Li Chengqian's words, Shen Wansan was first taken aback, and then looked as if he had suddenly realized something.

"I see. Our tea is mainly sold to high-ranking officials and noble families. These people are not short of money, but they value face."

Our Jubao Pavilion's tea is already widely recognized as high-end, while those cheap teas on the market are considered junk by them. Anyone who serves such tea would lose face!

Shen Wansan truly lived up to his name; he instantly grasped the key point after Li Chengqian uttered just one sentence.

These high-ranking officials and wealthy families will continue to patronize Jubaoge for the sake of its so-called high-end brand and the reputation of Jubaoge.

As for the cheap tea on the market, wealthy families wouldn't buy it, and ordinary people would rather buy grain than spend money on tea that can't fill their stomachs.