We'll have you impersonate the Crown Prince and create a prosperous era for the Great Qian Dyna

Intoxicated by the spring breeze.

Zhou Tiancheng woke up groggily to find a group of people kneeling in front of him.

Seeing him sit up from the couch, Steward Liu brought him some hangover soup and reported on the situation while he was drinking the soup.

"Your Highness, these are all employees of Zui Chun Feng. They've come to apologize."

Zhou Tiancheng rubbed his temples, finally shaking off his drunkenness and realizing that he was playing the role of the Crown Prince.

He waved wearily.

"Stop kneeling, stand up. You haven't done anything wrong, there's no need to admit it."

"If I were in your situation, I would have made the same choice as you."

The shopkeeper led everyone to their feet, his legs still trembling slightly.

"Your Highness is wise and understanding, but we were wrong to believe the rumors. Thank you for your forgiveness."

Zhou Tiancheng chuckled and turned to look at Steward Liu.

"Steward Liu, have someone write this down. Those who want to leave, the Crown Prince will just give them some silver to send them off. Those who want to stay, then stay and work diligently."

"I can't offer any particularly good terms either. How about this: one day each month, Zui Chun Feng will close its doors, and we can all enjoy a good meal together behind closed doors. It will all be on my tab. What do you say?"

The group of men were so excited they were trembling, as if they wanted to sign a contract to sell themselves into servitude.

You have to understand, they only receive a fixed amount of money each month, belonging to the group that is neither rich nor poor, and they have to worry about offending those important figures all the time. In front of someone like Zhou Tiancheng, they are extremely humble.

Now, the Crown Prince not only forgave the trouble they caused by resigning from their jobs, but also treated them to meals every month. For the first time, they felt like human beings.

Some people even dared to ask questions.

"Your Highness, may I not come, but instead have my son try it?"

Zhou Tiancheng was somewhat dazed.

As parents, we all want to give our sons the best.

All he wanted to do was organize a team-building event for them.

"No need. You can bring your families. How much will it cost? I don't need that much money."

A group of men knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Zhou Tiancheng.

"Thank you, Your Highness. Your Highness's benevolence will be forever remembered!"

Zhou Tiancheng smiled and waved his hand.

"Alright, from now on, just focus on your work and don't say things like that anymore."

Everyone noticed the fatigue on Zhou Tiancheng's face, and they all bowed respectfully as they left.

This also means that Zui Chunfeng will be completely settled down and become a gold mine in Zhou Tiancheng's hands!

Manager Liu also breathed a sigh of relief, took the account books, and reported to Zhou Tiancheng.

"We sold the lion and tiger from the Classic of Mountains and Seas for five thousand taels of silver. Two thousand taels of silver were used to host a banquet, and the remaining amount in the mansion is three thousand six hundred taels."

"Fortunately, Your Highness also gained the friendship of Shi Cheng and others, so this deal is not a loss."

Zhou Tiancheng, however, was not so optimistic, squinting as he recalled.

"If I remember correctly, the Duke of Protectorate didn't even send a single servant?"

Manager Liu was somewhat embarrassed.

Don't you know what kind of reputation the Crown Prince has?

He whispered a reminder.

"Your Highness, it's not just the Duke of Huguo. In fact, we sent out more than 500 invitations in total, but only more than 300 sent servants yesterday. The remaining more than 100 have not made any move."

Zhou Tiancheng chuckled softly.

"I don't care whether others send people or not, but since the Duke of Protectorate didn't send anyone, I can pay him a visit."

Is he targeting the Duke of Protectorate?

He's after Zheng Ye'er!

Steward Liu immediately understood.

"Your Highness, this old servant will go back and prepare a generous gift immediately."

Zhou Tiancheng stood up, picked up the tea on the table, and drank it all in one gulp, making a dazed sound.

"Old Liu, wait for me to go back together. It's my first time visiting, so I should dress up a bit, right?"

Manager Liu was startled by the title, but was quickly moved.

He didn't speak, but simply stood quietly to the side, head bowed, like a true servant, waiting.

But once he returned to the Eastern Palace, Zhou Tiancheng began to regret his decision.

In the Great Qian Dynasty, men even wore face powder!

Looking at his face in the mirror, which looked like it had been scraped off with white paint, Zhou Tiancheng decisively refused.

After taking a shower and changing into a white casual outfit, Zhou Tiancheng put aside his usual laziness and playfulness in front of the bronze mirror. His handsome face, paired with the dragon pattern embroidered in gold thread on his clothes, immediately gave people a sense of young success, majesty, and dignity.

"This is enough. I'm not some slick, pampered rich kid. I don't need those things."

As Zhou Tiancheng spoke, Guli behind him smoothed out the wrinkles on his clothes. Then she stared blankly at her face in the bronze mirror, her ears turning red.

"What are you thinking! Even if you want it, you'll have to wait until I get back tonight."

Zhou Tiancheng pinched Guli's earlobe, and Guli hugged him as if she had been electrocuted, her legs went weak, and her eyes were full of spring.

"Your Highness, you look so handsome in this outfit."

Zhou Tiancheng dared not flirt with her anymore; if he continued, Guli might not be able to resist.

The key issue is that he himself couldn't control himself.

"Alright, I'm going out for a bit. If all goes well, there might be another mistress in the Eastern Palace. Don't blame me then."

"This servant will only be happy for Your Highness."

Guli doesn't have the concept of jealousy.

Women on the grasslands are always passionate and unrestrained towards strong men, never caring how many women they have, but only feeling proud of it.

Zhou Tiancheng is undoubtedly the strongman in Guli's heart.

He killed the crown prince, and not only was he not exposed, but he also survived with Guli and the others.

How can this not be considered a strong person?

Under Guli's eager gaze, Zhou Tiancheng walked out of the room, got into the carriage, and swayed all the way to the gate of the Duke of Huguo's mansion.

Steward Liu stepped forward to negotiate.

"His Highness the Crown Prince has come to visit the Duke of Protectorate. Please inform him of this."

The gatekeeper yawned, not even glancing at Steward Liu.

"Just wait and see."

boom!

The small door was slammed shut, and the person standing at the door seemed not to be the Crown Prince of Daqian, but a thief who needed to be guarded against!

Steward Liu immediately became dissatisfied.

Even though he had prepared himself mentally, he was still angered by the other party's attitude.

Your Highness!

The one who's coming is the future crown prince of the Great Qian Dynasty!

Are you really that bold, a mere doorman?

Steward Liu returned to the carriage and spoke with a slightly annoyed expression.

"Your Highness, if even the servants in the Duke of Protectorate's residence are so rude, then the Duke of Protectorate is probably not someone to be trifled with."

Instead of getting angry, Zhou Tiancheng laughed.

"Old Liu, the Emperor has decreed this marriage, yet the Duke of Huguo can disregard it. Don't you think there's something wrong with that?"

"The Third Prince was given a hard time when he came to visit, but the problem is that His Majesty didn't stand up for him afterwards. The Third Prince has His Majesty, Consort Liu, and Qin Zhi'ang behind him, wielding immense power, yet His Majesty didn't retaliate. There's more to this than meets the eye!"

Manager Liu was taken aback, but then he came to his senses.

The nominal crown prince is the Crown Prince of the Eastern Palace, but in reality, who doesn't know that the real crown prince is the Third Prince?

If the Duke of Protectorate doesn't even respect the Third Prince, how could he possibly think highly of the Crown Prince?

But what exactly is going on here?