The peasant girl has a private space, and her husband is handsome.

When Gou Dan brought Dong Yong to Gu's Teahouse, it was completely full.

I never expected this teahouse to be so popular so soon after opening. It's even more popular than those time-honored teahouses that have been in Beijing for hundreds of years. It's really amazing!

Dog Egg felt apologetic. "I'm sorry, Lord Dong, there are too many people and no seats are available. How about we come back tomorrow?"

Dong Yong, however, saw a large group of people gathered around a table, engaged in a heated discussion.

As an official of the Ministry of Justice, Dong Yong had exceptionally keen observation skills, making him able to see in all directions and hear from all sides. He clearly heard the scholars in the crowd say that there was actually a rare ancient book from the Great Chu Dynasty three hundred years ago in the teahouse.

Good heavens! No wonder it was packed as soon as it opened.

Look, even the elderly chief priest has lost one of his shoes in the crush.

Dong Yong put his arm around Gou Dan's shoulder, acting like they were best buddies. "Brother Li, Miss Su's teahouse actually has a rare ancient book from three hundred years ago! Why didn't you tell me sooner!"

If I had known earlier, I would have taken time off work to come and see it. Now, there are so many people, three or four layers deep, that it's impossible to squeeze in.

Gou Dan casually offered an explanation: "Oh, that was a dowry that Miss Su gave to her cousin. Her cousin married Xu Ruofeng, the second son of Prefect Xu of Pengcheng."

Dong Yong was dumbfounded. What? That ancient book was actually part of Miss Su's dowry for her cousin? Even noble ladies in the capital wouldn't have such a valuable dowry. Miss Su is really generous.

The Xu family is really lucky to have married Miss Su's cousin. I wonder if Miss Su has any other cousins ​​so that his two sons can get a good deal.

Dong Yong, shameless as ever, asked, "Hey, Gou Dan, does Miss Su have any cousins ​​or anything like that? My two sons aren't married yet."

Gou Dan shook his head. "That's it. Miss Su only has this one cousin."

Undeterred, Dong Yong pressed on, "What about my older and younger cousins? Do they exist?"

After thinking for a long time, Gou Dan finally remembered Er Ya, who worked at Guose Tianxiang. "She has a cousin named Er Ya, but she's not as pretty as Miss Su's cousin."

Actually, the eldest branch of the Su family also has a daughter named Daya, but she doesn't get along with Su Qianqian, so Gou Dan automatically ignores her.

Dong Yong felt that looks were not important at all; the most important thing was that Miss Su earned money to make dowry.

"Okay, it doesn't matter if he's not good-looking, as long as he's not disabled. My son Dong Zhu is traveling in Jiangnan right now. I'll write him a letter later and ask him to go to Qinghe County to find his wife."

Perhaps she could even bring a 300-year-old book as part of her dowry! Even if she doesn't have a book, it's fine; Miss Su can give her a painting as part of her dowry.

Dong Yong was an impatient man and couldn't wait any longer. "I'll borrow paper and pen from the shopkeeper right now to write a letter so he can go to Qinghe County as soon as possible."

Gou Dan thought Dong Yong was joking, but he didn't expect Dong Yong to actually write a letter to his son asking him to go to Qinghe County.

Lord Dong is truly insane.

Dog Egg pointed to the paintings on the wall and said, "Hey, Lord Dong, didn't you notice the paintings on the wall?"

Dong Yong looked toward another group of people and saw a painting on the wall that was a full ten feet wide. His eyes lit up.

This is a realistic style; the orchids in the painting look incredibly lifelike.

"This is clearly the masterpiece of the genius painter Miss Su; it's truly exquisite."

Dong Yong squeezed into the crowd looking at the paintings, completely forgetting about his earlier promise to write a letter.

The chief priest and Dong Yong squeezed together to admire the masterpiece on the wall.

The two pushed each other, their relationship had been quite good before, but now they acted like enemies.

The chief minister complained, "Lord Dong, you're too tall; you're blocking my view."

Dong Yong refused to back down: "Your Excellency, you cannot bully me just because you hold a higher official position than me. Everyone is equal before a masterpiece."

The chief minister was so angry that he blew his beard and glared. What a masterpiece! Everyone is equal before it.

"My Imperial Academy is close to the teahouse, so I can come here every day. Your Ministry of Justice is far away, so I'm luckier than you."

Although the chief priest's view was partially blocked, he could still see most of it.

The crystal-like flowers in the painting seem to sway in the wind, giving the viewer a sense of being there, and even allowing them to smell the delicate fragrance of the flowers, which is refreshing and delightful.

The chief priest muttered to himself, "Am I going mad? I can actually smell the fragrance of flowers."

Dong Yong turned his head and echoed, "Your Excellency, I smell it too! Oh no! Am I going mad like you?"

Xu Ruofeng knew perfectly well: Miss Su said that floral fragrance had been added to the paint, and it seemed that the effect was quite good, further enhancing the immersive atmosphere.

Xu Ruofeng had copied Su Qianqian's paintings countless times, and he decided to learn from Su Dongjia's method and add some floral fragrances to the paintings.

The Grand Master waited until the teahouse was about to close before he could get a close look at the genius painter's work. He was so moved that tears streamed down his face.

"I have no regrets in this life for having the good fortune to see this painting."

The staff had already started clearing the place out. "Dear customers, we are very sorry, but our restaurant is closing soon. Please come again tomorrow."

The chief minister silently complained to himself: These waiters call us honored guests, but they do rude things like chasing people away.

However, he was also quite envious of these workers. Working here, they could see the works of genius painters every day. They were probably the most enviable workers in the entire capital.

I really want to resign from my position as chief priest and become a shop assistant at Gu's.

The people at the ancient books section next door had all been driven away. The chief priest wanted to take a look at what the ancient books looked like, but he couldn't bear to leave the paintings on the wall out of his sight.

It's such a difficult choice! Both of these treasures in the teahouse are so attractive that the Grand Master wishes he could have a clone of himself.

He ran to the ancient book, looked at it carefully, and found that it looked real, but unfortunately he couldn't touch it.

If it really is an ancient book from the Chu Kingdom three hundred years ago, it's truly astonishing.

The waiter urged, "Honorable guest, please come again tomorrow. Tomorrow, our teahouse will be displaying the first page of an ancient book."

The chief priest was extremely excited.

Whether it's true or false, we'll find out tomorrow when we see the pages inside.

He couldn't bear to part with the painting, so he stood in front of it and was politely escorted out the door by two shop assistants.

"Please come again tomorrow, esteemed guest."

"These skewers are expensive!" Who would be so rude as to turn their honored guest away at the gate? The chief priest stormed off in anger.

The next day, the Grand Master of Ceremonies surprisingly took leave and did not go to the Imperial Academy.

As soon as Gu's Teahouse opened, the Grand Master rushed in, eager to be the first to see the inner pages of the rare book.

The scholars have all gone to class, so it won't be as difficult to squeeze in as it was yesterday.

As a result, not long after the Chancellor went in, all the teachers from the Imperial Academy came over.

Zhang Jijiu was in a real predicament. All the teachers had taken leave to look at rare and ancient books. What would happen to the students at the Imperial Academy? Who would teach them?

However, he no longer had the energy to care about the students, because he saw the long-lost Chu seal script.

Although the ancient book was still surrounded by a red line to prevent people from going in, it was indeed as the waiter had said yesterday, and we turned to the first page.

It's truly the long-lost Chu seal script! This is an invaluable treasure.

The teachers embraced each other and wept with emotion!

The men looked at each other, sighing that these scholars were so sentimental that they even started crying.

The Imperial Academy Chancellor walked to the counter and asked Gu Ying and Xu Ruofeng, "Shopkeeper, may I borrow these ancient books for a while for research? I am Chancellor Zhang of the Imperial Academy. Rest assured, I will take good care of them."

Dong Yong suddenly appeared out of nowhere and said, "Me too, I'd like to borrow it for a while as well."

Zhang Jijiu rolled his eyes at Dong Yong. "Why are you everywhere, Lord Dong? Shouldn't you be handling official business at the Ministry of Justice right now?"

Dong Yong retorted without backing down, "The Chancellor shouldn't be here at this time; he should be at the Imperial Academy supervising the studies."

The two glared at each other, puffing out their beards and staring intently, as if they wanted to devour each other.

Zhang Jijiu turned towards the counter, bowed, and said, "Manager, please."

This was the first time he had ever pleaded so humbly, but he was unexpectedly rejected.

Xu Ruofeng apologized, saying, "I'm sorry, Your Excellency, I can't make that decision. This ancient book belongs to my wife."

Gu Ying quickly shook her head: "I'm sorry, I can't make that decision either. This rare book was a gift from my cousin. My cousin's surname is Su, and she is the real owner of Gu's Teahouse. However, she is currently in Qinghe County. You should wait until my cousin comes to the capital and ask her yourself."

The Grand Master of Ceremonies asked eagerly, "May I ask when Miss Su will arrive in the capital?"

Gu Ying thought for a moment and replied, "Maybe next year, I'm not too sure."

Zhang Jijiu silently made a mental note of this matter, hoping to meet Miss Su soon.

I heard that Grand Secretary Liang is also in Qinghe County and has been delaying his return to the capital to resume his post. Could it be because of Miss Su?

The chief priest's eyes gleamed with fervor. "Manager, may I ask what Miss Su's address is in Qinghe County?"

Xu Ruofeng was a smart man and immediately guessed the Grand Master's intention.

Lately, too many people have been asking him for Miss Su's address, so this time, considering that the other party is the Grand Master, he told him the truth.

"If the Chief Minister wants to write a letter, he can send it to Gu's Restaurant in Qinghe County."

Dong Yong secretly noted down the address, deciding to write a letter to the admired Miss Su when he got back. Although he couldn't meet Miss Su in person, it would be wonderful to be able to correspond with her.

Dong Yong was very pleased with himself. His good brother Li Gou Dan was very familiar with Miss Su and would definitely be able to get the news of Miss Su's arrival in the capital before the Grand Chancellor.