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

Snowflakes were falling from the sky.

Luo Shilang thought that his other colleagues had all rushed to Gu Ji's shop to queue up for rice candy, and he couldn't fall behind. Everything in the world is more appealing when there's a crowd.

He lifted a corner of the dark blue carriage curtain and instructed the driver, "Faster, faster!"

The driver's voice was troubled, "Sir, the snow is too heavy, the road is very slippery, we can't go fast, going too fast will cause the cart to overturn."

When the carriage arrived at Gu's Teahouse, Minister Luo found that the queue outside was very long.

Because of the snow, everyone in line was holding an umbrella.

Rows of oil-paper umbrellas of various colors are neatly arranged, forming a beautiful sight.

Luo, however, had no interest in appreciating the beautiful scenery; he was only thinking about how he had to grab the rice candy so as not to fall behind his colleagues.

He was particularly curious about just how delicious the rice candy that Prime Minister Feng mentioned was, that it would attract so many people to brave the heavy snow and line up.

A gust of cold wind blew by, and Vice Minister Luo shivered several times from the cold.

It's so cold! How come these people queuing up to buy rice candy aren't cold?

Minister Luo looked up at the sky. The heavy snow had been falling for three days and hadn't stopped. Today, the snow was falling even harder, and he wondered if a snow disaster would occur.

But such matters were not something he, an official of the Ministry of Works, should be concerned about.

Even if the sky falls, there are tall people to hold it up.

Luo, the Vice Minister, instructed his attendants to stand outside in the snow to queue for rice candy, while he himself prepared to go into the teahouse to drink tea and eat snacks.

Before he stepped over the threshold, he stomped his snow-covered sheepskin boots a few times.

Lifting the leather curtain, a wave of heat wafted out, mingled with the aroma of tea—it was incredibly comforting.

The room was warm and spacious, with many tables, but every single one was occupied.

In Luo Shilang's opinion, this teahouse was definitely the most popular in the capital.

The capital city is full of hidden talents; even a random falling tile could hit a high-ranking official. Therefore, he was convinced that the teahouse with such good business must have a powerful background.

I wonder which powerful family's child opened such a prestigious teahouse? The daily income must be substantial.

It's truly enviable. It's a pity that none of his sons and grandsons have any talent for business; they can only watch others make money.

I can only envy other people's children.

Minister Luo arrived too late; there were no empty tables left in the main hall.

He glanced around and immediately noticed many of his colleagues sitting at the same table on the east side, so he had no choice but to go over and join them.

After sitting down, Vice Minister Luo greeted them with a smile, "What are you gentlemen talking about? You seem to be having a pleasant conversation?"

Dong Yong, an assistant director of the Ministry of Justice, pointed to the far left of the main hall, where people were gathered in layers.

"There is a rare ancient book there, from the Great Chu Dynasty three hundred years ago. It can only be looked at, not touched, but a page is turned out every day for everyone to see. I was fortunate enough to see a few pages."

Minister Luo was greatly surprised. It seemed that the owner of this teahouse was indeed from a prominent family. Otherwise, how could he possibly have a rare ancient book from three hundred years ago?

As Vice Minister Luo was sighing, he saw Zhang, the Imperial Academy's Chancellor, emerge from the crowd.

Zhang Jijiu's hair ribbon was ripped off, his hair was disheveled, and he was even barefoot. He was truly insane.

Vice Minister Luo sighed, "Zhang Jijiu looks so pitiful. Was it worth it to look at just one page of an ancient book?"

Dong Yong explained, "That's no ordinary rare copy. Not only is it a rare copy from the Chu Dynasty more than 300 years ago, but the characters on it are the Chu seal script, which has been lost."

In order to get a few more glimpses of the ancient books, Dong Yong would often wait until the teahouse closed and when there were fewer people to squeeze in and take a look. Luckily, the waiter would then help him out of the teahouse. It was really not easy for him.

Vice Minister Luo looked at Chief Minister Zhang with envy. So it was such a precious ancient book! Chief Minister Zhang had crawled out of it, so he must have seen the book with his own eyes. This miserable state was worth it.

Gou Dan, the village chief's youngest son, who got a job at the Ministry of Justice in the capital with Su Qianqian's help, now has a very good relationship with Dong Yong. They are like brothers and are almost inseparable.

Li Gou Dan sat next to Vice Minister Luo, looking at Vice Minister Luo's face, which was nine-tenths similar to Su Bing's, his thoughts were in turmoil.

I'm curious, what would Minister Luo's attitude and thoughts be if he knew that the formidable Miss Su from Qinghe County was his own granddaughter?

Gou Dan went to the Luo residence with Dong Yong last time, and what he can confirm now is that the old lady of the Luo family really dislikes and rejects Su Bing.

Furthermore, he had witnessed Su Dachuan extorting Luo Kang before, so Luo Kang also knew his true identity.

Would Luo Kang dare to reveal his identity?

Dog Egg casually asked, "Lord Luo, have you heard of Miss Su from Qinghe County?"

Of course, Vice Minister Luo had heard of her and was very familiar with her; he had betrayed that young girl many times in court.

How could a girl with no background become the focus of the imperial court? It can only be blamed on her poor family background.

He has no chance of climbing the ladder; even if he doesn't stop him, his colleagues will.

Her colleagues would never allow a woman with no background to become an official; the rules left by our ancestors must not be abolished.

Li Gou Dan sighed and continued, "Lord Luo, do you dislike Miss Su? Is that why you target her in court?"

Vice Minister Luo nodded. "I really don't like her. A girl should stay in the inner quarters and embroider; she shouldn't be out here competing with us men for credit!"

Gou Dan was speechless. If Miss Su didn't stand up to stop the rebels and protect the people, who among you would have the ability to replace her?

Gou Dan felt a little sorry for Miss Su; it seemed that Miss Su was truly disliked by her own grandfather.

This Vice Minister Luo actually had the nerve to say that Miss Su was stealing credit from a man.

Dog Egg really wants to ask, does the imperial court still have any talented people available?

"Can you, Minister Luo, really stop the rebels? Whose credit did Miss Su steal?"

Vice Minister Luo blushed. Of course, he didn't have that ability, but a woman who was too strong was simply not popular.

Why does Dong Yong's little brother talk so much? It's so annoying.

Undeterred, Gou Dan asked again, "Your Excellency, assuming that Miss Su is your own granddaughter, would you still target her in court as before?"

Vice Minister Luo shook his head, finding the assumption utterly absurd. "How could that be? How could she possibly be a member of the Luo family?"

None of the Luo family's descendants have achieved anything of note. Minister Luo was quite certain that the Luo family simply couldn't produce such intelligent and capable individuals.

At this moment, two minor officials from the Ministry of Justice entered carrying rice candy.

"Lord Dong, we've got them! Three hundred cash a pack. We each bought ten packs, so we bought fifty packs for you."

Wow, that's expensive! It costs 300 coins a pack.

Minister Luo had never tasted rice candy before and was very curious as to why it was so expensive yet so many people were queuing up.

Seeing Dong Yong open a package, he quickly grabbed a piece and stuffed it into his mouth, his eyes immediately lighting up.

Hey, this candy isn't hard at all, it won't hurt your teeth, even an old man like him can handle it with ease.

I never imagined there was such a delicious treat in the world! The texture is unique, and it's incredibly sweet!

"Fifty packs of this delicious treat is too few." Minister Luo hurriedly ran outside, needing to tell the servants queuing outside to buy twice as many rice candies.

The other officials sitting at the same table tasted the rice candy and then braved the heavy snow to run outside, instructing their servants in line to buy more.

After waiting until dark, it was finally the turn of the Luo family servants to buy the rice candy, only to find that only one bag of rice candy was left.

That's really unlucky.

Luo, the Vice Minister, was so angry that his face turned pale. What bad luck! The officials at the table all bought more than a hundred packs each, but when it was his turn, he only had one pack left.

Luo Shilang finally understood why Zhang Jijiu was so crazy. He also wanted to go crazy for the sake of rice candy.

The servant reported, "Master, although the rice candy is gone, there are still two carts of black coal left."

Vice Minister Luo sighed helplessly and said, "Alright, then let's buy two cartloads of black coal first."

Luo Shilang thought to himself, "If only I were acquainted with the owner of Gu's Tea House, I might be able to get in through connections."

He went to the counter himself and asked the shopkeeper, "Shopkeeper, will you still be selling rice candy tomorrow?"

Gou Dan stood aside, listening to Luo Shilang's words and seeing Luo Shilang's unwilling expression, and found it very funny.

If the Luo family accepts Su Bing, Miss Su will definitely send a lot of black coal and rice candy to the Luo residence this time. Why would Minister Luo need to personally lead people to queue up?

The Luo family's servants queued for so long just to buy a bag of rice candy; they deserved it!

Those Luo family members will regret this sooner or later, and they'll definitely regret it so much they'll bang their heads against the wall.