In the 18th year of Cheng'an, the twelfth lunar month was the 23rd, a small year.
The first snowfall of this winter fell in Beijing.
When Wen Yifan stepped through the snow and walked into Zuixianju, the most famous gold-selling cave in the south of the city, the whole restaurant was so quiet that he could hear the crackling sound of charcoal fire.
She was wearing a bright red satin coat with a white fox fur collar, which made her face even more dazzling. It's just that those eyes were slightly raised, and wherever they glanced, everyone avoided her - not because of her beauty, but because of her reputation.
"The fourth girl of the Wen family is here, hurry, get out of the way -"
The best seat by the window was immediately cleared. The waiter nodded and wiped the tables and chairs three times before offering the most expensive Biluochun. Wen Yifan didn't even look at it, but walked straight to a table in the corner where only one person was sitting.
The man was wearing a blue cotton robe that had been washed white, and in front of him was only a pot of crude tea and two plates of the cheapest snacks.
"Zhu Guozhi." Wen Yifan sat down opposite him with a smile, "Long time no see."
Zhu Guozhi's hand shook slightly, and a few drops of tea spilled. He is the only son of Mr. Zhu who was awarded the title of "Master Zhu" by the Ministry of Etiquette. He was elected in the spring of last year and had a bright future. It's a pity that he offended someone he shouldn't have offended - to be precise, Wen Yifan's adopted brother.
"Miss Wen, Miss Wen." Zhu Guozhi said calmly, "I have already taken this position. If you want to use it, I will—"
"Don't be impatient." Wen Yifan raised his hand to hold him down as he tried to stand up, tapping his cuffs with bright red nails, "I heard that you read a copy of my adoptive brother's book in the House Hall? Did you say that he deducted military pay and embezzled the winter clothes of border officers?
