After arriving at the Xijiang Yue, there were no private rooms available.
Only two seats remained in the main hall.
The waiter led them to the table while smiling and said, "Arriving early isn’t as good as arriving at the perfect ti. The guests at the previous table just left. Quite a number of people were waiting to be seated, but none of them got a chance!"
"They grew impatient and left. Just as you two arrived, you got seated. Truly, esteed guests with great fortune."
The waiter sweetly said so flattering words.
Bai Zhi’er took it all in stride.
What she wanted, she always got.
However, Pri Minister Wen looked around, sowhat curious.
It was his first visit to Xijiang Yue.
Previously, he hadn’t co because he heard how difficult it was to get a seat here.
Business was booming, and booking a seat in a private room was nearly impossible.
After they sat down, Bai Zhi’er adeptly ordered a few dishes.
The waiter quickly took note and brought tea: "Please wait a mont, esteed guests. Your delightful dishes will soon be served."
After withdrawing, Pri Minister Wen asked, "Has Your Highness been here before?"
Bai Zhi’er hugged her teacup with both hands, gulping it down, her dark eyes glistening.
She answered softly, "Brother Ce brought before."
The Pri Minister pondered silently.
Marquis Wan? Would he co to such a place?
The rumor says he doesn’t need to eat, doesn’t it?
After the food was served, Bai Zhi’er ate with great relish.
The Pri Minister admired the Princess more as he observed her.
While eating, she was quiet and focused solely on the culinary delights before her.
Her eating manner wasn’t ssy at all but showed a hint of elegance.
When Bai Zhi’er picked up a little red bean dumpling.
The Pri Minister smiled more warmly.
Even when eating buns, Your Highness is so refined and adorable.
The Emperor indeed has a blessed daughter.
At this ti, a surprised call ca from the side, "Your Highness, Master Wen?"
Bai Zhi’er and the Pri Minister turned around, unexpectedly discovering Historian Wang Lang.
Today, Historian Wang was gathering with friends. After coming down from a private room on the second floor, he intended to leave but saw two familiar figures sitting by the window.
Historian Wang clasped his hands and bowed in greeting to Bai Zhi’er and the Pri Minister.
The little one joyfully raised her little hand: "Uncle Historian, please sit."
Historian Wang sat down next to the Pri Minister, facing Bai Zhi’er together.
He was sowhat curious: "Did the Pri Minister bring Your Highness out for a al?"
The Pri Minister looked at Bai Zhi’er, seemingly waiting for the Princess to speak and decide whether to disclose the truth to Historian Wang.
After all, the Civil and Military Officials all know that Historian Wang is known for his righteous honesty. If he encounters injustice, he often criticizes it in the historical records.
Wei Zian’s cri hasn’t been established yet, fearing Historian Wang might spread the word and alert the snake.
But Bai Zhi’er seed indifferent.
She took a sip of soup and then told Historian Wang the purpose of their outing, with all its background and context.
As expected, upon hearing, Historian Wang angrily slamd the table and cursed: "How outrageous, in broad daylight, is there no law at all!"
His voice was so loud that the surrounding diners cast puzzled looks at their table.
The Pri Minister hurriedly restrained Historian Wang and smiled apologetically at those around them.
"Sorry, sorry."
Only when the diners looked away did the Pri Minister say, "Please keep this confidential, Historian Wang, lest actions be prematurely exposed, spoiling Your Highness’s plans."
Historian Wang nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, indeed, I was impulsive just now."
Imdiately, Historian Wang snorted softly and muttered angrily, "That Master Wei, I’ve long thought he’s not a good person. Once this issue is resolved, I’ll write about him in the historical records, for future generations to see, that he’s an official enjoying the court’s salary without doing any real work!"
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