Ye Hui introduced Hong Wen to Qing Tian Dao Ren as a tea-serving apprentice. The sect didn’t know his background, and even if they did, they wouldn’t dare to cause trouble out of respect for the Crown Princess. In her spare time, she continued to help the sect with account books, noting that her junior uncle’s accounting skills hadn’t improved at all.
The room became more elegant after the eunuchs decorated it, with a beige Persian long-pile carpet on the floor and several famous calligraphic paintings on the walls, including the priceless “Admonitions of the Court Instructress” personally painted by Gu Kaizhi. Another piece was a calligraphic work by the Emperor of Yingtang, which was not as artistically valuable, but simply possessing an imperial painting meant one could walk freely in the Yingtang territory without anyone daring to stop them.
Originally, A Jin planned to bring some furniture from the Prince of Chu’s palace, but Ye Hui stopped him, as they would be leaving Pingzhou soon. Most of the furniture in the Prince of Chu’s palace was made of rosewood, with the worst being pearwood, which would be quite valuable in the twenty-first century, especially the antique-grade rosewood.
Such fine furniture given to Tianying Gate? Hmph, she was not that generous.
Facai entered the wooden house and handed over an invitation, smiling and saying, “Shifu’s wife, in three days is the most important day of my life. You must attend and give me some face.”
Ye Hui placed the invitation on the table and looked up, “Are you lacking face?”
Facai scratched his head, feeling dejected after a while: “Shifu’s wife doesn’t know. My soon-to-be wife is the daughter of the village chief. Her family has always been high and mighty, looking down on others. When I was young and saw her father, my legs would shake. My brother-in-law is so arrogant that when I speak to him, his eyes would always look like this…” Facai closed his eyes, “Like this, never seeing me.”
So he wanted to borrow Shifu’s wife’s status to bring honor to his family.
