The Idle Man of Zhenguan Intercepts Wu Zetian at the Start

Lu Fan escorted Chun Chan and the others to the entrance of the Poet Immortal Wine Shop. Not wanting to linger, he simply bowed to Chun Chan and rode away on his horse.

Qian Ning came over to help move the wine jars and casually asked:

"Senior Sister Chun Chan, this general is really interesting. At first, he wanted to send us all to Dali Temple, but when the people from Dali Temple arrived, he took pity on us and escorted us for a while."

Chun Chan was busy, but she turned around and smiled: "The Vice Minister of the Court of Judicial Review has already released the people, so why would he make trouble for us? As for escorting us, he probably knows the young master's identity. However, the young master doesn't like to owe favors, so we should let him know when he returns."

By this time, a large crowd had gathered on the street outside the Poet Immortal Wine Shop. Among them were servants sent by wealthy families to sell wine, but mostly talented scholars and merchants, all clamoring to buy. Chun Chan finally understood the young master's brilliance; the ten jars of wine she had sent to Jade Immortal Pavilion yesterday had immediately returned. However, the wine wasn't yet on the shelves, so Chun Chan had Kan Yue and the others hold hands to block it, a slight smile on her face.

"Please wait a moment, everyone. We have plenty of stock today, and our winery will make sure that everyone can buy wine."

These people usually enjoyed visiting brothels and taverns, and when they saw that the wine sellers at the Poet Immortal Wine Shop were all delicate young women, their patience became exceptionally good. Many talented men even started composing poems with the theme of this immortal wine and beautiful women.

What they didn't know was that these young ladies loved wielding swords and spears and had little interest in reciting poetry. Kan Yue even felt her teeth ache, but she still had to smile earnestly.

Chun Chan looked at the shelves with satisfaction. The wine jars were neatly arranged, and the table was clean. Each of the gray-brown hemp paper wine labels had a poem written on it, which complemented the black earthenware wine jars. It was antique and had a unique artistic conception of ink fragrance and wine charm.

"Let Kan Yue and the others come in and help. Our Poet Immortal Winery is officially open for business."

Zhang Tao'er was the head manager, so she directed operations from the counter. Qian Ning and the others were responsible for taking goods and collecting money. Chun Chan stood silently in the hall. In just a few days, everyone here had undergone earth-shattering changes because of the young master's appearance.

He had truly entrusted this family to these people. Chun Chan's eyes welled up with tears. They were all war orphans and families of convicted officials. They should have lived in the darkest corner of the world, but now they were surrounded by light. They were busy, but they were also genuinely smiling. Watching piles of money pour into the winery, Chun Chan suddenly began to understand the young man. Earning money was just to avoid being troubled and enslaved by money. The meaning of life was to make the world around them better and better.

If the young master's abilities grow stronger... Chun Chan dared not continue thinking about it.

Those wealthy individuals who had acquired the wine were reluctant to leave. Many lingered on the street, clutching their wine jars and muttering the verses on the wine labels, before rushing into the wine shops like madmen.

"Give me three more jars!"

"I want ten jars!"

The place was bustling with noise, and the shelves were getting emptier and emptier.

Just as Qian Ning and the others had finally relaxed a bit, the area in front of the counter became even more crowded! Some people, who could recite a couple of lines of poetry, became so excited that they became incoherent, ordering the servants to take the wine away before rushing back to the counter...

A jar of wine costs twenty strings of cash, which is not cheap, but as the young master said, these people don't care. One tael of gold costs ten strings of cash. Most of these people bring gold ingots, and it is extremely rare to see them using silver ingots. At this time, in order to buy more jars of wine, some people even throw gold ingots directly into the counter. Although Zhang Tao'er comes from an official family, Zhang Yungu is an honest official and has no side business. He has never seen so many gold ingots before. He is afraid that he will not accept them. Gold ingots fly into the counter one by one.

Today, the most bustling part of Dongshi Street was the very edge of the street. Many business owners had become onlookers, some envious, others spitting in disapproval. Several other wine shop owners huddled together, their eyes cold, discussing something in hushed tones.

Across the street from the Poet Immortal Wine Shop, a dozen or so men in hemp clothing were squatting, each carrying a hemp rope carrying pole, looking like porters looking for work.

Just then, a jingling sound rang out, and a luxurious carriage slowly approached, followed closely by six burly servants on horseback. Judging from this, one could tell that the person inside was someone of immense power and influence. After all, Chang'an was full of noble sons, but not everyone was qualified to parade around with so many guards. Therefore, most passersby were tactful and made way for them.

As the carriage arrived at the entrance of the Poet Immortal Wine Shop, a sturdy servant lifted the curtain, and a young man with a face as beautiful as jade stepped out of the carriage. He wore a crimson robe with gold embroidery and a gold-trimmed leather belt around his waist. His eyes were arrogant, and he was incredibly noble.

Chun Chan recognized him and reluctantly stepped forward to bow: "This servant greets Prince Consort Changsun."

Changsun Chong raised his eyelids slightly and smiled faintly, "Why is my sixth brother not here today?"

The cicada bowed its head. It was he who had caused the young master to be beaten and covered in whip marks. Though she desperately wanted to avenge him now, he was, after all, the imperial consort, and the consort of Princess Chang Le, the eldest daughter of the Emperor and Empress, whom they loved most! She said in a calm tone:

"The young...county boy went to the Duke of Lu's military camp."

Changsun Chong didn't mind, still wearing a faint smile, but his voice was much louder: "Since it's my sixth brother's winery opening, how can I, as the eldest brother, not come to support him?"

He casually tossed out a few gold coins: "Men, this wine is for you to drink."

The servants looked serious and quickly thanked them.

Zhang Tao'er glanced at Chun Chan, and Chun Chan nodded.

Zhang Tao'er personally carried two jars of wine out of the counter, and the wealthy young men who were scrambling for the wine, aware of the difference in their status, immediately quieted down.

Changsun Chong closed his eyes, his expression one of blissful ecstasy:

"My sixth brother, though unorthodox, has somehow learned to brew wine. The aroma alone is quite enchanting. Minions, open the jar and taste the wine."

The burly servants took the wine jars handed to them by Zhang Tao'er, broke the seals, and drank from the jars with their heads tilted back. The aroma of the wine filled the air, and the servants couldn't help but swallow their saliva, hoping that Changsun Chong would leave quickly so as not to interfere with their wine-grabbing.

The two robust servants who were drinking only took two sips before collapsing to the ground with a thud, foaming at the mouth, convulsing, clutching their stomachs, and wailing incessantly!

Changsun Chong's expression changed: "That wicked woman! Taking advantage of my sixth brother's absence, she actually tried to steal money with poisoned wine! Men, beat her!"

Chun Chan knew that Changsun Chong's arrival was never a good thing, but she never expected that although he looked respectable, his methods would be so despicable. He acted like a brother and sister, but he got involved in the scheme, ruining the young master's reputation while persecuting those who worked for him.

Those who bought the wine witnessed the two strong servants being poisoned after drinking it, and they refused to accept it. They all clamored for a refund, and some even picked up things to smash the wine shop!

Qian Ning and the others were not about to suffer such humiliation, and they all drew their longswords with a whoosh!

Changsun Chong snorted coldly:

"Very well! I heard you killed seven civilians on your way here. I didn't believe it at first, but I didn't expect you to not only dare to sell poisoned wine and harm people, but also dare to draw your swords and kill. Do you really think there is no law in Chang'an?"