Poet Immortal, Poet Sage, Duke of the State!

The Vice Minister's wife looked puzzled and asked, "Fragrant dew? What fragrant dew?"

The personal maid said, "It's Qing Shuang Fang's perfume. People say that Qing Shuang Fang's perfume is even more fragrant and better than Yi Lou's. All the courtesans in those brothels are buying Qing Shuang Fang's perfume..."

The Vice Minister's wife looked thoughtful; she still remembered what the Empress had said at the incense appreciation gathering a few days ago.

Behind Ruyi Tower is Wu Guojiu, and the Empress is Wu Guojiu's older sister.

The Empress's reference to "merchants who are not respectable" refers to Qing Shuang Fang. Although she did not say it explicitly, she was implying that they should not buy anything from Qing Shuang Fang.

It doesn't matter which brand of perfume she uses; it's not worth offending the Empress for a bottle of perfume.

The problem is, those vixens outside, with the alluring dew from Qing Shuang Fang, are almost bewitching my master, and the Empress doesn't care about any of that...

She gritted her teeth, having made a decision, and walked up to her personal maid, whispering in her ear, "Go change into some inconspicuous clothes, and go to Qing Shuang Fang to buy a few bottles of perfume. Remember not to let anyone know..."

The young maid nodded and immediately ran away.

The same thing happened one after another in the grand mansions of the capital.

The mistresses of these powerful officials' households did not originally forbid their husbands from going to brothels. After all, that's how it was done in the upper circles, and if they were chaste, they would be considered out of place.

As long as they don't bring people home, they can turn a blind eye.

Not allowing them to bring people home doesn't mean we can tolerate them not coming back.

These past few days, my husband has been coming home with an unusual fragrance. After a little inquiry, I learned that it was caused by the new perfumes the courtesans were using…

They were already wary of those brothel women, and now that the other party had added another seductive trick, how could they possibly sit still?

Out of respect for the Empress, they couldn't openly support Qing Shuang Fang's business, but they also couldn't just sit idly by and wait for their doom...

As a result, more and more officials' wives began to instruct their maids and servants to secretly buy perfumes from Qing Shuang Fang...

Qing Shuang Fang.

At noon, just as Pearl and Jade opened their shop, a young maid dressed in coarse cloth peeked in, looking like a thief.

Before Pearl could speak, the maidservant pulled out a one-hundred-tael silver note from her bosom and then a twenty-tael silver ingot, slamming them on the table. She said, "I want a set of the Twelve Flower Goddesses' Fragrance Dew!"

Pearl and Jade stared at her, their mouths agape.

This little maid was dressed in tattered clothes, not like someone from a wealthy family. In the capital, a maid's price was only about ten taels of silver, yet she could take out one hundred and twenty taels of silver at once to buy perfume without even haggling over the price...

Seeing them standing there in a daze, the maidservant immediately urged, "Hurry up, hurry up, I have something to do..."

Pearl snapped out of her daze and immediately handed her a fragrant dew set from the Twelve Flower Goddesses series.

The young maidservant, clutching the brocade box, quickly slipped out of the shop, as if she were doing something shameful.

Before Pearl and Jade could react, another girl wearing a veil walked in, slapped down two silver notes, and urged, "I want a set of the Twelve Flower Goddesses' Fragrance Dew, please hurry..."

Throughout the day, Qing Shuang Fang received a steady stream of such guests.

Some of them wore conical hats, others wore veils, and many, despite being dressed as maids, were incredibly generous, casually spending hundreds of taels of silver to buy a set of twelve bottles at a time…

Chen Chang'an stood behind the counter, watching the hurried customers, and was somewhat surprised.

For Qing Shuang Fang, the business from the brothel was actually enough.

The workshops outside the city had to work in two shifts, day and night, just to barely keep up with the daily demand.

The ladies and young women of these powerful and wealthy families ultimately could not resist the temptation of their perfumes. Although they did not buy them openly, they secretly purchased quite a lot...

Afternoon, at the residence of the Vice Minister of Rites.

The Vice Minister of Rites returned home and planned to relax at Xiaoxiang Pavilion after dinner.

The girls at Xiaoxiang Pavilion have been carrying a special fragrance these past few days, which makes people feel happy and want to stay a little longer...

However, as soon as he returned to the mansion, he smelled a pleasant aroma and couldn't help but take a deep breath.

With a smile, the Vice Minister's wife asked, "My lord, do you like the perfume I have today?"

The Vice Minister of Rites stared blankly at his wife. Over time, he had lost interest in her, but today he had unexpectedly felt a renewed sense of novelty...

He nodded slightly and said, "It smells nice."

The Vice Minister's wife was overjoyed and immediately said, "If you like it, sir, I will buy more in the future..."

That night, when the Vice Minister's wife was taking a bath, she deliberately added a few drops of fragrant dew to her bath.

Inside the study, the Vice Minister of Rites was reading when a figure walked in from outside, bringing with him a fragrant breeze.

The Vice Minister's wife walked up behind him, reached out, and gently massaged his shoulders.

The faint fragrance of osmanthus blossoms made the Vice Minister of Rites somewhat distracted.

He slowly put down the book in his hand and took his wife's hand.

The Vice Minister's wife trembled slightly and bowed her head, saying, "My lord..."

The Vice Minister of Rites took a deep breath, stood up, picked her up in his arms, and strode towards the bedroom...

A night of fierce wind and torrential rain.

Early the next morning.

The Vice Minister of Rites had just left his residence for court when his wife, her face flushed, immediately summoned her personal maid, gave her several silver notes, and instructed her: "Go to Qing Shuang Fang and give these five hundred taels to their manager. Tell him that whenever there are new scented dews, he must send them to us immediately..."

……

Ruyi Tower.

Several shop assistants stood in front of the counter, all with their heads down.

Manager Sun stood behind the counter, his face extremely grim.

Ruyilou was ordered to close down, but business did not stop. These days, he has been sending his employees to personally deliver the perfumes to the residences of those powerful officials.

However, in the past few days, many families have returned their perfumes and told the deliverymen that they no longer need to send them.

Ruyilou's goods were returned, but Qingshuangfang's business got better day by day.

It's obvious that they must have chosen Qing Shuang Fang's fragrant dew.

Ruyi Tower will not be able to reopen for another three months. Brothels are no longer buying their goods, and now even their old customers have abandoned them...

From now on, Ruyilou will likely no longer have a place in the fragrance and perfume business in the capital.

Shopkeeper Sun hurriedly left the shop and went to the residence of the Imperial Uncle Wu, where he told him everything that had happened in the past few days.

Snapped!

Upon hearing this, Wu Guojiu abruptly stood up from his chair, slammed his teacup to the ground, and gritted his teeth, saying, "Chen Wenyuan, what a fine son you've raised! I'll settle this score with you slowly!"