Tang Dynasty: Taking the Empress Dowager to a brothel, Father Emperor, what a coincidence!

The Duke of Qi's Mansion.

Changsun Wuji leaned back in his armchair, and a slight smile appeared on his face, which had been clouded with gloom for days.

He even hummed a newly popular tune from the brothel at home, something that was unprecedented for him.

The butler, standing to the side, said somewhat excitedly:

"Master, it's absolutely true. Zheng Qiuying, the eldest daughter of the Zheng family of Xingyang, is waiting outside our mansion right now, saying she wants to pay her respects to the eldest young master."

"Okay. Sure."

Changsun Wuji stood up, almost jumping for joy.

He was incredibly unlucky during this period, and the whole of Chang'an was laughing at him.

Now, the legitimate daughter of the Zheng family of Xingyang is visiting her son?

What kind of social standing did the Zheng family of Xingyang have?

That family was second only to the Cui family among the Five Surnames and Seven Noble Families.

Zheng Qiuying was also the most talented woman in Chang'an.

If his son could marry this woman, and he and Zheng could join forces, why would they need his sister's protection?

"Go and call that good-for-nothing over here."

"Make him dress up a bit, instead of looking like he just woke up all day."

Changsun Wuji looked at the steward and gave him instructions.

Not long after, Changsun Chong walked into the study with dark circles under his eyes.

He hasn't had a good night's sleep in the past two days.

She was terrified that her affair with Li Chengqian at the brothel would be exposed.

"Father, you wanted to see me?"

Changsun Wuji glanced at Changsun Chong, and surprisingly, he didn't get angry. Instead, he stepped forward and grabbed Changsun Chong's hand.

Changsun Chong trembled with fear and almost knelt down:

"Father! I was wrong. I haven't been to Pingkangfang these past two days, I really haven't."

"You scoundrel, why are you mentioning Pingkangfang?"

Changsun Wuji glared at him, then patted his hand with a gentle expression.

"Chong'er, you've finally figured it out."

Changsun Chong was completely bewildered by his father's appearance.

"Father, what do you mean by 'become enlightened'?"

Changsun Wuji looked at his son with satisfaction and continued:

"If the Zheng family girl could enter my Changsun family, that would be a great joy. You seem absurd usually, but I never expected you to have done such a big thing without making a sound."

"A girl from the Zheng family?"

Changsun Chong's mind went blank for a moment, and he immediately remembered the incident at Wangyue Tower.

His calves started to cramp.

"Father, have you misunderstood something?"

Changsun Chong stammered as he began to speak.

"Miss Zheng, she..."

"What's the misunderstanding?"

Changsun Wuji poked his forehead in exasperation.

"That young lady has come to our door. She's the legitimate daughter of one of the five most prestigious families, and normally, young men from those aristocratic families would line up just to get an audience with her. The fact that she took the initiative to come to our residence to find you, what does that say?"

Changsun Chong swallowed hard: "What does that mean?"

"That means she's interested in you."

Changsun Wuji said with absolute certainty.

Changsun Chong was so frightened he almost choked.

How could Zheng Qiuying possibly be interested in him after being scolded by Li Chengqian like that?

This person is definitely looking for trouble.

"Father, it's not what you think. At Wangyue Tower..."

"Alright, alright, stop explaining."

Changsun Wuji wouldn't listen at all.

"I understand what young people do. When we get to the front hall, be smart for me."

No matter what the young lady asks, just agree with her. Show the demeanor of the eldest son of the Duke of Qi's mansion.

After saying that, Changsun Wuji pulled Changsun Chong toward the front hall.

In the lobby.

Zheng Qiuying sat in the guest seat, holding a teacup in her hands.

Today she wore an elegant lily dress. Although it was not overly embellished, it still couldn't hide her refined and otherworldly temperament.

She also did not want to visit Changsun Chong.

But there was nothing she could do; after two days of investigation, she couldn't find out a single clue.

Li Chengqian's image kept swirling in her mind, making her so eager to visit him that she had no choice but to pay him a visit in person.

Hearing footsteps, Zheng Qiuying put down her teacup and stood up.

"Greetings, Duke of Qi."

Zheng Qiuying bowed slightly, displaying impeccable manners.

Changsun Wuji said with a smile:

"Niece Zheng, you're too kind. Your father and I were officials in the same court, so there's no need for such formalities. Please, have a seat."

Changsun Chong hid behind Changsun Wuji, not daring to look up at Zheng Qiuying.

Zheng Qiuying frowned slightly as she looked at Changsun Chong.

"Young Master Changsun, how have you been since we parted at Wangyue Tower?"

Upon hearing this, Changsun Wuji was overjoyed.

Listen to this, we just saw him at Wangyue Tower, and he's already come all the way to our house.

Is her son really that charming?

Seeing that Changsun Chong remained silent, he nudged him with his elbow in frustration and urged him on:

"Speak up, are you mute?"

Changsun Chong forced himself to speak:

"Hello, Ms. Zheng..."

Zheng Qiuying asked bluntly:

"I have come here today with a question that I would like to ask Young Master Changsun for clarification."

"Please speak freely, niece."

Changsun Wuji hurriedly said,

"Although Chong'er is a bit dull usually, he is honest and reliable. If you have any questions, feel free to ask him."

Zheng Qiuying nodded, then looked at Changsun Chong and continued to ask:

"Young Master Changsun, who exactly was the young man who accompanied you at Wangyue Tower that day?"

These words created a strange atmosphere in the front hall.

Changsun Chong froze.

He was afraid this woman would ask this, but she still did.

Changsun Wuji was taken aback.

The young master traveling with me?

He knew all about the shady friends his son usually associated with. Could the eldest daughter of the Zheng family be a hidden young talent who could make her so interested?

That's not right.

Changsun Wuji then realized what was happening.

Zheng Qiuying's question was definitely directed at the person her son had brought.

The two of them must have done something at Wangyue Tower that caught Zheng Qiuying's attention.

How can we let others steal the spotlight at a time like this?

Changsun Wuji immediately gave Changsun Chong frantic winks.

That means: no matter who it is, you have to take the credit. Even if someone else wrote the poem, you have to say you bought it.

Changsun Chong was almost driven to tears by his father's winking and grimacing.

Father, is it something that can be claimed by anyone without permission?

If I were to fraudulently claim Li Chengqian's poems and that little devil found out, what good would it do me?

"Young Master Changsun?"

Seeing that Changsun Chong remained silent, Zheng Qiuying raised her voice slightly.

"That young master's poem overwhelmed the talented scholars of Chang'an, making them unable to lift their heads, and even... even uttering disrespectful words."

Qiu Ying was really curious about when such a person had appeared in Chang'an City.

Since Young Master Changsun calls him cousin, he must know his background.

Upon hearing this, Changsun Wuji's eyes lit up even more.

Well, buddy, so you went there to cause trouble. Good for you, you managed to cause a scene.

He nudged Changsun Chong again, then coughed twice and said:

"Chong'er! Miss Zheng is asking you a question."

Your so-called cousin is just a distant relative you casually mention.

Is that the poem you usually teach him?

Changsun Chong almost knelt down because of Changsun Wuji's words.

Zheng Qiuying frowned as she looked at the strange behavior of the father and son and said:

"Duke of Qi, that young master is exceptionally talented in literature and has an extraordinary demeanor; he is by no means an ordinary distant relative."

"Young Master Changsun, if you have any unspeakable difficulties, please speak frankly. Qiuying will never reveal them to anyone."

Changsun Wuji was anxious. How could he let the duck that was already in his mouth fly away?

He grabbed Changsun Chong by the collar and threatened him:

"You piece of trash! Quickly admit that you wrote that poem, or I'll break your legs."

Left with no other choice, Changsun Chong closed his eyes and shouted loudly:

"Stop asking! That's His Highness the Crown Prince!!!"

Changsun Wuji was stunned, and he loosened his grip on Changsun Chong's hand.

"What...what did you say?"

Changsun Chong opened his eyes and shouted in a defiant manner:

"I said that was His Highness the Crown Prince."

The current crown prince is Li Chengqian.

He was the one who wrote the poem at Wangyue Tower, he was the one who forced Cui Hao to crawl between his legs, and he was the one who cursed Miss Zheng.