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Yun Qingyu stood up and said, "Your useless brother has caused enough trouble for Prince Rong's Residence. As his elder brother, you should take responsibility and discipline him."
Yun Xuanyi let out a sudden sigh of relief and replied, "Yes."
Yun Qingyu nodded slowly and continued, "You just said that an elder brother is like a father. Since you have failed in your duties as an elder brother, you should kneel here for a night. This Palace is one that rewards merit and punishes mistakes; remember that."
Though it is said that a child’s misdeeds are the father’s fault, Yun Qingyu did not want to summon the royal elders to kneel, so it was only right for Yun Xuanyi to bear the consequences.
Yun Xuanyi's tense nerves finally relaxed as he exhaled softly and murmured, "I will remember."
Yun Qingyu calmly instructed the steward, "Go out and inform those princes that the Heir of the Rong Prince's Mansion is kneeling here in This Palace, pleading for his brother. Tell them to return for now; we can discuss matters tomorrow morning."
The steward accepted the order, hurriedly bowed, and immediately went to carry it out.
Yun Qingyu then turned and gracefully walked toward the back garden, with Xin Yao silently following behind.
A gentle-looking young man in a thin robe, Chu Lingchuan, encountered the elegantly poised Hong Yu.
Yun Lingchuan paused for a moment, a faint smile appearing on his lips as he slightly nodded in acknowledgment. Hong Yu immediately adopted an air of superiority, tilting her chin slightly as she confidently brushed past him.
Yun Lingchuan couldn’t help but look back, a hint of melancholy flashing in his eyes as he sighed inwardly: Though we are of similar age and status, some can live leisurely due to their beauty while I must tirelessly travel the world managing business affairs without rest.
Inside the Pavilion, four attendants watched Chu Lingchuan's retreating figure, deep in thought.
"Yun is the royal surname in Western Chu; this person should not be the heir of the Western Chu clan."
Shen Zhongjing furrowed his brows as he watched Yun Lingchuan check into the West Courtyard. It was late, and he was still heading out. He thought to himself, "This indicates that His Highness trusts him, allowing him to come and go freely from Princess Manor, and he must have other places to stay in the imperial city of Western Qi."
A sudden realization struck Shen Zhongjing, and he straightened up excitedly. "I know who he is! The most renowned red-roofed merchant in the Nine Provinces Continent, with the surname Yun. His business influence spans the entire realm, involving a wide array of industries, including ironware, warhorses, and weapons. These are directly related to the courts of various nations, and he controls the business concerning warfare."
Qilin remained silent for a moment before speaking. "He is one of us."
Shen Zhongjing carefully analyzed Yun Lingchuan's identity: the most prominent red-roofed merchant in the Nine Provinces Continent, controlling all warfare-related businesses in the courts of various nations.
After hearing this, Qilin fell silent for a moment before responding, "He is one of us."
Wen Zhan slowly shook his head and said, "I do not know him."
Qilin glanced at him with a hint of mockery. "You, a frail scholar who only reads Confucian classics, naturally wouldn't know him. I have only heard his name; I have never met him in person."
Shen Zhongjing solemnly added, "The person just now is the only son of the Family Head Chu. This is a golden thigh—an opportunity adorned with gold and jade; we must hold on tight."
Qilin leaned against the Pavilion and laughed carefreely.
As the ancients said, wealth cannot corrupt one's morals, and poverty cannot sway one's integrity. Qilin straightened his back and declared loudly, "I am Qi, a man of principle and honor."
Wen Zhan also raised his gaze to look at everyone and said earnestly, "A scholar cannot bow for mere five pecks of rice."
He paused for a moment and said, "If it weren't for the fact that we've all been together for so long, I might have actually believed you."
Shen Zhongjing scoffed, "What makes you bend the knee now isn't just a handful of rice; it's a fortune that rivals mountains of gold and silver. So, are you going to cling to this thigh or not?"
Qiling chuckled, "Our little group of concubines really is quite harmonious."
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