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Chapter 196 Prince Duan's Brother-in-Law

"It's all nonsense that they say it's for the sake of nighttime security. But the common people have their own ways. Generally, those with yards can be ignored, and those without yards can basically just skip the window paper in the summer." The skinny monkey took over the conversation, and the waiter retreated.

"What about the 'dirty water tax'?" Zhou Chang asked again.

My three views have been shattered. I never thought that the window tax really means not allowing windows to be opened at will. It's a pity that someone could think of this.

The thin monkey knew everything after hearing this: "This should be to prevent people from dumping dirty water at will. I don't know the details, but it seems that now it is collected once a year, and only in big cities like Jindu does this rule exist."

In ancient times, there were no sewers and people were not allowed to dump dirty water. So where were they supposed to dispose of it?

"Is this going to allow people to survive? Only a very evil person can come up with such an idea." Zhou Chang really couldn't help but complain.

The skinny monkey shrugged, "There's nothing we can do. There were many in the past, but the past two years have been particularly severe. It's mainly because of this war. After the Chinese New Year, the war lasted for three whole years. Wars cost money, and the court doesn't care who wants to go when it's short of money. So there are many reasons, but it's the common people who suffer anyway."

"Prices are already soaring, and if this continues..." Zhou Chang was about to say something when suddenly a man came up from the side and walked up the steps of the teahouse.

The man walked with a square step. He was short and dressed in a long, loose-fitting dark green brocade robe and a thick black fox cloak. It looked like a child wearing adult clothes that could not be held up at all.

The little guy saw Zhou Chang at the same time and raised his eyebrows: "Hey, isn't this His Royal Highness Prince Yi? Why is he standing here?"

Zhou Chang was stunned. There was nothing in Prince Yi's memory at all.

The short man was in his twenties, with no beard on his face. He bowed slightly and said arrogantly, "It seems that Your Highness Prince Yi is a noble man who forgets things easily. I am Qiu Yin, and Princess Duan is my sister."

Prince Duan’s brother-in-law?

Looking at it this way, that pair of droopy eyes does look somewhat similar to Princess Duan, Qiu.

Before, Zhou Chang had only seen Princess Duan, who had a pair of eyes that looked up. He thought that she, like Prince Duan, only had her eyes on the top of her head, and he even secretly thought that the two looked like a couple.

Today, I met Qiu's younger brother and realized that the pair of droopy eyes were natural.

"Ah..." Zhou Chang uttered an "ah" and had nothing to say afterwards.

"Why is His Royal Highness Prince Yi standing here?" Qiu Yin had to look up to see Zhou Chang's face.

"The teahouse says they don't have private rooms." Zhou Chang said perfunctorily.

I don't like Prince Duan, and I also don't like his brother-in-law, especially his short stature and droopy eyes, which always gives people the feeling of a rat biting someone.

What's more, when Qiu Yin was speaking, his eyelids moved up and down intentionally or unintentionally, and his intention to observe and evaluate was obvious.

"Tsk..." Qiu Yin sneered without disguising his laughter, and stretched out his hands and clapped twice.

The teahouse owner suddenly appeared out of nowhere and said, "Hey, Mr. Qiu, why are you here?"

"Prepare the private room on the second floor for me. I will entertain guests in a while." Qiu Yin said this to the shopkeeper, his sidelong glance never leaving Zhou Chang.

"Yes, yes, Mr. Qiu, please come in." The shopkeeper personally invited Qiu Yin to the second floor and shouted inside, "Hey, go up and clean up Room C on the second floor."

"Hey, here I come." The guy behind answered.

Qiu Yin brushed past Zhou Chang, smiled contemptuously, and went straight up the stairs. After taking two steps, he turned back and looked down at him: "Ah, Your Highness Prince Yi, I forgot one thing. I heard that Prince Xian was defeated and retreated to Maicheng. Perhaps Your Highness doesn't know this news yet?"

His drooping eyes were like a second mouth, staring at Zhou Chang's face intently, clearly wanting to see a joke.

"So what?" Zhou Chang felt like he was punched in the chest and took it, but his tone was unfriendly.

"Of course I can't do anything. I'm just kindly reminding Your Highness. Thinking of the bet between Your Highness and His Majesty..., hehe, if Your Highness loses..." Qiu Yin deliberately dragged out the last word, turned around and walked upstairs again, while leaving the second half of the sentence, "Now is the time to walk around Jindu City more. I'm afraid there will be no chance in the future."

It is not the behavior of a gentleman to show off one's ability by talking, but Zhou Chang now wants to take direct action.

Qiu Yin went up to the second floor, turned around, and stood by the fence, not much taller than the fence: "Oh, I'm really sorry, I could have invited Your Highness to sit in my box, but unfortunately I have something important to discuss later, so it's really inconvenient."

"Your Highness Prince Yi?" The shopkeeper finally reacted. He looked at Zhou Chang and then at Qiu Yin, and suddenly he was at a loss as to what to do.

Zhou Chang never paid much attention to his clothes. Today, he went out wearing the same blue-gray brocade silk embroidered cotton robe that he usually wore at home, without even a fur vest over it.

Compared with Qiu Yin, he seems to be slightly inferior no matter how you look at it.

"Hmph, get out of my sight as soon as possible." Zhou Chang stood with his hands behind his back, turned around and looked outside the door, not wanting to even glance at Qiu Yin.

If she hadn't been waiting for Yuan Qi, she would have wanted to leave long ago.

"That's right. I should have thought of that when I saw Your Highness selling rice just now," Qiu Yin said condescendingly, "Alas... I am kindly reminding you that this is one of the best teahouses in Jindu City. The food is very expensive. The minimum consumption for a private room is one hundred taels of silver. Private rooms are not open to the public during extraordinary times. Haha... Your Highness Prince Yi should understand. There is no need to embarrass the store owner."

Zhou Chang was wondering how he knew that he was exchanging rice for silver.

Could this person be following her on purpose?

Qiu Yin was probably bored and kept making sarcastic remarks: "By the way, I haven't asked Your Highness why he sold rice. Do you think the war situation in North Vietnam is getting urgent? Are you afraid that you will lose the bet and are preparing to move in advance? Haha..."

The less Zhou Chang said, the more he went too far.

"Come down if you have the guts." Zhou Chang couldn't help it.

Compared with the tall stature of Prince Yi Fengming, the short guy is simply not worth mentioning.

The skinny monkey grabbed him from behind and reminded him in a low voice: "My Lord, this man is not only the younger brother of Princess Duan, but also the only legitimate son of Lord Qiu."

"So what?" Zhou Chang was already furious.

The skinny monkey blinked his eyes and said, "It's not a big deal, but he's so small that he's like a dumpling. If he gets hurt, I'm afraid I'll have to pay for it. Then I'll not only feel pain in my hands, but also heartache."

"Well..." Zhou Chang had to swallow his anger for the sake of the silver.

"Why is Your Highness standing at the door?" Yuan Qi Qingyue's voice suddenly came from outside, followed by the chief steward He Xihe.

Yuan Qi had taken off his veil hat at some point and put on the hood of his white fox fur coat, covering most of his face but making his exposed fair skin look even brighter.

Zhou Chang's eyes were fixed uncontrollably, and Prince Yi's body froze.

Suddenly, she realized that she might also be in need of a fur coat.

"Oh, Manager He, why are you here?" The shopkeeper greeted him warmly, but he had never seen Yuan Qi before.

He Xi directly ordered: "Shopkeeper Lu, go and open the Yuezi store on the third floor, and bring up another pot of 'Golden Tripod Yunmeng'."

Yuan Qi made a gesture of invitation to Zhou Chang: "Your Highness Prince Yi, please come upstairs and have a chat." "Luck is all about luck;

When three people walk together, there must be three of them;”