Xie Shang waved his hand and said boldly: "There is no shortage of money. Manager Zhang is confident and bold in the renovation. The entrance ticket will only be one hundred taels of silver. Food, drink and entertainment will also count, and we will make a lot of money every day."

Manager Zhang and Fengxian's eyes almost popped out. The tickets were only one hundred taels of silver. I'm afraid only fools would enter.

However, the master said this, and they had nothing to do. The two of them took the design drawings and looked at them.

Xie Chang was about to take a stroll around Qingquan Mountain when he suddenly heard a faint sound coming from the mountain next door. Xie Chang asked casually.

“Is there someone partying on the hill next door?”

Butler Zhang looked up at Xie Chang and replied: "It seems that some moon teahouse is writing a memorial to the imperial concubine?"

Xie Shang was drinking tea and sprayed it directly.

Jinque and Yinliu on one side quickly stepped forward to wipe her clothes.

Butler Zhang's old face changed. He was in trouble, but he didn't say anything wrong.

Xie Chang stood up and pointed to the mountain next door in disbelief and asked Butler Zhang: "You said they were writing memorials to the imperial concubine on the mountain next door?"

She was here fine, but they actually wrote a memorial to her. Of course, she didn't blame them for this.

What made her angry was that these people clearly wanted to step on her to ascend to the throne, and they had to write a proper memorial to honor the imperial concubine, but they were not just for His Majesty to see.

Haha, this is because she has been dead for two years, so she thinks their opportunity has come, so they want to take advantage of it to gain power?

It's a pity that she is back.

Xie Chang decided to come back and live a good life with Xiao Lin, but he didn't intend to give these little goblins a chance.

So she decided to go to the mountain next door to take a good look at these little fairies worshiping her: "Let's go to Meiwan next door for a walk."

Xie Shang opened his mouth, and Jinque and Yinliu responded: "Yes, Master."

If Ziyu and Lanyu were here, they would immediately see that their master was trying to cause trouble. Unfortunately, Jinque and Yinliu had just arrived at Xie Chang's side and were not familiar with the imperial concubine's master.

So after hearing what she said, I thought she was simply angry and wanted to go over and have a look.

The two of them were actually very annoyed. The imperial concubine was still alive. What kind of memorial should be written? If His Majesty found out, he might not know how to deal with them.

These white lotuses want to step on the empress and ascend to the throne.

A group of people descended from Qingquan Mountain and headed straight for Meiwan.

Although there were people guarding the foot of Meiwan Mountain, when they saw Xie Shang's carriage, they thought they were also from the Yue Tea House, so they readily let them go up the mountain.

As soon as Xie Chang and others got off the carriage and walked to Mei Wan's door, they heard a mournful sound of worship coming from inside Mei Wan.

"It has been seven days since I heard that you were mourned. The whole city is mourning. Now I am writing a memorial to tell your soul in heaven. You were smart when you were young. Your relatives at home love you..."

Xie Chang had a dark look on her face when she heard this. She had been smart since she was young. She hadn't entered the palace before. Who in the capital didn't scold her for being arrogant and domineering? Now she was said to be smart when she was young? She worked hard to get into the palace.

Xie Shang led people all the way in? He followed the voice and walked forward.

In the middle of the exquisite courtyard, an incense table is set up, an incense burner is lit, and a stick of incense is lit in the burner. In front of the incense table, a woman with gentle eyebrows is reciting a memorial inscription with a sad face.

The rest of them stood behind him and bowed their heads, listening sadly to the woman reciting the memorial inscription.

Xie Chang looked at all this and thought it was funny. Each one acted as if they were real. What if it were their parents and brothers who were being worshiped here today? She would still be moved a little bit.

In the end, she was worshiped as an arrogant and domineering concubine? But before she knew it, she didn't allow these women to enter the palace? They hated her to death.

However, Xie Chang was quite familiar with these women.

Because she has been away from Beijing for two years? It turns out that most of the ladies around her age are married, but now these people should be the rising ladies, all of them fifteen or sixteen years old.
Chapter completed!