"When it comes to the young prince, the first thing everyone thinks of is the prince's son, Zilu. Are you used to living under the prince's name?" Mr. Zhang asked with a smile.
Except for Mr. Zhang, probably no one would dare to speak to the young prince in this tone, which also shows the degree of familiarity between the two.
There are two types of acquaintances, one is that we always meet each other for food and drink and we become familiar with each other, the other is that we meet once every few years or even ten years, but every time we meet, it makes people happy, and the beautiful feeling will stay in the heart for a long time.
He's a half-confidant.
Mr. Zhang and Prince Zilu belong to the latter group.
"Brother Zhang still understands people's hearts. This is why I have worked hard all these years." The young prince drank a cup of tea and said, "It's so delicious. No wonder Brother Zhang doesn't drink the tea in the shop."
"It doesn't mean that I can understand everyone's heart. Not to mention those who are far away, but there is one person right in front of me, but I can't understand her." Mr. Zhang thought for a while and said.
"I don't know what kind of strange woman it is that Brother Zhang can't figure out. Fortunately, you don't want to eat without tea, and you don't feel hungry or thin." The young prince joked.
"How can you tell it's a woman?" Mr. Zhang asked.
"If you are a man, the look in your eyes just now shows that you have a broken arm. Am I still safe now?"
The two laughed and drank tea.
Another pleasant meeting.
"Zilu, you have indulged in flowers and willows alleys for many years, but have you ever found the right person?" Mr. Zhang asked.
"Brother Zhang, you are alone, and I am indulgent. In the end, we are still alone." Zilu's words speak for themselves. There is really no woman in the world who can make him curious, as if just a glance
He saw clearly that although he knew many women, no one could touch the nerve in his heart.
If the nerves are not touched, there will be no emotion.
"It's hard to find a close friend, so it's better to drink tea." Mr. Zhang said.
"Brother Zhang, why don't you tell me about that strange woman of yours, and let me help you figure it out." Zilu was quite interested.
"She..." Mr. Zhang didn't know where to start for a while. Every time he saw Bai Haitang, he had an unpredictable feeling, especially the weird thoughts in her heart, which were different from ordinary women.
It is different whether she is a country girl or a lady.
"She seems to be another person, and she seems to come from another world..." Mr. Zhang said to himself.
"Oh?" Zilu really wanted to help Brother Zhang share his worries.
"Look at that, that's the cloth she dyed." Mr. Zhang pointed to the sign hanging on the embroidery building outside the window, which is Haitang Dyeing House.
"Begonia Dyeing House." Prince Zilu read out loud.
"Exactly."
"It's not common for women to dye cloth. The color looks very fashionable, and it's almost the same as what comes from the dyeing houses in the capital." Zilu added, "I think she dyed your clothes too."
"Not only that, even this chrysanthemum honey tea is made by her." Mr. Zhang said with a smile. I don't know when, but he has always been surrounded by Bai Haitang's doings.
"Let's not talk about this anymore. I won't be able to explain it for a while. But Zilu, why are you here? I'm afraid it's not just for leisure. You are a busy man in the Ministry of War." Mr. Zhang asked.
"To tell you the truth, Brother Zhang, I also came here for a woman." Prince Zilu took another sip of tea. The tea became more and more fragrant as he drank. The more he drank, anyone would fall in love with it.
"Then I would like to know what kind of woman Zi Lu followed all the way." Mr. Zhang was very interested.