The man she imprisoned was a white-skinned

It has always been so easy to shift public opinion. A few words from Meng Xuanhe and Zhang Qing instantly turned the entire situation around.

The people from Jinxiang Pavilion were also mixed in the crowd. Seeing this, they gritted their teeth and left in a hurry.

"You caused a riot and falsely accused and slandered me, Chenxiangji. You'd better go to the government office. After fifty lashes, I don't know if you can still move your legs." Meng Xuanhe leaned over and said to the panicked and dazed boy on the ground.

The young man in rough clothes who had been supporting the actor before also stood there in a daze, as if he had not expected the reversal to come so quickly.

As soon as Meng Xuanhe said this, everyone understood immediately. It turned out that she was the owner of Chenxiangji, the one who never showed up on weekdays.

The young man just turned around and looked at the crowd. The people from Jinxiang Pavilion had long disappeared, and it seemed that they were going to abandon him. He was paid for doing the work, and now that the matter was exposed, he did not hide it anymore and exposed Jinxiang Pavilion.

"Boss, it doesn't matter how you deal with Song He. Song He came here to do business because he received money from Jinxiang Pavilion."

The truth had been revealed, and Song He breathed a sigh of relief. He could only get the money from Jinxiang Pavilion after completing the task, but he didn't expect that he still couldn't bear it.

"It turned out that Jinxiang Pavilion used such despicable means."

"His family's prices are high, and they have monopolized the entire incense-making industry in Bianjing City. Seeing that Chenxiangji's business is booming, they actually use this method."

The people were whispering.

"No wonder there are so many incense shops opening in Bianjing City, but troubles keep happening."

Before Meng Xuanhe took over the shop, the original owner was persecuted by Jinxiang Pavilion and had to leave the shop.

So, everyone turned around and threw the eggs and vegetable leaves in their hands towards Jinxiang Pavilion.

A man in white was walking in the street. He saw the disaster in Jinxiang Pavilion and walked over.

"What happened?" He was dressed in white clothes, as white as snow, and his figure was as beautiful as a jade tree. His hair fluttered in the wind, and his eyebrows were calm and elegant.

"Manor Master..." The servant of Jinxiang Pavilion did not hide anything and told the whole matter.

When Meng Xuanhe heard the word "owner of the manor", he looked up at him, a look of surprise on his face.

The owner of Jinxiang Pavilion is actually Yi Huaizhi.

Rather than calling him the Pavilion Master, it would be better to say that Jinxiang Pavilion is just an industry of Sun Moon Villa in Bianjing City. Sun Moon Villa has many businesses, including Shanrentang, Jinxiang Pavilion, Yixiantian, Yubaofei and many other shops in the capital.

Naturally, these shops were not run by him personally, but by people from Sun Moon Villa.

He happened to come to Bianjing City today and saw this scene.

The common people all knew this handsome man, the owner of Sun Moon Villa was kindhearted. Not only did he help the poor and provide disaster relief many times, but Shanren Hall also treated poor people for free.

Seeing him coming, everyone's anger dissipated for the most part, and no one threw eggs at Jinxiang Pavilion anymore.

"Master Yi." Meng Xuanhe hesitated for a moment, but still called him.

She was wearing makeup that concealed her features, which was slightly different from before. She didn't know if Yi Huaizhi could recognize her.

"It's you." Yi Huaizhi turned to look at her after hearing her words. After seeing Meng Xuanhe, the corners of his lips curled up gently, like the pure white lotus on the top of Kunlun Mountain, coated with a layer of golden halo by the warm sun.

"It's Jinxiang Pavilion's fault that they dared to suppress other incense shops. Yi is willing to pay five hundred taels of silver as an apology." Riyue Villa is wealthy and powerful, and they paid the five hundred taels of silver without blinking an eye. "Jinxiang Pavilion has always been managed by Shao Zhao. Is Shao Zhao here?" Yi Huaizhi continued.

"Master." The man named Shao Zhao stepped forward and said timidly.

He was in charge of the Jinxiang Pavilion, and this incident was planned by him. Not only did it cause the trouble of Chenxiangji today, but also the incense shops in Bianjing City in the past were killed by him.

"From today on, you are no longer a member of my Sun Moon Villa." Yi Huaizhi turned the Buddhist beads on his wrist, looked at Meng Xuanhe and said, "Madam Wei will deal with this person."

Meng Xuanhe said, "Then there is no need for the five hundred taels. Shao Zhao can just send it to the government office."

Yi Huaizhi had done her a favor, and she didn't want to pursue the matter.

"From now on, don't cause trouble for Madam Wei again." Yi Huaizhi was rarely serious and gave instructions to everyone in Jinxiang Pavilion.

"Mr. Yi, can you please spare me a moment to talk?" The farce ended and the onlookers dispersed.

When Meng Xuanhe saw Yi Huaizhi, he remembered that the one-month deadline had already expired.

Yi Huaizhi knew what she was thinking, nodded, and followed her into Chenxiangji. The vegetables and fruits that were smashed by everyone were still hanging at the gate of Chenxiangji. Jiarun and Jialang were wiping them, leaving a quiet place for the two of them.

"I came to Beijing today, first to check out the shop, and second to look for you. Unexpectedly, these two things coincided with each other." Yi Huaizhi smiled and took out a jade bottle from his sleeve.

Meng Xuanhe accepted the jade bottle and told him in detail about Xie Lin's recent condition.

After hearing this, Yi Huaizhi picked up a pen and paper and wrote down the prescription. The first prescription was strong, but this time it was much gentler.

After finishing writing, Yi Huaizhi looked at her face.

"I didn't expect that Madam Wei could disguise herself." He said gently, without any sarcasm.

"It's just a simple application of makeup. When a woman is doing business outside, she has to hide her appearance to some extent." Meng Xuanhe knew that his internal strength was not low, so it was no problem for him to see through the makeup on her face.

"Madam Wei, it's always better for you to be cautious." Yi Huaizhi replied.

The two chatted for a while, and Yi Huaizhi left with her.

Jia Lang came up to her and asked, "How come the princess is connected with the owner of Sun Moon Villa?" He was young and couldn't help but be curious.

"The one who has a relationship with him is Wei Suanla, not Meng Xuanhe." She raised her hand, picked up the account book and tapped Jialang lightly. He was the most outspoken, and Meng Xuanhe was afraid that he would call her princess in public.

"Okay, okay." Jialang touched the back of his head and said with a smile.

"After all, the shop still needs to hire more people." Meng Xuanhe touched his chin, as if he remembered something.

As the eldest princess, it was impossible for her to look after the shop every day. Mainly, she had to follow the plot and had no time to make so many incenses, so this matter was handed over to Jiarun and Jialang.

After this incident, Chenxiangji's reputation spread throughout Bianjing. Customers came in an endless stream, and business was booming. Meng Xuanhe personally hired people and examined their abilities.

Among them, Hanxiang and Leyin were the most delicate and were not inferior in making incense. A few more servants were hired to reduce Jiarun and Jialang's busyness. Meng Xuanhe took care of this matter and no longer had to work so hard as before.

Although I still have to do some work and check on weekdays, it is much easier now than the first few days when the shop was opened.

Meng Xuanhe picked up the purple clay teapot on the table and filled the teacup with tea. The pale white hot steam from the spout poured into the cup. She held the teacup with both hands and took a sip. The fragrance of the tea filled her nose.

"Things are finally moving in a good direction."

Outside the window, the earth is springing back to life with new buds sprouting out of the soil. Willow trees with new leaves and branches are swaying in the spring breeze, reflecting the green light and the clear blue sky.