Reborn as Powerful Minister's Beloved
Chapter 142 Second Update

Chapter 142: Chapter 142 Second Update

"Your Highness, able to lift a stone table weighing three hundred catties," Wen Zan said. Did that stone table really weigh three hundred catties? It probably did.

Zheng Haoyuan didn’t care about these details and was excitedly about to go up on stage, but Wen Zan panicked and held Zheng Haoyuan back.

"Your Highness, you mustn’t, you mustn’t, this creature is still untamed and dangerous."

Zheng Haoyuan glanced at Wen Zan and didn’t get angry. Untamed? That made sense, as his cousin had initially mentioned it was a Savage. Once tamed, wouldn’t it become obedient?

"Alright, you quickly tame it— no, I’ll take it back to the Imperial Palace and tame it myself," Zheng Haoyuan said excitedly.

Wen Zan showed a troubled expression, but he dared not refuse.

"Your Highness, shall we move on to see something else?" Wen Zan asked, feeling unnerved and breathless with this creature around.

Zheng Haoyuan was pleased, then noticed a few of his colleagues behind him had turned pale with fright. He snorted coldly inside, useless things, merely occupying a body without function; how could his cousin fancy such?

Zheng Haoyuan was delighted to see the Savage being taken away and locked in an iron cage. He then leisurely returned to his seat, and Wen Zan clapped his hands. Behind the stage, doors slowly opened and out walked an elegantly pacing young lady. The young lady came to a halt, and after a brief silence, the soft sounds of strings and bamboo floated from afar, and the young lady began singing in a voice as clear and melodious as an oriole, piercing straight to the soul. Inside the grand hall, the steady and soothing music made the listeners’ hearts soar with the young lady’s tune.

Wen Zan leaned back in his chair, his eyes half-closed as he immersed himself in the young lady’s singing. Zheng Haoyuan lowered his head, picking up a piece of food, showing little interest in the singing. He was more interested in the exceptionally handsome man mentioned by Wen Zan. As a man, Zheng Haoyuan was confident in his own appearance, just as he was with his treasured toys. Now that someone had mentioned something even more precious and rare for him, Zheng Haoyuan was naturally curious.

Wen Zan had initially enjoyed the young lady’s singing immensely, having spent considerable efforts to find such a melodiously voiced girl, who also possessed such high musical talent that he had spent many years training.

However, there was not a single one among the audience who could appreciate it. The offspring of the Aristocratic Gentry Clans were cultivated with money and resources others couldn’t obtain.

While people like Shen Houmu and Mu Qingfeng, children of impoverished families who had buried themselves in their studies, could only perceive that the young lady’s singing was excessively pleasing to the ear without providing a more professional critique.

Zheng Haoyuan could recognize that objects that made it to his presence were either the best or even better than the best. Raised from a young age amidst such refinement, he naturally possessed a higher standard than all, finding merit in the young lady’s voice, yet not enough to capture his full attention.

Seeing this, Wen Zan waved his hand and the young lady slowly retreated. The wooden door opened once more, and the audience saw a figure slowly approaching behind the door – neither the slight build of a woman nor the terrifying bulk of the first giant to appear, but a man...

Shen Houmu was slightly startled, merely glancing once at the man who walked out made him feel uneasy. He had heard some things about the Zheng Capital’s circles, and this man...

From that glance, Shen Houmu could see that this man was excessively handsome, lacking the robust charm of a man and the coquettish allure of a woman, but as a man, he was a one-in-a-million, celestial being, and as a woman, even his unintentionally delicate steps carried a mysteriously perfect blend of yin and yang.

Mu Qingfeng looked down, daring not to look any longer.

Lu Xingze was dazed, staring as the man walked from behind the stage to the front, feeling a sense that prevented him from making any judgment.

Zheng Haoyuan watched the man who walked out, feeling a strange sense of familiarity in just a moment’s time.

Wen Zan’s admiring gaze fell upon the man, always finding the men of Nanzheng State too tall and with too few styles in their clothing accessories, wanting to find a type that could both highlight the man’s spirit and bring out the richness in exquisite garments.

The first time Wen Zan laid eyes on the man before him, he felt this way, and in just half a month of coaching, the results were even better than he had imagined.

"Your Highness, what do you think?" Wen Zan sincerely wanted to praise, but aside from Zheng Haoyuan, really no one else could regard his hobby with such calm.

"Isn’t this outfit a bit too flashy?" Zheng Haoyuan frowned, although he was indifferent to Wen Zan’s hobbies, his cousin seemed to like them, and besides, the things he himself liked were also quite special, so, perhaps everyone has some odd hobbies.

"Your Highness, the lapel has been embroidered with gold thread, the gold paired with the black heavy silk highlights mystery, stability, and avoids monotony," Wen Zan spoke softly. "Your Highness, it’s not just about the clothes, look at that man, isn’t he better than the four behind him?"

Zheng Haoyuan was slightly startled, the man indeed was... unforgettable at first sight.

If his cousin saw this man, how could she still take an interest in the four men behind him, so wouldn’t this matchmaking turn into a mess?

In an instant, Zheng Haoyuan changed his mind, even betting big on the feasibility of his own idea.

His cousin was a royally-born Commandery Princess, even if not as noble as a princess, she was still Prince Duan’s only scion; why should she marry someone so lacking, he did not want his cousin to marry; she was so precious, just like those rare treasures and extraordinary oddities he collected, none should leave him.

Zheng Haoyuan’s eyes narrowed slightly, and Wen Zan felt jubilant inside, sensing he had found a kindred spirit.

Previously, he often heard about Zheng Haoyuan’s eccentric personality, and only he could understand how painful it was to have a hobby not favored by others, like the Fourth Prince’s fondness for venomous snakes and monsters, and his own for those humble needlework and embroidery, but obsession was the same, no matter the subject.

"The king thinks he deserves better garments," Zheng Haoyuan spoke, and Wen Zan looked towards Zheng Haoyuan, puzzled.

...

Zheng Nianru waited for two days, during which time Nian Xia and Xue Liu finished cutting the fabric, and Zheng Nianru decided to do it herself, as it had been a long time since she had the inclination to personally make something.

At this time, Ju Nanyi had not yet mastered the painting techniques of those patterns, having such a product was already rare, still showing some initial rawness and unfamiliarity, but it surprisingly made the patterns more spirited.

Zheng Nianru waited another day, growing somewhat unhappy.

She sent Xing Yu to Chenhe Hall, Zheng Haoyuan’s people moved faster, finding Wen Zan within an hour.

Wen Zan was startled, nearly forgetting such a matter, and immediately went to look for Ju Nanyi. But after going twice, he still hadn’t met Scholar Ju.

"Young Master Wen, Scholar Ju has left the city, having gone with the Right Metropolitan Censor Lord Wu to Weixing Mountain, to bring back an Earthly Treasure for Master Hui Yi," Wen Zan frowned, having left the city and for such a task, how long would it take him to return.

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