The Whole Dynasty Spoils the Tyrant's Beloved Youngest Daughter-Chapter 293: Withdrew His Hand

"This..." Jun Ning was speechless for a moment, then said, "This is not about the silver..." No one would want to take on the task of killing themselves, no matter how much they loved money.

Because... it’s a bit unlucky...

Jun Ning didn’t want to get involved with this bad luck.

Zhang Zihao didn’t know Jun Ning’s real reason for not accepting the task. He assumed the little black ball considered him a mere child, fearing he couldn’t come up with that much money, so she didn’t mention it.

He snorted in defiance, pulling out a thick stack of silver notes from his chest, though it was unclear how much they were worth in total.

Zhang Zihao brazenly showed the denominations of the silver notes to Jun Ning, "... Look, little black ball, one note is worth a hundred taels of silver. With these on me, I have at least ten thousand taels. With this much money, can I not do this business?"

Jun Ning was slightly stunned seeing the denominations displayed by Zhang Zihao, "......"

This snot-nosed kid seemed to be even richer than her.

She thought with all the rewards she received from Emperor Yongning over the years, she must be the richest child in the land.

But unexpectedly, there’s always someone better out there!

Jun Ning dared not be prideful anymore.

However, Jun Ning had a doubt.

Is the Duke’s mansion really that wealthy? A child can casually bring out silver notes worth tens of thousands.

Ten thousand taels of silver, enough for an ordinary family to spend for several generations?

Zhang Zihao had no clue about the shock in Jun Ning’s heart. He looked at Jun Ning and frowned, "Are you going to say something? Is your mouth sewn shut? I’ve been asking you questions forever, and you won’t respond?"

Jun Ning still did not reply.

Zhang Zihao suddenly felt that since Jun Ning had no reaction to so many silver notes, she probably wasn’t the decision-maker, just a small fry, which is why she didn’t speak at length.

"Forget it, you’re just a small fry, why am I questioning you? Since we’ve arrived at the Qianji Pavilion, I may as well take the money in and ask the Pavilion’s steward directly!"

Zhang Zihao and Jun Yang both let out a snort and left.

Left behind, Jun Ning muttered, "Arrived?"

Indeed, they had!

In the past, the Qianji Pavilion barely had any presence and was almost devoid of people. Now, even just the entrance was built magnificently.

The bright red walls in the dark night looked mysterious yet romantic, and fiery red lanterns hung on both sides of the entrance. Above the lanterns, there was a huge plaque with the words ’Qianji Pavilion’ written on it in vigorous strokes.

The handwriting was forceful and mighty, not something an ordinary person could muster.

Those who understood the art would no doubt be overwhelmed with imagination, wondering who the owner of Qianji Pavilion might be, to manage such formidable and grand lettering?

Of course, Jun Ning was unaware of the shock others felt seeing the words ’Qianji Pavilion’.

Once she realized it, she briefly glanced up at the words ’Qianji Pavilion’, took out the pavilion’s land deed from her pocket, showed it to the servant at the door, and went in directly.

This time she was in disguise again.

She feared being stopped at the door again, so she took the land deed with her on purpose when she left.

The guards at the entrance recognized the land deed right away. As soon as they saw Jun Ning flash the deed, they respectfully let her in.

Jun Ning entered quickly, following closely on the heels of Zhang Zihao and Jun Yang. However, after she followed them in, she did not see the two of them. It took asking several people before she found out where they had gone.

They had gone to the main pavilion of Qianji Pavilion to discuss matters and receive assignments.

Ye Ying was already attending to them.

Alright then!

Jun Ning didn’t manage to catch up, missing just by a step.

She was uncertain if Ye Ying would accept the task?

Jun Ning anxiously waited for a long time but still didn’t see Ye Ying and the two finishing their discussion and coming out. Unable to bear waiting any longer, she took over the tray from the serving maid who came to refill the tea, heading toward the main pavilion.

The serving maid was momentarily stunned when her tray was snatched, and after coming to her senses, she quickly chased after Jun Ning, displeased, "Hey, who are you? Why are you suddenly snatching things from people’s hands?"

Jun Ning turned and said, "The young waves of the Yangtze River push the old waves."

The serving maid reflexively responded, "The old waves die on the beach."

This was a code phrase; whenever the Pavilion Master or head steward said the first sentence, any serving maid or boy within the Qianji Pavilion could answer with the second.

But, the guards were an exception.

Ye Ying was wary of the guards’ big mouths and feared they might unintentionally expose the code phrase to passersby. So, they were never taught this phrase.

The serving maid’s quick response to the phrase made her immediately realize who the person was. She dared not question further and quickly withdrew.

Jun Ning carried the tea set inside.

As soon as she entered, she was recognized by Zhang Zihao. Angrily pointing at her, he said to Ye Ying, "It’s this ungrateful little black ball. I said I wanted to do business with your Qianji Pavilion and even brought out a stack of silver notes, but she didn’t want to."

This was... a complaint?

Jun Ning coldly laughed, looking at Zhang Zihao and Jun Yang.

Jun Yang, lacking the funds and thus not having much confidence, had barely spoken a word from beginning to end and stood quietly beside Zhang Zihao, letting him do the talking.

Zhang Zihao was indeed highly arrogant.

Jun Ning really wanted to say: On my territory, how dare you act so arrogantly!

But the words got caught in her throat, and she swallowed them back.

She looked at Ye Ying.

Upon seeing her, Ye Ying was initially taken aback for a second but quickly recognized who this little black ball was disguised as — Jun Ning.

Every time Jun Ning came to Qianji Pavilion, she would be in disguise, rarely using her true appearance. At first, Ye Ying couldn’t distinguish her, but over time, he figured out a method.

Any stranger seen in Qianji Pavilion could potentially be Jun Ning in disguise.

He only needed to carefully observe the stranger’s behavior and accessories to determine if it was Jun Ning.

Jun Ning’s eyes were always bright and spirited, and she loved the color green, liking to wear a string of green beads on her wrist even in disguise. Just watching for bright, lively eyes and a green bead string on their wrist was enough to identify Jun Ning.

At this moment, Ye Ying confirmed the stranger was indeed Jun Ning.

Seeing the teapot in Jun Ning’s hand, he wanted to say, "Pavilion Master, it would be better if I did this, you just rest comfortably..."

His hand was already reaching out, but seeing the cold gaze Jun Ning shot in his direction, he quickly pulled back his hand, swallowing everything he wanted to say, and sat properly in the main seat.

He allowed Jun Ning to bring the replenished tea forward, personally handing it to him...