The caravan's journey was not slow. After twenty days, Elijah and Gavin finally arrived at the Prince of Zhennan's Palace.
Mingyi led his subordinates to meet them outside the city, and naturally they had to pay their respects and greet them. Then Gavin summoned the officials who stayed behind, asked them about government affairs, and gave them some gifts, which made them all happy.
Zhu Zizhen became a very busy man, for no other reason than that his relatives from his hometown came to give him gifts and ask him about the information about the salt tax in some subtle ways.
"Uncle, the princess is about to pass away. My father and elders have prepared some small gifts to celebrate her birthday. However, we are low-ranking merchants and do not have the honor to pay our respects to her." Zhu Liming held the warm tea, bowed and offered it, smiling, "Could you please present these gifts to the princess?"
Zhu Zizheng, wearing a light blue tulle casual gown, sat upright, took the tea with a smile, and turned his eyes to look at Zhu Liming, "You." He sighed, took a sip of tea, smacked his lips, and left Zhu Liming alone for a long while. He pointed to the mahogany chair below, and waited for Zhu Liming to sit down before saying, "You are pretending to be filial to the princess, but you really want to get in touch with the prince."
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