Chapter 7

"Miss, don't hold me back, I'm going to teach this rogue a lesson today!"

Cai Yan, blushing, quickly pulled Lan'er and covered her face as they left the pavilion.

A timeless melody of the Phoenix Seeking the Phoenix, and I played it. What can you do about it! Qin Feng stood up and turned to look, seeing Cai Yan turn her head, a gap in the water sleeves covering her face revealing a hint of shyness in her eyes.

There's a chance! Qin Feng immediately blinked his eyes.

Cai Yan's heart called out in embarrassment, and she quickly turned her head and left.

Qin Feng stroked his chin and muttered, "The electric eyes just now were at a first-class level, a pity there's no director to give pointers." He was a graduate of the drama school, and the amorous glances between lovers were something he had mastered to perfection.

After Lan'er was pulled back to the embroidery building by Cai Yan, she puffed up in anger and said, "Miss, this Qin Zijin is truly despicable. I'll go and report to Master to punish him."

"Stop, Lan'er!" Cai Yan stopped Lan'er and sat down on the chair, recalling. In her mind, there was still Qin Feng's final admiring gaze, clear and pure without a trace of impurity. "This person is definitely not a rogue."

Qin Feng spoke eloquently, was skilled in mathematics, and his lute skills could produce a melody never heard before. These two qualities already put him above the majority of people. In Cai Yan's heart, he was still a learned and talented scholar, and he even played the Phoenix Seeking the Phoenix in front of her.

How could she not know the meaning of the melody? Thinking of this, her face turned bright red.

"Miss, could it be that you've taken a fancy to this Qin Feng?" Lan'er asked, seeing her mistress's expression.

"Go away, you're the one who's taken a fancy to him," Cai Yan said in a coquettish anger.

"You're still lying, your expression clearly shows the affection described in books," Lan'er said.

"What do you know, little girl? I'll make you talk, I'll make you talk." Cai Yan, her secret exposed, stood up in embarrassment and started to tickle Lan'er.

"Hehehe, Miss, please spare me, I won't say it, I won't say it!" Lan'er fell onto the bed, gasping for breath as she begged for mercy.

It seems Miss really has a crush on that Qin Feng! Lan'er thought carefully. Apart from his smooth talk, Qin Feng was quite talented and handsome, a perfect match for her mistress. Being just a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl, it was the first time she saw her mistress develop feelings for a man, so she had the idea of matchmaking. She volunteered, "Miss, this Qin Zijin is smooth-talking, but I'll go and test him to see if he's really talented."

Cai Yan, blushing, said, "You little girl, still talking nonsense!"

"Alright, Miss, there's no need to hide it from me. Leave this matter to me, I'll definitely find out everything about Qin Feng!" Lan'er said and ran out. She was looking forward to her mistress and a young master forming a beautiful story, which would make her the matchmaker. Thinking of this, she was even more determined to make it happen.

Lan'er left the inner quarters and grabbed a servant, asking, "Hey, have you seen Qin Feng?"

"Lan'er, I just saw Manager Qin go to the accounting room!" the servant hurriedly said.

At this moment, Qin Feng had already arrived at the accounting room. He thought there would be colleagues, but found himself alone. Bored, he flipped through the ledger and realized that Cai Yong was not a merchant, and the family only had a few estates. The accounts were simple, recording how many pounds of rice were harvested, how many pounds of mountain goods were collected, and how many pounds were left after consumption.

Damn, all addition, subtraction, multiplication, and division. Qin Feng found it boring and stopped paying attention to the accounts, sitting at the desk to drink tea and think. "Judging by Wenji's final gaze, there's a lot of potential. I have to work hard. Hehe!" Qin Feng said to himself with a mischievous smile.

Suddenly, a fragrant breeze blew, and a pretty maid appeared. "Qin Feng, you're actually slacking off here!" Lan'er, who had changed her opinion of Qin Feng, deliberately scolded him loudly.

"Hey, you little girl, what are you doing here!" Qin Feng laughed.

"You... you're the one who's a little girl!" Lan'er said, puffed up in anger.

"You're just a thirteen-year-old, what else could you be?" Qin Feng teased.

"Hmph, in a couple of years, I'll have my coming-of-age ceremony. In the countryside, girls my age are already having children. Don't you dare say that to me," Lan'er said, not wanting to be treated like a child.

Qin Feng couldn't help but look her up and down, laughing, "So you're already having children, I didn't notice."

Lan'er felt his gaze burning, and quickly covered her chest, exclaiming, "You, what are you looking at...!"

"What am I looking at? I'm naturally looking at where you raise your children! Tsk tsk, this doesn't look like a place that's raised children before," Qin Feng teased.

"You... you!" Lan'er's face turned red with embarrassment. Seeing that she couldn't match Qin Feng, she quickly changed the subject, "Master asked you to manage the accounting room, why are you slacking off here?"

"A small matter, it can be handled in the time it takes to drink a cup of water," Qin Feng laughed.

"Boasting, you're clearly slacking off. I'll go and report to Master, and let him deal with you." Lan'er said and quickly turned to leave. She turned too quickly and accidentally stepped on her skirt, letting out a cry as she fell backward.

Qin Feng was shocked. This little girl was also quite adorable, and it would be a pity if she got hurt. He quickly went to support her.

"Ah!" Lan'er fell into Qin Feng's arms.

He suddenly felt two small mounds in his hands, soft and pliable. There's something here! The young girls in the Han Dynasty developed quite well, no wonder they could marry and have children so early. He couldn't help but pinch a few times.

"Ah!" Lan'er felt a jolt of electricity run through her body, cried out, and turned to slap him.

Qin Feng, quick on the draw, caught her hand and asked, "Why?"

"You, you rogue, you've ruined my purity!" Lan'er cried out.

"Wait, I was trying to help you, how can you say such things to me!" Qin Feng, who had deliberately pinched her a few times, would never admit it, and pretended to scold her, "Think about it, how many accidents happen in Luoyang every day? If we followed your logic, no one could live. You should understand the principle of taking urgent measures in emergencies!"

"Hmph!" Lan'er, seeing that his words made sense, let go of Qin Feng's hand and walked out, her face red with anger.

Lan'er knew Qin Feng was right, but she couldn't swallow her pride. It felt as if something was still pinching her chest, making her even more embarrassed. As she walked, she said fiercely, "Dead Qin Feng, stinky Qin Feng, just wait, I'll go and report to Master, and have you punished for slacking off!"

"Lan'er!"

Lan'er looked up and hurriedly bowed, saying softly, "Master!"

"What are you so angry about, and why aren't you with Miss?" Cai Yong, holding the multiplication table Qin Feng had created using Arabic numerals, which he considered a groundbreaking mathematical work, had come to discuss it with Qin Feng after gaining new insights.

"Master, Qin Feng is slacking off, you should go and see!" Lan'er immediately reported.

"Slacking off?" Cai Yong shook his head slightly and walked over.

Lan'er, as a personal maid, had a different status, and the two servants behind her quickly bowed to her.

"Dead Qin Feng, just wait and see if you can talk your way out of this!" Lan'er, puffed up in anger, followed him.