Chapter 38: Meeting without knowing each other
The stage of Tianjian Tower is spacious and open-air. The circular high platform is paved with smooth wooden floors. There are winding streams around it and steam rising from the air. Even in winter, it is surrounded by flowers, birds singing and flowers blooming, like a fairyland.

This was the entertainment venue for the upper class in ancient times. It was a place of beauty and prosperity paved with silver, making ordinary people linger.

Song Qingwan jumped flexibly in the center of the stage to the sound of the piano. Her dance was vigorous, graceful, charming and full of charm. Her hot and exciting performance made people's blood boil and caused a huge commotion in the venue for a while.

If there wasn't Lord Zhang on the stage, I'm afraid the men below would rush up to snatch the beauty away.

However, Song Qingwan only focused on digging the hole and not burying it. All her attention was on the canary. The master and servant could communicate consciously even though they were separated by a long distance.

The canary was very smart. It buried itself in the mud and rolled a few times, turning its beautiful golden fur into a dirty gray color, making it look like an ordinary, inconspicuous bird.

It came and went freely in Tianjian Tower and soon gathered the help of other animals. I don’t know how the animals communicated with each other, but after some searching, it easily found the location of the man with the black mole.

"Wanwan, it's in Room 'Lan' on the third floor." The canary had already locked onto its target, then flew into the flowers beside the stage to play with the birds.

The birds in the flowers are not bound, but they will not leave Tianjian Tower easily, because they have food and shelter here and they don’t have to struggle at all, it’s very comfortable.

The canary dove in and couldn't get out, playing happily. Who could have known that it was Song Qingwan's spy?

Very good! We are getting closer to the truth.

Song Qingwan raised the corners of her lips in joy, her eyes sparkled even brighter, causing whistles from the audience.

Her eyes swept upwards following the outstretched arm, and she soon found Room Lan on the third floor. However, there were two tall and mighty guards guarding the door, and it was obvious that the person in the room was of some importance.

The private room on the third floor is a VIP room with good privacy. Although the window is open, it is blocked by a bead curtain, allowing people in the room to see the stage clearly, but looking from the stage, nothing can be seen.

It seems that she needs to find a way to go to the Lanzihao. Song Qingwan retracted her gaze, turned her body and moved closer to Mr. Zhang, covering her mouth and asking softly, "When will we finish work?"

But from other people's perspective, it seemed as if she was teasing or seducing Lord Zhang, and immediately there were bursts of whistles from the audience, some praising the dancer's boldness and some envious of Lord Zhang's good fortune.

Master Zhang smiled slightly, "What?"

"I will only dance for ten taels of silver. Time is up, stop the music." They were supposed to dance one song, but Zhizhi didn't come back, and Song Qingwan had already danced one and a half songs, with a thin layer of sweat on her forehead.

Lord Zhang thought that the girl must be tired, but ordinary people would usually use the excuse of being weak to gain sympathy and stop the loss in time; but this girl did the opposite, using money to cover up her fatigue and showing off her snobbery blatantly.

She is outspoken and direct, and doesn't seem to care what others think of her, which makes her look more fresh and lovely.

Still the straightforward girl in his impression, Master Zhang chuckled and responded, "Okay."

This was also the most enjoyable time he had ever played the piano. The cooperation with Song Qingwan was seamless and everything went smoothly, which made him feel happy. It didn't hurt to help her once.

When the music stopped and the dance ended, Song Qingwan nodded to Lord Zhang, and then hurried backstage, where she saw the maid who had done her makeup before waiting there.

"Young lady, please follow me." The steward had already been overwhelmed by the guests elsewhere. Everyone was asking about the dancer's background and trying to buy her.

Song Qingwan didn't know all this. She followed the maid to the dressing room to remove her makeup, handed over her jewelry, and changed into her own clothes. She then took the reward of five taels from the steward directly from the maid.

The maid then sent her to the door, but Song Qingwan did not go out directly. When the maid turned to leave, she turned back and went to the Lan room on the third floor. Song Qingwan, who changed back to her normal clothes, was completely different from the dancer before. She walked freely in the crowded place of Tianjian Tower, and no one could recognize her.

Until I met Mr. Zhang, the one who was in charge of Qin, again, "Miss Song."

The visitor had a sweet smile and looked gentle and refined, making people feel like spring breeze, and it seemed that he came to see her specifically.

Song Qingwan paused and tried to search the original owner's memory, but could not find any information about this person. "Do you know me?"

Sir Zhang Zhiyi was born into a family of scholars and aristocratic family. His grandfather was the former Minister of Rites and his father was the Vice Minister of Revenue. He was intelligent since childhood and well-versed in ancient and modern knowledge.

He passed the imperial examination at the age of eighteen and became the Shaoqing of the Dali Temple at the age of twenty. He had a bright future. Coupled with his tall and handsome appearance, it was not an exaggeration for the girls who wanted to marry him to go around the capital.

Moreover, they had met several times, but the other party didn't remember him? Zhang Zhiyi was really shocked.

Seeing this, Song Qingwan pointed to the scar on her forehead and said, "My brain is broken and my memory is not good." She guessed that he was not someone the original owner cared about too much, otherwise how could she have forgotten him?
Zhang Zhiyi stroked his forehead and smiled, then asked with concern: "I see, are you okay?"

Song Qingwan discovered that this Lord Zhang really loved to laugh and was very approachable. He was friendly to her as a dancer and was also very easy-going now, so, "Who are you? Why do you know me?"

Zhang Zhiyi smiled helplessly at Song Qingwan's vigilance. It seemed that the beauty really had forgotten about him, so he spoke in a very good-tempered manner.

"Miss Song is still as impatient as ever. I am Zhang Zhiyi. We have met several times in Lingtai Temple.

The first time, I provided water to quench your thirst. The second time, I was bitten by a poisonous snake and you helped me find herbs. The third time, we took shelter from the rain together.

I know that you are the eldest daughter of Mr. Song from the Ministry of Works, and you also know that I am the Junior Minister of the Dali Temple."

Huh? Such a amiable Dali Temple official? He is quite different from the rumors.

Moreover, Song Qingwan couldn't help but twitch the corners of her mouth. Aren't what he said all about the stories of how love grew in ancient times?

"We didn't promise to spend our lives together, did we?" Song Qingwan asked directly whatever came to her mind, without even understanding the word "implicit".

"Puff, cough, cough" the fierce Miss Song finally scared Lord Zhang. The young man who was coughing uncomfortably turned sideways and waved his hands repeatedly, his face quickly turned red.

It took him a long time to recover, but there was still tears in his eyes. Miss Song was really becoming more and more straightforward, and he had to break down his defense.

Mr. Zhang coughed lightly and said, "We didn't get married secretly. Miss Song didn't even need my thanks. Later, she only accepted two taels of silver from me."

This is what impressed Zhang Zhiyi so much about Song Qingwan. She would rather have money than have anything to do with people of status like them.

She is very sober and indifferent, like a breath of fresh air in the world. She is also the first girl who is not overwhelmed by his charm.

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