After Giant Dragon Manor opened, business boomed as never before. Not only did locals come in groups, but people from out of town also came on the strength of its reputation to soak up some yang energy, making it a famous attraction in the Capital City.
Poets and celebrities came to compose poetry and prose whenever they had time to spare. Xuan Xiaowu even founded a poetry society here and, taking a leaf from the Yellow Crane Tower, set aside a courtyard to display famous poems by famous people. He also seized the chance to post his own poems among them, passing himself off as one of the greats.
Jian Ruonan kept a small courtyard for herself. She occasionally filled in at the front desk or worked as a waiter, and if it grew late, she stayed here. Her days grew more carefree by the day.
That day, Jian Ruonan was counting money in her courtyard when an argument suddenly broke out at the front desk.
Jian Ruonan asked, "What's going on?"
Chen Pozi said, "Boss, there's gossip! An old favorite-the Third Master of Commandery Prince Anping's household."
Jian Ruonan immediately locked her little treasury, dressed as a receptionist, and dashed toward the gossip.
At the manor's registration desk, the Domineering Heir Apparent was embroiled in a fierce argument.
"Boss, prepare a courtyard!" the Domineering Heir Apparent ordered.
Concubine Lü said, "Boss, book a separate premium room for me as well."
The Domineering Heir Apparent gave a cold sneer. "I said, prepare a courtyard!"
Concubine Lü said, "Book a separate premium room as well."
The Domineering Heir Apparent smiled without a trace of warmth. "You think staying separately will let you escape the palm of my hand?!"
Concubine Lü said softly, "The courtyard is for Your Lordship and your wife.