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If she could live in such a house, she wouldn't have to worry about freezing in winter, and it would be so much more convenient for washing vegetables and cooking. The key is that Liu Qingxi has no idea how it was done; she doesn't have to go to the well for water anymore.
Otherwise, when the man is not home, getting water for washing clothes and cooking can be quite a laborious task.
Another woman, clearly familiar with her, happily said, "If it's not too expensive, I'm planning to install a water pipe as well."
The others nodded in agreement. After all, living in the capital city, even if they weren't wealthy, they could still spare a few taels of silver to change their situation.
Of course, this was the perspective of ordinary people.
At this moment, Lin Shuhong was filled with a thousand frustrations, wishing to tear Liu Qingxi apart. Yet, he still had to maintain a smile in front of the judges, which was quite a challenge for him.
At Hundred Flavors Inn, customers were coming and going continuously. With the competition between Liu Qingxi and Lin Shuhong today, its popularity was even greater than before.
On the way back, Lin Shuhong instructed his steward beside him to return early and make arrangements as soon as possible.
By the time everyone returned to Hundred Flavors Inn again, the steward had already reserved a private room on the second floor and arranged for the hall on the first floor.
As for those who couldn't fit in, they were directed to nearby restaurants or some roadside stalls.
In short, no one who came today would leave empty-handed; lunch would definitely be provided.
As the host, Lin Shuhong naturally had to dine with several important figures.
Liu Qingxi rarely participated in such gatherings due to her reputation concerns. Therefore, she requested a private room for herself and Liu Yi and others.
However, she didn't expect that being alone in one room would be a small oversight that gave Lin Shuhong an opportunity.
Just as Liu Qingxi was having lunch with her family while waiting for the afternoon results.
The butler of the Lin family sent people running between every restaurant hosting today's crowd of judges, as well as street stalls.
He whispered a few words to each person; some were surprised, some astonished, some angry, and some greedy.
In the private room of Lin Shuhong, he said, "Thank you all for your hard work today, Boss. I appreciate you giving me face. Let me toast to you first."
"Lord Lin is being too polite. Given our relationship, this is what we should do. I just didn't expect there to be such a surprise this time. I'll have that girl renovate my house when we get back."
Winter wouldn't have to hold onto a fireplace just to get out the door.
Lin Shuhong's expression stiffened; he didn't expect this person to be so straightforward.
"Hehe!" He laughed awkwardly, "After all, she is just a girl; her temperament isn't stable. She still has much to learn. My Lin family at least has a cousin serving as Deputy Minister in the Ministry of Works."
The following words didn't need to be too clear; these businesspeople understood the implications of White Out.
Lin Shuhong was clearly leveraging Lin Shurong's status.
The meaning was obvious: if he won this time, Liu Qingxi would have to roll away obediently. If he lost, even if Liu Qingxi didn't impose any punishment on him, the loss of face alone would be enough for him to drink a pot of sorrow.
Everyone present understood the situation. Two of them laughed heartily and said, "Isn't it obvious? How could a girl possibly compare to you? Lord Lin, rest assured that my vote is yours; I just wonder if you could say a few good words for me in front of Lord Lin."
Lin Shuhong nodded proudly. Regardless of his blood relation with Lin Shurong, many matters could be resolved through such connections.
They wouldn't offend Lin Shuhong over a girl.
One by one, the remaining individuals expressed their stance, and the last few dared not stand out, naturally going along with the crowd.
At the same time, in a private room on the second floor of the Hundred Flavors Inn, a man in black sat silently, his obsidian-like eyes cold and seemingly capable of drawing one in like ice.
He curled the corners of his lips into a barely noticeable arc, thinking how there were indeed people in this world who were so reckless.
He couldn't help but feel a bit anxious for that girl; it seemed trouble followed her wherever she went.
When they met at Ten Li Pu, she had already attracted the ire of many commoners. Just arriving in the capital had led her to offend a significant figure: "You really are quite unruly!"
"Someone, handle this matter. I want to see fairness and justice," commanded the prince, who was willing to deal with what they considered trivial matters because of a girl.
However, Dugu Hao did not realize that as he acted this way, his cold heart was gradually melting, finding a small corner of warmth.
He thought it was merely a small effort to help his subordinate, Yang Yichen, resolve an important issue.
Half an hour later, after everyone had eaten and drunk their fill, the host stood on the stage in the center of the hall: "Thank you all for coming. This morning, we will now enter the final judging phase."
"First, let me explain the rules. The head judge has one vote each; each vote represents five points. Ordinary judges also have one voting opportunity each; one vote equals one point. In the end, the one with the highest score wins."
"Now, we will begin the voting phase, which will be conducted anonymously."
As soon as the host's voice fell, those participating began casting their votes for whom they believed could win.
Lin Shuhong, who had been anxious before, now appeared calm as if everything was under control. But was that truly the case? Even though he had just received news that ordinary people were ready to turn against him at any moment.
In the private room on the second floor, regardless of how lively it was outside, those inside remained completely still; only his tightly pressed lips betrayed his emotions.
Through the window, Dugu Hao observed Lin Shuhong's complexion closely. His brows furrowed slightly as he marked this person on his black Class List, wondering what kind of fate awaited him.
In Lin Shuhong's eyes, Liu Qingxi was nothing more than an arrogant young girl. So what if she had abilities? She still couldn't surpass him.
This time, he would bring her down to the dust, ensuring she would never rise again. This was the consequence of provoking Lin Shuhong.
However, who was truly arrogant? Until the final result was revealed, anything was possible.
A moment later, everyone participating today had cast their votes, and it was time to count them, with the same host as before.
"First vote, Miss Liu!"
Gasp! The confident smile on Lin Shuhong's face faltered for a moment. "It's fine, it's just the first one; there are only a few!" He had never doubted the butler's ability to handle things.
Since the butler had taken care of it, it must have been resolved. No matter how hard he thought, he couldn't imagine that Dugu Hao, the prince, was behind the scenes stirring things up.
"Second vote, Liu Qingxi!" Lin Shuhong's smile began to fade.
"Third vote, Liu Qingxi!" Lin Shuhong's smile turned stiff.
"Fourth vote..." The expression on Lin Shuhong's face could no longer be described as just pale.
Suddenly, he stood up abruptly and slammed his hand on the table. "Impossible!"
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