The original owner of this body had a pretty good alcohol tolerance, so Yun Qing didn't get drunk. However, compared to plain grain liquor, this osmanthus wine was inexplicably more potent, and she soon felt a bit feverish.

“The Prince of Wuyang is a prince of a different surname. The Emperor Taizu was grateful for his contributions and granted him a fiefdom, treating him as a member of the royal family. They have no shortage of gold, silver, money, status, or prestige. It all depends on what they want.”

Xie Rang spent more than half a year understanding the current state of the court. With Yun Qing's supplement, he understood even more clearly. He realized that some things still depended on the wishes of the parties involved.

While the imperial family's majesty is indeed awe-inspiring, it is not something that can be intimidated by just anyone.

“Good consideration.” Yun Qing chuckled. “I heard that the young master is of marriageable age and may be lacking a good match. Your Majesty could subtly inquire about this aspect.”

[There's no doubt, Shen Tingsi has come to find his childhood sweetheart. Raised in the capital when he was young, he's long harbored feelings for her. He's taken time out of his busy schedule to return and propose marriage; truly a devoted lover.]

[Let me think... Oh right! Jiang Liuzheng, daughter of the Minister of the Court of Imperial Sacrifices. A beautiful, kind, and charming woman. Not bad, not bad, quite a good match.]

Yunqing's classmates used to ship these two as a couple. The combination of a young general and a lady from a prominent family was quite a beautiful story, and they were actually quite sweet together in history.

Xie Rang hadn't expected things to develop this way. He nodded and said, "I understand. Thank you for your guidance, Grand Tutor Xie."

Yun Qing only poured him a small amount of osmanthus wine. Xie Rang took two sips and then finished it. His hand was empty when he reached for the cup. He knew that the Grand Tutor wouldn't let him taste more, so he gave up.

His gaze shifted to Yun Qing's face, and he paused, startled: "Grand Tutor, are you drunk?"

In official circles, as long as one has a decent appearance, no one really cares about that. But Yun Qing is different. Although she rarely appears in public, Xie Rang has heard many comments about her.

They were simply men with feminine features and beautiful appearances.

It is well known that those in high positions are most averse to others commenting on their appearance. These people were only talking about it in private, and Xie Rang had already caught them several times. It is unknown how many people were actually discussing it.

He used to think this was a blasphemy against the Grand Tutor, but now, upon closer inspection, he realized that it seemed... to be true.

The Grand Tutor was much more handsome than the average man.

"I'm not drunk, just a little tipsy." Yun Qing shook her head, the night breeze sobering her up considerably. She knew her own alcohol tolerance. "Don't even think about it. You can't even get drunk, do you expect me to?"

Yun Qing poked his cheek and said in a relaxed tone, "I'll be relieved when you can manage the court well."

Xie Rang lowered his eyes slightly flustered: "...Okay."

-

Yun Qing kept her promise and stayed in the palace for several days before and after the Mid-Autumn Festival, satisfying the little tyrant's clingy nature.

But afterwards she suspended her teaching and returned to her residence to start preparing for the end of the year.

As the weather gradually cools down, the second wave of grain harvesting will soon be upon us.

The rise in happiness levels shows that Tan Zaiheng did a very good job in promoting the curved plow, mainly because it is indeed beneficial to farming. Initially, the government promoted it uniformly, but later, word of mouth spread among the people, and the speed of its spread was much faster.

"Therefore, reputation is the best measure of people's well-being."

Yun Qing was very satisfied with Tan Zaiheng. This man was clearly capable. If he worked hard now, he would soon become the little tyrant's confidant.

"Where's Zhong Xiu? How's he doing?"

Zhong Xiu was the third-ranked scholar in the previous imperial examination. Xie Rang found him useful after his investigation, trained him, and then sent him out to work. Yun Qing no longer expected him to send messages; the system would handle such matters much faster.

1130 said, "It's not very effective at the moment. Talking about these things is not enough. Zhong Xiu had to persuade people to mark out the land for the experiment and show the results to the people. Only when they see the effect will they believe it."

“I understand.” Yun Qing frowned. “But it’s too slow to take effect. If he can’t think of any other way, he’ll have to find someone else. 33, please keep an eye on it for me, thanks.”

"Yes, no worries, host." 1130 encouraged, "Your happiness points are about to reach the exchange threshold again, keep it up!"

After the system logged off, Yun Qing noticed the figure lingering outside and didn't come in. She laughed and said, "Dian Cui, is that you? What are you thinking about outside? Why don't you come in?"

"Oh dear, young master, you are too perceptive." Diancui, having been exposed, had no choice but to push the door open from the outside and come in, holding something in her hand, which Yunqing did not notice clearly.

As soon as she reached Yun Qing, the little maidservant presented the sachet with both hands, winking playfully: "Young Master, happy birthday! This is a sachet I embroidered. I specially went to a temple outside the city to have it blessed. I'm giving it to you!"

"Um?"

Yun Qing was surprised and subconsciously reached out to take the sachet. It was embroidered with kingfisher feathers, with dense stitches, showing great care. Moreover, it had been blessed, carrying a lot of heartfelt wishes.

If Diancui hadn't mentioned it, she would have long forgotten that today was her birthday, or more accurately, the original owner's birthday. Perhaps if it weren't for this twist of fate, they wouldn't have transmigrated to each other's places.

Diancui almost wiped away tears: "Last year, the young master was harmed by the eunuch faction and missed his birthday. We can't forget this year. We all know that the young master doesn't want a big celebration, so we secretly prepared gifts to send to him, hoping that the young master will be safe and sound in the new year."

Yun Qing's feelings were complicated: "You've all been so kind, please thank you all for me."

Despite its large size, the mansion was actually quite warm and welcoming. The servants genuinely appreciated the hospitality and never tried anything underhanded.

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