Madam Yun shook her head, "I'm afraid that's not necessarily true. Their home is in Dingzhou after all. A divorced woman, who left home with her son more than half a year ago, and their home..."

Madam Zhou was also somewhat worried, "The Jiang family didn't write a letter asking Xiao Youran and Chen Ge'er to return to the Jiang family? Could it be that the Jiang family has some other plans?"

Madam Yun's face darkened, and she did not answer, but a trace of worry rose in her heart.

If the Jiang family dared to scheme against even the Su family's daughter, who knows what kind of evil intentions they might have towards Xiao Youran and Chen Ge'er?

Zhou suddenly remembered, "Xiao Youran's birthday is in half a month, I need to prepare some birthday gifts for her!"

"Thank you for your hard work. Has there been any news from the eldest son?" Old Madam Yun asked.

Zhou shook her head, a smile spreading across her face. "His letter only arrived half a month ago, saying he received the clothes we sent. This time, the silver notes we asked someone to bring should have just arrived, so a reply won't be so quick."

"It's good that they're all safe and sound." Old Madam Yun sighed.

Then, she spoke of Yun Manwan, praising her, "Sister Wan has managed that embroidery and clothing shop quite well. In just over two months, it's already quite successful."

Zhou smiled without fading, "Thanks to Xiao Youran's idea in the first month of the lunar year, we've been working on fulfilling the orders for those uniforms for the past three months. A few days ago, someone came to us and asked if we could still find those little kids from the first month of the lunar year. They said they wanted to ask them to wear their raincoats and walk around the streets, hoping to bring in some orders."

Madam Yun chuckled, "Without Xiao Youran here, I'm afraid these little kids wouldn't be able to do these things either."

“I heard from my fourth sister-in-law that the troupe leader of the opera troupe they borrowed to perform on the stage has trained a group of children to act, and they’ve already gone to the capital,” Zhou said, continuing to read the letter Su had written.

Suddenly, her face lit up with joy. "Mother, just a few days ago, didn't the clan chief say that people from neighboring villages or distant relatives always come to Yunjia Village to borrow grain?"

When Madam Yun heard about this, she learned that after Sanyang Village was relocated to the side of Zhao Family Village and rebuilt, it was no longer appropriate to call it Sanyang Village because it was far away from Sanyang Mountain. So she renamed it Yun Family Village.

Thanks to its bountiful corn and potato harvests, Yunjia Village has become the best-off village within a hundred miles. Many people from Zhaojia Village who work with Yunjia Village are doing relatively well. However, many villagers in other villages are running out of food and are digging for wild vegetables to borrow grain. Hearing that Yunjia Village has plenty of grain, anyone with even a slight connection to them goes there to borrow food.

This put a lot of pressure on Yun Laoqi, who was afraid that as the famine worsened, people would band together to steal food, which would put Yunjia Village in danger.

Upon hearing Zhou's words, Madam Yun asked, "What are your thoughts?"

Zhou said, "My cousin wrote in her letter that they used work-for-relief to hire many refugees to build houses. Why not suggest that the clan chief also use work-for-relief to solve the problem of those villagers who are really starving?"

After a moment of contemplation, Madam Yun said, "If you have time tomorrow, you can go and tell Seventh Brother Yun that the Yun Family Village doesn't have much surplus food and can't help much. But this is a good, sustainable method. The instant noodle workshop can employ more villagers to work."

Last month, she personally received the profits from the first season of instant noodles sold, delivered by someone sent by Young Master Wen, which amounted to a full thousand taels!

If the instant noodle workshop can be expanded and more staff can be hired, it won't be a problem!

She immediately picked up a pen and wrote a letter, instructing Zhou to deliver it to Wen Yuanbai the next day.

...

At this moment, in the capital city, night has fallen. Xiao Youran is feeling smug about solving some of the livelihood problems of tourists during the day, so she tosses and turns, unable to fall asleep.

Just then, she heard faint sounds of fighting coming from outside.

Startled, she quietly got up.

Su Yue was sleeping soundly in the gauze-draped room outside, so she didn't disturb her. She quietly opened the door and went out.

She first went next door to check on her mother, who was sleeping peacefully. Zhao's mother was also outside, snoring softly. She felt relieved and then used the Lingwei Eighteen Steps to silently float outside.

As soon as she stepped out of the courtyard gate, a guard blocked her way. "Princess, a few thieves have broken in, but Brother Yu Twelve and the others are blocking them, so they should be fine."

Xiao Youran recognized him; he was one of the Xuan Yu Guards responsible for protecting the backyard, ranking seventeenth in the Yu division.

Since the attack on the county magistrate's residence by unidentified men in black on the outskirts of the capital and subsequent rescue by unidentified guards, the Xuanwang Mansion has increased its guards and upgraded the guards at the county magistrate's residence. The newly dispatched guards are all Xuanyu Guards from the Xuanwang Mansion, who are said to be the Xuanwang's personal guards.

This is also why the Su family always wanted to thank the Xuan King, but dared not visit him rashly because of the difference between men and women.

"Do you know which deity it is?" Xiao You Ran asked.

Yu Shiqi shook his head, "It's not clear yet, but in this capital city, there are probably not many people who would dare to send assassins to break in knowing that our Xuan Yu Guard is here."

Xiao Youran nodded, "I'll go take a look."

Yu Shiqi quickly stopped her, "Your Highness, please stay here. We will definitely protect Your Highness and Lady Yi!"

As Xiao Youran hesitated, she saw a fire coming from the west and exclaimed, "Oh no! Master's side is on fire!"

Yu Shiqi looked to the west and sure enough, he saw flames and thick smoke coming from there.

Before she could speak, Xiao Youran took a step and quickly disappeared.

Upon arriving at the west courtyard, they found that the room where their master was indeed on fire.

Several guards who had been hiding in the shadows rushed over and began to fight the fire.

Little Youran cried out loudly, "Master! Master!"

There was no sound inside; the flames had already engulfed the doorway.

She was about to rush into the fire when someone grabbed her, "Princess! You mustn't!"

She turned her head and saw Yu Shiqi, who had been chasing after her.

Her pupils constricted instantly, and she suddenly realized something. She shouted sharply, "What are you doing following me? The thief must have used a diversionary tactic!"

Yu Shiqi also suddenly woke up, feeling both angry and annoyed, and turned around and ran back.

Xiao Youran glanced at the house where her master was in the sea of ​​fire, then at the direction of her mother's courtyard, and finally gritted her teeth, stomped her feet, and ran back.

Master, please forgive me!

If something happens to my mother, my rebirth in this life will have no meaning!

Several guards tried to follow, but she stopped them all. "Please, you must rescue my master!"

As she approached the main courtyard, she watched in disbelief as several dark figures darted into the yard.

Her eyes were bloodshot with rage, and she regretted her carelessness. She hadn't realized that it was a diversionary tactic used by the thieves.

In a few leaps, she had already passed Yu Shiqi and rushed towards the courtyard gate.

Three or four guards had already fallen at the entrance; this assassin was indeed extraordinary.

With a "bang," she heard the assassin kick open her mother's bedroom door and head straight for her.

"Stop! Stop! Mother, run!" she shouted as she ran, a guard being flung at her face by an assassin.

Her steps faltered slightly, and she veered to the side.