As night fell, Lu Yunting was working at his desk in his study, carefully copying the Analects of Confucius, while Xu An stood beside him, grinding ink for him.

While grinding ink, he asked, "Sir, you helped Shangshu Jiang copy the Analects. Aren't you afraid that Miss Jiang will be angry with you if she finds out?"

Lu Yunting didn't even raise his head and asked instead, "Do you think Uncle Jiang understands Yangyang?"

"Miss Jiang is the daughter of Minister Jiang, and the relationship between father and daughter seems to be good, so they should understand each other." Xu An answered after thinking.

"Then what do you think Yangyang's personality is like?"

Xu An understood immediately, "Master, do you mean that Minister Jiang will not use the Analects you copied?"

"I don't dare."

"This..." Xu An felt that it was not entirely true, and looked worried, "What if Minister Jiang used it?"

Lu Yunting paused while writing and said helplessly, "That means Yangyang is angry with me. I have to comfort her."

Hearing this, Xu An snickered and said, "Sir, marrying a wife is not an easy thing."

"I enjoy it."

Lu Yunting's gaze fell on the pen in his hand again, and he continued to copy "The Analects of Confucius".

His eyes were full of tenderness, and every word he wrote seemed to bring him one step closer to the wedding day of his beloved.

Xu An stood aside and watched him quietly, feeling happy for him and hoping that he would be so happy in the future.

Next door at that time, after Shangshu Jiang finished dealing with the official business he brought back, he took out a copy of "The Analects of Confucius" and copied it.

Lu Yunting guessed correctly that Minister Jiang did not dare to use his copied version of The Analects to complete his task.

Seeing him copying the Analects, the attendant beside him asked in confusion, "Sir, didn't you ask General Lu to copy it for you? Why did you copy it yourself?"

After hearing what his attendant said, Minister Jiang replied a little uncomfortably: "I just said it casually, how can it be true?"

But in fact, during the day, he was angry because his own daughter treated him equally.

As a result, Lu Yunting suddenly came to him and talked about getting married.

At that time, he really wanted Lu Yunting to help him copy the book. But after calming down and thinking about it, he backed off.

Given his daughter's personality, if she finds out that he has cheated, she will most likely punish him by making him rewrite the paper several times.

He knew that his daughter loved him, but he didn't dare to bet whether that love could override her principles.

At this moment in Lanyue Pavilion, Jiang Yueyang was lying on the desk looking at the "Multiplication Table" in his hand.

This was given to her personally by her brother after he returned from the Inspectorate, with a message left behind.

He said Wen Jinnian also saw the Multiplication Table.

Jiang Yueyang knew what her brother meant, Wen Jinnian knew it, and it wouldn’t be long before others would know it too.

She felt very annoyed when she thought about extending the teaching time for Kong Jijiu and others.

However, if she pretends to be stupid and refuses to teach, the civil and military officials will probably have opinions, and His Majesty will also be unhappy.

Her marriage to A Yue may be a long way off.

Thinking of this, Jiang Yueyang angrily crumpled up the "Multiplication Table" into a ball and threw it on the ground.

She asked with a hopeful mentality: [Xiaogua, if I ask Wen Jinnian not to tell anyone, will he agree? ]

[No, he is the emperor's son-in-law and a filial son. Moreover, he hopes that Daxia will become better and stronger! ]

Jiang Yueyang sighed heavily after hearing this, [Forget it, maybe all this is God's will. ]

After she finished speaking, she called Guyu over and told him to go find Ye Wuhen to get the space ring.

She should first finalize the mosquito coil issue.

As for the matter of the Multiplication Table, she would talk about it after she woke up tomorrow. She had a headache now.

Guyu took the order and left. Within two quarters of an hour, he came back, and Ye Wuhen came back with him.

He called softly, "Girl."

"Did you get it back?" Jiang Yueyang was still lying on the table, so she didn't see Ye Wuhen coming.

Ye Wuhen picked up the ball of paper on the ground, unfolded it, and saw that it was the "Multiplication Table". He was puzzled for a moment.

He walked to the table, put down the crumpled paper in his hand, bent down to keep his eyes level with Jiang Yueyang, "Why do you look so depressed?"

Jiang Yueyang blinked, looking puzzled: "Ye Wuhen?"

"Um."

"...Why are you here?" She slowly sat up straight.

Ye Wuhen stood up straight, shook his hand with the ring on it, and said as a matter of course: "I'm here to give you the ring."

"Just bring it back to Guyu. You don't have to go there in person."

"Do you need me for something?" Jiang Yueyang asked.

"I..." Ye Wuhen's mind raced as he quickly thought of a reason, "I came to say thank you."

As soon as Jiang Yueyang heard it, she knew that he was thanking her for Ye Shang's matter, and smiled slightly, "There's no need to be so polite between you and me."

"So I didn't bring any thank-you gifts, just a word of thanks." Ye Wuhen raised his big smile.

Jiang Yueyang pursed her lips and smiled, waved her hand to send Gu Yu away, and asked again: "Uncle went back?"

"Well, I left the capital this morning."

"How are you getting along?"

Ye Wuhen thought for a moment and replied, "He is more harmonious than I imagined, and he is not as scary as the rumors say. Of course, this may be because I am his son."

"Anyway, the results are pretty good overall."

"Um."

Jiang Yueyang stretched out her hand to him, "Give me the ring."

Ye Wuhen took off the ring and gave it to her, then asked, "What do you want to put in it this time?"

"Mosquito coils."

"Mosquito coils?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Yueyang handed the ring back to him and explained: "The imperial guards stationed at the palace gate have been troubled by mosquitoes for a long time. I promised to sell mosquito coils to them."

Ye Wuhen took the ring and put it on. Thinking of her depressed look just now, he couldn't help but ask, "You didn't look very energetic just now. Did something happen?"

"No, I just might have to teach them multiplication."

"Hmm?" Ye Wuhen was puzzled.

Jiang Yueyang then told him that she had recommended the use of modern accounting methods to Emperor Yuan, that Emperor Yuan had asked her to teach Kong Jijiu and others Arabic numerals, and that she did not want to teach multiplication but exposed the Multiplication Table.

Ye Wuhen glanced at the Multiplication Table he had placed on the table. It turned out that she was worried about this before.

Jiang Yueyang said irritably: "Your Majesty will definitely let me teach them when he knows. I don't even know how to teach them."

She knows multiplication and division, but she is not very good at teaching.

During the day, she wanted to try to teach A Yue how to do multiplication and division, but when the words came to her lips, she didn't know how to say them.

Hearing this, Ye Wuhen put his head in front of her and asked, "Do you want me to help you?"

"How can you help me?"