Guan Zhiyue's eyes welled up with tears as she listened to her family's words. She bowed to them and said, "Zhiyue thanks all the elders. I am doing well in the Cold Palace. Grandfather, grandmother, father, elder brothers, please don't worry. It's just a pity that I couldn't help my father and elder brothers get better official positions."

Guan Shang listened to Guan Zhiyue's words and said with a stern face, "What nonsense are you talking about, child? Your father, Zhuo Ge'er, and Heng Ge'er don't need you to seek any benefits. They will fight for what they need themselves, understand?"

"Alright, it's rare for Yue'er to come home, everyone stop talking about this. Someone, prepare hot pot for today's lunch." He Shilian, who had been silent until now, quickly spoke up when she saw Guan Zhiyue's red eyes.

Hearing this, Guan Zhiyue laughed and said, "Hehe, okay, okay. We're having hot pot today, and I brought lots of snacks with me. Bilian, why don't you bring in the gifts I brought for my family?"

Bilian quickly got up from the ground and grabbed all the gifts that were placed to the side.

Everyone gathered around, and Bilian, along with seven or eight servants, moved all the things Guan Zhiyue had brought from the palace over.

“Grandfather, this is something I invented myself for tapping your back. You can use this to tap your shoulders when you rest at night, and it will make your shoulders feel more comfortable.” Guan Zhiyue handed a small wooden hammer to Guan Shang.

After receiving it, Guan Shang tried it out on the spot and found it quite good. Then he looked at the others to see what gifts they had received.

He Shilian and Guan Zhiyue prepared a scarf for her, the kind with gloves on, the kind where you can put your hands inside.

"Yue'er, what is this? Why are there places where fingers are inserted?" He Shilian gestured with the scarf.

Guan Zhiyue said with a smile, "Grandma, this is a scarf. You just wrap it around your neck, and the two ends that hang down are where you can put your hands. You can put a hand warmer inside."

"Was this a tribute from another country?" He Shilian asked.

Guan Zhiyue said with a smile, "No, these are all things that my granddaughter figured out on her own in the Cold Palace."

Guan Hongsheng looked at Guan Zhiyue with a pitiful expression, noticing that the two elderly people had received gifts while he and his two sons hadn't.

"Father, eldest brother, second brother, don't worry, you'll definitely be taken care of."

Guan Zhiyue took out two items from the box: a Swiss Army knife and a bulletproof vest.

"Father, eldest brother, second brother, come here. This is a gift for you. When you go to the battlefield, you will need to protect yourselves. I had someone make three short swords for you. Do you like them? In addition, there are three protective sword and blade armors."

Guan Zhiyue handed the box to the father and his two sons. The two elderly people next to them, upon hearing about this gift, also curiously came over to take a look.

Guan Hongsheng opened a wooden box in front of him, revealing a dark, tattered jacket, presumably for protection against swords and knives. Above the jacket was a long, red box, which Guan Hongsheng opened.

After opening the lid, I saw a military green leather case containing a knife I had never seen before.

The handle is made of soft black plastic with a dense array of small bumps, but it doesn't feel rough in the hand at all; on the contrary, it feels very secure.

With a "whoosh," a sharp short knife was drawn from its holster. The blade, gleaming with a cold light, clearly indicated that it was a fine knife. Guan Hongsheng's eyes widened as he looked at the knife.

"What a fine knife! Yue'er, this knife of yours is really wonderful."

Guan Zhiyue nodded, "Big brother, second brother, open it and take a look too!"

After hearing what Guan Zhiyue said, the two brothers also opened their gifts and saw the same things as their father.

Guan Hongsheng picked up the Swiss Army knife and tried it out. He ripped open the tablecloth on the table in the blink of an eye, and the tablecloth was cut into five, six or seven pieces. "This knife is too easy to use."

"Hmm, does Father like it?"

Holding the knife, Guan Hongsheng looked at Guan Zhiyue with a silly grin, nodding repeatedly. "I love it, I love it so much! If we were to fight in close combat, this knife would definitely be the winning weapon."

"Which blacksmith shop made this knife? A blacksmith shop in the capital that can make a knife like this must be a very remarkable master craftsman." Guan Chengzhuo took the knife apart, examined it in his hand, and found it simply unbelievable. He really liked this knife.

Guan Zhiyue chuckled after hearing her older brother's words but didn't explain anything. She then changed the subject and showed them the other gifts.

"Second brother, eldest brother, look at the second gift! This one is resistant to swords and knives."

Guan Zhiyue guided them to look at the bulletproof vest. Guan Chengzhuo picked up the dark-colored jacket from the box and looked at Guan Zhiyue with some confusion.

"Yue'er, is this black, shabby vest of yours meant to protect against swords? It doesn't look like it. And aren't those sword-proof vests usually gold or made of iron? Yours is made of black cloth. Can it really protect against swords?" Guan Chengheng picked up the bulletproof vest and examined it from all angles.

Guan Zhiyue laughed and teased, "Second brother, you idiot. Why don't you try to defend yourself with a sword? Besides, I don't know either. I just heard it from someone else, so I don't know either."

Guan Hongsheng had his guard Guan Zhong bring him a sword, and then he directly stabbed at the bulletproof vest that Guan Chengheng was carrying. However, no matter what he did, he couldn't pierce the vest. For a moment, everyone truly believed that this thing was indeed resistant to swords and knives.

"Oh, Dad, this really is something! My dear sister, you are simply our family's lucky star! This is wonderful! Your second brother loves these two gifts."

After seeing the features of the bulletproof vest, Guan Chengheng was immediately captivated and wanted to put it on. The other two also couldn't wait to put it on as well.

Guan Shang was unhappy. Why could his son and grandson receive such good gifts, while he only had a wooden item? He was very unhappy.

"snort!"

Guan Zhiyue watched as her grandfather threw the small wooden back-tapping hammer on the table and stormed off in anger.

Guan Zhiyue watched the old man leave, speechless. Was he jealous?

"Grandfather, please come back soon, I have a gift for you."

Guan Shang stopped in his tracks upon hearing this, but was too embarrassed to admit that he had left because he hadn't received a nice gift. So he stretched out his arms and legs and exclaimed, "Oh dear, I'm tired of standing. Let your grandfather move his arms and legs a bit."

"Oh, Yue'er, is there anything else you want to give to your grandfather?" Guan Shang asked with a smile as he approached Guan Zhiyue.

The others present all looked at their fathers, husbands, and grandfathers with expressions that suggested they could devour a whole goose egg.

Guan Zhiyue divided up everything she brought back, including ginseng the size of a radish, lingzhi mushrooms, and a set of traditional Chinese characters from "Dream of the Red Chamber," which she had found in her spatial dimension and had already decided to give to her grandfather while she was in the Cold Palace.

Her grandfather was a retired Grand Tutor of the first rank, so she figured this kind of book would be his favorite. That's why she packed it without a second thought, and the little hammer for patting his back was just something she brought along.