So happy!

The clouds were completely bathed in pink bubbles.

Several members of the Guan family secretly grumbled, "Just because they can recite poems, does that give them such a reason to be so happy and proud?"

"Greetings, Grand Tutor. I am Jin Jinzhi."

Jin Jinzhi respectfully bowed to the Grand Tutor.

"Ah, so you're from General Jin's family. Young General Jin, I've heard of you. A hero emerges from among the young!"

The Grand Tutor stroked his beard, looking completely at ease.

"Brother!"

Upon seeing his long-lost older brother, Jin Zhuangzhuang excitedly jumped off the stool and ran towards Jin Jinzhi, hugging his leg.

When the Grand Tutor saw this scene, his mustache twitched. He never expected that this seemingly dim-witted little girl was actually the sister of the famous General Jin, who was renowned throughout the capital!

Yes, Jin Jinzhi, Jin Zhuangzhuang...

“My younger sister, your skills are not yet proficient, and I apologize to the Grand Tutor. I will certainly teach you more.”

Jin Jin nodded slightly.

The Grand Tutor waved his hand, indicating that he didn't need to worry: "Zhuangzhuang, he's still young."

"Brother, where is it that I'm not good enough?" Jin Zhuangzhuang said, somewhat unconvinced.

Sister Duo said, "Drink three hundred cups, keep drinking, don't stop—isn't that just about wanting to drink?"

Jin Zhuangzhuang pouted, looking puzzled and aggrieved.

"Sister Duo, don't you think so?!"

"ha?"

Suddenly being called upon, Yun Duoduo shuddered. Looking at the aggrieved Jin Zhuangzhuang, she couldn't refute him, so she simply went along with it, saying, "Zhuangzhuang is right. Li Bai was ostracized from the capital, his ideals and ambitions could not be realized, and he was filled with resentment, so he could only vent his frustration by drinking and singing..."

Jin Zhuangzhuang looked up at Jin Jinzhi, as if to say, "See, I wasn't wrong!"

The Grand Tutor looked at Yun Duoduo and nodded approvingly.

He originally thought that the princes and princesses were all arrogant and did not care about their studies. Moreover, he had heard before coming to the capital that, apart from the second prince, the other princes were not very good at academics.

Unexpectedly, the Ninth Princess surprised him greatly.

...

The lessons in the classroom continued. After bidding farewell to the Grand Tutor, Yun Yibo and the others left to go to the study to continue their discussion.

Jin Jinzhi and Yun Yizhong talked about Tan Biao's gang and the recent black powder incident in the city.

Lian Jiucheng walked slowly behind, lost in thought.

This little bundle of joy looks different from the last time I saw him.

At her first birthday, she was a chubby little baby.

[At only seven years old, he already possesses such knowledge and insight, and his manner of dealing with people is quite sophisticated.]

[If so, and she becomes empress in the future, she will surely be able to rule the world with grace and manage the six palaces well.]

Lian Jiucheng turned around and looked at Yun Duoduo, a smile appearing on his lips.

...

In Nanyang, on Chang'an Street in the capital, street vendors loudly hawk their wares, attracting passersby.

Back at the Brocade Silk Shop, Liao Ziwan gulped down a large bowl of water.

"Go quickly, go to Jixi Pavilion and send a message to the master. This is such an important matter, we must tell the master."

The person in charge quickly wrote a note and left the Brocade Silk Shop, heading towards Jixi Pavilion.

"Manager, Manager Pei is here."

The waiter at the door led Pei Xiuer into the inner room.

"Sister Ziwan, how are you? Is Sister Wen's condition serious?"

Pei Xiuer was one of the partners in making these guards' uniforms. As soon as she heard that the Wen family's cloth storehouse had collapsed, she rushed over immediately.

"The situation is not optimistic; we don't have many undergarments left," Liao Ziwan shook her head helplessly.

"The priority now is to find a fabric supplier to cooperate with and produce high-quality linings as quickly as possible."

"Okay, I'll go back and have the shop rush to make it. I'll also ask my sisters if they can help out in this emergency."

"Mm." Liao Ziwan nodded.

"The silk shop can also make some, but making undergarments is not our specialty, so it might be a little slower."

"Let's get started."

"I'll go ask the other shopkeepers."

"Okay!" With that, Pei Xiuer came out and walked towards her family's weaving workshop.

...

Liao Ziwan sat at the table, pondering who she should go to. The first person she thought of was Manager Fan. She got into the carriage and headed towards Liu's Cloth Shop without delay.

Uncle Li stopped the carriage in front of the cloth shop. Liao Ziwan got off the carriage, stepped over the steps, and went into the shop, looking for Manager Fan.

"The stitches here are too thick; they need to be changed."

Manager Fan was inside instructing the embroiderers on their tasks when he saw a guest enter, so he came forward to greet him.

"Hey, Manager Liao! It's been so long, I've missed you terribly!"

Manager Fan was dressed in a dark green robe. He was tall, robust, and had dark skin. He had a somewhat rugged appearance, but he was extremely polite in his speech and manners.

"How has Brother Fan been lately?"

Liao Ziwan smiled and greeted her warmly.

"Very good, very good, please come inside."

Manager Fan led her into the tea room at the back.

The two arrived at the tea room and sat on a low couch. Manager Fan used a small wooden spoon to scoop up a few goji berries and tweezers to pick up a few red dates, placed them in the teapot, and poured two cups of tea for them.

"Now that autumn has arrived and the weather is getting cooler, you girls need to take care of yourselves and drink more of these nourishing foods."

"Thank you, Brother Fan. You really know your stuff." Liao Ziwan thanked Manager Fan and picked up her cup to drink her tea.

Although she didn't have the leisure to enjoy tea at the moment, out of courtesy, she still exchanged pleasantries with Manager Fan before discussing business.

"Yes, having taken care of Madam so often, I've learned a thing or two."

Liao Ziwan looked at Manager Fan's rough, pale fingers and guessed that they were probably caused by years of washing clothes and coming into contact with dyes.

She recalled that day at the restaurant, when she was drinking with her colleagues, Manager Fan said that he was a son-in-law who had married into his wife's family. He had taken a fancy to a courtesan who sang in an art troupe. The courtesan was in love with him and had already given herself to him, but his wife at home would not allow him to take a concubine, so he wanted to buy a quiet courtyard to house the courtesan.

"Manager Liao, is there something you want to discuss this time?"

Manager Fan asked tentatively.

"I've always heard that the fabric from Manager Fan's cloth shop is of the highest quality. Brother Fan, to be honest, I urgently need a batch of fine undergarments."

Liao Ziwan put down her teacup and said earnestly.

How many pieces do you need?

"It will be between eighty and one hundred and fifty pieces. I need to confirm the exact number again."

I was in such a hurry when I left Wen's Cloth Shop this morning that I forgot to ask Manager Wen how many undergarments she had placed in the front hall.

When?

"Ideally within five days."

Manager Fan raised his eyebrows, shook his head slightly, and said, "Miss Ziwan, it's not that I don't want to help you, it's just that you need a lot of these undergarments and you need them urgently. At the moment, we also have other customers' clothes being made in the cloth shop."

"If we're going to take on new orders, I'm afraid we'll have to wait another month."

"Brother Fan, could you please help me?"