The wedding date was only set last night, how did he find out so quickly?!
"Miss, don't panic. You are not married and he is not married. The young master and you are legally married. No one can interfere."
Qiuju thought it was the Emperor, and her face immediately fell.
Seeing Qiu Ju rushing out with a accusing expression, Jiang Shuyue quickly called out, "Don't rush. Once you find out what the other party's purpose is, your young lady will naturally have questions to answer him until he is speechless."
"Miss, Sister Qiuju, who made you angry?" The beaded curtain rustled, and Lan'er walked in with a letter in her hand.
"Is it the Emperor who has arrived?"
Jiang Shuyue and Qiu Ju asked in unison.
"It's a letter from the Emperor, sent to the Deputy Commander, instructing me to deliver it to you personally, Miss." Lan'er waved the white paper in her hand.
Is he still outside?
Jiang Shuyue had no idea what important matter the Emperor needed to write to her.
If Xiangyang is still around, you can ask him if you don't understand.
Lan'er handed over the letter and shook her head. "I'm leaving. The deputy commander seemed very busy, so I left without saying a word."
Jiang Shuyue eagerly unfolded the letter.
Moon Goddess, seeing this letter is like seeing you in person. I am deeply sorry that I was unable to leave the palace to celebrate the Lantern Festival with you and Sui Sui yesterday due to busy affairs of state.
I have good news for you. The matter of glass paste has been settled. In the near future, Wanling will be able to produce glass paste in large quantities, and you can build more greenhouses in the village.
The letter was short and unsigned.
Qiu Ju was completely dumbfounded.
"Miss, the Emperor sent someone to deliver this so urgently this morning. What does it mean? Does he mean we're really going to build so many greenhouses?"
Jiang Shuyue looked out the window. A ray of morning sunlight shone on the rectangular window lattice, making the window paper dazzlingly bright but obscuring the view outside.
A window was ajar, and one could only look out through the crack.
Jiang Shuyue smiled as she thought about achieving glass freedom in the future.
Seeing Jiang Shuyue smile, Qiuju asked, "Miss, do you understand the Emperor's meaning?"
Jiang Shuyue's eyes sparkled. "Qiuju, look at that window. If we didn't use paper windows, but replaced them with glass windows that are clearer and more transparent than glass, what do you think it would look like?"
Qiu Ju pursed her lips and thought seriously for a moment, and then her eyes sparkled.
"If we had such glass, we could see the flowers and plants in the yard from inside the house in spring, and there would be no rattling sound when the north wind blew in winter, and we wouldn't have to worry about the wind blowing the window paper torn the next morning."
Qiuju became more and more excited as she spoke, swallowed and continued, "In winter, when Miss wants to enjoy the snow scene, she no longer needs to run to the courtyard to freeze. She can just stand in front of the window and enjoy the white snow. That's all I can think of for now."
Jiang Shuyue gave Qiuju a thumbs up, "It's true that studying is useful; even four-character phrases are used so appropriately."
"Miss, are we really going to listen to the Emperor and build the greenhouse again?"
Qiuju, thinking that there were only a limited number of useful people on the estate and worried about tiring her young mistress, asked with some concern.
Jiang Shuyue shook her head. "No need. I can't change much on my own. Wanling is vast. When glass is no longer worth a fortune, I can compile the recipe for growing vegetables in greenhouses and present it to the Emperor. The Ministry of Works will naturally promote the method throughout Wanling."
“What you say makes sense, Miss. It’s a pity that you are a woman. If you were a man, you would surely have a place in the Golden Palace.”
Qiuju thought her young mistress was perfect in every way, as if she could live in any place except for the dragon throne.
Jiang Shuyue couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh, "Your young lady doesn't want to go to the Golden Palace to engage in verbal battles and scheming. Our life here is much more comfortable."
In the end, Jiang Shuyue gladly accepted Nangong Zeyue's offer and told Qiuju to handle it as she saw fit, with any expenses to be covered by the household's accounts.
In the days that followed, Qiuju busied herself preparing the items needed for the wedding.
Three days passed in the blink of an eye.
Su Huai-ren couldn't wait to enter the palace to meet the emperor. Xiao Jingzhao, mindful of the grievances he had suffered over the years, rewarded him with a box of silver, roughly equivalent to ten years' worth of his salary.
Xiao Jingzhao then had the Minister of Rites bring out the property deed for the house where Su Jin was currently living, and had Su Huai-ren take it back with him.
Su Huai-ren thanked the emperor for his grace and returned to the Su residence with a full load of gifts.
Madam Su completely ignored the pile of rewards and asked with expectant eyes, "My dear husband, has the Emperor said when you can return to your post at the Ministry of Rites?"
"Your Majesty is so kind as to grant me a few more days of rest. I have repeatedly pleaded with you, and Your Majesty has granted me permission to go to the Ministry of Rites for my shift tomorrow."
Su Huai-ren pointed to the boxes and gift boxes piled on the octagonal table.
"Madam, please quickly count the silver and the house deed. The Emperor said that the court's poor handling of the case caused me to lose my official position. This is compensation for my salary and rewards over the years, as well as the house deed for this house. Please count them and put them away together."
Madam Su's gaze was then drawn to the scene. "The Emperor's grace is boundless. That was all the fault of the previous dynasty's incompetent ruler. The Emperor is doing everything he can to help us."
Overjoyed, Madam Su knelt down and kowtowed three times towards the direction of the palace.
Upon returning to the capital, he inevitably had to deal with noble and aristocratic families again.
Social obligations, purchasing household items, buying servants and young men—all these require money.
The expenses were naturally much higher than in Yannan. When they left Yannan, the prince had Su Hui give them a sum of money, which was enough to settle them back in the capital.
Last night, the family sat together discussing the matter of proposing marriage at the Du residence.
With these rewards, the gifts for proposing marriage can be prepared more generously.
Having already experienced the hardship of being penniless, Madam Su knew the principle of "sitting idle and eating one's savings until they run out," and she planned to buy a few shops after this busy period.
She counted the silver and had Du Qi register it before putting it into the warehouse.
The next day.
Su Huai-ren went to the Ministry of Rites to take up his post.
Madam Su quickly prepared gifts and invited an official matchmaker to the Du residence to propose marriage.
Madam Du didn't put on airs at all and readily agreed to the marriage.
Madam Su realized that her son was of marriageable age, so she quickly paid a visit to the in-laws. The two families exchanged pleasantries and soon agreed on a wedding date, which was set for the Mid-Autumn Festival of the following year.
When Du Yutong learned that her mother had set a wedding date, the first thing she thought of was going to find Jiang Shuyue.
On this day, Jishetang received a woman who was having a difficult childbirth.
Jiang Shuyue led everyone in a busy two-hour operation before finally leaving the delivery room.
"Thank you so much, doctor, for saving my wife."
As Jiang Shuyue emerged from the delivery room, several maids and servants knelt down and kowtowed.
Jiang Shuyue, exhausted, waved her hand wearily, "Your wife and child are safe. The baby was too big and almost killed your wife. The baby is healthy, but the mother is weak right now. Just go in and take good care of her as instructed by the female doctor."
"Miss, Miss Du has arrived."
"Leave this to Yinqiao and the others, Miss, go back to the manor and rest." Seeing that her young mistress looked tired, Qiuju quickly came forward and took her arm.
Upon hearing that Du Yutong had arrived, Jiang Shuyue's fatigue vanished instantly.
This is to bring good news.
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