Dou Zhao looked at Ji Yong in surprise.

I didn't expect him to be so considerate!

Ji Yong smiled shyly and said, "Don't worry, I will keep it a secret for you and will never tell my aunt."

Dou Zhao also laughed.

She thought carefully and said, "Aunt Cui has always been in good health. But two years ago, she went to the vegetable garden to pick melons and suddenly fell down in the garden. If there hadn't been someone to take care of her, I'm afraid she would have..."

Ji Yong listened and said in silence: "Show me the prescription the doctor wrote at that time."

Dou Zhao had no choice but to apologize: "At that time, Aunt Cui lived in the farm. By the time we found out and brought Aunt Cui to the county, the prescription had long disappeared."

Ji Yong walked around the ear room a few times with his hands behind his back, and said, "I vaguely remember a pharmacopoeia that said a strong peasant woman died suddenly without any signs. Her symptoms were very similar to those of Aunt Cui. The final diagnosis was that it was evil wind-heat that invaded the skin surface..."

Dou Zhao perked up and asked, "Is there any treatment?"

"Keep a calm mind and eat in moderation." Ji Yong said, "You should focus on nourishment and supplement it with diet therapy." Then, "What does Aunt Cui like to eat on a daily basis? Too greasy food is not good for her. Also, don't make her angry. Avoid being too happy or angry."

Dou Zhao answered them one by one.

Ji Yong and Dou Zhao went to the kitchen again and picked out the things that grandma couldn't eat. They were busy for half an hour before returning to the house.

Ji looked at their empty hands and asked curiously, "Where is the medicine you boiled?"

Oops, forgot about that!

The two looked at each other, but Dou Zhao immediately thought of an excuse like "knocked over the bowl", but before she could say anything, Ji Yong said, "I read that method of boiling medicine in a book, but I never used it. This time I finally found an opportunity to use it, but who knew it was worse than the usual method, and the medicine was all boiled into a mess."

Ji and her grandmother laughed out loud.

Dou Zhao muttered in his heart: How come I have no impression of such a person in my previous life? What happened to him? Or did I overlook something?

For a moment, she became curious about why Ji Yong did not continue to attend the meeting.

Ji told her quietly: "My nephew can talk before he can walk, and can recite articles even when he has no strength to hold a pen. Grandfather loves him like a treasure and teaches him to read and write. He has lived up to his grandfather's expectations and has become famous in literature at a young age. Because of this, he knows nothing about worldly affairs, and cannot live without the servants around him for food, clothing, housing and transportation. Knowledge of worldly affairs is learning, and knowledge of human nature is writing. Grandfather said that with his personality, he may be good at studying, but if he enters the government, he may not be as good as a minor official. Moreover, our family has produced both imperial tutors and palace elders, and everyone looks up to him. It is better not to give him the title of the top scholar. Let him go out and gain some experience, learn the ways of the world, and then study. Only then will his articles be heroic and chivalrous, and they will be truly good articles."

Dou Zhao was half-believing and half-doubting, and said, "I think cousin Ji is a very good person!"

She was also very kind to the maids and servants who served her, and they even helped her to take Aunt Cui's pulse.

Ji was stumped by this question.

She hesitated for a long time before murmured, "You'll know later," and then asked about Aunt Cui's health and let the matter go.

Dou Zhao became more and more interested in Ji Yong.

At this time, Gao Xing came to report to her happily: "Duan said that he will return to Kyoto tomorrow."

Duan came back on Wang Yingxue's orders to help the Wang family deal with the property left in Nanwo.

Gao Xing was puzzled at the time: "Lord Wang is now a provincial governor, don't you even have someone to help manage the industry?"

"A powerful dragon cannot defeat a local snake." Dou Zhao said calmly, "Du An was born and raised in Zhending. He started working in the government at the age of eight. When he went to Kyoto, he was already a well-known manager. He has a wide range of social contacts and connections. With his help, he will definitely be able to make more money than others."

Gao Xing trusted Dou Zhao the most. After a few days, he sent a smart servant to inquire about the situation. As expected, the Wang family's fertile fields were sold for a very high price. Gao Xing was amazed: "The fourth young lady is really amazing!" He was also wary of Du An trying to do something bad to him in order to help Du Ning. He was trembling with fear every day, fearing that something might happen. Fortunately, Du An was very busy and occasionally helped Du Ning with some advice. With Dou Zhao as his backer, no one dared to confront him openly. All those tricks were useless. All the affairs of Xidou were still in his hands in an orderly manner.

Dou Zhao thought it was time for Duan to go back.

If he stays any longer, he might have no place to stay in Kyoto.

Gao Xing said, "Miss, do you think I should see Steward Du off?"

"What do you want to say goodbye to?" Dou Zhao asked calmly, "Did he say hello to us when he came? Since he doesn't need you to welcome him, he certainly doesn't need you to say goodbye to him either!"

He nodded happily.

Dou Zhao ordered him: "Prepare a carriage for me. I will go to the farm tomorrow."

Gao Xing smiled and said, "Mr. Chen is back?"

Chen Qushui's external identity is the newly hired accountant in Dou Zhao's calligraphy shop. He usually lives in the farm and goes to Kyoto every month to check accounts with Fan Wenshu. Therefore, Dou Zhao often goes to the farm to ask Chen Qushui about the situation of the Kyoto shop. In fact, he goes to Chen Qushui to ask for advice on homework and inquire about what happened in Kyoto.

"Yes!" Dou Zhao smiled and thought of the shop in Kyoto.

Although Fan Wenshu had no experience in running a calligraphy and painting shop, he was capable. Within a month of arriving in Kyoto, he had used the connections of the Dou family to secure all kinds of relationships. Within three months of opening, the shop turned a loss into a break-even.

Dou Zhao did not open the shop for the purpose of making money. Now that the shop is doing well, she is not a stingy person. She made an agreement with Fan Wenshu that if there is a profit at the end of the year, he can get 10%.

Fan Wenshu was overjoyed and paid more attention to the affairs in the shop. Every time Chen Qushui went to reconcile the accounts, he treated him warmly and told him everything he knew about the things that interested Chen Qushui, helping Chen Qushui a lot.

I wonder what news Mr. Chen brought this time?

Dou Zhao thought about it, went to report to his grandmother, and went to the farm early the next morning with Su Su, the Bie sisters and several guards.

Chen Qushui had already brewed a pot of Biluochun tea and was waiting for her.

Dou Zhao held the cup of clear emerald green tea and couldn't help but praise it as "good tea".

Chen Qushui listened, smiled, and poured her another cup of tea. He said, "I have another good news to tell you, young lady."

Dou Zhao raised his eyebrows.

Chen Qushui said, "At the beginning of the month, your father was summoned to the imperial court and was awarded a prize."

Regardless of what kind of person my father was, he was quite knowledgeable.

Dou Zhao didn't take it seriously.

Chen Qushui looked at Dou Zhao deeply.

Until now, he couldn't see clearly what kind of person the woman in front of him was.

You say she is ignorant, but she can do things that ordinary men can't do, such as sharing the profits of model essays and hiring herself as a teacher. You say she is sensible, but she doesn't care about her father's promotion and family honor, which can improve her status.

Dou Zhao asked Chen Qushui about his homework: "I read in a book last time that it said: The way of a sage is to get rid of wisdom and tricks. If wisdom and tricks are not eliminated, it is difficult to be normal. Isn't the reason why a sage is called a sage that he has more wisdom and tricks than ordinary people? Why is it said that 'if wisdom and tricks are not eliminated, it is difficult to be normal'?"

She learned music, chess, calligraphy and painting from Song Weimin, and learned classics and history from Chen Qushui.

Chen Qushui knew that Dou Zhao didn't want to talk about his father's affairs anymore, so he naturally followed suit and said with a smile: "A saint only needs to be diligent in his work and wait for orders from Heaven. If he loses the key by being clever and deceitful, it will be difficult to continue the way of Heaven..." He explained to Dou Zhao in detail what it meant to rule a country by law.

Dou Zhao leaned on his elbows to listen, and discussed with Chen Qushui with great interest: "This is interesting! It is the same principle as how we manage the inner house - there are customs in the mansion, and as long as everything follows the customs, nothing will go wrong. But some people just rely on their cleverness to do things on their own and break the rules. As a result, the upper and lower levels follow suit, and the atmosphere of the entire mansion is ruined."

Chen Qushui's forehead was sweating when he heard this. He said, "How can this be the same as managing the inner house? This is the way to govern a country."

"Cultivate your character, manage your family, and then you can bring peace to the country." Dou Zhao said with a smile, "If you don't manage your family, how can you manage the country? This shows that the principles are universal."

Chen Qushui thought about it and felt that it made some sense, but Dou Zhao's mind was a little narrow, which was partly because she was a lady from a noble family.

He couldn't help but sneer, saying, "If the young lady uses this method to manage her family, it would be great. However, legal principles are nothing more than human feelings. It may not be a good thing to only pay attention to rules and regulations without understanding human feelings."

"The truth lies in the people who apply it." Dou Zhao thought of Ji Yong.

Or maybe this is the reason why the old lady of the Ji family asked Ji Yong to travel!

The two of them were talking more and more heatedly, and Su Jin ran in in a panic: "Miss, it's bad! Aunt Cui has fainted!"

Dou Zhao's face changed drastically. He stood up in a panic and asked in a sharp voice, "What happened?"

"Liu Wan from the mansion came over just now and said that Aunt Cui was talking to Hong Gu, and somehow, she closed her eyes and fainted." Su Jin said, tears welling up in her eyes. "The head of the house hurriedly sent him to tell the young lady that she should go back quickly."

How could this happen?

Didn't Ji Yong say that as long as I take good care of myself, nothing will happen?

Dou Zhao was uneasy, so he ordered Su Jin to have someone harness the carriage, and asked Su Xin to call Liu Wan in to talk: "Has the Gao family hired a doctor? What do you think?"

Liu Wan was sweating and covered in dust. When he touched his face, he found a black mark. "When I came, Tong Ling was sent by the senior manager to call the doctor, and Hong Gu sent Qiu Kui to call the Sixth Madam."

Dou Zhao felt slightly relieved, and hurriedly said goodbye to Chen Qushui, and hurried home with his maid and guards.

Bie Suxin's face turned pale, but she held Dou Zhao's hand and kept comforting her: "Good people are blessed by heaven. Aunt Cui will be fine. She is so kind to others. The Bodhisattva will bless her..."

Dou Zhao had a knot in his heart, and after hearing these words, he couldn't help but shed tears.

The world suddenly turned upside down in front of her eyes, and she was knocked all over the place. However, she felt like there was a cushion under her body. She didn't feel any pain, but her ears were buzzing.

From outside the carriage came the terrified voice of the Dou family's leading guard: "Who are you? Is this the Dou family's carriage in the north building? What do you want to do? Be careful not to be arrested by the government..."

Someone pulled Dou Zhao and said, "Miss, Miss, are you okay?"

Dou Zhao felt dizzy, but he recognized that it was Bie Sulan's voice, and his heart became clearer.

Their carriage overturned, someone was plotting against them!

"That's the Dou family's carriage that's being blocked," a man said grimly, "If you're caught by the government, you'll have to be alive to report it to the authorities!"

There was a sound of fighting outside the carriage.