Xie Yu smiled meaningfully, cupped his hands and said, "Then I won't disturb you any longer, farewell."
After seeing Xie Yu off, Lin Yun stood in the courtyard, gazing at the sunset on the horizon, her thoughts churning.
The appearance of Yongzheng, Xie Yu's probing, and the upcoming plans for the textile factory and rouge shop—everything is like an invisible net, gradually drawing her into an increasingly complex situation.
But now that we've come this far, we must pave a bright future for ourselves and our families.
Xiao Tao walked over and said softly, "Miss, are you tired? Would you like to rest for a while?"
Lin Yun shook her head: "I'm not tired. Xiao Tao, go prepare paper and pen, I want to draw some new patterns."
Xiao Tao responded and left.
Lin Yun took a deep breath, her gaze resolute. No matter how much wind and rain lay ahead, she would not back down.
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Inside the Forbidden City
Half a month had passed since he last saw Lin Yun. Yongzheng stood in the imperial study, holding a secret report in his hand.
The secret guards have just sent word that several major cloth merchants in Jiangnan have learned of the imperial court's plans to establish textile factories and are attempting to resist the promotion of the new textile machines.
He sneered and threw the secret report into the brazier, the firelight illuminating his cold and stern face.
"By imperial decree, the Thirteenth Prince is ordered to expedite the construction of the textile factory and closely monitor the movements of the cloth merchants. Any unusual activity must be suppressed immediately."
"Yes!" The guard accepted the order and left.
Yongzheng walked to the window, looked at the palace wall in the distance, and the image of Lin Yun appeared in his mind.
Her intelligence, courage, and those clear, spring-like eyes left a lasting impression on him.
“Lin Yun…” he murmured the name, a complex look flashing in his eyes.
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