Behind him, Yinxiang stood at the street corner, watching Lin Yun's figure gradually disappear into the distance.
He narrowed his eyes slightly and whispered to a guard beside him, "Follow him and see where this young master Lin lives and which family he belongs to. Remember, don't alert him."
The guards obeyed and quietly disappeared into the crowd.
The Thirteenth Prince looked up at the sky; the sun was already setting.
After a moment's thought, he instructed the guard beside him, "We won't go to the textile factory today. Let's return to the manor."
The guards obeyed, and the group turned around and headed towards Prince Yi's residence.
Upon returning to his residence, Yinxiang went straight to his study.
He ordered his servants to prepare writing brushes, ink, paper, and inkstones, and instructed them not to disturb him. Then he sat down at his desk and began writing furiously.
With the candlelight flickering, he meticulously recorded his conversation with Young Master Lin that day, especially his suggestions regarding investment and sales.
After finishing writing, he repeatedly considered the wording to ensure that the memorial was clear, logical, and substantive.
"This Young Master Lin is indeed a rare talent." Yinxiang put down his pen, rubbed his temples, and thought to himself.
Although he had some doubts about Young Master Lin's identity, he admired his courage and intelligence even more.
With his assistance, the promotion of cotton cloth will surely be much more effective.
About an hour later, the guard hurriedly returned to the mansion to report.
He knelt on one knee, clasped his hands, and reported: "Reporting to the Thirteenth Prince, I followed Young Master Lin and saw him enter the Yunxiang Villa in the west of the city, and he has not come out since."
"Yunxiang Villa?" Yinxiang raised an eyebrow, a knowing glint in his eyes.
He put down his teacup and murmured, "...That makes sense."
Lin Yun was granted the title of Imperial Merchant by Emperor Yongzheng and came to the capital. The emperor bestowed upon her a mansion and villa, which they have yet to see.
Who else could be in Yunxiang Villa besides Lin Yun?
Thinking of how she dressed as a man today, with her imposing presence and composed demeanor.
However, the beard on his face was probably drawn on.
Yinxiang couldn't help but smile: "That's quite interesting."
Since she is Lin Yun, it would be inappropriate to recommend her for a position in the imperial court.
However, providing assistance from the sidelines should be feasible; I must have a good talk with my fourth brother tomorrow.
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Lin Yun, Xiao Tao, and Manager Chen have returned to Yunxiang Villa.
As soon as she entered, Xiao Tao couldn't help but ask, "Miss, that Thirteenth Master seemed to be paying extra attention to you today. Could it be..." She hesitated, her eyes full of worry.
Lin Yun gently shook her head: "No need to worry. Although the Thirteenth Prince is of noble status, he is upright and honest. Even if he sees through our scheme, he will not make things difficult for us."
The historical title of "Iron-Capped Prince" is not just a figurehead.
She hadn't expected to meet Miss Xie today; she'd ask Uncle Wang to investigate what happened.
She paused, then added, "You must not mention today's events to anyone."
Manager Chen nodded in agreement, then took his leave to arrange affairs in the courtyard.
Lin Yun went to the flower room in the backyard by herself.
That was her meticulously arranged experimental site for hydroponic flowers, and every plant there was the result of her painstaking efforts.
Pushing open the door to the flower room, a refreshing scent wafts out.
Lin Yun lit the oil lamp, and the soft light shone on the crystal-clear porcelain plates.
She walked closer for a closer look, and suddenly her eyes lit up.
The seeds planted a few days ago have now sprouted, and the tender green shoots are growing exceptionally well under the nourishment of the spiritual spring water.
"It sprouted so quickly?" Lin Yun squatted down and gently touched the delicate leaves, marveling at the sight.
The effects of the spiritual spring water far exceeded her expectations.
If it were rice or wheat, I wonder if it would be able to germinate and grow.
There are also vegetables and fruits.
Vegetables definitely can be grown hydroponically; countless food bloggers have been showing off their hydroponic vegetables online.
I'll have the housekeeper buy some seeds tomorrow and try it out.
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The next morning at court, the officials presented their reports as usual, but Yinxiang was somewhat distracted, waiting to report the previous day's events to his fourth brother privately after the court session.
After the court session ended and the officials left, Yinxiang quickly caught up with Yongzheng, who was about to leave, and respectfully bowed, saying, "Fourth Brother, I have something to report."
Yongzheng paused, turned around and glanced at him, then said with a faint smile, "Come with me to the Imperial Study to talk."
Inside the Imperial Study, the air was filled with the fragrance of sandalwood.
Emperor Yongzheng sat upright at the table, calmly picked up his teacup, and took a sip: "Speak, what is it?"
Yinxiang gathered his thoughts and recounted his chance encounter with Lin Yun the previous day.
He mentioned Lin Yun's courage in saving people, and his words were full of praise: "Although that young master Lin was dressed simply, he had an extraordinary demeanor. He was not afraid of several spoiled young men, which is really rare."
Yongzheng's eyes flickered slightly, his fingertips gently tracing the rim of the teacup, his tone remaining calm: "Oh? Is that so?"
To protect Yun'er, he arranged for nearly thirty bodyguards to guard her.
It's no exaggeration to say that, apart from taking a bath and changing clothes, Lin Yun's every move was under his control. The guards had already reported this to him last night.
But hearing it from my thirteenth brother now brings a completely different feeling.
Yinxiang did not notice anything amiss and continued, "Later, I invited him to a teahouse for a chat, and his proposed strategy of 'investment promotion and sales' was truly refreshing."
He recounted Lin Yun's suggestion in detail, his eyes gleaming with excitement.
"If this method is implemented, it will surely solve the problem of promoting cotton cloth."
Upon hearing the words "a chat in a teahouse," Yongzheng paused slightly in his teacup, a dark glint flashing in his eyes, but it vanished in an instant.
He put down his teacup and said slowly, "This person does have some knowledge."
Yinxiang nodded: "That's right. I originally wanted to recruit him to assist with the textile factory's affairs, but later I learned that he was actually..."
He paused, then lowered his voice, "Miss Lin from Yunxiang Courtyard."
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