Mu Yi'an knew that her third uncle and third aunt were not satisfied with her this time.
But what can be done?
They have no background or connections, and don't want to get involved in any of these things.
Knowing too much about some things isn't a good thing.
After Mu Yi'an and the others returned to the city, the visiting cards at home were piled up like a small mountain.
Mu Yi'an and the others sorted things out. Although they didn't plan to make any connections, they still wanted to be aware of the situation.
It took two days to sort through these visiting cards, most of which were from merchants and families in the prefectural city.
Mu Yi'an would not look down on merchants. The so-called scholars, farmers, artisans, and merchants were the standards by which aristocratic families divided social status, and they had no use for them.
I never intended to do any big business; I'm not cut out for it.
True aristocratic families wouldn't get involved in this kind of thing; they have their own principles for doing things.
Mu Yi'an breathed a sigh of relief. It wasn't that she was being sycophantic; it was just that in this era, sometimes there were people that they couldn't afford to offend.
As Mu Yi'an guessed, Aunt Mu was indeed unhappy this time.
Even the palace flowers that Mu Yi'an sent over didn't sit right with her.
"Master, what is Yi'an thinking? She doesn't even cherish such a good opportunity?"
I went to the estate to persuade her to take the opportunity to make more connections with influential people, but she was still unwilling.
Although we are just uncle and aunt, we will not harm her.
Build more connections; you'll always find a use for them later.
Aunt Mu has lived in the prefectural city for so many years, and her husband is only a Juren (a successful candidate in the imperial examinations) and a minor official. They have no opportunity to befriend him.
Yi'an, such a good opportunity, she just gave it up.
If she seizes the opportunity, could she also bring along her relatives? Perhaps, her husband could even get a promotion.
"Alright, you know what kind of people An and the others are. Otherwise, Shuyun wouldn't have gone to teach; she would have become an official long ago."
Uncle Mu was also unhappy, because An Xin's account of the matter was not detailed enough, and many things were vague.
And then there's my older brother and Zichen. They didn't even inform me beforehand about something so important. I don't know what that means.
The couple each had their own ideas, and both harbored some resentment towards Yi'an.
Time passed unnoticed as the year drew to a close, and Mu Yi'an eagerly awaited the return of the people from the Northwest.
In mid-December, outside the city gates, Manager Wei and his team returned, weary from their journey.
"Master Mu, Manager Wei, we've reached the city gate. We'll take our leave now, and meet again someday."
"Master Wu, thank you for taking care of me along the way. Take care."
Lord Wu, seated on his tall horse, clasped his hands in a fist salute to the group of people also riding on horseback, and then rode away with his men.
Brother Mu and his group dismounted, took the reins, and headed into the city.
"It's been over a year, and we're back."
"Manager Wei, after you go back, your sister-in-law won't even recognize you."
Looking at Manager Wei, who was tanned dark by the sun, and then thinking about himself, Song, the accountant, realized he wasn't much fairer.
"They're all the same, they're all the same."
After passing through the city gate, everyone quieted down, feeling a mix of trepidation and a sense of being close to home.
"Wei Fu? Is it Wei Fu?"
Old Man Wei rushed over and confirmed again and again that it really was his son and eldest grandson who had returned.
"Father, it's me, I'm back."
After confirming, Old Man Wei turned and ran back. He was going to the hanging flower gate to inform his wife that his uncle and the others had returned.
Looking at his father's agile figure, Wei Fu felt very comforted. His body was really in good shape.
Mu Yi'an was also very excited when she received the letter, and told them to come in quickly.
Brother Mu, Manager Wei, and Accountant Song went into the inner courtyard, while the others went to wash up.
The servants of the Chu family parted ways with them at the city gate.
"Brother, Manager Wei, and Accountant Song, thank you for your hard work!"
Looking at the three men, tanned dark and weathered, the strong winds of the Northwest had not been kind to them!
"Yi'an, we did it!"
Brother Mu was also very excited as he thought about the silver notes in his arms.
He guessed right again this time.
"Brother, go wash up first, we'll talk again tonight."
"Okay, my thighs are all sore from riding horses, I need to get some sleep first."
Brother Mu has become quite skilled at horsemanship in the Northwest, but he still hasn't adapted.
"Big brother, wash up, eat something, and then go to sleep."
"knew."
Sister-in-law Fang has already made the arrangements; cooking has already begun in the kitchen.
"Madam, we have lived up to your expectations!"
"Madam, these are the account books and bank drafts."
Manager Wei and Accountant Song still had things to report, and they felt uneasy carrying so many silver notes.
"Please sit down and rest for a while, and have some tea."
Mu Yi'an took the ledger and handed the banknotes to Sister Fang to count.
They were exhausted. Mu Yi'an glanced at the ledger and saw the final profit.
One hundred and twenty thousand taels of silver, that's a round number.
"Manager Wei, Accountant Song, I'll look at the ledgers slowly later. You two go back and wash up first."
The kitchen has prepared food; someone will deliver it to you shortly.
"Sister Fang, put the banknotes away first. Let Sister Wei and Sister Song go home first, and they can come back to work tomorrow."
Fang's wife went into the inner room, and came out again after a while to find Wei's wife and the others.
"Thank you, ma'am."
"Go and rest first. Once you're rested, we'll discuss and reward those who have contributed!"
Mu Yi'an thought that with the capital she had invested and the income from the estate and shops this year, she had a total of about 200,000 taels of silver, so she wasn't short of money.
Manager Wei and Accountant Song thanked Madam again, knowing that she was generous and would not mistreat them.
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