After I traveled through the book, my sister kidnapped my mother

Wen Zhimiao and others went to Shilizui first. As soon as they entered, Wen Zhimiao asked the restaurant to prepare three tables of food.

"Why order so much?" Wen Jiuzhao didn't understand what she was going to do.

"Let those who have finished their exams and some outstanding students come over for dinner. For the rest, let the academy reward them with some food. I'll pay for it." Wen Zhimiao stretched.

"We're leaving tomorrow, and I won't be able to see them for a long time." The original academy has become the headquarters of Lulin Academy.

During the past ten years, Wen Jiuzhao has worked really hard to expand the academy to many places.

And they also developed orphanages, which are similar to orphanages.

There is never a shortage of abandoned children in this era.

As for the money to support the academy and kindergarten, it was provided by Shen Luoling.

In addition, Wen Jiuzhao recruited some wealthy businessmen who were willing to provide funding.

After this entire system was gradually perfected, Wen Zhimiao assisted Wen Jiuzhao in obtaining a sum of money from the court.

She also suggested that such a model could be promoted across the country.

But it is not so easy to promote this.

Still have to take it slow.

After Wen Zhimiao and a group of young officials argued for their opinions, the plan was passed, but its implementation was still very slow.

After all, if you calculate it carefully, this is also a considerable expense.

But no matter what, at least it is being implemented. However, since it is officially promoted, it is difficult to only accommodate girls. After all, it still needs funding from local wealthy businessmen.

"Invite them over. Do you want to have dinner with them?" Wen Jiuzhao asked.

Wen Zhimiao smiled and shook his head: "No, they are always scared when they see me."

Zheng Shu whispered beside him, "Miao Miao is a princess, of course she will."

Wen Zhimiao laughed: "Well, so for them to feel more comfortable, I won't go."

Not long after, He Yuanyao and Bian Ruitong also came over.

He Yuanyao was still sitting in a wheelchair. Wen Zhimiao did not tell He Yuanyao that he was coming to wait for someone today.

He also specifically told Bian Ruitong to take He Yuanyao to play in the mansion for a while.

After all, he is still injured. Although the toxins have been discharged, the external injuries cannot be healed in just a few days.

He Yuanyao came in and saw that they were all there. She grumbled to Wen Zhimiao in dissatisfaction: "You went to pick someone up outside the examination room and didn't even ask me to go with you."

"Take good care of your injuries." Wen Zhimiao said with a smile.

"I'm almost recovered. I'll be able to walk on my own in a few days." He Yuanyao said unconvinced.

"Come on." Wen Zhimiao smiled and glanced at her still fixed foot.

"Why didn't Wanyue come?" He Yuanyao asked curiously.

"She went to accompany the old lady." Wen Zhimiao took a sip of wine and felt that it was not as delicious as what he drank last night.

Wen Jiuzhao saw her drinking secretly and quickly stopped her: "Drink less."

"Yeah~" Wen Zhimiao nodded obediently.

Qi Linglang had already taken out the chess set from the cabinet and pulled Zheng Shu to play chess with her.

He Yuanyao and Bian Ruitong sat down, and the singer and dancer of Shilizui also came in. Wen Zhimiao sat there lazily. He Yuanyao and Bian Ruitong could not appreciate such elegant singing and dancing.

Bian Ruitong ran over to Qi Linglang and Zheng Shu and watched them play chess.

He Yuanyao did not leave, but sat next to Wen Jiuzhao.

Wen Jiuzhao took out a chess board and asked, "Want a game?"

"Okay." He Yuanyao nodded a little nervously.

"Sister, please be more considerate of her. She is very bad at cooking." Wen Zhimiao laughed at her.

He Yuanyao blushed a little: "No need to give in."

"You just keep talking tough. My sister can compete with the Saint Hand Lu for half a day. With your level, it's not appropriate to ask my sister to let you go. I have to let you go so as not to be defeated quickly." Wen Zhimiao shook his head.

"You talk as if you're so strong." He Yuanyao couldn't help but argue with Wen Zhimiao.

"I'm not strong. I beg my sister to give in to me." Wen Zhimiao said as a matter of course.

He Yuanyao choked. It seemed so. Wen Zhimiao never pretended to be an expert.

Wen Jiuzhao laughed: "Okay, I'll let you go."

He Yuanyao immediately laughed: "Sister Princess is so nice."

Wen Zhimiao sighed and was too lazy to pay attention to her.

Instead, he went to find the musician with his zither in his arms.

The musicians hired by Shilizui at a high salary are of extraordinary level.

If we were to say what Wen Zhimiao is weakest in, it would definitely be painting. Music is a little better. She has a decent sense of music. Although she is not an expert, she can still listen if she has guidance from a famous teacher.

The dancer went out, leaving only the musician to continue teaching Wen Zhimiao to play.

Everyone in the group played their own games, but they were used to it.

Master Wanyue came only after nightfall.

As soon as I entered the door, I couldn't help but look at Wen Zhimiao and the musician.

The musician was a veiled woman, and her age was actually similar to Shi Wanyue and the others.

Just because of his talent, his piano skills were well-known in Yunjing at a young age.

At this moment, the two of them were sitting together, Wen Zhimiao was playing the piano and the musician was accompanying him with the flute, and it looked unusually harmonious.

Perhaps he was very satisfied with the performance, Wen Zhimiao stopped playing and smiled at the musician.

"Thank you, I think I understand."

The musician leaned slightly towards her and said, "Your Highness is too polite."

There were few people in Yunjing City who didn't know Wen Zhimiao, and the musician naturally knew Wen Zhimiao's identity a long time ago.

Wen Zhimiao turned to look at Shi Wanyue and immediately stood up: "Sister."

When the musician saw her getting up, he guessed that he would have to go out too.

"Your Highness." The musician called Wen Zhimiao nervously.

Wen Zhimiao turned around and looked at her in confusion: "What's wrong?"

The musician took out a small box from his sleeve pocket.

"What is this?" Wen Zhimiao looked at her with some confusion.

"Zhu Fei will leave Yunjing for Jiangnan in a few days. My parents want to do business there. This is the string I got a few days ago. I heard that Your Highness is looking for it."

"Zhu Fei's family has been able to settle down in Yunjing these years, thanks to your care."

Wen Zhimiao scratched his head: "You're too polite. I didn't help you with anything."

Zhu Fei's family fell into poverty due to some accidents at home. Fortunately, Zhu Fei played the piano very well and could come to the restaurant to play the piano to supplement the family income.

But she was pretty and her family had no background, so she was inevitably bullied. Wen Zhimiao and others met her a few times and helped her out.

After a few interactions, those rogue young men realized that this man was protected by the young prince and stopped acting presumptuously.

As a result, the Zhu family's situation improved again. Sister Zhu Fei and her mother often sold things at the night market and saved some money for the family business.

It’s just that the Zhu family originally came from the Jiangnan area. They came to Yunjing with their father to do business. Unexpectedly, his father was cheated and lost all his property, and he also passed away early.

Shi Wanyue stood by and watched the look Zhu Fei gave Wen Zhimiao.

She was not unfamiliar with that look, and even saw it often.

In Yunjing City, there are many girls who have been helped by Wen Zhimiao.

Wen Zhimiao is an extrovert and cheerful person, and if he wants to help others, he will do so to the end.

Not only Shi Wanyue was not surprised by the look, everyone else also looked like they were used to it.