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After careful discussion between Jing Chunxi and Xu Zize, they finally decided to schedule Qingfeng and Chuntao's wedding in May.

As a capable attendant of the prince, Qingfeng was awarded a small house in the inner city earlier. The two-story house is conveniently located, making it extremely convenient for the couple to report to the palace or travel to the Rong Enbo Mansion. It is enough for the couple to have several children and a few servants.

"Princess, let's change the date to October!" Chun Tao's eyes instantly reddened, and she was about to kneel before she finished speaking. It was already mid-February, and May was just around the corner. She really couldn't bear to leave so soon.

"Don't kneel! If you kneel, I'll immediately send you to the bridal chamber." Jing Chunxi's voice was threatening, but it contained unmistakable concern. Anyone in this world could kneel to her, except for these girls who had died for her in their past lives.

"From tomorrow on, you won't have to come here to be on duty anymore. Go back to your room and prepare for your marriage. That twenty-acre farm may not be large, but with careful management and Qingfeng's salary, you'll be able to live a prosperous life.

Go to the front yard later and withdraw two hundred taels of silver. If you need anything, have your maid go with you, or ask Tang Shuang to accompany you. Don't do everything yourself." Since the matter had already been decided, there was no room for her to maneuver.

"Miss, the silver you have rewarded me over the years has already added up to more than hundreds of taels. How can I use the money in the mansion again?" This time Chuntao actually knelt down, and Hongfen didn't have time to stop her.

"Alright, it's settled. I'm not treating you this way alone; everyone who's been loyal to me and shared my joys and sorrows will also receive this. Also, you're a good citizen now, so stop calling yourself a slave all the time. If I hear you again, you won't be allowed to enter the mansion again."

Although Jing Chunxi spoke in a firm tone, Chuntao still kowtowed three times respectfully. When she looked up again, her face was already in tears. Finally, she was gently helped up by her lover.

-

Time flies, it seems like bidding farewell to Dalangge was just yesterday, and the imperial examination is already underway in full swing.

After nine days and six nights of agonizing Spring Examination, I heard that many candidates fell ill in the examination room, some were carried out during the exam, and one even nearly lost his life.

Fortunately, Erlangge and his cousin-in-law Tao Chengrui both survived safely, but they were both thinner when they walked out of the examination room. Therefore, no one came to disturb them in the past few days, and they were allowed to rest and recover.

"Princess, someone from the General's Mansion said that an old friend from Lingnan has come, and that you know him, and asked if you would like to go back and meet him?" Aunt Wei is now in charge of all the affairs inside and outside the mansion. As soon as Jing Chunxi finished his breakfast, she came in to report.

"An old friend? Of course I have to go back and see him." Jing Chunxi felt a little curious and kept speculating about who the visitor might be.

It had been quite some time since she'd drunk Dalang's farewell wine and hadn't been back to her grandparents' home. She truly missed them. And her cousin Feng Jiaojiao—she wondered if she'd gotten used to it after Dalang's departure. It was time to go visit and say hello.

"Chun Tao," she called out out of habit, then remembered that Chun Tao was about to get married and would no longer be around to serve her. She changed her words and said, "Hong Fen, go get ready and call Xiao Yu. Oh, and bring Tang Shuang too. Maybe she'll recognize this old friend. Let's go now."

The stone lions stood tall in front of the General's Mansion. As soon as Jing Chunxi's carriage stopped, Sister Jin and several of her sisters came out from the gate to greet him like cheerful little birds.

"I knew that sister would come back." Mingzhu and Yanjie'er happily threw themselves into her arms. Jinjie'er helplessly pulled one of them away with one hand, and said softly, "You are so disrespectful." But she took the opportunity to hold Jing Chunxi's arm, which made Mingzhu and Yanjie'er stamp their feet. The soldier saw Xiaoyu getting off the car closely and finally changed his target. Then the three of them followed closely, talking and laughing.

"Do you know who is coming?" Jing Chunxi asked in a low voice.

"We didn't see anyone either," Jin Jie'er leaned close and whispered, "Grandmother told us to wait for my sister to come before we go in together. We only heard the gatekeeper say that it was a juren who came to Beijing to take the imperial examination." Mingzhu on the side also shook her head at her, indicating that she also knew nothing.

"Here from Lingnan to take the exam?" Jing Chunxi searched her memory carefully, but could not think of who it could be. Her maternal grandfather's family had been exiled in Lingnan for several years and had made the acquaintance of many families. Perhaps it was someone her third uncle had just met during his tenure, but it was not necessarily someone she knew.

Jing Chunxi thought to himself: This candidate came to Beijing to take the imperial examination, but he didn't even visit me beforehand, and only came to my house after the exam. He must be a good person. Otherwise, even if they only met a few times, my grandparents would definitely have treated him well.

As they chatted and laughed, they arrived at the "Kangning Courtyard" where the old lady lived. The maid guarding the gate saw them from a distance, bowed quickly, and turned to pass the message inside the courtyard.

-

Entering the main hall, the room was filled with warmth. The old lady sat upright on the central couch, her kind smile still lingering. To Jing Chunxi's surprise, his aunts and the young mistress, Feng Jiaojiao, were all present. Even Erlang, who had reportedly remained indoors since the exams, was there.

What was even more surprising was that the scholar from Lingnan was sitting next to Erlangge, and they were obviously having a good conversation just now.

Upon seeing them enter, a young man in a blue scholar's gown immediately stood up and bowed respectfully to Jing Chunxi: "I am Li Ziwen, your honor to meet the princess. And to meet all the young ladies."

Jing Chunxi looked at him carefully. He was of medium height, with a delicate face. His shoulders and back were straight, and he didn't look haggard after the Spring Examination. It seemed that he hadn't suffered much in the examination hall. But after a moment's scrutiny, he still felt unfamiliar.

"Mr. Li, please don't be so polite." Jing Chunxi nodded slightly in return.

The old lady smiled and beckoned her to sit next to her. Young Master Li had just sat next to Erlang, and the two seemed very familiar with each other, apparently old acquaintances.

"The princess only saw you once back then, so she must have forgotten you long ago." Erlangge then smiled and said to Jing Chunxi, "I knew my cousin wouldn't recognize you. After all, you've grown older, and your appearance has changed a bit."

"This is Mr. Li Ziwen, the eldest grandson of Village Chief Li. He placed in the top three in the Zhaoqing County exam," the old lady introduced with a smile. "But this child is too sincere. Your third uncle clearly told him to come to us in Beijing, but he waited until now to come."

"Oh! Brother Li is really too polite. Now that you have come to the capital, why are you still so distant?" Jing Chunxi suddenly realized and opened his mouth wide, as if he had some impression.

She recalled the time she delivered pork to the village chief after slaughtering a pig. That was the only time she had ever seen the slender young student. She remembered that although he was young at the time, he was already a scholar and the pride of Jiangmen County.

"The court has already made arrangements for the students. We can exchange knowledge with each other by being together with classmates, so I dare not disturb you." When he said this, he stood up and bowed before sitting down. His behavior was calm and proper, and he did not seem to be from a small place at all.

"Since you are here, don't leave. Which academy are you staying in? I'll send a car later and ask the servants to pick up your luggage." The old lady warmly persuaded her to stay.

"This..." Li Ziwen wanted to stand up and refuse after hearing this, but was pushed back to sit by Erlangge.

"Since you have entered the mansion, you must listen to grandma's arrangements. Thank you for the care of the village chief over the years, but you are now being awkward." Seeing Erlangge's stern face, Li Ziwen stopped refusing, but he acted extremely respectfully.

They chatted for a while, recounting many interesting stories from their time in Yamen Village. As lunchtime approached, the old general's resounding voice suddenly rang out from outside the courtyard gate.