The government was sending out wives, and I ended up with a princess from the previous dynasty!

Murong Jiu, of course, also saw this scene.

She had initially wanted to stop her, since Yuan Jin'er had approached Jia Daoshi several times, perhaps because she had something urgent to discuss. But in the end, she decided against it.

What does Yuan Jin'er's matter have to do with her?

Just burn it.

What she cared about more were her two older sisters.

I wonder how they are now. I wish they could be together now.

Thinking of this, Murong Jiu sighed again.

Just then, a familiar figure appeared at the door.

Jia Daoshi is back.

Upon seeing Jia Daoshi, Murong Jiu went to greet him, saying, "My lord is back!"

At this moment, Jia Daoshi was holding a thick stack of papers, all of which he had brought back from Shen Li.

That said, paper was really expensive in this era. If he were to buy it, the amount he had would cost at least four or five taels of silver.

It would be painful to spend this money!

Since Shen Li had a lot of paper, he simply brought some back with him.

Having saved four or five taels of silver, Jia Daoshi was in a good mood, humming a little tune all the way.

Upon entering the courtyard and seeing Murong Jiu, his mood improved even more.

The feeling of coming home to a smiling young woman rushing towards you – who can understand that?

"My lord, why did you buy so much paper?" Murong Jiu asked curiously. "Here, let me help you carry it."

"With your skinny arms and legs, you'd better not bother, lest you wrinkle the paper," Jia Daoshi said with a laugh.

"Hmph! You look down on me! How dare you!" Murong Jiu waved her little fist.

"Wait a moment, call everyone in the manor here, I have something to tell you," Jia Daoshi said.

"What is it?" Murong Jiu asked curiously.

"Writing characters."

"Write?"

Murong Jiu was stunned again.

Soon after dinner, Jia Daoshi instructed Steward Sun to summon all fifteen young maids from the mansion.

This was the first time Jia Daoshi had ever called everyone together like this.

"Those of you who can write, step forward!"

In those days, few women, especially daughters from poor families, attended academies.

So after hearing Jia Daoshi's words, the group of more than ten people looked at each other in bewilderment.

Writing?

In the end, only four little girls cautiously took a small step forward!

"Sir, we can write."

Only four?

Although he knew this would be the outcome, Jia Daoshi was still somewhat disappointed.

What he didn't know was that only in this place, the Xuanhua ship, could the maids be of such a high standard.

In the case of an ordinary wealthy family, almost none of the maids in the mansion would be literate.

"Alright, four it is fine. Butler Sun, have everyone else leave. Oh, and go get the writing brush, ink, and inkstone."

"Yes!"

Butler Sun led the remaining women away.

Jia Daoshi placed the manuscript on the tea table beside him and continued:

"I've summoned you here today because there's something I need you to do."

"This matter is very important, and I hope you will all take it seriously, understand?"

No one, including Di Qinglin and Murong Jiu, knew what he was planning to do.

Jia Hu knew even less.

However, seeing how serious he was, the group could only listen attentively.

"See the papers on the table? I'm giving you two days to copy the contents of these papers ten times. Of course, if you can copy more, that would be even better."

"Can it be done?"

Was this all the master called them over for?

"can!"

The little girls readily agreed.

They all seem to be very motivated.

Their enthusiasm was naturally high. In such a large estate, with food, drink and lodging provided on a daily basis, and nothing much to do, they rarely saw the master, and they began to doubt their own value!

Where can you find such a great job?

What if the master finds out they're so idle and decides to abandon them?

Now that the master has finally asked them to do something, how could they not perform well?

If the master sees my efforts and is moved, then...

Di Qinglin, on the other hand, looked completely bewildered. Why bother with all this stuff?

Instead of wasting time on this, you'd be better off practicing the Dragon Elephant Divine Skill!

However, she was too lazy to bother with these miscellaneous matters.

Murong Jiu, on the other hand, picked up a book and looked at it for a while, and was quickly captivated by the story inside!

My goodness, what an amazing story!

This Duan Yu is so handsome!

After giving his instructions, Jia Daoshi went for a walk in the garden.

At this moment, Steward Sun walked over with writing implements in his hand. When he saw Jia Daoshi, he hesitated to speak.

"Steward Sun, is there something you want to say to me?" Jia Daoshi called out to the old man.

Normally, this old man is quite capable and handles all matters, big and small, in the mansion very well. Jia Daoshi has a good impression of him.

"Master, it's alright, I'll bring them some writing brushes, ink, and inkstones," Steward Sun said hurriedly.

"Stop!" Jia Daoshi was displeased; this old fellow was clearly hiding something from him.

Butler Sun had no choice but to stop.

"You really have nothing to tell me?" Jia Daoshi asked meaningfully.

"Well... sir, there is indeed something I'm not sure if I should say," Butler Sun said cautiously after a moment's hesitation.

"Speak," Jia Daoshi said, waving his hand dismissively.

“Master, these past two days, Miss Yuan Jin’er from Baihua Tower has sent her name cards twice, but Madam tore them up both times. I was afraid of delaying your business, so I dared to mention it.”

After saying that, Butler Sun hurriedly lowered his head.

That old guy really knows how to handle things.

But what does Yuan Jin'er want with me?

Could it be that King Wu Qing of Zhou was planning to use a honey trap?

That being said, the Ninth Prince Wu Qingye's affair with the most beautiful courtesan of the Hundred Flowers Pavilion was something he hadn't anticipated.

"Butler Sun."

"The old slave is here!"

"Alright, come out with me later. Don't let the First Madam and the Second Madam know about this," Jia Daoshi instructed.

"Yes!"

Although Butler Sun verbally agreed, he was also a little worried. It seemed that his master was a little afraid of his mistress!

Soon after settling things at home, Jia Daoshi met with Steward Sun at the entrance of the manor.

"Brother Shi! Where are you going! Why aren't you taking me to play?" Just then, the big, goofy Jia Hu came bounding over, "Take me to play! Take me to play!"