After being reborn, her aloof ex-husband and her crazy deceased husband got into a fight.

The arrival of Wei Shi'an added three more people to Gan Cai'er's group heading to the capital: Wei Shi'an and his two pageboys, Yuanshan and Yuanshui.

Du Ke boarded the ship at the last minute before it set sail, accompanied only by Granny Huang and his head maid, Xique.

This surprised Gan Cai'er. Such a small group seemed somewhat mismatched with the extravagant display of spending two thousand taels of gold in one go.

Granny Huang noticed Gan Cai'er's confusion and smiled, saying, "The money we gave to Madam last time was from her own savings; neither Master nor Madam knew about it."

"The people who go out today, who accompanies them, and how many there are, are all arranged by the household, and it's all up to the First Madam."

"They won't even let us bring a servant?" Gan Cai'er couldn't help but complain.

Even if Du Ke is young, he's still a young master. Who has only maids and nannies by their side?

Granny Huang smiled helplessly and said nothing more.

Gan Cai'er understood her predicament; no matter how favored Aunt Zhao was, she was still just a concubine. The person in charge of the Du household was still Madam Du, and she could only bring whomever she wanted.

"It's alright. When we get to the next port, I'll go to the servants' shop and pick out two clever servants for the Eighth Young Master," Gan Cai'er comforted him.

"Oh, that's wonderful!" Granny Huang cried with joy and gave Gan Cai'er a deep bow.

"This old servant thanks Madam Lan in advance."

"Granny, you don't need to be so polite with me."

Gan Cai'er stepped forward to help Huang Mama.

Among the group, Du Ke was the youngest and he paid the most money, so Gan Cai'er booked him the best cabin on the ship.

Amidst the resounding and orderly calls of "Heave-ho!", the "Fuqing" set sail on time and smoothly glided into the Miluo River, beginning its journey.

Du Ke was not a lively child. He was quiet and reserved, didn't like to talk, and even looked at people timidly, as if he was afraid of meeting strangers.

Gan Cai'er couldn't help but feel sorry for him. What little boy isn't mischievous and playful? Du Ke must have suffered so much bullying and grievances in the Du family.

Whether it was out of longing for Xing'er or out of heartache for Du Ke, Gan Cai'er always liked to tease him intentionally or unintentionally.

Du Ke was very reserved and resistant to strangers, but he was very clingy and trusting towards Gan Cai'er. Perhaps he still remembered that she had helped him before.

Gan Cai'er used a paper folded insect to scare him, and he was frightened but not annoyed.

Gan Cai'er encouraged him to take apart the paper bugs. At first, he was very scared and kept shrinking back, but slowly, he dared to touch them.

"It seems that the Eighth Young Master really likes Madam. He doesn't usually play with anyone for this long." Granny Huang watched the two of them playing with affection.

“Eighth Prince is too quiet. Little boys should be more boisterous. I have a younger brother at home. When he was little, he could tear the house apart if he got into a ruckus,” Gan Cai’er said with a smile.

"Madam Lan looks like she grew up in a blessed family. I imagine the Gan family is very harmonious with kind father and mother."

"It's alright." Gan Cai'er blushed at the praise and was a little embarrassed. "My family members didn't have much education, so there are few rules, and my parents aren't strict with us. We just want to be happy and harmonious at home, and that's how we make money."

"Young Master Lan always passes his exams, ranking first every time. How can you say he hasn't studied much?" Granny Huang teased with a smile.

"Oh, right. Before I left, my aunt specifically told me to make sure that the Eighth Young Master gets closer to Young Master Lan. She also said that if Young Master Lan has any free time, please ask him to give the Eighth Young Master some pointers."

Uh, Gan Cai'er almost completely forgot about this.

Of the two thousand taels of gold she accepted, besides the portion used to safely bring Du Ke to the capital, a portion was also the fee for Lan Tingzhou to be Du Ke's temporary teacher.

"He's so free! I'll call him over right now." Gan Cai'er chuckled dryly, tossed down the paper bug, and ran off.

Gan Cai'er ran all the way back to her guest room.

"You want me to be Du Ke's teacher?" Lan Tingzhou raised an eyebrow, surprised.

"Uh, back then... it seems... I did agree to that..." Gan Cai'er's voice grew softer and softer as she spoke.

"You agreed on my behalf without even asking?" Lan Tingzhou's voice rose an octave, and he felt the veins on his forehead throbbing again.

For scholars, the lineage of knowledge is of utmost importance, and the selection of a master and the acceptance of a disciple are extremely serious matters. The relationship of transmission between master and student can sometimes be comparable to that between father and son.

He's only twenty, still a student himself, with no published works, no established schools of thought, and no achievements to speak of. What makes him think he can take on students?

Besides, even if they really wanted to accept students, how could they be so casual about it?!

Lantingzhou was so angry that his chest ached.

"Temporary, temporary!"

Seeing Lan Tingzhou's face growing darker and darker, Gan Cai'er quickly stepped forward, poured him a cup of tea, and handed it to him in a very ingratiating manner.

"No names, no apprentices! It's just that you can teach him when you have nothing else to do on the ship."

"Two taels of gold..."

Gan Cai'er reached out, tugged at Lan Tingzhou's sleeve, and gently shook it a few times, looking at him cautiously.

Lan Tingzhou glanced at her for a long time, then finally, with a sullen face, drank the cup of tea.

"My husband, I knew you were the best!"

Gan Cai'er said sweetly, her face instantly breaking into a smile, revealing a row of pearly white teeth that dazzled Lan Tingzhou.

Lan Tingzhou's expression softened slightly, and he put down his teacup.

"Let's go."