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Zhao Zhen's gaze followed Jin Shuai's receding figure intently. Watching that figure gradually disappear from sight, he couldn't help but shake his head slightly, a faint, almost imperceptible smile playing on his lips. He then turned to the eunuch who had been standing respectfully beside him and said, "Liao Zi, did you see Zhi Yongjue's face just now? He looked like he'd lost a fortune, his face full of reluctance!"

The eunuch named Liaozi hurriedly nodded and bowed, replying, "Your Majesty is wise, and this servant saw it clearly as well. The lord's expression was indeed not good; he must be feeling resentful."

Zhao Zhen smiled slightly and continued, "However, in my opinion, once he steps out of the palace gates, he will definitely change his appearance immediately."

Just as Zhao Zhen had guessed, the moment General Jin boarded the carriage, the gloom on his face vanished, replaced by a smug smile. Throughout the journey, he was lost in his own thoughts, calculating the gains from this trip to the palace and how to extract even more benefits from the emperor.

As the carriage entered the mansion, General Jin could hardly contain his excitement and eagerly alighted. He strolled around the mansion with light steps, admiring the beautiful scenery in the courtyard and feeling the pleasant breeze on his face. However, his mind was not on these sights at all, but had already flown to how to plot against Zhao Zhen.

Finally, Jin Shuai arrived at his own small courtyard. He found a comfortable chair, sat down, closed his eyes, and began to carefully consider various ways to take advantage of Zhao Zhen…

The next morning, sunlight streamed through the window, waking Jin Shuai from his slumber. He stretched, slowly sat up in bed, and began to dress methodically. Just then, a soft but urgent knocking reached his ears.

Jin Shuai paused for a moment, then said, "Come in." As soon as he finished speaking, the door was gently pushed open, and Wan'er's graceful figure appeared in the doorway. She steadily carried a washbasin full of water and walked in with light steps.

Jin Shuai smiled and nodded to Wan'er, took the towel she handed him, and carefully washed up. After washing up, he and Wan'er went to the dining room together. At this moment, the dining room was already bustling with activity, with everyone sitting around the table, enjoying a sumptuous breakfast.

After Jin Shuai took his seat, everyone greeted him. Just as everyone was chatting and laughing, the steward hurried over and respectfully said to Jin Shuai, "Young Master, the people sent from our hometown have arrived."

Upon hearing this news, a hint of excitement flashed in Jin Shuai's eyes, and he quickly said, "Great! Quickly take them to the blacksmith. Aunt Liu, Tianxiang, there's nothing else here, you can go and attend to other matters." With that, he stood up and led his entourage toward the blacksmith's courtyard.

Before long, the group arrived at the blacksmith's courtyard. Even before entering, they could see the blacksmith's head with a beaming smile from afar. He jogged up to greet them, bowed respectfully to General Jin, and asked, "My lord, what brings you here? What urgent matter do you require?"

Jin Shuai smiled back and got straight to the point: "Later, you will teach the porcelain masters how to make glass."

The foreman nodded without hesitation and replied, "Yes, Your Excellency. Please rest assured, I will do my best to teach you."