Feng Wushuang suddenly sent over thirty sets, and after deducting some expenses, he made 600,000 taels of silver. He quietly rented a three-room three-story shop and opened a tea house. Since he frequented the place, it attracted countless students from humble backgrounds. Although the profits were slim, the high volume of sales meant that after a month, while not making a fortune daily, he still had tens of thousands of taels left after expenses—money Feng Wushuang managed himself without turning it over to Old Lady Feng.
Old Lady Feng was in poor health and didn't manage household affairs, leaving the inner court in the hands of a butler, who had been bestowed by the emperor himself and had a bit of arrogance. However, Feng Wushuang caught her vulnerability and sternly chastised her. With another butler in charge of the main court's provisions, Old Lady Feng always enjoyed the finest food and clothing. Even if the butler wanted to mistreat her, she was powerless to do so. After a few attempts, not only was her arrogance gone, but she even wished she could bury herself in the dust.
Feng Wushuang was a man with a plan. To win Yun Jinnian, he laid the groundwork at every turn and often lingered around Yun Qi. Many joked about marrying their daughters to him, yet Yun Qi never mentioned it, truly driving him mad with impatience.
However, upon learning that Yun Jinnian was not faring well in the Yun Family and her only close sibling was Yun Zihan, and that Yun Jinnian was about to marry Liao Shijie, Feng Wushuang began to scheme. He first befriended Liao Shijie, sure that he would have the chance to see Yun Jinnian at the Liao Family in the future, where he could then bring up past events.
A beggar transformed into the Top Scorer would surely be remembered by Yun Jinnian.
And he was also handsome and graceful—Yun Jinnian would surely be moved by him...
Feeling insecure, he became even more eager to amass more silver to lavish his beloved lady with fine silk and jade, ensuring she would live a carefree life!
"Mr. Feng, Mr. Feng..." Liao Shijie softly called.
Why was Mr. Feng lost in thought?
Upon hearing him, Feng Wushuang regained his focus and apologized with a smile, "My apologies, I was lost in thought!"
"No harm, no harm!"
Liao Shijie quickly waved his hand.
He was particularly curious—about what could this distinguished and handsome Top Scorer be daydreaming?
"I heard Brother Liao is about to get married?" Feng Wushuang asked.
"Indeed, I hope Mr. Feng will come and enjoy some simple wine at that time!" Liao Shijie hurriedly said, handing over an invitation he had prepared in advance.
"Certainly, certainly!"
Nanjiang
"Prince Yanjun, is what he said true? Is my sister really waiting for us in the valley?" Han Tianci asked.
Prince Yanjun shook his head slightly.
He was unsure.
"But this is indeed my sister's pouch!" Han Tianci stared at the pouch in his hand.
He was torn about whether to follow Amdo or not.
"Wait!" Prince Yanjun wrote one word on the table with his finger dipped in water.
Han Tianci quickly calmed down, "Yes!"
He firmly refused to go with Amdo.
They would wait for Chu Yu and the others to return before taking action.
Amdo, being both angry and anxious, could only send a message to the valley and wait in the small courtyard.
Shi Jiayu took great care of Han Tianci, treating him as her own younger brother and doing many things personally.
Han Tianci, in turn, grew somewhat fond of her.
In the blink of an eye, it was December 17th. The Yun Family was going to the Liao Family to set up the bridal bed. Mrs. He had invited relatives and sisters-in-law from both her own and her husband's families, and Mrs. Han also went along. With two children to officiate the bed setting, the event was indeed lively.
Tomorrow would be Yun Zihan's wedding day. Yun Muyou sneaked a peek at Yun Zihan's dowry and almost died laughing.
Because it was so meager.
Mrs. Cui was at her wits' end, but she felt a little relieved upon learning that Mrs. Han had provided a generous dowry supplement.
Otherwise, she would have been truly distressed.
"Aunt!" Yun Zihan called softly, her heart filled with reluctance.