"The Old Man still has a lot of servants in his family. They're willing to send a team."
The one who spoke was Chu Suiliang. He used to be in power and had a lot of disciples under him. With his current family business, it was enough to send a team.
"The Old Man will also send a team."
Xue Ji was excited. As a member of a clan, his family was also rich.
Yu Shinan was delighted to see that everyone was enthusiastically signing up. He cupped his hands and said, "Then the Old Man will thank everyone on behalf of Fengzi."
Hearing this, everyone was unhappy. Fengzi was their disciple after all. Why should he be thanked?
Thus, Xue Ji said, "What are you talking about, Mr. Yu? Are we not Fengzi's teachers?"
Hearing this, Yu Shinan blushed. He lowered his head and inadvertently glanced at the worried old scholar. Curious, he asked, "Brother Zihuai, what's wrong?"
The old scholar shook his head, seemingly ashamed. "Everyone can send a team, but the Old Man …"
At this point, everyone came to a sudden realization.
It turned out that the old scholar was worried because he couldn't send a team.
In fact, no one blamed him for this.
Because everyone knew the old scholar's situation. How could he send a lone person?
Thus, Xue Ji patted the old scholar's shoulder and comforted him. "It's okay, Brother Zihuai. Fengzi knows your intentions."
Then, he turned to everyone. "Since there's nothing else, everyone can go and prepare. After all, the more time we have, the safer Fengzi will be."
Everyone nodded, flicked their sleeves, and left the room.
The old scholar was the only one left in the room.
In fact, he also wanted to send a team to help find Fengzi, but his situation didn't allow it.
Moreover, Fengzi still had a family in Chang 'an that he had to take care of.
Family?
It seemed that he hadn't seen the two girls in a long time.
He wondered how they were doing.
Well, he could take this opportunity to see the two girls and tell them about Fengzi.
Thinking of this, he flicked his sleeves and turned to walk towards the door.
He didn't know why, but when he thought of returning to the Zhang Mansion, he felt lighter. He arrived at the gate of the Academy in a moment.
The Academy would usually prepare some sedan chairs for these old men.
Therefore, the old Xiucai sat on the palanquin and wobbled towards Zhang Mansion.
At this moment, the entire Zhang Mansion was busy.
Ever since the two mistresses returned, the servants who made the cotton-padded clothes seemed to be more energetic than usual, and the output was also high.
I wonder if these guys are trying to please the two mistresses? Or was he trying to please the two mistresses?
Zhang Yuyao and Jingshu also enjoyed watching everything in front of them. Anyway, there was no harm in increasing the production.
Right at this moment, a servant hurriedly ran in. "Ladies, Master Zihuai is here."
The old Xiucai had been to the Zhang Mansion before, so everyone in the Zhang Mansion knew this amiable old man. At the same time, they also knew that this old man was the master of their master, so they didn't dare to neglect him.
Zhang Yuyao was the same, because strictly speaking, the old Xiucai was the middleman between her and Prince Zhang. Therefore, she hurriedly lifted her skirt and walked towards the door as she said, "Come, let's go and welcome the old Master."
Now that Prince Zhang wasn't here, as Prince Zhang's fiancée, she naturally had to fulfill the duties of a disciple. Jingshu also understood this and hurriedly followed.
Just as they reached the door, they saw the old Xiucai getting off the palanquin.
The two girls hurriedly went up and bowed. "Hello, Master."
The old Xiucai nodded and replied with a smile, "Yes, let's talk inside."
After that, he raised his head and walked into the mansion with the two girls following behind.
When they reached the front yard, the old Xiucai was attracted by the cotton-padded clothes in front of him.
It wasn't that he hadn't seen it before, but it was precisely because he had seen it that he was surprised. When he saw it before, each servant could only make one or two cotton-padded clothes, but now …
Almost all the servants were making four or five cotton-padded clothes, and their hands were constantly threading the needles as if they didn't feel tired at all.
Therefore, the old Xiucai looked at the two girls curiously. "How is the production of cotton-padded clothes now?"
Zhang Yuyao stepped forward and smiled. "The production is almost twice as high as before, maybe even 1.5 times."
"So good?"
The old Xiucai widened his eyes and looked at the cotton-padded clothes on the floor in disbelief. "I really didn't expect that the production of cotton-padded clothes would increase so much without Feng Zi here."
After that, he seemed to have thought of something and turned to the two girls. "Come to the hall, the Old Man has something important to tell you."
The two girls looked at each other, faintly ominous.
Because there weren't many things that could make the master nervous, and one of them was Prince Zhang.
Prince Zhang hadn't returned yet.
Could it be about Prince Zhang?
Thinking of this, Zhang Yuyao lifted the hem of her dress and quickly followed.
Jingshu was more rational. She glanced at the servant and ordered, "Immediately pour three cups of good tea to the hall, and then make sure no one is allowed to approach the hall."
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