My Lord, my wife said she doesn't have time to talk to you.

Chapter 106 Rewards

Thinking of this, Huaying's mind was filled with a myriad of thoughts, both anticipation and anxiety.

After returning to the banquet, Huaying slowly sat down and listened to the ladies at the next table praising how gorgeous her sister-in-law's wedding dress was...

Zi Jin, who was standing by, cast his eyes towards Hua Ying and took a sip of tea. "The joy in the courtyard is really intoxicating. I wonder if Sister Hua Ying has a lover? When can she come to the Prime Minister's Mansion again to enjoy the joy?"

There was a hint of teasing and testing in the princess' tone, which made Huaying a little unhappy.

She raised her head and met Zijin's gaze, with a faint smile on her lips, "My princess, you are joking. If I were to talk about getting some good fortune, I would naturally go to you first. I wonder which boy is so lucky to be favored by the princess?"

When everyone heard Huaying's words, they looked at the princess with smiles in their eyes, only to see a hint of shyness flash across the princess's face. She covered her mouth with an embroidered handkerchief and smiled coquettishly, "You will know when the time comes."

After that, the daughter of Mr. Zhang next to the princess flattered, "The princess is both talented and beautiful, you can choose any man in the capital." The princess covered her lips and smiled softly and continued to chat with her, no longer paying attention to Huaying...

The wedding banquet at the Shen Mansion lasted until late at night, when the noise gradually subsided and the guests left one after another.

Huaying, who had accompanied her mother to see off the guests, returned to her room to rest only after being urged by her parents.

The next morning, Yue Xing arrived at the door of Molan Pavilion and knocked gently. When Qing He opened the door, he handed her a letter and said, "This is a letter from Dong Xue of Taohua Town to Miss."

Qinghe nodded, took it, and hurried upstairs to find the lady.

At this time, seeing the young lady was dressing up, Qinghe walked up to her and put the letter on the dressing table, "Miss, this is a letter from Dongxue."

Huaying was delighted when she heard this. She opened the envelope and saw some banknotes besides the letter. She slowly unfolded the letter and the familiar handwriting immediately came into her eyes. A smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Qingqing, who was combing her young lady's hair, saw that her young lady was so happy. She turned her head curiously and looked at Qinghe who was standing on the side. The two smiled at each other and continued with their work.

"Huaying, I am writing to you. Zuijiangyue has been making steady profits lately, and the new recipes you wrote have received good feedback after trial sales. Regarding the imperial examination, please express my gratitude to your uncle. When I arrive in Beijing, I will pay you a personal visit to express my gratitude. Dongxue, please stay."

Huaying put away the banknotes with a smile on her face, and said to the maid beside her: "Qinghe, ask the housekeeper to prepare the carriage. Qingzhu, you also pack up, we are going to find someone to make the waterwheel today."

Huaying and her group drove the carriage and soon arrived at a small mountain village not far from Chang'an Street and found the carpenter's shop.

With Qinghe's help, Huaying slowly got off the carriage.

A middle-aged man who was working in the yard saw them and came over with a smile.

"Uncle Liu, is the waterwheel I told you about last time ready?" Huaying asked softly with a smile.

"It's ready, it's ready. We've been waiting for you to come and get it." Uncle Liu replied with a smile on his face, and then enthusiastically led them to the backyard.

When Huaying saw the waterwheel in front of her, her eyes lit up instantly. Touching the waterwheel with mortise and tenon structures, she couldn't help but admire and sighed, saying, this is the wisdom of our ancestors.

She turned to Uncle Liu who was waiting for her comments and said, "Uncle Liu, you have worked hard. The waterwheel is very well made."

After hearing this, Uncle Liu smiled proudly and said, "I'm glad that you are satisfied, Miss! But...how can we transport such a large water truck back?"

Yue Xing, who was standing nearby, looked at Hua Ying and suggested, "Miss, why don't we disassemble it and take it back with a carriage? Then we may need to trouble Shopkeeper Liu to go back with us and help reassemble it."

Shopkeeper Liu quickly agreed with a smile. Seeing that the problem of the waterwheel was finally resolved, Huaying's heart finally settled down.

On the way back, Huaying glanced at Qinghe who was in a daze and asked softly, "Why don't we go to your grandfather's house again?"

Qinghe looked up at the young lady, her eyes slightly red as she shook her head.

Last time, she was looking for her childhood memories and brought her young lady to find the waterwheel maker, and she also asked about her grandfather.

However, the news I received was that there was no one at home.

Whenever Qinghe thought of it, a feeling of sadness and helplessness would well up in his heart.

When they arrived at the Shen residence and came to the Molan Pavilion, Huaying squatted down and carefully examined the wheat that was growing well in the yard.

She reached out and gently touched the green leaves. Then she turned to Yue Xing behind her and said, "Tomorrow we'll find some fellow villagers who know how to farm, plow the land on the riverbank, and start planting wheat."

Yue Xing nodded respectfully and then turned around and left to arrange these matters.

Huaying withdrew her gaze, turned around, walked up the stairs to the second floor, sat down by the window, took out the letter paper, and prepared to write back to Fu Shiyan.

While she was writing, Qing He hurried in and said softly, "Miss, the princess has just sent you an invitation to go see the maple leaves tomorrow."