"Go and get someone for me." By the time Mozi had finished thinking, Qiu San Niang was already fully dressed.

  The purple curtain was lifted, and the three sisters-in-law walked to the outer room and sat down on the couch. Only then did she stand under the corridor by the door and call out in a moderate tone, "An Mom, the young lady has invited you."

  An old woman walked through the small courtyard, laughing so hard her eyes became slits.

  The purple ink looked at it in her eyes and thought to herself, go ahead and laugh, lets see who laughs last.

  "An mom, what tea would you like to drink?" A faint smile floated onto her face, "Ill go brew some for you."

  "Ink purple, dont bother you. I just came to pass on the message from Madam and leave." Probably only this maid in San Niangs courtyard was suitable, An Pobo softly clicked her tongue, "This mouth is so sweet, no wonder people like it."

  Mei Zi didnt dare to neglect her, helping to lift the curtain, "An Ma Ma, please come in." She didnt like it but had to put on a good face, otherwise how could she get wind of what was happening ahead?

  "The three girls are good." Anpo nodded her body, secretly smelling the incense in the house, stealing a glance at the arrangement on the bed, and silently memorizing it.

  Qiu Sanniang slowly lifted the tea lid and said, "No need for excessive politeness. What message did Mother ask you to pass on?"

  "Did all of you girls hear that?" Anpozi made a gesture to hit her mouth, "Look at my loud voice, dont startle the young ladies sleep."

  "Are you surprised? You should let the girls scold me, can you bear to hit yourself?" Although Jiang San Niang was ranked third in her family, her two older sisters had died young, so she was indeed the eldest miss of the Jiang family.

  Although the old woman had Mrs. Lians backing, she knew her place and cursed under her breath while apologizing profusely, then stated her purpose: "Madam is hosting a banquet for honored guests at Hongchun Pavilion tonight and requests that you attend in formal attire."

  "Where does our honored guest come from?" Lazy asked, but didnt allow for no answer.

  "Shangdu Jing Wangyes concubine, Wei Shi, had a close relationship with the mistress since childhood. Her maternal grandfather passed away, and she returned to send him off on his final journey. Because the mistress often praised the girls temperament and beauty in her letters, saying they were one in a hundred, she wanted to take this opportunity to meet them." Anpozi spoke cautiously.

  "What an honor it is for us juniors to be able to meet such a noble person, is this really happening? Are we going to the Wang Fu?"

  The purple eye observes the nose, the nose observes the heart.

  "Thats natural. Third Young Miss is the eldest miss of our Qiu Manor, with a heavenly appearance and a disposition that cant be faulted, she must be able to win the favor of the noble lady. Although that one is a concubine, she gets along with Princess Jing like theyre close sisters, often following her around to attend to her needs, and knows many noble ladies in the capital." Anniang stopped talking here, "Third Young Miss, its getting late, you should hurry up and prepare. This old servant still has to go back to Madame."

  "Mozhi, see me off." Cha hadnt moved an inch, and Qiu Sanniang glanced at Mozhi sideways.

  "Alright mom, Ill see you out." Mozi didnt know that Qiu San Niang was going to let him dig his own hole.

  Two people came out of the hall, one in front and one behind.

  "Here you are, Mother. Please accept this." Mozi took out three taels of silver from his sleeve pocket, "Im sorry to have kept you waiting for so long, and the young lady is also feeling uneasy about it."

  Anpozi pretended to push it away, finally smiling and putting it into her sachet bag. "Needless to say, Third Young Miss is the most generous to us lower-class people."

  Who wouldnt sing an opera? Mo Zi Danran looked at it calmly, "Listening to Moms intention, that concubine wants to choose one of the young ladies in our Qiufu to go out?"

  "Its not that I dont know who has this good fortune?" Anpo saw the money and opened her eyes, and it wasnt something that couldnt be said. Each house knew in their hearts.

  "Whose family is being matched for marriage?" Its a bit far-fetched, isnt it?

  "Who else can I help? Of course, its the young master of Jingwang Fu. Thats why I said it was a blessing." Anpozi doesnt look at the monks face, only looks at the money.

  Hei Zi added another five coins of silver and asked, "Which master?"

  "This time, An Pozi didnt push it away either, and directly accepted it. Mozhi, even if I were to change places with someone else in this courtyard, youd still give me the silver, and I wouldnt say a word more."

  "Mother, kindness will be rewarded. If our daughter marries well, well definitely give you a big red envelope." Mozi thought to herself, if she loves money then so be it, its not shameful.

  "Third Master." Anpozi lowered her voice when she saw Lü Jù.

  "Is it illegitimate?" Zi Mu asked for the last time.

  "Whats born from the belly of the respected queen cant be a bastard!" An said as she reached the gate.

  "Goodbye, Mother An, Mozi wont see you off far." Mozi stood still, slender and elegant.

  Anpozi listened and locked the door, turned around with some regret, "This girl is capable." She slapped herself in the mouth, planning to not mention a word about her leaking out the news in front of the mistress.

  Mozi returned to the house and saw Qiuliu Nang flipping through a book of calligraphy at the table.

  "How?" asked Qiu San Niang.

  "That concubine is here for matchmaking, to select a partner for our Third Young Master." Mozi stepped forward, grasped the sleeve and lifted his wrist to grind ink.

  "What about the illegitimate child?" asked Qiu San Niang.

  "Miss, I asked the same question, and its a legitimate one." Mozi dipped his pen in ink and handed it over.

  "Born of the first wife?" Qiu San Niang smiled coldly, her handwriting strong and lacking the gentleness of a woman. "Why would the third young master of Jing Wang Fu, born to the first wife, want to marry a merchants daughter and come all the way here? Most likely, either there is something wrong with this person or there is something wrong with this fu."

  Since ancient times, merchants have been considered inferior. Even if they are as rich as the heavens, if there is no one in their family who holds office or studies, they are still looked down upon by others.

  The Qiu family, for three generations, had donated to obtain a minor official position of the sixth rank. By the time of Qiu San Niangs ancestors, the imperial court abolished the system of donating for official positions, and no one in the family became an official again. Qiu Si and Qiu Wu were both sons of wealthy families, and studying for the imperial examination was like ascending to heaven.

  Whether these two can keep the Jia family business that has been passed down for over a hundred years is not something Mozi cares about. Qiao San Niang is a woman, and she will eventually get married. Once she gets married and takes another familys surname, she becomes part of that other family. And since she plans to follow Qiao San Niang for the time being, if Qiao San Niang is doing well, then she is doing well too.

  "The Jingwang Mansion is no ordinary household. If you put in the effort to investigate, there will definitely be clues to follow." Mozi was not in a hurry.

  Qiu San Niang practiced calligraphy, never using more than half a page of paper. She put down her brush, furrowed her brow and shook her sleeves, "I listened to your words in vain, changed into this set of clothes, and felt hot and stifled as soon as I sat down."

  "Would you like to go to Ninth Sisters place for a visit? The other day, she mentioned your purple butterfly hairpin. Look, Ive carved another one, just in time to give it to her as a gift." Ninth Sister was only ten years old and was the mistress own daughter.

  Mozi was clever and Jiulians wife was also a smart person. She smiled and said, "Bring it here and let me take a look."

  Meizi went out of the house and came back in less than half a moment, putting the newly made hairpin on the desk.

  Qiu San Niang examined it carefully, and couldnt help but praise it, "This butterfly looks like its about to fly out. Look at this craftsmanship, its getting more and more exquisite every day, I didnt rescue you in vain."

  Deep purple eyes cast downward, a faint smile, not a hint of arrogance.

  Before crossing over, she was a naval engineer, designing various warships and submarines. However, this skill is not useful in the Marquiss household. As for woodworking skills, it should have been learned after arriving in this era. Who taught her, what level did she reach, she completely forgot. She just cant help but hold a carving knife with her left hand. Her right hand has one more skill than ordinary women - an abacus, which she learned from her mother who was an accountant during high school and could calculate quickly.

  So, Mu Zi is neither left-handed nor right-handed, but has the same dexterity with both hands.

  Qiu San Niang jokingly said, she saved one and got a pair.