With the confusing and shocked expression of Qingfeng, Wen Mianmian went to Hua Jingyun's study room with familiarity. When he looked at the person who was inside, he turned his head and said happily, "Brother, he is here."

Before Qinglan, the servant who was serving Hua Jingyun, had time to ask questions, Wen Mianmian had already walked in, embarrassed and polite, "The prince is busy."

When Hua Jingyun saw that Wen Lingxiao was also here this time, the corners of his eyes twitched for no reason. Needless to think, both brother and sister came from the ordinary way.

Put down the pen in your hand and get up, "Miss Wen."

"Uncle."

Wen Lingxiao touched his nose awkwardly, "I have something to do with you."

Too embarrassing.

Why not walk through the main entrance?

Wen Mianmian sat down calmly. What else could she have to be embarrassed about after experiencing death in this study? "My brother and I have an idea, I want to come and hear your opinions."

“Yes, I have an idea.”

Wen Shumian sat down with her, Hua Jingyun waved her hand and Qinglan stepped down, and Wen Mianmian then talked about the newspaper.

She said what a newspaper is, what is the difference between it and the imperial court newspaper, the general content, form, the role it plays, how to make a profit, etc. As for those deeper functions, it is not something she can consider.

After saying that, Wen Lingxiao gave her a sample draft in the afternoon to Hua Jingyun, "I discussed this with my father and thought it was very necessary, but the military department has a lot of work. We really can't get anyone to do this. I want to see if you are interested."

Hua Jingyun looked at the rice paper in his hand carefully and was very interested in the newspaper. With his mind, he could naturally think of the great benefits that this newspaper would bring if it was popular in Beijing. Of course, he also knew that if he wanted to successfully make it, he would need to nod his emperor.

"I'm not hiding it from my uncle, I'm very interested in this newspaper. If I want to do this, I have to nod my father's head, and I'm afraid I need my father-in-law's help."

Wen Lingxiao nodded, "That's natural."

"My father will return for seven days, so we have seven days to make a real model. It will be more convincing to present it to the emperor."

"As for other details, you can discuss with my sister."

At this point, he had already compromised. Her sister was about to move here in less than two months. She didn't have to be so strict about avoiding suspicion. As for the past...

Is it useful for him to go deep into it?

"Can you open a door between the two palaces?"

You can’t have to build a ladder and climb over the wall next time his father comes, right?

Hua Jingyun nodded in agreement. The Yue family didn't take the ordinary path, so there should be a door for them, "Just open it in the side courtyard, and there is no need to make any public statements. I will have someone open one tomorrow."

"OK."

Wen Mianmian smiled and squeezed a piece of snacks, looked up at her brother's head, and was suddenly surprised.

She has now gotten used to it. As long as there is something, she always wants to see luck. It is a big deal for these two mansions to open. She actually saw a red light rising from her brother's head...

This was the first time she saw the red light appearing on the head of a person, and it soon became richer. She wanted to look at Hua Jingyun again, but then her eyes stinged, "Ah!"

"younger sister."

"Miss Wen."

Her scream was very sudden. Seeing that both of them came to her, she could only raise her head pitifully, "It's okay, it's just..."

"I lost my snack."

The piece of dessert in his hand has been stomped by Hua Jingyun's feet, which is a pity.

Both of them breathed a sigh of relief, Wen Lingxiao joked: "A piece of snack, are you as for?"

He was so scared that he thought she was going to get a strange disease again.

Wen Mianmian lowered her head and blinked, and relieved her a little. Not only did she not see Hua Jingyun's luck, she also made her eyes turn black and her eyes sting. It seemed that she could not look at him easily in the future.

Hua Jingyun smiled, "Miss Wen seems to like the snacks in the mansion very much. I will give the girl one more tomorrow."

"OK."

Seeing the smile on her face, Wen Lingxiao had reason to believe that her sister was bought by the dim sum from the royal family. It would be sad to think about it. If it weren’t for her lack of wealth and it would be really cost-effective to hire a dim sum chef like the royal family, how could her sister be coaxed by a little snack and couldn’t find her?

It's so sad to laugh at it.

Hua Jingyun was slightly stunned when she saw Wen Mianmian's happy smile, and her ears were slightly red. "I will arrange someone to open the door tomorrow evening, so my uncle will come too."

"Okay, I'll arrange someone to help you."

Hua Jingyun said that he would re-examine the newspaper matter. Wen Lingxiao took Wen Mianmian away, still not taking the ordinary road. Qingfeng at the door watched the brother and sister leaving with a swagger, entering and leaving the heavily guarded royal palace as if there was no one.

Back at the side courtyard of the General's Mansion, Wen Lingxiao put away the ladder. He no longer wanted to investigate why his sister touched the next door. He was afraid that it was because he wanted to have snacks.

"I forgot to get your snack."

Wen Mianmian looked at her empty hands and turned her head sadly, "Brother, you did it on purpose."

Wen Lingxiao knocked her head lightly and hard, "I am getting bolder."

He actually dared to climb over the wall next door with them on his back.

Wen Mianmian touched her head and hummed twice, "Brother, you hit me, I'm going to sue you."

"I also want to go out and promote it, saying that if you hit your sister, no girl will like you."

Wen Lingxiao laughed, "I'm so brave, I dare to threaten my brother."

The brother and sister looked at each other, then they laughed, and sent the person to Caiyunju to Wen Lingxiao before returning happily.

The next morning, the people from the garment bureau in the palace came again. Looking at the materials brought by the garment bureau, Wen Mianmian calmly concealed her appearance of never seeing the world. After all, she had never seen the clothes embroidered with gold thread, let alone wearing them.

Mrs. Wen was very interested and talked to the few people for a long time, and left until she had discussed it clearly.

As soon as the person left, Mrs. Wen said that she would make more clothes for Wen Mianmian. As soon as this proposal was released, Wen Mianmian refused. "I'm still growing, but I haven't had enough hairpins. I can't wear so many clothes. Isn't it enough for everyone to prepare eight clothes for all seasons?

"Okay, I will make new clothes when the season changes. At this time, I will make the styles next year, but I am afraid it will be unfashionable."

Seeing that Wen Mianmian was in a good mood, Mrs. Wen thought about it and spoke, "Your uncle and his family came back a few days ago. I heard that your uncle did a good job in office. This time he returned to Beijing, he may stay in Beijing for a job."

The "uncle" mentioned by Mrs. Wen is Fu Youxian, the current head of the Fu family, who is from the fourth-rank magistrate of Xiangzhou.

The late Mr. Fu and the old lady had one son and two daughters in their lifetime. The eldest daughter Fu Yin was Wen Mianmian's biological mother, and the second daughter Fu Wan was the current Mrs. Wen.

Fu Youxian has two sons and one daughter. In Wen Mianmian's memory, I was still very close to my grandfather's family. Since her mother and aunt went to Wen's family, she has not been to her grandfather's family much.
Chapter completed!