After I traveled through the book, I was spoiled by five little villains

"Your Highness, the bookstore manager said that the bottom of the box can be opened, and there is a small knife inside for sharpening pens."

Guyu said as he turned the box over and saw a very obvious button.

She pressed lightly with her index finger, opening a secret compartment that contained a delicate cowhide knife.

Qin Yaoguang picked up the knife and tried it, and it worked very well.

Very nice and thoughtful.

A box of Leyang pens, along with a pencil sharpener, saves graphite cores and allows the pens to be used longer than the previous method of replacing cores she designed.

Picking up the pen, Qin Yaoguang observed carefully and found that the whole craftsmanship was particularly well done.

The wooden pole wraps the graphite core in the middle very well, fitting perfectly. I don't know how it was made.

After thinking for a while, she picked up a pen and drew a picture of a pencil sharpener.

Compared to a pencil, a pencil sharpener has a simpler structure.

Just install a sharp blade on the cone hole with the right angle.

Compared with the craftsmanship of pencils, Qin Yaoguang believed that Liu Ming could do it with a little research.

After drawing the blueprint, she asked Guyu to take out a reward silver, summon Frost, and told her to give it to Liu Ming.

"Tell all the shopkeepers that not only Liu Ming, but anyone who has made outstanding contributions and is adopted by me will be rewarded in the future."

If you want the horse to run, you have to feed it grass.

What a simple and plain truth.

"Yes."

Frost agreed, took the drawings and reward money and left, going to make his own arrangements without further ado.

Not long after she left, Chunfen came to report back on Sudiya.

"Your Highness, I have inquired about it. Wan Hong, the Minister of the Imperial Household, was once Su Diya's benefactor. One day, he met her on business at the Honglu Temple. After being sternly rejected by Su Diya, he still couldn't forget her."

At this point, Chunfen paused for a moment before continuing, "Later, when Madam Wan found out, she came to the house and got the servants to insult Sudiya."

She said it tactfully, but Qin Yaoguang could imagine the scene behind it.

It's more than just insults?

If it was just insults, then where did the stains on the official robes come from that were still obvious after being washed?

Given Sudiya's background, it was almost a matter of time before she was recognized if she wanted to walk openly in public.

Sudiya had made up her mind when she decided to enter the Honglu Temple.

Therefore, she did not ask Qin Yaoguang for help on this matter, but endured it silently.

She chose not to cause trouble for the Princess's Mansion, but since Qin Yaoguang knew about this, how could she just stand by and watch?

After pondering for a moment, she made up her mind and told Chunfen to prepare something and set up the eldest princess's ceremonial guard and go to Taifu Temple in person tomorrow.

It's up to the owner to beat the dog!

How dare you, a wife of a mere fifth-rank official, insult a female official from the Princess's Mansion?

If you can't even protect your own people, what's the point of being a master or a princess?

Could it be that her recent reputation has become so great that everyone in the capital has forgotten her notorious reputation?

Regardless of whether it is true or not, she needs to let these people recall the past again.

She handled several things in a row, and Guyu advised: "Your Highness, please take a rest first, I will massage your shoulders for you."

Qin Yaoguang was indeed a little tired, so she walked back to the Arhat couch and lay down, relaxing under Guyu's massage.

Guyu learned the technique from Aunt Deng. After pressing for a while, his shoulders and back, which were a little stiff from painting, were relieved.

After a short rest, the sky outside gradually darkened, covering the yard with a hazy night.

The lanterns were lit up one after another, and the cups, plates, and bowls for the family banquet were set out in the hall.

Under Nanny Deng's cooking, the tableware used by each person is particular.

In front of Qin Yaoguang was a set of extremely exquisite bowls and plates with white agate and gilded bases with twined twig patterns, while in front of Yan Changqing was a set of thin-bodied porcelain with gold-colored unicorn patterns.

Both can reflect the unique and noble status of the two people.

The children are also different: Yan Shouzhuo's tableware is simple and generous, the second child's is stable, the third child's is noble and elegant, Yan Jinyin's is graceful and beautiful, and the fifth child's is painted with cute little rabbit patterns.

Just from the tableware used by everyone, one can see the good intentions of Nanny Deng.

As Qin Yaoguang, Yan Changqing and the children took their seats one after another, Nanny Deng's eyes became even more loving.

She looked forward to it day and night, and finally the day came when His Highness and his wife would be reunited.

Being able to sit down and have a family dinner together was something she had never dared to imagine before.

Qin Yaoguang smiled and said, "Madame Deng, stop busying yourself and go downstairs to have dinner."

Although the relationship between her and Nanny Deng was extraordinary, there was still a difference between master and servant.

If Nanny Deng stayed, she would only be able to stand and serve, how could she bear it?

Knowing her intention, Nanny Deng bowed and withdrew, leaving Guyu Shuangjiang and the maids to serve the masters in the flower hall.

This was the first formal family dinner after Yan Changqing returned to Beijing, and the children's faces were filled with excitement.

The table was filled with delicious dishes, all of which were prepared by Aunt Deng according to everyone's taste.

Qin Yaoguang smiled and said, "A lot of things have happened these days, but they are all in the past. In the days to come, we will get better and better."

She raised her glass: "This glass of wine is for congratulations to Prince Anle."

Seeing her raise her glass, the children also raised their glasses: "Congratulations to father for being crowned the Prince of Anle!"

They were still young, and except for the second child who had a vague sense, they did not understand what the title meant.

All we know is that this is a great thing that is being celebrated throughout the capital.

After Yan Changqing was named Prince of Anle, invitations to banquets from various mansions came pouring in like snowflakes.

He already had a plan, and after finishing the things at hand in the next few days, he would selectively attend the banquet.

However, how can a banquet with ulterior motives be as precious as the family dinner in front of us?

In order to take care of the children, Nanny Deng prepared sour and sweet plum wine, which was not strong and not very intoxicating, so even the youngest child, the fifth child, could drink it.

To Yan Changqing, who was used to drinking strong liquor in the army, it was indeed a bit bland.

However, it is not the wine that makes people drunk, but people themselves.

He sat next to Qin Yaoguang. The delicious food in front of him was no match for the faint and cool fragrance that occasionally wafted to his nose.

Yan Changqing knew that it was her body fragrance.

Once he realized this fact, he became a little distracted.

From the afternoon on, he knew that something was wrong with him.

This abnormality not only broke the calmness that he was proud of, but also made him as impulsive as that young boy.

After a family dinner, he didn't eat much of the food, but drank several pots of plum wine, which made his heart feel sour and sweet.

Shuangjiang took the maid to clear the leftover food on the table, and Guyu served tea, melons and fruits again.

Yan Changqing smiled and said to the children: "After so many years, I have not fulfilled my responsibilities as a father. Today I will make up for it a little."

He waved his hand, and his attendant brought up a rectangular Huanghuali carved wooden box and placed it on the table.

Yan Changqing stood up and opened the lid, inside which were the gifts he had prepared for the five children.