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The Dragonscale Guard acted swiftly, setting off in the afternoon.

When Gu Mingli came out of the palace after finishing his shift, it was already completely dark.

The carriage swayed and rattled through the main streets of Kyoto and turned into the East Alley.

Before long, they stopped in front of the Gu residence.

Gu Mingli lifted the curtain, and as soon as he stepped onto the stone steps, a dark figure darted out from behind the mansion gate.

"Young Master!"

Gu Mingli was so frightened that he almost lost his footing.

He steadied himself by holding onto the doorpost and turned his head to look.

Yi Shi stood at the bottom of the steps, grinning and revealing two sharp little tiger teeth.

He was still wearing a black bodyguard uniform today, with a short knife tucked behind his waist.

He stood ramrod straight, but his eyes were round and bright like a puppy's.

With his attire, he wouldn't need to wear a waist tag in Kyoto.

People from prestigious families could tell at a glance that this person came from the palace.

"Yishi? You're back?"

Yi Shi nodded vigorously and darted to Gu Mingli in two steps.

"His Highness said that the young master cannot be left unattended. He has sent me back to take over his duties."

Gu Mingli chuckled and patted him on the shoulder.

"It's good that you're back. It's much more comfortable here than working in the palace."

"That's right! Young master is kind and treats us very well."

Yi Shi chuckled and followed Gu Mingli's steps.

The two walked into the mansion one after the other.

From the moment Yi Shi stepped into the mansion, his mouth never stopped, like a chatterbox that had been turned on.

"I've heard about it! Young Master Li wrote over a dozen poems in Peach Blossom Spring, and his name has spread throughout the capital!"

"Now the Hanlin Academy and the Imperial College are inquiring about who Li Xiaobai really is, saying that his literary style is comparable to that of the ancient sages."

"Unfortunately, the prince forbids the information from being leaked."

Yi Shi sighed with regret at this point.

Her tone was full of frustration, "My young master is incredibly talented, but he can't show off his abilities."

Gu Mingli smiled and said, "It's not that exaggerated."

"Not an exaggeration at all!"

Yi Shi turned around and looked at Gu Mingli with a serious expression.

"Young master, you are truly talented! Your poetry is absolutely wonderful!"

Gu Mingli paused for a moment, then asked him gently.

"What are the specific advantages?"

Yi Shi opened his mouth, then choked.

He scratched the back of his head.

He had indeed heard others recite that poem.

However, the poem went in through the left ear and out through the right; I didn't remember a single word.

But that doesn't stop him from worshipping her wholeheartedly now.

"Anyway, it's great!"

He stood tall with his chest puffed out, his tone incredibly firm.

Gu Mingli laughed out loud and patted him on the shoulder.

"Alright, let's go in and eat."

The two walked through the corridor and turned into the west courtyard.

The lights in the courtyard were still on, their warm orange glow seeping through the windows and gently spilling onto the bluestone slabs.

Before I even got close, I heard a clear, cold voice coming from the direction of the young lady's room.

His tone was measured and deliberate, like an old teacher in a classroom correcting students' homework line by line.

Article 37: Flirting with other women.

Article 38, attracting bees and butterflies.

Article 39: Recruiting over 800 unfamiliar males as subordinates.

"Cough cough cough..."

Gu Mingli choked on his own saliva.

He stopped, craned his neck to look towards the side room, and then looked down at Yi Shi.

Yi Shi also looked in that direction with a blank expression.

The two exchanged a silent glance.

Gu Mingli took a step behind the pillar and lowered his voice: "Let's go take a look."

In front of Gu Mingyue's house.

Yi Wu leaned against the pillar by the door, holding a thin booklet in his hand. He looked solemn and upright, reading the booklet word by word into the room.

Gu Mingyue sat at the table inside the room, checking the accounts.

The lamplight cast her silhouette onto the window paper.

Yi Wu's voice was neither too loud nor too soft, just enough for both people inside and outside the house to hear clearly.

"Article 40. He spent half an hour in a dilapidated temple with the leader of the Canal Gang."

Gu Mingyue put down her pen and slowly turned her head to look out the window.

"One Five".

Yi Wu paused for a moment, turned a page, and continued reading.

"Article 41. He actively stuffed silver notes into the bandit leader's hand, and his actions were so rough that it appeared as if he had forcibly torn open his clothes."

Gu Mingyue pinched the bridge of her nose.

"Where did you get that notebook in your hand?"

Yi Wu held up the booklet, and a few words were neatly written on the cover.

"Miss's Daily Behavior Record", Volume 3.

Gu Mingyue's eyelids twitched.

This is the third volume already.

Yi Wu closed the booklet, his voice icy and his expression unwavering.

"Although I haven't been by Miss's side these past few days, I've entrusted my colleagues to keep an eye on her."

"Miss spent quite a bit of money again on her trip."

Gu Mingyue took a deep breath and tapped her knuckles lightly on the table.

"What about the first two volumes?"

"It's already been submitted."

Gu Mingyue remained silent for a moment.

She knew that when Yi Wu said "hand it over," he meant to hand it over to the King of Qi.

The task assigned to him by the King of Qi was to monitor her every move and record everything in detail.

But these past few days I've been traveling with the emperor and his entourage in Jiangzhou.

Before leaving, the King of Qi personally instructed that there was no need to keep an eye on her during this period.

That means Yi Wu acted on his own initiative.

He also entrusted his colleagues with the task.

He also wrote three whole volumes.

Gu Mingyue looked out the window at Yiwu.

The writing style of the first two volumes should also be consistent.

"One Five".

"exist."

"Do you have a problem with my taking over the canal gangs?"

Yi Wu stared at her expressionlessly.

"no comment."

"But...eight hundred burly men are surrounding this young lady alone..."

He paused for a moment.

"Miss, you even tore their leader's clothes..."

Yi Wu's voice lowered unusually when he said the second half of the sentence.

Gu Mingyue was speechless for a moment.

What do you mean she tore the hall master's clothes?!

Rumors! Pure fabrication!

She was just giving him a little tug; that's normal body language in business negotiations.

Gu Mingyue was about to retort when her thoughts suddenly shifted and stopped at something else.

Although Yi Wu's words were delivered stiffly and coldly, their meaning was quite contradictory.

He wasn't questioning her business decisions.

He thought there were too many men around her.

It feels like your pet cat suddenly pointing its finger at you and talking to you.

"Hey! You have cats again! Over eight hundred of them!"

Gu Mingyue: "..."

Sorry?

A soft laugh suddenly came from the other side of the colonnade.

Gu Mingyue turned her head.

Gu Mingli and Yi Shi huddled behind a pillar, watching with great interest.

Gu Mingyue took a deep breath and glared at her brother.

Gu Mingli reflexively raised his hand to cover his face.

Yi Shi raised his hand to cover his face.

Yi Wu carefully tucked the booklet into his pocket, resuming his cold, expressionless demeanor.

"Miss, please rest early. The Prince will be coming tomorrow."

"Has the Prince of Qi come to the Gu residence?"

"Yes. In the morning."

Yi Wu said no more and turned to disappear into the shadows under the corridor.

Gu Mingyue sat back down at the table, her fingers unconsciously twirling the pen, her gaze falling on the cover of the account book, but not really on it.

King Qi's visit this time was probably not for her father.

It's probably something to do with the logistics park.

I still have 570,000 taels of silver left for my mission.

Seventy-four days.

We need to get the logistics project up and running as soon as possible and spend the money.