In the dim light, lines of tiny characters filled the Xuan paper. It was early morning, and the sound of roosters crowing drifted in from outside. Ning Yi set down his brush by the inkstone, rotating his wrist, which was sore from continuous writing. Search: \(? Complete? God? Station) to read excellent literature for free.

"If I have time, I need to make a fountain pen..."

With that thought, he gently waved the still-wet Xuan paper in the air and then set it aside. Although there was already a lot of writing on the several sheets of paper there, there was still a mountain of things that needed to be written down. Although he was now proficient in using a brush, the efficiency was ultimately not high. For Ning Yi, who had already entered work mode and was beginning to do overall planning, it was still slowing down his progress.

In this era, constructing a massive enterprise with an internal supervision, checks and balances, and cyclical system from scratch, without any foundational structures or regulations, was incredibly challenging. Many things that might seem commonplace in later generations would likely go undone if not written down, potentially causing a critical part of the whole to crumble. In this regard, Ning Yi still believed that a bad memory is better than good ink; writing things down, especially basic concepts, made them much clearer.

Time was short, but the things to measure and consider were virtually endless. What was written on these few sheets of paper was a rough outline of the audit and supervision system for accounts in later-generation corporations. Zhu Ji wouldn't need it now because it was too small, but if everything went smoothly, it would develop into such a large scale in the future. At that point, it would need a good developmental prototype to avoid detours. Many things in this system had to be adjusted to suit the local context, referencing the management methods and models of many family-style workshops at this time. In addition, issues such as the vast area of the Wu Dynasty, poor information transmission, and the inability to unify accounts and information in a timely manner had to be taken seriously. However, the most important thing to apply was the spirit of mutual supervision, checks and balances, and prevention of cheating in audits, with triangular checks and balances existing everywhere.

There was still much to prepare regarding these things. Of course, the development of a project always had to proceed slowly. Zhu Ji would encounter many problems during its development, and its final form would likely be unpredictable. But if one prepared well in advance, one could always avoid many detours.

Thinking about whether there were any omissions in what he had written, he turned his head and saw Xiao Chan on the bed, lying on her side and looking over at him. Perhaps she had already woken up when Ning Yi got up. Ning Yi looked at her for a moment, then smiled and said, "Come here."

Xiao Chan smiled too, sitting up in bed. Then, she lifted the thin blanket, stretched out her slender feet, stepped out of bed, put on her embroidered shoes, walked over to Ning Yi, and sat on his lap. "Are you not sleeping anymore, Husband?"

It was still summer, and the night wasn't exactly cool. Xiao Chan was wearing only a doudu (a type of bodice), her body almost bare. Her skin was fair, and her figure was beautifully proportioned. Her usual cuteness was perfectly integrated with a hint of womanly charm. To describe it, it was probably the feeling of "being possessed." When Ning Yi hugged her, she gently wrapped her arms around his neck, her small face pressed against his cheek, allowing Ning Yi to feel her body. The two sat like this in the light of the oil lamp.

"There are a lot of things to do, I'll probably have to work overtime these days, but I've had enough sleep, it's okay..." Since practicing the kung fu left behind by Lu Hongti, Ning Yi's physical fitness had become very good. Sleeping a little longer on weekdays certainly gave him a feeling of rest, but getting up about an hour earlier these past two days didn't make him feel tired. Of course, it might also be because he was a bit flustered and annoyed by the Yuan Jin'er incident yesterday. "Let's go for a walk when it gets light."

"Okay."

Xiao Chan nuzzled his cheek like a kitten, quietly nestling against him. Ning Yi looked back at the things on the paper and compared them with some simple tricks for managing accounts from the Su family. After a while, Xiao Chan got off his lap, rustled into her silk trousers, top, and skirt, went out to fetch water for washing his face, and after serving him to wash up, she opened the window. Only then did some light appear outside, the morning mist floating away, hazy and indistinct.

In such a morning, the city was filled with all kinds of small, fragmented sounds, and occasionally one would become clearer, as if coming from a great distance. Yun Zhu and Jin'er should also be awake, but the two sisters would be fussing in their room for a long time. Ning Yi didn't want to go over and do anything, so he went out for a walk with Xiao Chan. In the misty streets, they looked like a newly married couple who didn't quite adhere to the proper etiquette. Ning Yi was a cultured and gentle husband, but not rigidly so, and the sweet-looking Xiao Chan was dressed as a young married woman, holding her husband's hand and following him forward. Even if she occasionally lowered her head with some shyness, she was soon swept away by the sweetness.

They bought some breakfast, porridge, and rice from the street stalls, and then wrapped them in lotus leaves and other things to take back. If something looked interesting, they would try a little bit first, and if it wasn't good, they would go to the next place in search of delicious food.

After returning, they would take these things to the pavilion in the center of the courtyard and call everyone else to come and share. The whole family would eat around them, talking and laughing, some chatting in the pavilion, others sitting under the eaves. Yun Zhu and Jin'er naturally had their share, but because there were men like Su Wenyu nearby, they took what they wanted to eat and went to the side with Xiao Chan, chatting and eating. They could talk to Su Wenyu, Su Yanping, and the accompanying shopkeepers and servants, but it wouldn't be as lively as when they were with Ning Yi.

In fact, Ning Yi and Jin'er hadn't been particularly lively these past two days. They hadn't said much to each other, and they weren't arguing or bickering anymore. It felt... strange.

Since Jin'er had shouted at Ning Yi the night before, Ning Yi had felt embarrassed at the time, and later naturally thought about the matter seriously, but his mood was inevitably a bit complicated. On the other hand, regarding Jin'er's matter, he felt a little uncomfortable facing Yun Zhu and Xiao Chan, and thus felt a little guilty.

From the perspective of a bystander, it was normal for men to have multiple wives and concubines in this era, and there was nothing to say. Ning Yi hadn't deliberately tried to get his hands on Jin'er, so it couldn't be considered a loss. But saying it was one thing, and reality was another. Yun Zhu and Xiao Chan were both eavesdropping outside the night before, as were Su Wenyu and Su Yanping. Although their later attitude seemed like they were watching him make a fool of himself, Ning Yi preferred to believe that this was their kindness as family members.

With such a thing happening, how could Yun Zhu and Xiao Chan simply see it as a joke without any reservations? He had always felt indebted to Yun Zhu, and after being with her, he had gotten his hands on her sister. Ning Yi didn't think she was necessarily happy about it. And on Xiao Chan's side, after this incident, Xiao Chan was very considerate and didn't mention anything about him and Jin'er. That was her thoughtfulness.

But others could be tolerant, but he couldn't be without self-awareness. Honestly, he felt very satisfied with the women he had around him now, and Liu Xigua, with whom he had a somewhat unclear relationship. He naturally had good feelings for Jin'er and regarded her as one of his extremely important friends, but whether it had reached the level of a romantic relationship was hard to say. If he were to hypothesize that he didn't have Yun Zhu and the others around him now, he would certainly like Jin'er's personality, and there would be no problem in living together as husband and wife, it would certainly be very interesting. But now that he had so many people around him, there was more to consider than just that little bit.

And on the other hand, he couldn't be sure what Jin'er meant by "like." He had been simple and crude in terms of romance in his previous life. He certainly had some nascent feelings, but there were no opportunities to realize them. Later, when he entered society, what he, a person with a strong desire for control, first felt was ambition and a sense of accomplishment. After becoming slightly successful, he was never short of women. In the beginning, of course, he had the idea of treating them sincerely, but after encountering a few simple transactions, he stopped expecting it. It was too difficult, too troublesome, and without any substantial benefits, so he couldn't be bothered to study women's thoughts on feelings. Anyway, "What I want is your body, what do I need your heart for? Give it to the dogs!"

Because of his previous poverty, he cherished these simple and sincere things now. To say that a person like him was so oblivious that he had never thought about the hypothesis that Jin'er had good feelings for him was of course impossible. But precisely because he might have thought of it, he would instead feel that he was thinking too much, after all, such an idea would be impolite to Jin'er.

He therefore hesitated about how to handle this matter next. On the contrary, Jin'er, after yelling at him and running away crying the night before, had mindlessly returned to her original state the next day. Although she didn't talk to him, her relationship with Yun Zhu had returned to normal, and she pretended that nothing had happened. Ning Yi was a little helpless about this reaction, so he had to put his thoughts aside for the time being, focus on his work, and take it one step at a time.

"It really feels like reaping what one sows..."

Whenever he thought of Yuan Jin'er's matter, it reminded Ning Yi of the things that had happened to Xi Junyu before. He had once joked to the people around him that the most lethal thing one could say to someone was "I like you." When Xi Junyu ran to the Su family to kill someone, Juan'er had used this method, making Xi Junyu think wildly, and finally Juan'er stabbed him hard, estimating that he would never believe in love again.

Now that he thought about it, Juan'er and Chan'er had heard that joke, and Yun Zhu and Jin'er had also heard it. This Yuan Jin'er suddenly launched this surprise attack, and as the instigator, he felt like he had been punished. Although Yuan Jin'er probably didn't deliberately use this to argue, thinking about it this way, he really felt a little indignant.

What a joke, that Xi Junyu was clearly a villain, and being stabbed was only natural. Why should he... uh... okay, he didn't seem to be a positive character either, so there was no way around it...

In his spare time, Ning Yi would think about these kinds of things and joke about himself. Then, not long after the morning passed, Qin Shaoyu would come to invite him to stroll and sit in some of the famous taverns and teahouses in Bianliang City. But before Qin Shaoyu came this day, someone sent a letter of invitation, saying that they had heard that the number one talent of Jiangning had come to Bianliang, and invited him to attend a poetry gathering held at Cai Mu Garden tonight. Ning Yi had already heard about this matter a couple of days ago, but he was very surprised that someone would know his whereabouts and send an invitation. He looked at it, and the name of the inviter was not County Princess Qingyang or the County Princess's husband, Liu Qingzhou. The name was Ruan Weitong. He asked Qin Shaoyu, and Qin Shaoyu only said that he was a talent in Bianliang.

Probably related to Zhou Pei or someone on Qin Lao's side, guessing that he might go, so they sent an invitation to avoid trouble. Ning Yi wasn't sure if he should go to such a poetry gathering to join in the fun. These past two days, he had been bothered by Yuan Jin'er's matter and only intended to focus on his work. After asking a few questions, he casually threw the invitation aside and went out to browse the teahouses with Qin Shaoyu...

From Ning Yi's experience, for the lifelong affairs of a girl like Zhou Pei who was in the throes of adolescence, no matter how the elders participated, they would probably only become an annoying villain, especially when he wasn't much older than her, and his identity as an elder wasn't very solid. He was too lazy to interfere.

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