Her features were exquisite, with dark, clear, and lively eyes, flawless fair skin, and her hair was tied into a buns with bright butterfly pearl flowers adorning it. She wore a fragrance-colored brocade dress, her left wrist adorned with a string of Buddha beads, and her right wrist sported a pair of red gold Ruyi bracelets.

In her arms, she held a Flower Fairy doll, looking exceptionally delicate and charming.

"Greetings to the Prince!" Everyone bowed in salute, as the Prince had said there was no need to kneel in the Yang family's home.

With a gesture of his hand, Long Xuanmo signaled everyone to dispense with formalities and looked at Yang Mengchen, "Congratulations to Ms. Yang on moving to your new home."

Mo Lei and Mo Yun lifted two large chests up.

Leng Xiao and Nan Feng, following the hints from their respective masters, also presented their congratulatory gifts to Yang Mengchen.

Yang Mengchen smiled as she accepted the gifts.

The sound of firecrackers suddenly erupted, signaling it was midday. The fathers and sons of the Yang, Wu, Liu, and Shen families stood upstairs and began to scatter cakes and copper coins below. It was Yang Mengchen's idea, symbolizing spreading blessings, and aiming for a festive and lively atmosphere.

The villagers laughed and scrambled for the items. In the past, everyone was poor, and the most a family could do when building a new house was to share a meal together. Now, following the Yang family, life had been getting better, and everyone hoped to share in the Yang family's good fortune.

Next was the banquet. Old Master Yang, his wife, and Yang Mengchen led the honored guests to the inner courtyard. Yang Chaowen and his three brothers, along with the village chief Lizheng, arranged for the venerable elders of the village, as well as the craftspeople, to be seated in the second hall.

Yang Chengrong and his eight brothers, along with Wu Xuehua and her co-sisters-in-law, attended to the villagers.

Yang Mengchen was not stingy. Not only was there a full array of poultry, fish, and meat dishes, the portions of each dish were also generous, including desserts and fruits. The villagers unanimously praised the Yang family's kindness.

After the feast concluded, the villagers helped clean up before bidding their farewells and leaving.

Yang Mengchen asked each household to take some dishes home. It was now Sheng Xia, and the food couldn't be kept for long. Moreover, she knew that even during festivals, the villagers would hesitate to prepare such lavish meals. It was, in a sense, her way of improving the villagers' livelihoods.

The families from the Wu, Liu, and Shen clans also left afterwards.

Xiao Hongtao, preoccupied with official duties and unable to stay long, took Wei Lin with him back to the County Office. Sister Ke and Chu Chun followed to prepare clothes, as Lady Xiao was to stay here for an extended period.

The Luo family did not leave, and Yang Mengchen arranged for them to rest in their rooms.

In the living room of Yang Mengchen's courtyard.

Long Xuanmo passed two brocade boxes to Yang Mengchen, "This is the dividend from the cement and Ceramic Glaze."

Ceramic Glaze was indeed immensely profitable. The first batch had been snapped up the moment it was launched, with many people placing advance orders. That way, they wouldn't have to worry about the silver taels for this year's river repairs and military pay.

Yang Mengchen received the boxes and set them aside.

Nangong Lingfei and Luo Jingrui also presented their dividends from the Drunken Immortal Tavern and the pharmaceutical factory to Yang Mengchen.

Yang Mengchen did the same, not even glancing at them before putting them aside. Starting tomorrow, Feng Gong and others would begin constructing the academy, and these funds would be put to good use.

Glancing at the quiet little girl sitting beside her, Yang Mengchen said indifferently, "If there is something you wish to say, Prince, please speak directly."

She had noticed early on, from the time the little girl arrived until now, that while she seemed quite normal, she had not spoken a single word. She supposed Long Xuanmo had brought the little girl with the hope that she could cure her.

"Ms. Yang, this is the Sixth Princess, Long Yingtong," Long Xuanmo said, turning tenderly to Long Yingtong. "Yingtong, haven't you been eager to know who sent you the doll? It was Sister Mengchen here who handcrafted it and gave it to you as a gift."

Long Yingtong's eyes immediately lit up, and she stood up to walk over to Yang Mengchen. With a sweet smile on her lovely face, she gestured with her pale little hands.

The palace maid Jin Yuan interpreted, "The princess says, thank you for the gift, Ms. Yang. She really likes it."

"I'm glad the princess likes it," Yang Mengchen sighed inwardly, confirming her suspicions. Yet, she was unsure whether Long Yingtong was naturally mute or if it was caused by some later trauma. "I can make other dolls, too. Of course, if the princess has any particular likes, she can tell me."

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