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Jin Hu had somehow appeared behind Zhou Qing, his tone filled with disgust: "Miss Zhou, men and women shouldn't touch each other. If Brother Yin Hu were awake, he wouldn't want an unmarried young woman like you to take care of him. Please leave."

Zhou Qing looked at Xiao Jingyan and saw that he didn't even spare her a glance. He left no further explanation, glared at Yun Jin, and then ran out.

Yun Jin frowned as she watched the -83% favorability rating above the woman's head drift away with her retreating figure, and asked, "Why was she here?"

Jin Hu quickly stepped forward, explaining with a face full of guilt, "Miss, it was our negligence. The Prince usually doesn't allow her to approach the main courtyard, but today Brother Yin Hu is seriously injured, and the whole mansion is in chaos."

While her subordinates and the prince were away, she told her brothers she wanted to help care for the wounded and insisted on barging in. The guards dared not stop her, and she slipped through the cracks.

Xiao Jingyan snorted coldly and said expressionlessly, "Go and accept your punishment later."

Jin Hu's expression turned solemn, and he bowed, replying, "Yes."

Yun Jin glanced at Xiao Jingyan and said, "Jin Hu is wrong, but aren't you right? This is your courtyard, and you can't even stop a woman? Are the rules in your courtyard just for show?"

Xiao Jingyan choked, knowing he was in the wrong. He touched his nose, glanced at Jin Hu, and said, "Alright, I was also at fault. I'll remember your punishment for now, and we'll settle the score next time."

Jin Hu glanced at Yun Jin gratefully and quickly gestured for her to enter: "Miss, please."

Xiao Jingyan hurriedly smiled ingratiatingly at Yun Jin and said, "Let's go, there's another brother next door waiting for you to help him out."

The two followed Jin Hu to the next room, where they saw the guard lying on the bed, his face somewhat pale, but much better than Yin Hu's.

His arrow wound was not deep, only a graze on his arm, which his brothers had already bandaged.

Yun Jin opened the gauze and glanced at the wound. She took out some spring water from her medicine box and carefully rinsed it. She then had Jin Hu give her an antidote pill. After checking her pulse and confirming that there was no danger to her life, she felt relieved.

After treating the wounded, Yun Jin followed Xiao Jingyan to his main room. After sitting down, she finally couldn't help but ask, "What exactly happened? How did they get injured?"

Xiao Jingyan leaned back in his chair, his voice barely concealing his anger: "Mu Yanqing is a meticulous man. After leaving the city, he changed clothes with his men. They were dressed thickly in winter, wrapped in cloaks, so their backs were indistinguishable. The brothers followed him and got lost, and by the time they realized something was wrong, they had already fallen into an ambush."

Those men seemed to have known they would be followed, and had laid an ambush in a mountain hollow beforehand. The four brothers were surrounded as soon as they entered. They were all quite skilled, but they couldn't withstand the sheer number of their opponents, who were also well-prepared and waiting.

Yun Jin frowned and said, "This person is so cunning. He has been lurking in the capital for so many years; it seems he didn't just rely on luck."

Xiao Jingyan nodded, a cold glint flashing in his eyes: "He's no ordinary person; he managed to hide under the Emperor's nose for so long. I'll remember this. He'd better pray he doesn't fall into my hands."

Yun Jin was silent for a moment, then said, "His sudden departure from the capital, and his cautiousness, must mean that something important has forced him to make this trip in person."

He left the Cold Palace in such a hurry that he must have received the news at the last minute, or perhaps someone suddenly wanted to see him.

Xiao Jingyan nodded slightly: "I have already mobilized all the brothers of Tingfeng Pavilion in the capital to do everything in their power to track down his whereabouts. No matter how fast he moves, he can't possibly erase all traces."

Yun Jin nodded, then asked, "Aren't your father and mother at home? Why didn't they come over when there was such a commotion?"

Xiao Jingyan was silent for a moment, then sighed, "My grandmother is unwell, and my father and mother have been in the palace with her for the past two days. They are unaware of what is happening in the manor."

Yun Jin was slightly taken aback and asked, "What's wrong with the Empress Dowager? Is it serious?"

Xiao Jingyan shook his head: "As I get older, my health naturally declines day by day. In addition, I've been suffering from mental distress for years. The imperial physician said it's a heart ailment, and it can't be rushed; I can only take it slowly."

She nodded and didn't ask any further questions, but said softly, "If you need me to examine the Empress Dowager, you can have someone call me anytime."

Xiao Jingyan nodded without saying anything.

Seeing that there was nothing else to do, Yun Jin said she would come to check on Yin Hu's wounds again the next day, and then took Dong Xue and left the Prince Yu's residence.

As I passed by Juxian Pavilion, I remembered that Lan Qi had sent a message a couple of days ago saying that the New Year's accounts had been sorted out and that she should come over when she had time.

She lifted the carriage curtain and saw Lan Qi's carriage parked in front of the gate, so she asked the driver to stop the carriage in front of Juxian Pavilion.

She led Dongxue into the main hall. The innkeeper greeted her with a smile, "Miss, you've arrived. The master is in a private room upstairs. Please go up directly."

Yun Jin nodded, glanced around the hall. Although it wasn't mealtime yet, there were already quite a few guests sitting in the hall. She looked away and led Dong Xue upstairs.

Lan Qi was leaning back in his armchair, a stack of account books on the table, humming a tune with a contented expression.

Seeing Yun Jin enter, he quickly stood up and waved to her with a smile: "Jin girl, you've come at the right time! Your uncle just had someone calculate the profits from Juxian Pavilion and the hot pot restaurant during this period, and he was just about to have someone invite you over."

Yun Jin sat down opposite him and asked with a smile, "Judging from your beaming face, Uncle, business must be booming?"

Lan Qi slammed his hand on the table, lowered his voice, and said excitedly, "Not only good! My cousin never expected that since you provided those new dishes and organized that poetry gathering as you suggested, Juxian Pavilion has made quite a bit of money in the past two months!"

And the hot pot restaurants are incredibly popular. Many customers can't get a table at the restaurants, so they simply buy the broth to cook at home. That alone brings in revenue comparable to Juxiange. Guess how much the two restaurants have earned combined in the last two months?

Yun Jin shook her head, indicating that she didn't know.

Lan Qi took the account book from the table, turned to the last page, and pushed it in front of Yun Jin, his tone revealing undisguised smugness: "Take a look for yourself."

Yun Jin took the ledger, her gaze falling on the numbers at the bottom, her fingers pausing slightly.

He then looked at another ledger and picked up the abacus, fiddled with it for a bit.

Unexpectedly, the two stores together generated a gross profit of over 50,000 taels and a net profit of 30,000 taels.

She knew the restaurant business was profitable, but she never imagined it could be this profitable.

What does 30,000 taels mean? Yun Heting's annual salary at the Ministry of Rites was only a few hundred taels of silver. Even with various subsidies, he would only receive a little over a thousand taels a year.

Her profits this season were enough for Yun Heting to save for thirty years without eating or drinking. She couldn't help but ask in surprise, "Uncle, is it... really that profitable?"