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Feng Ru knew that haste makes waste, so today he gave Mrs. Cai a tip in advance. At least she had to know that even if she signed a death contract, as long as she didn't take the loyalty pill, she would not be a true friend in the eyes of her master. If she put herself in his shoes, if she had the same magical means as her master, she would probably have to make the people around her take the loyalty pill before she could feel truly at ease.

Seeing Mrs. Cai in a trance, Feng Ru smiled sweetly at her and then left the kitchen carrying the teapot.

As soon as Feng Ru entered the main room, he told Song Shiwei what he had just said to Mrs. Cai, and finally added with a smile: "I guess Mrs. Cai will definitely not be able to help but tell Jasmine when they go to bed at night."

Song Shiwei looked at her with a smile: "Since you mentioned studying at Song University, I remember there is an embroidery workshop in the capital. I will find a master to teach you embroidery tomorrow. Just practice your boxing and kicking skills. I don't require you to have good skills, just be able to protect yourself from being bullied."

Feng Ru pouted and said in a coquettish tone: "But I still want to learn Kung Fu. You and Brother Zhang Wu are both so powerful. I want to be like you."

"Your skills are better than those of ordinary men now. There is no need to go deeper. Just practice more according to the moves taught by Li Anzhangwu every day, and you will still improve a lot."

Feng Ru blinked: "Really? Sister thinks I'm doing fine now?"

"Good."

"Then I will learn embroidery. I have heard from my mother that there are many kinds of embroidery in the world. I only know one. When I learn a few more, I can embroider a few more purses with different patterns for my sister to wear."

Song Shiwei sighed lightly and said helplessly, "I let you learn embroidery because I thought you would like it. For a woman to walk in the world, mastering one more skill will give her more confidence. If you really want to learn martial arts, that's fine. If you meet a suitable martial arts master in the future, I'll find one for you. It will only cost you some money. You also can't neglect your studies. You have to practice the characters you should practice every day."

Feng Ru nodded like a chicken pecking at rice: "I know, I have been practicing calligraphy all the time. I get up in the morning to practice boxing, and then go back to the room to practice calligraphy and read books. In the afternoon, I occasionally embroider. I have thought about it. Brother Song will go to the academy to study soon. I will ask him more when he comes back from vacation."

"Mr. Song has three days off every month, so it would be nice to ask him for advice, so that we can review what we have learned and learn new things."

Feng Ru nodded with a smile: "Yeah."

At night, just as Feng Ru had expected, Mrs. Cai tossed and turned in bed, thinking about what Feng Ru had said during the day. She was not as frightened as she had been when she first heard it, but she just found it a little unbelievable.

"Mom, why aren't you asleep yet?" Jasmine heard Mrs. Cai turning over, so she propped herself up and looked at the bed opposite.

Mrs. Cai looked at her dimly and sighed, "You don't understand. I have learned a lot today."

Then Mrs. Cai told her daughter the story of the loyalty pill.

Jasmine tilted her head with a puzzled look in her eyes: "Is the loyalty pill really that magical?"

"How would I know? I didn't eat it. Anyway, it was Miss Feng Ru who said that after eating it, it would be the same as if you hadn't eaten it. There would be nothing wrong with your body. The only thing is that you must not betray your master after eating it. If you do, you will die."

Jasmine was puzzled again: "But we have never thought of betraying the master. As servants, we should not talk about the master's affairs without permission and should not betray the master. Isn't this self-conscious? This is what you told me, mother. And the master didn't ask you to take the loyalty pill. What are you worried about? Are you afraid that the master will ask you to take it? I don't think the master would do that."

"What do you know, you idiot? I'm just scared. This is the first time I've heard of this kind of medicine in my life. What if the master wants us to take it? If we don't take it, he will sell us off. Do you dare to take it?"

"Why don't you dare eat it? It won't be a problem if you eat it."

Mrs. Cao rolled her eyes immediately and said, "Aren't you afraid of getting hurt after taking it? Medicines are three-quarters poisonous."

"Ms. Feng Ru and Mr. Song have rosy complexions and are in better health than me."

Mrs. Cai:......

There was no need to say anything to this idiot. Mrs. Cai just turned over and went to sleep.

But after two minutes, the snoring of Mrs. Cai could be heard in the room. Jasmine sighed and felt that her mother was overthinking every day. There was no need to worry about things that hadn't happened. Besides, even if she took the medicine, there was nothing to be afraid of.

As she thought about it, Jasmine stopped thinking about it and wrapped the quilt into a long strip and slept.

Early the next morning, Uncle Qin drove Song Da to Zhoushan Academy. Zhoushan Academy was built in the suburbs. A hundred years ago, it was a mountain villa with a large bamboo forest on the back mountain. Because bamboo is also a gentleman, it was very popular among students. Later, it was granted the title of Gao Lao Taifu by the emperor at that time, and then an academy was built and named Zhoushan.

It would take an hour by horse carriage from Dongcheng to Zhoushan Academy. Song Da was afraid that his family would need a carriage, so he asked Uncle Qin to take him to the academy early.

It was already 9 o'clock when Uncle Qin came back after sending Song Da away.

After lunch, Song Shiwei and Feng Ru were about to go out. As soon as they walked out of the main room, they heard crackling sounds. They both stopped and turned to look at the backyard.

Feng Ru was puzzled: "What's going on?"

Song Shiwei pursed his lips and said nothing, then turned and walked towards the backyard. He saw Jasmine chopping wood in the backyard with a heavy axe in hand, and a large pile of chopped firewood was neatly stacked next to her.

Feng Ru's eyes widened with surprise, "Mrs. Cai is not exaggerating. This Jasmine's strength is incredible."

Seeing Jasmine chopping wood without changing her expression, Song Shiwei was a little surprised. He looked at her twice and turned away.

"Sister, Sister Jasmine is really strong. How did she train that? Does she chop wood often?"

Song Shiwei's eyes were filled with smiles: "It must be natural."

"Before, I heard Mrs. Cai say that Sister Jasmine would be a maid all her life. At that time, I thought she was exaggerating. Now it seems that if I were the master, knowing that Sister Jasmine was so strong that she could take on several people, I would have to let her do hard work."

This made Song Shiwei chuckle.

Half an hour later, the carriage stopped outside the West City Embroidery Workshop. Song Shiwei lifted the curtain and said to Feng Ru who was getting off the carriage, "Go in and take a look around. Ask the embroidery lady if you want to learn anything. If she is willing, ask her to come to your home to teach you embroidery."

"Sister won't you come with me?"

"I don't understand those things, and it's useless to go. Just go and have a look yourself. If there are nice purses or clothes, pick two for yourself. Don't be reluctant to spend money."

Feng Ru felt a little disappointed, but she still responded obediently: "When will my sister come to pick me up?"

"About half an hour," Song Shiwei said, then lowered the car curtain and let Uncle Qin drive away.

Feng Ru stood at the door of the embroidery workshop and watched the carriage leave without blinking.

Although the embroidery workshop's embroidery skills are not as good as those of the embroiderers in the backyards of the royal palace and aristocrats, the embroiderers who can enter the workshop are also the best. Each of them has unique skills and her own style. People in the city who have good family backgrounds and are not short of money all like to find embroidery workshops to make clothes.