Anyway, her responsibilities this year are clear, and she has several generals under her. Apart from needing to take some time to check the accounts they have calculated, Yin Mingyu can still happily take some time off.

Moreover, because she was “doing homework” with Xie Ce and seeing Xie Ce practicing calligraphy at such a young age, her happiness doubled. At this time, she thought of the reasons Xie Qin had said for Chu He to enter the Imperial College, and she felt very empathetic.

Unfortunately, she had to entertain Lady Wen today and could not continue “doing her homework”.

Lady Wen arrived neither too early nor too late. She first paid her respects to Old Madam Xie and Madam Xie, and then went back to the East Courtyard with Yin Mingyu.

At this time of year, there was nothing much to see in the garden. Yin Mingyu walked under the corridor with Lady Wen and took a quick look at the Xie family’s garden. She said, “It hasn’t snowed this year. If it snowed, we could enjoy the snow scenery.”

Lady Wen did not think it was bad that Xie’s garden was bare. Without the lush branches and leaves blocking the view, it was almost as big as an ordinary family’s garden. The whole picture could be seen more clearly, and there was a unique sense of spacious beauty.

The East Courtyard where Yin Mingyu lived was also spacious. When Lady Wen saw the gate of the courtyard, she sighed sincerely, “It is indeed the residence of the Xie family.”

Yin Mingyu……also had this feeling before. In fact, from what she had heard, the Xie family was considered to be a low-key family among the big families. She didn’t know how powerful the other families were.

However, as soon as Lady Wen followed Yin Mingyu into the courtyard, those feelings disappeared. She stared at the sheep walking in the courtyard and asked in surprise: “Is this…… a local source of wool?”

Yin Mingyu laughed heartily, “I’m raising it, I won’t eat it for now.”

As for whether she will eat it in the future, it depends on whether the sheep has any attitude.

Lady Wen had never seen a lady raising sheep, and had never even seen a live sheep at such a close distance. She moved closer out of curiosity, but didn’t dare to get too close.

Yin Mingyu took two handfuls of hay, handed one to her, and then bent down to feed the sheep.

When Lady Wen saw the lamb eating grass cleanly and obediently, she also reached out to feed it.

The lamb ate the grass in her hand, and Lady Wen was so happy that she asked if she could touch it. Yin Mingyu told her to do as she pleased.

This little lamb made Yin Mingyu very proud. It was very docile and did not show any stubbornness.

Lady Wen was so pleased that she wiped her hands with a towel after entering the house, and kept muttering envy, “It’s a pity that my mother-in-law and eldest sister-in-law are very strict in housekeeping. They don’t even allow me to keep cats and dogs.”

Yin Mingyu raised her hand to invite her to drink tea, and asked casually: “Isn’t the mansion busy before the New Year? Would Madam Xu let you come out and play?”

“Of course it depends on who invites me.” Lady Wen winked at her and said with a smile, “There is a capable sister-in-law in the mansion. Of course, my mother-in-law is very happy to be invited to the Right Prime Minister’s Mansion.”

Yin Mingyu understood and asked with a smile: “Then I will go out of the house in a few days, and I will invite you out too?”

Lady Wen nodded immediately, “Okay.”

The two of them had chatted a little more about those supernatural stories before, and now they were naturally reading some interesting books together and exchanging a few words on this topic, and they got along very well.

Unfortunately, there were only so many such conversations. Even if the two of them exchanged each other’s collections, there would be a day when they would run out. Lady Wen would mutter, “What would I do if there were no books to read one day……”

Yin Mingyu had many interests, so she didn’t have this worry. Seeing her like this, she encouraged her, “Just write it yourself. No one else’s book will be as good as your own.”

Lady Wen hesitated, “Writing books is a man’s job. If someone finds out, they’ll probably laugh at me……”

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