Yu Ji took the letter from the guard and said, "You can leave now."
The guard bowed and left the room, not forgetting to close the door. Yu Ji handed the letter to his master and waited.
After Zhao Xian read the letter, a smile appeared on his face. "Ah Ji, prepare ink and paper."
Without wasting time, Yu Ji quickly prepared everything. Picking up his brush, Zhao Xian wrote a letter to his father.
The content of the letter was simple: the Xue family agreed to help them buy grains and medicine to solve their food shortage and the recent plague outbreak.
Yu Ji glanced at the letter, and his eyes lit up instantly. "This is great! With the Xue family's help, we don't have to worry about not having enough food and medicine for our people."
Zhao Xian nodded and replied, "Madam Xue is indeed a talented woman. Lu Qianxuan was really lucky to be able to marry her."
