Ximen Bei's books were quite popular within a certain small circle.
Excerpts from some of his works had even been selected as textbook material for Scholars in the academies.
Zheng Xiu glanced at the inscription on the brocade box in the basket.
Hm?
'So Jiang Gaoyi's Madam is also a loyal reader of Ximen Bei. She sent a Cyan Jade Paperweight.'
"May I go inside and wait for Mr. Ximen to return?"
Although Zheng Xiu was a Prince, he didn't throw his weight around.
The Scholar's Attendant looked troubled. "But my master has gone out to gather material. He could be gone for three to five days, or as long as several months… I'm afraid you won't be able to wait for his return, Prince."
"It's fine. I'll just go in and have a look."
As Zheng Xiu took a step forward, the young Scholar's Attendant let out a high-pitched, dolphin-like wail. "Prince, you absolutely mustn't! You mustn't! My master will scold me to death when he returns!"
