"Don't worry, Auntie," the maid beside her advised, "Maybe Madam is lucky. She hasn't used the silk fish thread yet, so she didn't have a miscarriage."
Hongying was certain that Xia Yan might not have used the silk fish thread. It would be a waste for a pregnant woman to wear anything. Maybe Xia Yan wanted to use the silk fish thread for clothes after giving birth?
Thinking of this, Hongying breathed a sigh of relief, but immediately, her expression became angry again: "How can she be so lucky!"
...Xiao Shao handed the letter to Jin Er, and Jin Er hurried out. Guan Lianghan saw it and was stunned: "It's not the end of the year yet, why are you writing a letter to the old man?"
"Old man" is Guan Lianghan's name for their master, Mr. Yaqi. Speaking of which, Xiao Shao has not visited him once since returning from Dongyi Country.
Xiao Shao said: "I want to go to Canaan Mountain."
Canaan Mountain is where Mr. Yaqi lives, and it is also where the eight brothers of this school practice martial arts on weekdays. Mr. Yaqi is also a strange man. He knows astronomy and geography, is proficient in the art of medicine, and knows how to defend against enemies on the battlefield.
When the late emperor was alive, he asked him to come out of the mountains to assist, but Mr. Yaqi, who was still a teenager at the time, refused outright, saying that the way of heaven is irreversible and cannot go against heaven. There is a formation on Canaan Mountain which no one in the world can solve it, and people usually can't find it.
"Go to Canaan Mountain, third brother, wait for me." Mo Cong jumped up: "I want to go too!"
"What are you going for?" Guan Lianghan asked curiously. Mo Cong has a lively personality. When he was in the mountains before, he was most afraid of Mr. Yaqi.
"Recently, the imperial tutor Liu Min has gained more and more trust from the emperor. Last time I submitted a memorial, Liu Min picked on me. It's okay at ordinary times, but this guy is a piece of stinky and hard stone. He wants to be absolutely fair in everything and can't tolerate even a grain of sand. It makes me angry."
Mo Cong is a genuine young man from aristocratic family. Although he has been smart and cunning since he was a child, and he also has a sense of justice, he has been raised in the officialdom by his father since he was a child. He knows that if the water is too clear, there will be no fish. When he met a bookworm like Mo Cong, he was almost angry to vomit blood. So, he had to seek help from his master.
"Is it the new champion?" Guan Lianghan has always had some prejudice against scholars: "Idiot, why talk so much to the sour scholar, just beat him up."
"Aren't you afraid of the memorial from the censor for beating the court official?" Xiao Shao looked at Mo Cong who was eager to try, and Mo Cong suddenly shrunk like a deflated ball.
Guan Lianghan was disappointed to see that his provocation failed. He turned to look at Xiao Shao and said, "When are you leaving?"
"Now." Xiao Shao replied.
...Jiang Ruan was a little uncomfortable after not seeing Xiao Shao for several days. When she came to her senses, she felt a little worried. She was used to being alone, but Xiao Shao only took her a short time to get used to his existence. For Jiang Ruan, this was not a good thing.
Although she didn't know what Xiao Shao did on weekdays, she knew that it must not be an easy thing. There were so many dandies who rode horses and played with birds in the capital. Xiao Shao was different from those princes and nobles. He didn't put on airs. It was easy to overlook his identity on weekdays, as if he was a particularly reliable ally.
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