Gu Jiao: "..."
Gu Jiao thought for a moment and corrected, "That’s not how you inject water into a pig."
The disciple of the National Master Hall who was sweeping inside the house: "..."
Shangguan Yun’s surgery was a huge success. If it weren’t for the other major and minor injuries on her body, Gu Jiao could have let her wear armor and get out of bed.
Zhang Dequan came by to visit Shangguan Yun and took the opportunity to talk about the capture of the real culprit and how the Concubine Wan was sent into the Cold Palace.
This also served as a sort of closure for Shangguan Yun.
Xiao Hen went to the Book Pavilion of the National Master Hall.
As the Grand Prince of Yan Country, he could browse any of the books and materials on the two lower floors except for the third.
After walking around briefly, he asked the disciple guarding the entrance, "By the way, may I ask where our country’s national book is?"
The disciple replied, "Your Highness Changsun, the national book is on the third floor."
Xiao Hen continued, "Besides the National Master and His Majesty, who else has access to the third floor?"
The disciple said, "There are also two senior brothers who guard it."
Xiao Hen: "What about beyond them?"
"That’s all." The disciple thought for a moment and felt this statement was not precise enough, so he corrected himself, "If the National Master agrees, one may visit, but no one can go there privately."
Xiao Hen: "What would happen if someone went up there without permission?"
The disciple: "There are eight desperados near the Book Pavilion. Should anyone trespass without authorization, regardless of who it is, they will be executed on the spot."
Xiao Hen: "Has anyone ever trespassed?"
The disciple: "Yes, there have been quite a few, but not a single one left alive."
It seems these are no ordinary desperados.
So the question arises, given such strict defenses, how did the national book of Yan Country end up amongst the pile of junk with Little Jingkong? It couldn’t possibly have been gifted willingly by the National Master.
...
At Canglan Girls’ Academy, Gu Chengfeng took Little Jingkong to Lingbo Academy: "Be good and attend your classes. I will pick you up at noon."
Little Jingkong asked seriously, "Will you pick me up to have lunch with Jiaojiao at the National Master Hall?"
This question had been asked hundreds and eighty times by Little Jingkong, starting from last night when he returned to Linglong Pavilion; he even asked it when he got up to pee at night, during breakfast, and while walking on the road.
Gu Chengfeng didn’t have Xiao Hen’s strength of mind, he couldn’t stand it anymore.
He surrendered in collapse, "Alright, alright, I will take you, I will take you, is that okay now?!"
Kids are really too hard to handle!
Little Jingkong puffed up his little chest proudly. Sure enough, except for the bad brother-in-law, he could handle anyone!
Little Jingkong entered the Academy contentedly with his schoolbag!
He sat down at his own seat.
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