This question hit the nail on the head.
Tang Xiaobai, caught off guard, showed her anxiety.
Tang Ziqian was staring at her, and seeing this, he imdiately beca suspicious, "Didn’t you just leave?"
Tang Xiaobai made a sound, quickly lowered her head, took out the drafted morial from her sleeve, and presented it to her father.
Tang Shigong glanced at her, took it, and unfolded it.
Tang Xiaobai felt a twinge of panic in her heart and imdiately extracted the drafted morial from her sleeve, raised it with both hands, and presented it to her father.
After a few monts, he looked up and asked her, "Did the Crown Prince teach you to write this?"
Tang Xiaobai blushed deeply and nodded.
Ginger indeed gets spicier with age; even this, Father could tell.
Tang Ziqian leaned over to take a look, surprised, "The Crown Prince intends to cultivate you into an assistant?"
Tang Shigong smiled noncommittally, turned around, walked to the desk, chose paper and pen, and looked up to call Tang Xiaobai, "Co, write it just like this, it’s enough."
Tang Xiaobai looked at the desk beside him, montarily dazed.
The desk of the master of Duke Yan Mansion carried an unspoken authority.
At least she had never seen anyone other than her father use it.
This call seed to have so symbolic aning.
And this morial she wrote seed to have so symbolic aning as well.
Many thoughts flashed through Tang Xiaobai’s mind, but she did not have ti to dwell on them. She composed herself and bowed, "Thank you, Father!"
She took a deep breath and walked toward the desk.
At this point, Tang Shigong said, "It’s getting late, you should go back and rest."
This was said to Tang Ziqian.
Tang Xiaobai quickly turned back, "Wait!"
The two of them turned to look at her.
"Over in Xingzhou, does brother have the intention to go?" Tang Xiaobai repeated the content she had recently discussed with Li Mu.
Tang Shigong nodded with a smile, "Before you ca, I was discussing this matter with Ziqian. His chance of returning to Liangzhou to take charge of the army is slim, so why not take this opportunity to go to Zhenzhou. Since Liangzhou has been given to Li Xingyuan, Li Xingyuan should also give up Zhenzhou. Such a swap of defenses will reassure His Majesty—"
He paused briefly and continued, "However, if Ziqian is to smoothly take over Zhenzhou, he still needs the Crown Prince’s approval."
At this point, Tang Xiaobai felt embarrassed again.
She coughed lightly twice and said, "The Crown Prince said... it can be done."
"The Crown Prince said it can be done?" Tang Ziqian chuckled, "When did the Crown Prince say it can be done? Is this sothing he taught you to ask?"
Tang Xiaobai glanced at him, "The Crown Prince said that I can decide on this matter."
Tang Ziqian: ...
Is this cultivating an assistant? This is raising an ancestor!
...
By the ti she finished writing the morial, it was already midnight.
Tang Xiaobai yawned as she returned to her study, collapsed onto the temporary cot, and fell asleep.
She was extrely tired and slept soundly.
She didn’t know how long she had slept when she heard the clear voice of Miss Tang, in a daze, "Still not awake? What ti did she sleep last night?... How are you serving the Second Miss!... Forget it, don’t disturb her, I’ll go in and take a look myself—"
Hearing this, Tang Xiaobai reacted instinctively; her mind had not even started to turn when her body jumped out of bed, and with a "whoosh," she dashed out the door.
"Sister!"
After hastily calling out, she saw Tang Jiaojiao turn around, and only then did Tang Xiaobai shakily co to a stop, her head muddled, montarily speechless.
Tang Jiaojiao’s face changed drastically when she saw her, and she imdiately pulled off the cloak from her shoulders, striding forward to wrap Tang Xiaobai in it.
"Have you gone mad from reading? Up you get without even dressing, do you know what month it is?" Tang Jiaojiao scolded sternly, and looking down, her anger flared, "Carry the Second Miss inside!"
She wasn’t even wearing shoes or socks!
"No, no!" Tang Xiaobai hurriedly stopped her, "I’ll go in myself!" She grabbed Tang Jiaojiao’s hand and walked towards the study, "I slept in the study last night—"
She hadn’t finished speaking when she was pulled back again.
"You’re still sleeping in the study? We’ll settle this later! First, go back and get dressed!" Tang Jiaojiao pulled her towards the bedroom.
Tang Xiaobai: ...
"I’ll wear yesterday’s outfit..." She tried again to pull Tang Jiaojiao back.
She took a step, and her hand was released.
Turning back, she saw Tang Jiaojiao frowning, surveying her up and down, then turning to look at the nearby bedroom.
When she turned back, her gaze was sharp, "What do you have in your room?"
"No, nothing, sister..."
Tang Jiaojiao still barged in.
Tang Xiaobai looked at her outstretched pleading hand, sighed, and followed her in.
The room was neat and quiet.
No one was there.
Tang Xiaobai was montarily stunned.
Looking outside, the sun was already high in the sky.
She had gotten up in such a rush, she hadn’t noticed the ti...
At this hour, it was only natural that the little ancestor had already left.
Even if he hadn’t originally left, with such a commotion outside, he would have been alerted and found a way to leave long ago.
As expected, Tang Jiaojiao quickly ca out, her face full of suspicion, "What are you up to?"
"Nothing!" This ti Tang Xiaobai answered with confidence, trotting cheerfully inside.
The bed behind the screen was neatly made, as if no one had used it.
Considerate!
Tang Xiaobai happily climbed onto the bed and pulled the quilt around herself.
Needless to say, it was really cold to walk barefoot on the ground this season!
"Then why did you just stop from coming in?" Tang Jiaojiao also ca in, still full of suspicion.
"I didn’t stop you!" Tang Xiaobai blinked innocently, "Didn’t you co in?"
Tang Jiaojiao stared at her for a long ti but couldn’t find anything suspicious, so she snorted coldly and let it go.
Then she took up another issue, "The study is not far from the bedroom; why not co back to sleep?"
"I was busy until very late last night, and I just dozed off."
"You dozed off but rembered to take off your clothes and socks?"
Tang Xiaobai looked down at her inner garnts and stubbornly argued, "Maybe I felt uncomfortable sleeping and took them off without realizing it, or maybe Tao Zi and the others ca in and helped take them off. I don’t rember!"
Although Tang Jiaojiao felt that her sister’s story was full of holes and not a word could be believed, she really couldn’t think of any other possibilities, so she let it go again, coldly saying, "If I see you running out like this again—"
"There won’t be a next ti!" Tang Xiaobai promptly promised.
Tang Jiaojiao snorted coldly and called the maid in to help Tang Xiaobai wash and dress.
Successfully passing this hurdle, Tang Xiaobai breathed a sigh of relief and yawned, tiredly asking, "Sister, did you co looking for for sothing?"
Tang Jiaojiao just stood by and watched, getting angry seeing her weariness, "Can’t I co looking for you without a reason? If I don’t co, are you planning to live in the study? Are you aiming for the top scholar or the top scholar again?..."
Tang Xiaobai obediently shut her mouth, ekly listening to her sister’s scolding.
Though Miss Tang said so, after Tang Xiaobai finished freshening up, she still pulled out sothing from her sleeve, whether it was a letter or an invitation, and handed it to her.
"Mr. Zhang sent soone to deliver this."
Mr. Zhang? Zhang Yin?
Tang Xiaobai took it with curiosity and opened it.
It was an event note.
When the host has sothing to inform friends and family, they may personally or send soone to inform each household, or they may send out a group event note.
The content of the event note is usually very brief, just a line or two.
But Tang Xiaobai stared at it for a long ti.
(Recently, my eyes have been a bit uncomfortable... you know!)
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