Hidden in the court

Ji Mingshang had already received the news. Zhao Yao had just left Qing'an City this morning, and he received a report from Lao Bai in the afternoon.

"Master, Master Zhao left Qing'an this morning. Our people found that he had no unusual behavior in the past two days except for suddenly having a fortune-teller. He has been with a woman these two days."

"Cough—cough—, what did you say?" Ji Mingshang almost choked to death on the tea that had just entered his throat.

"Well, I mean, he did a fortune-telling."

"No, next sentence."

"Uh. With a girl?"

Ji Mingshang was silent for two seconds.

"Tall, short, fat, thin, pretty or not, how old, what's their family background, what did they do, and how did Lao Zhao react?..."

The series of questions left Lao Bai confused.

"I only know that she is the daughter of the Lord of Qing'an City, and her age should be about the same as yours. The rest will have to wait until the book with detailed records is delivered."

"That means I'm younger than Lao Zhao. An old cow eating young grass, bah." He cursed like this without mentioning the fact that he was two years older than Rowling.

"Let your people come back. No need to keep an eye on them. Also, go to the border yourself. Tell my father that the emperor is suspicious and he might be called back later. Let him be prepared."

Lao Bai, who was kneeling below, was shocked and thought to himself, "Young Master is really all-powerful. He clearly went to the palace recently and in a hurry, but he still got the news."

In his opinion, this was impossible. It must be that his son had placed spies around the emperor. How could he know that this was what the emperor himself said?

It was deliberately done so that Ji Mingshang, who had already walked far away, could hear it.

Ji Mingshang didn’t care about that. Let the old fox fight if he wanted to. I was just a messenger.

In his opinion, it doesn't matter what happens to his cheap dad and the emperor, I don't care whether my father rebels or not.

Punish the entire nine clans? Haha... I am not one of the nine clans.

Thinking of his original life experience, Ji Mingshang vowed that he would never treat himself unfairly.

……

"Brother Yao, please teach me martial arts."

Xie An and Zhao Yao rode side by side on horseback and started to plead, mustering up all his courage.

Zhao Yao thought about what happened today, glanced at the carriage Suo Wei was sitting in, and understood what happened.

Facing Xie An, he smiled kindly again. "Okay, get off the horse first."

"real!?"

When Xie An heard Zhao Yao's agreement, he dismounted without any doubt.

"Take off the saddle."

Xie An did as he was told.

"Mount."

Without stirrups, Xie An had to use great effort to climb up.

The bumpy road and the shaky and bumpy horse back.

"What does it feel like?"

"It's quite cool, but a little bit uncomfortable." Xie An replied awkwardly.

"Well, hold the reins, use your waist, clamp your legs together, and keep your butt in the air."

Xie An did as he was told. "Oh, no more grinding. It's just a little bit strenuous."

"Hold on, the Bizarre Stance works."

"Ah, let's start with the basics. Is there any quick way to achieve success?"

"Have."

"Really? How do we do it?"

Looking at his earnest gaze, Zhao Yao gave a meaningful smile, but unfortunately Xie An didn't see it.

"Keep this position until we reach the capital. If you don't fall off your horse, I'll teach you how to fight in a group. I guarantee you'll have enough."

"That means it will take another three hours." Xie An looked depressed. Doesn't that mean he has to stand in horse stance for three hours?

"Then do you want to finish it in an hour?" Zhao Yao's smile became even bigger.

"I want to! Of course I want to."

Hearing his answer, Zhao Yao nodded slightly: "Then you better sit tight."

"What the hell?" Xie An obviously didn't understand and wanted to ask more clearly.

Zhao Yao had no choice but to kick the horse's butt hard. The horse was startled, neighed, and rushed out with Xie An like an arrow from a bow.

"Ow—"

……

Hearing the noise, Suo Wei curiously poked her head out of the carriage.

"My benefactor, will Yuzu be okay?"

"Well, I'll fall down."

"Ah, isn't that dangerous?" Suo Wei looked worried.

"Don't worry, I won't let anything happen to him."

After saying this, he galloped on his horse to chase Xie An.

Born into a family of servants, Xie An's riding skills were limited to a certain level. Faced with the galloping horse, he was at a loss as to what to do, but he was able to temporarily hold on with this posture.

I was led two miles, and gradually my legs became numb. I slid down the horse's belly on both sides, and my buttocks were getting closer and closer to the horse's back. The bumpy impact became more and more obvious...

He made up his mind, gripped the reins tighter with his right hand, reached down with his left hand to protect the middle, and endured the pain silently.

Suddenly, the horse stopped and raised its head. Xie An breathed a sigh of relief and released the force from his hands.

The next moment, the horse raised its front hooves high and stood upright. Xie An lost his grip and slid down the horse's butt.

Feeling something sliding down its butt, the horse stuck its butt out and kicked its hooves backwards.

Seeing that his head was about to come into close contact with the horse's hoof, Xie An was ready to say goodbye to this world.

He closed his eyes and remained silent for a long time.

Zhao Yao had his arm around his waist, and he leaned his body, then exerted force and pulled him onto the horse in front of him.

Xie An was already scared silly, and felt the warm breath behind him. He turned around and saw Zhao Yao, and couldn't help crying.

"Brother Yao, you scared me to death. o(╥﹏╥)o"