Enter the palace to meet the emperor?
Jiang Yushu was stunned, caught off guard, and completely stunned.
The imperial guards, responsible for delivering the message, approached with their horses and announced again, "The emperor has ordered the governor of Xuanning Prefecture to appear before the emperor immediately!"
"Mom?" Guo Xiaoyan, wrapped in a cloak and wearing a veil on her head, nervously tugged at her mother's sleeve.
Jiang Yushu regained her composure and quickly asked, "Go to the palace immediately?"
"Yes, Lord Jiang, please."
Jiang Yushu nodded. She didn't need to change into her official uniform as she was in mourning. "Okay, I'll go to the palace right away."
Guo Huilan and the others were at a loss, whispering to each other, "Yushu, what...?"
"Going to the palace to see the emperor, will it be possible, will it be possible——"
"Should we send someone to call Hong Lei back?"
"Mom, what should I do?" Guo Xiaoyan snuggled up to her mother.
"No need to send a message. Just wait until Honglei comes back and tell him." Jiang Yushu cheered up and told her daughter, "I'll go to the palace. You can either go with your aunt and uncle to the Huguo Temple to ask for a peace amulet, or stay home and read books and practice calligraphy."
The little girl looked up at her mother and said, "My daughter wants to stay home and wait for you to come back."
"Whatever you say!" Jiang Yushu patted her daughter's head and apologized to her sisters-in-law and elder and younger sisters-in-law: "I'm sorry, I can't go with you. Let's burn incense together another day."
Ji Yingru and others hurriedly said: "It's okay, business is more important, sister-in-law, please go to the palace quickly and be careful."
Jiang Yushu nodded and boarded her own carriage. The driver whipped the horse and followed the imperial guards, heading straight for the palace.
An hour later
It was high in the sky, the autumn sun was shining brightly, and the heavily guarded imperial palace was right before our eyes.
"Whoa!"
The imperial guards dismounted, and the driver reined in the horses, turning around to announce, "Madam, we've arrived at the palace."
Jiang Yushu got off the car, stood still, and took a quick look: outside the palace wall, the open space was wide and flat, with teams of imperial guards patrolling back and forth with knives in hand. Looking up, she could vaguely see lush green trees and yellow tiles on the palace roofs.
This was her first time to enter the palace to meet the emperor.
The imperial guards politely said, "Master Jiang, please."
Jiang Yushu smiled and nodded, speaking and walking carefully, following the other party into the palace gate and walking deeper into the palace, passing by many tall and majestic palaces, red-painted pillars that were two arms thick, steps, railings, and stone carvings carved from white marble... The buildings were magnificent with carved beams and painted buildings, and the royal style was solemn and dignified.
Under the autumn sun, the guides changed again and again. It was not until she was so hot that sweat broke out on her temples that she finally arrived outside a palace. A feminine-looking eunuch greeted her with a smile and a shrill voice, "Sir, please wait a moment." He went inside to report, and returned after a while, bowed and raised his hand to lead the female official into the palace.
This is the imperial study.
Looking around, you can see bright yellow and golden yellow everywhere, mixed with vermilion. The magnificent and bright colors make people dizzy.
She walked around the ink-and-wash landscape screen and quickly scanned the area:
Several imperial guards and eunuchs stood quietly. Emperor Yongqing, wearing a royal blue round-necked dress with a gold dragon pattern, was sitting behind a desk reading a book. There were several piles of memorials on the desk, and the pen holder and pen stand were filled with various kinds of brushes.
The emperor took action and set up a chair for the prince to sit on.
Next to the prince stood two unfamiliar middle-aged officials.
Jiang Yushu bowed her head, took a deep breath, knelt down and kowtowed politely, saying respectfully, "Your Majesty, your humble servant is here to see you."
The court had employed female officials for many years, and memorials had been sent back and forth, but this was the first time he had summoned her. Emperor Yongqing put down his book and was quite surprised to hear a woman address herself as "your humble servant." He narrowed his eyes and spoke sternly, "Stand tall."
"Thank you, Your Majesty." Jiang Yushu stood up and saluted the prince and the strange official, then lowered her eyes to avoid the sin of disrespect by looking directly at the emperor.
"Jiang Mian," Emperor Yongqing picked up the book again, slowly flipping through it, and asked slowly, "Do you know why I summoned you?"
How could one guess this? Even if one guessed correctly, one would not dare to answer rashly. Jiang Yushu was puzzled and nervous. She shook her head and replied, "I am stupid and ignorant. Your Majesty, please explain clearly."
The prince sat upright, only a few feet away from her, his expression normal. He glanced at the beautiful woman in plain clothes and then looked away.
There were two "tapping" sounds, and Emperor Yongqing dusted the book with his fingers. Frowning, he asked, "Let's not talk about how well this agricultural book is written. It's not even finished yet, but it's already been published. What was the author thinking?"
Agricultural book?
Jiang Yushu was interested in this and suddenly became curious. She subconsciously raised her eyes and took a closer look:
The book in the emperor's hand had the words "Northwest Agriculture and Sericulture Collection" printed on its cover!
"Huh——" She was startled and surprised.
A table, covered with a bright yellow cloth embellished with delicate embroidery, sat atop several steps. Emperor Yongqing, his hair graying with the weight of his ever-busy affairs, gazed down at the tall, pretty court lady and pointed his index finger at the cover. "Jiang Mian, this. Did you write this?"
Jiang Yushu was confused and replied cautiously, "In my spare time, I did write a book called 'A Collection of Northwest Agricultural and Sericultural Studies', but it's not yet finished and hasn't been officially published. I'm sorry to have to excuse my poor work."
"Agricultural books are different from other works. The beauty of the words and sentences is not important; the emphasis is on practicality. Therefore, you can't tell whether it is clumsy or not just by looking at it." Emperor Yongqing closed the book and handed it to the eunuch. The eunuch understood, bent down, took it with both hands, and handed it to the female official.
Jiang Yushu took it hesitantly, flipped through it puzzledly, and gradually frowned. Noticing a gaze from the side, she turned her head and looked at the prince.
As the crown prince, Zhao Minyu was always calm and composed. He asked gently, "Did you write this?"
Jiang Yushu had to admit, "Yes. However, as Your Majesty said, the book is not yet complete. This is a rough draft from about a year ago, and it is still being added to and revised."
"Then why was it printed and put up for sale in bookstores?" Zhao Minyu looked very similar to Emperor Yongqing, with a square face, thick eyebrows, high cheekbones, and nasolabial folds before he was thirty. He wore gorgeous clothes and had a natural aristocratic air.
She flipped through the pages, pondering, and reluctantly replied, "I guess booksellers collected the pamphlets the government distributed to the villagers and secretly printed and sold them to make a profit."
Emperor Yongqing looked at the female official with a dignified demeanor. "I heard that you compile agricultural and sericulture booklets and distribute them to the people every year?"
Jiang Yushu tensed, fearing she might accidentally offend the emperor. She nodded and explained, "Every year, new discoveries and insights are made in farming, from tilling the soil, forming ridges, sowing seeds, to harvesting and storing crops. To help refugees quickly master the cultivation techniques of their staple crops, I believe it would be a good idea for the government to regularly distribute new manuals when encouraging agricultural and sericulture training, and have literate people in each town and village teach the villagers."
"Someone who's well-versed in literature?" Emperor Yongqing narrowed his eyes. "Border towns have always been known for their tough character, valuing martial arts over literature. I'm afraid there aren't many scholars here."
"Your Majesty is wise."
"Then doesn't it mean that not many people can understand your works?"
"In recent years, wealthy villages in Ningzhou have successively established village schools. Less affluent villages often combine to run a single school." After all, she had served in officialdom for many years. Standing before the emperor, she offered a series of flattering words with a serious expression. "Under normal circumstances, there will be more and more people proficient in literature. My humble work is not worth mentioning. I hope that the people in the border areas will be enlightened by your wise teachings, and work diligently to cultivate their land, in return for your majesty's long-standing concern for the people of the northwest."
"Hmm." Emperor Yongqing smiled with satisfaction and asked, "I summoned you back to the capital. How are the affairs of Ningzhou and the newly received refugees being settled?"
Jiang Yushu listened intently, not daring to lose focus. "Before I leave, I will instruct the assistant official to take charge of everything temporarily and await the court's orders."
Emperor Yongqing looked thoughtful, picked up another book, and sighed, "The court has always instructed local governments not to refuse refugees, but officials often find ways to shirk their responsibilities, viewing them as a burden and refusing to accept them. But you were honest, opening the city gates and accepting batch after batch. The population has rapidly increased, approaching 300,000. I have no choice but to reconsider, and finally decided to upgrade the county to a prefecture."
"It is the imperial court's order to settle the refugees. I should do my best to follow your instructions and urge the refugees to reclaim wasteland and cultivate crops, store grain and grass to support the border troops."
What emperor doesn't like a diligent, capable, and honest minister? Emperor Yongqing smiled with satisfaction again, "If it weren't for this, I wouldn't have given you 'Mian' as your courtesy name."
The emperor brought it up, and I, the minister, could not help but express my gratitude. "It is a great honor to have Your Majesty grant me a courtesy name. I thank you for your grace!"
"Stand up."
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
Emperor Yongqing leisurely flipped the page, then shook his head, dusted the cover, and said slowly, "Agricultural books focus on practicality, while travelogues focus on literary talent. Your political skills are good, but your literary talent is really average."
Travelogue? Jiang Yushu held her breath, raised her eyes, and looked intently:
The emperor was holding another book in his hand, with the words "Journey to the Northwest" printed on the cover.
——Gan Chao’s literary talent emphasizes beautiful words and well-balanced poetry and lyrics; the more refined and elegant the better.
But more than ten years ago, when she had just arrived, she wrote something to relieve her boredom during her exile. Her choice of words and sentences were arbitrary, half-classical and half-vernacular, and it was really not worthy of being published in a refined manner.
Oh my god… She couldn't help but raise her right hand to cover her face, then immediately put it down, feeling extremely embarrassed. "Your Majesty is absolutely right. To be honest, my father has already severely criticized me."
"Oh?" Zhao Minyu asked curiously, "How did Mr. Jiang criticize you?"
Jiang Yushu cleared her throat. "Ahem, 'The writing is not rigorous, the words are not elegant, it's extremely crude, and it's laughable,' 'You're really not afraid of losing face,' 'Stop making fun of people,' and so on."
"Hahaha~" Emperor Yongqing was very pleased, and the prince and others couldn't help laughing.
For a moment, the imperial study was filled with happy laughter.
After a while, Emperor Yongqing looked at the embarrassed female official and said with a smile, "Although it lacks literary talent, it is not as bad as Mr. Jiang criticized. It is still interesting."
"Thank you, Your Majesty... for your comfort. I know I am not very knowledgeable and talented, so I will read more in my free time to avoid making a fool of myself again."
When meeting the emperor for the first time, Jiang Yushu never dared to relax and responded carefully throughout the whole process.
In a blink of an eye, it was afternoon.
Guo Honglei brought his son and nephew to visit his mentor. After having lunch at Lu's house, he drank tea and talked about academic matters with Lu Zhidong. After helping the old man to sleep and take a nap, he took the children home.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he arrived at the gate, the doorman couldn't wait to report: "General, the lady has gone to the palace to see the emperor!"
"What?" Guo Honglei was stunned.
The three juniors were also surprised, "Huh?"
"When did you leave? Haven't you come back yet?"
The servant shook his head. "He hasn't returned yet. Shortly after you left this morning, just as the Madam and the others were about to take a carriage to the Huguo Temple, someone from the palace arrived with the order, 'Enter the palace immediately.'"
Guo Honglei asked in a deep voice, "Why didn't you report it in time?"
"Madam said no."
Guo Honglei looked at the sky and couldn't help but worry, fearing that his wife would be rude in front of the emperor and be punished. He didn't even bother to go into the mansion to have a cup of tea, but immediately turned around and went out to find out the news.
As a result, it was almost evening when Jiang Yushu finally walked out of the palace gate. Several imperial guards surrounded her and led the way, holding several gift boxes for her.
Most of the imperial guards were shrewd men, and few of them didn't recognize the late Marquis Jingyang's son, the renowned General Xuanwei. They spotted him and immediately informed him, "Madam, please look! It's General Guo! He must be here to pick you up."
Jiang Yushu looked at the shade of trees in the distance and was immediately delighted. She smiled and took a few quick steps. Considering the presence of outsiders, she slowed down, put away her smile, and walked steadily towards her husband.
"General Guo!"
"Your humble servant greets the general." The imperial guards were enthusiastic and saluted respectfully with fists clasped.
"Thank you all for giving my wife a ride."
"It's my duty, and I should do it! But I don't deserve your thanks."
Guo Honglei responded with a few words, then glanced at his wife when he had the chance. He saw that her face was calm, with no expression of joy or anger.
The imperial guards were very attentive and helped put the gift box into the car. They talked to the young and promising general from the northwest for a long time before saying goodbye and returning to their duties.
He asked in a low voice: "How is it? Is nothing wrong?"
"Don't worry, nothing happened." In the setting sun, Jiang Yushu brushed her hair sideways and stepped on the carriage bench to get into the carriage.
With the coachman and servants nearby and the carriage near the palace wall, Guo Honglei didn't feel comfortable asking any further questions. He mounted his horse and said, "We'll talk about it when we get home. Go!"
The autumn wind blew, and the door curtains fluttered. Jiang Yushu leaned back in her chair, pounding her aching lower back with her backhand, and said to herself firmly: Wait a moment, a little while later, he will definitely -
Sure enough, after getting away from the palace, Guo Honglei reined in his horse and got into the carriage.
He was tall, and as he bent down and hurried in, he accidentally knocked over a gift box.
"Be careful! Did you hit your foot?"
"fine."
Guo Honglei picked up the box and weighed it. "What reward did the palace give you? It's very heavy."
"The Four Treasures of the Study and the Four Books and Five Classics. These were given by the Emperor, so I can read more when I have time." She patted her side, "Come, sit down!"
Guo Honglei sat down and frowned in confusion, "Read more when you have time?"
"Hmm. Alas, I am ashamed. I did not come from a formal family of imperial examinations, and I have never worked hard to study the sages' books. My knowledge is far inferior to those of you who started learning at the age of five and studied for ten years. I am ashamed of myself."
"Madam, why do you have to be so self-deprecating? Your knowledge is quite good." Guo Honglei asked with concern, "You frown and sigh, could it be that... you have been reprimanded by His Majesty?"
"Not really."
"Then why did you stay in the palace for most of the day? Your family was very worried and thought you had made a mistake and were detained."
Jiang Yushu briefly explained, "Actually, the Emperor summoned me to the palace to report on my work. He asked questions, and then the Ministry of Personnel followed up. At noon, the Emperor gave me lunch. I could have left after eating, but the Empress suddenly sent for me. The Empress happened to be hosting a flower viewing banquet, and I was in mourning, so I politely declined, but I couldn't refuse. Fortunately, she only asked a few questions and gave me some gifts before allowing me to leave."
"I see." He asked worriedly, "Did anyone give you any trouble?"
"No. People of high status tend to value decorum. Unless something goes wrong, even if they are unhappy or dissatisfied, they will behave in a polite and proper manner."
"That's good." Guo Honglei breathed a sigh of relief and then asked, "You've been reporting on your work for quite some time. Has the court approved Ding's mourning?"
Jiang Yushu suddenly had an idea and asked seriously, "Guess?"
Guo Honglei was silent for a moment, then whispered, "If you're asked to observe mourning according to the rules, that's perfectly reasonable. It's fine. You stay in the capital and take care of the children. I'll return to Yongzhou in a few days."
Jiang Yushu noticed the man's disappointment and instantly regretted it. A quick smile flashed across her face. "Haha, you guessed wrong! Actually, the emperor has issued a decree to take my affection away. He ordered me to diligently finish writing 'A Collection of Essentials of Northwest Agriculture and Sericulture'. He also said that I've enacted too many novel policies in Ningzhou, and they can't find anyone to fill the vacancy right now, so they have no choice but to send me back to continue serving as the prefect."
"this……?"
Guo Honglei suddenly felt cheerful and raised his eyebrows, "Really?"
"Absolutely true!"
"Then why did you ask me to guess? Did you want me to misunderstand?"
Their eyes met, and she touched her nose guiltily, "No. I just, just answered casually."
"You have."
"I don't."
"Hmph." Guo Honglei fell silent. He folded his arms, leaned back in his chair, and closed his eyes to rest. The resentment that had been pent up in recent times was swept away, and he was secretly happy.
Jiang Yushu came closer and asked, "Are you angry?"
Guo Honglei remained silent.
"Thank you for coming all the way to pick me up."
"Just on the way."
"What road? Your mentor's home isn't even near here!" She dug out a kettle from the low cabinet and asked flatteringly, "Are you thirsty? Want some water?"
"Hmm."
"Have you been waiting outside the palace for so long? You must have worked hard. Are you tired?"
General Xuanwei was frugal with words, "Not tired."
"When I presented my position to the emperor, I was a little scared. I stood there for a long time, being very careful with my words and actions. I didn't dare to relax. My back and waist ached. Sigh."
General Xuanwei opened his eyes, looked fierce, and patted his legs.
"Thank you!" Jiang Yushu smiled and skillfully lay on his legs, enjoying Bian Jun's unique technique of loosening his muscles and bones.
As she pressed the button, she fell asleep unknowingly.
As dusk fell, the car was dark and she was picked up, and woke up with a start.
"Wake up, we're home." Guo Honglei urged loudly, "We'll leave in three days. We can't delay any longer. My luggage is packed, what about yours? Hurry and pack!"
Upon learning that the imperial court had issued an order to deprive his wife of her love, General Xuanwei's resentment was swept away and he gave it all to his eldest son.
Nighttime: Guo Mansion Backyard
"W-what?" Guo Ye opened his eyes wide, unable to accept it. "Dad and Mom took my brothers and sisters back to Yongzhou, and I, I stayed in the capital alone?"
Jiang Yushu was busy running around, directing the maid to pack the luggage. "Don't worry, your uncle and aunt will take care of you on weekdays. In addition, mother has asked many relatives and friends to look after you."
"But I also want to—"
Guo Honglei, hands behind his back, interrupted sternly, "You are already fifteen years old and have the honor of studying at the Imperial College. You must study diligently and make no mistakes!"
"……yes."
Guo Ye was in awe of his father and moved behind his mother. "Mom, can my brother stay?"
"Jiong'er is too young to be accepted by the Imperial College, and his character is still unsettled. Alas, your grandmother is gone, so mother must discipline him personally for a few years."
"The child is not that old." Guo Ye muttered gloomily, "We talked a few times before, and you clearly said that you would probably stay in the capital for the New Year, but suddenly you want to go back to Yongzhou."
"'Very likely' is just a possibility. Now there's definite evidence. The imperial court has issued an order, and I cannot disobey."
Guo Honglei heard this from the doorway and said with a straight face, "Although you're underage, you're not young either. You should get married in two years. As the eldest son, if you always stay with your parents, carefree, I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to develop courage and determination."
The boy lowered his head and said, "Father taught me right, I will remember it."
"Come on, follow me to find your third and fourth uncles to discuss something."
Guo Ye did not dare to disobey his father at all and followed him obediently, but turned his head and looked at his mother eagerly.
"Son, don't be sad. Your parents will come back to see you when they have the chance. When the Imperial College is on vacation, you can also follow your fourth uncle's caravan back to the frontier to play!"
The order to seize the love came suddenly, and Jiang Yushu was busy packing her luggage without stopping for a moment.
While I was busy, my elder sister-in-law Guo Huilan came.
"Yushu, have you packed your luggage?"
"Not yet." Jiang Yushu came out from the inner room and wiped her sweat with a handkerchief. "Sister, sit down."
Guo Huilan sat down and said, "My second brother said we'll be leaving in three days, right?"
"Yes. The court stipulates that military officers are entitled to three months of bereavement leave. He must hurry back to the barracks."
The maid quickly made tea and served it to Jiang Yushu. She drank half a cup to quench her thirst. When she found that the other party seemed to be hesitant to speak, she quietly sent the maid away, drank the tea and waited for the other party to speak.
Wang was a strong-willed woman. When she was the Marquis's wife, she had the final say in the backyard, which made her daughter weak and indecisive. Guo Huilan twisted her handkerchief, her face flushing before she could say anything. "I heard that Ye'er is going to study at the Imperial College soon, right?"
Jiang Yushu nodded. "The Imperial College is the best academy in Dagan. If there is a chance for me to attend, I must send my child there."
"Yer is extremely talented, and has much of the charm of my second brother when he was young. Given time, I believe he will be able to win the first prize and bring honor to the Guo family."
Jiang Yushu laughed, "What? Big sister, you're exaggerating. Ye'er is just a little boy who has only read a few books. He's still a long way from winning the first prize."
"You take the two little ones back to Yongzhou, then what about Ye'er?"
"He's studying at home. His uncle and aunt will take care of their nephew."
After talking about this and that for a long time, Guo Huilan mustered up the courage and tentatively asked vaguely, "Ye'er is fifteen years old now. I heard that he is still unmarried. I don't know, I don't know..." She stammered, "My little daughters Yuanyuan and Linlin are also unmarried. I don't know - alas." She suddenly sighed, hurriedly covered her face with a handkerchief, and was too embarrassed to continue.
Jiang Yushu pinched her brows with a headache, pondered for a moment, and said calmly: "I understand what you mean, elder sister. Yuanyuan and Linlin are both good, but Honglei has already made up his mind about Ye'er's marriage."
"ah?"
Guo Huilan put down her handkerchief in a daze and whispered softly, "My mother just passed away, and I've been too embarrassed to ask, but your brother-in-law has been asking me a few times, and I think he's thinking about his daughter, so I'm being shameless and asking you quietly. I wonder which girl your second brother has taken a fancy to?"
The daughter of Prince An, the young princess. He and Guo Honglei had known each other since childhood and had a close friendship. He admired Guo Honglei's eldest son and had privately mentioned several times that he wanted to become Guo Ye's father-in-law.
Jiang Yushu remained calm and apologetically replied, "I'm sorry, but I'm in mourning, so it's not appropriate to discuss marriage right now, as it would affect the reputation of both parties. But I swear, this is true, and it's not a polite refusal."
"So, Xiao Jiong...?"
"Jiong'er is only twelve years old, she's not of the right age." Feng Han turned against her ruthlessly and flattered Jiang Yushu, who firmly disagreed with becoming his relative.
"I'm sorry, I'm confused."
"nothing."
Guo Huilan was embarrassed and disappointed. Born as a daughter of a noble family, she was dignified and gentle. She couldn't bring herself to ask, so she forced a smile and said, "I won't mention this matter again."
Jiang Yushu said sincerely, "I wish my niece to marry her ideal husband soon."
Three Days Later, Early Morning
He arrived in the capital at the end of August and returned to the frontier in October.
The luggage was stuffed into the carriage one by one. Jiang Yushu reluctantly said, "Mom is leaving soon. You must study hard at home and listen to your uncle and aunt. You can write to your parents to tell them anything. Remember?"
Guo Ye forced a smile and said, "Don't worry, mother. I'll remember it."
Guo Honglei patted his eldest son's shoulder vigorously and said, "You are taller than your mother, but you are so dejected. Cheer up!"
The young man followed his words and held his head high, "Don't worry, father. I will definitely study hard!"
"Very good, that's right."
Guo Hongzhe and the others said in unison: "Second brother, second sister-in-law, be careful on your journey."
"When you get to Yongzhou, please take good care of yourself."
"Don't worry, brother and sister-in-law, we will take good care of our nephew."
…
"It's getting late, we have to set off."
"Go back." Jiang Yushu waved goodbye to her eldest son and family, and rode in the same carriage with her daughter. Guo Jiong wanted to ride a horse, but was told to ride after leaving the city, so he had to get on the carriage.
Guo Honglei shook the reins and took the lead in spurring his horse, "Gee!"
In the morning light, the group gradually walked away, passed through the bustling downtown, exited the city gate, left the capital again, and headed north to Yongzhou.
When we reached the official road outside the city, the road was wide and flat, and the horses ran briskly.
Guo Honglei rode his horse closer to the carriage window. Jiang Yushu heard the noise and lifted the curtain. "What's going on?"
"Nothing much." He was dressed in plain clothes, with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, and he looked very imposing. He said with feeling, "After we leave, I don't know how many years it will take for us to come back."
"Three to five years? Ten to eight years?"
"Are you afraid?"
"What are you afraid of?" Jiang Yushu said calmly, "You are the one who should be afraid."
Guo Honglei turned his head and said, "Strange, if you're not afraid, what should I be afraid of?"
"When you become an old man and your strength is too weak to ride three thousand miles on horseback, you will have to ride with me in a carriage."
Guo Honglei smiled and raised his head proudly, "That's not necessarily true!"
Jiang Yushu smiled and said, "Okay, let's wait and see whether you ride a horse or a car!"
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