Since the eldest princess did not marry Wen Zhixuan, she naturally would no longer be resented by Shen Qinghe and suffer such a tragic end.
Jiang Shumiao was happy, and even when she saw Lu Yanhe, she found him much more pleasing to the eye.
Jiang Shuman has married Gu Jinchuan and gone to the Northwest to guard the border together. No matter how unwilling Lu Yanhe was, he could only accept it.
Perhaps, as her mother said, they really weren't meant to be.
The 'flaws' he used to dislike about Jiang Shuman will always remain, and he can't guarantee that he will always be tolerant of them.
Jiang Shuman had given up on him completely the moment he changed his mind, and it was impossible for her to treat him the same way she used to.
Even if a broken mirror can be mended, the cracks will always remain.
It's better to let go gracefully.
He accepted the arranged marriage and will marry Gu Zhiqing this May.
Before that, Jiang Shumiao had already celebrated her third birthday.
She was very excited that day.
"Sister Fuqu, my mental space can now reach the underworld. Would you like to take a look?"
Although Fuqu was envious, she resolutely shook her head.
"No, I'm just a little demon right now. The underworld is full of yin energy, I dare not get involved."
Jiang Shumiao thought about it and agreed.
Fuqu asked, exasperated, "High God, has your divine power recovered considerably? Besides the Underworld, can you see the other realms?"
"Theoretically, it is possible."
Jiang Shumiao answered somewhat hesitantly.
Fuqu asked, puzzled, "What do you mean?"
Jiang Shumiao didn't know how to explain.
After the great war between gods and demons, all three realms were severely weakened and erected numerous protective barriers. She could break through them, but that would be tantamount to provocation. If things went wrong and another war broke out, that would be disastrous.
The Immortal Realm, also known as the Cultivation Realm, is located above the East Sea, where five great immortal mountains stand in a tripod formation.
Immortals are beings cultivated from human form, a necessary path to becoming gods. Their lifespan is long but finite, while their physical bodies are limitless.
This was created by her apprentice.
Therefore, when the gods and demons fought, the celestial realm did not intervene to avoid suspicion.
The underworld is the final destination of all living beings except gods and demons, and she can spy on it without any scruples.
Fortunately, Fuqu didn't press the matter further, but simply asked curiously, "Goddess, are you going to the underworld?"
“Why would I go to the underworld? I originally wanted to take you to broaden your horizons, but your cultivation is still too weak for you to go.” Jiang Shumiao said, “However, you can come to the Imperial Academy with me. The scholarly atmosphere and righteous energy will be beneficial to your cultivation.”
Fuqu nodded hastily.
"Thank you, God."
On the first day of school, Jiang Shumiao dressed up specially—she tied a large peony into the hair ornament on her head.
The peony was almost bigger than her face.
Xiao Yitang suppressed a laugh and personally took his daughter to school—and also gave his youngest son a ride.
As an ancient aristocratic school, the Imperial Academy was very grand, and one could only feel its magnificent presence at a glance.
Jiang Shumiao went to the kindergarten with her mother and ran into the Fifth Princess and the Fifth Prince.
The two children ran over excitedly.
“Vast and insignificant”.
The Crown Prince, who was in charge of escorting his younger siblings, came forward and politely said, "Greetings, Aunt Huyang."
Xiao Yitang smiled and nodded. In the short time it took her to greet the Crown Prince, her daughter was surrounded by a group of little kids.
"Miaomiao, these are red bean buns made by my cook. Here you go."
"I had my maid queue up to buy the roasted pigeon from the south of the city early this morning..."
"Candied hawthorn, made by my wet nurse herself, Miaomiao, you should try it."
...
Xiao Yitang was dumbfounded.
She felt that her daughter wasn't there to study, but to be a teacher.
Since ancient times, when people entered school and became apprentices, they had to present the teacher with six gifts as a form of tuition.
The so-called six gifts are dried meat strips (to express gratitude to the teacher), celery (to be diligent in learning), lotus seeds (to teach with painstaking care), red dates (to pass the imperial examination early), longan (to achieve perfect merit), and red beans (to bring good fortune).
Clearly, the daughter is treated much better than the husband.
Jiang Shumiao, being a little foodie, naturally accepted everything offered and even politely said thank you.
Fuqu was behind, and it was almost impossible to hold her with both hands.
The fifth princess and the fifth prince, who had been excluded, were stunned.
"Miaomiao, I want to see that magic trick you did last time again."
"I want to see the birds dance."
"And that truth-telling charm, I want to give it to my mom when I get home, she hid all my New Year's money..."
Xiao Yitang's lips twitched. Just as she was about to step forward, she heard a cough and a dignified voice rang out.
"What are you all doing here?"
The children all looked up and saw an old man with a gray beard, wearing a light white robe, his clothes neat and simple, and his demeanor elegant.
Xiao Yitang had already recognized his identity.
Emperor Hongde's mentor, Chen Xunzhi, was also the grandfather of Madam Chen, the second wife of the Gu family. He had long since retired from officialdom, but unexpectedly, Emperor Hongde invited him to be a teacher to a bunch of little kids.
"Greetings, Lord Chen."
Chen Xunzhi returned the greeting with a cupped hand.
Xiao Yitang waved to the children, "Come here and greet your teacher."
Jiang Shumiao led the way and ran over, and a group of children said in unison, "Students greet teacher."
Chen Xunzhi easily discerned that Jiang Shumiao was the leader of this group of aristocratic scions, and said, "Let's go into the study first."
Okay.
Jiang Shumiao waved goodbye to her mother, then led a large group of her little followers into the school.
Chen Xunzhi glanced at the class and saw that there were about twenty children.
Some of them looked to be under three years old, their eyes filled with innocent naiveté.
I don't know how we managed to get this class together.
"First, perform the apprenticeship ceremony."
Jiang Shumiao was the most active, "I know, we have to kowtow to the master. Everyone stand up and become his disciples."
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