The news of Annan's rebellion spread instantly throughout the capital.

  This matter is far more heinous than Qin Wei's poisoning and worse than Gu Jin's gossip. No one mentions them again. In tea houses and wine shops, high-ranking officials and aristocratic families, all conversations have shifted to the rebellion in Annan.

  This caused panic.

  Anyone with a bit of insight knows that when something like this happens, it's time for war.

  Although Annan is far from the capital, the war has made the people who live and work in peace feel anxious. Some businessmen even started hoarding grain, which added fuel to the panic.

  On Gu's side, Song Tian'er had an inexplicable feeling of oppression in her heart.

  She wasn't worried about her uncle, but was marveling at the wonder of fate. It seemed as if heaven had saved him, and also that heaven had deliberately taken Wei Ge's life, causing her uncle to fall ill.

  Will they also encounter unavoidable disasters in the future?

  Pregnancy made her emotions easily disordered.

  Gu Jinzhi and Gu Yanwen stayed with her all day, comforting her, before she finally let the matter drop.

  In the Gong Mansion, the second mistress also heard about it and stomped her feet: "If Eldest Uncle hadn't fallen ill back then..."

  If Grandpa hadn't fallen ill in the first place, this was what everyone in the Gu family had been thinking.

  The second lady thought that if the eldest uncle had not fallen ill and gone to Annan, he would have died there. The marquis title and lady title conferred by the palace on Liu Niang would have belonged to the second branch of the family.

  Thinking so, the second lady stamped her foot in anger, resenting that Eldest Brother had not gone long ago and was blocking their Second House's future.

  The two old men have been through a lot outside and have seen some things.

  If the eldest uncle hadn't fallen ill and died outside, the emperor would never have valued Gu's family again. Even if Sixth Sister became Empress De, she could still be demoted to the Cold Palace, what use is that?

  He didn't care about titles and honors anymore.

  Grand Duke Gu Yanwai was overjoyed and excitedly told Grand Lady, "......Summer First Assistant lost his beloved apprentice. In a fit of rage, he fell ill. He's old, I estimate that within this year, he'll retire, which is what the previous Emperor hinted to me. Now that he's fallen ill again, it's even more likely. In the Imperial Cabinet, aside from Wei Feng, the other two are on my side. Once Summer First Assistant retires, the position of First Assistant will naturally be mine!"

  Then couldn't help it, burst out laughing.

  He didn't think at first that he was ill. It turned out to be a sign from heaven, indicating his bright future ahead.

  He went into the inner room and dismissed all the maidservants. He almost lost his composure, dancing with joy.

  The lady, however, looked rather downcast.

  At the time of the great event in the morning, she was not as thorough as Gu Yanwu, but the common saying goes "Good fortune is hidden in disaster, and disaster lurks in good fortune". At that time, Gu Yanwu was ill, and almost got harmed by Qin Wei. He also missed the opportunity to make a name for himself on a mission to Annan, and his whole family considered it a narrow escape from calamity.

  As a result, it became the meritorious minister of this disaster.

  If it weren't for his illness last time, he would have died in Annan country by now.

  The old master was extremely excited and turned back to find that the big lady's face was not quite right. He asked her: "What's wrong?"

  The madam sighed deeply and said, "If you hadn't fallen ill last time, Wei Gong lao would have taken your place to Annan country. Now... in the future when you take over as the first assistant from Xia Shou Fu, who knows if it's not a disaster waiting to happen? My heart is filled with worries."

  The old master was not very happy, his face slightly fell: "You used to be so decisive and straightforward, now you're also nagging! Heaven just calculated that the position of Prime Minister was left for me. Let Wei Feng die in Annan country, let me take over as Prime Minister without bloodshed. It's clearly a sign of heaven's favor. But you come up with such unlucky things."

  The lady did not dare say more.

  The old master loves power extremely and does not allow others to speak depressing words.

  "How could I have such insight as Master Hou?" The madam smiled with pursed lips, "Master Hou is absolutely right."

  The title was newly conferred, and the madam was unaccustomed to it, only allowing the servants in the house to change their address. In front of the servants, she called him Lord Hou sentence by sentence.

  When facing Guo Yanwang, he would occasionally joke and say a few words.

  Gu Yanwu, however, was delighted and burst out laughing.

  Overjoyed, he also remembered Gu Jin's words: "……At the beginning, only she told me that there might be trouble in the south. I got sick to avoid trouble and would benefit from it, and asked me to find Zǐwēi Zhēnrén to calculate a divination. That child, skilled in medicine, also understands physiognomy?"

  In her heart, she had some affection for Gu Jinzhi.

  And Tai Fu treated Gu Jin as her benefactor.

  She knew best that if it weren't for Gu Jingzhi, no one in the Gu household, except for Old Master Gu, would have noticed Qin Wei's small movements.

  It so happened that the old master was absent at that time.

  It was Gu Jin who saved the lives of everyone in the Dai family.

  "Will you two be a match made in heaven? Only a few can understand each other like this. Isn't she your lucky charm?" The madam asked with a smile.

  "It's really good news!" Gu Yan Tao burst out laughing again, "In a few more days it will be Mid-Autumn Festival, and I heard that is also her birthday. Prepare a thick gift for her, and thank her heavily."

  Madam Ba could not help but repeatedly nod in agreement.

  Gu Yanwu was delighted at home, but when he returned to court, his face was gloomy like the other ministers.

  The young emperor had no experience of war and was at a loss what to do.

  He did not know which of the high-ranking military officers in the court was worthy of the heavy responsibility.

  Yuanping Marquis Jiang Liang was the Minister of War, and most of the commanders in the court were his disciples.

  The emperor then entrusted the matter of recommending good generals to Yuan Pinghou.

  There is some panic in Beijing.

  Most people know that Annan is far away from the capital and it's impossible to reach there.

  The atmosphere is really depressing.

  The Mid-Autumn Festival is also Gu Jingzhou's birthday.

  Song Pan'er got up early in the morning and personally made longevity noodles for Gu Jinzhi.

  How can she still have the energy to knead dough?

  After kneading for a while, I taught it to Zhu's mother, and she understood as soon as she got the idea.

  Then, Song Pan'er personally cut the noodles that Zhu Ma had rolled out and put them in a pot. She added seasonings herself and made a portion of longevity noodles for Gu Jinzhi and everyone else.

  Gu Yanzhun ate half a bowl and gave Gu Jinzhi a small jewelry box, saying he was going out, as he had an appointment with Hu Zeyu today.

  Song Pan'er also had someone send an extra bowl to the old man.

  Then packed lunch boxes and sent them to the big house.

  Only after they finished their busy work did the mothers sit down to eat.

  "This year, we've encountered some troubles and our family is being watched by everyone, so it's not suitable to hold a grand celebration. I heard that yesterday was also the birthday of the ancestors of the Zhang and Hou families, but they cancelled all the planned plays and banquets, and only had a simple meal with their family members. Since the Hous did it before us, we should follow suit." Song Pan'er ordered someone to bring up the noodles, but she was afraid that Gu Jingzhi would feel embarrassed, so she carefully explained to her that this year is different from previous years, it's really a time of national crisis, and they need to be low-key.

  Then she said, "This is something mother made herself."

  Gu Jinzhi and Huan Geer, Xiu Geer, Zhu Zhongjun ate noodles, repeatedly praising them as delicious.

  Not only did I fail to celebrate my birthday, but also missed Mid-Autumn Festival.

  Those merchants in the city who are good at socializing have also closed their doors, no longer buying colored lanterns or making rabbit gods. Everywhere is solemn and quiet.

  "If next year is a peaceful and prosperous year, Mother will throw you an extremely good birthday party." Song Pan'er promised.

  Gu Jinzhi eats noodles, sweating profusely, repeatedly saying it's good.

  Noodles cooked in chicken soup, added with mushrooms, winter bamboo shoots, and dried shrimp to enhance the flavor. The entrance is fresh and fragrant, Gu Jin and Zhu Zhongjun and others are the same, eating with their mouths unwilling to leave the bowl, letting their mother nag beside them.

  Zhu Zhongjun ate three bowls in a row and asked for more.

  "Turn back and don't eat, you'll be shouting in pain again."

  Zhu Zhongjun hadn't eaten such delicious noodles for a long time. He pretended to be silly and naturally ate without restraint.

  "Brother Wei also had three bowls." He pointed to Gu Wei, "Just now, didn't Haitang sister serve him again?"

  Song Pan'er and Gu Jinzhi were both slightly surprised, their eyes falling on Huan Ge'er.

  One was busy explaining the simplicity of Gu Jing's birthday party, and the other was busy eating noodles, so no one noticed Huan Ge.

  Wang Ge glared at Zhu Zhongjun and buried his head in the table. He didn't dare to exchange a glance with his mother or sister.

  Xu Ge was eating deliciously on the side, he was having his third bowl. He was afraid that Song Duan'er and Gu Jingzhi would not give him any more to eat. He quickly made an effort to swallow a few mouthfuls.

  For a moment, it made quite a loud noise.

  Everyone is watching him.

  The house is a bit quiet.

  Song Pan'er couldn't help it and burst out laughing loudly.

  The atmosphere is just right.

  Haitang just happened to replace Wang'er and brought in the noodles. Wang'er was hesitant, looking at the noodles with a mixture of desire and uncertainty.

  Song Pan'er couldn't help but laugh again.

  She laughed so hard her belly hurt.

  "Does he not know how to count and neither do you?" Song Dang'er laughed and scolded Hai Tang, "You've already served him his fourth bowl!"

  Haitang was taken aback and said: "I don't have any. I'm serving Master Ninth for the first time."

  Then Mu Qing said beside him: "I also poured a glass for Ninth Master once."

  Peony also gave him a toast.

  It turned out that he had a different maid serve him each time.

  If it weren't for Zhu Zhongjun counting at his side, no one would know how many bowls he had eaten.

  Song Pan'er first knew that Huange had such a clever and smart side, and he immediately hugged him in his arms: "Following your Seventh Sister to study, there's nothing else, but you've actually learned your cleverness!"

  Weng's face turned slightly red.

  "This is definitely not what I taught him." Gu Jinzhi also chuckled on the side, "Must have learned it from following Wang Ye around."

  She pointed at Zhu Zhongjun.

  Zhu Zhongjun innocently looked at them.

  His innocent expression was very simple and made Song Xiang and others laugh again.

  Several people ate their fill.

  Everyone was making a fuss, but in the end, Song Mama was fair: "The noodles made by the lady are delicious, and it's not their fault that they want to eat more secretly. After a while, they will be shouting that they are uncomfortable."

  Then she called out to the little maid, "Go and boil some hawthorn pear water, and later give it to the young masters and misses to digest."

  The maid has gone in a hurry.

  Song Paner smiled and also ate a bowl of noodles.

  Afterwards, she always felt a bit uncomfortable.

  Let's count the days, at least there is still half a month before the deadline.

  I must have laughed too much.

  Song's mother and Haitang supported her back to the inner room to sleep.

  Zhu Zhongjun took the opportunity to whisper to Gu Jin: "Your family members, surprisingly no one despises me for being a fool. You've been reborn into a good family this time."

  He said Song Pan'er and Gu Yanwen are not worldly, they are genuine people.

  Does Gu Jin know nothing about it?

  Song Pan'er liked Zhu Zhongjun's silly appearance, not because he was a prince, but because of his innocent and naive nature.

  In the afternoon, eight sedan chairs of gifts were carried over from the Da Fu side to celebrate Gu Jin's birthday.

  Song Pan'er was startled and thought of going personally to welcome him.

  The stomach pain got worse and worse.

  Song's mother hurriedly helped Haitang support her onto the bed: "Is...is she going into labor?"

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