The sisters-in-law's praises for He Zhiran in their hearts were soon shattered by her words.
"Mother, sisters-in-law, the shop owner of the fabric store gave me these fabric scraps for free. I thought it would be good to bring them back to patch up some clothes, so I didn't refuse."
"Sister-in-law, aren't these fabric scraps for making shoes?" The second sister-in-law yelled out loudly.
"Shoes?" He Zhiran was completely confused. How could shoes be made from such small fabric scraps?
It was not surprising that she did not know, as the original owner hated women's chores and did not let the servants around her do them either. As a result, she knew nothing about the materials used to make shoes.
He Zhiran, a soul from thousands of years in the future, wore shoes that were either uniformly distributed in the army or bought by herself outside. How could she understand these things?
The second sister-in-law circled around He Zhiran as if she had discovered a new continent.
"Sister-in-law, don't tell me you have never even seen shoes being made?"
He Zhiran spread her hands helplessly and casually found an excuse.
"When I was at home, I would hold medical books and study medical skills all day, so I didn't have time to look at these things."
Thinking of the sister-in-law's extraordinary medical skills, the sisters-in-law deeply believed in her excuse.
It was not surprising that the sister-in-law did not know women's red works, as she must not have spared much effort to learn such good medical skills.
After days of displacement, the sisters-in-law had gradually accepted this kind of life.
Carrying a full bag of fabric scraps off the carriage, they planned to add soles to the shoes after dinner.
The food was left on the carriage. He Zhiran left enough roast chicken and duck for her family to eat, and the rest was divided between the officials and the Xie and Fang families.
The Xie and Fang family members naturally thanked them profusely, and took the initiative to offer silver.
Seeing their eager looks to give her money, He Zhiran wanted to say:
Go ahead and eat! Don't worry, this is all paid for by the dog emperor.
However, she only dared to think this to herself and did not dare to say it out loud.
After some polite refusals, He Zhiran forcibly sent away the people trying to push silver at her, and finally had some peace and quiet.
Although the sisters-in-law liked the taste of the dishes cooked by the sister-in-law, thinking of her hard work today, they urged her to rest in the tent and took some meat and vegetables from the carriage on their own initiative to make dinner.
Returning to the tent, Mo Jiuye was seen holding a blade of grass in his mouth, sitting there not knowing what he was thinking.
She simply sat down next to him, with the section in the unofficial history describing Mo Jiuye’s background going through her mind.
At the same time, she was also thinking about how to subtly let Mo Jiuye know about what she understood.
Seeing the silent He Zhiran, Mo Jiuye took the initiative to speak.
"You've had a hard time today. If you're uncomfortable, I can give you a massage."
He Zhiran quite approved of Mo Jiuye's massage skills. Upon hearing him take the initiative to offer her a massage, she felt a reflexive soreness in her back.
"I really am a little uncomfortable."
Without another word, Mo Jiuye went behind her and started massaging from her shoulders.
He Zhiran looked around and saw that her family was busy and no one was paying attention here, so she spoke up, "I met a person you wouldn't expect today in Pingyuan County."
"Who?" Mo Jiuye's tone was still somewhat cold as usual. He Zhiran was already used to it.
"Nan Qi!"
"Nan Qi?" Mo Jiuye was clearly somewhat incredulous. "What is he doing here?"
This was also a question in He Zhiran's mind.
Fortunately, this section was recorded in the unofficial history.
She was thinking about how to tell Mo Jiuye in a way that wouldn't arouse his suspicions.
After racking her brains, He Zhiran was still defeated by herself in the end.
She couldn't think of a reasonable excuse no matter how hard she tried, but she still felt it necessary to inform Mo Jiuye about such a big matter.
Since she wanted to tell Mo Jiuye about this, He Zhiran decided to go all out and first try out the waters by mentioning this matter.
"What if I said I know the purpose of Nan Qi coming to Pingyuan County? Would you find it very strange, or even suspect that I might be a spy sent by Nan Qi?"
Mo Jiuye answered without even thinking: "If you were Nan Qi's person, I would have died long ago. Why would he still go through so much trouble to send someone to assassinate me?"
"Aren't you curious why I would know these things?"
Mo Jiuye did not hide his true thoughts on this.
"I am indeed very curious. You said before that everyone has their own secrets. I'll say it again, as long as you don't do anything detrimental to the Mohists, I won't take the initiative to probe into your secrets."
This was the second time He Zhiran had heard him say this.
Moreover, he really meant what he said and never asked anything he shouldn't.
After testing the waters, He Zhiran slowly spoke, "A few years ago, a master helped Nan Qi divine that a noble person would appear in Pingyuan County this August."
Mo Jiuye felt it was somewhat absurd to look for a noble person based on a master's divination, but it was not surprising for this to happen to Nan Qi.
No one knew when Nan Qi started to increasingly believe in these divination techniques, to the point that at one time he went everywhere looking for divination masters to tell his fortune.
Therefore, he did not doubt at all what He Zhiran said.
Although he could not ask He Zhiran how she knew these things, Mo Jiuye felt that he could ask some other questions.
"Do you think he can find that so-called noble person?"
He Zhiran did not intend to conceal this question either.
"If I hadn't shown up in Pingyuan County today, I'm afraid he would have already met that noble person."
"What do you mean by that?" Mo Jiuye was a little confused. He could not figure out for the life of him what this matter had to do with He Zhiran.
"That noble person of his is called Fei Nanyu. He passed the county exam at the age of 12 and is an extremely talented person ..."
He Zhiran selectively told some of Fei Nanyu's experiences, as well as how he got to know Nan Qi and helped him ascend the throne.
Of course, she chose to reserve Fei Nanyu's overthrow of the dynasty for now.
After all, such things were too incredulous. She was worried that Mo Jiuye would not believe it on one hand, and on the other hand, she did not want him to know too much about these things too soon.
After all, her arrival had already changed many things, and bigger changes might happen in the future.
With so much incredible information flooding Mo Jiuye's brain all at once, he fell into contemplation.
The name Fei Nanyu sounded vaguely familiar to him, as if he had heard it somewhere before but couldn't recall where for the moment.
Seeing that Mo Jiuye did not respond for a long time, He Zhiran thought he did not believe what she said.
Glancing at him, Mo Jiuye was frowning in thought.
"What's wrong? Do you find my words illogical somewhere?"
Mo Jiuye shook his head. "I was thinking, who is Fei Nanyu? His name sounds familiar for some reason."
He Zhiran did not hurry him, only quietly enjoying Mo Jiuye's massage service.
After thinking for a long time, Mo Jiuye said, "I remember now."
He Zhiran asked, "Where did you hear about this person?"
