Da Tang Si Zi: My Six Super Rich Little Nuggets!

Chapter 78 Sizi Returns to the Stables at the Beginning of Winter

Xiao Si suddenly woke up in the middle of the night, her heart skipped a beat!

She suddenly realized that her presence here didn't seem to be of much help to her brother, Zhinu.

Then he nudged his brother Zian next to him and said, "We can't just sit around doing nothing, talking all day without doing anything, and become history critics who only know how to pick and choose, right? Even if you can talk about history like a pro, it's all for nothing if you don't try it yourself!"

Zi'an understood immediately and thought to himself, "Hey, that's exactly what I wanted to say! I've wanted to go to Xunzhou for a long time! But right now, the only one I can rely on is this little girl."

Si Zi said, "Okay, Zi An, I'll be happy to oblige!! Let's see tomorrow morning. If my plan works, you can travel to Xunzhou and become Li Shangyin! If not, then we'll go back to Qiu Rongmu's village together. Don't forget, the three of us promised to have a big hot pot feast to celebrate!"

So the two of them fell asleep, preparing to travel through time...

Snowflakes fell like goose feathers, turning the world into a vast expanse of white, making people stomp their feet in the cold.

That day, Ninth Master took Qiu Rongmu on a house call to treat the leg injury of Lord Zhang's big black horse.

The two chatted a lot along the way, and their topics kept getting more and more off-topic.

Ninth Master squinted, a half-smile on his face, and asked Qiu Rongmu, "You look quite impressive, kid. I heard you've studied how to treat horse diseases?"

Qiu Rongmu nodded, his face full of pride: "That's right! Behind my family's back, I secretly used the money I had saved for the imperial examinations to find a master. He's a master, he's even treated the army's horses, and he can handle any kind of difficult disease." His face radiated the confidence that "I am a successor of a master."

Ninth Master, however, wasn't buying it. He raised an eyebrow slightly and asked, "And you, have you ever personally treated a horse's illness?"

Qiu Rongmu paused for a moment, hesitated slightly, and replied in a low voice, "...This is the first time I've tried it."

Upon hearing this, Ninth Master nearly choked, glaring at him and asking, "So you're only treating horses in your 'ideal' form?" His eyes clearly held a strong sense of doubt, as if to say, "Are you even capable, kid?"

Qiu Rongmu quickly explained, "Oh, Ninth Master, isn't this our first 'real-world' experience? We've got all these theories, it's all just preparation for practice, right? Let's give it a try first, shall we?"

Qiu Rongmu, dressed in neat Tang Dynasty attire, frowned slightly. When she took off her cloak, she was shivered by the cold wind, the chill penetrating to her very bones.

Just then, Ninth Master suddenly tossed him a toolbox, saying, "I'll get you the cloak; you're here for treatment today."

Qiu Rongmu was taken aback by what Ninth Master said. After all, he was always the assistant. But knowing that Ninth Master was testing him, he waved his hand and blurted out, "Okay, Ninth Master, it's just a horse. There's no need to be so particular. I can handle it."

But no sooner had he finished speaking than he heard the big black horse let out a loud neigh, mixed with some pain, as if in response, which made him quickly stop his boastful words.

Qiu Rongmu rolled up his sleeves and stepped forward: "I need to see these hooves for myself." It was clear that he was a little flustered.

Meanwhile, Ninth Master, with a smile playing on his lips, followed Qiu Rongmu, who was trying to appear calm.

Sure enough, Qiu Rongmu hadn't walked far when he turned back to look at Ninth Master. He noticed that both Ninth Master and Lord Zhang's steward were staring at him, clearly understanding that he was afraid of getting his riding boots dirty, but both of them remained expressionless.

The gate was stuck in a mud puddle. Qiu Rongmu frowned and lifted it with force. The gate opened, but the mud puddle was unforgiving. His exquisite milky white riding boots were immediately stained chocolate color.

Ninth Master, standing to the side with his arms crossed, chuckled and said, "Your riding boots aren't suitable for this place, are they?"

"It fits perfectly. Xiao Si added waterproofing, but it's a shame about the color." These boots were personally picked out by Xiao Si for Qiu Rongmu when they went to the market before Xiao Si went on a business trip to visit Li Zhi. It really makes Qiu Rongmu feel sorry for him.

Qiu Rongmu glanced at Ninth Master, steeled her resolve, and like a warrior fighting with her back to the wall, resolutely stomped her riding boots into the mud puddle, saying, "It's just mud!"

Before he could finish speaking, he had just taken his first step when he slipped and almost fell into the mud.

Fortunately, Ninth Master reacted quickly and pulled him back, stopping his "comical performance"!

The groom, who was leading the horse with a serious expression, trembled slightly upon seeing this scene, clearly trying to suppress his laughter.

The coachman glanced at Qiu Rongmu's mud-splattered riding boots and thought to himself, "The newcomer is indeed a novice. I wonder if he can heal my Big Black."

Qiu Rongmu said, "Judging from the way the big black horse took two steps, there should be a problem with its right foreleg."

He glanced back at Ninth Master outside the fence. Ninth Master toned down his arrogance and said, "Hmm, that makes sense."

Just then, Xiao Sizi peeked out from the carriage. Her sleepy eyes were instantly cleared by the cold wind, and she couldn't help but cover her mouth and giggle.

Si Zi looked around and found that Brother Zi An was not there. Si Zi thought to herself: Could it be that Brother Zi An has successfully transmigrated? And transformed into Li Shangyin?

Or should he return to Ninth Master's private school and continue teaching those students?

Without much hesitation, Sizi lightly jumped off the carriage and went to find Ninth Master and Brother Mu with great joy. They were busy treating Master Zhang's big black horse.

She slipped over to Ninth Master's side and whispered, "Brother Mu's riding boots are absolutely terrible."

Ninth Master quickly wrapped Xiao Si in Qiu Rongmu's warm cloak.

Mu walked up to the big black horse. As soon as the horse saw him, it began to neigh, and even the coachman had trouble holding it back.

Seeing that the big black horse was firmly led, Qiu Rongmu took a deep breath and continued walking towards it.

The big black horse was very stubborn, as if it had figured out that Qiu Rongmu was a "beginner". It moved its four hooves restlessly and exhaled hot breath from its nostrils, carrying a hint of disdain.

Qiu Rongmu composed herself, calmed herself down, gently patted the horse's neck, and whispered soothingly, "Big Black, don't be naughty."

To his surprise, the horse had an even bigger temper than him. Suddenly, it tossed its head and snorted a mouthful of rotten grass directly onto his neck, causing Qiu Rongmu's expression to change and him to freeze in place.

Ninth Master laughed out loud this time. Little Si said, "Brother Mu, it seems you still need to improve your communication skills with horses."

I thought to myself, "Brother Mu usually seems so composed, I never expected that even managing a horse could be such a big deal!"

Qiu Rongmu was overjoyed to find that Xiao Si had returned. "Si, you're awake? Don't catch a cold. We'll have hot pot tonight."

He forced a bitter smile and looked up at Ninth Master: "This... this horse has quite a personality."

After the groom finally calmed Dahei down, Qiu Rongmu began to carefully observe the horse's right foreleg. He touched it lightly with his fingers, his brows furrowed, and he muttered to himself, "Hmm, it looks like a ligament strain or a worn meniscus."

He instinctively turned around to discuss things with Ninth Master outside the fence, but when he turned back, he found that Ninth Master was already playing with Little Si and building a snowman!

Ninth Master even turned around, raised his eyebrows, and nodded, indicating that he should "play it by himself" and handle it on his own.

Qiu Rongmu knew she couldn't escape the exam today, so she had no choice but to grit her teeth and continue.

Little Sizi was having a great time playing with Ninth Master in the thick snow. She casually made a snowball and threw it on Brother Mu's back, shouting to him, "Brother Mu, have fun! I'm rooting for you!"

In the winter, the air in the stable was filled with the fresh scent of snowflakes and earth, and even Ninth Master's laughter sounded crisper.