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A Pipe Burst
A Magical Serg in His Imperial Majesty's Court

It is the seventh day of the seventh moon, and His Imperial Majesty the Emperor of the Great Song Dynasty, Son of Heaven, Lord of Ten Thousand Years, Ruler of the Central Kingdom for 23 years is leading the rites with care. A festival centering women's weaving was a bit more fraught, right now, with Wei Wuxian's cultivators producing cloth by the square bu, which made it all the more important that it be celebrated properly. Wei Wuxian's innovations were moderately popular, though most parents were not yet willing to spend money on his educational methods. The children in the harem all benefitted from cultivation, now, of course: it would take a longer time to see the impact, but the emperor had every faith that it would ultimately spread, and that his grandson would inherit an empire with a military that could crush that of any other, and perhaps even withstand the cultivator clans.

The priest finished speaking and the emperor walked forward, alongside the wife he had chosen to accompany him. All was in accordance in heaven and earth when suddenly, as if across the magpie-bridge, he spotted...something.

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a pipe burst
A Magical Serg in His Imperial Majesty's Court

It is the seventh day of the seventh moon, and His Imperial Majesty the Emperor of the Great Song Dynasty, Son of Heaven, Lord of Ten Thousand Years, Ruler of the Central Kingdom for 23 years is leading the rites with care. A festival centering women's weaving was a bit more fraught, right now, with Wei Wuxian's cultivators producing cloth by the square bu, which made it all the more important that it be celebrated properly. Wei Wuxian's innovations were moderately popular, though most parents were not yet willing to spend money on his educational methods. The children in the harem all benefitted from cultivation, now, of course: it would take a longer time to see the impact, but the emperor had every faith that it would ultimately spread, and that his grandson would inherit an empire with a military that could crush that of any other, and perhaps even withstand the cultivator clans.

The priest finished speaking and the emperor walked forward, alongside the wife he had chosen to accompany him. All was in accordance in heaven and earth when suddenly, as if across the magpie-bridge, he spotted...something.