The origins of the Flower Festival were something that Qin Muye had also studied. It was merely a commemorative festival, and for the ordinary people at the bottom, it was not of much relevance. Those truly concerned were the rich young masters and mistresses who would come out to play that day.
Then there was no more to it. It was just a local niche event. If not for the heavy promotion by the Yi King's Mansion this time, it might not have drawn any attention at all.
Qin Muye naturally didn't take it to heart either. An excuse, no matter who it was, even if there wasn't a Flower Festival, there would be some other messy festival or just find another excuse.
"Tsk, it seems that the grandson of the Yi King has realized his predicament and is now planning to escape?" Qin Muye noticed Gong Kang, who had been held under house arrest, plotting his escape with people from the Heavenly Punishment Association. If he didn't leave now, he'd really end up following in Gong Kang's footsteps.
