[True and False Heiresses + Mind Reading + Gossiping + No Romance + Slacker Life]
Yue Fuguang died hastily while saving someone.
Then, for the same reason, she was bound by a merit syst...
Besides, the scholar-officials all knew that these rules and regulations were created by people, that is, by their predecessors to restrict 'people'. It wasn't that they couldn't be changed, but that they didn't want to or were unwilling to change them.
Nowadays, anyone who can save the country is considered a good law and a useful person. They are in the same boat as Dayan. If Dayan sinks, they will fall into the water and not live long either.
As the system recounted the tragic chaos of the world, with its cannibalism, child-exchange, war, and banditry, the once lively banquet atmosphere grew increasingly somber.
Of course, this slump only applies to those who can hear the voices of others; those who cannot are happily enjoying the new-style cuisine at Yufu.
It's supposedly a stir-fry dish, and it smells so good, especially the braised pork, which is said to be made with cheap pork.
As these people ate, they noticed that the people around them would sometimes laugh for no reason, and other times look disgusted.
Now she's actually starting to cry silently. Is she crying because the food on the table is so delicious?
The atmosphere around us was also off; it gave us the feeling that the sky was about to fall.
The somber atmosphere only began to improve when the last course of fruit was brought in.
"sweet!"
"So sweet!"
"tasty!"
As Yue Fuguang listened to the occasional praise around her, even the people at the table, including Emperor Mingxi and His Highness the Crown Prince, nodded in approval as they ate.
The way they seemed to be enjoying themselves wasn't much better than anyone else's.
"These people are enjoying such a small amount of food. If they knew there were many more, sweeter fruits they hadn't eaten, wouldn't they be unable to sleep?"
"That's right. As far as we know, there are at least a thousand kinds, and grapes alone have dozens of varieties. If the owner didn't dislike overly sweet grapes, I wouldn't have chosen these sweet and sour ones."
Goodness, the person eating the grapes suddenly felt that in addition to the sweetness of the grapes, there was also their own sourness in their mouth!
Are there grapes sweeter than these? The Immortal Lord may not like them, but we do!
As they ate the fruit, everyone muttered to themselves, "We should be content to eat such a divine fruit in our lifetime... What tastes sweeter than that? Can it be as sweet as honey?"
"Put it down, this fruit is mine!" A chubby little boy of seven or eight years old pulled another child next to him while reaching out his chubby little hand to try and pick at the other child's mouth.
"Spit it out right now, young master! This is my fruit, you're not allowed to eat it!"
Another boy, also around seven or eight years old but thinner, didn't say anything either. He just pursed his lips, his cheeks bulging, and kept chewing rapidly what was in his mouth.
Their noise immediately attracted everyone's attention.
When everyone realized that it was two children fighting over food, they felt it was inappropriate, but considering that the two boys were both at the age where they were being mischievous, they were too lenient and did not scold them too much.
They just need to wait for their respective elders to take the children home before they can be disciplined.
Unexpectedly, the chubby boy ignored the stares from those around him and, convinced that someone had eaten his food, continued to make a scene.
"These are all my family's things. You, an outsider, are not worthy to eat my family's food. Spit it out right now!"
At this point, Yue Fuguang felt it was time for him to make his appearance, so he deliberately asked the system, "Little Pearl, whose kid is that? He's so ill-mannered."
How did my fruit end up belonging to them?
[Master, that chubby boy is actually related to you by blood.]
"Relatives? Only he is my relative. No one else is my relative!"
Yue Fuguang spoke with great arrogance, while casually glancing at the tables of Yu's relatives.
Their expressions were quite interesting. Since hearing Yue Fuguang's thoughts at the start of the banquet, their initial fear turned to joy in no time at all.
After seeing the expressions on His Majesty's and the high-ranking officials' faces, they gradually digested the 'story' of the immortals descending to earth to undergo tribulations that their grand-nephew had told them.
She also clearly understood why the eldest son's family insisted on adding her to the family tree as soon as possible. If they didn't add her to their family tree quickly, were they really going to wait until the New Year?
They couldn't help but admire the eldest son's composure. If it were their own little immortal, he wouldn't have waited overnight and would have added the name in the dark.
After following the gossip for two rounds, I never expected my own child to pull such a stunt at the end of the banquet.
Especially Yu Qi from the sixth branch of the family, these are his grandson and great-grandson, the two boys have really made a fool of themselves.
Upon hearing Xiao Xianjun's words, Yu Qi, who considered himself the most senior and highest-ranking member of the Yu family, turned as black as the bottom of a pot. Although he was furious, he could only suppress his anger because Yu Qingyu and the other uncles and elders from the other branches of the family were with him.
Thinking that even though he was an elder, he had no chance of winning against the other party, Yu Qi could only sulk in silence.
He waved his hand impatiently, telling his eldest grandson, Yu Zhangping, to bring over his son, so that he wouldn't embarrass himself any further!
Yu Zhangping didn't hear the inner voice and didn't know why her grandfather was so angry. It was just a child's squabble, and the other child was her cousin's child.
Why get so angry?
In the past, I could just pick up two little ones, one in each hand, and walk away.
【Master, do you see that young man carrying the children? He's your uncle by seniority. One of the children he's carrying is your cousin from a different branch of the family, and the other is your cousin from another branch.】
"I have a feeling this kid needs some discipline."
[This guy is more than just badly misbehaving; he's a complete troublemaker. In a few years, when he turns twelve, he'll be a heartbreaker.]
Of the 62 girls aged 10 to 20 who were harmed by him in the future, only 11 survived his torment.
Those who survived spent the rest of their lives doing only one thing: killing him.
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