Chapter 9 Keep pretending!

Nie Yao dresses well.

The emperor was so pleased that he rewarded him with a gold brick.

It was a gold brick, not a gold bar. It was a very large piece, and felt very heavy in the hand.

"Your Majesty." Nie Yao put the gold bricks into his pocket. No one knew what trick he used to hide the money, but he could put dozens of kilograms of bricks in without pulling his clothes at all.

"I am willing to go through fire and water for Your Majesty, no matter what."

His eyes were full of determination for money.

Upon hearing this, the new emperor stopped and looked back.

"Nie Qing likes gold and silver?"

This is nature.

Most people in the world should like this thing.

Nie Yao nodded.

The new emperor asked again, "For money, Nie Qing would risk his life?"

Nie Yao was puzzled. When did he say such a thing?

He thought he valued his life enough to not give it up for money.

Money, at best, can only squeeze out dignity and come in second place. For a person—at least for him, the most important thing is life.

Nie Yao: "Your Majesty, money cannot buy my life."

So don't dream of taking shortcuts. If you have a dream, use your brain and means to bring it down.

"Nie Qing said it very well."

Unexpectedly, the new emperor was very satisfied with Nie Yao's answer.

With a wave of her delicate hand, she rewarded him with a box of gold bars.

Nie Yao was stunned for a moment, and even when he sat down at the dinner table, he was still thinking: Is he about to find a rich man, and then live a happy life of luxury and wealth with someone giving him a large sum of money every day?

Of course, there is no free lunch in the world.

The new emperor must have something to ask of him.

Mostly it is for military power.

Then his plan would fail.

Force is truth.

Truth is something that should only be held in one's own hands. Anyone who dares to hand it over is a fool who is willing to die.

What a pity.

If the new emperor takes a liking to him, then maybe they can negotiate the price.

"benefactor!"

The cream cake that Xiaodouzi mentioned earlier came up, and with it came the chef who made it.

Xiaomaizi knelt on the ground according to etiquette, holding the fruit cream cake in both hands.

He said excitedly: "This is the cream cake I have been researching for ten years. Please try it and see if it tastes like what you said!"

It looks quite similar.

It is also decorated with fruits.

Nie Yao was stunned for a moment, then picked up the spoon and took a bite under Xiaomaizi's expectant eyes.

"How is it, benefactor? Does it taste like your hometown?"

"Well... yes." Nie Yao nodded and praised the cake made by Xiao Maizi for being delicious.

Xiaomaizi realized his dream of many years and was very satisfied.

He didn't take all the credit.

He laughed and said, "Thanks to you, my benefactor, for saving my brother and me. You have given us enough food and clothing, and we can study and learn calligraphy. We will never forget your kindness!"

"For so many years, we have always wanted to do something for you, benefactor. However, I am not as smart as my brother, and I only have some talent in cooking. I have studied all the dishes you mentioned, benefactor, and I am waiting for you to come back and taste them!"

"Of course, His Majesty also wants you to taste the flavors of your hometown! Over the years, no matter what ingredients I needed to try, His Majesty would find ways to get them! His Majesty has always missed you, my benefactor, why don't you..." write a letter.

Xiaomaizi was talking very quickly with his lips smacking.

He is usually very talkative.

He would have said more if His Majesty the Emperor had not interrupted him.

Xiaodouzi, who arranged for him to come, did not expect that his younger brother would be so talkative at such a time.

Seeing that His Majesty was unhappy, he immediately knelt down and apologized.

"Your Majesty, please forgive me. Xiaomaizi was having a hysterical attack and that's why he said all these nonsense..."

"Okay, you can go down too."

"yes."

Xiao Maizi realized that he had caused trouble, so he quickly covered his mouth, bowed deeply and walked out of the hall.

Everyone else left.

The temple became very quiet.

Nie Yao buried his head in his food, and like a starving ghost, he cleaned up the rice noodle rolls, egg-filled pancakes, and steamed dumplings in front of him.

Fortunately, dining etiquette was ingrained into his bones in his previous life, otherwise this scene would probably have disappointed thousands of girls and boys in Moshi County.

His Majesty the Emperor sneered upon seeing this.

Liang Liang asked, "Is Lord Nie's family so poor that he can't even afford to eat?"

It was only then that Nie Yao looked up, as if he had just come out of the state of seriously eating.

Wipe your mouth politely.

He shamelessly admitted, "My family is indeed in financial difficulty. If Your Majesty is kind enough to reward me with some food expenses, it wouldn't be a bad idea."

"OK."

The new emperor waved his hand and gave out four boxes of gold again.

Nie Yao covered the fake heart on his right side, which represented imagination and illusion, and felt that he was almost blinded by the golden light.

"Your Majesty, you are in need of a wife... No, you are in need of a brother. In fact, I can be your half-brother and relieve you of the worry of having too much money to spend."

Nie Yao saw the new emperor's money-making ability, and his imaginary fake heart began to beat wildly.

It's heart-beating~

I want to be a rich man’s younger brother.

Having money means no worries, and no matter what happens, my brother will be there to support me.

This was the first time that His Majesty the Emperor saw sincerity in his eyes.

I was filled with anger for a moment.

“Bang!!”

The new emperor slapped him in the face.

The unsuspecting Nie Yao was stunned.

do what?

If you don't want to spend money on him, then forget it, but why hit him? It doesn't hurt, but it hurts your self-esteem!

He is a martial arts master after all. How can he survive in the killer world in the future if he was slapped so easily?

Nie Yao covered his face and took two steps back cautiously.

"Your Majesty, I just had a hysterical attack and was talking nonsense. Don't take it seriously... What are you doing?"

Nie Yao was almost slapped again.

Everyone was shocked.

He pinched the new emperor's wrist and glared at him, threatening him: "Du Suilan, if you hit him again, don't blame me for being rude!"

But the tone was a little heavier.

The delicate and weak little boy was so scared that his eyes turned red.

"Sudden hysteria?" The new emperor, Du Suilan, laughed in anger. "Why didn't the young general wait until his stomach burst before he stopped pretending he didn't hear Xiao Maizi's words?"

"Du Suilan? Major General, you'd better wait until you're in your coffin before admitting that you know me!"

"You abandoned me for twelve years, and as soon as we met, you treated me as an enemy... Ha... Hahahaha... Why didn't the young general just be ruthless and kill me last night to put an end to this trouble!"

Nie Yao felt a little flustered by his questioning.

This time it was the left side that was panicking.

His subordinates became weak and the hand that was holding down the new emperor's wrist loosened its grip.

The new emperor's anger had been accumulating for more than ten years, and now he vented it wantonly at every opportunity.

Scratching and scratching.

After a while, Nie Yao's face and neck were broken.

"His Majesty."

Nie Yao closed his eyes and waited for him for a few minutes. When he felt that it was about time, he grabbed the new emperor's hands to stop his actions.

By the way, changing the subject, "The morning court is over."

"Your Majesty is attending court for the first time since ascending the throne. I'm afraid it would have a bad impact if I don't attend."

Even if it's just a formality, Your Majesty should still attend.

Du Suilan understood what he said.

She opened her arms and let him straighten her clothes.

"My dear Lord Nie." Du Suilan had another box of gold bars brought to Nie Yao. "I think you were right. Working should be at least from nine to five."

"You go and solve it."

"I want to postpone the morning court session to nine o'clock."