To his surprise, the system completely ignored him this time, not even bothering to utter a sound, and simply displayed a line of text on the panel.

"The binding of a character is triggered randomly by the internal program settings and cannot be unbound. If the host does not like it, he/she can directly unbind the system."

"Oh ho? You little brat, you're getting upset just because I said a few words to you?"

Seeing that the system chose to communicate via text, Sun Jian started arguing with the system.

The system remained silent, continuing to type on the panel to communicate with Sun Jian.

"Yes!"

"If the host is dissatisfied, they can unbind themselves from this system!"

Okay, okay, okay!

Am I not afraid of you?

In just two rounds, Sun Jian was completely defeated by his subordinates.

He's only just gained a foothold; who knows how many more open and hidden attacks he'll face in the future? He's still counting on the system to lead him to the pinnacle of the world; how could he possibly unbind himself?

"Alright, alright, I was wrong. I shouldn't have scolded you, okay? I apologize to you."

The system did not respond at all; not even a single word appeared.

Sun Jian panicked for a moment, "Hey! Commander, say something, don't scare me!"

The system still has not responded.

"Holy crap! Could they really have untied them? That's ridiculous!"

Sun Jian's heart started racing.

"Brother Tongzi, Father Tongzi, Grandpa Tongzi!"

Fortunately, after a while, the system finally responded to him.

The system screen displayed six words.

"I accept the apology."

"Bye-Bye!"

Before turning off the screen, the system didn't forget to attach a picture of someone extending the middle finger, showing its contempt for Sun Jian.

Sun Jian was left speechless, both amused and exasperated by this system.

Fortunately, the system did not unbind it, which is a blessing in disguise.

That's enough.

So be it, let's tie her to Princess Chang Le, since Sun Jian doesn't plan to marry a princess anyway.

If she likes me, so be it. I'll just treat her like a points ATM, isn't that enough?

What's there to worry about unnecessarily?

"Husband...husband? You were shouting and calling me father and grandfather. Who were you calling?"

At that moment, Chu Qingcheng and Gu Zijian walked into Sun Jian's study with surprised expressions, looking around.

"Husband, are you...are you alright?"

Chu Qingcheng held a plate of freshly washed grapes in her hand and asked with concern.

Sun Jian, without batting an eye, lied and said, "Oh, it's nothing. I'm going to court tomorrow, so I'm just paying my respects to my ancestors."

"So that they may know this in the afterlife and find solace in the memory of our fallen heroes."

He can lie without batting an eye now; he can just spout off without batting an eye.

After saying this, Sun Jian lay lazily on the couch in the study.

"oh……"

The two women responded and then stopped thinking about it.

"Purple Sword, can you help me with my back? I've been sitting all day, and my back is aching." Sun Jian turned over, facing away from the ceiling.

"good."

Gu Zijian obediently stepped forward and began to massage Sun Jian's shoulders and back.

Enjoying Gu Zijian's massage while eating the grapes Chu Qingcheng brought him, he was having a wonderful time.

"My lord, you have to attend the morning court tomorrow. Is there anything else we need to prepare in advance?"

Chu Qingcheng asked with concern from the side.

"No need to prepare anything. Just have Old Jiang change my carriage. I don't want to experience that feeling of speeding around again."

Sun Jian helplessly shrugged, a chill running down his spine as he recalled the feeling he had that morning.

"By the way, where's Wan'er? I can't find her."

Sun Jian took a bite of the grape that Chu Qingcheng handed him, looked around, but did not see Zhou Wan'er.

"My lord, Wan'er went to help out at the workshop in the backyard. The first batch of fine salt was already taken to the market to sell before you came back. Old Jiang went to sell the salt, and Old Cao went to get the raw materials. That's why Wan'er volunteered to help oversee the production."

"Why is Wan'er, a girl, getting involved in all this? Isn't there Gousheng too?" Sun Jian rolled his eyes helplessly.

"Perhaps, Sister Wan'er, you'd like to try the highly distilled liquor that your husband developed?"

Gu Zijian explained from the side.

"uh-huh?"

Sun Jian was taken aback by her sudden remark.

But he realized it in a moment.

Since the previous batch of coarse salt has already been refined and the next batch of raw materials has not yet arrived, it means that the workshop is currently brewing wine!

Back in Sunjiazhuang, Zhou Wan'er and Gu Zijian were so craving the high-proof distilled liquor after hearing her description, but their trip to the capital was too rushed, so they never got to taste it.

It seems that Wan'er probably wants to taste the wine on the spot when it's served.

"Purple Sword, do you want to go too?"

Sun Jian glanced at Gu Zijian with great interest.

The girl suddenly seemed to have her secret exposed, "I..."

"Alright, I know you're craving it too. You two go help out in the workshop in the backyard. I just need to write a letter to Governor Yao..."

Sun Jian put on his shoes and socks and said to the two women.

"My husband is the best, isn't he!"

"Then, my lord, shall we go?"

"Go ahead, but remember that the alcohol content of this highly distilled spirit is very high, so drink only a little and don't get drunk."

"I understand, my husband."

...

Sun Jian's letter to Governor Yao was not merely a simple greeting; he wanted Governor Yao's help.

Logically speaking, a governor-general of a prefecture should be a high-ranking official in charge of a region, and like the princes who were granted fiefdoms, he should not be allowed to enter the capital without an imperial edict and must remain stationed in the prefecture.

However, Yongzhou was an exception. Yongzhou was located in the heart of the Daqian region, and even the capital city of Chang'an was within its borders. Therefore, Governor Yao was the only regional official who could attend court with all the other officials.

Tomorrow is the day for attending court. Sun Jian is a nobody, with no power or troops, and is merely a minor tutor to the Crown Prince. If it weren't for His Majesty's special permission, he wouldn't even be qualified to attend the morning court.

Bringing down Wei Xian, the Minister of War who holds real power and military authority, is no small matter.

Therefore, it is essential to find people who can help each other.

The worries of Sun Jian and Wei Xian, the Minister of War, were already an intractable knot.

Sun Jian was unwilling to resolve the issue, and Wei Xian was even less willing to do so.

Since one of the two sides was bound to die, Sun Jian understood very well the principle that the first to strike was the best and the second to strike would suffer the consequences.

The reason these past few days have been peaceful and uneventful is because Xiong Juzheng is thoroughly investigating those two matters. Minister of War Wei Xian certainly wouldn't dare to act rashly at this critical juncture, but he probably wouldn't dare to say anything afterward...

Afterwards, Sun Jian couldn't just keep passively taking hits; that wasn't his style.

Sun Jian's letter was very simple: he wanted Governor Yao to meet with him at his residence after court the next day to see if he could find a way to bring down Minister of War Wei Xian from Governor Yao's words.

After writing the letter, neither Lao Jiang nor Lao Cao had returned. Sun Jian casually summoned a reliable villager and asked him to rent a carriage, take the letter and his token, and head to the Governor's Mansion of Yongzhou.

I expect Governor Yao will receive it around 7 PM today.