Chapter 260 Not Human
Lin Anyuan woke up with a start, sweat beading on his forehead.
He dreamt of the night he and his mother fled the village.
It was very, very dark.
He hadn't had this dream in a long time since he had his own family. His mother told him that she was doing well and that he shouldn't worry.
The night outside was pitch black. Lin Anyuan got up and poured himself a glass of cold tea, feeling a void in his heart.
Zheng Qingshan, who was outside the door, was about to turn around and leave when he saw the light inside the tent come on.
He spoke in a low voice, "General Lin, someone has arrived."
"who?"
"It's Lord Chu." Zheng Qingshan didn't know why Chu Xiujie had caught up with him at this hour.
I thought General Lin had gone to bed, but the lights were still on.
"Brought in."
Soon Chu Xiujie arrived carrying an oversized package. "General Lin, did you miss me?"
Lin Anyuan didn't even lift his eyelids. "Stop saying such disgusting things. What are you doing here?"
"I rode here on horseback all night, I'm exhausted." Chu Xiujie put the package on the ground.
It wasn't that he didn't want to put it on the table, it's just that the table was too small to fit it.
He picked up the teapot and poured himself some tea, exclaiming, "Why is it iced?!"
"General Lin, are you so angry at night that you can't sleep? Why are you drinking herbal tea here?"
Lin Anyuan glanced at him and said, "Get to the point."
Chu Xiujie took a sip and found it unpleasant to drink; it wasn't as good as Ye Wan's. He slowly said, "Your wife asked me to bring you some things. If you don't welcome me, I'll leave now, and I'll take everything with me."
He had no idea what good stuff was inside. If he hadn't had principles, he would have secretly opened it on the way.
There must be something delicious.
Lin Anyuan looked at Chu Xiujie and asked, "What benefits did they promise you?"
"What?" Chu Xiujie asked seriously.
"What kind of talk is that? What benefit could there be? We're colleagues, after all. You're being too formal. Do you think I won't send you anything if there's no benefit?"
Chu Xiujie had a look on his face that said, "You've really chilled my heart."
He pouted under Lin Anyuan's disdainful gaze, "Fine, it's just a grilled fish meal."
Lin Anyuan stared at him.
I don't believe it.
Chu Xiujie readily admitted, "And roast suckling pig. I even promised when I came back that I'd have roast whole lamb when I get back, haha, aren't you envious? You won't get to eat it."
Chu Xiujie stroked his chin, feeling quite pleased with himself.
The food these past few days has been so good that he's gained weight. He does very little work for Ye Wan, and the food and drinks he eats and drinks are the finest delicacies.
Lin Anyuan took the package. "Since you're here, don't leave. I need a spy."
The smile doesn't disappear, it just moves on.
Chu Xiujie protested, "Damn it, I was seriously injured and almost died. The master told me to rest. Can't you be a little more humane?"
"I'm not human." Lin Anyuan opened the package, which contained a letter.
Chu Xiujie clutched his chest. "You finally admit it? You're not human!"
"I am God."
Chu Xiujie: ...
That face of his is just asking for a beating.
I might have been able to beat them before, but I really can't now.
Chu Xiujie thought about the information he had received and asked cheekily, "What do you think Emperor Honghui's reaction was this time when we went south?"
"Just a grasshopper in autumn." Lin Anyuan didn't react.
Chu Xiujie tactfully changed the subject, "By the way, what's in your bag? It's so heavy. It's been getting heavier and heavier the whole way here."
Hui Gu didn't know what kind of miraculous medicine she used, but his wound, which had been sparse and beautiful for a month, healed so quickly. The wound was a little itchy, but new flesh had grown out and it never cracked again.
Could it be medicine inside?
"What is this thing?" Chu Xiujie asked curiously as he touched a large green sphere.
"Watermelon." Lin Anyuan was already reading the letter.
The letter explained how to eat watermelon and also gave some other instructions.
This time, Chu Xiujie brought two watermelons, a set of soft armor, and some medicine.
"Watermelon, why not call it winter melon?" Chu Xiujie touched it again; it was quite smooth.
"Are you stupid? We already have winter melon." Lin Anyuan gave Chu Xiujie a disdainful look.
"Is it delicious?" Chu Xiujie asked curiously.
He couldn't help but click his tongue, "It's really good to have a wife. Even if you don't eat well or dress warmly, someone will still care about you. Unlike me, a bachelor, I have no one to care about me when I go out."
Where are your parents?
"He died long ago."
Lin Anyuan burned the letter and looked at Chu Xiujie, "So shouldn't you leave now?"
Chu Xiujie: ...
He went through all that trouble to deliver it, shouldn't we let him taste what watermelon is like?
Chu Xiujie stubbornly stayed.
Then I felt like I'd wasted the last twenty-odd years of my life! There's actually something this delicious!
...
...
A house in Jiangnan.
A middle-aged woman suddenly sat up in bed in the middle of the night.
"What's wrong with Madam?" asked Lord Wen, who was standing nearby.
Jiang said, "I've been feeling uneasy lately. Do you think that little bastard has been caught?"
"He's a traitor, which means his entire family will be implicated and killed! Master, what should we do then?"
Lord Wen couldn't sleep either, so he simply sat up. "What nonsense are you thinking? Didn't we already break off all ties with him a long time ago? My surname is Wen, and his surname is Chu, which belongs to that dead man. Even if we catch him, it has nothing to do with us."
Jiang felt uncomfortable. "Then you really overestimate him. If he were having a hard time, he would push everyone else down with him. Otherwise, he wouldn't have run away back then."
Jiang felt a headache whenever she thought of this unfilial son.
After giving birth to her child after ten months of pregnancy, she temporarily gave the child to her mother-in-law to raise in order to consolidate her position.
Later, when she brought this rebellious son back, he was never affectionate towards her and was annoying to look at. He seemed to have the shadow of the Chu family.
Not only did he disobey the teachings, but this rebellious son actually did something so treasonous: he joined King Jing in rebellion.
However, it is a crime punishable by the extermination of nine generations of one's family.
He may die, but please don't let him implicate his whole family.
“A thief is a thief, he will never become the rightful heir. Don’t worry, I’m going out for a bit.”
Lord Wen got up and changed his clothes.
Jiang asked, puzzled, "It's this late, why aren't you sleeping? What are you doing running around like this?"
"I'll start my journey now so I can see the Emperor early tomorrow morning. We've come all the way from the capital to Jiangnan. We have no roots here and can't compare to the powerful families in Jiangnan. We need to make sure the Emperor remembers us often, otherwise we won't even know when we'll become useless."
Lord Wen arrived at the palace gate just as dawn broke, but unexpectedly, someone was there even earlier than him.
"Good morning, young master of the An family."
Looking at the elegant and distinguished An Yan ahead, Lord Wen greeted him with a smile.
An Yan's attitude was indifferent. "Lord Wen."
Lord Wen approached and said, "Young Master An, I heard a rumor somewhere that you have a son who is now a rebel. Are you here so early in the morning to apologize?"
Although he also had a rebellious son, they had severed ties. Besides, wasn't there this elegant and charming head of the An family?
This man was known for his loving relationship with his wife, yet he still managed to have an illegitimate child. It just goes to show that you can't judge a book by its cover.
An Yan's expression turned cold. "I heard that Lord Wen's eldest son has been given a high position for his role in the case of the traitor."
Lord Wen gave a forced smile, "Patriarch An is mistaken. My eldest son died long ago. This is a fabricated story, by Patriarch An..."
"What's wrong with me?" An Yan frowned.
Lord Wen smiled and said, "Patriarch An knows the answer himself."
"Hmph! Nonsense!"
An Yan flung his sleeves and entered through the palace gate.
Lord Wen couldn't get in; he had to wait for the guards to announce his arrival.
Watching An Yan depart into the distance, he couldn't help but curse inwardly. What's with all the swagger? He's just a hypocrite with a sanctimonious air. Does he really think he's some kind of local emperor? Wait until the rebels come and we'll see who dies faster.
Soon the messenger arrived, saying, "His Majesty is ill and it is not suitable for him to meet with officials today."
Why did they see An Yan but not him?
Lord Wen was feeling uneasy.
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