Chapter 4 Qin Shi Huang: Knowing Cold and Warmth
"oh."
Sister Ning said calmly, "It's not unusual for someone to die these days, but it's unusual for you to die."
"Can't you speak properly?" Yao Zhuang looked at his wife helplessly.
Sister Ning was a bit fiery: "I'm telling the truth. These days, good people can be gone in an instant, even those royal relatives and nobles. Yesterday, they searched everywhere, and this morning I heard from the eunuch who went out to buy groceries at the market that a very important person had gone missing, a member of the royal family, and even His Majesty was alarmed."
Guan Zhiwei lifted her eyelids slightly.
Seeing her interest, Sister Ning considerately asked, "Do you know what royalty is?"
Guan Zhiwei honestly shook her head: "I don't understand."
Sister Ning said, "Royal relatives are the emperor's relatives."
A person nearby said in a sly tone, "That little emperor can't even have a son."
"Hahahaha." Even an emperor would be ridiculed for not being able to father a son.
Everyone squatted down, holding large bowls, and began to discuss animatedly.
Guan Zhiwei slurped her porridge around the bowl, listening silently.
"What kind of world is this? Even royalty can be lost."
"I heard it was stolen from the Grand Tutor's mansion."
"If you ask me, Grand Tutor Yuwen is too old and has been senile for a long time, but he's like a turtle, how come he won't die?"
Ordinary people, who have to add a pot of water to their meals and just drink water to fill their stomachs, can talk about national affairs with great enthusiasm.
From the people's suffering to the power struggles between the parties, from the time when the country was prosperous and strong during the reign of the late emperor, to the current emperor's ascension to the throne as a child and the empress dowager ruling from behind the curtain, to the empress dowager's romantic affairs, and then to Grand Tutor Yuwen, a veteran of three reigns, who is seventy years old and really lives a long life.
Someone sighed and said, "Life is getting harder every day, there's no hope."
Immediately, a chorus of voices echoed, saying that the world was in chaos.
"It's already a mess. Go out and take a look. It's hard to find work. Strong idlers become robbers, and skinny monkeys become thieves. Anyway, the government doesn't care." Hei Er pushed his dog teeth. "You stole from your ancestor Yao, didn't you? You have to work to pay off your debt!"
Dog Tooth wasn't ashamed at all; on the contrary, he was proud. He licked the bowl with his tongue and said, "So I'm lucky. I've managed to get food. I'm destined for great things. How fortunate!"
People around him laughed: "You've really been to school? You don't look like a scholar at all."
Dogtooth's expression dimmed slightly, then he said nonchalantly, "I only went to school for three days, what do I know!"
“Then you should know a few words, and you should be able to find work in the government office… You have to figure it out yourself!” The older master craftsman didn’t know how the government office operated either, so he mumbled a few words and then changed the subject: “I heard that the government office can’t pay out money anymore, so they can only try to squeeze some money out of you.”
Brother Yao banged on the ground impatiently and said, "You think you're so capable? You even dare to talk to the yamen!"
Everyone fell silent.
The emperor can speak out, the Grand Tutor can scold, but the clerks in the government offices cannot, because they actually have access to the officials.
After everyone handed over their bowls, the clanging and banging of the day began.
When it was time to finish work in the evening, Guan Zhiwei made an excuse, saying that she was not familiar with the work and needed to practice, so she stayed behind.
She was going to secretly melt down that golden crown; it was made of gold.
She's going to be rich! She can melt down this huge gold crown and spend it slowly. She'll never have to work again in her life.
It turned out she was naive.
This is a gilded bronze crown, made of bronze with a gilded finish.
How could rich people do this, deceiving the sincere hearts of poor people? Guan Zhiwei squatted on the ground, tears welling up in her eyes.
[You've committed murder and are now acting all wronged, but the prince is even more wronged! He originally came here to find love!] The system was filled with righteous indignation.
Guan Zhiwei said calmly, "He's dead, there's no reason for him to feel wronged."
The system wasn't really standing up for the prince; it was just angry that its host wasn't following the main storyline.
She asked, pleadingly, "What kind of man do you really want?"
"Knowing when you're cold and when you're hot..."
"Isn't it easy to find a man like that?"
"...Qin Shi Huang".
The system fell silent.
Guan Zhiwei continued to dream: "Li Shimin serving tea and water."
【Heh.】
"If you think my requirements are too high, I can lower them."
For example?
"The clever and resourceful Lü Bu."
"Qin Hui, loyal to the emperor and patriotic."
"Bai Qi, who never killed a single person."
Even if the system is an idiot, it realizes that Guan Zhiwei is mocking it.
It gritted its teeth: "If it weren't for... I'd really like to replace you!"
Guan Zhiwei asked warily, "Why? Why am I always the one bound to the system? Will I never be able to go home again?"
Only when this issue is involved does Guan Zhiwei show any signs of life.
The system remained completely silent.
Guan Zhiwei took a deep breath. "Very well, if you don't say anything, I won't say anything either. Let's just lean on each other like this and see who can't take it anymore."
After she finished packing her things, she turned around and found Dog Tooth staring at her.
Everyone's off work, but he's still here. Is this workaholic just waiting for me?
Dogtooth looked at him strangely: "This thing of yours must have come from an unknown source. Give me half, or I'll tell everyone."
Guan Zhiwei's heart tightened; she had been blackmailed.
Half is too much, can we reduce it a bit?
She worked very hard, and she also had to deal with the bodies, so she should get a bigger share.
If she tries to negotiate, will it anger the other party?
She was conflicted.
Dogtooth's emotions were also very complex.
His legs were trembling.
Although he was a villain who made threats, he suspected that he could only be a villain for a short time, because if he waited any longer, Guan Zhiwei would have already figured out how to kill him.
She hesitated, remained silent, then suddenly moved.
Dogtooth couldn't hold back and knelt down with a thud.
Guan Zhiwei was stunned.
Dogtooth cried and whispered, "My family is really starving. I can save a bite of food to take back with me, but my grandma is sick and the medicine is too expensive. After you eat me, can you eat my grandma too, so we can be reunited in your belly?"
His family and Guan Zhiwei's family lived in the same alley; both were poor, dilapidated houses with pitifully small courtyards.
There was only an old woman in the house, a thin, withered old woman with a bluish face, limp on the bed, her legs weak.
She looked at Guan Zhiwei with those hollow eyes that seemed to grow out of a tree trunk.
It took him a while to realize that it wasn't his grandson, but a friend his grandson had brought back.
"Have you got a meal yet?"
"have eaten."
The old woman smiled and said, "It's good to eat." Then, as if the power had been cut off, she went into standby mode.
She wasn't dead, but she didn't seem to be alive either.
The bare, mud-plastered house seemed like a coffin prepared in advance for her, where her little grandson would one day be buried with her.
This coffin is temporary; they will rot and stink, eventually being dragged out by the intruding soldiers. If they're lucky, they'll be buried in a pit with everyone else; if they're unlucky, they'll be burned. But if they don't care how they live, why should they care how they die?
Guan Zhiwei turned to Gouya, who was crying and sniffling, and said, "I accept your threat. You find a place to sell the stuff, and I'll give you half."
The dog's eyes were shimmering with light; upon closer inspection, it turned out to be the reflection of tears.
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