Chapter 91 No Dreaming
The emperor wholeheartedly approved of Guan Zhiwei's plan to attack the Yuan clan.
The Great Zhou royal family is finished; everyone's just sharing the spoils of the world, so we turn a blind eye. But you're directly overturning the table and attacking the emperor—where does that leave the emperor's face?
Before their departure, a farewell banquet was prepared, and the emperor hosted a feast to entertain Guan Zhiwei and his entourage.
After several rounds of drinks, Guan Zhiwei, slightly drunk, cupped his hands and said, "Your Majesty, I have something to say to you privately."
The crowd's expressions varied, and they exchanged winks and grimaces.
Wei Fuzhi looked at Guan Zhiwei, then at the young emperor, and nodded with considerable satisfaction.
He drank with the emperor, who asked if his wounds hurt and bestowed upon him many wound medicines. He was grateful for the young emperor's attention and for Guan Zhiwei's promotion; he was quite pleased to have the two of them together.
"The emperor and his ministers enjoy themselves; what a wonderful thing, what a wonderful thing!"
What he didn't know was that, because of his frequent interactions with the emperor, Guan Zhiwei decided that although someone needed to stay in the capital, that person definitely couldn't be Wei Fuzhi.
Having witnessed Yuan's brilliant move, she needed to leave more people in the capital this time. After much deliberation, she promoted Commandant Liu to the position of City Gate Commandant, in charge of the garrison troops at all the city gates. It's worth mentioning that the previous City Gate Commandant was killed by Guan Zhiwei.
Commander Liu sat down at the table. He was overjoyed; was this a case of "when one person attains enlightenment, even their chickens and dogs ascend to heaven"?
He was afraid that Gao Huan would fall out of favor, so he got angry. How could an emperor act like an emperor and compete for favor with his ministers?
"Si Lang, you must try harder."
"You don't want to be the city gate captain anymore?" Gao Huan brought the wine cup to his lips, his lips moving slightly.
Captain Liu immediately became obedient.
The dishonest person was wary; he feigned shock and looked around, but actually secretly glanced at the emperor's bed.
When he first followed Gao Yang to the capital, he was a military officer from the countryside, and he was very constrained and awkward.
During the honeymoon period between Gao Yang and the young emperor, he was also invited to participate in palace banquets. Fearing that he would make a mistake and be ridiculed, he always had a sullen face.
It wasn't until Gao Yang and the young emperor had a falling out that he suddenly realized the emperor was nothing special after all, and that even those elegant nobles were quite pathetic when their homes were raided. He even managed to seize a noble's mansion and lived there very comfortably.
Human ambition is constantly expanding, and in the end it can even devour the self.
His pupils contracted slightly as he looked at the couch, his heart filled with surging passion.
The couch was usually surrounded by railings on all four sides and covered with gorgeous crimson silk. The emperor sat on it, leaning slightly forward with his arm resting on a low table. The high platform and curtains added to the solemn atmosphere.
The emperor remained calm, nodded with a smile, and dismissed everyone else.
Gao Huan was making clay puppets there, and luckily no one chased him away.
Knowing that he was far away, he turned back every few steps, wanting to stay as well. But when he slowed down, his father grabbed him and pulled him away, scolding him in a low voice.
The two Zhai brothers looked at each other, both burly and with unremarkable features, and decided there was no point in staying. They figured that being ugly meant they should focus on being good subjects, unlike General Zhi, whose heart was so restless.
With no one around, Guan Zhiwei began her performance.
"Your Majesty, I have a few words to say to you before I embark on this expedition."
"Grand Tutor, please speak, I am listening."
Guan Zhiwei cleared her throat and smiled gently: "Your Majesty, I have barely left when the officials will come to complain that I am arrogant, domineering, and cruel, and that I have harmed virtuous and kind people."
The young emperor understood immediately: "I will not believe their words."
Guan Zhiwei waved her hand: "They are telling the truth."
The young emperor fell silent, unsure how to continue the conversation.
Guan Zhiwei said to herself, "Does Your Majesty know why I am at odds with the ministers?"
The emperor, being a good listener, immediately asked, "What is the reason?"
"Because they don't consider His Majesty's feelings. They come from powerful families, and in chaotic times, whoever they follow will be a guest of honor. So they act recklessly, without considering how difficult it is for His Majesty to be roasted over a fire."
The emperor looked at her, his pupils becoming increasingly focused, and he pursed his lips slightly. "Minister Guan is a loyal minister."
It's a flat sentence, sounding like a compliment, but also like a question.
Are you a loyal subject?
He's so cautious now, he doesn't even need to ask questions, it sounds like a compliment.
"Your Majesty, I am but a blacksmith and medicine seller. I am honored that Your Majesty has entrusted me with such an important task. I am willing to do my utmost to protect the Great Zhou and serve as a subject of Zhou forever. If I break this oath, may I be struck down by heaven and earth and never be reincarnated."
Guan Zhiwei spoke each word with a certain credibility, perhaps due to her charm score of ten.
Gao Huan's pupils dilated in shock, but the occasion forced him to remain silent, unable to utter a single word.
After they left the palace, they boarded the oxcart.
Gao Huan could no longer control himself; his hands were trembling: "You don't want to be emperor anymore? How could you make such a vow!"
Guan Zhiwei picked at her ear: "You believe me when I say it? How can you be so naive?"
Cao Cao was a Han official, and Sima Yi was a Wei official; what was the delay?
Unsigned and unstamped paper is like toilet poop.
Even if someone signs and puts their fingerprint on the document, aren't there still deadbeats who refuse to pay?
"I understand. My lord is afraid that after we leave, the powerful families and the emperor will collude and cause trouble! But vows of divine retribution cannot be made lightly, lest they become prophecies!"
"Ha, I made an oath to break it. You don't even need to wait until I break the oath to kill me. Kill me now, strike me with lightning!" Guan Zhiwei peeked out from the shed and saw a clear blue sky.
She gave the heavens the middle finger, and the heavens didn't resist. She turned to Gao Huan and smiled triumphantly, raising her eyebrows: "It's all just bad timing. When the time comes, it will be like—the imperial treasury burned to ashes, and the streets trampled with the bones of nobles!"
Gao Huan subconsciously looked around. Apart from the coachman, there was no one else around, and his heart relaxed slightly.
Seeing that Guan Zhiwei's cheeks were slightly flushed and her eyes were glazed, he knew that she was somewhat drunk. A drunkard cannot be persuaded. He sighed helplessly and reminded her, "You've had too much to drink. Don't talk. Get some sleep and have a good dream."
Guan Zhiwei muttered, "I never dream. It's really strange. Ever since I came to this godforsaken place, I haven't had a single dream."
Gao Huan helped her back home. She lay on the bed, and Gao Huan took off her shoes and socks and covered her with a blanket. She rolled over and curled up into a ball, pulling the blanket into her arms.
I slept soundly through the night without any dreams.
She never dreamed, not a single dream. When she closed her eyes and opened them, the night passed as if a whole night had been stolen away.
So there are only two strange things in total.
Guan Zhiwei never dreams.
Gao Huan died and was reborn a hundred times.
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