The way superiors manage people can be summed up in four words: "a combination of kindness and severity".
Helian Jue slapped Hou Jingting hard, and then he was going to give him a sweet treat.
"Haha! It's good that you know how to be loyal!"
The pale-faced, beardless Duofu laughed heartily as he personally untied Hou Jingting's ropes.
Next, Hou Jingting enjoyed the full range of services provided by the Yue King's Mansion.
The large bathtub was filled with hot water, and fragrant flower petals floated on top.
He sat inside, and it felt as if every pore on his body had been opened up.
That feels so good!
That feels so good!
There are also attentive servants who help scrub your back, apply bath powder, and massage your shoulders and neck...
Hou Jingting swears he has never had such a comfortable bath in his life.
After taking a shower, I changed into brand new, clean clothes.
It wasn't a coarse brown linen garment, but a lake-blue brocade robe that only nobles could wear.
However, Hou Jingting was too thin and small, and had a pointed face and monkey-like features.
He's definitely someone who "wouldn't look like a prince even in a dragon robe."
To put it bluntly, it's like a monkey wearing a crown.
The servants sent by Duofu did not show any disdain or mockery.
Their extremely respectful, attentive, and thoughtful service led Hou Jingting to mistakenly believe, "I am a noble person!"
After changing his clothes and combing his hair, Hou Jingting was greeted by a sumptuous spread of dishes.
Steamed crabs, fried prawns, grilled oysters, pan-fried scallops... all kinds of fresh seafood are cooked in various ways to create delicious dishes that are perfect in color, aroma and taste.
Braised pork trotters, braised pork belly, stir-fried pork intestines, fried chicken cutlets, braised rabbit heads, and other meat dishes are all brightly colored and make people's mouths water.
There are also various kinds of noodles, crystal-clear glutinous rice, and soup noodles with rich and fragrant broth.
Hou Jingting felt like he didn't have enough eyes to see everything.
He was not short of money, but he was of lowly status.
In this era, if you don't have the right social status, you can't eat good food even if you have money.
Putting everything else aside, just take beef as an example; if you don't handle it properly, you'll be punished.
Eating beef is illegal.
The important people don't need to care, and can even use some excuses to fool them.
But if someone like Hou Jingting were a commoner, even if he paid a high price for beef from a dog that had fallen or died of disease, he might still be held accountable by the government.
At this moment, Hou Jingting was able to eat large mouthfuls of beef.
There were also many delicacies he had never seen before—
This must be a specialty dish unique to aristocratic families. Even some high-ranking officials, or even saints, might not be able to taste it!
Hou Jingting ate heartily while secretly feeling smug.
Oh, right, and alcohol too!
The imperial court had a ban on alcohol, so alcohol was extremely scarce.
Hou Jingting could only secretly spend a lot of money to buy some cheap wine with a sour taste.
Unlike the Yue King's Palace, where there were jars and jars of fine wine, with a mellow taste and a long aftertaste.
A full hour passed before Hou Jingting, heavily pregnant, finally stood before Helian Chen with great difficulty.
"Are you full?"
Seeing Hou Jingting's satisfied expression, Helian Chen casually asked a question.
"Mmm! I'm full and satisfied!"
To put it bluntly, after this ordeal, Hou Jingting wouldn't feel too wronged even if he were to die.
"Now that you've eaten your fill, it's time to help the Prince!"
Helian Chen didn't waste any words and went straight to the point.
Hou Jingting was puzzled, wondering why someone as noble as the King of Yue would go to such lengths to "greet" a tomb raider like him.
He glanced at Helian Chen's expression and cautiously asked, "What does Your Highness wish me to do?"
"This scoundrel knows nothing but digging and drilling holes!"
Well, is His Highness the King of Yue short of money?
I also want to become a "tomb raider" and steal the tombs of the previous dynasty?
This shouldn't be happening.
The prince is a member of the royal family; aren't these members of the royal family the most wary of this?
Any ruler who is even remotely reliable and discerning would not rob the graves of others, even those of the previous dynasty.
Those who rob tombs will always be robbed by others!
To prevent their own tombs from being robbed, these monarchs not only refrained from robbing the tombs of previous dynasties, but also strictly enforced the law that "those who rob tombs shall die."
As long as someone is a tomb raider, whether they are raiding imperial tombs or ordinary people's graves, once they are caught, there is only one word—death!
Only by enacting strict laws can we ensure that we will not be disturbed after death.
Hou Jingting thought that Helian Jue wouldn't contradict himself.
But, apart from tomb raiding, Hou Jingting knew nothing else.
The prince went to great lengths, using both intimidation tactics and lavish hospitality, leaving Hou Jingting completely bewildered.
"Knowing how to dig and drill holes is enough!"
Helian Chen smiled, his gaze towards Hou Jingting carrying a profound meaning.
Hou Jingting couldn't help but shiver.
What kind of look is that?
Why does it always feel like a cat playing with a mouse?
Helian Chen refused to continue.
Some things are better left unsaid; it's better to just bring the person there directly.
He'll know what to do once he sees it for himself!
"By the way! What tools would you need to dig a hole?"
"This is a family heirloom skill of yours. Did your ancestors pass down any tools specifically for tomb raiding?"
Helian Chen wanted to be on the safe side, so he asked one more question.
Hou Jingting: ...It's just digging a hole, a shovel will suffice.
What other special tools are needed?
However, his family does have a kind of "fossil powder" that can be sprinkled on stone slabs, mountains, or similar objects to soften the stones.
Helian Chen's eyes lit up when he heard Hou Jingting finish speaking hesitantly. "Oh, there's such a thing?"
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