Chapter 113 It's all fake, everything is fake.
Li Rong's face, which had been clouded with gloom, froze for a moment, and he stiffly turned to look at Jiang Nuanzhi: "What do you mean by that?"
What does this have to do with women?
Jiang Nuanzhi raised an eyebrow and said, "He is a woman. Although he doesn't look like one, doesn't speak like one, and isn't the same height as one, he looks like an old man no matter how you look at him. But I can guarantee with my years of medical experience that she really is a woman. At least, physiologically."
"woman."
Li Rong almost subconsciously repeated Jiang Nuanzhi's words. It took him a while to realize what she meant: "You mean, he's a woman?"
The moment those words were uttered, Li Rong's murderous aura vanished, leaving only disbelief in his eyes. Clearly, he still hadn't quite grasped the situation.
Jiang Nuanzhi nodded: "Yes, it means exactly what it says."
After thinking for a moment, she added, "I think we should keep her here for two more days. In her condition, who knows what might happen if she goes out."
"Actually, there's no need to be so surprised. In ancient times, there was Hua Mulan who joined the army in place of her father, and later Wu Zetian who ascended the throne. It's not surprising that we have a female national advisor at this time. I was being narrow-minded."
Jiang Nuanzhi had initially thought that since the book was set in a feudal society, even the original female protagonist, a fake princess, was sought after by many men. That's why she subconsciously felt something was amiss. Now, she realized that it was precisely because of this that she had to be a man.
At that moment, she simply patted Li Rong's arm reassuringly. Seeing that he was still frowning, she didn't say anything more and turned to leave.
It took Li Rong, who was behind him, a long time to recover from his daze.
He peered out the window at the person outside, still muttering, "Woman."
Two simple words almost shattered his beliefs, gradually giving rise to a sense of absurdity.
How could the Grand Preceptor of the Great Jing Kingdom be a woman?
Could it be that he really misread it?
No, that's impossible. He couldn't possibly be mistaken; this person is the former Imperial Advisor.
He still remembers the first time he went to the palace with his father to meet the emperor when he was a child. It was also the first time in his life that he had ever met such a person.
At that time, the Imperial Advisor was in his prime. He sat upright at the head of the table, explaining government affairs to the still young emperor.
Coincidentally, a palace servant made a mistake, saying that he had used paper and pen to record the emperor's daily life.
The Imperial Advisor was not angry. He remembered that on that day, his voice was extremely gentle, and he even smiled and said to the Emperor, "Today, the lesson I taught Your Majesty is called killing the chicken to scare the monkey. Your Majesty, please see clearly that you must write a policy essay for me tomorrow."
He remembered clearly how the young servant's fingers were pulled out one by one. His tongue was severed, and his eyes were gouged out.
The servant's wailing as he knelt before the hall reverberated throughout the entire space, like a heavy hammer striking his heart.
After returning home that time, Li Rong developed a persistent high fever and it took several days to recover. Later, he heard that the emperor had also fallen ill.
Later, his father solemnly gave him some instructions.
He was told not to provoke the Imperial Advisor under any circumstances.
My father once said that in the entire Great Jing Dynasty, no one could stand against the Imperial Preceptor. Nothing he set his mind to would fail him. Those who defied him would never have a good end.
From that time on, he had his first person to respect.
Yet this very man, or rather, this man who was a god in the hearts of the people of Dajing, served as the Grand Preceptor for over forty years, his position unshakeable. Even the current emperor had to bow before him.
Now, someone is actually telling him that this imperial advisor is a woman.
The next second, Li Rong closed his eyes and collapsed onto the heated kang bed.
It's all fake, it must all be fake. I'll sleep it off and the world should be back to normal.
"You old man, why don't you take a shower?"
Jiang Nuanzhi couldn't resist after all, so she boiled water and told her to hurry up and wash.
Jiang Nuanzhi didn't want to change her form of address, mainly because seeing her like this, calling her "Auntie" or any other title felt strange and completely inappropriate. After thinking about it, she decided to call her "Grandpa."
However, there was a hint of curiosity in her gaze, and I inexplicably felt that this person must have a story.
The next second, she scratched her chest, rubbed her neck until she made a mud ball, rubbed it on her body, and then grinned at Jiang Nuanzhi, showing her teeth: "Okay, you're such a good girl."
Jiang Nuanzhi: "."
For the first time in her life, she doubted her own medical skills. Could it be that she had misread his pulse? How could he look even slightly like a woman?
He let her wash and dress herself, while he went into the room to find her clothes. After searching around, all he could find was his own red dress that she could wear.
Thinking that it was a woman's clothes, it should be appropriate, so he passed the clothes through the crack in the door.
The clothes were thrown out through the crack in the door the next second.
"Girl, are you blind? Why did you dress me in women's clothes?"
Jiang Nuanzhi, standing at the door, had a strange expression on her face: "I think what you're wearing should suit you quite well."
Suddenly, the sound of the old man stomping his feet came from inside the house: "How poor are you? You don't even have any clothes?"
"Please bear with it. The color is a bit unsuitable, but the material is very good and it's loose-fitting, so it should be comfortable to wear."
"I won't wear them! I'd rather die than wear them! Either give me my clothes, or I'll just come out naked!"
Jiang Nuanzhi's expression was strange; for a moment, she really wanted to see if she would actually come out naked.
Just as she was hesitating, she heard a sound coming from the door. Jiang Nuanzhi pressed the door shut and coughed, saying, "Alright, don't worry, I'll go get your clothes right away."
After much hesitation, Jiang Nuanzhi, though feeling a little heartbroken, still handed over the clothes that Ping'er had made for her.
This outfit has a more streamlined cut, and although it's still a girl's outfit, it makes her look much stronger than those pink ones.
Who knew that the next second, her clothes would be thrown out again.
"Hey, old man! Don't go too far!"
"Aren't these still girls' clothes? Is there no man in the house? If all else fails, just give me my old clothes, and I'll wear my own."
"I've already washed your clothes!"
Jiang Nuanzhi frowned, and finally turned her gaze to Lü Shizhu.
Lu Shizhu, who was sleeping on the floor, turned his head to the other side.
Jiang Nuanzhi kicked him: "Young Master, this is urgent. Li Rong's clothes are too big, and he only has one set on. If he takes it off, he really won't have anything to wear. I'll get you a new one later."
Lu Shizhu curled his lip: "I knew it!"
Then, reluctantly, he took out his own package, pulled out a crumpled piece of clothing from it, and threw it over.
"Thanks, I'll definitely make it up to you later," Jiang Nuanzhi said with a smile.
Then the clothes were handed back in. This time they weren't thrown out.
A moment later, the old man came out of the door with his mouth pursed so high it could hold a lamp oil bottle. Leaning against his wrinkled clothes and disheveled hair, he stared at Jiang Nuanzhi with eyes full of reproach.
Why are you doing this to me?
(End of this chapter)
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