Chapter Twenty-Six: Isn't it better to be a scourge to the country and its people?



"Looks like you got kicked out. Instead of going home, you had to travel all this way to be disliked. How does it feel to be disliked?"

You little brat, always bringing up things you shouldn't talk about. You deserve a beating.

"Eat up. After you finish, I'll take you somewhere, and then we'll go home. You've been wandering around for so many years, it's time you had enough. Your parents have been waiting for you to come home day and night. You're a grown woman now, you need to be more obedient." After saying that, she pushed the rice bowl in front of me.

He's four years younger than me, but he always speaks in such an old-fashioned way. I'm the older sister, you know. If anyone should be scolding someone, it should be me. Isn't this just disrespecting me?

Determined to save face, I shook my head in protest, but to my surprise, he picked up his sword again, its chilling aura frightening me so much that I quickly nodded.

Unexpectedly, he still swung the sword down. I thought to myself, this is really bad, a life has been lost.

The rope on my hand suddenly came loose. I opened my eyes and saw that the rope had broken. What a close call!

I wiped the cold sweat from my forehead, rubbed my bound wrists, and obediently started eating my breakfast.

We're at their mercy these days, so it's best not to be too tough. As for saving face, we don't need to worry about that; our lives are more important.

After breakfast, he led me out in a swagger, saying he was going to take me to the Jin Family Teahouse to listen to storytelling.

Once I stepped outside, I eagerly awaited Mu Bai's arrival to take me away and rescue me from this predicament. After searching for a long time, I couldn't find a trace of him. Ji Ruchen just abandoned me like this. Wasn't he afraid that I would encounter some ruthless bandit or a notorious womanizer? It was truly disheartening. I must teach him a lesson when I get the chance.

I was lost in thought when someone suddenly tugged at my hand. Martial arts practitioners are strong, and I almost tripped and fell. That annoying Luo Qingyun always seems to see right through me; it's really infuriating.

Seeing that there was no hope of getting help, I had no choice but to obediently go with him to the Jin Family Teahouse. I don't know what's so good about this teahouse. Why does this guy always like to go there? It's obviously vulgar, but he still insists on going to such a proud and aloof place as a teahouse. Does a person from the martial arts world want to take the imperial examination route? What is he doing?

Why not just cause trouble for the country and its people? Brothels are more in line with one's status, aren't they? When one can no longer be seductive, one can use one's beauty to snag a rich heiress or something, and be guaranteed a life of comfort and ease. Isn't that good?

Sigh, young people these days just love to mess around.

Like a dog, I was led into the Jin family teahouse by the troublemaker. The teahouse was packed with people. In the center of the hall, a storyteller was telling a story called "Breaking Up the Couple" with great enthusiasm.

My nemesis led me upstairs to a corner. There, he ordered a plate of peanuts, a plate of melon seeds, and a pot of water, and then began to listen attentively to a storyteller.

I thought he came to the teahouse to discuss poetry and literature with those literati and exchange ideas. But after all these years, I've had a deep misunderstanding of him. I thought he was here to learn from these romantic stories.

He listened to the story with great interest, but I was annoyed by the noise from the audience.

Just as I was getting so annoyed I wanted to kill someone, a woman's voice from across the street caught my attention.

"Madam Li, what do you think of the Jin family's 'Breaking Up the Couple' compared to 'The Barbarian Girl Robs the Bride'?"

"It can't compare. This 'Barbarian Girl Robs the Bride' is a hit in the last six months, and it's currently very popular. Ordinary scripts simply can't compare to it."

No sooner had I finished speaking than someone below started clamoring to hear "The Barbarian Girl Robs Her Bride".

As the voices of the opera fans grew louder and louder, drowning out the storyteller's voice, someone finally stood up to speak.

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