"Dad!" Kenkeng's sharp eyes caught sight of Xiao Yu by the window. He immediately raised his half-eaten candied haws and shouted excitedly, "Mom said this is what happens if you dare to touch my family!"
Shen Weiwan also raised her head and eyebrows, her eyes full of charm, and called out to Xiao Yu: "Your Highness, would you like to travel with us? We are just short of a guard to hold the flag."
Xiao Yu rubbed his brow helplessly: "This king still needs to go to the court..."
"It just so happens," Shen Weiwan casually threw a bag of croton seeds and said with a sly smile, "Take it to Minister Li for me. Last time, his son took away Wawa's candied haws. It's time to settle the account."
As the manure cart turned the corner, the old housekeeper came stumbling over in a panic, leaning on a jujube wood cane. His beard trembled like a reed in the autumn wind. "Madam! The prefect of Shuntian Prefecture wants to see you. He says that the three members of the Liu family are pretending to be dead in the croton field!"
Shen Weiwan's eyes lit up instantly, like cold stars falling from their eyes. She immediately boarded the carriage with Kengkeng and Wawa and sped off towards the south of the city. In the three-acre croton field, the three members of the Liu family were indeed slumped in the mud, groaning, their hoes tossed to the side, and the croton seedlings at their feet were crushed to pieces by their feet. Without saying a word, Shen Weiwan snatched the chili water bamboo tube from Chuntao's hand, pinched Liu Ming's nose, and poured it into it.
"Ah! It's so spicy! I'll dig it out! I'll dig it out right now!" Liu Ming jumped up like a scalded monkey, and his crotch was instantly wet. His funny appearance made the onlookers laugh so hard that they fell over.
Shen Weiwan stood on the ridge of the field, her hands on her hips. The croton seedlings behind her swayed in the wind, as if cheering for her dominance. She raised her voice and shouted to the surroundings: "Listen up! From now on, anyone who touches my family will be treated just like the Liu family—"
"The croton fields, the spicy water flowing, have caused worries to the whole family of the people who have been cheated!" Suddenly someone in the crowd made up a ballad, "The dung cart is traveling, leaving a bad reputation, if you dare to stretch out your claws again, your fingers will be chopped off!" The people sang along one after another, and the cheerful singing echoed over the croton fields.
As the sun set, the gorgeous sunset glow dyed the croton fields a golden red. The three members of the Liu family collapsed to the ground exhausted, their fingers scratched by the croton leaves until they bled, yet they continued to mechanically swing their hoes, looking both miserable and ridiculous. In the carriage, Kenkeng suddenly pointed to the horizon and excitedly exclaimed, "Mom! The croton fields have been dyed golden!"
Xiao Yu gently scratched the tip of Shen Weiwan's nose and said with a wry smile, "That's cruel. But can you please skip the fried pork with croton seeds tonight?"
"I want to eat fried croton with chili peppers!" Kenkeng raised his little hand and protested loudly.
"We also need to sprinkle itching powder!" Wa Wa also joined in the fun, causing everyone in the car to burst into laughter. The laughter was so crisp that it seemed to shake off the fallen leaves on the locust tree.
As the carriage reached the City God Temple, Shen Weiwan inadvertently caught sight of an old beggar kneeling by the roadside. A closer look sparked a light in her eyes. It was the same old beggar she had learned the art of tricking people from outside the City God Temple. "Dean!" the old beggar kowtowed excitedly, his voice filled with admiration and gratitude. "I heard you sent Liu Ming to the Croton fields? The 'crying poor art' you taught me back then really works!"
After returning to the palace, Shen Weiwan found a food box on her dressing table that the Empress Dowager had sent. Curious, she opened it and saw it was filled with newly harvested croton seeds. Next to it was a note with beautifully written small characters: "Wan'er, you're very clever! Next time you try to trick someone, call me. The Imperial Kitchen has made some fresh chili sauce."
"Look," Shen Weiwan's eyebrows curved like a crescent moon, and she handed the note to Xiao Yu with a smug smile on her face, "Even my mother is helping out."
Seeing this, Xiao Yu couldn't help but sigh: "It seems that this king has to open up a piece of croton field in the imperial garden."
It was late at night, and the candlelight flickered gently in the wind. Shen Weiwan quietly looked at the sleeping Kengkeng and Wawa. Their little faces were still stained with mud from playing during the day, but the corners of their mouths were sweet smiles, innocent and beautiful. She suddenly hugged Xiao Yu gently, her voice a little muffled, but full of affection: "Thank you."
"What are you thanking me for?" Xiao Yu gently tidied up her scattered hair, his eyes full of love.
"Thank you for giving me a home." Shen Weiwan raised her head, her eyes brighter than the candlelight, "In my previous life, I lived like a joke. In this life... I want to be the coolest person."
Moonlight streamed gently into the room through the window lattice, brushing against the plaque "School of Tricksters" hanging above the bed. Shen Weiwan leaned against Xiao Yu's arms, feeling his warmth, her heart filled with peace and contentment. She knew her dominance wasn't innate; it was the cold of the snow in her previous life and the hatred she experienced after her rebirth that gradually shaped her into her current form. But at this moment, she had the warmth and reliability of a reliable supporter in her arms, the precious treasure before her eyes, and the confidence to tamper with anyone she dared to mess with.
As for those blind people? The chili water from the Croton fields in the south of the city is always on hand, and Chuntao's bamboo tube is always at the ready—this is her Shen Weiwan dominance; this is her hearty, unique and refreshing life!
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