Chapter 1102: Hair-Pulling Tear (Part 1) [Requesting Monthly Tickets]
The situation unfolded exactly as she had planned.
"I wonder if Lady Mei Jinghe will like this generous gift? Heh, this is just an appetizer." The real main course will not be served until Mei Meng returns to Qi.
This game has only just begun! The thought of Mei Meng's wishful thinking falling through finally eased the pent-up anger in her heart—scheming against her was acceptable, as long as one could afford the price to pay!
Before that, she wanted to clear her head.
As expected, Chu Yao rejected it.
"Why not? Does Wu Hui think I'll get ambushed on the way?" Shen Tang was always very patient with Chu Yao. If he didn't want her to do something, she would reason with him and appeal to his emotions, and under normal circumstances, Chu Yao couldn't persuade her otherwise.
Chu Yao countered, "Why aren't you worried?"
The appearance of rank 20 Marquises in two consecutive battles shows that these old fellows are becoming active again, like animals emerging from hibernation in spring. Who knows if a third or fourth one will pop up? It's safest for the lord to be in charge of the central army! The situation in Shangnan is also stable, so there's no need to go and visit.
"How could Wu Hui not trust my strength?"
"This has nothing to do with whether you trust your master's strength or not. A noble person should not sit under a dangerous roof. Even if you have unparalleled skills, you should take the initiative to avoid danger and not put your precious body in danger." Chu Yao could not continue after saying a few words because Shen Tang had been staring at him with her innocent almond eyes wide open since earlier. Her quiet, pitiful and lovely appearance made it impossible for him to refuse her.
To reject the Lord is a sin.
Chu Yao looked slightly embarrassed and avoided her gaze.
Helplessly, he said, "You are my lord."
Shen Tang nodded and said, "Of course I know I am the master."
Chu Yao then reminded her, "You're twenty-three."
At this age, in an ordinary family, regardless of gender, one would have been a parent several times over. Does Your Majesty think you are still young?
Upon hearing her age, alarm bells rang in Shen Tang's mind: "What? Twenty-three? Twenty-two! She's clearly only twenty-two!"
Chu Yao coldly reminded her.
It's almost halfway through the year, and you're still only twenty-two?
Shen Tang: "..."
Given her unique circumstances, arguing about being a year or two younger is truly pointless. Shen Tang crossed her arms and sulked, "You never corrected me before, but now you're criticizing me for acting young? Whether I'm twenty-two or twenty-three, Wu Hui is still older than me, isn't that right?"
Why was she allowed to act cute and innocent before?
It's not working now?
Just because she's eleven years older?
Is it because she's the lord that she can't use this tactic? As the lord, doesn't she even have the right to get away with being cute?
Chu Yao asked softly, "Is Yao really older than the Lord?"
Shen Tang: "..."
She inexplicably felt an urge to stay in the corner and not get up.
Can we please stop talking about age?
Chu Yao finally backed down, prompting Gu Chi and the others to bluntly say that he was being spineless and couldn't just hold on a little longer. With so many trivial matters to attend to, Chu Yao actually granted his master permission to take a vacation?
Yes, Shen Tang was practically on vacation at this time.
During this lull in the war between the two nations, there weren't any major issues on the battlefield that required the lord's final decision. However—while there were no major issues, there were a ton of minor ones! If the lord were to slip away now, wouldn't the extra tasks fall to others? Could the lord agree to that?
"With the brothers Gong Xichou protecting us, we are safe and sound." Chu Yao downplayed the issue and tried his best to appease his colleagues' minor anxieties.
“Who’s worried about the safety of our lord? When she goes out, it’s others who are in danger.” Qian Yong felt that whether or not she brought guards was not important; what was important was that the lord was openly and brazenly slipping away.
Tsk, so this is what they mean by starting your own business and having freedom? He did whatever he wanted during his years as a warlord. Now, as someone's subordinate, he has to worry about them skipping work. This life is even more bitter than bitter melon.
These complaints were all private grumbles, and in reality, they didn't even cause a ripple. Qian Yong, who had the loudest voice, looked around and, finding that few people were supporting him, quieted down.
He secretly pulled Wei Shou aside: "Why don't you complain at all?"
Wei Shou said, "Complain a bit, and I'll just wait for Chu Wuhui to make things difficult for me? To slander my wife? To let that bastard Chu Jie laugh at me? Humph, his tricks!"
Qian Yong: "...Just...because of this?"
He had seen people fight to the death for their interests, and the conflicts between civil and military officials were so sharp that they were irreconcilable. But the ministers of Kang State were different.
As pillars of the military, Chu Jie and Wei Shou often bickered, but their reasons for bickering were mostly not military merits or quarterly pay, but rather arguments about who Chu Yao was closer to. Qian Yong pondered this for years but still couldn't understand why these two—one a widower with no children, the other a henpecked husband with both sons and daughters—would tirelessly fight over such a thing.
If their competition is aimed at winning over Chu Yao, that's fine too.
Chu Yao, as the Minister of the Imperial Secretariat, carried that weight.
They refused to comply, and not only that, they were completely controlled by Chu Yao.
Wei Shou retorted with a cold laugh, "Otherwise what?"
"Are you that afraid of Chu Wuhui?"
Despite his seemingly rough and unrefined manner, Wei Shou was actually more knowledgeable than anyone else.
Hearing Qian Yong's unspoken message immediately, he rolled his eyes in annoyance and said, "How can you call this fear? I'm not afraid of him?"
Was he afraid of Chu Yao being alone?
They're clearly afraid of Chu Yao, Chu Jie, and Shen Youli!
Now that Yonggu Pass is completely safe, Chu Jie, this martial arts fanatic, has only been focused on cultivation and making amends to Chu Yao; Chu Yao's reasoning is his reasoning. Shen Youli is even more unreasonable than Chu Jie, stubbornly protecting her own and siding with relatives regardless of right or wrong—yet she is the ruler of a nation! Chu Yao himself is also full of wicked schemes and ruthless in his actions!
What else could Wei Shou talk about besides hairpins?
If he doesn't pull the hairpin, these three will be tearing their own guts out!
Qian Yong: "..."
Whether or not a fight breaks out ultimately depends on who's in charge.
Of course, he wasn't praising Shen Tang's management skills or saying she had great personal charisma; he just felt that Shen Tang was good at causing trouble. As her subordinates, they were too busy with their daily work to have time for group infighting.
——
Shen Tang sneezed several times after being nagged.
She habitually looked for the source: "It's you again, Gong Xichou?"
To avoid wasting time on her round trip, she didn't bring many people with her on this secret trip to the south. Including the Gongxi Chou brothers, there were only four people: Shen Tang, the Ji Moqiu brothers, and Bai Su. Why Bai Su? Naturally, because Shen Tang and the other two had a poor sense of direction.
If we don't send someone with a good sense of direction who can keep up with these three, who knows where they'll lead us astray.
Bai Su was chosen.
The group of four made a simple disguise.
It's called a disguise, but it's really just changing into simpler clothes.
At first glance, he looks like a wandering knight-errant.
The four left the camp, but Shen Tang didn't head south. Instead, she traveled swiftly in another direction for most of the day. The area was sparsely populated, so Ji Moqiu had to gather some glutinous rice and ask Gong Xichou to husk it. After some effort, they produced a large plate of round, soft, white dumplings filled with red bean paste.
"Big brother knows these things too?"
This was also the first time Gong Xichou had seen it.
From seed to finished dessert, it takes a little over an hour.
This ability is somewhat similar to Mama's.
Ji Moqiu said, "It is a must-learn."
The high priest is to serve the gods. If he doesn't even have this basic ability, how can he serve them? Ji Moqiu slapped away Gong Xiqiu's outstretched hand and pointed to another plate: "Eat what you made yourself."
Gong Xichou wasted a lot of ingredients.
At his age, he still enjoys playing around, shaping dumplings into snakes, insects, and rats. Unfortunately, his skills are lacking; the snakes don't look like snakes at all, and after steaming, they resemble a lump of excrement. With such a playful nature, how could one guess that this guy was once a ruthless and invincible killer on the battlefield?
Gong Xichou: "..."
I watched helplessly as the round dumpling went into Mama's mouth.
After a long pause, he finally said, "The high priest studies this?"
Ji Moqiu: "Serving the gods, in all aspects."
Satisfying one's appetite is also a form of service.
Gong Xi Chou took a bite of the poop he had made... well, a snake. Don't let its disgusting appearance fool you, it tastes soft, sweet, and even people who don't like sweets would praise it. As Gong Xi Chou chewed and savored it, his mind started wandering and he thought of something.
He cautiously peeked at his older brother sitting next to him.
She then stole a glance at Mama, who was sitting with Bai Su discussing something.
"All aspects?"
“All aspects”.
Gong Xichou: "..."
Despite lacking practical experience, he was a master of bedroom arts theory, possessing a wealth of knowledge. His elder brother, having spent years wandering, was likely unaware of any such training. Before he could even ask Ji Moqiu if he needed tutoring, a glimpse of his brother's unfriendly gaze out of the corner of his eye sent a chill down his spine—danger!
Ji Moqiu said, "You're overthinking it."
Gong Xichou: "...???"
"The High Priest's primary duty is to satisfy Her Highness's 'desires.' Human men and women, through reproduction and the union of souls, develop romantic love and desire sexual intimacy. But Her Highness is not even human. Her 'desires' are different from what you think of as 'desires.'" Ji Moqiu said that his younger brother's thoughts were too complicated and not good for his physical and mental health.
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Today's chapter is a bit short _(:з」∠)_
The application for the 110 available titles has been submitted and will be reviewed and approved on Monday.
It's over 1100 chapters now. The male lead is an adult, so Tang Mei's love life can progress a bit.
PS: Tang Mei is not human (Shao Bai isn't either), so her emotional needs are somewhat different (not romantic love in the conventional sense, but rather the relationship between god and believer, follower and follower, subject and vassal).
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