Chapter 46 Jealousy: Gu Huizhou laughed in exasperation: "Don't you remember?"
I opened my eyes groggily and found that my robe had been replaced with an undergarment.
“It seems…” The undergarment he wore the day before was not this one. Yao Ruyi remembered that the one he wore the day before had a dark pattern on the cuffs, but this one did not. It seemed to be a new one sent by the Imperial Household Department.
"Hmm—"
He rubbed his groggy temples, unable to recall what had happened last night. He only remembered drinking a lot of fruit wine while chatting with Xu Yi. It was sweet and refreshing, and he drank one cup after another without a care in the world.
I have no recollection of that.
It seems that it was Eunuch Cui who brought him back.
Stopping his thoughts, Yao Ruyi finished the cup of warm tea beside his bed. He changed into his familiar white robe and picked up a book to read. Wang Qianshan had left the capital to lecture when Yao Ruyi went to Jiangzhou City and had not yet returned.
It's good for me to take a look, so I won't be clueless when Wang Qianshan comes back.
"A virtuous person stands tall in the world..."
The hangover from the previous night still bothered him, and he couldn't concentrate on reading even after looking at two lines of text for a long time. Yao Ruyi glanced at the book in his hand; he must have forgotten something. He said irritably, "It shouldn't be anything important."
After saying that, he smiled calmly.
"If you can't remember, then forget it. If you could remember, you would have already."
He thought about going out to take a look, but as soon as he stepped out, he saw Cui Xiangzhu standing at the door. The head eunuch met Yao Ruyi's astonished gaze and said with a fawning smile, "Is the Nineteenth Prince awake? Is his head feeling better? The Prince was drunk last night, and His Majesty was afraid that the Prince would not feel well after waking up, so he asked this old servant to stay in the Yun Palace today to take care of the Prince."
After saying that, he called to Xiao Dezi who was standing next to him, "This is a hangover syrup that was just sent by the Imperial Kitchen. It has sugarcane and white radish in it and tastes very good. Please try it, sir."
Yao Ruyi nodded, took the cup and drank it all in one gulp. Fearing that Cui Xiangzhu would delay the emperor's affairs by staying there, he waved his hand repeatedly, "I'm fine, Eunuch Cui, you should go and follow His Majesty."
Cui Xiangzhu knew roughly what had happened between the two last night. He nodded and said, "What are you saying, sir? This servant is here to take care of you on His Majesty's orders. If I were to go back, wouldn't that be disobeying the imperial decree?"
Seeing that Yao Ruyi no longer refused, Cui Xiangzhu breathed a sigh of relief, but then he thought about it again. He lowered his head and his eyes darted around as a plan came to mind.
"His Majesty will likely be spending some time in the Imperial Study today. If you have nothing else to do, why don't you go and help His Majesty grind ink?"
"Alright." Yao Ruyi smiled at the person, but as soon as he moved his lips, he felt a discomfort. "Hiss—" He frowned and hurriedly touched it with his hand. He didn't know when his lower lip had swollen up.
It's not serious; you can only feel it when it pulls at the corner of your mouth.
"What's wrong, sir? Are you feeling unwell?" The head eunuch asked with a worried expression. "This old servant will immediately summon the imperial physician." He then called to Xiao Dezi, "Xiao Dezi, hurry—"
"Eunuch Cui! I'm fine." Yao Ruyi reached out to stop him, thinking that he had eaten quite a lot at the banquet last night, and that must have been when he got cut. With his current physical condition, he could easily get cut and bleed if he wasn't careful.
This is just a minor injury, not worth bothering the imperial physician with. "I'll just go to His Majesty's place later to apply some medicine and it'll be fine."
"Ah—okay, okay."
It's good to find His Majesty, it's good to find His Majesty.
"Then let's go now. This old servant will go and make His Majesty a cup of tea."
"good."
There were quite a few imperial guards and eunuchs outside the Imperial Study. Although they stood upright, Yao Ruyi had a feeling that these people were not in their right mind. He glanced at them a few more times, and then felt that he was out of his mind. He turned around and followed Cui Xiangzhu inside.
His voice, hoarse and muffled from a hangover, held the solemnity of a young man straightening his posture: "Your Majesty."
Cui Xiangzhu stepped forward, took the half-empty teacup away, and quietly closed the door again.
"woke up?"
"Hmm, just woke up." He brought the book he had just been reading with him. Even if the emperor didn't need to grind ink, he would still have to find something to do. Just as he sat down on the wooden chair by the window, Yao Ruyi noticed that a piece of calligraphy had been hung on the opposite wall at some point.
"Peace reigns throughout the land, and tranquility prevails in all directions."
It was the calligraphy he had written in Jiangzhou City. His heart stirred slightly, but because his lower lip was slightly swollen, he dared not raise it too much. "Your Majesty, did I write those words?"
Asking a question you already know the answer to.
Gu Huizhou glanced at it, a smile playing on his lips. "No."
“This is clearly my writing.” The “eight” in the phrase “八方宁靖” above is slightly thicker because his hand was unsteady when he dipped the brush in ink, and the brush was soaked with ink, making it difficult to see unless you look closely. “Of course I recognize the characters I have written.”
Her tone was firm, and when she looked up at Gu Huizhou, her eyes were full of displeasure, but she met the man's smiling eyes directly.
Gu Huizhou's smile in court used to be cold, but now it was dazzling. His eyebrows and eyes were like crescent moons, his lips were closed, and the corners of his mouth naturally turned up, letting out a soft laugh.
"If you already know, why ask?"
Yao Ruyi's accusing gaze faltered when she was told what to do, and she panicked, unsure whether it was because her thoughts had been exposed or because she found the person's smile attractive.
He stammered, "...It's nothing."
He would never admit it was because he wanted to hear men say he wrote well.
The moment their eyes met, a different atmosphere arose. Gu Huizhou looked the person over and then stared at the person's slightly swollen lower lip, tracing circles on the roof of his mouth with his tongue. He had tasted the sweetness of the night before, and now his mouth felt empty, as if he wanted something in his mouth.
He asked, "Did Wang Qianshan teach you to write?"
Seeing that there was no shortage of ink in the inkstone, Yao Ruyi remained seated on the wooden chair without moving. Upon hearing this, he picked up his book and said sullenly, "No."
"Did they learn my handwriting?"
The man's eyes swept over the calligraphy on the wall. No wonder it looked familiar; the bold strokes were not much different from his own. He felt a little more satisfied and leisurely looked at Yao Ruyi.
"Yes, I wrote this in the warm pavilion, thinking of the calligraphy His Majesty wrote."
That's honest, though.
Gu Huizhou beckoned, "Come here."
Just as Yao Ruyi stepped forward, he was pulled away. Gu Huizhou stood in front of the table, her chin resting against his ear, her breath tickling his ear. "Mmm—"
"Don't move."
Gu Huizhou pulled her into his arms, his left hand resting on Yao Ruyi's arm, and slowly bent down to rest his head on the corner of the table. He took a calligraphy brush with his right hand and handed it to Yao Ruyi, saying, "Take this."
"Your Majesty, would you like to teach me to write?" A pair of smiling eyes looked back, startling the person behind them.
"Turn around."
What are you looking at? He'll just turn around.
Yao Ruyi turned around, and the emperor leaned over him, pressing his back against him. The two were extremely close, and the heartbeat of the person beside him seemed to be right next to his ear. He blushed suddenly as he leaned against the man's chest. His hand was held by the man, whose fair skin had a cold tinge, yet it was so hot that Yao Ruyi trembled when he grasped it.
"What are you moving?" The man looked like it was all his fault, which made Yao Ruyi feel indignant. He was the one who burned her. She was dissatisfied and twisted her body again.
"Heh." A soft snort, his tone disdainful, and the distance between the two became even closer as Gu Huizhou moved forward again. The man's full chest pressed against Yao Ruyi's back, his breath brushing against her ear, and his voice was hoarse and seductive, "Don't move, watch carefully."
"oh."
Barely managing to stay alert, Yao Ruyi's hand was grasped in someone else's. She watched as Gu Huizhou's well-defined knuckles held her hand, and together they manipulated the Wolf Howl Pen, which moved across the paper like a reclining dragon, pausing and then moving again.
"remote."
"like."
"meaning."
The mushroom-shaped eyes shone with a smile. "My name."
"Hmm," the man replied, but his hands didn't stop moving; he resumed his work.
He felt his grip tighten even more; his hand was completely held captive in the man's grasp. It didn't look like the man was teaching him to write; rather, it looked like the man was writing himself, only holding his hand tightly.
"Your Majesty, it's too tight."
"It's not tight."
How can it not be tight?
Yao Ruyi tried to pull it back but couldn't. His movements didn't affect Gu Huizhou, and three more words were written on the paper.
Yao Ruyi murmured, "Gu Huizhou."
"Um."
The only person who dared to openly call him by his name was this stupid mushroom. Using the emperor's name was a serious matter, but the person in his arms only looked at the characters with shining eyes, saying, "Beautiful."
The person in his arms was like a young man. He had been training his shoulders all day, which made the lines on his shoulders smooth and powerful, but he did not look muscular. Instead, he had a lean and wiry beauty.
Holding the person close to his chest, Gu Huizhou was extremely satisfied.
Having been guided through writing it once, the mycelium clearly remembered the transitions. Yao Ruyi wrote these words exactly the same on the paper, writing "Yao Ruyi" once, and then "Gu Huizhou" several times.
It seems like they have a special fondness for these three words.
After finishing their lesson, the two remained close together. Gu Huizhou looked down at the person in his arms, recalling the wonderful taste of their lips meeting the night before. The man's eyes were dark, and his left hand unconsciously wrapped around the slender waist of the person in his arms.
Her waist was so slender it was almost alluring; one hand could easily encircle a person. Gu Huizhou frowned, wondering where all the food had gone.
"Your Majesty, please don't touch me."
Her waist itched from being touched, and her hand trembled, causing her to write a single character crookedly. Yao Ruyi turned her head, her face full of displeasure, her eyes fixed on Gu Huizhou as if issuing a command.
But this didn't attract the man's attention; his gaze was fixed intently on the lower lip of the person in front of him. That area was still swollen; if properly treated and cared for, it would subside in a day, but if it were sucked and played with again, who knew what would happen?
With a flippant tone and feigned ignorance, he asked, "Yao Ruyi, what happened to your mouth?"
"ah?"
Yao Ruyi suddenly realized that he might have forgotten about it if the emperor hadn't mentioned it. He put down his pen, turned to face the emperor, and gently touched the swelling and pain in his lower lip, his eyes clear. "I don't know either. I must have scratched it after eating too much at the banquet yesterday."
He asked, "Your Majesty, do you have any ointment?"
"A scratch?"
"Hmm, does Your Majesty have any ointment for your wound?"
No one answered his question. The hand on his waist suddenly tightened, and a hint of anger flashed in the man's eyes. He stared intently at the person in his arms and asked, "Yao Ruyi, tell me again how you got the injury on your mouth?"
"From eating?"
If he knew how he got injured, he wouldn't have gotten hurt in the first place. His waist was tightened around her waist, and Yao Ruyi pushed Gu Huizhou's hand away a few times, her eyes innocent. "If Your Majesty doesn't have any ointment, I'll go find Eunuch Cui later and have him take me to the Imperial Hospital to get some."
Gu Huizhou was amused and squinted. "How did you get back yesterday? What did you do when you got back? Why did you change into your undergarments?"
Mushroom frowned, "...I don't remember."
"Don't you remember?"
He nodded. "Hmm, I can't remember."
Okay, very good.
Mushroom was completely confused, but thankfully the hand on his waist was released. He took a few steps away and returned to the wooden chair to read. The two of them fell silent for a moment.
How could he know what had happened to the emperor? So he stopped caring.
Mushroom would look up at the emperor on the table every now and then while reading. The two would exchange glances from time to time, and Yao Ruyi would smile before looking down again.
"His Majesty--"
Cui Xiangzhu pushed open the door and entered. He kept his head down, not daring to look around. After placing the two cups of tea down, he retreated respectfully. But before he could close the door to the Imperial Study, Thirteen happened to come over with a letter. The two smiled and nodded to each other. Thirteen went in and closed the door behind him.
"His Majesty."
Gu Huizhou turned his gaze back. His wrist was already fair, and the jade beads made it look even more warm and smooth, suppressing some of the man's fierceness. The beads made a muffled sound as they hit the corner of the table through his outer robe.
"Um."
"Your Majesty, a letter has arrived from Yuan Liao, the Crown Prince of the Grasslands."
The emperor frowned and took the letter. After reading it briefly, he placed it on the table and said, "Tell the Imperial Household Department to prepare it properly." This time of year was when the grasslands would send tribute, but this year he had been too busy to remember this matter.
After saying that, Gu Huizhou raised his eyes to signal that Thirteen could leave, but saw that the person was still standing in the same place, so he frowned.
Thirteen said, "Your Majesty, I just ran into General Han outside the palace. General Han originally wanted to meet Your Majesty, but the steward told him that the Princess was unwell, so he went back first."
Seeing that the emperor was in a better mood, he finished speaking, "General Han asked me to tell you... to tell the Nineteenth Prince that Miss Han sent some items from Jiangnan, some of which are for the Nineteenth Prince, and asked the Nineteenth Prince to go to the Han residence."
Gu Huizhou clicked his tongue impatiently.
Is it really going to kill them to have something delivered to them?
Yao Ruyi turned to look at Gu Huizhou, then stood up. "Your Majesty, I'm going now."
The man responded coldly, and just as the person was about to leave, he said in a deep voice, "Stop."
"Um?"
A porcelain bottle was thrown over, and Yao Ruyi caught it in a flustered manner with wide eyes. Seeing her panicked state, Thirteen felt a lump in his throat. He only breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that she had the bottle firmly in her hand.
It's a wound ointment.
Yao Ruyi smiled, her eyes crinkling. "Thank you, Your Majesty."
Gu Huizhou sneered, and after the man thanked him, he smiled and walked out. The ink on the paper had completely dried. The two men's characters were not much different, but differences could still be seen. Gu Huizhou's gaze swept over the other characters, which were not quite the same as his own powerful and vigorous writing. They were neat and orderly, just like the way that man did things.
He was originally a law-abiding, stupid mushroom, but now he's also been infected with poison.
After a while.
The emperor folded the paper and set it aside, saying slowly, "It was poisonous to begin with, so what does it have to do with me?"
On the other side.
When Yao Ruyi left the palace, she parted ways with the Thirteenth Prince. The Thirteenth Prince gave her many instructions before letting her go. Yao Ruyi listened patiently, nodding in agreement again and again, her obedient demeanor completely different from when she was in his arms just now.
Seeing that it was getting late, he hurried towards the Han residence. The streets and alleys were quite lively.
The people of the city breathed a sigh of relief thanks to the help of the Wanyou Chamber of Commerce. In addition, news of the improved conditions in the fields of Jiangnan has reached the capital. They are looking forward to a good harvest in their own fields in a few days, and they are even smiling while working.
"I'm looking for General Han."
The guard nodded politely. He had never seen this man before, but he looked like a noble young master. "May I ask who you are, sir...?"
"nineteen."
"I'll go in and inform him. Please wait a moment, young master."
The two guards exchanged a glance. One of them hurried inside to report, while the other smiled and bowed to Yao Ruyi. These two men, though called guards, were overly muscular. Their strong arms made their clothes bulge, and their eyes held a fierce glint when they weren't looking at anyone.
They must be soldiers in the army.
That does suit the name of the General's Mansion.
"Nineteenth Lord." Han Jiqing personally came from the mansion to greet her, his face smiling but his brows furrowed with worry. Yao Ruyi thought of what Thirteen had just said about the Princess's illness, and that he should have brought the imperial physician with him. "General Han, I've come to collect the things that Miss Siwen sent."
"This way, sir."
The title of Grand General Who Protects the Nation has been held by only Han Jiqing in both dynasties. It is really inappropriate for him to call Yao Ruyi "Master". Yao Ruyi followed beside him and said, "General, you can just call me Nineteen".
Fearing that people wouldn't agree, he quickly added, "Miss Siwen calls me that too."
Han Jiqing was taken aback for a moment, then immediately agreed, "Then I'll listen to Nineteen."
"My elder sister didn't send much, but there are plenty of snacks from Jiangzhou City. She thought you might like them, so she brought you a lot." The two talked as they walked through a long corridor. Last time, when Yao Ruyi and Gu Huizhou came to the banquet together, the two of them stayed in a private room and didn't look around much.
Walking through the general's mansion now, one can feel its elegance. There are many flowers and plants planted. The most different thing from the palace is the color of the walls. Without the deep red bricks, it looks much brighter. The courtyard that the two just passed had a fighting arena set up, and there were many spears on the shelf next to it.
The courtyard was so large it could accommodate over a hundred people; it must have been their training ground.
They finally arrived at the main courtyard, where a servant had already prepared tea. Han Jiqing smiled and gestured to the servants, "Nineteen, please sit down. This is something my elder sister asked me to give you."
He handed Yao Ruyi a bundle, which was heavy with pastries and had a letter tucked inside. “Your friends in Jiangzhou City are worried about you, so they asked your elder sister to deliver this to you.”
Looking around, Ruyi saw Qiao Yu and Chen Zhuyue.
"It's troublesome for Miss Siwen," he said, rising to bow respectfully. "Thank you, General Han, and thank you, Miss Siwen."
Han Jiqing quickly helped the person up, saying, "What's going on? We're all friends."
The two smiled and sat down to drink tea. Yao Ruyi drank slowly; he could tell Han Jiqing was anxious. If he stayed there, he wouldn't be able to leave, so it was better for him to finish his tea sooner so he could go see the Princess.
But the tea was freshly brewed and very hot.
"Phew—" He secretly blew on the burn, pretending to take a small sip, and immediately frowned as he was burned. Fortunately, Han Jiqing didn't look this way; his face was full of worry as he watched the butler approach.
"really!"
Han Jiqing's voice was filled with ecstasy. He disregarded everything else and stood up abruptly. He was much taller than the old butler, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up high.
He swallowed several mouthfuls of saliva in a short while, rubbing his hands anxiously.
"General, rest assured, all three physicians have examined you! It's absolutely true!" The old steward beamed, his smile almost reaching his ears.
Han Jiqing strode off, but then remembered Yao Ruyi and turned back, saying, "Lord Nineteen! Please excuse me for a moment. I will return later to apologize!"
"Han—"
Having said that, he ran off without waiting for Yao Ruyi's reply.
Yao Ruyi was left sitting alone in the main courtyard, her face blank. "I can go back first."
But leaving without saying goodbye was not the young master's custom, so Yao Ruyi had no choice but to sit and wait. Now he didn't have to worry about the tea being too hot, and he could drink it slowly.
"This is Qiao Yu's, and this is Chen Zhuyue's."
Yao Ruyi read Qiao Yu's letter first, examining it carefully.
"Seeing this letter is like seeing you in person; I never knew you were from the capital..."
He wrote several pages long, which Yao Ruyi found somewhat confusing, yet he enjoyed reading it nonetheless. He hadn't met Qiao Yu often, but she was a very kind person. They got along like friends.
He glanced at the last few words and muttered to himself, "If you come to the capital, I will certainly treat you with the utmost courtesy."
Compared to Qiao Yu's lengthy account, Chen Zhuyue's was much briefer. He mentioned that he and Xun Yang had recently opened a school, and in just half a month, no fewer than a hundred students had enrolled, keeping them extremely busy. It was only thanks to Siwen's help in finding a larger courtyard and hiring several teachers that they could finally breathe a sigh of relief.
The other teachers were all students preparing for the imperial examinations. With few disagreements, the school was quickly and efficiently established. Chen Zhuyue and Xunyang were the two in charge, but they didn't spend much time together; they mostly talked about Yao Ruyi.
Yao Ruyi chuckled; he did indeed want to go and take a look at Jiangzhou City.
He finished his tea and put the letter away, intending to write to the two of them again when he returned to the palace.
"Nineteen." Han Jiqing was overjoyed. He had practically run from the corridor, and beads of sweat had gathered on his forehead from his anxiety. Even though he was dressed in a civil and military robe, he couldn't hide his restlessness. "I have neglected you today, Nineteen. Shall we return to the palace now?"
"Um."
"Then I'll go with Nineteen."
Yao Ruyi was taken aback. "There's no need to see me off. Is the Princess unwell? I'll tell His Majesty to send the imperial physician to take a look after I return to the palace."
Han Jiqing smiled even more broadly, "I am also going to see His Majesty, may I accompany you?"
The two walked side by side down the corridor as they had come. Han Jiqing, unable to bear Yao Ruyi's calm expression for long, forced himself to remain composed and said, "Xiaoyuan just diagnosed me with pregnancy, and I really couldn't help but say it."
Yao Ruyi smiled too, "It's a joyous occasion!"
"Yes! It's a joyous occasion!"
The two laughed all the way into the palace, and when they arrived, Gu Huizhou was still in the imperial study.
As dusk fell, Han Jiqing hurried to the Imperial Study to meet the Emperor. Yao Ruyi first returned to the Cloud Palace to put her things away, and then turned around to go to the Imperial Study to find Gu Huizhou.
"Your Majesty, I came to tell you this joyous news as soon as possible, how could I leave empty-handed?"
Now that Han Jiqing was overjoyed, he became bolder and actually went to the palace to ask the emperor for a reward. His voice was quite loud, and Cui Xiangzhu outside the door tensed up. The General of the State and the Imperial Princess had a child, and he didn't know whether it was a good thing or a bad thing.
Now that she has a child, the eldest princess should focus more on her child, but it's uncertain whether General Han will show leniency towards her beloved son's maternal grandparents.
What reward do you desire?
Hearing that His Majesty sounded pleased, Cui Xiangzhu looked up and saw Yao Ruyi. "Your Excellency Nineteen, General Han is inside."
"This servant will go in and inform them to you."
Yao Ruyi called out to the person, "No need, I'll wait."
"Alright, alright, please do as you please, sir."
The courtyard outside the Imperial Study was quite large. Yao Ruyi hadn't really looked at this place before, but now it looked exquisite. The peach trees were in full bloom, and the ground was covered with petals. It had just rained in the morning, and the soil felt much wetter than it had been a few days ago.
It tastes good.
Han Jiqing chuckled foolishly, "Your Majesty, I request a name."
Gu Huizhou was taken aback. He asked him to name the child… “As your eldest son, it should be your father who names him.”
Han Jiqing said nonchalantly, "His Majesty's bestowal of a name is a reward, far more precious than gold and silver." He sat on the wooden chair, looking at the man on the high seat. He could clearly see the smile in the man's eyes. "Your Majesty wouldn't let me make this trip for nothing, would you?"
Gu Huizhou sneered, "You just want me to bestow a name upon you?"
"Your Majesty is wise."
Their eyes met, and Gu Huizhou nodded. After a moment, he picked up his pen and slowly wrote two words on the paper.
"Jingchuan."
Peace and tranquility prevail, and all rivers flow freely.
A look of amazement flashed in Han Jiqing's eyes. "Han Jingchuan, thank you, Your Majesty!"
His gaze lingered on the paper, and he grinned foolishly. "Your Majesty's handwriting is truly beautiful," he thought. "It's a good thing Your Majesty didn't make me write it myself."
Gu Huizhou remained silent, then handed the paper to Han Jiqing, saying, "Go back and practice."
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
Han Jiqing held the emperor's calligraphy in her hands, admiring it dearly. Gu Huizhou, seeing this, suddenly frowned and asked, "What did Miss Han send you?"
"The 19th Party Congress made many friends in Jiangzhou City, and this letter came from one of them. My elder sister happened to have sent someone to deliver some odds and ends, so she sent them back to the capital on behalf of the Congress."
Who sent the letter?
Han Jiqing carefully held the paper in his hand. The ink was half-dry; it wouldn't be good if it got smudged. He thought carefully and vaguely remembered a word. He smiled and replied, "One of them seems to be surnamed Qiao."
When he handed the bundle to Yao Ruyi, he noticed the letter on the very top, which bore the surname Qiao.
Gu Huizhou turned his head instantly, startling Han Jiqing. His voice was gloomy, "Qiao Yu?" The man's mind was once again filled with Eleven's words, "That young master's name is Qiao Yu, and he has a fondness for men."
Han Jiqing was surprised that the emperor knew about it, and hurriedly nodded, "It is indeed this person."
His face was extremely gloomy, and Han Jiqing did not see the emperor's expression improve until he left the imperial study.
Upon seeing the man emerge, Cui Xiangzhu stepped forward and said, "General Han, are you returning to your residence? This old servant will arrange a carriage for you."
Han Jiqing nodded, "Thank you, Eunuch Cui."
Yao Ruyi stood to one side. He saw Han Jiqing come out, smile at people, and turn to enter the Imperial Study. However, as soon as he stepped in, he was pulled in and the door slammed shut.
The sound startled the two people outside the door. Han Jiqing frowned, "This..."
"It's nothing, it's nothing," Cui Xiangzhu led the man outside, "General, this way, the carriage is waiting for you!"
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