Chapter 13: Chosen Son of God, I am tired, please kneel down and pay your respects.
However, this thought only flashed through my mind.
At Liu Ziye's strong request, the system finally appeared. At this time, she was negotiating with the system. If it weren't for her belly protesting, she really didn't have the time to think about anything else.
"Your Excellency, you're incredibly busy. More than half an hour has already passed since I requested to speak with you. Didn't you say you'd always prioritize my requests and needs? Is that true?"
In his previous life, Liu Ziye was a very polite person. He would never be rude or even lose control of his emotions to the person who controlled his destiny.
She remains well-behaved, respectful, and smiles decently, so that the caregivers, leaders, and celebrities who visit the welfare home, who control her survival resources and determine the quality of her life, can all see that this child, who is in poor health and cannot be sent out for adoption, at least never causes trouble and can become a sign that the children of the welfare home are well cared for and educated.
On the surface, it has always been like this.
But at this time, she was extremely angry about the system's concealment of key information.
The yin and yang in her words are her only outlet to vent the magma in her heart.
"Oh, sorry host, I kept you waiting."
"Host, rest assured. I mean what I say. When it comes to handling priorities, you are indeed ranked first! Not only now, but also in the future during your mission. You must not doubt this, host!"
The system seemed to be aware of its fault, but its repeated assurances about the priority of the process did not sound false.
Liu Ziye stopped asking questions and went straight to the point that concerned her most: "Why are my points still being deducted? Such important information, why didn't you, as a system, tell me at the beginning of the mission? Deducting 100 points, are you kidding me, as a system?"
"How much risk is there of having points deducted like this? Could you, the honorable system, tell us all at once?"
"Host, don't be anxious..."
"Not anxious? I only have fifteen days of life left. Ten days will be directly deducted from this negative point deduction. If you can be calm, what's the problem?"
"I'm anxious, I'm really anxious for you, host. As a system, I also hope that you can successfully complete the task."
"The rule of point deduction is part of the underlying operating logic of this Emperor Development System. Although I call myself the system, I am only the system administrator. I cannot touch or modify this underlying operating program."
"Does that mean I'll still be faced with this time bomb of points deduction from time to time? The incident with the Fu family's only son stems from the pit set by the original owner's past actions. So, will similar incidents occur again? I need the system to give you a clear explanation, otherwise, there's no chance of completing this mission."
"If what you said about your hope that I can successfully complete the task is true, then shouldn't you also try your best to fulfill this most basic request of mine?"
"Um, host, wait a moment."
"Not really. I just did some calculations, and the points deductions are basically due to sudden, uncontrollable events. These uncontrollable events can be either planted before the host completes the journey, such as the imprisonment of the Fu family's only son this time, or new events that arise later in the evolution of the world line and seriously threaten the host's execution of the main mission."
"As for the first category, I have just conducted a comprehensive search of the original world line information. Apart from the incident involving the only son of the Fu family, there are no other incidents. Host, you can rest assured on this point!"
"The second type of new events cannot be predicted in advance. It all depends on how this world line will evolve. But host, if it is this type of new event, the rule of points deduction is not necessarily a bad thing. On the contrary, it can serve as an early warning, right?"
After confirming that there were no other traps left by the original owner except for the only son of the Fu family, Liu Ziye relaxed his tense nerves a little.
She exhaled slowly: "Okay."
It’s not that she is easy to negotiate with, but the current system seems to have only this much capability.
Precognition, understanding the trajectory of events in the original worldline, was already a form of precognition. As for the fact that after traveling back in time, I had changed the original owner's death, could this have been the starting point, the flicker of a butterfly's wings? Who could know?
"Regarding the matter of the Fu family's only son, does the system know how to best handle it?"
"Uh... well, regarding the execution of the mission, as a system, I can't provide you with specific guidance. This is also one of the underlying operating rules of the system."
Liu Ziye sneered in his heart.
She then asked, "If I become emperor, will all the subjects of the Great Zhou Dynasty have to pay their respects to me?"
"Of course! It's not just a formality. The entire Zhou Dynasty, whether it's its territory, products, or even its people, is a treasure controlled by you, the host!"
"Oh, what about you? What will you be then? Will you also be my property or my subject?"
"I... maybe I am still a system. Maybe I have disappeared from your perspective as a host."
"Alas, but this mission is too difficult. All this wealth and status is so far away from me." Liu Ziye sighed, looking very sad, and his mood became depressed. "System, can't you just act as my subject for a while and satisfy my fantasy?"
"ah?"
The system was obviously surprised by Liu Ziye's request.
"How do you want me to be your people?"
"Let's start with the formalities, shall we? It's just some verbal formalities and won't affect our cooperative relationship at all."
"This... I've never done this before."
Liu Ziye's voice lowered, and he said slowly: "But I really don't know if I can hold on any longer. Otherwise, I'd better give up..."
"No, no, no, host, you can't give up!"
"You are the chosen one, you are the optimal solution determined by the system's algorithm! You can't give up!"
"Salute, huh? That's easy! I can do it!"
"real?"
Liu Ziye seemed to be somewhat delighted, with an upward tone at the end of his voice, filled with uncontrollable surprise and anticipation.
"Really!" the system guaranteed.
"Okay, let's stop here for today. I'm tired. Please kneel down and pay your respects."
"I will take my leave."
The system immediately responded with a respectful and solemn voice, simulating a series of kneeling and bowing sounds, and the rubbing of clothes.
After his sea of consciousness returned to silence, the joy and relief on Liu Ziye's face suddenly turned into a sneer.
This system administrator has a problem.
She was just testing the waters. The system was obviously more anxious than she was about giving up the task.
It now seemed that what the system administrator said it couldn't do was true. The basic world line information that had been passed to her should also be fine.
As for the others, it’s not certain.
Liu Ziye stood up and opened the wooden door of the study. The old housekeeper asked Xiying to guard the door.
Seeing that the young marquis had finally finished his self-reflection and was willing to open the door and come out, Xiying was immediately delighted: "Young marquis! Young marquis, you're finally out! Why are you tormenting yourself so much? That's all because of the bad things you did in the past, right?"
"How is that person now?" Liu Ziye asked.
"Oh, everything has been arranged. Seeing you so self-reflective and self-hardening, the old housekeeper insisted on not eating lunch as you did to show his atonement after he returned. He also personally arranged to place this young man in his own courtyard and live in the main house. He invited the best doctor in Yucheng, and he himself took care of him every step of the way whenever he was free. The doctor said that the patient was very weak and needed to be nursed slowly and carefully before he could get better and the damaged foundation could be gradually repaired. This young man woke up once in the middle, and he seemed to be not very conscious. He had great difficulty speaking, and he had no idea why he was in our marquis's mansion." Xiying told Bingwan the situation in a leisurely manner.
Liu Ziye thought to himself, after being locked up like this for two months, half-dead and unconscious, it was normal for him to lose consciousness for a few days.
Fortunately, the health of the only son of the Fu family could still be saved, and there was hope that he could recover during the holidays. He felt a little relieved: "Okay, come with me to take a look."
Then he suddenly realized something and asked in confusion: "When did I say I didn't want to eat?"
So you guys just watched me starve and didn’t even send me anything!
I want to eat, but no one of you can bring it to me!
This former prince of a royal palace, now a marquis, has to order his own meals at mealtime before he can eat?
Xiying was startled: "Huh??"
"Get me something to eat first. I'm starving. Also, please invite Mr. Du over." Liu Ziye waved his hand.
"Oh, oh, all right!"
Xiying quickly responded and trotted towards the kitchen of the Marquis' Mansion.
The young marquis still cares about his reputation!
He has locked himself in the study where he used to be unable to stay for even a quarter of an hour, yet he still refuses to admit that he is torturing himself.
After all, what the young marquis did in the past was indeed too immoral.
It’s a bit embarrassing to ask the young marquis to admit it himself now, he understands it all!
The young marquis has really changed completely now.
Not only did he call him Mr. Du all the time, but he also said "please" respectfully every three sentences.
As the young marquis's only personal guard now, I have to keep up with the young marquis's transformation!
Liu Ziye turned around and returned to the study, completely unaware of what his personal guard Xizhao was thinking about.
Right now, what she is worried about is what to do about the Fu family issue.
Also, if there is really no room for recovery in this matter and it causes hostility with the Fu family, is it possible for the things she asked Du Hui to organize to be successfully implemented within fifteen days without going through the Fu family?
In a short while, Du Hui arrived calmly.
"Young Marquis." Du Hui saluted.
He saw him casually having his lunch on a desk without any paperwork on it.
A bowl of corn rice produced locally in Xiguan, two meat dishes and one vegetable dish, three dishes, each dish is only a small plate.
All things added together, the amount is just enough for one person to use up completely and still be full.
Du Hui was so shocked that his eyebrows raised high, and he stood there in a daze, unable to speak.
When he came just now, he had already heard Xiying tell him clearly how the young marquis was self-reflective. Now he saw the young marquis prepare a temporary and simple meal carefully and seriously, as if he cherished every grain and vegetable.
In the past, any dish that was not prepared according to his requirements would not be used, and everyone in the palace would be frugal in preparing a full table of meals for him.
If he gets unhappy, he might even overturn the table and ruin everything completely.
Out of habit, Liu Ziye is always very focused when eating and will not talk while eating.
She didn't notice Du Hui's expression, and just replied briefly, indicating that he should go ahead and wait for her for a while.
Then he temporarily turned his attention back to the food in front of him.
She ate meticulously, picking up vegetables with one chopstick and rice with one spoonful, being very careful not to spill any food. However, she was quite fast, and in a short while, she had finished a bowl of rice and three dishes of vegetables.
Of course, if you ignore the few chopped green onions and garlic slices left on the plate for seasoning.
In her previous life, she endured the nausea and ate it for more than ten years, but now, she no longer has to.
But this degree was enough to shock Du Hui from head to toe, inside and out, for dozens of times!
After Liu Ziye finished his meal, he took a towel to wipe his hands and rinse his mouth, then looked up to find Du Hui.
Unexpectedly, Du Hui was standing right where he had been since he entered the room, not moving a step. In fact, he was just standing there, staring at him blankly.
Looking more closely, I met a pair of eyes filled with tears.
Liu Ziye: ...
She looked at her plate absentmindedly, and then thought carefully about the dishes she had just eaten.
It seems that there is nothing with a strong smell that can stimulate the tear glands!
"Young Marquis is really... really..."
Du Hui's voice was hoarse, and he tried hard to control his out-of-control emotions. He didn't want to lose his composure again and again in front of the young marquis.
In the end, all the emotions were reduced to one sentence: "If the old prince knew, he would surely rest in peace!"
Now, there is nothing Liu Ziye doesn't understand.
However, she could understand the difference between herself and the original owner, and the shock it would bring to the people in the palace, but she could not understand Du Hui's deep feelings for the old prince.
To her, the King of Xiguan was just an unsuccessful character in the stories she had heard.
There is no emotion at all.
She put away her handkerchief, stood up calmly and returned to her seat for the meeting.
Then he said, "Mr. Du, please sit down."
"well."
Although Du Hui was a little disappointed with Liu Ziye's reaction when he mentioned the old prince, how could he not be satisfied with such a great marquis and still expect perfection?
"The man imprisoned in our mansion is Fu Zhen'er, the only son of the head of the Yucheng Fu clan."
Liu Ziye took the initiative to be honest.
Sure enough, Du Hui's expression immediately became serious when he heard this: "It's actually him?"
This is not a very easy thing to do.
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