Chapter 14: A Small Trick, a Great Universe!

  The intestines were almost regretful on the seventh day of summer.

  Will it be necessary for a bloody case to occur because of five taels of silver?

  Go? Not go? Run? Not run? Want money? Don't want money?

  Her mind was a tangled mess of threads, on the one hand thinking that her former master had not been unkind to her, and on the other feeling that going to see Red Trousers now would be like jumping into a trap, and then there was also the temptation of eighty taels of silver.

  Tortured! Her heart and soul are in agony.

  She made an excuse to enter the small house where she lived, carefully rearranged her appearance in front of the mirror, and after ensuring that she looked safe, she repeatedly practiced her mouth shape and pronunciation several times, and her confidence swelled up again.

  From Qinggang County town to the post station was some distance away, but after taking Old Sun's horse-drawn carriage, it only took a moment.

  The city gate of the relay station, the sentry stood upright and straight, with strict checks on entry and exit. It was fortunate that I found that dog hole on the seventh day of summer - otherwise, the body might have been eaten by insects.

  In the post station, the soldiers and officers were getting familiar with each other. Gu A'jiao was arranged to stay in the post house courtyard, while Xia Chuyi followed Old Sun from the post office to Zhao Zhu's residence at Beibei Yu Huang Ge. Old Sun went in alone to report back. Not long after, Zheng Erbao came out with him, her sharp and delicate voice with a hint of softness was very captivating, and when looking at her, her eyes were quite complex.

  "Come with me."

  They didn't stop until they reached the warm pavilion.

  The light in the warm pavilion was not very good, and the lamp was still lit in the daytime, which made Xia Chuyi feel a bit more at ease.

  Behind an old-fashioned, long planter stood a soft couch inlaid with carved rosewood, against the window. The man's head rested on the cushion, his legs stacked on top of each other, his posture relaxed and leisurely, his expression carefree, holding a book quietly reading, without revealing any signs of "overthinking" as Lao Sun had said, which made her doubt the importance of that little golden tiger once again.

  "Grandpa, Dr. Sun said the massage boy is here."

  Zhao Zun didn't raise his head, his voice was light and faint, "Mm."

  He didn't even bother to respond? Xia's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, fell again.

  Zheng Er Bao sent Mei Zi Duan to bring over a fragrant soup, she carefully washed her hands and then cautiously walked to the back of the soft couch to prepare to massage that old man's supposedly very painful head, but only after walking over did she discover there wasn't even a stool.

  That is to say, can only stand now.

  She endured silently.

  She put the handmade comb on his head, and he inadvertently raised his head, stunned.

  On the bookcase in front of him was placed an old-fashioned thread-bound "Qingnangshu".

  This this this......

  Too unexpected! Too surprising!

  She had heard that this book was the culmination of Hua Tuo's life experience, almost a comprehensive encyclopedia of his medical knowledge and experience. The "Qing Nang Shu" had been lost for ages, and she never expected to see it here today.

  The love of a foolish doctor!

  Her gaze was fixed on it, and she felt that the three words on the cover were infinitely expanding, tempting her...

  "Still need me to teach you?"

  "It's okay."

  In a voice that was barely audible, Xia Qi said, "Alright," and then used both palms to wipe his forehead from left to right several times, before moving along his temples from front to back, passing by the sunken spot and wiping towards the sides of his temples, repeating the motion.

  "Hmm..."

  He let out a low moan, whether in comfort or pain.

  Xia Chuqi's ears buzzed at that sultry and charming voice.

  She wasn't someone who had never massaged others or heard such voices before, but why did this cheap person's words make her feel so seduced?

  Calm down! Compose yourself! He's just a handsome humanoid wolf!

  She successfully hypnotized herself, she curled up her lip and began to observe this guy at close range.

  What kind of person is he after all?

  The first time by the Qingling River, he was like an eagle, cold and ruthless, not even making a sound when his bone was scraped off with a hot knife, but he still swindled her out of her medical expenses.

  For the second time on the post road, he was like a tiger, majestic and powerful. With just a few light words, he had Fan Shi's father and daughter neatly wrapped up, and also humiliated her.

  For the third time in the dark hut, he was like a wolf, ferocious and cruel, his outstretched claws seemed to want to tear her apart.

  But at this moment, he was like a cat, lazy and luxurious, with an air of nobility...

  Is it possible to train this guy into a good dog?

  Every time he sees her, he wags his tail, sticks out his tongue and yells "good master"…

  Subconsciously imagining Zhao Zun turning into a small dog wagging its tail and begging pitifully, Xia Chuqi unknowingly curled up the corners of her lips.

  "Haven't eaten?"

  A faint voice with a chilling tone reached her ears, breaking her sweet dream.

  Drop dead!

  She served him attentively, slightly moving his head and increasing her strength.

  Time passed by quietly, and he was still fully focused on his book. Xia Qi couldn't help but feel curious.

  It is said that the books a person likes to read represent their taste, and it seems that the high and mighty Prince of Jin can become so engrossed in this book, it must be quite extraordinary.

  She narrowed her eyes slightly and took advantage of his downward pressure to stretch her head out to see the content of his book page.

  "But all he saw was the woman reclining on the couch, her belly bulging with two spring peaches, a small red mouth, and two delicate hands, as she savored the fragrance. In the soft light, watching her movements, coming and going, that gentle voice, that silky scent... He thought to himself: The way of a wife is to make her husband's soul take flight..."

  Pfft!

  One of them couldn't help it, Xia Qi's voice came out with a half-laugh, and then he swallowed it back.

  She originally thought he was reading some serious book, who would have thought it was actually this kind of erotic novel?

  It's all over!

  As expected, Zhao Zhen finished writing and looked up with a sideways glance.

  "Can the little one recognize characters?"

  She shivered and choked back her voice, "A little... I know a few."

  He gave a slight "hmm" and glanced at her with an air of seeming to understand, as if he had grasped the same hobby as a fellow man, and didn't make things difficult for her. He then seriously delved back into his book.

  Despicable person! Hypocrite! It turns out that being noble and elegant was all just an act.

  Two people, one pressing and the other looking, fell silent. The one reading the little yellow book was so engrossed that he lost track of time, but Xia Zhongqi's pressing had made his hands tired and his feet soft, and he would have liked to strangle him to death. However, when they came in, Zheng Erbao had instructed them that eighty taels were not easily earned, and unless the king called a halt, she could not stop, otherwise she wouldn't get a single coin.

  For the sake of money, she endured again!

  However, people can endure, but their stomachs cannot.

  It started protesting with a "gurgling" sound just after noon.

  "Are you hungry?"

  He didn't know what he meant and asked faintly.

  It was just Xia's seventh summer, and her eyes were brimming with tears. "Mmm, I... am hungry."

  With a nod of seeming concern, Zhao Zhu finally put down his little yellow notebook and shouted out to set up the meal.

  "Stop for a moment and have dinner first."

  What a good person!

  On the seventh day of summer, I put down my sour hands and let out a long sigh.

  "Do you like that book?"

  Which book?

  Like his little yellow book, which is at a level of yellow grade, in modern times it can't even reach B-level, what interest can she produce?

  She was about to shake her head when she saw his venerable hand pointing at the "Qing Nang Book" on the bookcase.

  Boom! Boom!

  Her heart beats faster, capillaries are shouting - I want! I want! I must have it!

  But would this cheap person be so kind?

  A stiff yet seemingly warm and fragrant large hand stretched out.

  What she held in her hands was exactly what she had been longing for - "The Green Bag Book".

  The ancestor board! On the seventh day of summer, the eyes of the child turned into mosquito coils, took a deep breath and stretched out his hand.

  "Thank you for your reward——"

  "No need, eighty taels."

  Ah, what? A sweet and fishy taste suddenly emerged in her throat.

  "Really?!"

  A cold voice similar to that of Lengzi, with a terrifying and intimidating magical power, made her feel the feudal society's hierarchy of nobility and inferiority that could take lives at any moment.

  Alright, eighty taels for a copy of "The Blue Cloak", it's worth it. Let's just say she got away with petting a dog today.

  She took the book with a mixture of resentment and gratitude.

  "Thank you for your concern, Your Highness..."

  With the texture of ink fragrance, she was overjoyed as if she had obtained a treasure, and eagerly turned to the first page.

  The next moment, she widened her eyes, and the sweet and fishy smell in her throat became stronger.

  She couldn't recognize a single character on the book.

  Eighty taels spent on a heavenly book, in an era without dictionaries, isn't it like throwing money into the water?

  All he heard was the man's calm voice, "This book was bought by me when I passed through Chuanwei, at an old bookstore for ten taels of silver..."

  Adding fuel to the fire! Xia Zhong Qi suddenly felt a blackout in front of him.

  Will it hurt? It will indeed pierce through the stomach...