Chapter 20: Secret Move? Treat People!

  "Despicable!"

  Xia Qi cursed inwardly, but quickly regained her composure.

  Alright, then it's a life contract, so be it!

  Anyway, the one who took the silver was Xia Chuyi, but the one who sold herself was Chu Qi. At worst, she found an opportunity to take the fool far away and live a life of luxury with 500 taels of silver, couldn't she?

  Does she think one IOU can trap her?

  Stupid!

  She leaned in closer, her crescent-shaped eyes curved, and softly teased him.

  "Hey, you're not going to make me attend you in bed, are you?"

  Zhao Zun's eyebrows jumped and he glanced at her, "Look up."

  His voice was extremely magnetic, like that sticky rice leaf stuck on her heart, making her breathing tight.

  "What?"

  His cold eyes narrowed slightly, "Don't you have a mirror? Why don't you take a look at your face?"

  Cheap person! Is she ugly? Can't she become pretty?

  On the seventh day of summer, he gnashed his teeth in anger, but then heard him call out in a cold and low voice.

  "Good luck!"

  As soon as the order was given, the elegant and refined maid Yuè Yù brought in a tray covered with a yellow cloth, bowed respectfully to him, her voice soft.

  "Father, the silver has arrived."

  Zhao You still coldly said, "Give it to Chu Qi."

  "Yes."

  Yuè yù yī yìng shēng ér, tuō pán biàn dì le dào xià chū qī miàn qián.

  Translation:

  The moon was full and the sound of a child's voice responded, and the tray was handed over to Xia Chuqi's face.

  Look at that tray, it's quite big, but the yellow cloth on top hasn't been propped up yet?

  Five hundred taels, isn't it?

  Xia Chuqi lifted up that yellow cloth, took a glance and her mouth was agape.

  "How... how much silver is this?"

  She gave her a glance, Zhao Zun lightly lifted his wide sleeve, and carelessly dipped the ink on the contract to continue writing and painting. The long face that was as handsome as it was resentful had no expression, and his voice was cold and bone-piercing.

  "Six ounces."

  "What's the basis for six taels?" Xia Chuyi's voice rose in anger.

  "If you live to be 100 years old, then you can live for another 85 years. In that case, you'll get 5 taels and 8 cents every year. I'll give you 6 taels, no need to make up the difference."

  "You... damn it, I'm going all out with you!"

  A sense of indignation at being insulted made her almost faint. Temporarily agitated and unable to contain herself, her blood boiling, she suddenly transformed into a sharp little beast, forgetting the ancient woman's survival rule of "pretending to be gentle and foolish to get through life", and pounced on Zhao Zun like lightning, with an aura like an eagle, as if she wanted to bite him to death.

  Alas, however.

  Her head was really too small, her brain only reached the shoulder of others, obviously not an opponent, jumped a few times and only caught his writing hand, biting tightly on the back of his hand.

  "Ah! Grandpa!"

  Yuè Rù and Méi Zǐ were shocked silly.

  How could they have imagined that a woman would dare bite the king?

  Zhao Zun didn't move, his cold eyes fell on her head, wondering what he was thinking.

  Cold! A chill ran through the house.

  It wasn't until the seventh of July that she tasted the blood in her mouth and came to her senses. This was not a modern society ruled by law, but a feudal dynasty where imperial power reigned supreme. And the person she had bitten was still a high-ranking prince who led the army. With a hum, she released her grip on his hand, and with a guilty conscience, she glanced at him, only to see him slowly withdraw his hand, his black eyes as calm as ancient well water, without even a ripple.

  "Indeed, a dog's life."

  Unable to see through his thoughts, Xia Chuqi thought of the two small lives she and Sha'er had, her voice softened, her posture lowered, and her small hand gently stroked his hand, obediently like a kitten. "Grandfather, it's nothing, just a small injury... Hehehe, misunderstanding, purely a misunderstanding..."

  "Next time..." His voice was extremely low and had a hint of inexplicable hoarseness, "I will show no mercy."

  Alas!

  How can you not mind?

  Is there still next time?

  Before she could catch her breath and think clearly, a panting voice suddenly came from outside, "Zheng Er Bao's sharp and shrill voice."

  "Dad! Something's happened!"

  He rushed in like a gust of wind, his forehead covered with cold sweat.

  "Father, it's exploded! It's exploded! The strange thing we sent to the Shenji Camp has exploded and injured people—"

  On the seventh day of summer, I felt a 'thud' in my heart and thought of those treasures I made, feeling even more guilty.

  Unexpectedly, Zhao Zun was not too surprised, and he just waved his hand lightly.

  "Saddle up and go to Shenji Camp."

  Finally, seeing her standing still on the spot, he turned back and frowned, "Keep up!"

  "Oh..."

  Summer begins on the seventh day of the seventh month.

  The king rides a horse, elegant and refined. The little servant runs alongside, pitifully.

  Out of the west gate, Zhao You brought more than a dozen personal soldiers and rushed extremely fast to the Divine Machinery Battalion stationed about three miles east of the post station. Xia Chuyi was still wearing that strange men's clothing with bound legs, following behind Master's horse butt, opening his feet to keep up with his rhythm.

  Sweat had soaked through her collar, and she felt even more stifled.

  But this also reminded her.

  In the future, she still needs to strengthen her physical training, this body is hers alone, why should she suffer this fate?

  As soon as the group entered the camp, they saw hundreds of soldiers waiting on the drill ground, wearing armor and cloaks. It was clear that they had already received news of the prince's arrival and were only waiting for Zhao Jun to appear on horseback before kneeling down in unison to pay their respects with a grand military salute.

  "See King Jin Wang below——"

  Zhao Zhu sat coldly on his horse, with a majestic and elegant posture, exuding an aura of nobility that was overwhelming.

  "Get up."

  "Thank you, Your Excellency!"

  In the midst of the thunderous applause, Xia Chuyi had been sizing up this divine machine army.

  There's a saying that outsiders watch the excitement, while insiders watch the gate. From equipment to discipline, she can be sure that this is a well-disciplined army. In the era of cold weapons, the discipline of an army almost determines its combat effectiveness. It can be seen that Zhao Zilong is not only good-looking, but also has real power in governing the army.

  "Chen Dàniú, how's it going?"

  As soon as his voice fell, a man emerged from the front of the team, tall and sturdy in build, wearing a black armor that shone with cold light, the red tassel on his helmet fluttering in the wind. He came forward, pressed his waist knife, knelt on one knee, and clasped his fists.

  "Your Highness, that guy blew a hole three feet deep and Wu Canjun's leg was blown off."

  He narrowed his eyes slightly, Zhao Zhuo stepped on the stirrup and jumped off the horse. Without looking at Chu Qi, he naturally handed over the reins to her.

  "Go and see where Wu Zan is going."

  Chen Daniu's face turned slightly red with anger, and he bowed again with his fists clenched.

  "Your Highness, it's because I failed in my duty, so I'm willing to accept twenty strokes of the rod."

  Zhao Zun glanced at him lightly and brushed down his clothes with an expressionless face.

  "Lead the way!"

  "Yes!"

  Chen Daniu is a straightforward and honest man. Although he can't recognize many characters, since he joined the army at the age of 15, he has been fearless in battle. Later, he followed Zhao Yun to fight in the south and north, achieved great military merit, and relied on his tiger-like aura to become the left general of the Golden Guard Army.

  "Wooden head."

  Zhao Zun let out a cold snort and walked past him, ignoring his bewildered expression, striding towards the camp tent.

  Xia Zhong Qi followed closely behind him and saw that the surrounding soldiers were all lowering their heads, not daring to look at him straight in the eye, and he couldn't help but feel a pang of sympathy.

  Indeed it is a living Yama.

  Just as he was thinking deeply, Yan Wang suddenly said coldly, "What's the name of that thing?"

  With a slight cough, Xia Chuqi almost choked on her saliva and pressed down on her throat, saying "Father Lei."

  "Pa... Lei?"

  Zhao Zun took a step back, seemingly unclear, and his gaze turned over, "Explain clearly."

  Did you make it clear and tell him clearly?

  "It's just... you know... poop..."

  She let out a stifled snort and her little face twisted in distress.

  Zhao's face suddenly turned black, "Where did you learn it from, is it also passed down from your ancestors?"

  Is she saying it's a homemade weapon taught by Red Stinger instructor?

  That day, she had an ironworker make a device for collecting biogas and extracting the filtrate. The main component of biogas is methane, also known as gas. The power of a gas explosion can easily create a deep pit. What's strange is that she put feces in it, originally intending to disgust Zhao, but unexpectedly harming others instead.

  She curled up the corner of her lower lip, thought for a moment before raising her eyebrows, and in a voice that only he could hear, she bragged.

  "You'd better not say, it's just that I'm a kind-hearted girl, so I used the atomic bomb to greet you. If it were an atomic bomb or a hydrogen bomb... would you dare to bully me? What is an atomic bomb, do you know?"

  His eyes were stern and cold, but his face was full of question marks.

  Feeling pleased with himself, Xia Qiuyu blinked his eyes on the seventh day of summer and said with a sneer, "What a pity, with your intelligence quotient, it's probably very difficult for you to understand."

  Zhao Zhu's face sank, "I'll deal with you later."

  Jin Wei Jun's military discipline was strict and he also placed great importance on medical care for his troops. The Shen Ji Ying alone had two doctors assigned to it.

  Several people entered the account, only to see a man lying on a bed frame, his whole body dirty and messy like someone had poured feces on him. The room also had an indescribable smell of feces that made people frown, but they didn't dare cover their noses in front of Wang Ye for fear of losing their composure.

  The whole house is filled with foul air, but Zhao Zhuo remains dignified and noble.

  He paused for a moment, then looked at Xia Chuqi with his hands behind his back.

  "Go take a look at how his leg injury is."

  Xia Chuqi was stunned for a moment before responding obediently, "Yes."

  She hadn't expected Zhao Zhu to let her take a look at the injury, but putting aside the fact that she was a doctor herself, just talking about the fact that the explosive rice ball was something she had made herself, and now it had hurt innocent people and even blown off someone's leg, she couldn't help feeling a little guilty.

  She examined the patient's leg and slowly pressed upwards, "Is it painful here?"

  "Uggghhh... Ah..." The man groaned softly, "It hurts."

  The moment I heard the moaning sound, Xia Chui almost screamed.

  This Wu Canjun was actually one of those who had a gay encounter in the horse stable that night.

  She suddenly turned her head to look at Zhao Zhu, but that person's face was as usual, cold and severe, seemingly not having noticed at all that his general had betrayed him.

  But she suddenly felt——

  She knew he must know.

  Even if he didn't find it convenient to take overt action, he deliberately made a covert move.

  Also warned her not to betray.

  Digression

  These days, the number of words I've been posting hasn't been small... Girls, is your No. 2 treasure super cute?

  Ugh, selling cuteness is so nauseating, hahaha.

  Chen Daniu (kneeling): Report, report to Master Jin, can you give me a more dignified name?

  Two Jins (already equipped): Give an example and listen?

  Chen Daniu (dizzy with stars): Ye Fei Li, Hua Wu Que, Nan Yue Bai...

  Second Brocade (glaring): General Chen, can you recognize these characters? Never mind, since you look decent, I'll grant your wish and find a knowledgeable wife for you today.