Day: August 27, 2024

Chapter 7

       After Qian Xiaoke escaped back home, he circled this day on the calendar with a red pen.

       It was really a thrilling day. No matter what, it was worth commemorating it a little.

       He lay on the bed, holding his big rabbit doll, not knowing whether to cry or laugh.

       It was past ten o’clock in the evening. Qian Xiaoke was still wearing Jiang Tongyan’s clothes. He turned over in bed and let the big rabbit doll lie on his belly.

       He thought about it for a while, then took out his mobile phone to search: How to treat impotence?

       Almost at the same time, Jiang Tongyan, who was waiting to board the plane, also took his mobile phone and typed a few words in the search bar: How to treat impotence?

       Although they didn’t want to admit it, the two people who were not together still had a tacit understanding.

       Qian Xiaoke fell asleep while searching, and Jiang Tongyan became anxious while searching.

       Life was hard, and Jiang Tongyan felt that his life had been ruined.

       After a drunken and dreamy weekend, Qian Xiaoke got up on Monday morning with full energy, packed his things and went to work.

       As usual, he bought an egg-filled pancake with eggs and sausages at the breakfast stall near his home and ate it while walking to the subway station. When he arrived outside the subway station, he had just finished eating.

       He threw away the trash, wiped his mouth, and walked into the subway station with a sense of satisfaction.

       On Monday mornings, the subway was so crowded that a person could die. Every time at this time, Qian Xiaoke imagined himself as a sausage, and the more he thought about it, the hungrier he became.

       He arrived at the company quite early, and after clocking in, he began to clean up his workstation.

       As a company receptionist, Qian Xiaoke had always been diligent and conscientious. Basically, he was the first to arrive at the company four days a week.

       He said, “The front desk is very important. I am the face of our company.”

       As the face of the company, he was responsible for not only receiving visiting guests and answering consultation calls but also receiving and sending express deliveries from colleagues. It was really a heavy responsibility!

       Although the company’s front desk job sounds like one with little technical content and a low salary, Qian Xiaoke loves his job and said in front of everyone at last year’s annual meeting, “As long as Mr. Cheng doesn’t mind, I will be our company’s front desk for the rest of my life!”

       The career plan was very clear.

       He was a good young man.

       Colleagues arrived one after another, and everyone got to work.

       On Monday morning, Qian Xiaoke was very busy, mainly distributing express deliveries to colleagues and thinking about what takeaway to order for lunch when it was close to lunch break. Finally, after the express deliveries were distributed and the takeaways were ordered, he began to lose his mind and vaguely remembered that man.

       That was, the man who took away half of his virginity.

       What was his name…

       Qian Xiaoke really had no impression. His mind was full of the words ‘Shen Huiming’, but it was obvious that the other party was not called by this name. It seemed that he had some problems with the man named Shen Huiming.

       Qian Xiaoke recalled that he had to admit that he was quite delighted before the other party withered.

       If everything could go smoothly at that time…

       “Cheng Sen’s express.”

       The voice of the courier interrupted Qian Xiaoke’s wandering.

       “Okay, thank you.”

       After sending the courier away, Qian Xiaoke ran to Cheng Sen’s office, knocked on the door, and said obediently, “Mr. Cheng, there is your express.”

       Cheng Sen asked him to bring it in, “Who sent it?”

       Qian Xiaoke walked to the office while looking at the sender’s information, “Jiang Tongyan…”

       “Tongyan?” Cheng Sen didn’t know what had happened between them before, and Qian Xiaoke didn’t know Jiang Tongyan’s name, so neither of them realised what this delivery meant at this moment.

       Cheng Sen took the express from Qian Xiaoke and opened it.

       “Qian Xiaoke?”

       Cheng Sen made a puzzled sound.

       At this time, Qian Xiaoke had already walked to the door, ready to return to his post, but suddenly heard the boss calling him and immediately turned around, “Yeah, Mr. Cheng, what’s up?”

       Cheng Sen held Qian Xiaoke’s ID card in his hand and said, “Why is your ID card here with Tongyan?”

       “Huh?” Qian Xiaoke was stunned, “What?”

       He walked back blankly and took the ID card handed over by Cheng Sen.

       The moment he saw his ID card, he suddenly remembered that the guy had taken it when he went out to eat with someone yesterday and never gave it back to him!

       “Ah!” Qian Xiaoke exclaimed.

       Cheng Sen was startled by him, “Did someone step on your tail?”

       Qian Xiaoke smiled awkwardly, “No, no, it was an accident.”

       More than just a tail.

       It was not just as simple as being stepped on by someone.

       Qian Xiaoke suddenly felt something was wrong. How did that guy know that he worked in Cheng Sen’s company? Moreover, he sent his ID card directly to Cheng Sen!

       The clever Qian Xiaoke smelled a hint of conspiracy.

       He suddenly felt a little desperate and felt that something was wrong.

       That guy must be trying to take revenge on him, even extending his sinful hand to his workplace!

       Qian Xiaoke would never allow his career to be ruined!

       “Jiang Tongyan…” Qian Xiaoke muttered thoughtfully.

       “How did your ID card end up with Tongyan?”

       “Ahahaha,” Qian Xiaoke suddenly had an idea, “Mr. Jiang is really a good man who returns lost property. It was Zhou Mo ge’s birthday, and I had a bit too much to drink. My ID might have fallen out, and Mr. Jiang found it.”

       Cheng Sen thought his statement was possible, but Qian Xiaoke’s expression didn’t seem to indicate that he was telling the truth.

       However, he didn’t like to pry into people’s privacy, so he waved his hand, meaning he could return.

       “Mr. Cheng,” Qian Xiaoke asked devoutly, holding his ID card with both hands, “Where does Mr. Jiang work? He found my ID card and gave it back to me. I want to thank him.”

       Thank him?

       Qian Xiaoke sneered in his heart: This is called an eye for an eye. You, Jiang Tongyan, have reached into my workplace to threaten me, so don’t blame me for using the same method to deal with you!

       “He went back to New York yesterday.” Cheng Sen was a little surprised. According to his understanding, Qian Xiaoke was a very stingy person, yet he actually took the initiative to treat people to a meal. There was something fishy about this.

       “New York?”

       “Yes,” Cheng Sen smiled, “but there is no rush if you want to treat him to a meal.”

       “What do you mean?” Qian Xiaoke asked, “Mr. Cheng, are you going to send me on a business trip to New York?”

       Then I have to hurry up to apply for a passport and visa!

       “No.”

       …Oh, I really thought too much. Qian Xiaoke was a little disappointed.

       But that’s right. Why would they send a company receptionist to New York? Or send and receive express delivery? Or a marriage?

       “He should return to China in a while, and you can treat him to a few meals when you want.”

       Return?

       Qian Xiaoke was relieved after knowing that Jiang Tongyan was in the United States. Why was he coming back?

       Is he coming back to hunt him down?

       Chasing him to take responsibility for his impotence?

       “What’s wrong with you?” Cheng Sen looked at Qian Xiaoke, whose eyes were almost popping out, and smiled, “Just kidding, he won’t care about these things, so there’s no need to treat him to a meal.”

       “You mean he won’t come back?”

       “No,” Cheng Sen looked at him. He should come back. I just said he wouldn’t mind whether you treated him to a meal.”

       The next second, Qian Xiaoke’s face was full of grief.

       Cheng Sen couldn’t help but ask, “You and him… have something to hide from me?”

       “No!” Qian Xiaoke immediately stood up straight, as if making a declaration, and said to Cheng Sen, “He and I are innocent!”

       Cheng Sen looked at him and smiled meaningfully.

       Ah… Innocent, huh…


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Chapter 6

       One of the things that Qian Xiaoke and Jiang Tongyan had agreed on the most so far was that they both left the hotel with the mindset of running fast.

       Qian Xiaoke: Run fast, run fast, don’t get caught up!

       He wore clothes and pants that were one size too big. He trotted and pushed open the hotel door, rushing into the night. He hurriedly asked the uncle passing by outside about the direction of the subway station as if he were running for his life and continued to trot, wishing to get home immediately.

       The uncle, who was stopped to ask for directions, looked back at him and shouted behind him, “Young man! Did someone beat you? You still have to call the police if you meet a bad guy!”

       Qian Xiaoke was almost tripped by the uncle’s words. He turned back to thank him and said, “Thank you, uncle. No, no, no bad guy. I just miss home and want to go home quickly!”

       Qian Xiaoke thought that that if he had to say who the bad guy was, it might be him. After all, it was his words that made the man impotent.

       However, this guilt only lasted for a few seconds, and Qian Xiaoke soon forgot that this matter was caused by him.

       As he ran, he thought to himself, as the saying goes, you could know someone’s face, but not their heart!

       Qian Xiaoke turned his clever little head and simply modified this sentence for his own use—you could know a person’s face but not his body.

       That man was tall, handsome, and had a sexy voice—a top-tier specimen of perfection. He could make any delicate, eager bottom drool a ton.

       But who would have thought that he was not good in that aspect?

       It was really a pity.

       It was a waste of natural resources.

       Qian Xiaoke thought with great regret while sitting on the subway: It was a pity, it was really a pity. However, this incident also proved that God really didn’t have selfish intentions for anyone. Everyone in this world was like an apple that God had taken a bite out of—it’s just that the bite marks were in different places. This had been proven true.

       For example, someone like Qian Xiaoke, someone who was good at everything, but he was poor.

       Another example was that handsome guy; he had good looks and money, but he could wither just like that.

       Life was indeed fair.

       Qian Xiaoke sighed for a long time, not knowing whether to be happy or sad.

       To be honest, he actually liked this person. What was that person’s name? He felt like he didn’t ask.

       But it didn’t matter; they wouldn’t have any more stories.

       Before the ‘accident’ happened, he really liked this person—mostly in a superficial way, based on looks and body. But liking someone wasn’t enough to sustain a relationship. Sexual harmony between a couple is extremely important!

       After this, Qian Xiaoke finally understood why his butt didn’t hurt at all after a night.

       Everything began to make sense.

       He sat on the subway and mourned for his half-lost virginity and also mourned for the handsome guy.

       What joy was there in life, and what sorrow was there in death!

       Qian Xiaoke couldn’t help but put his hands together, close his eyes, and pray devoutly that he and the handsome guy would never meet again from now on.

       And the rejected Jiang Tongyan, with anger and resentment, left the hotel with his suitcase, got in the car, and went to the airport.

       This trip back home was not a happy one. Although the work went smoothly, it was better not to mention his personal life.

       His grandparents were old. Five years ago, the two old people returned to China from the United States to settle down following the principle of ‘returning to their roots’, but they always missed him. He admitted that he also missed the two old people, and he had thought before that he might as well return to China to work and be with the old people to show his filial piety.

       His parents were so busy that he had not seen them since he was a child. He had been with his grandparents since he was a child. Now that the two old people need him, he should accompany them.

       Initially, he had started to plan this, but because of this experience, Jiang Tongyan was a little scared again. He felt that it would be better for him to break off his relationship with this sad place completely. He was very worried that he would think of the nightmare scene today with every step he took in the future.

       Jiang Tongyan was worried on the way to the airport. He was not worried about anything else, but what if he couldn’t get hard in the future?

       Miscalculation.

       Retribution.

       He shouldn’t have thought about doing that with that kid at all!

       Jiang Tongyan regretted it now.

       The heartbroken Jiang Tongyan arrived at the airport just in time to check-in.

       He went over, took out his passport and handed it to the staff.

       “Hello, sir; please keep your ID card.”

       ID card?

       Jiang Tongyan was confused. He had been abroad since he was a child and did not have a domestic ID card at all. He used his passport to go back and forth. Where did the ID card come from?

       He leaned over to take a look and then almost fainted at the airport.

       It was Qian Xiaoke’s ID card, which he had taken away when he went to see Shen Huiming before to prevent Qian Xiaoke from stealing his things.

       He actually forgot to return the ID card.

       Jiang Tongyan looked at the ID card carefully until he finished the formalities, took out his mobile phone and called Cheng Sen.

       “Are you at the airport?” Cheng Sen wanted to send Jiang Tongyan off but was rejected.

       The current Jiang Tongyan didn’t want to see anyone.

       “Well,” Jiang Tongyan said, “I want to ask you something.”

       “I have sent you the details of the contract. You can take a good look at it and think about it when you go back.”

       This time, Jiang Tongyan returned to China not only for a project with Cheng Sen, but also to seriously consider returning to China to work.

       Cheng Sen really hoped that Jiang Tongyan could come to his company, and all kinds of conditions were quite favourable.

       “I understand. I will seriously consider this after I go back.” Jiang Tongyan said, “I didn’t call you for this matter.”

       “Then why?” Cheng Sen smiled, “For Suo Yang?”

       “Who is Suo Yang?” Jiang Tongyan asked, and suddenly realised, “Oh yes, I remember it.”

       Cheng Sen sneered and scolded him.

       “No, it has nothing to do with Suo Yang.” Jiang Tongyan coughed lightly and said, “I want to ask you, is it troublesome to lose your ID card in China?”

       “Troublesome? It is quite troublesome. Forget about all the bank cards tied to your identity—just think about all those scams where people use someone else’s ID to commit crimes.” Cheng Sen said, “If you lose your ID card, you must report it immediately and apply for a new one. What’s wrong? You don’t have an ID card; why are you asking this?”

       Jiang Tongyan smiled slightly, “Nothing, just asking casually.”

       The two of them exchanged simple pleasantries and hung up the phone.

       Jiang Tongyan was holding Qian Xiaoke’s ID card in his hand. He planned to play a prank and not return it. In the end, Jiang Tongyan was too upright in his bones and gave up before the security check.

       He turned to the information desk and sent Qian Xiaoke’s ID card to Cheng Sen by express delivery, asking Cheng Sen to help pass it on.

       When Jiang Tongyan left this land, he thought to himself: I am such a good person.

       Since he was a good person, God should be kind to him, right?

       Jiang Tongyan sat on the plane, clasped his hands and prayed silently: Please, don’t let me be impotent; don’t confiscate my happiness as an adult. Please!


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Chapter 14 – I have to choose between the Prime Minister and Rong Tang.

Chapter 14 – I have to choose between the Prime Minister and Rong Tang.

 

Jiang Dehai returned to Yonghua Palace and recounted his conversation with Rong Tang to Zhao Qi in full detail.

 

“Perhaps it’s just the servant’s impression, but it seemed like Young Master Rong felt a bit guilty when he heard that the Emperor was upset due to him.”

 

Zhao Qi was puzzled. “Why would Rong Tang be guilty because of me? When have I ever been upset for him?”

 

Jiang Dehai chuckled, “I said this to test Young Master Rong. From what I see, he seems less resistant to the Emperor than before. Truly, the Emperor’s sincerity can move even stone and metal.”

 

Zhao Qi was very confident. “Impossible. If Rong Tang were to soften towards me, even a sow could climb a tree. By the way, any news from the Dali Temple? Who stole my little peach?!”

 

Jiang Dehai replied, “Perhaps the Emperor should send for the Dali Temple’s Chief to inquire?”

 

“Oh?” Zhao Qi was eager. Even though he had been emperor for a long time, he had never summoned an official for questioning. He cleared his throat and said, “Then, summon him.”

 

Jiang Dehai said, “I’ll go right away.”

 

In the time it took to brew a cup of tea, Jiang Dehai returned. Zhao Qi looked behind him but saw no one and asked, “Where is he?”

 

Jiang Dehai looked troubled. “Your Majesty, Chief Chen of the Dali Temple is currently in the Administrative Hall discussing matters with the Prime Minister. When I went to summon him, the Prime Minister said…”

 

“Said what?”

 

“He said that Chief Chen is currently unavailable and if the Emperor has matters to discuss, he should go to the Administrative Hall.”

 

Zhao Qi: “…” As expected of Prime Minister Xiao, truly audacious. I am very angry, but the outcome is—quiet.

 

Of course, it was Xiao Shiqing. Even if the emperor changed, he wouldn’t lose his position as Prime Minister. Just deal with it.

 

Zhao Qi waved his hand, “Forget it. I’ll ask Chief Chen another day.”

 

At that moment, a little eunuch stepped forward to report, “Your Majesty, Young Master Jiang requests an audience.”

 

Without thinking, Zhao Qi said, “Refuse.”

 

“But Your Majesty, Young Master Jiang is crying so sadly outside.”

 

“What now?” Zhao Qi was a bit impatient, thinking he needed to find a reason to dismiss the beauties of the harem soon. “Let him in.”

 

“Your Majesty—” As soon as Jiang Bao’er arrived, he cried and threw himself at Zhao Qi. Zhao Qi nimbly dodged, avoiding him, and asked, “Why are you crying so sadly? Did someone bully you?”

 

Jiang Bao’er’s eyes were full of tears. “Your Majesty, Bao’er is no longer the same Bao’er as before. Bao’er… sob sob sob…”

 

Zhao Qi was headachy from his crying. “How about you go outside and cry some more, and come back when you’re done?”

 

Jiang Bao’er immediately stopped crying and shyly said, “Bao’er remembers Your Majesty’s teachings and doesn’t want to be as weak and sickly as Young Master Rong, so every day I run laps with other siblings in the harem…”

 

Zhao Qi praised, “That’s a good thing.”

 

“But!” Jiang Bao’er said with great grievance, “After a month of running, Bao’er’s legs… Bao’er’s legs have become much thicker, Your Majesty!”

 

Zhao Qi: “… Haha. Come, come, let me take a look.”

 

Jiang Bao’er lifted the hem of his clothes. Zhao Qi looked at his calves for a while and honestly said, “They are indeed quite thick.”

 

Jiang Bao’er cried out, “Bao’er knows that Your Majesty likes soft and slender beauties. Now that Bao’er looks like this, I truly have no face to stay in the palace to serve Your Majesty.”

 

Zhao Qi’s eyes lit up, “You’ve finally come to your senses and want to leave me? That’s good news!”

 

“No, Your Majesty, Bao’er’s life depends on you. If Bao’er leaves you, Bao’er will die!”

 

“…Then what do you want to do?”

 

“Bao’er wants to ask Your Majesty to summon a court physician to examine Bao’er. I’ve been eating and drinking less than usual, so why are my limbs swelling up like this?”

 

Zhao Qi pinched his brow, “This symptom won’t be helped by a physician.”

 

Jiang Bao’er was desperate, “Then who should Bao’er ask?”

 

“Ask me.” Zhao Qi said seriously, “Call everyone over. I will teach you an unparalleled technique that will strengthen your body without making your legs thicker.”

 

Jiang Bao’er was overjoyed, “Bao’er will go right away!”

 

Jiang Dehai watched in astonishment, “Your Majesty, when did you learn martial arts?”

 

Zhao Qi stood up, stretched his limbs, and said resolutely, “As the Son of Heaven of Dajin, I have many hidden talents. Keep your eyes open and watch—this is going to be a display!”

 

After a visit to Muyang Temple, Zhao Qi deeply realized how weak he was. Climbing a tree or riding a horse almost cost him his life. This couldn’t go on. Health was the foundation of revolution, and he didn’t want to spend the rest of his life like Rong Tang, clutching a medicine bottle. He needed to exercise and bring his beauties along.

 

Zhao Qi changed into a light outfit and went to the Imperial Garden, where his beauties were waiting for him. He counted—wait, there was an extra person?

 

Hold on, the one standing at the end seemed to be…

 

Zhao Qi rubbed his eyes and looked again—indeed, it was Rong Tang!

 

Among the beauties present, all of whom were extraordinarily beautiful, Rong Tang was still the most eye-catching, with a cold and aloof demeanor that stood out even among them.

 

Zhao Qi summoned Jiang Bao’er and asked, “Why did you call Rong Tang here too?”

 

Jiang Bao’er said, “Your Majesty, Young Master Rong is also one of the beauties in the harem.”

 

“But he never came before.”

 

“Yes, but today he hesitated for a moment and then came.”

 

“… What should I do? Could it be that he also wants to pass on that ‘peerless divine skill’ to Rong Tang?” Zhao Qi imagined the scene and felt complicated.

 

Zhao Qi looked at Rong Tang, who was also looking back at him. Besides the usual indifference and aloofness in his eyes, there seemed to be something more.

 

Zhao Qi walked over, steeling himself to speak, “You… have you been well lately?”

 

Rong Tang nodded slightly, “Not bad.” Then he cleared his throat.

 

Zhao Qi scratched his head and asked, “My little peach, have you eaten it?”

 

“Not yet.”

 

“You didn’t throw it away again, did you?” Zhao Qi said, “I went to great lengths to pick it. If you’re not going to eat it, just return it to me, and don’t throw it away.”

 

“But Your Majesty, didn’t you say you hadn’t touched the early peaches before?”

 

“…” Oh no, the secret is out.

 

Seeing Zhao Qi’s conflicted expression, Rong Tang gave a faint smile, “Your Majesty, is there something you need?”

 

Jiang Dehai, unable to keep quiet, said, “The Emperor mentioned he has a peerless divine skill to impart to the beauties.”

 

Rong Tang, “Hmm?”

 

Zhao Qi, feeling very embarrassed, said, “Shut up. Rong Tang, you can rest over there. This divine skill is not suitable for you.”

 

Rong Tang had no interest in the so-called divine skill, “I have something to discuss with Your Majesty.”

 

Zhao Qi widened his eyes in shock, “Ah?” He turned to Jiang Dehai, “Did I hear that wrong?”

 

Rong Tang, “…”

 

Jiang Dehai, who thought he saw through everything, said, “The Emperor didn’t hear wrong. Young Master Rong said he has something to say to you!”

 

“Oh,” Zhao Qi looked somewhat bewildered, “Then wait for me. I’ll talk to you after I finish teaching them.”

 

In the Hall of Diligent Administration, Master Chen of the Supreme Court and Master Pan of the Ministry of Rites stood before Xiao Shiqing like they were walking on thin ice. Xiao Shiqing asked, “Master Chen, do you know why the Emperor summoned you?”

 

Master Chen replied, “It must be about the theft at Muyang Temple.”

 

“Has Master Chen discovered anything?”

 

Master Chen wiped the sweat from his brow, “I… I haven’t discovered anything.”

 

Xiao Shiqing raised an eyebrow nonchalantly, “The Supreme Court is actually helpless with a theft case. Master Chen, do you think this is acceptable?”

 

“Th-This official is guilty.” Master Chen felt like crying. It’s not that he hadn’t discovered anything; he was afraid to speak up!

 

Master Pan, unable to bear seeing his colleague suffer, kindly reminded, “Master Chen, whatever you find, you need to give the Emperor an answer. If the Emperor believes it, your job is over.”

 

Master Chen suddenly understood, “Rest assured, Prime Minister. I understand now!”

 

Xiao Shiqing smiled, “Master Pan is indeed wise—how is the preparation for the spring examination going?”

 

Master Pan replied, “Prime Minister, everything is proceeding smoothly.”

 

“But I have heard that a list of exam questions is circulating in the capital, each set priced at one thousand taels of silver, with the seller claiming them to be ‘genuine and unaltered.'”

 

Now Master Pan was unsettled, a layer of sweat forming on his forehead, “I will investigate immediately.”

 

Xiao Shiqing nodded, “You may go.”

 

After the two officials left, Xiao Shiqing distractedly read the memorials and said, “Come in.”

 

The hidden guard immediately appeared, “Prime Minister.”

 

“Why hasn’t the Emperor arrived?” Xiao Shiqing said, “Wasn’t he supposed to come to the Hall of Diligent Administration to summon people?”

 

The guard replied, “Prime Minister, after Eunuch Jiang conveyed your message, the Emperor said never mind. He’ll question Master Chen another day.”

 

“Then what is he doing now?”

 

“Prime Minister, the Emperor is currently frolicking in the Imperial Garden with the beauties of the harem.”

 

Xiao Shiqing sneered, “His true nature is hard to change—who is he with?”

 

“Everyone.”

 

Xiao Shiqing’s expression changed slightly, “What?”

 

The guard said firmly, “Prime Minister, the Emperor is seeking pleasure with all the beauties of the harem, including Young Master Rong from the Drunken Study.”

 

Xiao Shiqing slammed the memorial shut, “He’s not afraid of exhausting himself to death!”

 

Xiao Shiqing set aside a pile of urgent matters and rushed to the Imperial Garden. Before he could see anyone, he heard Zhao Qi’s voice: “March in place—one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, two, two, three, four, five, six, seven, stop! First set, stretching exercises…”

 

Xiao Shiqing asked, “Are you sure they’re frolicking?”

 

The guard hesitated, “Uh, aren’t they?”

 

Zhao Qi, holding a rattan stick and shouting commands, occasionally stopping to correct the mistakes of the beauties: “Second set, chest expansion exercise—hey, hey, hey, the one in the second row, third column, didn’t you eat? Why are your hands so limp? Straighten them out!”

 

Zhao Qi was teaching diligently and hadn’t noticed Xiao Shiqing. However, the sharp-eyed Jiang Dehai saw him and ran over, “This servant greets the Prime Minister.”

 

“What is the Emperor doing?”

 

“The Emperor is teaching the beauties martial arts.”

 

Xiao Shiqing sneered, “What kind of martial arts is this? Nonsense.” He watched for a while and said, “Even Rong Tang is here. Why isn’t he practicing?”

 

Jiang Dehai replied, “Young Master Rong’s health isn’t good. The Emperor is compassionate and let him rest on the side.”

 

Xiao Shiqing smiled, “Our Emperor really knows how to be tender and considerate.” He walked up behind Zhao Qi and said coolly, “Is the Emperor done making a commotion?”

 

Zhao Qi, startled, dropped the rattan stick, “Prime Minister? Why do you always appear out of nowhere!”

 

“If you’re done with your antics, come with me to the Administrative Hall of Diligence,” Xiao Shiqing said, “I have something to discuss.”

 

Before Zhao Qi could respond, Rong Tang walked over and asked, “Have you finished teaching, Your Majesty?”

 

Zhao Qi looked at Rong Tang, then at Xiao Shiqing, and said, “Prime Minister, I promised Rong Tang that I’d speak with him first.”

 

“Is that so,” Xiao Shiqing smiled, “Then choose one—me or him.”


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