Daqian Night Emperor

Chapter 30: It’s fake, it’s all fake!
In the princess's mansion, the ugly slave grunted as he carried large and small bags of things back to the courtyard.

At noon, Zhao Qian'an went out to visit the Health Hall. Before leaving, he asked her to go to Zhao's Business Shop and bring back some things.

But I didn't say there were so many things! There were more than ten pieces, and I estimated they weighed 20 to 30 kilograms.

Do you know how far the Princess's Mansion is from the west of the city? It takes two hours to go back and forth, not to mention that you have to carry so many things along the way.

This guy only knows how to order people around!

The ugly slave was full of complaints along the way and couldn't help but criticize his master in his heart.

In fact, before Zhao Qi'an left, he gave her a few ingots of loose silver for her to rent a carriage outside, and he didn't tell her to walk there and carry the money back.

But Chou Nu subconsciously ignored this problem and put the few ingots of silver into his small purse with peace of mind.

Zhao Qi'an promised her that when she saved up 1,200 taels of silver, he would give her a chance to redeem herself.

She counted on her fingers and calculated carefully. If she could earn this extra income every day by following her master, plus her own monthly salary... she would be able to save up a thousand taels in just two hundred years!
The future is expected!

When Chou Nu thought of this, he no longer felt tired and went into the house carrying the bags.

"Master, I brought you something!"

She had such a loud voice that she started yelling as soon as she entered the room.

As expected, Zhao Qi'an came back earlier than her, and was now in a daze with the little Taoist boy.

Hearing the ugly slave's shouting, Zhao Qi'an's dilated pupils finally focused again, his eyes fell on her, and he stood up and walked towards her: "Why are you back so late?"

The ugly slave stammered, "There was a traffic jam on the road."

"Traffic jam?"

Zhao Qi'an frowned and looked at her with amusement.

The ugly slave rolled his eyes and looked away: "It's like this, at this time, the shops in the market are closing for a break, so there are many shop assistants getting off work, and if there are too many... won't the road be blocked?"

"And those fellows all ride in carriages?"

"Uh... Master, are you hungry? I'll go prepare dinner for you!"

Seeing that he could not cover up his lie, the ugly slave raised his hands to cover his face and ran away.

Zhao Qian'an watched the ugly slave's strong body slip out of the house flexibly, and shook his head with a sneer.

They are just trivial matters, not worth pursuing.

What Zhao Qi'an asked Chounu to bring back from the Zhao family's shop were some medicinal herbs.

Lingguteng, Xuanyushen, hydrangea...

Any warrior who has a basic knowledge of pharmacology can recognize that these herbs are all top-grade herbs that a warrior needs to get started with bone tempering.

The lower three levels of martial arts are all the stages of laying the foundation.

The ninth level is to refine the bones, the eighth level is to move the blood, and the seventh level is to integrate the acupoints.

The three barriers are the natural barriers that block countless poor children from the path of martial arts.

Because this is the most expensive stage.

Just like during the bone refining stage, one needs to soak in a medicinal bath every day, but the lowest level of bone refining medicine costs one hundred taels of silver.

As for what Zhao Qian'an prepared, if he were to buy them on the market, they would cost at least a thousand taels of silver.

Only enough for one month.

Some of the precious medicinal materials cannot be purchased even if you have money.

Zhao Qi'an naturally didn't prepare these for his own use.

He prepared it for the little Taoist boy.

"Calculating the time... the medicine should be ready before midnight."

……

Soon, the fragrance of medicine wafted through Zhao Qi'an's courtyard.

Next to the pond in the yard, a tripod stove was set up. The ugly slave sat in front of the stove with a small stool, fanning himself with a palm-leaf fan, and coughed from time to time due to the choking.

"Ahem...why does it smell so bad? Ugh..."

It was supposed to be a medicinal scent, but the ugly slave can’t smell it anymore.

She just felt that the smell was pungent and smelly, and it went straight into her nostrils and onto her crown.

It was so dizzy! She couldn't stand it any longer, so she stuffed two pieces of paper into her nostrils and breathed through her mouth. Only then did she feel better.

What she couldn't understand the most was that her master was actually standing next to the cauldron, as if nothing had happened.

From time to time, he would open the lid, take out a handful of unknown medicinal herbs from the medicine bag at hand, and sprinkle them in.

It's a real warrior!
The ugly slave opened his mouth and panted loudly. While fanning the fire, he couldn't help but ask Zhao Qian: "Master, don't you think it stinks?"

Zhao Qi'an pointed to his nose and said, "I can seal my nose so I can't smell it."

"..."

The ugly slave gritted his teeth in hatred.

The martial arts of the Central Plains are so useful... no, can they be cheated?
Her expression was twisted with jealousy, her hand movements became bigger, and the flames in the furnace rose rapidly.

……

While Zhao Qi'an and his servant Chounu were working hard to boil the medicine.

Princess Yuzhen came out of the palace and returned to her mansion.

She stayed in Fuyan Palace last night and did not return until this evening.

Sitting in the bedroom, Yu Zhen's mind kept flashing back to what her mother had said to her last night.

"Consummate your marriage with Qi'an as soon as possible, and don't ask me to help you..."

"If we don't leave any offspring for the Zhao family, will the title of Duke of Donghai and the Zhao family's vast wealth fall into the hands of the Zhao family's side branches?"

"You have to help your fourth brother. He's having a hard time lately..."

Every word pierced her heart like needles.

She suddenly felt that her mother, who had always doted on her, might not love her as much as she had imagined.

Yu Zhen's face darkened, and he suddenly picked up a vase beside him and smashed it to the ground.

Upon hearing the sound, the maids in the bedroom knelt on the ground in fear, lowered their heads and dared not make any noise.

The Luan slave beside her came out silently, squatted on the ground and silently picked up the porcelain fragments on the ground.

Yuzhen sat on the couch, watching Luannu clean up with a dull look.

"You said..." She suddenly asked Luan Nu, "If I were a man, would mother not think of Fourth Brother first in everything? Would she also consider me?"

Luan Nu stopped what she was doing and said respectfully, "Your Majesty is of course considering His Highness. Moreover, the marriage of His Highness the Fourth Prince was also chosen by His Majesty."

How much better can the Fourth Prince be?
Everything is destined, no one can help.

"What if I become the emperor? Will everything in the world go as I wish?"

When Yu Zhen said this, Luan Nu was so frightened that her face turned pale and she fell to her knees on the ground.

Yu Zhen finally came to her senses and sneered, "I was just joking."

She was born without the chance to sit on the imperial throne.

Her brothers were learning martial arts, the Four Books and Five Classics, military deployment, agriculture, industry and commerce...

What is she learning?
Playing the piano, painting, playing Go...

It's all about entertaining things!

It was not until she married Zhao Qian'an and left the palace that she realized that she was at least talented in martial arts. If she laid a good foundation from an early age, she might be able to achieve great success in the future.

But... in all these years, no one in the palace discovered it?

Most of them just felt that in the end, she, Yuzhen, was just a princess who married out of the country, and all she needed to do was learn how to support her husband and raise her children.

What kind of literature do you study?

What martial arts do you practice?

It is virtue for a woman to have no talent!
Over the years, my father’s doting, my mother’s love, my brothers’ kindness…it’s all fake!

It's just insignificant!
Yu Zhen knew that she would never be able to sit on the imperial throne in her lifetime, so she had to help her brother to sit on that throne. Only her brother could sit on that high and mighty position——

By then, her wish will be fulfilled, right?
Yu Zhen finally regained some composure and said to Luan Nu, "Send someone to prepare dinner and invite the Prince Consort to come and have dinner with us."

At the end, he reminded her again: "Prepare something rich."

(End of this chapter)