The court lackeys of the eight-hour workday

Chapter 203 Blending
Zhu Zai looked at Li Miao blankly.

Although Li Miao looked calm and complacent, his current condition was extremely dire.

The clothes were torn, revealing his sturdy upper body, which was covered with wounds that had already healed or were in the process of healing. The most serious one was between the waist and abdomen, and was as big as a bowl, running through the front and back, as if someone had stabbed him directly from front to back with an arm.

On that handsome face, there was a long and narrow scar running from the right corner of the forehead to behind the ear.

This was the second time Zhu Zai saw Li Miao in such a miserable state.

This reminded him of how Li Miao lay in his arms fifteen years ago.

He was about to start cursing as soon as he entered the room, but he felt his heart suddenly tighten and choked his throat.

"you……"

Zhu Zai's lips moved, causing his beard to tremble. His fingers in his long sleeves trembled involuntarily, but he forced himself to clench his fists to stop them.

Seeing Zhu Zai lose his composure, Li Miao also stopped smiling.

After that fight with Emperor Jianwen, he already knew that his "eight-hour work system" was related to the state of "silence and enlightenment", or at least they had the same origin. This was a huge gain.

In joy, he habitually wanted to tease Zhu Zai.

But looking at the old man's expression, you can tell that he is really in pain.

I no longer had the energy to tease the old man.

Emperor Jianwen was indeed powerful, to have hurt him to such an extent. But to Li Miao, as long as he was not killed on the spot, a broken arm or leg was no different from a nail clipping.

"Alright, alright, I won't die."

Li Miao waved his hand, raised his hand and wiped his forehead, and the scar disappeared.

"You see, it's all trivial."

Zhu Zai first widened his eyes, then suddenly turned his back to Li Miao and cursed with gritted teeth.

"Beast!"

"Hey~"

Li Miao walked behind Zhu Zai and leaned out to look at the old man's face.

"What are you doing?"

"Fuck off!"

Zhu Zai cursed angrily, turned around and wiped his eyes calmly, took a few deep breaths, calmed himself down, and then looked at Li Miao with an angry face.

Li Miao spread his hands.

"Calm down, I've gained a lot, and I just wanted to have some fun with you. Who told you to take it seriously?"

Zhu Zai felt his blood rushing up, his temples bulging and his head aching.

Look at what you said, is this human language?
You dug up my family’s ancestral grave last night, and you got a fucking “good harvest”?
You want me to have some fun with you?
You deliberately left your injury untreated and put yourself in such a miserable state in front of me. Do you want me to be happy?
Happy grandma!

Zhu Zai's veins bulged.

Seeing that he was really angry, Li Miao didn't dare to tease him anymore, fearing that he would make the old man angry. He immediately changed the subject and talked about business.

"There are dozens of celestial corpses in the emperor's mausoleum, and there is also a secret room for breeding Gu."

"?"

"The emperor may have been replaced by Ji Tianrui."

"!?"

"The Ming Cult dug your ancestors out of their graves."

"!!?"

"Your ancestor is a resurrected corpse. He is the one who caused my injury."

"!!!?"

"No, wait a minute. Wait a minute."

Zhu Zai raised his hand, pinched his eyebrows, and tapped his forehead again.

"I won't bother with you about what happened just now. But if you're making up these few words to tease me...get out of here somewhere else for the New Year!"

"It's true, no joke."

Li Miao spread his hands.

"what--"

Zhu Zai heaved a sigh of relief. Although Li Miao was irritating, he would not joke about serious matters. Zhu Zai also believed that Li Miao would not speak without any confidence.

However, each of these four sentences was a completely earth-shaking event. Even though Zhu Zai had been in a high position for a long time, he was unable to sort out his thoughts for a while.

Li Miao smiled.

"Just think about it. I've been running around all night and I'm hungry and tired. Is your cook up yet? Can you give me something to eat first?"

Zhu Zai glared at Li Miao and said helplessly.

"Go wait in the side room, I'll make the arrangements."

After saying that, he turned his sleeves and left.

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Li Miao put down his bowl and chopsticks, relaxed his shoulders, and let out a long sigh.

"what--"

"It has to be your family's cook. I'm used to it. No matter how good other people's food is, it won't taste as good as this."

Zhu Zai sat aside, holding a bowl of porridge in his hand, without taking a single bite, frowning and thinking secretly. He didn't hear Li Miao's words at all.

He has been like this ever since he listened to Li Miao's detailed account of what happened last night.

Seeing that Zhu Zai didn't move, Li Miao raised his hand and grabbed the plate of snacks in front of Zhu Zai silently. After eating, he used his Qi to send it back to Zhu Zai.

When Zhu Zai finally finished thinking about what was going on, he reached out to grab some snacks to fill his stomach, but his grab was empty.

Zhu Zai looked at the empty plate, then raised his head and looked at Li Miao.

"Don't look at me, Commander. You were eating while thinking about something."

Li Miao spread his hands.

"I've finished eating a long time ago. I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Zhu Zai glanced at Li Miao suspiciously, but didn't want to argue with him. He sighed and said.

"I really regret having asked you to do the job for the Five Mountains Sword Sect now."

"Forget it, it's not your fault. You didn't do a bad job, you did a great job. It's so good that I can't take it over."

Zhu Zai looked at Li Miao.

"What do you want?"

Li Miao smiled.

"This matter is not about me, but about you."

Li Miao leaned back, put his hands behind his head, and said while rocking the chair.

"I am just a warrior who can only kill people and set fires. If I were to let my temper run its course, I would just test whether the emperor has been replaced. If he has been replaced, I would find an opportunity to kill him."

"Anyway, he's in the open and I'm in the dark. Even if I can't kill him, there's no loss."

"As for the Emperor Jianwen and the Ming Cult, we will just wait for them to show up and then kill them. There is nothing much to say."

Zhu Zai's face turned cold.

"No."

"Not many people recognize Emperor Jianwen now. Besides, the current royal family is not his bloodline, so he can't cause much trouble. The Ming Cult is just a minor problem."

"But the emperor cannot be easily touched, even if he is fake."

Zhu Zai let out a long sigh.

"My Dashuo has been passed down for nearly two hundred years. Even though I am a member of the royal family, I have to admit that perhaps the favor of my Zhu family has come to an end."

"There are constant factional struggles in the court, and the court's tax revenue is increasingly insufficient to cover its expenditures. Now there are not many places where we can work with peace of mind."

"The Japanese pirates in the southeast have been making more and more trouble in recent years, and the Tatars in the north have repeatedly invaded the border. The garrisons are corrupt, and the practice of eating empty salaries and sucking the blood of soldiers is rampant despite repeated bans."

"Dashuo is already leaking wind from all sides."

"If something happens to the emperor now... I'm afraid the whole world will be in chaos."

Li Miao nodded.

"I think so too. Life is already not easy, and I can't just go up and kick them randomly. I don't know how many people will be crushed to death by then."

"So, you see, who should I kill, how should I kill, and when should I kill?"

(End of this chapter)