The Dumb Prince of the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 114 Li Zengzhi: I want to stab my brother with a knife

The Duke of Cao's Mansion.

Li Jinglong got tired of lying down, so he got up and walked around.

Dai Sigong's wound medicine was indeed miraculously effective; the wound on his buttocks was almost completely healed, but it was covered in scars.

He strolled around the room twice, leaning against the wall, filled with emotion.

It's so good to be able to stand and walk.

A man should stand up; what's the point of lying down?

Just as they were reminiscing, Li Zengzhi brought Zhao Qing in.

"Why did you bring her here? I've been needing to sunbathe my butt a lot lately." Li Jinglong glared.

Zhao Qing stood at the door, her elegant long dress outlining her perfect curves, her jet-black hair falling in the wind, and tears welling up in her beautiful eyes.

Ever since the day the eldest son was carried back, Li Zengzhi had given a strict order: no one was allowed to stay in the backyard, and all maids were forbidden from entering the room to serve him. She could only wait outside the courtyard, anxious but unable to go in.

Today, I was finally brought in by the second young master.

"Young master." She reached out and took his arm. "I am your maid, so it is my duty to serve you."

Li Zengzhi said with a look of disgust, "Brother, smell it yourself, you're stinking. Even the rats in our Duke Cao's mansion have been driven away by your stench."

"Is it really that exaggerated?" Li Jinglong felt a sticky sensation all over his body.

"If you don't believe me, smell your collar yourself." Li Zengzhi pointed to his collar.

Li Jinglong lowered his head and sniffed it, then felt embarrassed.

How to describe the taste?

It's like wearing socks for three months, then soaking them in rice water, drying them, and then leaving them out overnight.

He couldn't turn over or get wet during this period, and his body was wiped down hastily. How could he not smell bad?

"That's why I brought Zhao Qing here, so she can give you a good bath and change you into clean clothes," Li Zengzhi said.

Li Jinglong's eyes widened: "You can't do this?"

Li Zengzhi took two steps back and crossed his arms in front of his chest: "Our relationship as brothers hasn't reached that point yet."

"Would it kill you to wipe my body?" Li Jinglong said irritably.

"It's not that bad, it's just really unsettling. You see, you're my older brother. If I wipe your body, all I'll think about when you scold me is your bare bottom. How am I supposed to listen to your lecture then? Wouldn't I lose all my authority?" Li Zengzhi said.

Li Jinglong was completely bewildered by his twisted logic.

While he was still in a daze, Li Zengzhi had already slipped to the door: "I'll go get someone to bring hot water. Zhao Qing, wipe him clean, he stinks."

Li Jinglong was speechless.

Zhao Qing held his arm, and the two were very close.

"Young master, may I help you clean your body?" Zhao Qing pursed her red lips.

Li Jinglong coughed and said, "Men and women should not touch each other."

Zhao Qing blushed: "I'm your maid, I'm willing to sleep with you and warm your bed, what's wrong with wiping your body?"

"Am I really smelling bad?" Li Jinglong sniffed his nose; he only felt sticky.

Zhao Qing blinked, then leaned closer and covered her nose with her hand: "Young master, if you don't wash it soon, you'll get worms."

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Footsteps approached, and Li Zengzhi entered, followed by two servants carrying a large bucket of steaming hot water.

Li Zengzhi stood at the door and said, "We've all gone out. Zhao Qing, wipe him clean properly; the smell is really too strong."

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After saying that, the door closed again.

Zhao Qing turned around with a smile, rolled up her sleeves to reveal her fair arms: "Come, young master, let me give you a good wash."

Hot water was steaming in the room.

Zhao Qing stood behind Li Jinglong, her towel soaked in hot water and wrung out until it was half dry.

She reached out and first untied his coat, her fingers deftly untying the sash.

The outer garment is removed, the middle garment is removed, and finally the inner garment is removed.

"Young Master is shy," Zhao Qing said with a smile.

Li Jinglong stood up straight instantly; a real man should face the sky.

Zhao Qing unfolded the hot towel and began wiping him from the back of his neck.

Her technique was very delicate, from the neck to the shoulders and back, her movements were gentle yet powerful.

A hand gently rested on his waist, the fingertips lightly touching his skin.

"Young master has lost weight. He's been lying down for days, and he's lost a lot of flesh."

"I'll make up for it by eating a couple more meals later."

Her sleeves were rolled up high, revealing her fair wrists, and sweat began to bead on her smooth forehead.

"Young master, turn around."

Li Jinglong turned around and met her gaze. His alluring eyes blinked slightly, and his moist lips were pursed.

She squatted down.

Li Jinglong placed his hands on her shoulders.

"Grandpa only has a chicken coop, I want to stab my brother with a knife, and be struck by lightning—" Li Zengzhi's singing voice came from the courtyard.

Zhao Qing paused, looked up, and asked in confusion, "Young Master, what is the Second Young Master singing? I can't understand a word!"

The howling of ghosts calmed Li Jinglong's agitated mind considerably.

He rolled his eyes, annoyed. "I taught him, but he just copied it randomly."

"Did the young master teach you that?" Zhao Qing was even more confused. "What's the story behind that phrase?"

Li Jinglong was speechless: "There's no historical allusion here. That's his true feeling. If he stabbed me, he could inherit the title."

"The second young master always bickers with the young master and seems quite disrespectful," Zhao Qing said, re-soaking the cloth in hot water. "But during the time the young master was injured, the second young master was genuinely worried sick."

"He stays in this courtyard every day, and doesn't even go to the Imperial Academy anymore. He sleeps on a makeshift bed in this room at night and stays there all night. When his old cronies come to invite him out for drinks, he refuses to go with any of them and sends them all away. Young master, you didn't see it, but for the first two days after you were carried back, the second young master's eyes were red."

Li Jinglong snorted: "At least he has a conscience."

He was sharp-tongued, but his tone softened.

Before long, Zhao Qing finally cleaned Li Jinglong's entire body.

She wrung out the last bit of cloth, straightened his clothes, stepped back to look him over, and nodded in satisfaction.

Li Jinglong changed into clean clothes, lay down on the bed, and felt completely comfortable.

Zhao Qing opened the door and let the servants waiting outside come in and carry the water away.

Li Zengzhi came in, walked to the bedside, leaned close to Li Jinglong's back, and sniffed.

"That's much better. Brother, you don't know, the other day your smell was so strong that I couldn't eat anything, and I ended up eating three bowls of rice in one meal."

"You call three bowls of rice an inability to eat?"

"I usually have four and a half bowls."

Zhao Qing covered her mouth and laughed, "The Second Young Master should have called me to serve him earlier, so he wouldn't have to suffer for so many days."

"I was afraid you'd see that bloody scene. You have no idea, the day my brother was carried back, his buttocks were covered in blood, and his pants were stuck to his flesh. It was a terrible sight. If you were there, you would have fainted."

Li Zengzhi sighed with relief, "From now on, you can take care of me. I have to go back to the Imperial Academy."

Li Jinglong looked up, incredulous: "So serious? Don't you always find excuses to skip class? This time, a ready-made excuse is right here, and you're not taking advantage of it?"

"Going to class is better than serving you," Li Zengzhi said with a look of disdain.

"It's remarkable that you've persevered for so long," Li Jinglong said. "You should also go and check on the estate at the foot of Zhongshan Mountain. Although the materials used are at cost price, you need to keep a close eye on it and make sure they don't build it off-track."

Li Zengzhi waved his hand confidently: "Don't worry, I'll handle things perfectly. I'm off now."

Li Jinglong watched his figure disappear through the door, and the corners of his mouth involuntarily curled up slightly.

Zhao Qing poured a cup of hot tea: "Young master, have some tea. I'll go peel some more fruit for you."

"I should have called you here to serve me a long time ago." Li Jinglong was very satisfied.

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