Water Margin: Gao Yanei is actually a Gal Genius

After Gao Jin turned around and watched Chen Liqing leave his sight, he immediately grimaced, as every part of his upper body ached.

"Squeak!" That was the sound of the broken door to Lu Zhishen's house.

Lu Zhishen yawned, shook his neck, and walked to the locust tree. Curious, he said, "Brother, I just heard a woman's voice in this courtyard. Could it be your lover has come looking for you?!"

Hearing the monk's words, Gao Jin felt deeply offended and quickly said, "What do you mean 'my lover'? She's your lover!"

Touching his smooth scalp, Lu Zhishen said, "Brother, you must be mistaken. I'm a monk now! How could I possibly have a lover?"

Unable to bear the pain any longer, Gao Jin stripped naked from the waist up and examined his injuries. He found two swollen welts under his ribs, two on his left arm, one on his right arm, and his back was burning with pain. He then spoke up irritably.

"You call me 'brother' all the time, but you never care when he's in trouble. All you do is drink."

Lu Zhishen, who was happily munching on a Song Dynasty mooncake, turned to look at his brother upon hearing this. Seeing Gao Jin covered in red and swollen marks, his eyes immediately reddened, and he stood up, shouting angrily.

"Which damned scoundrel dared to lay such a heavy hand on my brother? Tell me, brother, I'll risk my life to avenge you."

Gao Jin hesitated for a moment, but still told the truth: "She is Old Man Chen's daughter. She was born with superhuman strength and inherited her father's skills. She is extremely skilled with a stick."

Upon hearing that she was a woman, Lu Zhishen sat down and said, "Even if she is Chen Laodao's daughter, how powerful can a woman be? It must be that you, brother, showed mercy out of pity."

After thinking for a moment, he added, "That old Taoist Chen is truly cunning. My brother has treated him well, yet he secretly sent a woman to harm my brother."

Gao Jin, who had previously wronged Chen Xizhen, quickly came to his defense, saying, "It's not entirely Chen's fault. His daughter has gone mad and shouts and attacks at anyone she sees. I don't know why she came here today and started acting crazy."

"Got mad? Isn't that just being an idiot? Brother, you can't even..." Lu Zhishen paused, then continued, "...That's true, even I probably couldn't beat her. Old Chen is truly pitiful..."

"Brother, don't pity him. Didn't I leave a jar of medicinal wine here the other day? Hurry up and get it out for me to apply. It's really hurting so much."

"Oh, right. If you hadn't mentioned it, I would have almost forgotten..." Lu Zhishen patted his head and walked into the house. A moment later, he came to Gao Jin's side carrying a jar.

With Lu Zhishen's help, Gao Jin had medicinal wine applied to the red and swollen wounds on his body. The cool sensation from the swelling suppressed the burning pain.

Gao Jin knew that the medicine was working, so he put on his clothes without worry.

Lu Zhishen knew he wouldn't be able to spar with his brother Gao Jin again today, which was a bit of a pity. However, thinking that Lin Chong would be arriving soon, he cheered up and took out the mooncake he had just eaten: "Brother, why did you think of buying mooncakes?"

"Isn't it almost Mid-Autumn Festival? There are lots of vendors selling things on the street, and I bought some because they looked interesting." Gao Jin took a pancake out of his bag and took a bite.

The moment the mooncake entered his mouth, he felt as if his throat was blocked by powder. For a moment, he couldn't breathe properly. Gao Jin's chest heaved, and a burst of air shot out of his throat like a sharp arrow, bringing with it a cloud of mooncake-colored powder.

What is this? Shouldn't mooncakes have a flaky or snow skin crust?

These Song Dynasty mooncakes were made by grinding roasted grains into powder, wrapping them in candied fruit and dried fruit, and then pressing them back together.

No wonder Gao Jin almost choked just now; it's all water-absorbing powder, how could it not be cloyingly salty?

Gao Jin coughed twice, drank some alcohol to wash the powder in his mouth into his stomach, and then felt much better.

Looking at the half-eaten pancake in his hand, Gao Jin gritted his teeth and ate it bite by bite, drinking wine as he ate. Fortunately, it wasn't as bad as he had imagined.

A short while later, Lin Chong arrived. "Brothers, am I not late?"

Lin Chong's favorability rating: 69.

Gao Jin, seeing Lin Chong's favorability rating, rubbed his hands together, ready to win Lin Chong over today.

"Brother, you're not late. Quickly take your seat and try this cake..." Gao Jin really didn't want to call this thing a mooncake.

"Brother, you're so thoughtful. These mooncakes look delicious; let me try them..."

Gao Jin greeted Lin Chong with pleasantries, conversation, and concern, and Lin Chong responded in the same way as always.

[Lin Chong's favorability rating: 69.] Scratching the back of his head, Gao Jin felt something was off.

"Brothers, the Mid-Autumn Festival is just around the corner. I've booked a private room at Fanlou. We can enjoy the moon and have some wine together then," Gao Jin said, launching another attack.

"Thank you very much, brother. My whole family will definitely come then." Lin Chong said gratefully. You should know that the rooms in Fanlou are usually on the third floor or above, and they are difficult to book even on ordinary days, let alone during the Mid-Autumn Festival.

What does a man live for in his whole life? Isn't it just loyalty and face? Lin Chong is quite unique among the instructors, being able to enjoy the moon with his wife in the wing room of Fanlou during the Mid-Autumn Festival.

[Lin Chong's favorability rating: 69.] Why isn't it increasing? Lin Chong's expression doesn't seem fake; he genuinely seems grateful.

"No, no, I'm a monk, I can't indulge in wine and women." Lu Zhishen didn't care about such things. His social circle wasn't large; in Dongjing City, he was only familiar with Gao Jin, Lin Chong, and Old Chen. It didn't matter where they spent the festival, as long as he was with his brothers.

It's just that it's really not a good thing to talk about a monk going to a brothel.

Gao Jin patiently explained to Lu Zhishen, "Fanlou is the best restaurant in Dongjing City. Brother Lin is bringing his wife with him, so there will definitely be no brothels or brothels. Don't worry, brother."

"I see. Then I'll have to see for myself what this most luxurious place in the capital is like..."

After chatting for a while, Lu Zhishen and Lin Chong got up and fought for dozens of rounds, their faces turning red and sweating slightly, before returning to the locust tree to continue drinking.

Both men knew that Ko Chun was injured this morning and should not fight, so they did not challenge him to a duel.

After much deliberation, Gao Jin, though unwilling to jeopardize their brotherhood, was tempted by the readily available reward. He gritted his teeth and seized a moment when Lu Zhishen went to relieve himself. Pretending to have just remembered, he turned to Lin Chong and said, "Brother, have you been thinking about moving seats lately?"

"What do you mean by that, brother?"

"I have a few vacancies in my Imperial Guards, and they've been asking me if I have any recommendations. I thought to myself, brother, aren't you in the Imperial Guards? So I came to ask for your opinion."

"Thank you for your recommendation, brother. I will never forget it." Lin Chong stood up and bowed to Gao Jin.

Gao Jin quickly went to help him up, saying, "We're all brothers, so we should definitely give the good things to our own people first." Seeing that Lin Chong didn't refuse, Gao Jin was also very happy. This should be a sure thing, right? So he looked at Lin Chong's favorability rating.

Lin Chong's favorability rating: 69.

"Damn it!" Gao Jin cursed inwardly.

It wasn't that he regretted the Fanlou room and the Imperial Guard officer's position. He wasn't the kind of rigid and selfless person. These things were originally intended for his brothers to enjoy. Anyway, they were all given to him by Lao Deng.

But what's going on with Lin Chong's favorability rating? Didn't the big monk reach 70 points in one go without any problems?

Gao Jin was at a loss for what to do.

If I had known I would encounter this situation, I should have played around with that "Galatian" game in my past life. At least I wouldn't be completely clueless like this now.

If you ask the system, it will only tell you to figure it out on your own and that this is the charm of the game.

Egg charm, Gao Jin only wants ability.