Daqin: A buff of incredible comprehension

Mr. Chen stopped outside the door when he heard the conversation and thought: Cunning people are very skilled in doing things. Let me show you my ability to break the bottom line.

He deliberately made his way to the front of the hall with heavy footsteps. The people inside quickly stopped talking to greet him.

"Mr. Chen is here. What's the news?" Zhao Tong asked first.

"We have some clues for now, but we still need to wait for further confirmed information." He replied with a smile.

Commander Zhao heaved a sigh of relief upon hearing this and said, "Then I'll leave it to Lord Chen. Please ensure we get the information as soon as possible."

"Don't worry." He changed the subject. "I heard the Gongqian Opera Troupe will be performing in the countryside soon."

"Almost leaving."

"What a pity! These opera troupes are now world-famous." Mr. Chen looked at him meaningfully.

Commander Zhao was a little confused, not knowing what it meant. "What's so regrettable about it?"

Chen smiled faintly, giving a look that showed understanding. "They've gone from humble origins to being widely beloved now. The difference in their status is enormous. Just like the villains in a play, many people gnashed their teeth and wanted to whip them."

Then he said, "How about taking this opportunity to let them receive a punishment before leaving?"

With a wink, Commander Zhao instantly understood.

 Rewritten version

"This... isn't appropriate."

"They were originally poor women in entertainment venues. I took them out of prison to serve the court."

Mr. Chen thought of A Yao's daily smiles and his domineering attitude on the stage, and he couldn't help but feel distracted.

"When in Rome, do as the Romans do."

"I've been so grateful for your help last time, but I haven't been able to repay you. I feel bad."

"I've brought her here. If she's not properly disciplined, she might become even more unruly and difficult to control as her fame grows."

"This is also for the sake of public service."

When Nightingale heard this, dissatisfaction gradually appeared on her face.

** He looked at her and smiled faintly, as if to say, "There will be something interesting to watch later."

Lord Zhao misunderstood his smile, thinking the other party was interested in his subordinate and was using A Yao as a bargaining chip. He thought to himself: It would be wrong not to give him some face. "He's in the backyard, on the right side of the door, the last room."

"Just go ahead and do it. I'll just chat with the captain."

** He lowered his voice and ordered, "Okay." Mr. Zhao agreed readily.

"You are so kind to me."

He gave ** a look and walked towards the backyard happily. When he arrived at the designated location, he opened the door and saw a woman with a red veil covering her face.

"Ahem." Mr. Zhao cleared his throat, strode majestically into the room, closed the door, and asked, "Ayao, why are you here?"

Old Wu was stunned. Ah Yao? Yeah, he was playing a widow, and the main character in the previous scene was Ah Yao!

In order to seize the opportunity to turn things around, she ignored all doubts.

Old Wu pretended to be embarrassed and said, "Sir..."

???

Mr. Zhao frowned, thinking that her voice was not right, perhaps she had caught a cold.

"You're so arrogant and domineering on stage, yet today you're so obedient?" He laughed heartily, stepped forward, and lifted the veil. An old face, thickly powdered, appeared before him, the eye makeup still fading. "You little bitch..."

"Bang!" Mr. Zhao's back slammed against the door as if struck by lightning. He was so shocked that his mouth was open. "What are you doing? What are you trying to instigate?" Aunt Liu said, a mixture of anger and coquettishness.

Mr. Zhao felt a terrible nausea rising from his stomach. He quickly opened the door and then slammed it shut with a painful groan.

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Chapter 35 He is okay, he can get along, and he is brave enough to face difficulties

"Sister Nightingale, the lines on your palm indicate that you are destined for hard work." He grasped Nightingale's slender hand and carefully examined her palm and chest. "This is a destiny of toil."

"Lord Chen has a unique vision. I dare not expect to achieve great things."

Nightingale could only force a smile, helpless to meet such a guest. "It's not that fate cannot be changed."

** Seriously. "There's a secret method that works slowly but is almost harmless."

Ah Hua suddenly heard screams coming from the backyard. She broke out in a cold sweat and quickly stood up and picked up her gun. "There's something going on in the government office. I'll go check it out."

"Don't panic Nightingale, it must be your leader who came."

** smiled and added: "Commander Zhao?"

Footsteps came one after another, leading to the backyard. "Really?" Nightingale was in disbelief. Commander Zhao was always calm.

"Sit down and listen to me. 'Madame Wu accidentally strayed into a forbidden area, and the Commander experienced his first sexual experience'—he was extremely happy about this." Nightingale looked at him suspiciously, then nodded slowly and chuckled. "You'll know soon enough."

Inside the hall, numerous guards gathered, wielding swords and drawing crossbows.

"Sir, what's going on?" Niu Er stepped forward. Commander Zhao ran back into the hall, looking distraught, holding onto a pillar to catch his breath before walking. "It's okay, I'm just agitated." He couldn't explain the reason, leaving everyone even more confused.

Everyone made way for him, and he stumbled into the hall, struggling to close the door, his face returning to color.

Nightingale rushed over to support him. "Are you okay? Did you encounter an assassin?"

"Drink some water first."

Commander Zhao drank his tea mechanically. "Master Zhao, how does it taste to punish the female thief?"

** said slowly and teasingly, "You, you actually did such a thing!"

Mr. Chen was furious. "You are disloyal!"

Nightingale couldn't help but glance sideways. How on earth could this little bastard have made the adults so angry?

"Old Zhao, don't be impatient."

** Then he continued, speaking with a lightness of voice.

Lord Zhao said sternly, "If you can't explain clearly, my Black Ice Platform will lose face. You'd better stay."

** In a steady tone, "Please calm down first." Mr. Zhao agreed with a gloomy face.

"The bond between us is severed."

Li Yuan couldn't help but ask subconsciously.

"Because..." He paused, his expression solemn, "I promised her that the White Jade Tower would be reduced to ashes, and the concubines of the six kingdoms would return home to reunite with their families."

"Old Li, can I borrow your place to sit for a while? I'm going to the palace to see the emperor later."

"If I anger His Majesty, I might even come back to seek shelter from you."

"Please show mercy when the time comes. I am a weak official and cannot withstand the torture of the imperial guards."

Li Yuan took a deep breath, half believing and half doubting: "Are you telling the truth?"

Zhang Ming smiled and said, "Who dares to tease His Majesty? Old Li, I've risked everything to help you out."

"You let the Mohist followers go, which is just dereliction of duty. But if I mess up, I might lose my life."

"I always feel a little guilty, so I played a joke on you."

"You should not be angry."

Li Yuan had previously hated Zhang Ming to the core, but after hearing these words, his resentment was largely dissipated. Although his life might not be in danger, he had indeed made great efforts for his cause.

"We're colleagues, friends, and brothers. Why worry about this?" Li Yuan said politely. "Thank you for your concern, Commander Zhang."

"That's good. I should set off now. This time it's either success or death. Old Li, wait for my good news."

Zhang Ming stood up and bowed to say goodbye.

Li Yuan and Nightingale walked the person to the door together.

Looking at his back, my mind was filled with a thousand thoughts.

Suddenly, there was a commotion. "Let me go! I'm here to act!"

"Your Lord Li left without saying goodbye. You must give an explanation."

"Where did I perform poorly?"

A group of people were carrying Aunt Wang, who was struggling desperately, towards this side with strange expressions on their faces.

Li Yuan's expression suddenly changed, "Throw her out!"

The captains knew what was going on and they dragged Aunt Wang out of the door with their laughter.

"Master Li, don't you want me anymore? I am the widow Chunhua!"

Seeing that her plan had failed, Aunt Wang shouted at the top of her lungs.

Li Yuan felt worse than eating a fly, and his stomach was churning.

"Mr. Zhang has gone too far."

Nightingale murmured softly beside him, probably understanding how he felt now.

Li Yuan shook his head: "This guy is quite loyal. He's really willing to take risks when his friend is in trouble."

The Xianyang Palace was brightly lit at night, and the palace servants carefully lit the candles.

A waiter hurried in, announcing an unexpected visitor. "Your Majesty, the Imperial Household Department has ordered Lord Su to see you."

Ying Zheng frowned slightly, "Lord Su? Let him in." He remembered that Su Han had promised to improve the curved plow.

Su Han entered the hall and bowed respectfully, "Greetings to Your Majesty and Concubine Zheng."

"We are family and there is no need for formalities. Have you had your meal yet?"

Concubine Zheng asked gently.

"Not yet."

Su Han wanted to refuse, but his stomach started to ache.

"Then let's eat together." Concubine Zheng signaled the maid to add more bowls and chopsticks.

He sat upright and faced the gaze of the First Emperor.

"The internal affairs have been under management for some time. I have checked the accounts and found many malpractices. I hereby request Your Majesty to make a ruling."

"Oh?"

"What's the problem?"

The First Emperor was a little surprised. With the spring plowing season just around the corner, someone was actually concerned about the palace expenses.

"The royal family's expenses have been staggering over the years, and the cost of supplying the Beiban Palace is particularly huge," Su Han said bluntly. Ying Zheng's face showed displeasure. "This is my family affair, do you need to intervene?"

"That's not what I meant. This is my duty."

"According to investigations, most of the expenses are used for Beiban Palace, which consumes 100,000 dan of grain, 8,000 pieces of silk, and countless amounts of firewood and straw every year. In addition, the palace has been in disrepair for many years, and the expenses are huge." Su Han continued to explain.

"How could a mere Kitasaka Palace age so quickly in just ten years? The beauties from the six kingdoms are living well here with me."

Su Han smiled slightly. "I'm not worried about the money and food issue. But it's a shame to waste such a huge amount of money on such a useless place."

The First Emperor was furious upon hearing this. "I will sweep across the world and unify it. The Kitasaka Palace is a demonstration of the might of the Qin Empire to the defeated Six Kingdoms!"

"Your Majesty should not be confined to the narrow world. True unity should transcend the four seas. How can a mere six countries be called the sky? A wider world is waiting for us to explore." Su Han said in a resounding voice.

These words left the First Emperor speechless.

"How can a mere China be worthy of the majesty of the Great Qin?"

After a moment, Ying Zheng's expression softened slightly. "All four directions are waiting for me to conquer, so don't worry."

"The reason I came here is to plan for Your Majesty." Su Han responded calmly, "With a powerful and invincible army,

"As the in-charge of palace affairs, I should be prepared for a rainy day."