When I was in Qin Dynasty, I really didn't want to make progress

"Do you care about this a lot?" Zi Nu looked at Yang Chong. It seemed as if she had gotten to know Yang Chong all over again. In the past, she only regarded Yang Chong's kindness as a burden. Now, Zi Nu felt that Yang Chong had intentions towards her, but they were only the intentions of a man towards a woman. There was nothing else, such as malice.

"Of course I care. I've said, I like you." Yang Chong looked at Zi Nu. She was still so perfect, and the eye shadow at the corners of her eyes exuded a unique charm.

"Speaking of this..." Zi Nu pondered, and suddenly straightened her attitude and said, "Tell me the truth. When you said you liked me, were you just kidding me, or were you serious?"

"Do you think I have a lot of time?" Yang Chong did not answer Zi Nu's question, but instead asked a question.

"I don't think so, but I can't grasp the mind of someone like you." Zi Nu looked at Yang Chong, as if she wanted to see through him completely.

"It's just that you are too vigilant. You instinctively think that every man who approaches you has other intentions towards you." Yang Chong said. Although Zi Nu looks like a beautiful and strong woman, the so-called strength is not her essence, but the shell she created while walking on thin ice.

"Then what do you like about me? It's hard for me to imagine. Am I beautiful? The woman next to you seems prettier. Money? I don't think you would like the money I earn with Zilanxuan." Zi Nu pointed at her cheek. Although she was confident about her appearance, she didn't believe that Yang Chong would really fall in love with her at first sight.

"Men are all greedy. I admit that I did have some suspicion of being attracted to Miss Zi Nu, but it was more because you are Zi Nu." Yang Chong said.

When faced with Yang Chong's confession of love, Zi Nu always wanted to find a reason. If she didn't have a suitable reason, she would feel insecure. But she didn't know that she didn't need too many reasons with Yang Chong. Just the name Zi Nu would be enough.

"Is there anything special about Zi Nu?" Zi Nu asked. This was the only time she faced Yang Chong calmly except for the first time she met Yang Chong.

"Isn't a woman who is wise, loving and responsible worthy of a man's love?" Yang Chong asked back.

"If it's just that, I'm afraid it won't work. Background is also needed. I seem to be in a glorious position, but I am very self-aware. In the eyes of true nobles, I will always be someone who is not presentable." Zi Nu said with a sad look on her face.

At this moment, Zi Nu thought of a scene when she was chatting with Han Fei and others before. A few days ago, they talked about the most famous theater in Xinzheng City. Han Fei was very excited and said that he wanted to go to the theater to watch a play, but she said that her status did not allow her to go to that place. When Han Fei heard her words, he chose to remain silent, which meant he agreed.

"Am I so noble? Everyone is a country bumpkin." Yang Chong said.

"You are now an official appointed by the court. You can go to places like theaters, but I can't." Thinking of Han Fei's silence a few days ago, Zi Nu was somewhat touched. Although she didn't have that kind of feeling towards Han Fei now, she still didn't like the feeling of being denied because of her identity. Who isn't a proud woman?

"Just that?" Yang Chong was stunned. Zi Nu seemed to be focusing on something different.

"Isn't that enough?" Zi Nu observed Yang Chong. She wanted to see what the difference was between Yang Chong and Han Fei.

"Then let's go now." Yang Chong said as he stood up.

"We?" Zi Nu asked in surprise.

"Yes, it's us. Do you want to go together?" Yang Chong stretched out his hand and invited Zi Nu.

"If I get kicked out then..." Zi Nu held her hands without moving, but her expression told Yang Chong that she was already moved.

"Let's see who dares." Yang Chong was very arrogant this time. If Zi Nu didn't know his background, she would have thought that he had replaced Ji Wuye.

"You don't dare, do you?"

"You, a grown man, are not afraid of losing face, so why should I, a woman, be afraid?" Zi Nu was provoked by this, and the last trace of hesitation in her heart disappeared.

"So, please." Yang Chong extended his hand to Zi Nu.

"Then please." Zi Nu was not shy this time, but placed her palm on Yang Chong's palm with ease.

"Let's go." Yang Chong pulled Zi Nu and flew directly out of the window. With Zi Nu's light laugh, he landed steadily on the ground, almost causing a nearby carriage to overturn. The shouting and cursing from the carriage would have only made Zi Nu angry in the past, but at this moment, Zi Nu was laughing. It was a laugh that Yang Chong had never heard from her before.

On the fourth floor of Zilanxuan, Wei Zhuang stood by the window, watching Zi Nu leaving with Yang Chong, and said only one sentence: "Foolish woman."

But in another direction, Nanyue's gaze followed the departing figures of Yang Chong and Zi Nu, and she sighed softly.

The theater is indeed the highest-standard theater in Xinzheng. All the people who come and go are dignitaries, and most of these people have free time. Therefore, even in the daytime, it is still very lively. When Yang Chong came to the theater, he could still see horse-drawn carriages coming and going.

"Does this guest have any identification?" When Yang Chong and Zi Nu were walking towards the theater gate, the gate guard blocked their way.

"Yes." Just when Zi Nu was still guessing how Yang Chong would answer, Yang Chong gave a positive answer.

"Please register here." The gate led Yang Chong and Zi Nu to the accounting office on the side, where there were people responsible for collecting and checking receipts and registering identities.

Yang Chong took the brush handed over by the accountant, and in front of Zi Nu's surprised look, he wrote the two words "Zi Nu", and then wrote his own name.

"It turns out to be Lord Yang Chongyang. You can go in and go to the Dingdeng room, but this Miss Zi Nu cannot enter." The accountant looked at the name on the bamboo slips and said indifferently.

This theater is frequented by people from prominent families. Yang Chong, the commander of the Sima Sect whose salary is only 600 dan, is qualified to enter, but who is Zi Nu? No matter how rich she is, she cannot enter here. Even the concubines of noble families cannot enter here, let alone Zi Nu, the owner of this place of entertainment.

"What are you going to do now?" Zi Nu looked at Yang Chong as if she was watching a fun event. She had already expected the current situation. She came with Yang Chong today just to see what was so special about Yang Chong.

"Zi Nu, Yang Chong, first-class compartment A." Yang Chong held down the bamboo slips that the accountant was about to take back.

"Sir Yang, this is against the rules." The accountant just turned a blind eye to Yang Chong's dominance. There were powerful people everywhere in Xinzheng, and there were many officials with a salary of 600 dan. There was no so-called face in the theater.

"I think it's in line with the rules here." Yang Chong said.

"Commander Yang, this is not a place for a Simamen commander like you to act so arrogantly." The accountant was also annoyed. He knew what kind of people were coming and going here, and how could a small Simamen commander dare to act so arrogantly here.

"Really? I'll say it again, Zi Nu, Yang Chong, first-class compartment A." Yang Chong put his palm on the table.

"Let go..." The accountant was about to ask someone to drive Yang Chong away, but he could not finish his words halfway through. In front of him, the table was constantly sinking into the ground, one inch, two inches, three inches. At this time, the table top had left Yang Chong's palm, but it was still descending and sinking into the ground. In a blink of an eye, the table top was completely level with the ground, and what was even more terrifying was that the table top was intact.

Being able to work as an accountant in a place like a theater, doing the work of welcoming and seeing off guests, he must have extraordinary knowledge. There are many people in Xinzheng who can smash a table top with one palm, but he has never seen or even heard of someone like Yang Chong, who used only palm force to press the table into the ground inch by inch.

"First-class compartment A." Meeting Yang Chong's gaze, the accountant swallowed his saliva. He was very suspicious that if he uttered no again, Yang Chong would slap him.

"Is this your method? It's not that great, is it?" Zi Nu, who had only watched the show from beginning to end and regarded herself as an outsider, walked in the theater. It was unknown what kind of mood she was in as she teased Yang Chong.

"But we have already come in, and we are still in the first class of A." Yang Chong said. Everything he did was to allow himself to break the rules. The rules that were insurmountable in Zi Nu's eyes were just things that were constantly broken for him.

"The method is not very clever." Zi Nu shook her head.

“But it works.”

"I'm afraid you'll get beaten."

"That's a coincidence. I don't have any other skills, but I'm really good at fighting."

The two walked and talked until they sat down in the box.

The show began. Zi Nu listened with great interest, while Yang Chong yawned out of boredom.

"Hey, aren't you here to watch the show?" Just when Yang Chong was about to fall asleep, Zi Nu patted his shoulder.

"I'm not here to watch the show." Yang Chong, who had regained consciousness, stretched lazily and said.

"So what are you looking at?"

"Look at you!" Zi Nu was silent now because she didn't know how to refute.

Chapter 122 I am also a woman

Zi Nu held the teacup and sipped it in small sips. She had just been blaming Yang Chong for sleeping, but now she had no intention of watching this opera which she had never been qualified to watch in the past. Her mind had been diverted by Yang Chong's words.

Looking at Yang Chong, who looked listless because of boredom, Zi Nu didn't know what to say for a moment, but she knew that he was in a pretty good mood now.

It turns out that I am also a vulgar and stupid woman! Realizing her change, Zi Nu chuckled and shook her head. However, if possible, she also wanted to be a vulgar and stupid woman. If she had no choice, who wouldn't want to have someone to pamper and protect herself?

Compared to being an older sister, Zi Nu actually prefers being a younger sister, but reality does not allow it. The reality forces her to be that older sister, forcing her to support Zi Lan Xuan with her own hands.

"But, are you that person?" Zi Nu looked at Yang Chong, never so seriously as she did at this moment.

Zi Nu had to admit that the Yang Chong before could only make her confused, but the Yang Chong who brought her into the theater with brutal means made her heart moved. She was indeed moved at that time, and Zi Nu could be sure of this.

Zi Nu thought about it, her eyes moving over Yang Chong. He didn't have the demeanor of a master like Wei Zhuang, nor the literary elegance and humor like Han Fei, but he looked very pleasing to the eye.

Thinking of Yang Chong's brutality when he threatened the accountant just now, Zi Nu couldn't help but burst out laughing. As the owner of Zi Lan Xuan, she actually hated such customers very much, but she couldn't hate Yang Chong at all.

"Wei Zhuang is right." Zi Nu smiled. She no longer had the maturity and steadiness of the proprietress of Zi Lan Xuan, but had a bit more of the cuteness of a young girl.

Zi Nu, who is always dealing with the hardships of the world and the complex human hearts, is actually not as mature and wise as she looks. Deep in her heart, she has always hoped to meet someone who can keep her innocent forever, but reality forces her to bury this extravagant hope deep in her heart. And now, Yang Chong makes her have such an impulse again.

After an unknown amount of time, the opera had ended, and Zi Nu had no idea what the second half of the performance was. After drinking the last bit of tea in the teacup, Zi Nu pushed Yang Chong and said, "Hey, don't sleep anymore. We should leave."

"Huh? It's over?" Yang Chong opened his eyes, looking like he was awake but his soul had not yet returned.

"Hey, but you brought me to see the show, how can you sleep all the time?" Zi Nu shook Yang Chong's shoulders. She would never have done such a thing before, but now she didn't think so much about it. She just did it after thinking about it. At this time, Zi Nu had already let go of the restraints on herself.

"I don't like watching operas anymore, no matter in my previous life or this life." Yang Chong shrugged. Not only did he dislike opera, he also hated it. His hometown in his previous life was also in South Korea, and opera was also something his ancestors liked, so he had been tortured since he was a child.

"You are fooling people again, and what about the previous life? But it's time for us to go." Zi Nu stood up and took two steps. Her graceful charm made Yang Chong's eyes brighten, and he no longer felt sleepy.

"It's time to go, but where are we going next?" Yang Chong walked up to Zi Nu and asked.

"It was you who pulled me out. Shouldn't you ask yourself this question?" Zi Nu turned her head and looked at Yang Chong. Today she just wanted to be lazy and didn't want to use her brain at all.

"Then come with me." Since Zi Nu had already said so, what else could Yang Chong say but to go.

However, the two wanted to leave, but someone didn't want them to leave like that.

"Commander Yang, do you want to give our Prime Minister's Mansion an explanation?" Just as Yang Chong and Zi Nu were preparing for the private room, the people who came to call for an explanation arrived.

"What explanation?" Yang Chong looked at the middle-aged scholar in front of him and understood. No wonder the theater in a place like Xinzheng could become a place where only the powerful and wealthy could come and go. It turned out that behind it was the most powerful and wealthy person in South Korea.

The Zhang family is a truly powerful family in South Korea. They have been ministers of Korea for generations, just like the three dukes in four generations in later generations. They have absolute influence in South Korea. To some extent, even Ji Wuye cannot compare to them. After all, Ji Wuye has been in power for too short a time, and he has accumulated his power mostly by relying on the military force in his hands and tyranny. Unlike the Zhang family, the family's power has reached its peak in a subtle way.

"The theater has its own rules. Commander Yang maliciously broke our rules. Shouldn't he give us an explanation?" Although the middle-aged scholar's tone was gentle, the content of his words was not so friendly.

"Look, the one who is going to cause trouble for you is here." Zi Nu took a step away from Yang Chong, looking as if it had nothing to do with her, and shamefully became a deserter.

"That's your rule, what does it have to do with me?" Yang Chong looked indifferent.

"Commander Yang, don't be so arrogant. Do you really think that we in the Prime Minister's Mansion can't do anything to you?" The middle-aged scholar was also angry at this time because Yang Chong was ungrateful.

"Sorry, that's what I think. Get out of the way, we are leaving." Yang Chong stepped forward and approached the middle-aged scholar.

"How dare you." The middle-aged scholar pointed his spear at Yang Chong and was about to order his men to arrest Yang Chong.

However, before he could give the order, Yang Chong punched the box behind him. The Tiger Roaring Fist came out, and the phantom of a white tiger roared and rushed towards the box. With a loud bang, the entire box instantly broke into pieces.

“Your Excellency should know that when the emperor is angry, blood will flow for a thousand miles and millions of corpses will be buried. But you should also know that when an ordinary person is angry, blood will flow within five steps.” Yang Chong said, no longer restraining his murderous intent. The Prime Minister's Mansion may be an unshakable behemoth in the eyes of others, but what does that have to do with Yang Chong?

"You, you..." The middle-aged scholar was shocked and angry, and wanted to explode, but the threat in Yang Chong's words was too obvious. Yang Chong might be punished, but the price would be his life. He did not dare to gamble. The theater was not his property. As a manager, why should he gamble his life?

"Get out of the way." Yang Chong said coldly. A theater really thinks it is a noble existence. It is just a bunch of things to entertain people. Who gives them the confidence?

"What a mighty man." Zi Nu chuckled, looking like she was enjoying the fun.

"You are also a very beautiful woman."

Under the angry gaze of the middle-aged scholar, Yang Chong and Zi Nu, the couple, swaggered out of the theater.

Yang Chong and Zi Nu walked on the street, speechless for a while. After an unknown amount of time, Zi Nu suddenly smiled and said, "This feeling of being free and doing whatever you want is not bad."

"So you are this kind of Zi Nu?" Yang Chong showed a look of shock.

"Hey, what's with that expression on your face? Then tell me what kind of Zi Nu I should be?" Zi Nu hammered Yang Chong's shoulder, lifted a strand of hair from her forehead, and a little blush appeared behind her ears. She also realized that she was too presumptuous today.

"It doesn't matter whether you should or not. I only know that you should become a happy Zi Nu girl. As for other things, it has nothing to do with me." Yang Chong said.

"You're good at talking. Where are we going next?" Zi Nu asked. She didn't plan to think about anything today. She just wanted to continue to be unrestrained.

"I'll listen to you today." Yang Chong said.

"But you pulled me back." Zi Nu said dissatisfiedly.

"Then how about we go to Suzaku Pavilion?" Yang Chong suggested.

"Suzaku Pavilion?" Zi Nu was slightly stunned. Are the two of them going to be gamblers?

Zi Nu thought for a moment and felt that she had never been a gambler before. With this thought, her interest immediately came up, so she said, "Then lead the way."

Zhuque Pavilion was the former Qianlong Hall, but it was snatched from a farmer's family by Yang Chong. However, all the business that Qianlong Hall once had is now also available in Zhuque Pavilion, so Zhuque Pavilion is still the largest and most high-end casino in Xinzheng.

Zi Nu is a very smart person, Yang Chong has no doubt about this. When it comes to gambling skills, Zi Nu is still the same. In the casino, Zi Nu can be said to be invincible. In just half an hour, the chips are piled up in front of her.

As for why there are things like chips, it is of course because of Yang Chong. After taking over Suzaku Pavilion, Yang Chong made certain adjustments to this casino, and chips are one of them.

When she beat the opposing dealer again, the smile on Zi Nu's face could no longer be hidden.

"We won again." Zi Nu gathered the winning chips in front of her and said to Yang Chong happily.

"Let me do it this time." Yang Chong's face turned green at this moment. All the money that Zi Nu won was his. In a short period of time, Zi Nu had won 300 gold from the dealer, and he happened to be the last dealer of Suzaku Pavilion.

"Then you come." Zi Nu was very generous at this time and directly let Yang Chong come in front of her.

Yang Chong, who came on the field, was very lucky and lost all his chips in one go.

"Oh! I accidentally lost it all!" Yang Chong looked at Zi Nu helplessly, but his eyes were full of smiles. He did it on purpose. The money that Zi Nu won was his money, and only the money that Zi Nu lost belonged to him.

"Stingy man, I don't want to play anymore." Zi Nu said angrily. That was three hundred gold, a considerable amount of money for anyone.

"That's three hundred golds. Who can be so generous as to ignore it?" Yang Chong argued.

"Let's go, let's go." Zi Nu was about to leave the casino. She had lost all her money, so what was the point of playing?

"Come on, I'll treat you to dinner." Yang Chong followed.

"Use my money?" Zi Nu asked back.

"Correct."

"Thank you very much."