Chapter 8: The King of Wei

  "But what?" Lin Xiu had never heard of such a ridiculous way to tease someone. It was said that this method was very effective on children, but he suddenly discovered that it was even more effective on adults. Just as he was about to get excited, he heard Zhang Wen's "but" and his heart skipped a beat.

  However, we should think of a way to get some anesthetic, otherwise, would Liu Fudu be able to lie still and let us pour water on him? He was secretly worried, not knowing if there was such a thing as anesthetic in this era.

  Zhang Er, who had been pondering beside him, burst out laughing: "Haha, Wu Lang, have you forgotten what a small person like me is for?"

  Zhang Wen Zheng was about to ask a question, but after some thought, he realized that this couldn't be asked, or it would reveal his ignorance. However, since Zhang Er was so confident, he should be quite skilled in the art of medicine.

  "Ah, almost forgot about you! This anesthetic thing, I'll leave it to you." Finally, Zhang Wen added another sentence: "Won't there be any problems?"

  Zhang Er slapped his chest loudly: "What is Wu Lang talking about? My brothers and I have done so many earth-shaking things with you, has anything ever gone wrong? The medicine prepared by the villain, has there ever been a slight mistake? You can rest assured!"

  Zhang Wen was taken aback by the words "earth-shattering event", and he rolled his eyes. At the same time, he couldn't help but think: "It seems that the Zhang brothers also have their own strengths, the second brother can make medicine, I wonder what the eldest will do?"

  "Alright then!" Zhang Wen nodded: "I think it's still early, why don't we head back and prepare first, and take action after nightfall, how about that?"

  Lin Xiu burst out laughing and said, "Why don't we just find a random place to eat? It's rare that you're giving me face today, so let me treat you instead. I couldn't afford this fancy restaurant, but some ordinary small taverns are still within my means. What I'm worried about is that with your status, you might not be used to eating in noisy places with dishes that don't even have fish or meat."

  Zhang Wen suddenly felt a surge of inexplicable joy in his heart: "What nonsense, let's go!" He said, stretching out his hand to put it on Lin Xiu's shoulder and moving forward.

  A few people had just disappeared at the end of the main road, a green figure like a butterfly fluttered over from afar.

  Arriving at the foot of the Yu Xiang Wine House, the girl's eyes involuntarily glanced up at the position by the window on the upper floor.

  "That scoundrel is gone!" The girl whispered softly, but her heart involuntarily surged with a faint sense of disappointment.

  "That guy" is a complete scoundrel, every time she goes to pick medicine, she always sees him lurking around, what a coincidence! But this time, he finally couldn't help but take action. This kind of "hero rescues beauty" play can be used to deceive those naive little girls, but deceiving me?

  It cannot be denied that "that person" has the capital to attract girls. Whether it is birth, appearance or demeanor, they are all the ideal objects in the hearts of daughters. Yan Niang had not experienced any romantic affairs after all, and naturally could not help but develop some good feelings towards "that person" that she herself might not even be aware of.

  As I was walking, I suddenly heard a shout of "Drive!" and a carriage came out from the side street. The coachman was obviously arrogant and ignored everything around him, and the carriage swept past like a whirlwind.

  Yan Niang wanted to dodge, but it was too late. She dodged to the side, and in a flash, she avoided the danger, but still got grazed. Her center of gravity was unstable, and with a crash, she was knocked to the side of the road. Fortunately, there was a wall beside her, Yan Niang quickly stretched out her hand, "slap" - her entire body's weight was pressed onto that small hand! Although her hand felt numb, she managed to steady herself.

  "Aren't you blind? How are you driving?" Yan Niang burst into anger, and a rebuke came out of her mouth.

  But she had hardly finished speaking when she began to regret it, for she quickly saw that what was in front of her was a rickshaw.

  This carriage is not something that ordinary people can ride in. At the very least, one must be an official of the fifth rank or higher to qualify. Moreover, even for officials of the fifth rank and above, carriages are usually stored in the Temple of the Imperial Guards and only brought out on special occasions.

  And it's still a ceremonial chariot! The outer carriage, with green and light red colors intertwined, has a crimson canopy. On the flagpole beside the door, nine tassels are hanging. Nine tassels signify that this is a first-rank official's vehicle!

  This is a sedan chair for a first-rank official! And in today's imperial court, the only ones who are of the first rank are princes. In other words, that fellow inside the sedan chair is at least a duke!

  As expected, as soon as the carriage passed by Nang's body, more than a dozen riders immediately followed closely from behind. Each of these horses was extremely agile, and every rider on them was holding their reins straight, with sharp eyes scanning all around. The feeling they gave people was that no matter who it was, as long as there was even the slightest threatening movement towards the people in the carriage, they would unhesitatingly strike them down.

  This is the retinue of the man in the carriage. It's rare to see so many brave riders following, even among the royal family and nobles.

  "I didn't hear anything! I didn't hear anything!" Yan Niang muttered to herself, her resentment had long since dissipated, and all she hoped for was to get through this ordeal as soon as possible without any further complications.

  Reality often doesn't go as one wishes, but this carriage stopped right in front of him. The coachman turned around and cursed, "Blind dog eyes, can't you see whose carriage this is? You dare to scold me, aren't you afraid..."

  At a glance, he saw the beauty of the young woman, and the car driver's throat made a "gulp" sound, swallowing a mouthful of water, and couldn't say another word. He never expected that with just one bump, he would actually bump into such a beautiful and elegant girl.

  "What's going on?" A lazy voice suddenly came from inside the car. Although the voice was not loud, it carried a rare sense of majesty. It was clear that the person in the car was someone who had been pampered for a long time. Only then could they infuse their every word and action with an air of dignity.

  "Reporting to Your Majesty, when the carriage was passing through the street, it was bumped by a reckless little woman!"

  "Did I hit the car?!" Yan Niang could hardly believe her ears, looking at the huge vehicle and then lowering her head to look at her own slender figure. She was speechless for a moment. The fact that he could say something like this showed just how shameless he usually was.

  Yi Niang was about to erupt, but suddenly caught sight of the package of medicine in her hand. The fire in her heart was instantly extinguished: "Yi Niang, Yi Niang, the mistress is still waiting for her medicine, you must hold back!" At once, she bowed her head and apologized to the chariot: "I was careless and offended Your Majesty, please forgive me!"

  "Oh!" Perhaps it was because Nian's voice was too pleasant, the carriage curtain moved, and a head poked out from inside.

  The girl lowered her head, although she still couldn't see the man's face clearly, but she could feel his deep gaze on herself with her peripheral vision. She hastily held her breath and lowered her head even further.

  "Look up!" After a while, that majestic voice sounded again.

  The young woman's heart skipped a beat, but she steeled herself and lifted her head, silently cursing the driver's ancestors for eight generations.

  In front of me was a slightly chubby man, whose eyes were somewhat dull at first, with a pale complexion, clearly showing signs of overindulgence in wine and women. His expression was still quite warm and gave people a sense of ease.

  As soon as he saw Yan Niang's face clearly, the dead water-like eyes immediately radiated a sudden burst of vitality, staring tightly at Yan Niang and refusing to let go for even a moment.

  The young woman also secretly took a look at this person. He was wearing a crown, with blue beads hanging down like a waterfall, and as he nodded his head slightly, the beads kept making crisp sounds of colliding jade.

  Suddenly, the man turned his head and shouted at the carman: "You dare to be so presumptuous! It was clearly your fault that you bumped into the young lady, yet you have the audacity to shift the blame. Are you trying to frame me?"

  The charioteer was greatly frightened, and hastily jumped down from the carriage. With a "thud", he knelt down and trembled with fear, saying: "Your Majesty spare my life! Your Majesty spare my life!"

  The young lady not only didn't have a hint of joy, but her heart sank instead. This inexplicable king, if he had been harsh with himself, would have been fine, at most she would have endured his scolding and let it pass, treating it as the barking of a dog. But since he was being friendly to her, his intentions were clear, and today's test wouldn't be easy to get through.

  "Little girl, I am Wei Wang. Don't be alarmed by my servant's behavior, it's nothing to worry about!" As he turned his head back, the fierce look on Wu Chengsi's face instantly disappeared without a trace, and even a hint of a smile faintly appeared.

  Huh? The King of Wei? Isn't the King of Wei just Wu Chengsi? One of the main competitors for the crown prince, and today's eldest nephew Wu Chengsi!

  "I dare not!" Yan Niang lowered her head, but her eyes kept darting back and forth. No matter how hard she thought, she couldn't think of a way to escape. In the face of absolute power, she, a weak woman, was completely useless, no matter how clever she was.

  "What should I call you, young lady? In your family..."

  Just as he was about to speak, a gloomy voice suddenly came from across: "Isn't that the King of Wei?"

  Wu Shengsi's eyebrows furrowed, just about to scold, but turning his head and seeing the newcomer, a smile immediately appeared on his face.

  "So it's Shaofu, long time no see!"