The Demon Lords

Chapter 1055: Chapter 253: Poems and Wine, Entering the Inner Court Again (3)

The Yan people are a warlike nation, ignorant of culture and etiquette, truly a country of uncultured brutes. Both Qian and Chu are lands of propriety; how can we be long bullied by beasts?

We must strive with strength!"

"Mr. Su’s words resonate deeply with me, come, let’s drink together!"

The Regent was evidently very satisfied with Zheng Fan.

As a scholar, you may not know about warfare, after all, since Xia, the kind of scholar-generals there have been only a few throughout the East.

As a scholar, to express bold sentiments through poetry, to compose inspiring lyrics, is already fulfilling your duty.

Lord Zheng took the wine gourd from the swordsmith’s hand; he didn’t bother to wipe the mouth of the gourd but drank deeply.

The wine was rich and fragrant, but not very strong; Lord Zheng wiped his mouth after drinking and exclaimed:

"Excellent!"

The Regent chuckled, saying: "The delightful part is that with Mr. Su’s song accompanying us, this journey won’t be lonely."

"You flatter me."

After that, the inside of the carriage became quiet.

On one hand, the Regent was gently savoring the poem "Full River Red," and on the other, as they drew closer to the villa, other thoughts began to occupy his mind.

This gave Lord Zheng some relief, as he was really worried that the Regent might continue chatting about domestic matters. Knowing that he was a fake, he was bound to slip up in a common talk.

The carriage swayed,

as they got closer to the villa,

it suddenly struck Lord Zheng that he had been coming and going too often, making it seem like he was wandering in a brothel. Visiting today, resting overnight, and thinking of returning the next day.

But as they were only four or five miles away from the villa, Lord Zheng suddenly remembered something that made him tense.

He had previously entered and exited the villa as the shopkeeper of the Fan Family’s jewelry shop,

and the Qu Clan’s Imperial Censorate Officers in the villa had seen him,

wouldn’t he be directly exposed?

At this thought,

Lord Zheng immediately lost his settled mindset and began to feel as if he were on pins and needles.

The swordsmith continued drinking,

and seemingly noticed Lord Zheng’s unease, asked:

"Mr. Su, are you sweating?"

Zheng Fan quickly replied:

"It’s just that, just that this junior... cannot handle his drink."

"Heh." The swordsmith only chuckled at these words and continued drinking.

...

At this time, within the royal villa, squads of royal guards entered and took over the inner circle’s defenses.

Neither the Qu Clan’s Blue Luan Army nor the private soldiers of the servant families offered any resistance in the face of the royal guards and obediently relinquished their defensive positions.

Subsequently, a squad of Phoenix Nest guards entered the inner courtyard, and the Qu Clan’s officers who had been guarding the inner courtyard retreated knowingly without saying much.

Next, all the eunuchs and maids in the inner courtyard were cleared out, leaving only the Fourth Princess and the head eunuch Zhao Cheng.

Zhao Cheng was initially confused, not understanding what exactly was happening; he had never seen such a thorough change of defense.

After all, just last month, he was still the leader of a beggar gang in Xiayong City. Though he was ruthless and resilient by nature, cultivating a grand vision doesn’t happen overnight, so he couldn’t discern what this scene meant.

The princess, on the other hand,

in facing this situation,

simply sat silently at her bedroom’s dressing table,

as there were no maids around, she began to dress herself.

Looking at herself in the mirror,

she suddenly felt a bit unfamiliar.

Of course,

she knew who had come,

he,

had really come.

...

The Regent’s carriage was not inspected after entering the royal villa’s range; along the way, the royal guards had secured all the necessary routes, so the carriage drove straight into the inner courtyard and stopped there.

Seeing this carriage entering with such fanfare,

Zhao Cheng still couldn’t guess which important figure had arrived, he only knew it must be someone significant.

In this era, the common folk were not familiar with the emperor visiting incognito, nor were there many dramatizations to educate them, so Zhao Cheng not realizing who had come was quite normal.

Eunuch Zhao prostrated himself in front of the carriage, trembling.

The curtain of the carriage was lifted,

and the first to step out,

was the Regent,

he glanced at the closed door of the bedchamber, sighed, and walked past Zhao Cheng to push open the door and enter.

Mr. Chen and the swordsmith also disembarked, and the last to step down was Lord Zheng, who was feeling lightheaded and momentarily relieved of his worries.

Phew...

Luckily,

the area had been cleared,

otherwise, he really would have been in trouble.

Bouncing along the edge of danger recently is sure to scare him into a heart condition sooner or later.

At this moment, Mr. Chen approached the swordsmith and said:

"Sir, could you give me some guidance?"

Mr. Chen was a simple-minded individual; naturally, him doing such a thing seemed normal.

The swordsmith was initially surprised but smiled and nodded, gesturing for Mr. Chen to accompany him to the side, saying:

"I’m unworthy to give guidance. Here, show me your sword, and perform a routine; I can help you see if it needs any refining."

"Thank you, sir."

Finishing his words, Mr. Chen followed the swordsmith to the other side, winking at Zheng Fan as he left.

Lord Zheng was puzzled by this gesture,

as deciphering Mr. Chen’s message was not something a regular person could understand.

After a long pause, Zheng Fan finally realized, guessing that Mr. Chen was trying to create an opportunity by distracting the swordsmith, allowing him to do as he saw fit.

Perhaps Mr. Chen felt remorse for inadvertently bringing Lord Zheng, a Yan noble, into this Chu setting, and after much contemplation, he finally thought of a plan.

But Lord Zheng had already given up on using force,

after the coachman brought the carriage in, he left, so now only Lord Zheng and the kneeling Eunuch Zhao, who didn’t dare raise his head, remained by the carriage.

Lord Zheng licked his lips and nudged Zhao Cheng’s leg with his foot,

exclaiming:

"Get me a cup of water."

"Yes, yes, huh?"

Zhao Cheng suddenly found the voice rather familiar,

and as he got up, he couldn’t help but glance at the person in front of him,

what he saw,

was Zheng Fan’s smiling face,

Zhao Cheng froze in place briefly,

then his legs gave way, and he fell to the ground with a thud,

exclaiming in shock:

"Mother!"

Lucky for him, Zheng Fan’s gaze turned cold, and Zhao Cheng immediately shut up, not making more noise and quickly going to fetch tea.

While departing,

he couldn’t help but cast a resentful glance at Lord Zheng,

even the princess’s consort doesn’t visit as frequently as you do!

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