Free Web NovelChapter 689: Chapter 689: That Woman Is Truly Terrifying
Sikong Jian sat down at the reception table at the entrance and gave Liu Ji a friendly smile, gesturing for him to sit as well.
The onlookers sighed, marveling at Lord State Preceptor’s grandeur, unmatched by ordinary people.
Liu Ji cursed in his heart: Hypocrite!
On the surface, he smiled broadly, but as soon as he sat down, he shouted: "In this sweltering heat, not even a sip of water to drink!"
"You are insolent..."
Sun Jiang’s scolding had just begun when Sikong Jian stopped him.
"Serve him tea," Sikong Jian instructed.
His gaze swept over the young talented scholars at the entrance, and he added, "Today, everyone has come not hesitating to put aside their scholarly status to apply as house servants out of pure respect and admiration for the teacher. I will acknowledge this on behalf of the teacher."
"Steward Sun, give everyone a tea refreshment fee, and let them all go home first. Today’s recruitment stops here. Thank you all for making this special trip for the teacher, much appreciated."
Liu Ji’s teeth hurt listening to it all, such a pretender, truly a pretender.
But when he turned around, good heavens, a large group of people knelt in unison, thanking Lord State Preceptor!
Someone was even moved to shout loudly: "Should the gentleman need anything, we scholars can come anytime to take care of him! Lord State Preceptor is so filial, we’re so moved we’re in tears!"
After saying this, they bowed three times, got up, and retreated.
They did not take a single cent of the tea refreshment fee.
Sikong Jian, looking like he would leave no stone unturned, insisted that Sun Jiang ensure the tea refreshment fees were sent out, making sure no one came for nothing, otherwise the teacher would certainly blame him as the senior disciple.
Onlookers sighed deeply, convinced that the State Preceptor, who had been fined a few days ago because of a martial artist’s report, surely had his reasons for instigating the Crown Prince to cover up for Prince Feng’s misdeeds.
Liu Ji observed the reactions of the crowd, then turned back to look at Sikong Jian’s kindly smile, and snorted internally at this cunning old man!
"I wish to hire you to take care of the teacher’s daily needs at the mansion. As for the compensation, whatever you need, just let me know. If it makes the teacher’s life more comfortable, I’m even willing to offer this National Master Mansion as your reward," Sikong Jian said with a courteous smile.
Any normal person with a bit of self-respect wouldn’t take his words seriously, daring to ask for the entire National Master Mansion.
After all, this was just an exaggerated expression.
But who was Liu Ji?
He didn’t care about face; he was the most shameless!
Liu Ji, suppressing his excitement, replied with a grin: "Since Lord State Preceptor is so courteous, then I’ll take this National Master Mansion as my reward. I’ll do my utmost to take care of the teacher until he stands up again!"
"..."
The air went silent for a moment.
Sikong Jian pretended the previous scene hadn’t happened and said to himself: "How about this, I’ll give you ten taels of silver a month?"
Liu Ji: "One hundred taels then."
Sun Jiang inhaled sharply, given face yet disrespecting it?
Liu Ji seemed oblivious to the murderous intent in the other’s eyes, grabbed his teacup, downed it in one gulp, and stretched out five fingers, starting his reverse job application.
"First, I work daily from Si hour (9 a.m.) to late afternoon (5 p.m.), three days on, one day off, with special holiday allowances."
Liu Ji shrugged helplessly, "As a qualified husband, while taking care of the teacher, I also can’t let my family feel neglected, right?"
He continued: "Second, I live far away, so I hope the lord will assign a carriage and horses for my transportation."
"Third, I will be responsible for two meals a day for the teacher, but please set up a separate kitchen in the courtyard and have the market bring ingredients based on my menu every day."
"Fourth, I’m a weak scholar, can’t lift or carry, so please provide me with a young strong attendant for errands."
Sikong Jian raised an eyebrow, looking at Sun Jiang for confirmation; did he hear it wrong?
Sun Jiang nodded nervously, "Lord, you didn’t hear wrong."
"Fifth..."
Before Liu Ji could finish, Sikong Jian slammed his palm on the table.
Sun Jiang, as if catching Liu Ji on a mistake, grabbed his collar with a threatening warning:
"I think, kid, you’re not here to be a servant, but looking for death!"
He was forceful, gripping hard, making Liu Ji choke and cough uncontrollably.
But while coughing, Liu Ji suddenly smiled mischievously, his seductive eyes fixed on the icy Sikong Jian, speaking in a low voice only the three of them could hear: "I will definitely die first, my lord!"
His gaze was too certain, as if he knew he wouldn’t die, full of provocation.
He even intentionally glanced in a specific direction, pausing for a moment before returning his gaze teasingly to Sikong Jian.
Sun Jiang felt something was wrong and immediately looked back in the direction Liu Ji had glanced, puzzled but finding nothing, yet his heart kept pounding.
The guards from the National Master Mansion rushed into the crowd, swept through them, then hurried back to report to Sikong Jian, "My lord, nothing."
Sikong Jian felt a jolt, Liu Ji’s brazen behavior indicated that woman must be hiding nearby.
Otherwise, this cowardly rustic wouldn’t dare to provoke him!
Sikong Jian leaned over the table, his sharp black eyes fixed on Liu Ji, forcing him: "Where is she?"
In his heart, Liu Ji thought, indeed! Sikong Jian had already discovered he and his wife had visited the teacher.
Good, he was worried this wretched State Preceptor didn’t know how formidable his wife was.
It seems like it’s time to scare him a little more.
"Don’t touch me!" Liu Ji swung away Sun Jiang’s hand, pulling his collar back with such force that he staggered a few steps.
Sun Jiang backed off, immediately standing in front of Sikong Jian, shielding him with his body, while scanning the crowd with an eagle eye, fearing anyone might suddenly attack.
Liu Ji, free now, stood with his hands behind his back, feeling joyful seeing Sikong Jian and his men on high alert.
Sikong Jian’s forehead veins twitched several times, asking again: "Speak!"
"You have so many experts, why not search yourself?" Liu Ji said fearlessly.
Sikong Jian had already sent a search around the area with his best Hidden Guard team.
But despite the tea time passing, he hadn’t received any feedback from the Hidden Guard.
Sikong Jian initially didn’t believe it, thinking Liu Ji was bluffing, but his act was too convincing, he didn’t dare to bet everything on it.
Suddenly, several rhythmic bird calls rang out.
Sikong Jian and Sun Jiang’s faces darkened together, no findings?
Sun Jiang whispered, "Could it be a ruse?"
"No, it’s not right," Sikong Jian’s expression suddenly turned serious.
He felt a gaze on him, creeping under his skin, there really was someone!
He was shocked, was that woman really that terrifying?
Liu Ji, seeing him looking dumbstruck, quietly made a thumbs-up in his heart, Ah Wang was truly awesome.
He continued nonchalantly: "Fifth, I’m here to take care of the teacher, not really as a lower servant, so I should be treated as a guest of honor."
No response, but he was not embarrassed, grinning: "Since you’re silent, I’ll assume you agree~"
Sikong Jian gritted his teeth, saying nothing.
Liu Ji batting his big eyes, asked with curiosity: "Why aren’t you smiling, my lord? Are you naturally stoic?"
Sikong Jian clearly took a deep breath, really wanting to tear up that mouth of his!
"You!" He raised his hand, pointing fiercely at Liu Ji from a distance, "Very good!"
"Ah yes, I’m very good," Liu Ji confidently replied, flicking back his hair.
Even Sun Jiang couldn’t stand it any longer, gripping his dagger at his waist, wishing to slice Liu Ji.
Yet his lord could still force out a ’charming’ smile, gesturing him forward, "Please, Mr. Liu!"
Liu Ji: "Alrighty then!"
He strode into the National Master Mansion like Granny Liu visiting a grand garden, finding everything fresh.
Sikong Jian’s brows furrowed tight enough to kill mosquitoes, Sun Jiang and others looked at Liu Ji with disdain, why did he feel so embarrassed?
