My husband is not easy to mess with. - Chapter 9: Stop Pretending!
Chapter 9: Stop Pretending!
Nie Yao put on the clothes perfectly.
The Emperor was so pleased that he rewarded him with a gold brick.
It was a gold brick, not a bar. It was an extra-large piece, very heavy in the hand.
“Your Majesty.” Nie Yao tucked the gold brick into his pocket. He didn’t know what small money-hiding trick he used, but the brick, weighing tens of catties, didn’t pull on his clothes at all.
“Your subject is willing to go through fire and water for Your Majesty, without hesitation.”
His eyes were filled with unwavering devotion to money.
The New Emperor paused, turning to look back at him.
“Does Lord Nie like gold and silver very much?”
That was natural.
Most people in the world should like this stuff.
Nie Yao nodded.
The New Emperor then asked, “For money, can Lord Nie disregard his life?”
Nie Yao was puzzled. When did he ever say such a thing?
He considered himself quite fond of life and wouldn’t discard it for money.
Money, at most, could only squeeze out dignity to take second place. For a person—at least for himself—life was ultimately the most important thing.
Nie Yao: “Your Majesty, money cannot buy your subject’s life.”
So don’t dream of taking shortcuts. If you have ambitions, you should honestly use your brains and schemes to bring him down.
“Lord Nie speaks very well.”
Unexpectedly, the New Emperor was very satisfied with Nie Yao’s answer.
With a wave of his slender, fair hand, he rewarded him with another box of gold bars.
Nie Yao was momentarily stunned. Even when sitting down at the dining table, he was still thinking: was he about to latch onto a golden thigh and once again live the wonderful life of debauchery where someone gave him a large sum of money to live on every day?
Of course, there’s no such thing as a free lunch.
The New Emperor certainly wanted something from him.
Most likely, it was for military power.
In that case, his calculations were bound to fail.
Force is the ultimate truth.
Truth is something that should only be grasped in one’s own hands; anyone who hands it over is a fool risking their life.
What a pity.
If the New Emperor had been interested in him personally, they might have been able to negotiate a price.
“Benefactor!”
The cream cake that Xiaodouzi had mentioned was brought up, along with the chef who made it.
Xiaomaizi knelt on the floor according to etiquette, holding the fruit cream cake with both hands.
He cheered, “This is the cream cake I’ve researched for ten years. Please, Benefactor, try it and see if it’s the taste you spoke of!”
It looked quite similar.
It was even thoughtfully adorned with fruit.
Nie Yao was momentarily stunned. Under Xiaomaizi’s expectant gaze, he picked up a spoon and took a bite.
“How is it, Benefactor? Is it the taste of your hometown?”
“Mm… yes.” Nie Yao nodded, complimenting that Xiaomaizi’s cake was delicious.
Xiaomaizi realized his long-held dream and was very satisfied.
He didn’t take all the credit.
Smiling brightly, “Thanks to you, Benefactor, for saving my brother and me back then, allowing us to eat well, keep warm, and even study and read. We will never forget your kindness!”
“All these years, we’ve always wanted to do something for you, Benefactor. But I’m not as smart as my brother, I only have some talent in cooking. I’ve researched most of the dishes you mentioned, just waiting for you, Benefactor, to return and taste them!”
“And of course, His Majesty also really wanted you, Benefactor, to taste the flavor of home! Over the years, no matter what ingredients I needed to experiment with, His Majesty would find a way to get them! His Majesty has missed you a lot, Benefactor, why didn’t you…” write a letter.
Xiaomaizi’s lips clattered quickly.
He was usually very talkative.
If the Emperor hadn’t interrupted him, he could have said even more.
Xiaodouzi, who had arranged for him to come, hadn’t expected his brother to become so verbose at such a moment.
Seeing His Majesty’s displeasure, he immediately knelt and pleaded for forgiveness.
“Forgive me, Your Majesty. Xiaomaizi is delirious and has spoken some nonsense…” words.
“Enough, you can leave too.”
“Yes.”
Xiaomaizi realized he had caused trouble, quickly covered his mouth, bowed profusely, and backed out of the hall door.
Everyone else left.
The hall became very quiet.
Nie Yao buried his head in his food, like a hungry ghost reincarnated, sweeping clean the rice noodles, egg pancakes, and small steamed buns in front of him.
Fortunately, dining etiquette was already ingrained in his bones from his previous life, otherwise this scene would likely shatter the illusions of the thousands of girls and gērs in Moshi County.
The Emperor sneered at the sight.
He asked coldly, “Is Lord Nie’s family so poor that he can’t even afford to eat?”
Only then did Nie Yao look up, as if just emerging from a state of dedicated eating.
He elegantly wiped his mouth.
Shamelessly admitting, “Your subject’s family finances are indeed somewhat difficult. If Your Majesty pities me, rewarding your subject with some food allowance is not out of the question.”
“Oh, really.”
The New Emperor waved a hand, rewarding him with another four boxes of gold.
Nie Yao clutched his right side, representing his imaginary and virtual heart, feeling like he was almost blinded by the golden light.
“Your Majesty, are you in need of a wife… ah no, are you in need of a younger brother? Actually, your subject can be your bl00d-brother from different parents, helping you solve the worry of having too much money to spend.”
Nie Yao witnessed the New Emperor’s money power, and his imagined false heart thumped wildly.
It was the feeling of being tempted~
He wanted to be the brother of a tycoon.
Wealthy and worry-free, with an elder brother to take care of everything.
This was the first time the Emperor had seen sincerity in his eyes.
Instantaneously, his anger flared.
“Slap!!”
The New Emperor slapped him.
Nie Yao, who was unprepared, was stunned by the blow.
What was he doing?
If he didn’t want to spend money on him, fine, but why hit him? Although it didn’t hurt, it hurt his pride!
He was a martial arts master, after all. If he was slapped so casually, how could he continue to survive in the assassin world?
Nie Yao covered his face, retreating two steps in caution.
“Your Majesty, your subject just had a sudden bout of delirium and spoke nonsense, don’t take it seriously… What are you doing!”
Nie Yao was almost slapped again.
He was completely taken aback.
Grabbing the New Emperor’s wrist, he glared threateningly: “Du Suilan, if you dare to strike again, don’t blame me for being impolite!”
His tone was only slightly harsher.
The delicate, frail xiăogēr was so frightened that his eyes turned red.
“Sudden delirium?” The New Emperor, Du Suilan, laughed angrily, “Why didn’t the Young General wait until he had stuffed himself to bursting before he stopped pretending he didn’t hear Xiaomaizi’s words?”
“Du Suilan? Why doesn’t the Young General wait until he’s dead and in his coffin before admitting he knows me!”
“Abandoning me for twelve years, and treating me as an enemy the moment we meet… Ha… Hahaha… Why didn’t the Young General just go through with it and kill me last night to put an end to future troubles!”
Nie Yao was questioned, and he felt a bit flustered.
This time, it was the left side that was panicking.
As a result, his hands felt weak, and the grip restraining the New Emperor’s wrist loosened.
The New Emperor’s anger had been accumulating for over a decade, and now, given a chance, he vented it unrestrainedly.
Scratching and clawing.
Before long, Nie Yao’s face and neck were grazed and bleeding.
“Your Majesty.”
Nie Yao closed his eyes and waited a few minutes for him, then, feeling it was time, he grabbed the New Emperor’s hands to stop his actions.
He conveniently changed the subject, “The morning court time has passed.”
“This is the first official court session since Your Majesty ascended the throne; it might be detrimental to the image if you don’t attend.”
Even if it’s just for show, Your Majesty, you should be there.
Du Suilan understood his words.
He spread his arms, allowing him to re-tidy his robes.
“Lord Nie.” Du Suilan had someone bring another box of gold bars to Nie Yao. “I believe what you once said is correct; a job like this should at least be nine to five.”
“You go and deal with it.”
“I want the morning court time postponed to nine o’clock.”