The Fulang's Modern Young Husband Chapter 369 Part 1

Chapter 369

Earlier, he had been afraid of getting beaten if he went out, but now there was no need to worry about that. The matter was nearly settled. Fang Zichen planned to return to Anping County in a few days. Having been here for so long, Guaizai had stayed by his side the whole time, watching him handle official business. It seemed the boy had learned quite a bit. Fang Zichen was deeply pleased and, for once, generously gave him ten copper coins, telling Zhang Quan to take him out for some fun.

Guaizai was so overjoyed he felt his soul might fly off. Like a wild horse breaking free, he was ecstatic once they reached the street. Spotting a vendor selling candied hawthorn sticks, he dashed over and said he wanted to buy one. The old man chuckled and gave him two sticks instead.

The Tyrannical Emperor Reborn Chapter 33

Chapter 33

It was not until the third day after the assassin had been sent away that Qi Junzhuo, far away in Qingzhou, learned of the news. He had originally wanted to meet the female assassin.

Yang Jinglei had already interrogated the captive assassin—her name was A Duo, while the other, who had vanished without a trace, was called A Nian. He had not been able to find out why they wanted to assassinate Qi Junzhuo.

But from the female assassin's attitude, it was clear they bore hatred toward the Emperor.

The Fulang's Modern Young Husband Chapter 368 Part 4

Yang Chengfeng stood by, watching Fang Zichen chat casually with them in just a few sentences. The merchants had been so scared at first that they could barely move their hands and feet, terrified of saying the wrong thing and offending him. But after only a couple of exchanges, seeing how easygoing Fang Zichen was, they completely relaxed.

Fang Zichen asked what business they were in and where they usually sold their goods. He talked about trade—their own area of expertise—and the merchants began to chatter nonstop.

"My family deals in cloth. Hemp fabric stays local; brocade and silk mostly go to Qinzhou."

The Tyrannical Emperor Reborn Chapter 32 Part 2

Qi Junmu had set Qingzhou's affairs aside for the time being—he decided to wait until the captured assassin was brought back to the capital, or at least until Qi Junzhuo returned, before dealing with it further.

Meanwhile, the investigation into the spring-palace (erotic) paintings that had appeared in the rear palace had reached a conclusion, and the Empress Dowager summoned him to Renshou Palace.

When Qi Junmu arrived, the Empress Dowager's expression was grim. Wen Wan stood beside her, head bowed and eyes lowered, her demeanor mild and composed. Qi Junmu paid his respects, then asked what had happened.

The Fulang's Modern Young Husband Chapter 368 Part 3

Yu Daniu and Su Xiaotian had initially refused to confess to anything regarding their families or their crimes, but they were far too inexperienced to match wits with Fang Zichen.

He had plenty of ways to pry their mouths open.

No one knew exactly what they'd been through. When the third-in-command saw the two of them being brought back in, aside from their earlier injuries, there was no new marks on them—but their minds were clearly addled. They were trembling and cowering as if they'd been scared out of their wits, and there was a distinct stench of urine about them.

The Tyrannical Emperor Reborn Chapter 32 Part 1

Chapter 32 

The secret letter was delivered to Qingzhou at top speed, and with it came news that the new emperor would change the reign title to Rengqing on the first day of the third lunar month.

Prince Ping, Qi Junyou, had been kept under watch ever since leaving the capital—stripped of even basic freedoms. When he heard the news, he gave a cold, mirthless sneer, let out a few grunts, and then shuffled back to his room—which was completely surrounded by imperial guards.

Yang Jinglei saw that Qi Junyou was behaving himself, and only then did his anxious heart settle down.

The Fulang's Modern Young Husband Chapter 368 Part 2

The climate in Shunan was warm. By then, the crops had been planted for about a month, and weeds had started growing in the paddies. Yu Lao'er was standing at the edge of the field, supervising. When one laborer paused to rest for a moment—and stood a bit too close for Yu Lao'er's liking—Yu Lao'er raised his stick and brought it down on him.

"Hao Laosan, you lazy bastard! Are you trying to lose today's wages?"

Hao Laosan was furious but dared not speak up. The Yu family was the richest in the village—they had plenty of land and couldn't manage it all themselves, so they often hired help.