The Tyrannical Emperor Reborn Chapter 38 Part 2

Qi Junmu caught the meaning in Shen Nian's words. He smiled, clasped his hands behind his back, lifted his chin slightly, and said with striking pride, "Ah Zhuo is my younger brother. Of course I trust him and wish to give him the best of everything. What if others try to slander him? I want the world to know—it is best to curry favor with him. Whoever makes things difficult for him will have to answer to me."

"If one cannot clearly show what one likes and dislikes in this life, what is the point of living? I do not care what others think. I think this way and I am happy to act this way—and what can they do but watch?"

It was rare for the Emperor to speak so candidly. Others might say that a sovereign should not speak this way—too willful.

The Fulang's Modern Young Husband Chapter 372 Part 3

"Father, you've really lost your head," the eldest son said with a sigh. "What even is this 'chemical fertilizer'? Have you ever heard of it before? Our ancestors have been farming this land for generations—the very best we can manage is two shi per mu. The Prefect is a good man, but no matter how good he is, can he possibly know more about farming than generations of our ancestors who worked this land before us?

One shi was one hundred and twenty jin.

Last time, Fang Zichen said one mu could yield four or five hundred jin. Two old men who heard it went home and told their families, treating it as a joke. Later, the story spread, and the whole village knew—this new prefect was a braggart with his head in the clouds.

The Tyrannical Emperor Reborn Chapter 38 Part 1

Chapter 38

Shen Nian was not a man without curiosity. The Emperor's sudden decision to leave the palace—though he appeared perfectly calm—was clearly rushed, and the cryptic way he spoke about it left Shen Nian with no choice but to wonder.

Thinking of the recent news that Prince Jin, Qi Junzhuo, would soon return to the capital, Shen Nian had a feeling that the Emperor's trip this time had something to do with him.

Qi Junzhuo held a very special place in the Emperor's heart—on this matter, the Emperor made his stance crystal clear. He did not care what the court officials thought; he was using actions, plain and open, to tell everyone: Prince Jin has my favor.

The Fulang's Modern Young Husband Chapter 372 Part 2

Whenever Fang Zichen wasn't around, Guaizai would go looking everywhere.

"Daddy, where did Father go?"

"Grandpa Tang, where's Guaizai's Father?"

"He went to the outhouse? Then Guaizai will wait for him outside."

If Zhao Ger and Uncle Tang said they didn't know, Guaizai would sit on the doorstep, staring out mournfully like a poor abandoned puppy. Even when Zhao Ger brought him a bun, he couldn't enjoy it—he'd sigh and take forever to finish just four.

The Tyrannical Emperor Reborn Chapter 37 Part 5

After dismissing Wang Jun, Shen Nian lay back on his lounging chair and thought to himself that the Emperor's mind was truly hard to read. He had appeared before the Emperor almost every day recently, and yet he had not heard a single word about Prince Jin's return.

Everyone called him the Emperor's favored minister, yet who would have guessed that there were things he only found out about after everyone else?

To be a favored minister in such a state was rather laughable.

Shen Nian felt that perhaps he had been sleeping too little—his mind was turning to mush.

The Fulang's Modern Young Husband Chapter 372 Part 1

Chapter 372

The man was gasping for breath, clearly exhausted, and couldn't finish his sentence—he just kept pointing behind him with one hand.

But no one felt like asking further questions.

What was there to see? Without even looking, they knew that cement road had probably been washed clean away.

The rain last night had been torrential—like someone pouring buckets from the sky!

The Tyrannical Emperor Reborn Chapter 37 Part 4

Shen Nian was turning all this over in his mind, and when he saw the expectant look on the Emperor's face, his own face crumpled into a bitter expression. "Your Majesty, to be honest, this humble subject didn't really have any particular reason for entering the palace."

His tone was so forlorn that even Qi Junmu couldn't bear to hear it. He laughed and said, "What's this? My Marquis Zhenbei, who's never feared even enemy blades on the battlefield, now looks like a wronged child? Come, tell me. If someone truly has bullied my Marquis Zhenbei, I will see justice done for you."

Shen Nian had been feeling rather embarrassed about the whole thing—he'd left his house and found himself with nowhere to go in all of the vast capital.