《Zisui Zhi Chen》 CH 1 Posted on 11th Sep 2021 by Yue The City of Po Suo was set ablaze. Fire billowed towards the sky with waves of flames blanketing the night to cover the moon. Sparks and dust drifted together and flew out half a kilometer1 away, sound resembling scorching human flesh crackled, and an acrid of burning oil mixed with a dry overburnt smell penetrated straight into ones nose. Cheng Weis stomach churned violently and the bulge in his throat rose and fell as he held himself back, not daring to let his expression of wanting to vomit show. He was afraid that if he showed a shred of cowardice, he would lose his life to the Devil. Fortunately, the Devil2 himself did not look back at him. Distinctively long jointed fingers lifted to clasped around a teacup, seemingly taking hold of an enjoyment from this sight of fear. The tea had gone cold for half the night and yet no one dared to refill it. Cheng Wei opened his mouth and was shocked to realized that he had lost his voice. Both his hands and legs were minutely trembling and it was after much difficulty that he could only manage to let out his voice, breaking the silence3. M-My Lord. The minute trembling had eventually made his legs go soft before his voice started to tremble as he said, Pi-Pi-Ping Wang4 has already died for his crimes, h-h-how about stopping Stopping the city from The word rolled around hesitantly at the tip of his tongue until it dissipated into thin air as his knees dropped down with a sound the moment the Devil raised his teacup. A light chuckle came. The Devil eased the narrow collars of his navy blue robes with his fingertips, baring a glimpse of his nape that was white as ice. He let out a clear, chilling chuckle. With his back still facing Cheng Wei, he called in a low voice, Lord Cheng. Cheng Wei hastily crawled closer. What do you think about Xin Zhenxiaos death? He had even dared to call Ping Wang by his given name, something Cheng Wei wouldnt be able to bring himself to do even if he was beaten to death. One after another, cold beads of sweat dripped down Cheng Weis forehead. He was too afraid to answer but was even more afraid not to so he could only surrender himself to fate as he stammered, Re-Rebelling is a grave capital offense. Ping Ping Wang had pa-passed a lit-little too comfortably Does that mean he did not die properly? Cheng Weis voice cracked into a cry as he said, N-N-No, pro-proper, he died properly. A soft hiss sounded from the Devil and the teacup on his fingertips was flung onto the tray, rolling off and breaking right beside Cheng Weis knees. He may have died a proper death but not in the way I had wanted him to. As soon as I arrived outside of the city, he had set fire without even sparing to look at His Majestys imperial edict. So, until I have the final say, his death does not count as anything. The-Then Cheng Wei started to sweat profusely as he got more anxious, unsure of how to answer him. This person was notorious in court for having an unpredictable temper so he did not dare to speak carelessly. How about this, the Devil smiled, Lord Cheng can pull him out of the fire so we can kill him once more. Cheng Wei froze still completely, colors draining from his face as he cried, My-My Lord, Ping Wang is stistill a descendent of the imperial family, i-if His Majesty investigates The two Imperial Bodyguards5 standing by the side strode towards the fire, dragging along Cheng Weis obesely round body. Horrified, his whole body became a trembling mess as he cried until his nose ran. He hurriedly begged, M-My Lord! My Lord is absolutely right! My Lord, please spare me, spare me The Devil turned a deaf ear to his pleas, looked at his own spotless fingertips and sighed, Since Lord Cheng served as a patron6 of Ping Wang, how could you abandon the lord to escape by yourself? Cheng Wei was dragged off with his mouth gagged. The illustrated magistrate of Po Suo City, a rank four government official, was frightened to the point where he had finally fainted. Xie Jingshengs eyebrows furrowed, waving his hand to signal for people to quickly drag him far away so as to not be a nuisance to the eyes and out of his lordships sight. The Devil stayed seated and as if recalling something, he turned to look at Xie Jingsheng. His cold narrow eyes were half-raised as the ends of his lips curved to reveal a smile and asked him, Where is that person? Xie Jingsheng bowed, answering, Inside the tent. Ping Wang had burned himself and the City of Po Suo so they were unable to enter the city and could only resort to setting up camp outside. The Devil stood up. The navy blue satin robes perfectly fitted his tall statue in such a way that when he stood, it had accentuated his long legs. A rank one crown with seven ridges7 was worn without a flaw in place. And even though his face has always had a very outstanding appearance, concealed in his alluring eyes however were fragments of such cold hostility that continuously emit danger. Xie Jingsheng knew that his lordship wanted to have a look so he led the way without any delay. He was formerly an Imperial Bodyguard who had become a dignified Provincial Administration Commissioner. However, in front of this person, he was still significantly inferior. They stopped in front of a tent guarded by four men clothed in flying dragon carp pattern8. Xie Jingsheng did not dare to enter on the same foot as his lordship so he stepped forward to lift the curtain. After bringing his lordship in, he took a few steps back and solemnly stood outside. Once he entered the tent, he had instantly spotted the youth with a single glance, huddled right beside the stepping stool, sleeping soundly. This youth was curled up almost like a snake, thin and small with his clothes in tatters. The side of his arm that was exposed showed slashes of whip marks and was thin to the point of being all skin and bones. He walked to the side of the couch and sat down, staring at the youth beside his legs for a long time. No matter how calm and unchanging his eyes were, he had still failed to grasp the sort of alarm that an imperial descent who had fallen from grace would have. With just the tapping of fingers against the couch, the youth was immediately startled awake. A pair of bright black eyes wandered around in a panic as he vigorously shrank into a ball. Come up to the couch, the Devil looked at him. The youth only held himself tighter, retreating into the shadows. The Devil stared silently at him then said slowly, You are Yan Wangs Shizi9. The youths pitch-black eyes, hidden within his long eyelashes did not turn to look at that man. He stared at the ground under his bare feet without giving any answer. The Devil also did not need him to answer. This was because Yan Wangs Shizi is a mute, something that the whole of Dalan knew. I am someone who is here to bring you home. The tone in his voice was not leaden but was rather, a quietude of composure and placidity. And together with the ends of his lips that might curve into a smile at any time, his words at this moment became surprisingly reliable. The youths shoulders shook as if he had heard something unbelievable. His gaze shifted to that persons jawline, taken aback by how pale it was. It then continued up that seemingly straight nose before falling into that mans deep and quietly narrow eyes. The Devil slightly leaned in with his eyes firmly fixated on the youths face, examining every single detail of his features clearly. Then finally, the ends of the Devils lips unconsciously let out a smile, sending a chill down his spine. You are a devil in the making so there is fate between us. 58th Year of Hongxing, Autumn, Ping Wang deployed his soldiers to rebel. Flames of war burned from the vassal territory of Shanyins Li River and spread towards Dalan. 59th Year of Hongxing, Spring, Ping Wang had trespassed into Po Suo to use them as a means to head southwards. On the 26th day of Summer, after being intercepted and forced into retreating to Po Suo by the Right Councilor10, he had set fire to the city and was executed for his crimes without any mercy. After that, the name of the Right Councilor resounded throughout Dalan. On the 30th after returning to the Capital, the Right Councilor was conferred to Ping Ding Wang and was awarded gold taels, a silver imperial decree11 and a decorated Guan Fu12. For this man, having the title13 of a King was only adding another honor to his name, just like being the Right Councilor of the court alongside being the Commander of the Imperial Bodyguards. For a period of time, there was an uproar in court. The Court of Imperial Sacrifices14, Minister Liu Sheng felt that this was unreasonable and took the lead by sending a memorial to the Emperor. Immediately after, joining in the matter of this political affair was He Anchang and the Court of Judicial Review15s Minister, Zuo Kai who sent in a memorial to the Emperor together. His Majesty however, did not answer any of them. Just as all this was happening, the only child left of the deceased Yan Wang, the sixteen years old little Yan Wang, Xin Yi, had returned to the Capital. The people of the Capital calculated and pinpointed that this was the first time that the mute Shizi had returned to the Capital since Yan Wang died in war four years ago in Bei Yang. Yan Wang had guarded the borders of Bei Yang four years ago with his life and the Shizi of Yan Wang was still young when he died in war so Ping Wang had brought him in to be taken care of. Now that Ping Wang had been condemned to death, as a descendant from the imperial family, it was only right for him to return to the Capital to let His Majesty have a look at him. However Its unfortunate that Yan Wang Dianxia16 who had remained loyal his whole life only left behind a mute. In a teahouse of the Capital, a bearded old man who was enjoying his tea let out a laugh. He shook his head with closed eyes as he listened to the play on the stage and said, What do you know? Even if he is a mute, he is still the son of Yan Wang. As long as the people of Bei Yang still calls him little Yan Wang, then he will still be the overlord of Bei Yangs Sanjin. Whats more, the situation is different now. The old man took a few copper coins out from his sleeves and neatly stacked it on the table, Since it was Bai Jiu who brought him back, he will not tolerate anyone laying a hand on him. If Im not wrong, you should be calling him a devil in the making. The Devil himself together with a devil in the making, this is indeed interesting. He clapped his hands and let out a hearty laugh. The youngster beside the old man shook his head, sighing, As unruly as the minister is, as difficult as it is to see eye to eye with17. Thats right. Currently, Bai Jiu holds the court in the palm of his hands that even if His Majesty wants to put a leash on him, it would be difficult. It would not even be an exaggeration to call him a minister so unruly that he poses a threat to the throne. Just that Out of nowhere, what exactly did he bring back a mute Shizi for? For what exactly? The author has something to say: This is an old work so there are general mistakes, incompleted relevant details, changes no longer to be made according to the agreement and even if there is a bug*, it will also not be edited. If you are here based on recommendation, I suggest you not to have too high of an expectation. Trash writing and brainless pampering. Thank you. * bug here refers to plot holes, inconsistencies, unexplained parts, etc. Notes: 1. (li) was the term used. It is a traditional Chinese unit of distance. 1 li is equivalent to 500 meters or 310 miles. 2. (yan wang) was the term used. It refers to the King of Hell who judges the dead and presides over Hell. I used Devil because we have another Yan (different chinese character) Wang here and both are recurring terms so this is to avoid any confusion as well. I am sort of iffy about this word usage (s???t) Also I dont find Satan, Lucifer, King of Hell, Hell King or Death God that fitting ; ; 3. was the term used which translate to rooster crowing. It is an old saying used to indicate that the sound of a rooster crowing announced the sun was rising, ending the night. I used breaking the silence here which I thought was a better fit context-wise. 4. (wang) translates to King (King of Princes) but the term is also used when referring to a Prince. This is not to be mistaken for the Emperor who rules over the Kings collectively. 5. (jin yi wei) was the term used. They are government and military secret service agents who are in charge of arrests, investigation and interrogation among other tasks such as protecting the Emperor. 6. (en ke) was the term used. It refers to benefactors or even main patrons usually used for prostitutes. 7. һƷ (yi pin qi liang) which translates to rank one with seven ridges, is a type of Liang Guan (Ridged Crown) first worn by scholars and afterwards by government officials. There are a few types of crowns under Liang Guan and the crown mentioned here refers to the Jianxian Guan (Mt). In the Ming dynasty, the crown was ranked from 1 C 9 with a set number of ridges in terms of rank and status. For example, rank one with seven ridges, rank two with six ridges until rank nine with one ridge. The rank one with seven ridges crown holds the highest rank. It looks something like this with variation in designs. 8. (fei yu wen) or also known as flying dragon carp pattern is a traditional pattern on clothes in the Ming Dynasty. They are given by the Emperor in recognition of service. It looks something like this with variation in colors and designs. 9. (shi zi) is the title of a firstborn prince through the lawful wife (who are not concubines) and the one among the princes set to inherit the throne. 10. (you xiang) is an official position. There are 2 ministers beside the Emperor, the Left Councilor and Right Councilor. The Right Councilor holds slightly more power compared to the other but the difference in power varies depending on the dynasty. They are the highest ranking ministers in the Imperial Chinese Government. The position that Bai Jiu has is the position of (you xiang guo) which translates to Grand Councilor of the Right. Earlier, I have used Right Minister because I thought it would go well with the title but I will be using Right Councilor instead. 11. (yin ce) is a a type of official document. The Emperors degree is engraved on a silver plate that serves as a certificate for those who will be receiving it. It is used when conferring concubines titles, prefectural lords among other titles. 12. ڷ (guan fu) is a type of clothing worn by officials. 13. was the term used. It refers to people who are not members of the imperial family conferred with the title of a King (Wang). Before, this can only be given to those with blood ties to the imperial family. Extra: During the Warring States Period, when the government system was becoming more powerful, the Emperor conferred some ministers and officials with the title of a King. After the establishment of the unified Han dynasty, the highest title a minister and official can get is Marquis. Those given the title of a King were made a special case only for a small handful of important ministers. 14. ̫ (tai chang si), also known as the Court of Imperial Sacrifices, are in charge of conducting major state sacrificial ceremonies according to ritual regulations. 15. (da li si), also known as the Court of Judicial Review, are in charge of reviewing judicial proceedings and singling out cases for retrial by officials or even the Emperor. 16. (dianxia) if you read tgcf you will know means Your Highness. 17. ֮ was the sentence used. It implies that because the minister does what he wants as he wishes, it is difficult to come on terms with him. I hope I manage to get the meaning across. CH 2 Posted on 18th Sep 2021 by Yue Xie Jingsheng was waiting outside of the palace gate. Even after becoming a pivotal minister elsewhere, when in the Capital however, he still could not get rid of his habit of waiting upon his superior. Beside him, his lords Chi Ye grunted as it dug its hoof into the ground. He quickly moved to the side and gave his spot to the carriage driver. On the other side was another carriage that was quiet without any movement. Although he was not someone worth being afraid of, out of respect for the late Yan Wang, as long as the person inside does not make any movement, Xie Jingsheng would not feel it was appropriate to disturb him by stepping forward and lifting the curtain. It was not long until he saw Bai Jiu approaching, holding in his hand a mutton fat jade1 pendant. He walked as if he was leisurely taking a stroll in the garden, his steps neither slow nor hurried. Kang Fu was accompanying him by the side with a wide smile on his face, contrary to the usual face he showed as the Chief Eunuch2. Since My Lord is one of the very few honorable Kings within the Capital, sitting on the sedan chair from time to time is no big trouble at all. Walking back and forth like this, even His Majestys heart would be in pain seeing it. Xie Jingsheng could only lower his head with a snicker when he heard this. This castrated thing is never up to anything good. Currently, there is a real Qin Wang3 in the Capital, and his lordship had just been conferred to a Second Rank King4 a few days ago so sitting in a sedan chair within palace grounds would not be deemed appropriate according to the precept. Those words had been said with intentions to push his lord into the center of attention for their own self-interest. Just like his master, both their hearts are only filled with wicked intentions. Bai Jiu turned the jade pendant in his hand a few times, the smile at the corner of his lips all the while never disappearing. Then, instead of getting on the horse, he had turned his eyes to Kang Fu, patted him on the shoulder warmly and said, Gonggong5 has been troubled. As if a slap had landed on Kang Fus pale old face, his waist had bent over first before he let out a laugh, My Lord, it is not much trouble, not much trouble at all. This lowly slave has been worried since my lord has been buried in so much work that time has become so precious it is simply not worth spending too much on the road. Bai Jius smile softened as he said, I said there is no need for Gonggong to be troubled and yet, Gonggong is still troubled. Sitting in a sedan chair within the palace grounds is not needed, I am not fond of it. His simple words of I am not fond of it made Kang Fus bow even heavier. Fortunately, since the situation did not escalate, Kang Fu had also stopped himself from continuing. He could only plaster a smile on his face and act according to his wishes. And knowing that he did not like people to stay and stare, Kang Fu quickly excused himself and withdrew. Xie Jingsheng let out a soft sneer. This old thing has such clouded eyesight that even his heart is clouded black thoroughly. Bai Jiu curled the tassel of the jade pendant with his fingertip and turned to lift the carriages curtain. From the back, Xie Jingsheng also took a look. He saw that the person inside was still sleeping and was rendered speechless. This Shizi is quite amazing. From the onset of their return to the Capital until now, most of the time, this Shizi would use sleep to alleviate his boredom. Bai Jiu entered the carriage directly and said to Xie Jingsheng, Let Chi Ye run ahead. Xie Jingsheng answered in acknowledgement and after getting Chi Ye to run forward, he got into his own carriage and followed behind Bai Jius carriage. After the curtains were drawn closed, the inside of the carriage got darker. On top of the sleeping mat lay a curled up youth, his body not fully stretched, looking thin and weak as he nestled on the pillow like a snake. Hair that had been neatly combed in the morning had become disheveled, with few strands covering his eyes as he slept till the day turned dark. With his interest piqued, Bai Jiu watched him for a long time. He reached out his hand and the ice cold jade pendant that he was holding had slipped down to graze against the youths face. The feeling of it was so cold that he let out a soft muffle and gave his own face a few rubs. As Bai Jiu tucked away the few strands of hair that was covering his eyes, the side profile of an innocent face in a deep sleep was revealed. This child did not look very much like Yan Wang, and he did not possess a heroic spirit much like his older brothers either. He was more like Yan Wangfei6, appearing more or less delicate. The carriage suddenly shook with a loud sound, most likely running over a rock. With a pillow in his arms, Xin Yi rolled around a little until he bumped against Bai Jius knees. Bai Jiu stared at the face that had turned over to him and seeing that he still did not wake up from this, he lifted his legs, making him roll and turn back to where he was. Unexpectedly, after putting his legs back, Xin Yi had rolled back again with a grumble, making it clear that he had to sleep lying on his knees. And once he had slept, he slept so soundly that he did not make any movements at all. Bai Jiu stared at him sleeping for a while. Before he could choose between tossing him out or kicking him out, this child had rubbed his face against his knees and with his carefree and pleased expression of doing so while sleeping had made him seem just like a cat. Bai Jius eyebrows twitched and just as the tips of his fingers were about to touch the back of the youths collar, he retracted them. Xin Yi had slept so peacefully that Bai Jiu stared at him the whole way, feeling oddly fascinated. Since getting on the carriage in Po Suo City, besides doing the necessary, Xin Yi had slept like the dead. As long as he was left alone in a carriage lying on a pillow, he would become someone who had not sleep for 7 or 8 years. They had already reached the Capital and he still wasnt afraid. Was it because he was just young and ignorant or was it because he was just confident7? The carriage entered directly without stopping in front of the Bai Manors main gate. When they got inside, Xie Jinsheng first got off the carriage and saw that Old Qu was already there waiting by the side. The two people could not help but to exchange a few words. Old Qu was an old man that Bai Jiu kept by his side so Xie Jingsheng treated him with respect as well. Even after the two people exchanged a few rounds of words, they still did not see Bai Jiu getting off the carriage. Just as both of them were thinking if they should call out to him from the outside, the navy-blue curtains parted and Bai Jiu descended from the carriage. Right after he got off, the person who had the honor of sleeping so soundly on his knees had rolled around until he bumped onto the side of the carriage, immediately waking himself up. With a crown of messy hair, his eyes looked around in a daze only to collide with an empty and deep narrow pair of eyes that were so cold to the point that it had startled him wide awake. Xin Yi opened his mouth as if he was about to greet him. It was probably only after opening his mouth that he remembered he was a mute so he closed it back and instead just gave Bai Jiu a smile. Warmth spilled from his eyes and he had smiled in such a way that even dimples had surfaced on his cheeks. Xie Jingsheng felt that this little Shizi was really not like a son of Yan Wang judging by how impetuous he was without having even the slightest bit of fear. Against everyones expectation of ignoring what had happened and turning to walk away, Bai Jiu had instead extended his hand to straighten Xin Yis messy robes and said to him, Youre home. Xin Yi did not have much interest in this word called home and simply took the hand that was extended to him, getting down from the carriage. Old Qu smiled warmly and said, Greetings to Lord Shizi. This old slave is Bai Qu, a housekeeper of his lordship. Xin Yi nodded his head, making Old Qu smile. Old Qu said with much care and affection, My Lord, please quickly enter the house, the meal has been ready since early. It must have been difficult for Lord Shizi the whole way here. And seeing how thin Lord Shizi is, now in my lords manor, from clothes to food, this old slave will see to the matters of it. As he walked ahead inside, Bai Jiu overheard, Over here in this courtyard, clean it up for Shizi to stay, there is no need for the side courtyard. As soon as Old Qu finished speaking, a group of people headed inside. Since arriving, instead of wandering and looking around, Xin Yi had quietly and obediently follow Bai Jiu. Even though Bai Jiu could clearly see what he was doing, he was unsure of what to do or think so he just slowed his footsteps to walk side by side with him. This is the main courtyard. Except for me, no one else will be here. In the future, if you come to have the interest, you can ride horses here and no one would bother you. Turning down from the corridor here is the study room and further back is a pine forest with a small pavilion. Over there is connected to the back door of the courtyard and in the middle, there is a racetrack for horses. Chi Ye is over there. As he finished, the ends of Bai Jius lips curved as he said, There are also a few Bei Yang horses in the manor, also in the same place. All the while he was talking, Xin Yi showed that he was listening attentively with a serious expression. Bai Jiu patted him on the head and said, Remember it clearly. Xin Yi nodded his head, the dimples on his cheeks never once fading. During the meal, the portion that Xin Yi had eaten was much more than Xie Jingshengs. At first, Xie Jingsheng had wanted to teased him a few words but when he thought of the Ping Wang who had died in the City of Po Suo, he thought about Xin Yi who had lived in the hands of Ping Wang these few years and how he even heard that he was living in a horse stable, probably not even having enough to eat to fill his stomach. He swallowed down the teasing that had reached his mouth and even if the words were still there, he still would not be able to get any out. After finishing his meal, Xin Yi went to the room that had been cleaned for him to take a rest. Xie Jingsheng looked at his meek retreating figure and could not help but say, Ping Wang was a tyrant. Looking at how Shizi is right now, I am afraid it would be difficult to completely take control of Bei Yang. Bai Jiu pushed the teacup lid with the tip of his finger as the corner of his lips curved to ridicule, Who wants him to go back to Bei Yang? Befuddled, Xie Jingsheng said, My Lord had brought him back to the manor Is it not to send him back to Bei Yang? Xin Yi is a great offering. Bei Yangs Sanjin only serves Yan Wang. After Yan Wangs death, the Shizi who was the only one left behind was tortured in every way possible in Ping Wangs hands. In just 4 years, it was enough for Ping Wang to be hated by the people of Bei Yang for a lifetime. Because Xin Yi is a mute, the people of Bei Yang felt that he could not bear the heavy responsibility of being a Yan Wang. But even so, this was still not a good enough reason for Ping Wang to humiliate him as he pleased. And currently, Bai Jius official rank can no longer be raised any higher, only being able to be conferred to a Second Rank King as the Ping Ding Wang. It can be said that he is basking in infinite glory with the court in the palm of his hands. However in reality, war with the left faction was on the verge of breaking out. Having no army and horses in hand is like a hidden danger. If Bai Jiu sent Xin Yi back to Bei Yang safe and sound, in the future when there is a need, Bei Yangs Sanjin will definitely do their utmost to repay the favor. Bai Jius eyes were half raised in a rather lazy manner, Why would I send him back to Bei Yang? The people of Bei Yang did not request me to do so. If that is not the case, then why? Bai Jiu tapped on the lid of the teacup a few times then said, Because I feel like it. Even though Xie Jingsheng was rendered speechless, he still did not dare to ask because he felt like what exactly? If something is not usable, then it is just trouble. If you dont discard it when you can, sooner or later, your own hand will get burned. Furthermore, just because today he did not see the Emperor, is he also unwilling to spare his face8 a single glance? My Lord, you really are just too recklessly adorable. Since he still needed to maintain a look of an honorable minister on the surface, he could only force out a laugh and said, The-Then it would not matter either way to let him stay. I see that the Shizi is well-behaved and also extremely cute As soon as he said that, he saw Bai Jiu raise his head, his eyes explicitly showing a feeling of understanding and immediately, he stopped himself. He coughed a few times, Its not that This humble one just felt that the Shizi is quiet Just quiet. He saw Bai Jiu smiling ambiguously, Hard to say. Hard to say? How could a mute not even be quiet? At night, at the hour of the ox9. Bai Jiu was still working on his desk when he suddenly heard Old Qu calling for him outside of the door. He tossed his brush aside, put on his outer robe and opened the door. Seeing Old Qus solemn face against the lantern light, his expression tightened. Even before he could take one step into the room, he had already heard a very brief sound of Xin Yi screaming. That urgent and short-lived sound was then caught inside of his throat, creating an overwhelming sense of distress. When Bai Jiu went in, he saw that Xin Yi was being pressed down against the bed. A maid who was afraid of alerting Bai Jiu had stuffed a handkerchief into his mouth in a panic. He was still struggling, the black and whites of his clear eyes empty to the point of being lifeless. His hands heedlessly clawed at the bedding until blue veins had protruded at the back as beads of sweat profusely fell from his temple. Bai Jius face turned cold as Old Qu shouted, Scoundrel! Take the handkerchief out immediately! Bai Jiu had reached the side of the bed and sparing not even a single glance at the maids face, Drag her out! The maid was haled out with her mouth covered so quickly that not even a single cry was leaked out. With the stuffed handkerchief gone, Xin Yi opened his mouth and started gasping for air, crying out in short broken sobs. Bai Jiu abruptly kicked down the folding screen beside the bed and shouted coldly, Get out! The people in the room immediately withdrew without making as much as a sound. One by one, Bai Jiu took Xin Yis fingers that were tightly gripping onto the bedding into his own until all ten were firmly enveloped by his hands. Seeing that Xin Yi was still struggling, Bai Jiu proceeded to scoop him onto his lap, holding him securely from the back and closely against his own chest. Xin Yis ten fingers clasped Bai Jius hands back in return and as he became aware of the distinctive tremors of his own body, his cries gradually turned into soft sobs. Bai Jiu heard him say. Xin Zhen Zhenxiao. Bai Jiu rested his chin on his trembling shoulder and whispered slowly and clearly beside his ear, That is a dead man. Stifling his sobs, Xin Yi turned his head and Bai Jius alluring yet dangerous eyes were so close to him that their faces were almost touching. He then asked as if he was grasping onto his last saving straw, Is Is he really dead? Bai Jiu looked at the corners of his reddened eyes and whispered once more, That is a dead man. Droplets of his tears fell and shattered onto Bai Jius hands, causing his eyebrows to furrowed. Then, shallow dimples emerged on his cheeks and he stifled out a sound of laughter. He said slowly, Deserved. Ping Wang deserved to die. Notes: 1. ֬ (mutton fat jade) is a type of jade that is translucent white to very light yellow in color. It looks something like this with variation in designs. 2. ܹ (zongguan) or ܹ̫ (zong guan tai jian) is the chief of the eunuchs. Eunuchs handle different daily tasks within the palace depending on the division they are in. 3. (qin wang) here is a title belonging to someone from the imperial family. For example, Ping Wang and Yan Wang. Someone who is not from the imperial bloodline but is granted the title of a King has the name of a territory or place that they rule over at the front. For example, Bai Jiu was conferred to Ping Ding Wang and Ping Ding is the place that he rules over. 4. refers to the status of a King. This status is one rank lower than a First Rank King. There are significant differences between the two in terms of power, status and title. 5. (gong gong) is a honorific title used to address eunuchs of a higher status. 6. (wang fei) refers to to the main wife of the King. 7. ͷӲ¿ were the words used. The literal translation of it was because his bones were hard, he isnt afraid of being hit which means having confidence. I had used confident because I thought was a better fit context-wise. 8. The face here refers to honor and dignity. When you are not giving someone face, it means you are not respecting them. This sentence is referring to Bai Jiu doing what he wants without taking the Emperor into consideration hence, not giving him face. 9. ʱ (choushi) was the word used. In the past, 12 Zodiac animals were used in time measurement with each animal representing 2 hours. Choushi is the Hour of the Ox, which is 1-3am at night. CH 3 Posted on 21st Oct 2021 by Yue Warning: consecutive mentions of death of multiple characters The whole of Dalan knew that Yan Wangs Shizi was a mute but the truth was, he actually wasnt. Yan Wang and Yan Wangfei held deep affections for each other. They had four sons together with Xin Yi being the youngest. When he was born, his third brother was already 12 years old. Because of Yan Wangfeis poor health since he was a baby, his older brothers had taken turns to take care of him. It was probably because he was too accustomed to riding on the back of his older brothers since young that Xin Yi did not know how to speak very well. Even when he did speak, his words would only be incomprehensible stuttering. And since his third brother was the least strict, he liked to follow him. Even though he was beaten by Yan Wang and his older brother multiple times, he still could not fix his habit of teasing the youngest one. It went on for some time until Xin Yi came to not like talking anymore. The time came for the New Years celebration at the end of the year and the palace was filled with a disarray of guests. When he attended the banquet, he would follow his second brother who did not have much of an expression and become like pillars together. Like this, a few years had passed and as he grew older, slanderous rumors about him being a mute had already been spread outside. At that time, the relationship between the Capital and Bei Yang gradually became tense. Yan Wang had probably sensed that the Capital was eyeing his sons like a tiger so he did not give as much as an explanation to the circulated mute rumors that were being spread outside. Later, Yan Wangfei would remind him to speak less when he went out and while outside, his older brothers would often look after him so he would not talk. At first, he thought he had embarrassed his family because of his stuttering so for a year, he would practice speaking by himself by reading out a book with a stone in his mouth while facing the wall in his room. When he had practiced until he was articulate enough to make fun of his third brother, his second brother died. 50th Year of Hongxing, Winter, Yan Wangs second son, Xinjing, had froze to death on the vassal territory of Shanyin belonging to Ping Wang, 400 kilometers outside of Po Suo City. Ping Wang was the one who had dispatched people to send the corpse back to Bei Yang. The body had been covered offhandedly by the flag of Bei Yang Yan Wang. When he reached inside of the manor, the sky was still fluttering with snow. Before anything else, his oldest brother had lifted the flag and stared at that person for a long time without saying a word. Later, on the night before the burial, Xin Yi saw his older brother sleeping in the coffin in the mourning hall, his tears flowing silently the whole night. Continuing to the 51st Year of Hongxing, Autumn, Dayuan had rekindled a dispute with Dalan due to a pasture that they had taken control of. Yan Wang and Ping Wang set off with their army one after another. When winter came, Yan Wangs third born, Xin Li, was shot to death on the frontline. One arrow penetrated his heart and four arrows pinned his body on the flag of Bei Yang Yan Wang like an outright provocation. However, among those arrows, three had come from the back. Winter of the 53rd Year, Yan Wangfei entered the palace in response to the Empress Dowagers decree and died suddenly on the night at the beginning of the New Year. Early in the 54th Year, Yan Wang Xin Zhensheng, died in war at the borders of Dayuan. Spring of the 54th Year, Yan Wangs eldest son, Xin Jing1 broke through Dayuan and pursued the ministries. In the end, he was caught in an ambush and died in battle. Winter of the 54th Year, Ping Wang emerged in triumph. Xin Yi was brought to enter the Capital but when the carriage reached outside of the city, His Majestys body had fallen ill from both mental and physical exhaustion. Because of how much the past events had saddened Ping Wang, he had brought Xin Yi into entering his manor instead. Just like this, 4 years had passed. Xin Yi woke up. He felt discomfort from how swollen red his eyes were so he rested the back of his hands against it for a while, feeling that they were hot to the touch. His head was muddled and his stomach was empty. Heavy curtains had been let down by the side of the bed so he could neither see what time of the day it was nor hear any kind of noise. Xin Yi turned around and a piece of ice touched the side of his arm. He raised his arm to have a look and it was the mutton fat jade pendant that he saw Bai Jiu holding yesterday. The brilliance of this jade pendant was that while one side had a lifelike carving of a tiger ferociously pouncing on a fierce strike of lightning, there was a drastic deviation in style on the other as it was carved with a lively small rabbit innocently holding a cabbage. A navy blue tassel hung at the bottom, explicating the obvious value of this item. Xin Yi brought it into his hand to have a look. Bai Jius close face and deep voice from last night eventually appeared in his mind, suddenly making his face the same as his eyes burning hot to the touch. He rubbed his face and turned around again, thinking about how he should explain that a mute could talk. Yan Wangs Shizi is a mute and Yang Wangs Shizi knows how to speak these two circumstances are vastly different from one another so it would also be undoubtedly different how the whole of Dalan would react to it. But the question was, how should he continue to hide it? Just as he was staring at the side of the bed in distress, the heavy curtain was unexpectedly lifted aside. Afternoon sunlight poured in but it was only slightly blinding because when compared with the sunlight, the person who had just come into view was far more blinding. Bai Jiu was wearing an ivory white lan shan2 today. They were openly loose around his shoulders, showcasing a stark contrast to the asceticism of his narrowly tightened collars when outside. He saw that Xin Yis eyes were still swollen, his expression the same as his state after waking up both in a daze. He could not help but lean inside and ask, Are you hungry? Xin Yis stomach immediately growled a few times in response. His expression stiffened at once and he quickly avoided eye contact, his gaze making a round before turning back to Bai Jius face. Bai Jiu did not laugh but his eyes more or less expressed his amusement. He turned to Old Qu and said, Prepare to serve the food. By the time Xin Yi was done bathing, the food had been served on the table. The rice in his bowl was filled as high as a small mountain. Xin Yi was greatly appreciative towards the food and ate the rice in By the time Xin Yi was done bathing, the food had been served on the table. The rice in his bowl was piled as high as a small mountain. Xin Yi was greatly appreciative towards the food and ate the rice in his bowl up till the last grain. Bai Jiu did not rush him either. He was sitting on the couch by the window with an unpolished jade in his hand, thinking about something. After the meal, a doctor came by and prescribed some medicine for calming the mind and to help with the injuries. However, some of his scars had been left for far too long and would be difficult to get rid of. Old Qu went to send the doctor off so only the two of them were left in the room. Bai Jiu was heavily engrossed in his jade without saying a single word. Xin Yi was also unsure of what to say, feeling rather nervous in front of Bai Jiu. There are no other matters this afternoon. If you are sleepy, you can just sleep. His sudden voice startled Xin Yi. Bai Jiu then used his fingertips to gently stroke the jade without raising his head. Ah, Xin Yi sounded softly, his throat feeling somewhat dry as he said, Thank you, my lord. Bai Jiu did not answer him. Xin Yi eased his throat and said, Thank you for last night as well, my lord I I What? Im not a mute? Or because I was far too overjoyed that Ping Wang died so Im no longer a mute? Bai Jiu looked over and Xin Yi suddenly felt nervous that even his palms had become slightly damp. He was not even this nervous when meeting the Emperor. Could this be an after effect from being too close to him last night? Regardless, that pair of eyes that was attentively on him had made him feel somewhat parched to the point that his words had become twisted by the time they reached his lips and instead turned to, Will my lord be sleeping in the afternoon? Between his fingers, the unpolished jade had become a plaything. Bai Jiu leaned against the back pillow and looked directly at him, Do you want to sleep with me? No Xin Yi stuttered, I would not dare to trouble. Bai Jiu stared at him for some time and his gaze could not help but stop at the tips of his ears that had gone red. Even though Xin Yi was conscientiously looking at the teacup on the table, he could still feel that the gaze on him did not once move. Fortunately, Xie Jingsheng arrived at just the right time and Xin Yi let out a breath in relief. Who would have guessed before this breath could fully be released, Bai Jiu had suddenly turned around just to see his expression of relief clearly. Before Xin Yi had time to recover, this person had already left. This time, Xin Yi only let out a breath in relief and laid down on the soft couch when he could no longer see Bai Jiu. The cushion was fluffily soft so he rolled around and buried his face against the back pillow. From it, he was able to smell a particularly clear cooling scent It was the scent from Bai Jius body. Xin Yi buried himself in that position for half the day before finally turning over to lie on his back. Sunlight scattered all over him and he spread out his arms, his whole body feeling fuzzily warm in comfort. It was only his chest that was feeling cold because nothing was on it. He could not hold it in anymore and pulled the back pillow into his arms. Feeling that this was far more comfortable, he closed his eyes against the sunlight as he laid on the couch until he eventually fell asleep. Xie Jingsheng could not stay in the Capital for a long time. Today, Bai Jiu had arranged a farewell banquet for him at the best entertainment house in the Capital. Most who had come were their comrades from the Imperial Bodyguards. Xie Jingsheng and the rest of them did not skip making a toast to Bai Jiu. In a banquet, Bai Jiu typically did not have much to say. It was only when everyone was having fun and he was evidently sitting nonchalantly that everyone dared to let loose. Where there is wine present, there will also be a beauty present. No matter male or female, as long as they are a beauty, they will need to tend to the guests. Whats more, there was something interesting when it came to this Xie Jingsheng. When drunk, he would become someone completely virtuous; his clothes straightened, his sitting posture upright and his eyes resolute, making everyone burst into laughter. Last night, Bai Jiu did not manage to get any sleep as he had to coax Xin Yi until he fell asleep. Now that he had drunk a little too much wine, it was inevitable that his head was hurting. He had built up a natural habit of touching the jade pendant on his waist but he suddenly recalled that he had left it on Xin Yis bed. When he thought about Xin Yis bed, he thought about Xin Yi. And when he thought about Xin Yi, the tapping of his fingertips against the table had become chaotic. After being lost in his thoughts for a while, he suddenly felt that the banquet until this point of time had become boring. Why not just go back? Why not just Go back. When this thought of his became as clear as day, Bai Jiu suddenly became irritated. The person who had been giving him a suggestive look was scared that he was feeling out of place so she immediately poured him some wine. And once she started pouring, it just kept coming. Xin Yi was woken up by Old Qu. When he woke up, it was already dusk outside. Old Qu ordered people to serve food and accompanied him by standing beside him as he ate. Later, afraid that he would be bored, he had also accompanied him for a stroll around the courtyard. Xin Yi was happy to be accompanied by him so they walked around the courtyard. Upon reaching an area that was built with the study room, Old Qu pointed out to him, Lord Shizi, please look. Inside this pond are fishes that have been picked and sent over from the village, all fresh and plump. If someday you are interested, you must come fishing at this pond. The other servants were some distance away and Old Qu is a servant that has been prepared by Bai Jiu so Xin Yi was not afraid of being heard and simply let out a laugh, his dimples irresistibly sweet. Xin Yi had never heard of a prominently high-ranking official who raised fishes in a pond right in front of their study room. He thought of Bai Jius smile that was not at all like a smile and laughed, whispering to Old Qu, Whose idea was it? Old Qu followed along and whispered as well, When his lordship built the courtyard, he had wanted to be able to relax and be comfortable at his own home so isnt fishing simply the best? Xin Yi saw that each and every one of the fishes in the pond was indeed plump. Finding it interesting, he said, If so, then it is missing something. Otherwise, the fun of it would not truly be complete. Old Qu immediately listened closely. Xin Yi said, If you add in a raft, then wouldnt it be just right? Old Qu clapped his hands and let out a hearty laugh, If you add in a few fisher boys3, then it would be just like a peach blossoms forest4 all around, exceptionally beautiful. As so, both of them chatted as they walked around. Inevitably, the sky behind the racecourse had darkened so Xin Yi stopped and did not go to have a look. He walked back together with Old Qu. Since there were people lighting the way in front, Old Qu watched Xin Yi by the side. Seeing Xin Yis calm face, he knew that there was something on his mind. This old servant feels troubled as summer approaches. Xin Yi let out an en and looked up curiously, Why is that? Old Qu caressed his beard with an unbearable look on his face and pointed at the grass beside, An irrevocable time for the grand chirpings5 truly disturbs the dreams of others. Xin Yi was amused by the expression of the elderly. He listened to the sound of these lively crickets and laughed, If you add in the sound of frogs croaking, then it would truly be unbearable. He tilted his head as he spoke, somewhat reminiscing, In the past, my third brother liked to fight crickets. Every time he was scared of my oldest brother finding out, he would always come and hide in my room. Once he starts hiding, he would hide for a few nights. At that time, I was still stuttering and on top of being anxious, I could not win over my third brother. When I could not sleep from the crickets chirping, I would look for my second brother. My second brother always had a way. In the middle of the night, he brought me to put the crickets inside my third brothers blanket. My third brother remembered this very well and was looking for the chance to beat me up. In the end, we caused so much trouble that our oldest brother had found out and beaten the both of us up. As he spoke up till here, his gaze shifted to the dusk undulating by the eaves and his voice gradually became soft, For the sake of coaxing me, my mother had asked my father and brothers to let me hang lanterns in the manor. I hung the colorful lanterns up one by one until they filled up the whole manor. At night, it was colorful everywhere I looked. Xin Yis voice came to a stop. The light of dusk revealed his face that was at a loss. It was only after saying all these that he realized they had all vanished like smoke. Old Qu listened while he spoke. A kind expression rose on his face as he said softly, They are all beautiful colors. Xin Yi gave a smile and the both of them continued with their walk back. When he returned, Bai Jiu was still not back yet. After Xin Yi finished his bath, he drank his medicine. Old Qu had wanted to help him to apply his ointment but Xin Yi had declined. Old Qu did not insist on it and excused himself without any further mention. Xin Yi was the same as Bai Jiu in terms of not liking people to serve them at night. After he extinguished the lights in the outer room, he walked to the back of the folding screen in the inner room and took off his clothes to put ointment on his scars in front of the bronze mirror. The most scarring injury he had was on his back. The scar had come from two vicious dogs that Ping Wang had released on him while being leashed on a hitching post because he had stabbed him during the Cold Food Festival6 of the 57th Year. Xin Yi turned around to look at his back, wondering if the ointment should be applied on this injury. He was deep in his thoughts when he suddenly heard someone knocking against the edge of the folding screen. He raised his eyes to see Bai Jiu leaning against the side of the folding screen. His gaze calmly cascaded down from his face then flow swiftly down to his neck, collarbones, chest and abdomen. This kind of gaze was far too calm, far too calm to the point that Xin Yis lower abdomen had slightly tightened. He pulled on his clothes then felt that they were both men here so what was he being so overly conscious for? He remained still and could not help but look at Bai Jiu in a daze. Bai Jiu lifted his hand and rubbed his forehead as he said, Let me do it instead. I would not dare to trouble. But Bai Jiu was already in front of him. Just like this, the man who was a head taller than him leaned in towards him. In the fire light, this bright pair of remarkably alluring eyes made Xin Yis heart pound. Seeing that he was about to lean in, Xin Yi had abruptly taken a step back. It was only when Bai Jiu held onto his receding shoulder that Xin Yi realized Bai Jiu was leaning forward to take the ointment for his injuries. The scent of alcohol enveloped Xin Yi. Bai Jiu straightened himself and raised his eyebrow slightly, What are you being afraid for? After he finished, he lowered his head and leaned forward in front of his eyes, Dont you fear neither Heaven nor Earth that you even dared to burn the City of Po Suo? Xin Yi became silent, contemplating over what to say. Who would have thought that Bai Jiu would actually caressed his hair like he was coaxing a little puppy and said to him in a soft voice, Its alright, its alright. Its merely the City of Po Suo. It wouldnt be a big matter even if you had burned Ping Wangs Shanyin. Just turn around, Ill help you apply ointment. The contrast between this soft voice of his now and last night was so striking that when it reached the inside of his ears, it had actually aroused a warm numbing feeling. The tips of Xin Yis ears had already started to burn and he felt that this breath of his that was mixed together with the scent of alcohol had made even him feel lightheaded and dizzy. Hmm? Bai Jius fingertips lightly touched his burning ear and with a soft laugh, he said, Whats this? Its hot. Notes: 1. The two oldest Xin brothers names are pronounced the same with different written characters for their Jing. The oldest brother is while the second brother is . To avoid confusion, Xin Jing will be used for the oldest brother and Xinjing for the second brother. 2. [ (lan shan) is a type of traditional attire worn by men since the Tang Dynasty. Its main features are round collars and wide sleeves. It looks something like this with variation in colors and designs. please click to bless eyes 3. ͯ (yu tong) also known as fisher boy or fishing child, is the name of a Chinese folklore. It tells a story of an old and poor fisherman who brought back home a fishbowl with an engravement of a fisher boy which he caught in his net. At night, the fishbowl would be filled with water and the fisher boy would appear. Droplets of water that fell out from the fishbowl would then turn into gold. 4. (taolin) is peach blossoms forest. Unsure of how to explain this but its known that the scenery of a peach blossoms forest is beautiful hence, the line above. 5. ֶ (zhong le ding ming) is a play on words. 6. ʳ (han shi jie) also known as the Cold Food Festival is a traditional holiday that is celebrated on the third month of the lunar calendar. CH 4 Posted on 29th Oct 2021 by Yue Xin Yi wanted nothing more than to shrink into a ball. The icy cold feeling that was wrapped around his ears had spread throughout his chest ripple by ripple. He started to stutter as he got nervous, Y-You Arent you applying the ointment? Bai Jiu let out an oh and immediately dipped the tips of his fingers into the ointment. He started to scan Xin Yis body for injuries until he turned himself around to face the mirror. This had not only made him unable to see his movement behind, but it had instead allowed him to see his profile far more clearly. Fingertips that were cold as ice traced his back until he became slightly ticklish from it. Before Xin Yi could control his expression, he had already seen his own dimples in the bronze mirror and could only avert his eyes away. Bai Jiu lowered his gaze. The look in his eyes was as clear as day but the same could not be said for the pressure of his fingertips. Neither of them spoke and unknowingly, after Bai Jiu was done applying ointment on his wounds, his fingers had slipped down to the back of Xin Yis waist before retracting; unsure if it had been intentional or not. Before Xin Yi could cover up with his clothes, Bai Jiu had already turned around. You dont have to wear them anymore. Just go to sleep. He then walked past the folding screen and left. The tips of Xin Yis ears were left burning, inexplicably so. When Xin Yi woke up the next morning, Bai Jiu had left for morning court. After breakfast, seeing that the weather today was cooling, he and Old Qu went to continue their walk around the courtyard that they did not finish yesterday. The racecourse that Bai Jiu had described was not considered to be small since a few horses running together in the paddock would not be a big problem, to say the least. Chi Ye had stayed alone in the shed, his temperament just like his owner. Xin Yi had let Chi Ye out so he could freely run a few rounds by himself on the racecourse. After that, he looked at the other horses and they were really all Bei Yang horses. He could not hold himself back from patting them for a while, feeling a sense of closeness to them. Sure enough, it must be because this old slave is old that he cannot touch Chi Ye. Old Qu saw how close Chi Ye was to him and said with a laugh, If this old slave was a few years younger, maybe he might be able to tame a good horse as well. Xin Yis dimples surfaced as he caressed Chi Yes hair and said, This is a good horse a rare good horse. Old Qu told him, When Chi Ye was first sent to the Capital, the little Qin Wang adored him very much. Unfortunately, Chi Ye had a fierce temper and it was only my lord who was able to tame it. The little Qin Wang that he was referring to was the Shizi of Qin Wang Xin Zhenming; Xin Wen, who had been raised in the Capital and was famous for being a renowned figure in the Capital for his arrogance. Xin Yi did not have much of an impression of his cousin as all the time that he had spent in the Capital could be calculated with one hand. At most, he had only heard of his name. Is it alright if I take a horse to run a few laps? Xin Yi skipped over the topic of the little Qin Wang, showing interest in only the horses. Old Qu immediately took a few steps back and said, Lord Shizi, please go ahead. Even though Xin Yi liked Chi Ye, it was still Bai Jius horse so it would not be appropriate to ride it without permission. Instead, he had picked out a Bei Yang horse to try running a few laps around the racecourse. Once he had gotten on the horse, he was flooded with so much joy that he could not help but smile. It was a sort of happiness that had come from his heart. This trait of love for horses was something that the whole of Bei Yang shared. Xin Yi stayed on the racecourse until noon. As soon as Xin Yi got off the horse, Old Qu handed him a handkerchief for him to wipe the sweat on his head. Seeing that Xin Yi was still caressing the horse as if he still hadnt had enough, he said with a smile, It had been a long time since this racecourse was built. Before, because his lordship was preoccupied with governmental affairs, he did not come by very often. If it so happens that Lord Shizi is interested, do come by more often to have a look. It will also prevent other people from slacking. Xin Yi said with a laugh, If it is not much trouble, then I will. Xin Yi had lunch as soon as he got back and after his meal, he was once again lazing on the same couch as yesterday, hugging the back pillow as he shut his eyes to take an afternoon nap in the sun. For some reason, Bai Jiu was still not back yet and as long as he does not come back, Xin Yi would have something less to worry about. Just as he was about to fall asleep, he suddenly heard a commotion coming from the courtyard. Xin Yi was extremely tired so he could only hear a youth say in an obnoxiously loud voice in the middle of the courtyard, What? This noble one1 cant even enter his courtyard? Xin Yi turned around, hearing the person continue to say, There arent even this many rules in the Palace! Today, this noble one must see Chi Ye no matter what so dont you dare get in the way! Old Qu forced a smile as he said, His lordship has not returned, I dare not to disserve Wen Shizi. Xin Wen was older than Xin Yi by 3 years in terms of age. With both his voice and the ends of his eyebrows raised, he gloated, For as long as this noble one has been born, there has never been anyone in this world who had once called me Wen Shizi. In this neither big nor small Capital, is there anyone else worthy enough for Old Qu to call him Lord Shizi? Lord Shizi is undoubtedly the Lord Shizi. Of course, Wen Shizi does not fall short from the honor of Lord Shizi. Old Qu laughed as he said, This is something that even a newborn knows. Lord Shizi, please do not take it to heart. Xin Wen was about to get a stroke. From the corner of his eyes, he saw a drowsy youth lying on the couch by the window, about to fall asleep. He had a gentle and elegant appearance with a face split between innocence and naivety. In a heartbeat, he already knew who this was. The expression on his face did not change as he pointed at that person and said, Even this person can enter the home of Ping Ding Wang while this noble one cant even enter the courtyard of Ping Ding Wang. Old Qu, have you gone senile? You cant even distinguish between the superior and the inferior. Old Qus face was still smiling and he outwardly said, Since it is the home of Ping Ding Wang, then it is only right that not just any mere outsider can enter. It is simply that my lords way of thinking is different from others, that it is not a big matter if a mere outsider entered. Wen Shizi, look how scorching the weather is, it is simply not proper to stay standing like this. How about this old slave lead you to rest at the side courtyard? Even if you want to sit on the beam of the roof, my lord would also not question it. The weather is so fine today, this noble one does not feel hot in the slightest! Xin Wen nodded his chin towards Xin Yis direction and said, You. Come out. Xin Yi, seeing just how determined he was, inwardly sighed and slowly walked outside. Xin Wen pushed Old Qu and dragged Xin Yi to the back. He let out a snort and said to him, This noble one is a guest that your lordship had graciously invited over and you still dare to drag your feet? Go to the racecourse, this noble one wants to see Chi Ye! Even though they were cousins, they did not bear any resemblance to each other. Because Xin Wen grew up with both wealth and glory, he was accustomed to acting so tyrannically that he exuded arrogance without even needing to lift an eyebrow. After dragging Xin Yi the whole way, he looked at him a few times and sneered, Who are you even? Naturally, a mute could not give an answer so Xin Yi could only respond with a small troubled smile. There is only one mute in the Capital and he is a newcomer who was dug out just two days ago. Xin-Xin Yi, right? Why didnt you come to have tea at Qin Wangs manor since youve entered the Capital? Xin Wen said, patting Xin Yi on the shoulder. He was slightly taller than Xin Yi and very casually, with arms on shoulders like they were both good brothers as they walked forward, he said, Whats the use in continuing to hide behind the Devil? Its not like youre his son. Just a few days ago, my father mentioned your name. But today, on the account of your brothers face, this noble one has come to take a look. Bai Jiu, this lunatic didnt do anything to you, right? Xin Yi could only remain smiling, his expression unchanged. His oldest brother was not someone who had thousands of admirers in the Capital so of course, he could not have had that deep of a friendship with Qin Wangs darling son. It may have been reasonable for this person to come and see him out of courtesy, but to drag in his father and brothers relentlessly was really testing his patience. You have been back for two days and you still havent met with His Majesty. Since Bai Jiu is favored to no end, if he just opened his mouth, it should have been as easy as lifting a finger. Xin Wen raised his hand to brush aside the wicker on top of his head and derided, But he did not mention a word on purpose and imprisoned you in the manor. Even though you are not like before, you are still the son of Yan Wang. Just because he is treating you this way, does it mean that you should let him? His hands that were grasping Xin Yis shoulders tightened as he said, We are cousins. If you want to vent your anger, this noble one will definitely help. This is the Capital so there isnt anyone who would dare to cross this noble one in front of His Majesty. Beside the weeping willows was a pond situated in front of the study room. Xin Yi heard what he had said and his dimples became even deeper. He looked at Xin Wen with a pair of grateful eyes as he stopped in his steps. Xin Wen followed and seeing how his gaze was filled with sincerity and admiration, he let go of him and said earnestly, We are all the grandsons of His Majesty so we cant let some Second Rank King step on us. Xin Yi raised his hands in a hurry and covered his eyes, crying out of gratitude. Flustered, Xin Wen said, Dont start crying, how are you so Hey, what are you retreating for! Xin Yi waved a hand to show that he was alright. His shoulders shook slightly as he continued to retreat with Xin Wens every approaching step. Xin Wen only felt annoyed by how someone who is already this big could still cry to this extent with just these few words. From the start, he was not someone with a lot of patience. He only wanted to bring Xin Yi here to say a few words then quickly leave. Xin Yi turned around as if he wanted to wipe away his tears and Xin Wen could only walk around to him. Before he could open his mouth, he was met with a pair of clear eyes staring at him from between his fingers, without a single trace of gratitude or tears. You Suddenly, his lower abdomen was hit with a force. He did not have time to react before his entire person went staggering from the kick. Who would have predicted the pond was right behind Xin Wen; he had barely retreated and had already fallen into the pond, water splashing in all four directions. Xin Yi stood by the side of the pond and with a handkerchief that he had wiped his sweat with, he wiped his shoulder that he had grasped just now. He watched with a soft gaze as the person in the pond slapped the water in a rage, bobbing up and down in the water. The dimples on his cheeks swirled endlessly before finally disappearing quietly. The veins on Xin Wens forehead popped as he slapped the water, cursing, You good-for-nothing mute dog of Bei Yang! Biting this hard without even batting an eye! Xin Yi looked at him calmly. The water from a summers afternoon was warm and the hair on Xin Wens back exploded straight up. Old Qu let out a sound in surprise from the back as he stood by the side of the pond and said, Hurry up and pull Lord Shizi up. There are fishes here and its muddy at the bottom of the pond. If the bottom of Lord Shizis shoe is dirtied, we will not be able to afford it. Then the old man started to laugh as he said, If your manor is short of fresh fishes, you only need to tell this old slave. It is only a few fishes, my lord would be very willing as well. Was there a need to jump in by yourself, really you. Xin Wen ignored him. After being pulled up, his brocade robe2 was unbearably soaked throughout. In just a few steps, he had leaped in front of Xin Yi. He grabbed his collars and said through gritted teeth, You better be careful about where you bare your fangs and banish your claws. I dont believe Bai Jiu will be able to shield you from this. As for this bite today, just you wait for it. Xin Yi lowered his eyes and looked at the wet hands that were grabbing onto his collars until it had crumpled, then raised it back to give him an innocent and pure smile. Xin Wen noticed the obvious contempt in the depth of his eyes, piercing like the tip of a knife; a sore to the eye. This bastard is really a jackal raised in Bei Yang, only cloaked in a sheeps skin to deceive others! The person who had been in the study room all this while placed the teacup he was holding onto the table. The heat was faint, and his ice-cold fingertip slid across the edge of the teacup as he stared over to the pond in silence. When Xin Wen left with a flick of his sleeve, Xin Yi was thinking about how delicious the cooked fish from last night was and if he should catch a few fishes to bring back to cook since he was just beside the pond. He thought about it seriously, and after getting back inside, he fell asleep while thinking about it. He did not know how long he had slept. He slept until he had become muddle-headed, hearing the sound of knives sharpening coming from the top of his head. He had slept deeply and now that hed woken up, his head was dizzy. It was only after lying still and listening to the sound for a while that he felt something was not right. He turned over and with drowsy eyes that had just woken up, he looked up and instantly saw a beautiful hand That unreservedly beautiful hand was holding a carving knife, moving along an unpolished jade. The setting sun passed through the panes of the window, casting light onto the face of that man who had his head lowered in focus. His alluring and upright appearance had changed from the usual to become calm and composed. Just a lift of the corner of his narrow eyes could render one addled. And rather than appearing stern when he was not smiling, he instead looked quiet and carefree. Xin Yi stared at him and suddenly felt numb to the bones. He immediately turned over to lie back down, burying his face into the back pillow to hide. However, the back pillow was filled with an icy cooling scent so in the end, there was no escape from this. It only took a light flick on the back of the head and the tips of Xin Yis ears had reddened again. The cold fingertips of that man shifted towards his exposed red ear tip to give it a gentle flick. With a shudder, Xin Yi climbed to the side of the couch in a rustle and curled into a ball. He used the back pillow to cover his face, only revealing a pair of eyes to look at Bai Jiu as if he did not understand his touch. Are you a little dog? Bai Jiu proceeded to look at him, Here I thought I was someone close. Xin Yis face was hot and he only answered in a muffle, En. Was last nights ointment comfortable? Bai Jiu stretched out his hand, I was the one who applied it so I want to take a look. Before Xin Yi could say that its alright, his words after that had made him hide his eyes behind the back pillow. Comf Comfortable, theres no need to look at it, thank you. Oh. Bai Jiu suddenly turned to him and propped himself up by the sides of his legs. He got rid of the back pillow by tossing it aside, then looked at him and said, I want to take a look. No As his clothes were lifted up, Xin Yi held tightly onto it as if his life depended on it and said firmly, There is really no need, I do not dare to trouble. Does my scent smell good? ReallyHuh? Xin Yi was stunned and before he could grasp the world turning upside down, he had already been flipped over and pressed against the soft couch. The clothes on his back were lifted in an instant, revealing his scars. As a consequence of his irritation, anxiety and embarrassment had risen as if he did not understand the meaning behind Bai Jius frequent touches. There was a sudden chill on his back. This man had actually used his hand to stroke his scars a couple of times, touching until Xin Yi shuddered and buried his face out of indignance. The question that he meant to ask was swallowed back meekly as he could not hold himself back from biting the cushion. How did you get this scar? Xin Zhenxiaos bite couldnt be this good. Xin Yi had turned into an ostrich by now. From under the cushion, he muffled, The bite from Xin Zhenxiaos dog is this good. Bai Jiu frowned, He released dogs? En Xin Yi felt that saying it like this made himself feel like he was put at a disadvantage so he added, I gave him a stab so he could not get up and could only release dogs. Bai Jiu lowered his eyes as if remembering something. The tip of his fingers cascaded his back and after a while, Xin Yi let out a trembling voice, almost crying to him as he said, Dont touch anymore. Bai Jiu touched his face from under the cushion and found them burning hot. He squeezed his chin, raised his face up and said, When you were burning Po Suo City, did you not release dogs to bite him? Xin Yis face was red beyond words and because they were too close, his exposed back with his clothes being lifted, could distinctively feel the hem of his clothes. The icy cooling scent surrounded him and he merely said, There wasnt enough time. No matter. The side of Bai Jius mouth extended into a cold smile, He was dismembered into five by horses3. After he was done burning, he could only be fed to the dogs. Notes: 1. (ben gong zi) is a honorific term that someone from a respectable position uses to refer to themselves. 2. (jin pao) also known as brocade robe is a type of robe with designs woven on the fabric at the same time the fabric itself is being woven. 3. ʬ (wu ma fen shi) is a method of torture used in the past in which horses are tied to a persons head and limbs to pull them apart. CH 5 Posted on 9th Dec 2021 by Yue Bai Jius words were unsympathetic. There was at least some warmth left to them the last time but now, they were only devastatingly cold. Xin Yis eyelashes trembled as he said, Then he could be considered to have died a worthwhile death, since theres a place for him to rest in peace. Bai Jiu did not answer him and turned over to his side. He looked at the big porcelain vase at the corner of the couch and said, That is his fate. Xin Yi quickly tidied his clothes and answered in agreement. The blush on his face had yet to disappear as he remained lying on the cushion, smiling quietly. Even as a few strands of hair had slipped down at the front to cover his round and bright eyes, the pure naivety on his face still could not be concealed. Still so young, and significantly na?ve. Bai Jiu shifted the position of his long legs and turned back his gaze to continue looking at him, asking him, During the Dragon Boat Festival1, there will be a banquet inside the palace. His Majesty has put in your name. Would you like to go with me? Xin Yi only smiled and said, Im afraid I do not have a choice. Bai Jiu said softly, There isnt anyone who would dare to let out a bark even if you dont go. So right now, Im asking you. Xin Yi thought about the face of his grandfather, the Emperor. The last time he had seen him was when he was conferred to Shizi about seven or eight years ago. Except for a peek of the dragon robe of the Twelve Symbols of Sovereignty2 when he was kneeling down, he could not remember anything else. What did the Emperor look like? Xin Yi did not care, but this was a matter that was inevitable to him so he hesitated for a moment before he said, I want to go. Bai Jiu looked at the strands of hair in front of his eyes and his fingers twitched with the urge to move. He could more or less guess what was on his mind but did not delve deeper into it. After a while, he suddenly asked, Back then, how did you celebrate this day at home? Xin Yi pulled the back pillow back into his arms and said, We celebrated it like everyone else. How did everyone else celebrate it? Xin Yi raised his eyes to look at him and seeing that his expression was the same as usual, he recalled, My mom would take us to hang calamus and burn garden angelica while my dad would offer realgar wine to my brothers to drink. Since there were only dragon boat races in Shangjin, my father wasnt interested. As soon as we woke up early in the morning, my mom would gather us together with our dad to wrap rice dumplings. Er-ge3 has skillful hands so his was always wrapped nicely. As for my dad, even though he had been wrapping them for years, he was still all fingers and thumbs. When he said up till here, there was a pause before his expression softened and he said, Maybe he had known how to since long ago and just wanted mom to teach him hand-in-hand. Bai Jiu listened to everything, his fingers tapping lightly against his leg. My brothers scented sachets were all also embroidered by my mom. Because I was still small, I could only tie the five-colored threads. When the rice dumplings were done steaming, I would use the mince-meat filled one to exchange for Da-ge4s scented sachet. This went on for a few years and it was only later that I found out everyone besides my dad liked to eat candied dates. The more Xin Yi spoke, the more relaxed he got. With the back pillow in his arms, he turned around and saw that outside of the window pane, the sky had already turned dark. As soon as it got dark, the lanterns inside the manor would be lit one by one. Then we would sit under my moms favorite grapevines, enjoying ourselves by chatting and star-gazing. We would do this for the Dragon Boat Festival, for the Mid-Autumn Festival5 and also in our everyday lives. Never separating even once. Even until the end when all paths had been blocked off, dad and mom never once left any of their sons behind. It was really just that ordinary. Xin Yi smiled as his eyes turned to Bai Jiu who was beside him, Its not anything interesting worth mentioning. Now, these words of yours are really not humble. Bai Jius eyes focused as if he was reminiscing, I thought everyone celebrated it by putting on airs and gathering together at the same place. Thats the tradition of the Capital. Xin Yi followed with a smile, Im afraid thats how my lord has always celebrated it in the Palace. Bai Jiu looked regretful, By putting on airs. This time, Xin Yi let out a laugh. He relaxed and said, Its unlikely it was till this extent. If Im called a beast dressed like a human, its all by the virtue of this skin. Otherwise, Im afraid Im merely a monster. In comparison of such, is a person putting on airs not appropriate? Bai Jiu pressed the bridge of his nose with his fingertips and said, Now that a vicious dog has come into power, even the human skin cant hide the hostile gaze of a group of beasts. My lordDoes not count. Xin Yi said softly, Even though the rumors arent good, my lord is a sincere person. Bai Jiu laughed when he heard those words. Out of the sudden, he leaned his head down towards him, stopping right in front of his eyes with an indifferent gaze, A truly distorted illusion. Its not an illusion. Xin Yi said, At least my lord is not a hypocrite. Bai Jiu looked at him for a long time. Looked at him until his face had reddened, looked at him until he had become a little uneasy, looked at him until his own heart felt an itch. His fingertips finally touched the strands of hair in front of him and he should have brushed them aside there and then. But instead, Bai Jius fingertips rubbed those soft strands of hair delicately. The atmosphere that had cooled down after much difficulty was heated up once again. This time, Xin Yi suddenly sat up straight and said, Oh no. Bai Jiu retracted his hand and also sat up, looked at him, asking with his eyes. At his look, Xin Yi brought a hand that had formed a fist to cover underneath his nose and said slowly, Did we forgetto eat? Bai Jiu casually let out a sound in agreement and instead of looking at Xin Yis expression, he got off the couch and called for Old Qu. He turned back and said to him, After the meal, you still need to apply the ointment. Call for someone to inform me after youre done with your bath. After he finished, he walked out without turning back. Xin Yi felt that Bai Jius pace this time was quicker than yesterdays. When Old Qu served his meal, his ears were still hot. He reached his hands out for a touch, at a loss of what this feeling was. As he got up, his hand touched the unpolished jade that Bai Jiu had left on the couch and he lifted his hand to look. His face then vividly started to burn once more. After he was done bathing, he did not ask anyone to call for Bai Jiu. He carelessly applied the ointment himself and as he lay on the bed, he tossed and turned before finally falling asleep with his mind feeling out of place. This continued on to the next day. As he got up, his head was hurting somewhat, unsure of whether it was because he had been overthinking. Xin Yi asked someone to change the water to a cold one, and it was only after wiping his face again that his mind started to come to. It was only after knowing that Bai Jiu was not inside the manor that he left the room. The sky was grey today, looking as if it would rain. But thankfully the breeze was gentle so it was especially pleasant when standing underneath the tree. The Dragon Boat Festival is near. In the past, how did my lord celebrate it in the manor? Xin Yi raised a hand to take the leaf on his head, twirling it around with his fingertips, I heard that there was a difference between the Capital and Bei Yang. My lord does not celebrate it. Old Qu smiled at Xin Yi with hands on his back, and said with some lament, Previously, when working with the Imperial Bodyguards, there was no time. But now that its time for the celebration, Im afraid my lord would not even know of it. In the manor, there are no female companions, and since no one would dare to mention it upfront, my lord just passed these few years like this. These few years? Old Qu caressed his beard and simply smiled, The wind is nice today. It will definitely be pleasant to ride on a horse. Xin Yi did not ask any further and chatted with Old Qu about other things as they headed towards the racecourse. It was probably because the wind was cool today that Chi Ye was rather active. As soon as he saw Xin Yi from afar, he raised his hooves restlessly as if he could not wait to get out of the stable. Xin Yi let him out of the stable and Chi Ye galloped excitedly on the racecourse. After running a lap, he returned to Xin Yis side and enthusiastically rubbed his head against him. Xin Yi laughed and gave a few rubs back in return. Not long after playing, someone bent over by Old Qus ear to notify him of the arrival of an invitation card. With just a glance, Old Qu already could tell that this card was not to invite his lordship, but to invite Xin Yi. Xin Yi held the invitation in his hands and after looking at it, he said with a smile, I do not recognize this official called Lord He. Does Old Qu know? This Lord Hes name is An Chang, given name Ru Xu. He is called the Virtuous Pillar of the Court6 among the people of the Capital for his being of unwavering virtue. Even though hes not in the Censorate7, he has the authority to exercise as part of the Censorate as appointed by His Majesty. He is as virtuous as a sharp blade8 and is most feared by greedy and corrupt officials. Lord He graduated from the Hanlin Academy and is the Left Councilor, Lord Zhangs favorite student. In the Capital, he is a well-known figure. Old Qu sighed after finishing, then said, Hes a good person, but because he heeds to Lord Zhangs every word, he does not give a good face to our lord. Since he is a student of the Left Councilor Zhang Taiyan, it had meant he was with the left faction who are at odds with Bai Jiu; so of course he would give Bai Jiu a difficult time. Xin Yi looked at these three words He An Chang again and again but he still could not figure out why someone like him with a resolutely upright character would look for someone such as himself? Currently, his only value depended on him inheriting the army of Bei Yangs Sanjin. Thus, as a court official and also one who was unlike Bai Jiu; raising storms whenever he goes, what could he possibly talk to him about? Xin Yi thought about it and accepted the invitation, said, Either way, I will go and have a look. He An Chang did not invite him to meet in his manor and had instead fixed on an elegant place with a beautiful view in the Capital which was the Buer Teahouse. This Buer Teahouse was not somewhere ordinary. It just so happens that it was opposite the entertainment house that Bai Jiu frequents in the Capital and was Left Councilor Zhang Taiyans favorite place to drink tea and listen to storytellers. Xin Yi thought of how convenient this chosen place must be; besides already showing how He An Chang was disinterested in Bei Yangs army, it had also made Xin Yi appear in front of the people from the left faction alongside alarming Bai Jiu as well. As to whether this was something that could alarm Bai Jiu, Xin Yi would not be able to tell. If it was said that Bai Jiu only brought him into the Capital to keep him safe for Bei Yangs military; this man has never once mentioned the words Bei Yangs military to him. Conversely, if it was said that Bai Jiu was doing this out of personal relations; before Po Suo City, he never interacted with Bai Jiu even once and the people in Yan Palace did not have any relations with Bai Jiu either. The carriage stopped in front of Buer Teahouse. Xin Yi lifted the curtain and got off the carriage. He looked around to see a few carriages, all of which were plain and ordinary-looking. With a smile on his face, he lifted his robe and stepped inside. There are no clean officials inside the Capital. Even for those who dye textiles, no matter how simple their work was on the surface, their hands had also once been stained grey to a certain extent. Regarding this, Bai Jiu had always done whatever it is that he wanted; as compared to being a hypocrite, he did not mind being the actual villain. As soon as he stepped over the threshold, he could feel the stares from the people around him. He lifted his head and his eyes swept over his surroundings with an apparent gentle smile. On top of the second floor staircase stood a cold-looking young man, with hands clasped behind his back. He was unexpectedly dressed in the garb of a student, a jin fu9. Xin Yi smiled, nodded his head in respect and stepped upstairs. He An Chang did not hesitate to lead the way. Yi Shizi, please. Before reaching upstairs, he could already hear the storytellers voice in cadence. Xin Yi listened carefully and heard a name from the previous dynasty called Wang Zang. Wang Zang himself was an eunuch and was the main culprit, holding enough power that posed a threat to the throne, causing the previous dynasty to fall into a decline. His notorious reputation was engraved in history. However, in terms of the omnipotence in court, if he was in cahoots with Bai Jiu at this current time, then he would already have had other ulterior motives in mind. Once he got up the second floor, he could already see the peculiarity of this Buer Teahouse. The parapet of the second floor was extensive. In front of the people who were seated in the centre was an unrestrained and loud storyteller with a wood in hand while at the back, there was a folding screen erected with simple yet elegant beauties brewing tea with their jade-like hands behind. As the view stretched beyond the parapet, different layers of the Capitals landscape could be seen sequentially. What was most wonderous was that the Palace could be seen as well. The crown of the Hall of Supreme Harmony was a brilliant colored glaze which only added further to its majestic glory. A gentle breeze came at this moment, making it just right for one to enjoy drinking tea wholeheartedly. The middle seat had been occupied by someone. He was a white-haired and vibrantly spirited old man. With just a single glance, Xin Yi had roughly guessed who this was. This was not because Xin Yi had a good eye, but it was because his reputation was so exceptional that the only one worthy of this seat and its prestige was him. The Left Councilor, Zhang Taiyan. He An Chang said to Xin Yi, Shizi, please take a seat. Xin Yi folded his hands at him foremost, gesturing for him to sit down first. Zhang Taiyan who was in his seat turned to two thin-skinned walnuts, laughing as he saw this situation and said, Is there a need for Yi Shizi to be this overly courteous? Please just take a seat. Today, the only ones here are the three of us so rather than treating us as officials, simply treat us as tea friends. Xin Yi let out a laugh, his expression both innocent and friendly at the same time. Setting aside his formality and vigilance, he then sat down. Beside him, He An Chang sat down as well. Coming from behind the folding screen was a young boy who served them tea. Xin Yi took a small sip and even though his smile remained the same, in his heart however, he could not taste anything. Zhang Taiyan blew his tea a few times; this pretentious amiability of his made him exude the air of a self-assured erudite. Deep inside, Xin Yi felt troubled. He could only lower his head with a smile, looking at the scattered tea leaves in his cup sinking, making it seem as if he was not well-versed on the matter of tea tasting. It has been a few days since Shizi came to the Capital. The gears in Zhang Taiyans head started to turn once again and he laughed as he said, It must have been at least ten years since this elder has left Bei Yang. The sight of Bei Yang Sanjin that year was so fresh in my mind that I still think about it from time to time. That time, Yan Wang Dianxia was in his years of valiance and had steadily taught your older brother to the utmost. This elder had once thought that with Bei Yang having such a valiant king in its descendance, how could it not prosper for a few generations? As he said up till here, the look in his eyes became more affectionate, looking at Xin Yi as if he was his own grandson. This elder had great expectations of your second brother entering the Censorate in the future. I only hate that because of my humble position at that time, it was not possible to accept Jing-gongzi as a student. Even when I think of it now, my heart would still feel pain, it was a pity, a real pity. The tips of Xin Yis fingers that rested on the side of the teacup slightly trembled, his lowered eyes containing turbulent billows. Yes, at that time. At that time, who could compete with Bei Yang Yan Palace and those from the imperial bloodline? At that time, his father was drafted as the king of a bordering city in Dawan. At that time, his older brother had steadily led the army at such a young age. At that time, his second brothers words had moved Dalan in a bizarre and impractical discussion10. At that time, his third brother was invincible in launching surprise attacks. Bygone were the brilliance of those years that was now an unbearable old scar hidden in the depths of his heart. Even with such great admiration and reverence, not a single person in the Yan Palace who did not deserve to die was saved and the only one left behind was an utterly useless mute. Now, no one is qualified to share sentiments with him because the truth was, the worlds reverence had only achieved in turning the Hall of Supreme Harmony into a bunch of countless sharp knives coming from all four directions, driving everyone to the brink of extinction. There was no use in pretending to miss the glory from the past as the only sentiment he wanted to keep was that of an ordinary family. Zhang Taiyan took a sip of the tea and was about to continue when the hot tea unexpectedly toppled over, spilling and scalding Xin Yis hand. Xin Yi opened his mouth and raised his head, his expression of sheer helplessness softening the hearts of the others. Shizi, be careful. He An Chang who was beside him pulled out a cotton handkerchief from his sleeve and very quickly, he wiped Xin Yis scalded hand with tea water, but he still could not prevent the red mark from becoming more obvious. Xin Yi immediately waved his hands, gesturing that he was alright and even smiled apologetically at Zhang Taiyan as well as showing his gratitude towards He An Chang. His actions were unable to make He An Chang detect anything out of it. However, quietly sitting opposite of him, Zhang Taiyans smile went a few degrees colder. Notes: 1. (duanyang jie) also known as the Dragon Boat Festival ( duanwu jie) is a traditional holiday that is celebrated on the fifth day, fifth month of the lunar calendar. 2. ʮ also known as The Twelve Symbols of Sovereignty Dragon Robe is a ceremonial robe worn by the Emperor. 3. (er ge) is second brother. 4. (da ge) is oldest brother or in other words, big brother. 5. ½ (bai yue jie) also known as the Mid-Autumn Festival ( zhong qiu jie) is a traditional holiday that is celebrated on the fifteenth day, eighth month of the lunar calendar. 6. (qing liu chao zhu) in which clear flowing waters (qing liu) is used in referring to someone with high moral standards and reputation. And An Chang () means in keeping with the norm or calm and just. The An () character also means safe and calm. 7. Ժ (du cha yuan) also known as the Censorate was established in the Qin Dynasty and is the highest-level ranking court in the Ming Dynasty. They served directly under the Emperor and took part in important decisions, supervising and investigating ministers for corruption, among other tasks. 8. ն (bai mian zhan) is a figurative speech and I translated it according to my own interpretation. 9. (jin fu) is a clothing and cap worn generally by officials and prestigious scholars who has yet to have an official position. 10. ̸ (qing tan) is used to refer to impractical talk or discussion between scholars and officials during the Wei and Jin period. It was later used in referring to empty talk that did not contribute to solving anything. CH 6 No content CH 7 No content CH 8 No content CH 9 No content