Chapter 136: Delights Here, No Thoughts Of Home
This is a smart person’s thought process.
They are skilled at discovering new issues from the details in their opponent’s words, then decisively shifting the topic to an angle favorable to themselves, thereby launching a counterattack.
She just forgot one thing: today it is E Ji’s world. When facing Zhang Min, E Ji has always been brave and fearless. When she leaped onto Zhang Min and began tearing and hitting, Feng An and Liang Kun were very reluctant to leave, but their legs still carried their bodies out of the room.
Zhang Min was clearly at a disadvantage. Clearly a single knee strike could end the battle, but her knee slowly contacted E Ji’s soft abdomen, then lifted her up. This gave E Ji the opportunity to continue attacking her.
Seeing E Ji tear a piece of cloth from Zhang Min’s body, Yun Ce knew E Ji was going to lose again, because Zhang Min liked to expose her body in front of the two of them. Yun Ce would be stimulated, and E Ji would be humiliated.
After all, without the terrifying scars, Zhang Min’s body was really very appealing.
In order not to let E Ji suffer double harm, Yun Ce also left the room.
“Convert all our money into livestock, grain, farming tools, and all kinds of materials we can use to build a city.”
Once outside, Yun Ce issued the order to Feng An and Liang Kun.
The more he understood this Great Han, the more Yun Ce couldn’t suppress his disgust toward him. The people here were really simply bad, not stupid.
1 Troubling people was what they were truly skilled at; tormenting people was their greatest source of happiness. They especially liked seeing the fawning smiles on the faces of people one class below them when they bared themselves to them.
1 The eleven thousand six hundred people of Yun Clan Manor, after experiencing a baptism of oil-splashed noodles, clearly had their sense of belonging elevated by a level.
1 Especially the commanders of a thousand, centurions, and ten-man leaders represented by Chu, who even more liked to call themselves ‘retainers under Yun Ce.’
1 Yun Ce knew that the oil-splashed noodles would certainly play a role in uniting hearts, but the effect absolutely wouldn’t be this strong.
1 This bowl of oil-splashed noodles was a bowl of equal oil-splashed noodles, even more a bowl of impartial oil-splashed noodles. Whether it was Lord Yun Ce, Lady E Ji, or beauty Zhang Min, the contents in their bowls were the same as those in the bowls of the maidservants, servants, and even slaves.
1 Yun Ce was savoring the taste of the oil-splashed noodles, while the others were savoring the equality within them. Of course, this was Yun Ce’s thought. Those slaves hadn’t yet developed the ability to savor equality from a bowl of noodles; for now, they were simply happy to have eaten a delicious meal.
1 It was just that this group including Chu had savored even more from it, and calling themselves ‘retainers under Yun Ce’—but in doing so, they unwittingly fell back onto the old path of slaves serving Great Han nobles.
1 Ever since she no longer had appearance anxiety, Zhang Min appeared infinitely charming in front of Yun Ce, with little actions like tossing her hair, puffing out her chest, and pouting her buttocks emerging endlessly.
1 Yun Ce originally had mental preparation for such seduction and could resist it freely. But when he recalled E Ji telling him last night about Zhang Min’s ‘shiny big buttocks,’ he couldn’t help but let his gaze fall on her rear.
1 Just how shiny it was—Yun Ce really wanted to know.
2 “For now, Chu seems to have no issues. The problematic ones are these three centurions: Liu Tong, He Mai, and Chen Shu. The ‘retainers under Yun Ce’ initiative was started by these three contacting a group of people. From their methods, they probably can’t be unconnected to Panxing Tower.
2 Now, are you planning to clean up these three?”
2 Yun Ce withdrew his gaze from Zhang Min’s rear, took out a list, crossed off the names of the three people Zhang Min mentioned, and said to Zhang Min: “Just return the people to Wu Tong. No need to make things so bloody.”
2 “Mm, Wu Tong will kill them.”
2 “Eh, if you hadn’t said it, I’d have forgotten—you messed up a lot of things back then, so why did you get off scot-free?”
2 Zhang Min twisted her body and said: “The bond from Iron Enclosure Pass—others can’t compare.”
2 Seeing Zhang Min pouting her buttocks and leaning on his desk again, Yun Ce hurriedly said: “During this time, we’ll have large, large amounts of materials coming in. Go keep an eye on it.”
2 Zhang Min gave Yun Ce a half-smiling glance, then laughing, she twisted and swayed as she went out.
2 This ghost woman now treated seducing Yun Ce as a fun game, and toying with E Ji as an achievement. It was clear her current life was fulfilling and happy.
2 Three days later, the millet at Yun Clan Manor ripened again. The yield still shocked Yun Ce, but this time there were no big shots coming to watch. Liu Changsheng merely sent a very old divine official to preside over the harvest ceremony.
3 He had originally wanted to send a bag of millet each to Liu Changsheng and the recovering Grand Marshal Zhou Bo, but after realizing that in assassination-plagued Chang’an, giving gifts—especially food that goes into the mouth—was not a good choice, he gave up.
3 Five days passed, and Yun Clan Manor’s lockdown still hadn’t been lifted. This meant the assassin matter wasn’t settled yet. Fortunately, the people of Yun Clan Manor didn’t need to go out; they just listed what they needed, and corresponding caravans would come to negotiate.
3 Gradually, the materials in Yun Clan Manor had piled up like mountains.
3 Strong slaves began packing and sealing these materials. They were about to travel far, so this was necessary. The women were making more clothes, shoes and socks. He’d heard that Yi Trees were hard to grow north of the Great Wall, but there were mulberry trees there, so they could raise silkworms then.
3 Yun Ce still hadn’t gotten any news about cotton from the caravans. These caravans were all seasoned travelers who’d seen much of the world. If they said they’d never seen it, it was probably true that no such plant as cotton existed.
3 North of the Great Wall, after Sangluo Moon passed, the temperature would drop, very low. He’d heard there were years it even froze—that was probably a sign the temperature had fallen below zero.
3 However, the freezing period was short, sometimes just one or two days. Yun Ce thought about it: at such temperatures, there was no need to worry too much about heating. Even heated kangs weren’t necessary. On Earth, south of the Qinling-Huaihe line, there was freezing in winter too, but they never had centralized winter heating, and no one froze to death.
3 E Ji had something to say about winter warmth. She said there was a grass on the wasteland called golden silk grass. As long as you dried it in the sun and pounded it soft with a wooden mallet, you could put it in layered cloth. Wearing such clothes in the cold was very warm, sometimes even hot.
3 Whether it was hot or not, Yun Ce didn’t dare hope for. As long as people wearing such clothes didn’t freeze to death for these two years, it would be fine. Once they’d spent a long time there, people would naturally adapt to the climate and temperature, and he wouldn’t need to worry.
3 Ten days had passed since Grand Marshal Zhou Bo’s assassination attempt, and Yun Clan Manor welcomed a guest: Wu Tong.
4 After he arrived, he didn’t mention the three spies he’d planted in Yun Clan to Yun Ce, but instead brought up Yun Clan’s renowned oil-splashed noodles.
4 This was probably told to him by Zhang Min.
4 After eating the oil-splashed noodles, Wu Tong took a token from his bosom and handed it to Yun Ce: “Things in Chang’an are complicated now. When Doctor Yun heads far north of the Great Wall, I’m afraid I won’t be able to see the doctor off.”
4 Yun Ce shook his head: “No matter. The beans here can be harvested in another ten days. Once the beans are harvested, I’ll set off north of the Great Wall. I probably won’t return to the capital for a long time, so please forgive my neglect in visits, Young Minister.”
4 Wu Tong laughed heartily: “Has the doctor forgotten? I myself will set off next year to garrison and reclaim north of the Great Wall. I’ll have to ask the doctor for much assistance then.”
4 Yun Ce said softly: “What acreage is the reclamation standard?”
4 Wu Tong smiled: “It depends on your ability. If you can reclaim all the fields north of the Great Wall, I’ll be spared another trip.”
4 Yun Ce added: “I plan to build a Yun City north of the Great Wall to establish a foundation for my Yun Clan. What does the Young Minister think?”
4 Wu Tong looked at Yun Ce meaningfully: “In that case, is the doctor planning to take root in the Great Han?”
4 Yun Ce smiled: “I am originally a Great Han person. Isn’t it only natural to take root in the Great Han?”
5 For some reason, once Yun Ce said this, he noticed a hint of contempt in Wu Tong’s eyes, but the words from his mouth were very pleasing to the ear.
5 The words were nice, but all lies. Yun Ce felt there was no need to continue the conversation. When seeing Wu Tong out, he heard Wu Tong tease: “Doctor Yun really is someone who likes to take root. I just wonder, when moonlight spills through the window and it’s deep into the night, will the doctor still think of his former homeland?”
5 Yun Ce shook his head: “Enjoying here, no thoughts of home.”
5 Wu Tong laughed heartily: “Being alive is just about wanting a better life. Doctor Yun’s ‘enjoying here, no thoughts of home’ truly sums up the human heart.”
5 After saying that, he didn’t even bother glancing at Yun Ce again, got into the horse carriage, and left.
5 Yun Ce scratched his head in confusion, unable to figure out why Wu Tong had looked at him like he’d seen dog shit before leaving.
5 Doggy’s voice echoed eerily.
5 “He thinks you’re a heartless, ungrateful wretch who can abandon even your homeland for a good life.”
5 “I am a Great Han person! How could there be accusations of fleeing to another land when home and country are unstable?”
5 Doggy sneered: “He clearly knows you’re an Earthling fact. Now he’s just pretending not to say it, waiting to squeeze out all your skills, then use you as a stud pig for breeding. When it comes to calculating for the clan and bloodline, you really are a perfectly suitable stud pig.”
6 Yun Ce said coldly: “What if I’m not willing?”
6 “Not willing? Huo Qubing died six hundred years ago and could still impregnate that woman called Yu Heng. Do you really think if you’re unwilling, they can’t do anything to you?
6 Also, I have plenty of Earth methods for breeding stud pigs. Do you think every stud pig willingly climbs onto the sow’s back?”
6 Hearing this, Yun Ce couldn’t help shivering, and hoarsely said: “What to do?”
6 Doggy immediately said happily: “Rebel! Revolution! Seize your own territory, carve out your own faction! It’s up to you! That way, there’d be no worry of being dragged off to be a stud pig.”
