Chapter 129: I’ve Never Lacked Beauties In This Life
The sense of honor is really too strange, mainly because its birth has no particularly obvious signs. This thing naturally emerges after a child gains sentience, as long as it’s slightly provoked.
Sometimes it’s a little red flower, sometimes a straight stick, of course, sometimes it’s things like “my brother can eat shit, but your brother can’t.”
After growing up, this thing is no longer so obvious, but it burns in the darkness, spreads in the shadows, and erupts in anger.
Calling it a sense of honor isn’t very accurate, and calling it jealousy doesn’t seem fair to it either.
In short, this thing inexplicably spread among the slaves after Yun Ce cleaned their bodies and dressed them in clean clothes.
“I used a slippery thing to bathe, did you? Oh, you did too. Look at the new clothes I got, not beaten yet, stiff and hard, clearly I was the first to wear them. What? Yours too? Look at my shoes…”
These things reached a climax after they began competing for ten-man leader, centurion, and even commander of a thousand, peaking basically after the first commander of a thousand appeared.
The first commander of a thousand was named Chu, with no surname, just a given name. Actually, this Chu shouldn’t be the Chu of Chu State; it’s more likely the “beast” of beast. A slave owner wouldn’t kindly give him a relatively elegant name.
Feng An thought his name was chu, so he directly wrote it as Chu, without using the character for beast.
Chu was a tall middle-aged man, with long arms and legs, great strength, but his walking was very awkward.
1 Feng An said this guy was originally a cheerful person, but after defeating ten centurions, at the suggestion of the other slaves, he tried to walk with the gait of a great general, and ended up unable to walk properly.
1 Yun Ce didn’t blame him for it. After suddenly leaving one’s original class, one needs time to adapt, which is certain, and there’s nothing funny about it.
1 However, when this Chu, bringing thirty-one newly selected centurions, stuttered to tell Yun Ce that he would definitely use his strong martial arts to protect the master in the future, Zhang Min suddenly attacked Yun Ce, raising an iron spear to kill him.
1 Chu tried his best to stop her, but was kicked by Zhang Min in the neck, collapsing to the ground without even struggling, unable to move. The other centurions were decent and didn’t flee, instead blocking in front of Yun Ce and attacking Zhang Min together.
1 Even facing a group attack, it wasn’t a serious problem for Zhang Min. Even under the small shed, she still handled it with ease, knocking down more centurions, and the later she went, the more ruthless her strikes became.
1 Finally, when a centurion saw Zhang Min pierce another centurion’s arm with the iron spear in her hand, lift him up, and throw him outside the shed, this guy turned and ran, only to be bitten in half by E Ji’s milk dog with its mouth wide open, in plain view of everyone.
1 The remaining centurions all knelt down begging for mercy.
1 Yun Ce didn’t blame them, just stripped them of their newly gained centurion status and sent them back to the ordinary slave group.
1 These centurions lasting until the end wasn’t because of their strong martial skills, but because they hesitated to fight.
1 In the end, Yun Ce chose Chu as commander of a thousand, selected twenty actively fighting ones as centurions, five were demoted to ten-man leaders, and as for the other five survivors, after a bout of wild joy, they received the heaviest blow in the human world.
2 Feng An was certain that these five people, no matter how excellently they performed in the future, had no chance of rising in the slave camp.
2 The punishment was severe; Yun Ce’s rewards were also heavy. Ten-man leaders got one great horned horse, a set of ordinary leather armor, a full set of weapons from short blades to spears to bow and arrow.
2 Centurions, besides these rewards, also got a big bag of money bestowed by E Ji.
2 For the commander of a thousand, Yun Ce gave nothing, planning to observe this Chu further before deciding.
2 Commander of a thousand Chu now knew nothing and could only follow Feng An and Liang Kun to learn how to manage the other centurions. The centurions also actively followed Feng An and Liang Kun to learn how to manage ten-man leaders. As for the ten-man leaders, they already knew how to manage ten slaves.
2 This selection once again proved one thing: there really aren’t many talents among the slave group. There are many ten-man leaders, but the number of centurions shrinks sharply, and as for commanders of a thousand, there’s barely one.
2 To rely on slaves to do anything sorry to the Great Han, one must have the unyielding spirit of Miss Hong. Wanting to sit back and enjoy the fruits? Forget it.
2 Therefore, for this group of slaves, Yun Ce could only use them to farm, nothing else.
2 Standing at the low Ji Ming Post Station, one could see the lofty Chang’an City just by looking up. In the daytime, Chang’an City’s houses were neatly arranged, with tall buildings clustered in splendor.
2 E Ji held Yun Ce’s arm and said, “Back in Chuyun Prefecture, I was always thinking of Chang’an. Now that Chang’an is right before us, why don’t you want to go in?”
3 Yun Ce said, “Too disappointing. I thought a mighty city standing on the ground for over twelve hundred years would be so prosperous, so thriving. I really wanted to see the lively scene described in history books as ‘sleeves raised like clouds, sweating like rain.'”
3 I also wanted to see Chang’an City’s literary elegance, scholars like exiled immortals, brush strokes producing splendid articles, beauties like jade in tall buildings, rich merchants throwing a thousand gold just to win a beauty’s smile.
3 Even more, I wanted to see here the fields crisscrossing endlessly, with old and young alike composed and dignified.
3 In the end, I saw here a huge pig farm, with super fat pigs in the pig farm, fat to the point their anuses oozed oil.
3 “Let’s go. We’ll come back next time.”
3 “Raised pigs? No, I didn’t see any. Hey, An Ji, why are you pulling me?”
3 Yun Ce took E Ji and the others home, followed by Feng An, Liang Kun, and Steward Qiu escorting over six thousand slaves. Zhang Min said she had something to do and would ride the thunder smoke beast to catch up later.
3 “If you dare tell others about family matters, I’ll hang you up and whip you.”
3 Despite E Ji’s severe warning to Zhang Min, when Zhang Min saw Wu Tong, she still told Wu Tong everything that had happened to the Yun Clan at Ji Ming Post Station these past few days.
3 Wu Tong frowned and said, “Why doesn’t he want to enter Chang’an?”
4 Zhang Min said, “Yun Ce thinks Chang’an disappointed him and doesn’t want to go in.”
4 “That means he’s seen a better Chang’an.”
4 Zhang Min couldn’t help asking, “Are there two Chang’ans in the world?”
4 Wu Tong didn’t answer Zhang Min’s question.
4 “Yun Ce wants to treat the scars all over your body? Is it feasible?”
4 Zhang Min said somewhat shyly, “It should be feasible. Yun Ce is a bastard, but a bastard who keeps his word. If he says he can treat it, he should be able to.”
4 Wu Tong laughed, “That’s good. Back when we escaped together from the Gui Fang people’s wasteland, you were the most seriously injured. Fortunately, you survived, or I would have felt very guilty. Now you’ve found the person you wanted.”
4 “You don’t need to handle monitoring Yun Ce anymore. From now on, just wholeheartedly be his adjutant.”
4 Zhang Min’s face changed, and she grabbed Wu Tong’s sleeve, saying, “Panxing Tower doesn’t want me anymore?”
4 Wu Tong sighed, “Imperial Consort Yu went to see the Crown Prince, and the Crown Prince didn’t refuse. His chances of ascending the throne are basically gone.”
5 Zhang Min angrily said upon hearing this, “Is beauty really that important? It can make the Crown Prince disregard ethics. On this point, he’s not even as good as Yun Ce. Ever since Yun Ce learned Imperial Consort Yu was from the Gui Fang people, he could punch such a beauty punch after punch, punching until her body pierced through the horse carriage.”
5 “Also, His Majesty clearly knows Imperial Consort Yu is a harm, so why doesn’t he confine her to the rear palace and let her strut around harming people everywhere?”
5 Wu Tong waved his hand, “These matters have nothing to do with you. Just let Yun Ce treat your injuries properly. If you really like Yun Ce, marry him and give birth to children soon; that’s your big matter.”
5 Zhang Min angrily said, “Am I now only useful as someone’s concubine to give birth to children soon?”
5 Wu Tong smilingly patted the back of Zhang Min’s hand and said, “Your nature shouldn’t be a warrior, but a weak woman in the inner chambers. If not for such a tragic experience, you wouldn’t have chosen the warrior path.”
5 “Now there’s a good outcome, so cherish it. Don’t be shamelessly stubborn. Panxing Tower and the Crown Prince are about to cut ties, turmoil is coming soon, better to stay far away.”
5 Zhang Min looked into Wu Tong’s eyes and said, “I really don’t need to report Yun Ce’s movements anymore?”
5 “No need, it would affect your bedroom harmony. Remember to have several children, especially boys. You know I have four daughters.”
5 Zhang Min gaped in shock, and after a moment said, “As far as I know, the High Priest is also urging E Ji to quickly bear children for Yun Ce. Now you’re requiring the same of me, even using your four precious daughters as match, Wu Tong, what exactly is it that I don’t know?”
5 Wu Tong inexplicably got a bit angry, pointed at the door, and said, “You’re lucky, very impressive. Now get the hell out and go find Yun Ce to make babies immediately.”
6 Zhang Min was chased out of Panxing Tower by Wu Tong. Riding the thunder smoke beast with rolling smoke and dust, she caught up to Yun Ce and kept looking him up and down.
6 Handsome? A bit. Martial arts super strong? Not that super. Wisdom? Zhang Min had seen smarter people than Yun Ce, like Wu Tong.
6 But why did even Wu Tong, a true favored son of heaven, seem to envy him, or rather, be jealous of him?
6 “I’ve been fired by Panxing Tower, can’t help you gather news anymore.”
6 Yun Ce had long felt Zhang Min was acting sneaky today and said, “Not even the last bit of usable value left.”
6 Zhang Min laughed, “Once you heal my injuries, I’m still a great beauty. You’re getting a bargain.”
6 Yun Ce shook the reins and said, “In this life, what I least lack is beauties.”
6 Hearing Yun Ce boast like this, Zhang Min turned to look at E Ji, who had stuck her head out of the horse carriage, and said, “You can tolerate this?”
6 E Ji sneered and said, “My young master doesn’t lack beauties. I’m just puzzled how trash like you has the face to call yourself a beauty.”
