Chapter 102: Defeat and disgrace lie in this very night

Rebellion.

Rebellion.

Even earlier, in Zhenjiang Village, Chinu had already said it once when discussing the village's population.

But bringing it up again now...

Especially after witnessing that county magistrate's methods of winning hearts, raising it again brings a different idea.

In this world, aren't there a lot of people who want to rebel?

With three cities, you can find two people who want to rebel; wouldn't other places be even worse?

As the saying goes, 'ally with the distant, attack the near'; to control these three cities, must she first fight Dun Cheng's military?

One must know that the people of these three cities interact closely; for them to act against former neighbors or distant relatives is utterly impossible!

Moreover, how did this person's 'Ouyang' become kin to that Ouyang father-son pair at home?

If they are kin, how could Ouyang Yan and Ouyang An become refugees, while this Ouyang county magistrate instead carries out such grand acts of charity?

Du Shanü gradually sorted out her tangled thoughts, her gaze growing deeper.

What she schemes is vast and great.

Thus, even through the long night, she truly had not a trace of amorous thought.

Her mind is filled with, 'the world, the world, the world.'

Chinu pondered for a few breaths, seeing it wouldn't work, then leaned close and softly hung on Du Shanü's shoulder, whispering hoarsely:

"... This seems somewhat different from what I thought."

Du Shanü, lost in thought, casually asked upon hearing it:

"What's different?"

"Oh, you also think the situation of those three Ouyangs is quite different, right? I think so too—though you might not believe me, I've long felt that the Ouyang father and son......"

"No!"

Chinu lowered his brows and eyes, his gaze deep, and gritting his teeth where Du Shanü couldn't see, he said:

"It's not about this, but rather......"

"Rather, she seems somewhat different from what he had originally envisioned as the 'ruler of all under heaven.'"

He had followed Taizong, the Young Emperor, Ashina, and even, lastly, Yuan Lang who had seized the throne, for a time.

He formerly thought that what he sought must be an emperor of grand ambitions and diligent governance.

Thus he especially looked down upon the inactive ruler Yu Baobao.

But now, he doesn't know why......

He actually thinks it would be good if she were a completely foolish ruler.

If she were a foolish ruler, he could be a treacherous minister.

A foolish ruler need not weigh pros and cons; he need only govern the world with domestic slaves.

Some things that self-proclaimed loyal and good ministers would never do in a lifetime—he is different; he has never cared about a good reputation.

Which emperor would not love a treacherous minister?

Treacherous ministers are the emperor's beloved heart and soul.

Whichever the emperor wants to kill or slander, it happens amidst the treacherous minister's manipulation of power.

When she uses him to do those things inconvenient to do openly, then wishes to remove such a treacherous minister, he would retire by self-sacrifice......

By then, she would surely never forget him in her lifetime.

But now, how is she so diligent in governance?

His clothes are half off!

His clothes are half off!!!

When outdoors, saying it's inconvenient to ride together in the rain, she won't be sticky with him; he endured it.

In the inn, again saying she wants to discuss official business, she won't be sticky with him......

He truly can't endure it any longer!

Really, it's uncanny!

She doesn't even have an army now—what official business is there to speak of!

Now she dares to treat him so coldly; if she later wakes holding imperial power, won't she end up drunk and leaning on someone else's knee?

Chinu slightly lowered his eyes, his pupils murky and unclear.

He was born with a slender, refined bone structure; when his brow bones press down, his narrow eyes hide in that shadow.

His pupils are extremely black, faintly glowing with cold, like a cold moon reflected in the depths of an autumn-dried well—clear, deep, and bottomless.

Though beautiful, he always lacks vitality.

Du Shanü, busy thinking, didn't notice these; only after several breaths did she belatedly turn her face toward Chinu and call:

"Good Nuonu......"

This call awakened the silently fierce Chinu ghost.

The candle flame flickered; on that peerlessly handsome face, the gloom vanished instantly, and he replied softly with a trailing tone:

"Hmm?"

His breath brushed Du Shanü's ear, stirring a few strands of hair that fluttered just right into her ear.

Only then did Du Shanü realize that beside her was a stunning, half-naked beauty capable of shaking heaven and earth.

Warm fragrance, soft jade—her every glance exudes grace.

There is not a trace of gloom, deceit, or cruelty.

Only endless gentleness, peace, and kindness......

Even, there is a bit of the softness of "following you in picking and gathering, only able to listen and obey".

Chinu, Chinu really has a good temper now!

Really, I don't randomly kill people either!

I won't ever say things like "one stab makes two holes, two stabs make four holes" again!

Du Shanü felt somewhat excited and subconsciously said:

"Come on, come on, tell me about when you previously met the OuYang father and son...... Oh dear (? `?? Д? ′)!! How come you hit me again?"

I just praised Chinu for having a good temper!

He hasn't thrown her little pebble in ages; why is it here again!

Besides, this is in the inn! Where on earth did this little pebble come from!

Is this really reasonable?!

Du Shanü covered her head and retreated a few steps, Chinu holding in her anger, coldly said:

"Tonight, just let those things in your mind go away!"

"Tonight you're not allowed to sleep on the bed, and from now on don't ever get on my bed again!"

Truly worthy of Chinu.

Changing faces is faster than flipping a book!

Du Shanü rubbed her head and firmly said:

"No, how could that be!"

Chinu, who had been coldly laughing, felt her fingertip twitch at the words, about to hum, when she heard Du Shanü unfortunately say again:

"This inn is expensive; I won't sleep here, where else should I sleep? I can't possibly go open another room, can I?"

"How about this: you're injured, you take the bed, I'll go beg for bedding and sleep on the floor......"

A villager finally manages to make it to the city.

We can't possibly have discovered nothing and spent all our hard-earned silver on lodging!

I can't stand it.

Du Shanü couldn't bear it......

And Chinu, obviously also couldn't bear it!

He nearly fell over from anger, grabbed Du Shanü's sleeve, and shouted:

"What do you mean I sleep on the bed you sleep on the bed!? If you had earlier said you were such an ungrateful, fickle, cold-hearted woman, last night I wouldn't have let you touch me no matter what I said!"

"If you touch me, you must treat me well, you must touch me for the rest of your life!"

"You're fine, you don't ride with me, you keep asking others, now even sharing a room you won't share a bed, sleeping on the floor! What do you take me for! You just treat me as a plaything for amusement, summoning me when you want, dismissing me when you don't——"

Chinu's mouth has always been vicious.

What's more, now filled with resentment and hatred, a torrent of words pours out, leaving people unable to utter even half a word.

Du Shanü was shaken until she saw stars; after much effort she calmed a bit, wanting to soothe the person.

Just then, a knocking sounded from outside the guest room——

"Knock knock knock!"

The person outside the door seemed to have something to say but held back:

"Guest, the food and drink are ready; may I come in?"

"Also... also, could you two keep it down a bit? The guest next door says, if you two keep arguing over bedroom matters, they'll come over......"

?? came came! Today is the little slave with half-good half-bad temper!