Chapter 40: Who broke the servant Chinu? Me???

An old saying goes: "...... One can employ risky strategies to plot long-term plans."

Earlier, Du Shanü didn't really understand what this meant.

But today, she suddenly had a vague realization——

This Chief Clerk Chen Weifang was advising her to use risky tactics to plot long-term.

How about Chinu?

Indeed, she possesses heavenly-endowed talent, her ability unparalleled.

Just these two pieces of information are enough for her to ponder for a long time.

Even her appearance is top-notch, outstanding, not falling into vulgarity.

How would it be to sleep with such a person?

Perhaps, it's quite good.

Or perhaps, after she and he get out of bed, once Chinu's desires are satisfied, he could generously leak a bit more information from between his fingers, helping her obtain the Xian Xie, persuade the old officials, and exhaust his efforts to sweep clean the universe.

She need do nothing; she only needs to wait in bed for Chinu, letting him handle everything for her.

Truly achieving 'when there's work, Chinu does it; when there's none, Chinu does nothing.'

Even Hei Lao Daifu said that Chinu's liver fire and kidney qi must be exuberant.

However......

However, worldly principles shouldn't always be like this.

"How does Chief Clerk Chen know that I can?"

A soft whisper sounded, falling into the ears of the person inside the window, like a thunderclap:

"What if Chinu prefers your kind of lingering charm in male beauty?"

Chen Weifang hesitated, recalling the other's habit of climbing through the window when the door wasn't opened, and instinctively rejected:

"How could this be possible!"

Clearly it was advice to the other party, how did it end up on him!

He is already thirty-seven this year, and moreover a person who has entered the Dao!

Although he has never married in his life, he also understands himself; how could he possibly like male companionship?

If Chinu were such a person, let alone becoming an ageless friend with him before, I fear even his household would not admit me!

Chen Weifang instinctively rejected, but only after refusing did she notice that the young lady opposite still wore a smile.

But this time, within that smile, there was added a hint of anticipated calm.

Du Shanü asked:

"Chief Clerk Chen, since you already know I'm unwilling, how can you let me go?"

"One must know one thing: strategy and talent...... cannot be transferred through sleep."

Since ancient times, there has never been a good ruler-minister pair who established their bond in bed.

Perhaps she could become the first.

But this is not an act of proper mindfulness.

No, not good.

If even after becoming emperor she cannot decide whom to sleep with, how is she different from those heartless, ruthless kings in storybooks who rely on marriage alliances to ascend?

If she today adopts Chief Clerk Chen's advice, obtains Chinu, how in the future will she make Chief Clerk Chen submit?

Could it be...... also relying on the body?

Such ministers obtained through sleep, perhaps present this year, next year, the year after...

However, what about ten years?

What about twenty years?

Would she abandon the realm she gained by sleeping with people once she can no longer sleep with them?

Those people she can sleep with today, wouldn't they also be slept with by others in the future?

Binding talent with desire.

When desire fades, talent scatters.

Shortcuts are certainly easy to take.

But enjoying this convenience means bearing the backlash and drawbacks of shortcuts.

Moreover, this shortcut is, for her, truly one benefit amid a hundred harms.

"It shouldn't be like this......"

Du Shanü murmured:

"One step, one footprint is the right way."

"If I take the shortcut today, I'll likely want to take it again when future matters arise; and on the day there is no shortcut to take, I will have missed the chance to stay grounded, and will never be able to turn back."

The shortcut looks like a smooth road, but is actually a tidal flat.

One careless step, and one will fall in, buried by silt.

This is what Du Shanü learned when she studied in the past, and also what she now wishes to teach this Yin Dynasty Commandant of the Cavalry.

There aren't that many circumstances where one has no choice in the world, and she doesn't absolutely need the throne.

If even her own small plot of land must be given away, what can she say about protecting the people under heaven?

"Commandant of the Cavalry, name does not match reality."

Having made up her mind, Du Shanü's speech became a bit lighter, and the corners of her mouth again took on a smile:

"Earlier, Chinu spoke to me about your past achievements, and I thought you must also be a capable official......"

No, that probably isn't right to say either.

This person has a discerning eye that can discern the root and see the shortcut......

To speak frankly, he is certainly capable.

But I don't know whether it's because this person is better at scheming and clever tactics, or because they didn't place a bet on her—this idea is genuinely unpleasant.

If this person always schemes like that, then there will be few places where she can make use of them in the future.

After thinking it over left and right, Du Shanü still decided to speak frankly:

「I don't mean to belittle you; you are indeed a capable minister of Emperor Taizong, but...... I don't really like you. 」

「You don't need to wait for Chinu to place a bet, nor do you need to follow my bet—the house won't pay out. 」

The person inside the window was completely stunned; the hand hidden in the sleeve beneath the window trembled slightly, and their brows and eyes grew ever more distant and aloof.

Du Shanü felt she had spoken clearly enough; she took a step forward, bowed again, and considered it her farewell.

Stories have endings, but real life does not always have results.

Although she didn't get any help today, at least the weather is nice.

With the sun shining like this, both her heart and body feel very comfortable.

She has been out for a while; it's time to go home.

Du Shanü narrowed her eyes, enjoying the sunlight, walked a few steps outward, then suddenly remembered something and turned back to the bedside.

In the window, half of which had been torn away, Chen Weifang stood still, neither sad nor happy, eyes lowered, unknown what she was thinking.

He saw Du Shanü return, gave a slight nod, and Du Shanü also smiled at him:

「I just thought of something, sir—you don't understand me; you don't know that I am always cheerful and never angry, no matter what. But Chinu has a stubborn temperament, so from now on I mustn't say this in front of him...... 」

「Such talk as 'put him to sleep' is not only a belittling of me, but also an insult to him. 」

Chinu is no good, Chinu is certainly no good.

Anyone with discernment can see at a glance that Chinu has a strong rebellious streak.

Let alone this lifetime, even in a past life Du Shanü has never seen someone who, after getting angry, would slap everyone indiscriminately, could even drive the emperor out of bed and occupy it to sleep themselves.

Still, as that saying goes, aside from the 'slave' in his name, Chinu truly has nothing to do with the character 'slave'.

Even in these few days after Chinu exposed his identity, she has more than once found the household members walking around him......

He is extremely proud, extremely stubborn, extremely hard to please, and at the drop of a hat it's all fighting and killing.

But Du Shanü always feels that when dealing with a person, you can't just look at what they say; you also have to see what they do.

When they hit or kill someone, there's always a reason!

They talk about abandoning virtue to seek a wise lord, even saying they want to kill the young emperor, yet Yu Baobao is not only alive and well, but has even gained a few pounds lately!!!

Desires are hard to quell; perhaps that's true.

However, Chinu is Chinu.

They can always struggle to contend for their own fate.

Chen Weifang perhaps saw Chinu's desires and tried to grasp them, causing them to run rampant.

Essentially, this is actually a kind of 'contempt' for Chinu, thinking Chinu cannot make a better choice.

That's also not right, not good.

Du Shanü also doesn't know why she would speak up for Chinu; she now feels like she is the litter‑cleaner for the several raccoon‑cats kept at home.

The two outstanding raccoon‑cats at home: one has a mild temperament, round and simple‑hearted; the other is proud and wanton, domineering.

The former you can casually pet, but the latter is no longer our house cat, is it?

How would such an honest woman know!

But since they eat her family's food and sleep in her house, they ought to be protected!

She treats Chen Weifang politely, always addressing him as 'you' and 'sir'......

Besides respecting elders, it's also because Chen Weifang is a 【guest】.

After all, they are truly a family!

?? is, this time Afang didn't make it to the table.

? But when they later wanted to get a seat, it really took a lot of effort hahahaha(*^▽^*)