Chapter 948: I Want to Seek Refuge

Chen Wuji is very good at understanding people's clothing, also very good at dispelling clouds and stirring rain, acupuncture to dampness maladies.

The only shortcoming is that, despite so much deep affection and passionate nurturing, the melon never ripens and the stem never falls.

Before, Chen Wuji didn't care about this, thinking he was still young and not in a hurry about having offspring.

But now, he is a little anxious.

With so many women, each time there is no omission at all, all are fully embraced.

Yet not a single one became pregnant.

Over such a long time, with so many women, zero incidents, the problem seems to have become somewhat serious.

Moreover, this problem definitely does not lie with Huo Sanniang and the others.

It must be on his side.

But Chen Wuji also didn't see anything wrong with himself; after so long, so vigorous, his complexion also fine, how could he not succeed?

In this life, if one cannot leave even half an offspring, it is somewhat regrettable.

Not only does he regret it, Huo Sanniang and the others surely feel uneasy in their hearts.

When he has free time, he should go see Zhang Lao.

It might be because this body once died briefly, causing some minor problems.

For example, low vitality or the like.

……

Chen Luozi stayed briefly in Xinglin Zhen for two days, drinking several rounds of liquor with everyone in turn, then set off for the mountains with his new appointment.

The day after he left, Chen Wuji also departed with the Central Cavalry.

He planned to go to Guiling Xian to see Qian Fugui's joke.

A tiny county actually managed to trap the proud and arrogant Qian Fugui; to this day the fighting hasn't ended, this bustle is worth a look, and incidentally observe the methods of the Snake Staff Elder.

When the army was on the march, Xu Zengyi suddenly sent a messenger from Xinglin Zhen to report that Inspector Guo Shuhan of Feng Xian Zhou, accompanied by his sister, had come to visit; upon learning that Chen Wuji was not in Xinglin Zhen, he had already caught up, asking Chen Wuji to pause briefly on the road and wait.

"The Inspector of Feng Xian Zhou..."

Chen Wuji reined in his warhorse, ordering the entire army to rest where they stood.

Feng Xian Zhou lies in the northern part of Nanyue Jun, bordering Yan Zhou, and is not a short distance from Xinglin Zhen in Lingzhou.

Although Lingzhou is so small it seems to have been pulled out by the An Sai Zhou above, after all there is still an An Sai Zhou in between.

Right now An Sai Zhou shows no movement, yet Feng Xian Zhou above An Sai Zhou has already reacted; moreover, the Inspector himself came with his sister to pay a personal visit—what does this mean? Is the elder brother personally coming to discuss marriage?

Although negotiations, cooperation, or seeking refuge should not be considered based on geography, Feng Xian Zhou has the Court's great army to the north and An Sai Zhou blocking the south; if he were to betray the Court at this time, his situation would not be good.

Even if the Court Army is currently in chaos, they definitely would not allow a state right under their noses to so openly seek refuge with Chen Wuji.

Perhaps they will temporarily set aside their prejudices and jointly destroy Feng Xian Zhou.

A force of several hundred thousand troops attacking a prefecture will basically encounter no unexpected events.

Chen Wuji rested on the spot for a little half a day, and then Guo Shuhan's carriage arrived.

There was only one carriage, with two servants seated in front and two in back.

This appears to be all of Guo Shuhan's retinue, which is somewhat overly simple.

The carriage stopped; Guo Shuhan, pale-faced, beardless, slender-built, with the corners of his eyes seemingly always smiling, had already clasped his hands from afar, then quickly stepped forward, saying, "Subordinate Inspector Guo Shuhan of Feng Xian Zhou greets the Marquis!"

This form of address surprised Chen Wuji somewhat.

He had thought that his title of Marquis was only recorded in the Emperor's edicts, known only to his subordinates and the people of Nan Jun; now it seems the news has spread fairly quickly.

"Lord Guo, no need for excessive courtesy!" Chen Wuji raised his wrist slightly, "Someone, set up a banquet!"

"Yes!"

Although it is a desolate wilderness, a banquet can still be set up.

It is merely a bit simpler.

Lay out the mats, set up the tables, serve wine and dishes, and it's ready.

At this moment, a maiden wearing a cyan-green dress, with a platycodon flower slantwise inserted in her hair bun, holding a bundle of bamboo slips in her arms, nimbly jumped down from the carriage.

Guo Shuhan, seeing this, calmly explained: "Marquis, this is my younger sister Guo Wanhe; this dead-headed girl is impulsive, knowing I wished to go south to meet you, she insisted on coming, so I brought her along."

Guo Wanhe glanced at her brother and rolled her eyes.

She couldn't be bothered to say anything.

Some elder brothers are simply shameless.

Miss He'er, hello! Chen Wuji smiled and greeted.

Guo Wanhe's face flushed instantly, and she abruptly turned her head away.

Chen Wuji was momentarily dazed.

Just a greeting; is such a big reaction necessary?

Guo Shuhan also felt a bit embarrassed, explaining: "Marquis, my younger sister's nickname is He'er."

Chen Wuji immediately understood, waving his hand and saying, "Sorry, it's my fault."

Upon hearing Guo Wanhe's name, he habitually took a shortcut and addressed her as Miss He'er, not knowing that her nickname actually was He'er; this embarrassment was entirely his own doing.

A woman's nickname is like the headscarf of some ethnic women; it cannot be called by those who are not close.

Within the realm where men and women do not have intimate contact.

Directly calling someone's nickname is a very serious breach of etiquette.

Guo Shuhan hadn't expected Chen Wuji's apology to be so smooth; for a moment he didn't know how to respond, and after a while said, "These are merely misunderstandings, not deserving of such great courtesy from the Marquis."

"It was my rudeness first; please all be seated." Chen Wuji said.

Several people took their seats as guests; Guo Wanhe squeezed into the last seat, eyeing him curiously, from time to time stealing glances at Chen Wuji, her heart full of puzzlement.

Outside, Chen Wuji's reputation could be described as half praise, half blame.

Some praised his monumental achievements for the country and the people, but many more denounced everything he had done.

They thought he was excessively brutal!

Many well-read scholars believed that Chen Wuji's brutal massacre of the Qiang People was no achievement, but extreme evil. They spread their views everywhere, thinking that if Chen Wuji continued to grow in power, one day it would bring suffering to all living beings on the Zhongyuan lands.

Initially, Guo Wanhe was also a supporter of this view.

She did not think someone who spares not even women and children could be a good person.

But seeing the True Person now left her utterly dazed.

The sense of dissonance between the True Person and the mastermind behind those remarks was simply too strong.

He was so handsome and yet so modest and courteous—could those brutal, unrestrained acts really have been his doing?

"Lord Guo came to see me in a hurry; I don't know what business brings you," Chen Wuji said, getting straight to the point.

He couldn't be bothered to waste words on useless pleasantries.

Now he doesn't need to do that either.

His willingness to pause, wait a moment, and host a banquet for Guo Shuhan was already giving the Inspector plenty of face.

"I wish to seek refuge with the Marquis and secure a future," Guo Shuhan said, clasping his hands.

Chen Wuji was direct, and this person was even more direct.

He had not a hint of hesitation; his opening move was a king bomb.

Chen Wuji had speculated as much earlier, but he thought it unrealistic; he never expected Guo Shuhan to actually think that way.