[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-thirteen-years-as-king-of-the-great-song-i-learn":3,"chapter-thirteen-years-as-king-of-the-great-song-i-learn-thirteen-years-as-king-of-the-great-song-i-learn-chapter-70":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Thirteen Years as King of the Great Song, I Learned I Was the Dragon",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2271765,4437,"Chapter 70: The Maid (Requesting Follows)","thirteen-years-as-king-of-the-great-song-i-learn-chapter-70",70,"\u003Cp>At the sound of the commotion, Yang Yunchong did not turn his head; he began muttering silently, moving only his lips without a sound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Ti said coldly: “Yang Yunchong, what position do you hold in the Ming Cult?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ah?” Yang Yunchong flinched at the words, crying out in shock; his martial power gone, he collapsed onto the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I don’t know anything about the Ming Cult!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hou San grabbed him and spun him around: “I’ve suspected you from the start—you’re one of those gangster types! The Young Master is asking you a question—answer honestly!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Ti chuckled: “Now there are members of the Ming Cult who’ve come to the capital to recruit followers and joined my service—they mentioned your name and said you’re one of them too.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Who dares betray...” Yang Yunchong began, then realized his slip: “I don’t know anything about the Ming Cult!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Ti gave a faint sneer; Yang Yunchong immediately lowered his head: “I, I...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You don’t recognize the old man with white eyebrows and white hair? But he recognizes you—he said your rank in the Cult is high!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yang Yunchong’s face turned ashen: “The old man with white eyebrows and white hair?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Ti nodded: “Do you remember who he is now?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I, I really don’t know! I only came to the capital to seek relatives!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Still spouting nonsense—you already slipped up, and now denying it is too late!” Hou San slapped Yang Yunchong twice across the face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I give you two days to decide: join me and enjoy wealth and honor—or...” Zhao Ti smiled, then slowly turned and walked out the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yang Yunchong watched the man’s retreating back, slumped on the ground, his mind in chaos—the image of the white-browed, white-haired old man was unmistakable: it was Yin Mu-chang, the Ascetic of the White Rainbow Sword from within the Cult. But how could he have defected and betrayed his own? Just now, that corrupt official called himself... “this Prince”?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After leaving the Jin Feng Tower’s back courtyard, Zhou Dong waited with his horse. Zhao Ti got into the carriage: “To the Duan Prince’s Mansion!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though he was already ninety percent certain the little maid wouldn’t remain in Zhao Ji’s residence, he still had to go and confirm it himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a while, they arrived at the Duan Prince’s Mansion gate; Zhao Ti stepped down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The guards on the steps looked alarmed and hurriedly bowed: “Your Highness has come...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Ti asked: “Is the Duan Prince in the mansion?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The guard captain smiled nervously: “Yes, yes, Your Highness wishes to see the Duan Prince?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Ti glanced at him—it was the same imperial guard who had tumbled down the steps last time—and smiled: “Do I need to be announced?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No, no, Your Highness, please, please...” he said “no,” yet his feet rushed ahead into the mansion, then he sprinted inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Ti and Zhou Dong walked forward without obstruction, heading straight for the study.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Near the study, they saw the guard captain gasping, tongue out, emerging from within; Zhao Ji followed, appearing in sight. Seeing Zhao Ti, he scowled and stood upright.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Prince Yan, what brings you to my mansion again?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Ti ignored him, walked closer, and entered the study directly; Zhao Ji had no choice but to step aside, muttering angrily: “My mansion does not welcome you—leave immediately, or I’ll report you to the Zongzheng Temple for trespassing!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Ti sat down without ceremony, then looked at Zhao Ji: “Eleventh Brother, I have a question for you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Ji’s face tightened with suspicion; he blinked: “What question?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Ti said: “Sit down first.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Ji frowned: “Just ask quickly so you can leave—I’m leaving the mansion immediately after.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Ti’s lips curled slightly: “How many maids do you have in your mansion?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What?” Zhao Ji jumped up: “Prince Yan, last time you stole so many of my treasures—now you’re escalating? You want to steal people too?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Ti rubbed his chin: “Steal people? This is a matter of life and death—you must answer truthfully.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Ji snapped: “Don’t scare me! Life and death? I know you—last time when you attacked, you saw my maids were pretty and set your sights on them. Now you’re escalating, trying to seize them!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Ti’s expression darkened: “Surely you’ve heard what duties I’ve been assigned lately.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Ji blinked: “Isn’t it the Ghost Fan Tower?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Ti said: “Some fugitives escaped from the Ghost Fan Tower and are hiding in noble households. I’ve issued wanted portraits of the captured criminals—and one resembles a maid from your mansion. That’s why I’ve come to check.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Y-you’re exaggerating! Where did these Ghost Fan Tower fugitives even come from?” Zhao Ji stared, stunned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m acting out of brotherly affection by coming to check. Even if I didn’t check, what would it matter?” Zhao Ti sneered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I... I don’t believe this. Prince Yan, you’re surely deceiving me...” Zhao Ji’s eyes darted, hesitating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Since Eleventh Brother doesn’t believe me, I’ll leave.” Zhao Ti smiled faintly, stood, and walked toward the door, saying as he went: “The Ghost Fan Tower criminals kill without mercy, feast on human hearts and livers, peel skin and strip tendons—often at dead of night...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“P-Prince Yan...” Zhao Ji called out as Zhao Ti reached the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Eleventh Brother has something else?” Zhao Ti turned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Are there really Ghost Fan Tower people out there?” Zhao Ji breathed sharply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No.” Zhao Ti continued walking out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“P-Prince Yan.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Ti didn’t stop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“E-Eighth Brother...” Zhao Ji ran ahead, smiling obsequiously: “Brother, I spoke disrespectfully just now—don’t be angry. Was what you said just now truly true?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Ti stopped and looked at him: “I interrogated the captured criminals. They planned a major operation—to kidnap a prince and take him underground in Dongjing. They sent young girls to infiltrate royal households, waiting for their chance.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then the maid you mentioned...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The criminal’s sketch matches a maid in your mansion. Have them all come out—I’ll examine them. If any are confirmed as criminals, arrest them immediately.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Ji shouted to Li Yan, who stood nearby, head ducked: “Summon every maid from every courtyard—leave none out!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Yan ran off to deliver the order; after a while, a crowd of fifty or sixty maids came rushing in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Ti scanned each one, from head to toe, frowning—none of them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He asked: “Did the Duan Prince summon all the maids?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Ji said: “Eighth Brother, let me count them—I don’t know them all by name, only how many there are.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Ti nodded, puzzled—the girl he’d seen that night couldn’t have been a family member; her attire was clearly that of a maid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a moment, Zhao Ji said: “Eighth Brother, all are here—not one more, not one less.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Ti fell silent for a moment; Zhao Ji patted his chest: “Eighth Brother, there aren’t any Ghost Fan Tower criminals among them, right? You scared me half to death!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Ti said: “Eleventh Brother, come with me into the room.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Ji, confused, followed inside. He saw Zhao Ti standing by the desk, picking up a brush and beginning to sketch on paper.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Ji watched for a few breaths, then gasped in astonishment: “Eighth Brother, how can your brushwork be so miraculous? I’ve never seen such an astonishing technique...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Ti said: “Stop wasting time—look at this girl. Do you recognize her?” He sketched the little maid’s face and figure, then pointed it to Zhao Ji.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Ji stared, then drew a deep breath: “Eighth Brother, where did you meet such a beauty? Why is she dressed as a maid? Tell me her background—if she’s not betrothed, I’ll marry her immediately—even make her my Princess Consort!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Ti narrowed his eyes: “You truly don’t recognize her?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Ji said: “How could I recognize her? Tell me her origin, and I...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Eighth Brother, don’t leave! You...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Ti ignored him, walked straight out the mansion gate—the little maid wasn’t from the Duan Prince’s mansion, yet she appeared there. Only one answer: she came to find someone, disguised to seek out someone in the mansion!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Duan Prince’s mansion did have Ming Cult spies, but further investigation was impossible—this mansion held hundreds of people; there was no time to investigate them all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outside, Zhou Dong asked: “Where to, my lord?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Ti paused, thinking: “To Bazi Shuikou—see what condition the ancient tomb beneath it is in.”\u003C\u002Fp>",1401,"2026-06-19T22:30:31.989Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","e68929c9fdf98658df88e3881368ae6bcf8cc42a288cf58faf3e9aa5792b85c1","thirteen-years-as-king-of-the-great-song-i-learn-chapter-71","thirteen-years-as-king-of-the-great-song-i-learn-chapter-69",270,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthirteen-years-as-king-of-the-great-song-i-learn-cover.jpg"]