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Chapter 566: Want to Have a Child for the Governor?
Chapter 566: Want to Have a Child for the Governor?
Mr. Ziwu had spent his entire life studying divination and mathematics, never once imagining that none of these skills would be useful when it came to passing the imperial examinations.
So what was the point of all those late-night studies and hard work?!
No one even warned him that he needed to know how to play cards before he went down the mountain!
Was it really this hard to make it in the world these days?!
Or was the emperor just crazy, deliberately making things difficult for him?
This rotten official position, he could do without!
Mr. Ziwu was about to leave.
“Sir, sir, please calm down.”
Lu Zhaoyan hurriedly tried to calm him down.
Lu Yuan also blocked his way.
Mr. Ziwu glared at the father and son angrily.
Lu Zhaoyan explained softly, “Father Emperor... has encountered some issues. We’ll explain the details once we return to the Crown Prince’s Mansion. Please, sir, stay and help Father Emperor and the Great Liang Empire.”
Mr. Ziwu grumbled, “I don’t know how to do that.”
Lu Zhaoyan replied, “You can learn.”
Mr. Ziwu refused without hesitation, “I can’t learn!”
Lu Yuan said casually, “Then, shall we go down the mountain?”
Mr. Ziwu: “...”
Fifteen minutes later, the four powerful figures gathered around a table in the imperial study to play cards.
While stationed in the capital of the Great Zhou, the Miao King was often dragged to the card table by the old dowager, who taught him the game in exchange for a thousand taels of silver.
The moment he sat down, he lost big.
Lu Yuan’s lips twitched. “One man loses, three men win. You’re something else.”
Turning to Mr. Ziwu, he said, “New players have good luck. You won’t lose.”
Then, Mr. Ziwu drew three cards and lost big as well.
The Duke of Jiang played a card. “Ha ha ha, a natural win—”
The Liang Emperor revealed his hand. “I win.”
The Duke of Jiang’s smile froze.
Yu Gonggong, who had rested for half a day and recovered somewhat, immediately rushed to the imperial study to take his shift.
The moment he entered, he was stunned.
His mighty and invincible Majesty, who could charge into battle with a spear, was actually playing cards in the imperial study?!!
Majesty knew how to play cards? How did he not know this?!
The Ming King stood behind the Liang Emperor, dumbfounded. “You forgot everything, but not this?”
The Liang Emperor thought for a moment. “I just knew it when I touched the cards.”
The Ming King: “...”
The Liang Emperor single-handedly swept the table, leaving the Miao King, the Duke of Jiang, and Mr. Ziwu with nothing but their underpants.
“With this level of skill, you want to be a governor?”
The Liang Emperor not only looked down on them but also dismissed them, taking his winnings and leaving with a flourish.
The three older men were so angry they could spit fire.
Living to their ripe old ages, they had never been beaten by a "detached from the common people" old emperor. They wouldn’t even believe it if someone told them.
The Duke of Jiang poured a cup of cooling tea for himself and his two fellow sufferers.
Then, they all suffered.
Mr. Ziwu collapsed outside the latrine. “... There’s leftover tea in the imperial study too?”
How many nights had it been left there?
The Duke of Jiang, clutching his stomach and trembling, came out of the latrine, his face ashen. “It’s not leftover tea... it’s tea with senna...”
The Miao King crawled out of the latrine. “... Damn, Duke of Jiang.”
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Lu Yuan left the palace with Meng Qianqian.
Meng Qianqian looked back at the direction of the imperial study. “Really, we don’t need to check on Grandfather?”
Lu Yuan said, “There are royal physicians in the palace, and my father is there too.”
Meng Qianqian smiled. “It’s good to know the benefits of having a father.”
Lu Yuan huffed.
Though he was reluctant to admit it, having a father did make a big difference.
Gongsun Yanming was far more difficult to deal with than Xun Chancellor, but with the backing of his father, they avoided a lot of trouble.
The two of them got into the carriage.
A small, round head popped out from under the blanket, gazing at Meng Qianqian with wide, innocent eyes.
Meng Qianqian's eyes lit up. "Zhaozhao!"
"Mommy!"
The little one stretched out her tiny arms and pounced into Meng Qianqian's embrace.
The soft and cuddly little one melted Meng Qianqian's heart.
Meng Qianqian inhaled the sweet scent of milk from her, while she breathed in the warm, comforting aroma from Meng Qianqian. In this foreign land, they found immense comfort in each other's presence.
Lu Yuan huffed again. "I'm your father."
The little one stuck out her tongue at the lousy dad. "Nah nah nah."
Meng Qianqian sat down with the little one in her arms and said gratefully to Lu Yuan, "Thank you, Duke Gongsun."
Lu Yuan replied coldly, "You're so happy just because I brought her out."
Meng Qianqian scooted closer to Lu Yuan, looking at him with affection. "It's Your Highness's child, so Little Nine is happy."
Lu Yuan met her gaze, which was filled with such deep emotion that he couldn't help but coldly turn his face away.
If he didn't know her so well, he might have believed it.
Meng Qianqian blinked. Was her performance that bad?
Zhaozhao was overjoyed, squirming and wriggling in Meng Qianqian's arms, rubbing her little head against her neck, cheeks, and hands, determined to leave her scent all over her mother.
"That's enough."
Lu Yuan lifted the little bundle.
Zhaozhao flailed her tiny arms and legs. "Let me go! Let me go! I want Mommy!"
Her cry was loud enough to make Cui Hu, who was driving the carriage, nearly drop the reins.
They weren't even married yet, and she was already calling her "Mommy"?
At first, he thought it was just a child's random outburst, but the conversation that followed was even more bizarre.
Lu Yuan: "Your mommy has a little sister in her tummy."
Meng Qianqian choked. "What nonsense are you talking?"
Zhaozhao parroted, "Nonsense!"
Lu Yuan said matter-of-factly, "It's not nonsense. Once you're married, you'll have children."
Zhaozhao: "But, but, isn't Baby a child?"
Cui Hu's carriage galloped down the street like a wild horse, careening left and right.
What did he just hear?
Marriage?
Pregnancy?
He was the Emperor's trusted confidant!
Such explosive news—should he report it to the Emperor?!
Lu Yuan lifted the curtain and frowned at Cui Hu. "Have you been drinking?"
Cui Hu: "..."
The three of them got out of the carriage.
Lu Yuan carried the excited little one, who was kicking her legs.
Meng Qianqian put on a veil and walked beside Lu Yuan. "Duke Gongsun, don't joke around like that in the future."
Lu Yuan replied, "It won't be a joke if it happens."
Meng Qianqian turned to him. "It hasn't happened."
Lu Yuan raised an eyebrow. "So you want it to happen?"
Meng Qianqian stopped in her tracks, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment. "Duke!"
Lu Yuan: "This Duke is here."
Meng Qianqian couldn't argue with him and fell silent.
The street was bustling with people, shoulder to shoulder, and the vendors' calls never ceased, a scene of prosperity.
A hurried passerby bumped into them.
Lu Yuan lifted his hand and gently placed it on Meng Qianqian's shoulder, not touching her but shielding her from the collision.
Meng Qianqian's gaze flickered, and she instinctively glanced at him from the corner of her eye.
She raised her hand to touch her chest.
"Are you feeling unwell?"
Lu Yuan asked.
She lowered her hand. "No."
Her heart was beating a bit fast.
"Wow! Lanterns!"
"Flowers!"
"Candy!"
The little one perched on Lu Yuan's shoulder, looking around with wide eyes, as excited as a puppy.
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