Food Fairy Lord

Chapter 603: Evil Eagle and Venomous Snake
Pei Ye was silent for a while before sending another message: "Why did you suddenly send me "Swing Rope"... Whose story is this one you wrote?"

Xu Chuo said nothing. The blue bird on the upper left folded its wings and faded away.

Pei Ye frowned and tilted his head.

"Correcting the edict..." Pei Ye turned away from the dissipated [Knowledge] and looked at the purple bamboos standing upright around him. "This mind technique is quite interesting, but why add a 'small' in front? Is there a 'big correcting edict'?"

"Because you only picked a leaf from the bamboo forest." The black cat appeared from his shoulder. "The more powerful the imperial edict is, the more effective it will be. You can cut down a piece of purple bamboo, carve it into a wooden tablet, and then you can write 'Great Imperial Edict' on it."

"This purple bamboo forest is endless. Is there a big difference between a bamboo and a leaf?"

"The map of the edict is real and imaginary, so you can't just look at it from a real perspective." Black Cat said quietly, "Bamboo leaves grow in spring and summer, and they have a natural cycle of falling. If you don't pick them, they will fall. It's a natural overflow of power, and it's easy to use. But the purple bamboo grows in it forever, and each one can take root and multiply into a bamboo forest. So no matter how big the forest is, if you cut down one, you are actually cutting the original power of the map of the edict."

"Hmm." Pei Ye roughly understood something. With a thought, the Chihuo in his hand condensed into a small axe.

With a "thump!" sound, he chopped down with all his might. The purple bamboo in front of him shook as if it was trembling, and only a rice-grain-sized crack appeared on the bamboo.

"..." He did feel again for a moment the pressure that the imperial edict fed back to his mind.

"That's right. Don't let your mind wander when you're free. Come in and chop some bamboo. Get a copy of 'Da Jiao Zhao' first." The black cat said calmly, "It will come in handy someday."

Pei Ye sighed softly, but rolled his eyes and said, "Kitty, I think this name is still a bit sloppy and can't reflect our brand."

Black Cat glanced at him.

"It's better to add a prefix in front." Pei Ye could continue without a response. He dispersed the Chihuo in his hand and withdrew from his mind. "You are like 'Zhanxin' Liuli, 'Huang' Feicui, 'Chuyue' Beiyu, all of you are like this."

"How are you doing?"

"Why not ask Pei Jun to forge the imperial edict?"

"It's called the Divine Chi Jiao Zhao."

"Then let's combine them and call them Pei Shen Jiao Zhao."

"Tell Chi Jun to forge the imperial edict."

"Then let's not change it, let's just call it 'Xiao Jiao Zhao'."

The black cat snorted.

Pei Ye looked back at the room, Guo You was still sleeping soundly on the bed. There must be many mysteries about this old man that have not been solved, but that is not the time tonight. Pei Ye held the sword and the kitten in his arms, leaned against the pillar in front of the eaves and closed his eyes.

After dozing for two hours, the sky began to brighten. The voices of people outside the alley spread into the yard. Pei Ye stretched and stood up. It was between Yin and Mao, and he walked out of the gate with a sword in hand.

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Ye Ting Palace, Jiaofangsi.

The women who learn dancing and music seem to be the most pampered group of people in the palace, but in fact they are often the first to get up. Although they don't have to endure hard labor and cold most of the time, they still have to undergo rigorous training from morning to night. If the palace servants in the palace cannot control their own fate, then the Jiaofang must be the most precarious group among them. They train day after day just to show themselves in the eyes of the powerful. Sometimes the likes and dislikes of these viewers are enough to change their fate.

If given a choice, not many people would be willing to face those people above them. They would rather do hard labor deep in the palace for the rest of their lives. A simple and hard life is at least stable, and only in stability can one feel relaxed.

But some people choose to come here.

For example, this group of young women who arrived recently, as many as 19 in number, can be organized into a new class. They all have good looks and excellent upbringing. They are because the prime minister came to power, the court changed, and many officials were dismissed. Those who committed serious crimes had their wives assigned here. This is the first batch.

Some people were assigned here immediately because of their excellent looks; some people could have been selected, but became afraid after taking one look at the maids’ swollen hands and rough clothes; or some people thought that they might be able to turn their lives around again if they thought about meeting the emperor’s sons and nobles... But no matter what, the first month after entering was always accompanied by crying.

Li Xianfang was actually a little fed up, she leaned against the door, lowered her head and picked at her nails, listening to the repetitive lectures from the maid inside. As one of the best dancers in the past two years, she was always used as a benchmark for these newcomers. After the lecture, they would go in and dance once, and then if they did not do well, they would teach them, and that was the end of the day's work.

When the palace did not summon dancers and musicians, dancers like her did have a very comfortable and relaxed life, sometimes even better than the courtesans who did not receive guests.

She was very satisfied with such a life. She had reached the top of the music school. When she was summoned to dance, she would bind her chest and put on older makeup to avoid the interest of men. Then she could have a few months of leisure time when she came back.

Isn't this what life is like, she thought. The mice in the wall come out every night to steal food, and they have to risk being beaten to death with a stick or pinned down by a cat before they can sleep peacefully for a day. It's the same with people. If they can get through a difficult time, they can live longer. If you ask what the point of living is, then there is no such thing.

So she was fed up with those who chased her to ask for advice on how to dance beautifully and seductively, and those who came in and tried to commit suicide and shed tears. One kind was used to dreaming, and the other kind could not wake up.

It just so happens that these two types account for more than 90% of the newcomers.

She yawned, and listened to the nanny's scolding slowing down. Probably she had entered the stage of earnest persuasion, so she lowered her head, adjusted her skirt, and prepared to go in.

But at this moment, her eyes suddenly paused, and she saw that there seemed to be several robed figures approaching outside the door. Before she could see clearly, her body had already tensed up instinctively, and some bad premonitions surged in her mind. She retracted her gaze, turned around and strode into the hall, hoping to avoid these unfriendly visitors by going to the back hall to drink tea.

She went to the back hall to get some boiling water, slowly poured herself a cup of tea, blew away the hot steam and drank it slowly. Then she poured herself another cup, walked back with the teacup in hand, stopped behind the screen, and looked towards the front hall.

A young man was lazily leaning against the table. He was wearing a royal blue silk dress with a brocade lining. His hair was braided into a small braid. He had a pair of eyes as beautiful as a woman. In his hand was a small jade staff with a gorgeous and exquisite red snake climbing on it. He looked both noble and dissolute.

Behind him were two expressionless men with swords.

...Yu Ziliang.

Li Xianfang repeated the name in her mind, pursed her lips and slowly stepped back.

...This is not the first time this person has come, and it will definitely not be the last time.

"I want to find two with tender skin and flesh. Appearance is secondary." Yu Ziliang held the little snake in front of him and teased it with a smile, "They have to be obedient and just cut the meat to feed my little baby. They don't have to do other work."

"Mr. Yu, these are the new arrivals. They were all raised in the boudoir and have never suffered any hardship." The head nanny had rushed over earlier, her face wrinkled into a pile, and she smiled in front of Yu Ziliang's chair, "Please look at them."

Old witch, Li Xianfang rolled her eyes.

The Jiaofang also has its own way of survival. In the past few years, the managing nanny always referred all matters to the Queen's Palace. The female officials in the Queen's Palace did their work in an orderly manner. After all, the Jiaofang was a government property. Although Yu Ziliang also came, he was mostly restrained.

Now the person in charge has changed, and he is only trying to curry favor with her. She is so happy to have someone like Yu Ziliang come. It is just right to send the girl away in exchange for a peaceful old age. "Sooner or later, I will find a way to kill this old man." Li Xianfang thought while drinking tea.

This person and I seem to dislike each other, and maybe he will send me out one day.

Yu Ziliang squinted his eyes and looked at her. Suddenly, he pointed at one with a smile. The girl had already collapsed to the ground with a pale face.

Li Xianfang looked down at his arm and thought that it was hard to guard against the interest of these beasts. He would have to brag about it more later.

Then she heard with a chill in her body: "Master Yu, we have a precious girl in our music studio, whose skin is even more delicate than this little girl. She has a better figure and is the best dancer."

The eldest nanny leaned over the armrest of the man's chair and smiled kindly: "I have been keeping it well, waiting for Master Yu to come."

"Hmm?" Yu Ziliang was indeed interested and raised his eyebrows. "Where are you now?"

"It's right here in the alley." The head nanny said with a smile, turning around and shouting, "Please invite Miss Xianfang in."

"Fuck you, old bastard." Li Xianfang stood frozen behind the screen with an expressionless face, her hands and feet temporarily cold.

Her name was called among the pavilions. She took a deep breath, looked down at the tea in her hand, forced a smile and walked out.

She smiled gently at Yu Ziliang and offered with both hands, "My dear, I just went to pour you a cup of tea."

Yu Ziliang didn't say anything, but stared at her body very aggressively, took the teacup and put it down, then slowly changed his sitting position.

After a while, he tilted his head and smiled: "Such a good girl, how come I didn't see her before?"

The eldest nanny said kindly, "Maybe Xianfang is shy and has hidden herself away."

Li Xianfang saw her passing by at the end of his field of vision, and thought, well, it's done for. If he could retain some strength, he would kill this old thing first.

Yu Ziliang stood up, lifted her chin with the thin jade stick, and the red snake sniffed curiously between her lips.

Li Xianfang's body was stiff and motionless.

She had already thought, if this snake had always eaten human flesh... then where had the previous owner gone? Could such a small snake really eat a whole person?

Yu Ziliang smiled and moved closer to her face: "What a good expression. Before Xiaobaoer tastes it, I have to taste you first."

He tilted his head and said, "Hurry up and prepare a warm room for me."

The eldest nanny smiled and said, "Oh, it's a blessing for Xian'er to be favored by Master Yu."

Li Xianfang smiled at her coquettishly: "Yes, Mammy is old and ugly, but I can only envy her."

Yu Ziliang laughed, picked up the small jade staff and went upstairs.

Li Xianfang followed behind in silence.

Foraging for food is not the only risk that mice have to take. Even if they have retreated safely into their burrows, they sometimes have to face the disaster of being caught off guard by snakes.

It may not be the unfairness of fate, it's just that life is like this. Snakes have to eat every day. If they don't drill this rat hole, they have to drill that one; if they don't eat mice, they have to eat toads.

Others died in the past, and it is normal for me to die now... Li Xianfang clenched her trembling fingers.

Having lived here for a long time, she should have been familiar with the place, but she didn't notice which room she walked into until Yu Ziliang pushed open the door with a smile.

She subconsciously looked at the young man pacing in front of her. His body was absolutely relaxed, swinging his small stick, with a smile on his cheek... For him, this day was probably a wonderful start. Facing the bright morning light, he first enjoyed the beauty he got by surprise, and then went to the palace to hunt or drink until the stars gradually rose...

Sometimes she also thought that maybe not everyone’s life was like this.

Maybe you don't have to cross any hurdles to deserve a good night's sleep. Every day you can wander around this world like strolling in a back garden.

Although mice are afraid of snakes and cats, snakes are probably only afraid of eagles, and above eagles...

When she reached this point in her thoughts, Yu Ziliang closed the door.

This was a very deep, quiet, and spacious room. The two guards with swords also walked in. Li Xianfang suddenly realized that she might have to be naked in front of three people. She was thinking of two interesting ways - bite off something of the young man to make him become like his father, or serve him well in exchange for him killing the old man...

Then something bright but not blinding flashed across her irises for a moment.

For a moment she thought it was some strange reflection from the mirror, just like the rainbow that sometimes appears on your eyelashes when you look back after washing your face on a sunny day.

But the next moment she saw that the mirror was deep inside the room, and was not facing here...then she heard two sounds of people falling to the ground behind her.

Yu Ziliang turned his head suddenly, staring at her in surprise and anger, and had drawn the long sword from his waist. She was also surprised... Then a hand reached forward from her cheek and grabbed Yu Ziliang's sword in his hand.

A phantom-like black robe floated forward, and without any movement, Yu Ziliang staggered backward and fell to the ground, and the sword fell into the hands of the man in the black robe.

It was only then that Li Xianfang smelled a very strong smell of blood. She turned around and froze in place. The two men with swords fell to the ground twitching, each with a standard bloody wound in their throat, and the severed tendons and throats were moving freshly.

"I'll ask some questions and you'll answer them." The man in black robes leaned against the table and fiddled with the sword in his hand. When Yu Ziliang was about to open his mouth, he stomped on his mouth with his boot. The rotten flesh and blood almost splashed out from the sole of his boot. "Don't talk unless I ask."

She turned her head somewhat unconsciously. The man had a theatrical mask painted with blue and white porcelain, and his voice was very light and cold.

"Now let me ask you, how did you get into the Fantasy Tower last night?" The man in black robe raised his foot slightly.

Yu Ziliang was trembling with anger and shock: "I... I am Yu Ziliang, my father is the Third Palace Prosecutor Yu Sicheng - Woo! Woo! Woo! Woo woo woo -"

His screams were crushed under the boots, and the man in black robe thrust the sword in his hand into his left wrist, then slowly cut off the entire hand.

"I'll say it again." The man in black robe said in a low voice, "I ask, you answer, do you understand?"

(End of this chapter)