Zhutian: My skills are not serious

Chapter 407: The Concubine Who Came to Your Door, Don’t Miss It
Chu Pingsheng's eyes flashed, and his palm came out like the wind, leaving a residual image in the air.

Snapped.

The palace maids on both sides didn't see clearly how he made his move, and the talkative female official with eighth-rank cultivation was slapped in the face.

"You have no right to speak here."

"you……"

Lady Shu is usually peaceful and virtuous, unlike Li Yunrui who has so many secrets and kills people at will. One can imagine how the female officials and maids in Shujing Palace are spoiled.

Snapped.

Just with the word "you", the female official was slapped again.

"Chu Pingsheng, you...why did you hit people?" Concubine Shu naturally couldn't bear to watch her servant get beaten.

"Because I am happy to do so." Chu Pingsheng smiled coldly: "I can beat the prince, so why can't I beat a mere female official?"

This was absolutely true. He was the Prince's Grand Tutor, and he could teach the Prince a lesson when he did something wrong, let alone a female official. But he was a very incompetent Prince's Grand Tutor, and no one took this title seriously. And Shu Guifei was the Imperial Noble Consort, and her status in the harem could be said to be the first after the Empress. To offend Shu Guifei was equivalent to offending the Emperor. This was the logic behind the female official's loud rebuke when she saw him speaking disrespectfully.

pat, pat...

Chu Pingsheng walked out of the palace gate. Concubine Shu looked at the ancient book he left on the table. She wanted to throw it away, but she couldn't bear to do so. Finally, she warned herself in her heart, Chu Pingsheng's foolishness, what does it have to do with the works of ancient sages? If she returned the book, it would be a pity for that barbarian to burn it. It's better to keep it with her.

"Hongju, are you okay?"

"My lady, I'm fine."

"Look, your face is red. You two... go get the blood-activating ointment from the red cabinet."

When the two maids heard this, they hurried to the red cabinet to get the blood-activating ointment to wipe the lady-in-law's face.

……

Chu Pingsheng left Concubine Shu's residence and followed Hou Zhigang to Concubine Yi's palace. The old eunuch didn't dare to say anything or ask anything, but led him carefully all the way to Yichun Palace.

Concubine Yi and Si Nanbo Fan Jian's concubine Liu Ruyu are cousins. They gave birth to a timid son, Li Chengping. In the novel, after Emperor Qing died, he inherited the throne of Emperor Nanqing.

Compared with Concubine Shu, Concubine Yi was very smooth. She never said a harsh word the whole time, and there was not even a trace of disgust on her face.

Logically speaking, Liu Ruyu treated Fan Xian as her own son. Chu Pingsheng stole Fan Xian's fiancée, so as his aunt, she should have made things difficult for him or at least taught him a lesson. However, she did not do that. After chatting with him for a few words, she let the female official politely send him out.

Next, Chu Pingsheng went to the Queen's Funing Palace. Given their relationship, it was naturally just a formality. Unfortunately, it was daytime, so at most they could hug and touch each other a few times. If it was at night, it would have been another exciting battle.

The Queen complained jealously about the fact that the Crown Prince's Grand Tutor frequented places of entertainment. She calculated the days, made an appointment to sleep together in three days, and then let him go.

Chu Pingsheng left the Funing Palace and walked to the south gate of the imperial city. He happened to meet Fan Ruoruo who was walking out led by a palace maid. The two looked at each other for a moment and he smiled.

I think Fan Xian heard that he was summoned by Emperor Qing to the harem to meet Concubine Ning, Concubine Shu and others, and didn't know what the result would be, so he asked Fan Ruoruo to go to Concubine Yi to inquire about the news under the banner of being Liu Ruyu's daughter.

He laughed for seeing through Fan Xian's little trick, but in Fan Ruoruo's eyes, it became a mockery of the winner to the loser.

"What are you laughing at? He just told me the truth and you got mad and beat me up on the spot. How can a person like you be worthy of being the prince's tutor?"

She was very angry, her eyes were wide open, her mouth was almost pouting to the sky, and there were two small bulges on her cheeks, one on the left and one on the right, like a little hamster with a mouth full of food.

Chu Pingsheng smiled without commenting: "Tell me the truth? Are you referring to Concubine Shu?"

"of course."

Fan Ruoruo said, "I just said you are not as good as my brother, and you stepped on his tail? Everyone in Jingdu knows that my brother is talented and a rare genius in Qing Kingdom in a hundred years. And you, a barbarian from the Western Regions, if it weren't for your master, you would never be able to become the prince's grand tutor in your next life, no, in the next life after that."

She said a lot in one breath, finally venting the anger she had been holding back for days, and she felt much better.

"A talented person? A rare genius that only appears once in a century? Hahaha, hahahaha..." Chu Pingsheng laughed as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world.

Fan Ruoruo said angrily: "What are you laughing at? Am I wrong? You are not even worthy of carrying my brother's shoes."

"I think Ye Ling'er has also said this. You two are quite in sync on this point." Chu Pingsheng pinched his chin and looked at her with a smile: "Would you like to make a bet?"

"bet?"

"That's right. I bet your brother is not only inferior to me in martial arts, but also in literary talent."

This time it was Fan Ruoruo's turn to act like she had heard a joke. She pointed at him and said, "Did I hear that correctly? You... a barbarian from the west, said that my brother's literary talent is not as good as yours? The emperor made you the prince's tutor for the sake of your master. You don't really think of yourself as a great scholar who can surpass the Qing Kingdom in literary talent, do you?"

By now, everyone in Kyoto knows that he is a mountain king who indulges in sensual pleasures, likes to sleep with flowers and sleep with willows. He is so ignorant and unlearned that even the emperor can't stand it and has to use the ladies in the harem to persuade him to restrain himself. He himself does not care about his reputation, and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince still has to consider his reputation.

Chu Pingsheng said: "Just tell me whether you want to gamble or not."

Fan Ruoruo sneered: "What are you betting on?"

The Dream of the Red Chamber is a masterpiece that has driven countless talented women crazy.

Climbing a height is the best seven-character poem in ancient and modern times. In terms of literary talent, she has a fanatical confidence in Fan Xian.

"It's very simple. If he is not as good as me, you will marry me as a concubine. How about that?"

"you!"

Fan Ruoruo was furious when she heard this, and wished she had a knife at hand to chop this outspoken guy.

When Ye Chong, Lin Ruofu and Fan Xian met Chu Pingsheng who was bidding farewell to the eldest princess on their way out of the palace, he had mentioned exchanging Ye Linger for Lin Waner. Now he is lying again and keeps talking about getting a wife. He is indeed an incurable lustful man.

Chu Pingsheng provoked him, "It seems that you have no confidence in Fan Xian."

"how come!"

Fan Ruoruo gritted her teeth, suppressed her anger and said, "What if you lose?"

Chu Pingsheng took out a peculiarly shaped key from his pocket: "See? This is the dowry that the Queen gave to me and Wan'er. I heard it is a relic of the Queen Mother."

"Humph, I don't care."

"Don't worry, I haven't finished yet." Chu Pingsheng walked forward, throwing the keys one by one: "The Queen told me that this thing was left by Ye Qingmei. What is it for? Could it be related to the three major workshops she left behind? I'm very curious, I believe your brother should know."

! ! ! ! !

This key?

Fan Ruoruo remembered that when Fan Xian came to Kyoto, he was carrying a long rectangular box with a golden frame. She was very curious and asked what was inside. Fan Xian said he didn't know because he didn't have the key and couldn't open it. However, what was certain was that it contained the relics left to him by his mother.

Could this be the key to the suitcase?

"Okay, I'll bet you."

Chu Pingsheng repeated the bet: "If your brother is not as good as me, you will marry me as a concubine. If your brother is worse than me, I will give you the key."

Fan Ruoruo asked: "How do you compare?"

She didn't think she would lose, because she had almost blind confidence in Fan Xian. She even felt that this was a gamble of bullying. The barbarians from Xihu, even with his master Bai Feng, could not surpass Fan Xian in terms of "talent".

Not only can I get the key to Ye Qingmei's relic box, but I can also humiliate Chu Pingsheng and vent my brother's anger. Why not do it?

Chu Pingsheng said, "I heard that your brother was recently negotiating with the envoys sent by Northern Qi at the Honglu Temple?"

Fan Ruoruo showed disdain on her face: "I thought you were so addicted to alcohol and sex that you didn't even care about the current situation."

A lot of big things have happened recently. Southern Qing won a great victory in its war against Qi, and advanced northward by more than one state. If it weren't for the Northern Qi's great master Ku He who appeared on the battlefield between the two armies and forced both sides to cease fire, Qing might have already taken over the two states.

The Dongyi City was also ready to make a move. Si Gu Jian's disciples continued to harass the eastern border and interfere with the logistics supply of the Qing army. A man-made fire also occurred in the three major workshops. Fortunately, the loss was not great, and only two or three experienced technicians died.

Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that Northern Qi and Dongyi had reached some kind of agreement. After all, no matter how crazy Si Gu Jian was, he understood the principle of the lips and teeth being cold.

Emperor Qing had no choice but to accept the peace talks, but his attitude was very tough. He required that Qing Kingdom expand northward by another 150 miles based on its current actual control. This was equivalent to Northern Qi handing over the remaining, unoccupied half of the state to Qing Kingdom.

Of course, in order to express its sincerity in repairing the relationship, Nanqing could sign a peace agreement with Northern Qi, promising not to fight against the North within 30 years.

The Northern Qi side refused to agree, so the two groups argued in the Honglu Temple and even fought twice.

Before this, Xin Qiwu went to the flower boat on Liujing River to find Chu Pingsheng, but he said he was not interested. So Emperor Qing asked Fan Xian to go there to "accumulate experience" and also to stimulate him to do real work, at least not to bring discredit to the royal family every day. He is the Prince's Grand Tutor, not an ordinary dandy son of a royal family.

"I heard that the literary master Zhuang Mohan came to Kyoto with the Northern Qi delegation. Since your brother is the most talented person in Kyoto, the old man will definitely find a chance to suppress the limelight of Nanqing. Why did the emperor transfer your brother to the Honglu Temple to receive foreign envoys? I guess he also wanted Zhuang Mohan to experience being beaten to death by the younger generation of talents in Nanqing. How about this, as long as your brother can pass Zhuang Mohan's test, I will admit that his literary talent is better than mine, and the key will be yours. How about it?"

"I was wondering how a barbarian like you dared to compete with my brother in literary talent. It turns out you wanted to kill someone with a borrowed knife and let Zhuang Mohan, a great writer in the Northern Qi literary world, help you out. Humph, even if I lose this bet, it's because my brother's literary talent is not as good as Zhuang Mohan's. What does it have to do with you? You despicable villain are trying to change the concept."

Fan Ruoruo understood. No wonder Chu Pingsheng dared to make this losing bet with her. It turned out that there was a trap here.

Chu Pingsheng did not retort, but waved his hand without looking back: "I'll give you three days to think about it. Give me an answer after you've thought it through. No more time."

Ding.

The key bounced into the air.

Snapped.

He grabbed it in his hand again.

On the long straight bluestone trail, Chu Pingsheng's figure was getting farther and farther away.

Fan Ruoruo's brows were tightly furrowed, her face was ashen, and her chest was heaving violently.

She wanted the key, but she was worried that her brother would lose to Zhuang Mohan.

After hesitating for a long time, she decided to tell Fan Xian about this and ask for his opinion before making a decision.

(End of this chapter)