The pork butcher is smoother than a pig butcher!

Chapter 246 Such a beauty
When men appreciate a beautiful woman, they usually look at her figure first and then her face. Those who are a little more discerning might also take a look at her talent.

The first two can be considered top-tier features for Gan Minglan.

The men of Northwest China could only use superlative terms like "beautiful as a flower and the moon" and "a beauty that could topple kingdoms" to praise her beauty.

But after witnessing Captain Gan's skills, remarkable intellect, and a vision that rivals any man's, no one would use such superficial words to describe her anymore.

Her beauty is already the least noteworthy of her merits.

But women have different perspectives on what makes a beautiful woman.

The higher the social standing of a woman, the harsher she is on her peers.

A beautiful woman with delicate features and a petite figure might be labeled as stingy.

If you have a larger frame, people will think you're uncouth!
They always emphasize their overall demeanor.

Even the noble ladies, who were adept at finding fault with everything, became speechless upon seeing the person who lifted the curtain to enter.

Such a face!

How can anyone talk about it?

The other party didn't even realize she was a beauty.

He was wearing nothing more than the most common standard cloth armor in the army, so his figure was not visible.

At first glance.

She was tall and slender, with her long hair tied up high.

There were no accessories in her hair.

Her face was completely bare, without any makeup.

I don't know if it's because she's naturally beautiful, or if the wind and sand of Northwest China have a special fondness for beauties.

Even if the ladies apply jasmine powder to their faces for two quarters of an hour when they get up early, it still won't match the radiant white skin of someone exposed to the elements.

It's not that kind of sickly white that never sees the light of day.

Her cheeks had a healthy pinkish glow and a fair complexion.

That's the kind of healthy complexion that many noblewomen, even in their prime, couldn't achieve with all sorts of tonics!
Just by looking at her high-tied hair, which was as black as fine silk and still glistening, you could tell how abundant her vital energy was.

It's as if the words used to describe a woman's fragility are completely irrelevant to her.

He exudes a healthy, energetic, and vibrant aura.

Despite the intense scrutiny of everyone, her gaze remained largely unchanged throughout.

Calm and composed.

It is a kind of confidence that allows one to take control of their own life.

After everyone had recovered from their shock, she clasped her hands together and gave a military salute to Lady Jiang, who was seated in the main seat.

"Gan Minglan, captain of the border town medical team, pays her respects to Madam Hou!"

This is clearly not the way of diplomacy for the wife!

Before Jiang could reply.

A group of about seven or eight young women, around the age of seventeen, rushed out from the inner room of the Peony Pavilion.

The other young ladies just stood at the door, their faces full of excitement as they covered their mouths to watch the beauty.

The one leading them was a cute girl with a round face.

She rushed to Gan Minglan as fast as she could and spoke directly to what everyone was thinking:

"Wow! So you're the Jade-Faced Rakshasa they were talking about, the one who can kill barbarians on horseback and roast rabbit meat on foot? You're so handsome, the most beautiful person I've ever seen in my life! How are you so good-looking, and how can you do everything?"

He got so excited that he grabbed Gan Minglan's hand with his claws.

Gan Minglan raised an eyebrow, her eyes crinkling into a smile:
"Thank you for your compliment, young lady. You are beautiful and kind-hearted, and you are clearly a sweet girl who grew up in a blessed family."

Her reciprocal gift-giving and mutual flattery immediately drew another round of screams from the chubby-faced young woman:
"Wow! Mom, Mom! Did you hear that? Sister Yu even said I look pretty!"

Well, this is our first time meeting!
The title changed from Jade-faced Rakshasa to Jade Sister.

Lady Jiang, the wife of the Marquis, nearly stumbled off her chair. She hadn't even recovered from the shock of that stunningly beautiful face when she was struck by the heavy blow of her own daughter revealing her true nature in front of everyone.

It's over.

Which mother-in-law would like a daughter-in-law like this?
I can't help but stop in my tracks when I see someone good-looking.

She's even more formidable in killing enemies than her father!

The roasted rabbit and mutton soup I just ate were also made by this person.

For a foodie who is lustful and admires strength, the idol's buffs have been stacked to the extreme!

As a mother, how could I not know what kind of person my own daughter is?

Jiang pinched her thigh to calm herself down, and with a smile on her face, she got down from her seat and pulled the little girl along.

"Ran'er, don't be naughty, let go! Captain Gan, come sit here. We've heard all the generals' wives praise you for a long time, but seeing you in person, we know they're not exaggerating."

Is my own mother trying to take my child away from me?

Zhao Ran refused!

She gripped Gan Minglan's hand tightly, staring at her with increasing delight.

Jiang: My face feels a little hot, probably because it's not suitable to wear a padded jacket in the summer.

While exchanging polite words with Lady Hou, Gan Minglan did not miss the way the little girl looked at her.

He chuckled to himself.

General Zhao Muyun's two children are quite obviously attracted to good-looking people!

However, the young lady's personality is more endearing, and the eldest son from a concubine must be the legendary debt collector!

The young lady pulled him to a seat next to the Lady of the Marquis.

Before her mother could even begin her formal questioning, Zhao Ran couldn't help but ask the part of the Jade-Faced Rakshasa legend she'd been most curious about all morning:
"Sister Yu, do you really know how to set up that inescapable net to trap the enemy? How did you manage to defeat the Tatar army of 200,000? Can you tell us about it?"

Clearly, the general's daughter wasn't very interested in the fighting and killing on the battlefield.

What she loves are probably all sorts of battlefield stories where the few outmaneuver the many.

Not only was Zhao Ran, a young woman, curious, but everyone present perked up their ears upon hearing this.

They would never have the chance to hear such firsthand reports from the battlefield while they were in their backyard.

What could Captain Gan do?
Lady Hou didn't scold her daughter; instead, she urged her to tell a story.

Thus, the story begins with the night watchmen encountering a grateful rat.
As they talked, they finished all three cups of tea.

The storyteller's throat was practically on fire from talking so much, but the ladies in the audience still hadn't had enough.

They didn't rely on maids or servants to pour tea or serve water; they all vied to curry favor with Captain Gan.

It turns out that even those rodents that only steal food can sometimes be useful to humans.

They can use their burning tails to help their owners light firecrackers in the midst of a stampede of horses.

They can even dig countless rat holes in a treacherous horse formation.

Not a single soldier wasted.

That would allow them to take down half of the enemy's troops in the border town!

The stories told by the storytellers in the teahouses of Huaiqing Prefecture, about heroes punishing evil and promoting good, were not as fantastical as those told by Captain Gan.

In the story, her role seems insignificant.

All its remarkable abilities are thanks to the grateful rat.

But a smart person only needs to use their brain to understand that Captain Gan himself is the one who can direct the Gratitude Rat to do the right thing.

His abilities are truly incomparable and irreplaceable by ordinary people.

Putting aside the number of Hu people she killed, her special skill of beast taming alone was enough for Marquis Ningyang to treat her like a deity.

The mothers of those spoiled young masters in Huaiqing Prefecture had all their previous ulterior motives overturned at this moment.
(End of this chapter)