A life of idleness in the world of demons

Chapter 53. The Ambush Five Miles Away
Huang Cihe, the "top scholar," was still very cautious. He dared not tell the general that "he had just been bestowed with a treasure, but he had already lost it." He pretended that everything was normal and respectfully came to the front of Madam Zhao's residence to request an audience.

Qin Yi'er is his fiancée.

He has been waiting for five years.

In his heart, Qin Yi'er was already his possession.

Yet this confinement stayed in the Ning residence for a full month!

He went looking for Qin Yi'er.

Qin Yi'er said that she was out on a mission when she accidentally encountered demons and fled to Wangyue Mansion.

Then Ning Xuan, like a lustful ghost, took her into his mansion. She lived in constant fear, not daring to even sleep soundly, for fear that the libertine would suddenly break down the door.

She waited day and night, but Ning Xuanming, though he said he would help deliver the letter, kept delaying until he could no longer delay and finally sent the letter. Then the Qin family hurriedly sent Steward Zhao to pick her up and take her back to Hanzhou.

When Huang Cihe met Qin Yi'er, Qin Yi'er's eyes were swollen. She said that she cried every day and had no face to see Huang Lang again.

Huang Cihe didn't believe her at all.

But Huang Cihe outwardly believed it.

Because he really needs this marriage alliance.

Also, because Qin Yier is indeed quite beautiful.

Imagine you've wanted a woman for five whole years, but you've never been able to touch her. That woman's allure to you would increase several times over.

Huang Cihe knew exactly what was going on.

But he also understood that no matter how seductive Qin Yi'er was, she couldn't possibly travel thousands of miles to the Ning family in Wangyue Prefecture on her own. So the only person who could do that was one person.

"Your son-in-law greets his mother-in-law."

Upon seeing the woman stepping out, Huang Cihe straightened his hat, stood respectfully, and bowed deeply.

Madam Zhao said, "Cihe will soon be going to Shanyang Prefecture to take up an official post. Is this a farewell visit?"

Huang Cihe nodded and replied, "Indeed," and then said, "This journey to my new post will be long and arduous. I have come here specifically to seek your guidance before I depart, and I hope that my mother-in-law will not hesitate to bestow her wisdom upon me."

Although Lady Zhao was displeased with this refined scholar, she still maintained a dignified demeanor as an elder and said slowly, "Although Shanyang is plagued by frequent demons, troubled times reveal heroes. This is your chance to shine. The General praised you the other day; do not disappoint him."

Two polite, meaningless phrases.

Huang Cihe knew that Madam Zhao did not like him very much, but as long as he went to Shanyang Prefecture, he would marry Qin Yi'er. At that time, even if Madam Zhao did not want to acknowledge him, she would have to. So he bowed again and said solemnly, "I have received your instructions, Mother-in-law. I will do my best to make contributions and will never let the Third Miss's bright pearl be wasted and marry the wrong person."

Madam Zhao nodded.

Huang Cihe bowed again, turned and left. Just as he reached the courtyard gate, Madam Zhao suddenly asked him a question from behind.

"Yi'er has suffered a great injustice, have you ever stood up for her?"

Huang Cihe suddenly stopped, turned around and bowed deeply, sighing, "Ning Xuan is, after all, the General of Anyuan, personally appointed by His Majesty. Although I wish I could eat his flesh and sleep on his skin, how dare I let my personal grievances affect the relationship between the General's Mansion and the capital?"

After saying that, his eyes suddenly turned serious, and he said slowly, "I swear that the future is long, and if the time is right, I will avenge Yi'er's deep hatred."

Madam Zhao nodded.

Huang Cihe said, "I'll take my leave."

After he left, Madam Zhao clapped her hands, and a slightly plump figure walked out of the room.

Manager Zhao said, "Little sister, the top scholar is lying."

Madam Zhao asked, "How do you know?"

Manager Zhao said, "The people who came to serve under the top scholar all paid homage to me first, and then went to pay homage to the top scholar. If those people could become disciples of the great general, who would be willing to follow him?"

Madam Zhao asked, "What is the actual situation?"

Manager Zhao leaned closer and whispered to him, telling him everything he had found out.

Madam Zhao pondered for a moment and said, "What a fine massacre of Flying Eagle Tower! Truly ruthless and decisive."

Manager Zhao also praised, "Yes, that young man was very decisive and handled things cleanly."

I only found out later that the half-step first-rank martial artist had taken the treasure to the Flying Eagle Tower to ambush Ning Xuan.

I panicked at that moment.

If Ning Xuan were to die on the spot, that would be one thing, but if he were to escape by chance, rumors and gossip would surely spread like wildfire. Even if some gossipy people were punished, it would be difficult to quell the public's chatter.

Therefore, my general's mansion has no choice but to deal with Ning Xuan.

If you spend a fortune to buy a horse, but fail to protect your subordinates when they are in trouble, how can your family maintain its reputation?
But Ning Xuan is a general appointed by His Majesty, so no matter what he does, it will be very troublesome.

In the end, he might just suffer in silence, silencing all the gossips, but his clothes will still be dirty.

However, that young man slaughtered the Flying Eagle Tower completely. He's out of trouble, and so are we. It was truly brilliant.

Madam Zhao sighed, "This is the kind of son-in-law I should have."

Her eyes darted around, and suddenly she gave a wink.

Manager Zhao understood and followed Madam Zhao into the house.

Madam Zhao took out a brush and ink, and with a livid face, wrote: "Something is wrong with General Qin Shan." General Qin Shan was none other than General Qin.

Manager Zhao looked astonished, then quickly wrote: "What do I need to do?"

Madam Zhao wrote: "Go and see what Ning Xuan needs, and we will quietly provide it to him. This will help us build a good relationship, so that if we can no longer stay in the General's Mansion, we can still seek refuge with him."

Manager Zhao's eyes widened, his Adam's apple bobbing, and he finally managed to suppress his shock, hastily writing, "To defect to him?"

Madam Zhao wrote: "He has the same aura as Qin Shanjun, which I can't explain, but this boy is definitely not someone to be underestimated."

Most importantly, this boy is only sixteen years old, unlike Qin Shanjun, who harbors too many secrets and is too unfathomable.

I'd rather watch a great general grow from nothing to something than stay by the side of a general who's changed wives several times.

Since Steward Zhao had never slept with General Qin or had a child with him, he naturally didn't have the same authority to speak on this matter as Madam Zhao.

Although he didn't understand what "that kind of aura" meant, his wealth and status were tied to Madam Zhao. He nodded and wrote, "I will mobilize resources to help him secretly."

The two chatted for a long time.

Then they threw all the chat papers into the fire and burned them completely.

After Steward Zhao left, Madam Zhao quietly opened the window and turned her head to look in the direction where General Qin was in seclusion.

The last rays of the setting sun cast a crimson path leading to the secret chamber where no one was allowed to enter.
Madam Zhao's gaze was deep and melancholy. Thinking about how none of her three daughters had been able to win over General Ning, she felt both frustrated and annoyed.
Then, she suddenly thought of Qin Jin'er.

Although Qin Jin'er was a concubine's daughter and was excluded from managing a ranch to raise horses, she was quite capable and secretly ambitious. She had originally planned to sleep with a playboy to extinguish her ambitions and make her stay obediently on the ranch to train fine horses for the General's Mansion.

But now, it might still be of some use.

As long as a bridge is built for Qin Jin'er, she will naturally do everything in her power to climb onto General Ning's bed.

General Ning was used to seeing obedient women, but he was probably still a little fascinated by this kind of "lowly but capable and ambitious wild horse".

a few days later.

On the main road to Shanyang Prefecture, cavalry led the way, and luxurious carriages moved slowly forward, surrounded by a retinue of attendants.

Two squads of elite cavalrymen in steel armor patrolled the area in front of and behind the carriage.

Anyone who sees this display of power can tell that the people in it are extraordinary.

On another small road leading to Shanyang Prefecture, there was only an extremely ordinary carriage.

Inside the carriage, a refined scholar was studying the chessboard in front of him, placing white pieces with his left hand and black pieces with his right, pausing from time to time to ponder.

He had many things to think about, such as suppressing demons and establishing a firm foothold; marrying the third young lady and ensuring nothing else goes wrong; and guarding against Ning Xuan and seeing if there was a chance to kill him.

General Qin had shown him great kindness, and he would definitely cling to this powerful figure in the future.

On the driver's seat were two poorly dressed grooms.

No one would suspect that a distinguished person was sitting in the carriage.

But they were wrong.

This scholar was none other than Huang Cihe, the prefect who was on his way to Shanyang.

The two people on the imperial throne were his confidants, the Taoist priest and the Taoist boy who had secretly attacked the Ning residence that day.

Suddenly, the Celestial Master's expression shifted, and he said, "Be careful, someone is approaching."

The young Taoist asked, "How far?"

The Celestial Master said, "Ten miles away."

Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly exclaimed in surprise, "Jiuli!"

Then he said, "Eight li, seven li, six li. Too fast!"

The Celestial Master hurriedly got up, lifted the curtain, and stepped into the carriage.

Huang Cihe didn't say anything and quickly got up.

The Celestial Master raised his hand to grab him.

This was part of the emergency plan; if they were attacked en route, the Celestial Master would lead the Prefect to escape via a secret escape.

Now, the Celestial Master is preparing to burrow underground.

The carriage rumbled along, and suddenly, without any warning, a bloody hole appeared between Huang Cihe's eyebrows.

His hand was reaching for the Celestial Master, but a bloody hole appeared between his eyebrows.

Snapped.

Huang Cihe slammed heavily onto the chessboard, blood and brain matter gushing out. His eyes were wide open, and he died with his eyes wide open, unable to close them in peace.

The Celestial Master sensed again and discovered that the person was still five miles away!

A chilling, bone-chilling feeling suddenly surged up inside me.

(End of this chapter)