Zhutian: My skills are not serious

Chapter 440 The World Changes Because of Me
"Lord Chu!"

When Zhuang Mohan saw the distinguished guest coming, he hurriedly stood up to greet him.

It could be because he was sitting for too long, or he was overusing his brain, becoming emotionally agitated and suffering from insufficient blood supply, and he lost his balance halfway through his sitting and fell forward.

Chu Pingsheng stretched out his hand and gently supported her from two meters away.

Zhuang Mohan felt a gentle force helping him to steady his body.

"Thank you."

Although he did not practice martial arts, he knew that such methods were not possessed by ordinary martial artists. He shook his head and sighed, "Master Chu's visit to Northern Qi, is it a blessing or a curse?"

After saying this, he realized that it was useless to say this, so he pushed the unfinished scripture notes on the wooden desk aside, and finally cleaned up a corner to entertain guests: "Zixu, serve tea quickly."

"No need to bother."

Chu Pingsheng stopped him and sat down on the other side of the desk: "I'll say a few words and then I'll leave."

Seeing this, Zhuang Mohan waved his hand and signaled the servant to leave.

"Your brother is still alive and well. You will be able to meet him in two days."

"Sean..."

Hearing this, Zhuang Mohan's eyes lit up.

He has no descendants but this one close brother. In order to prevent this literary giant from having anything to do with such a notorious character as the spy chief, Sean changed his last name and severed all ties with his brother. Later, Sean's family was killed by Chen Pingping and he himself fell into the hands of the Overwatch Council, where he was imprisoned for twenty years until the two countries negotiated peace. The eldest princess Li Yunrui told him that Sean was still alive, and as long as he helped deal with Fan Xian, she would do her best to facilitate the exchange of prisoners of war. Only then did he, under the pretext of his mentor, accuse Fan Xian of plagiarism at a night banquet.

Although the facts proved that Fan Xian was indeed plagiarizing, this unethical behavior still caused him to suffer tremendous psychological pressure.

A few days ago, someone from the court brought him a message saying that the convoy of the Nanqing delegation was attacked by bandits on the way to the capital, and Sean unfortunately died.

He was very sad and heartbroken. When he lay in bed late at night listening to the wind and rain, he sighed that this might be his fate. He shifted his focus to the work of annotating the poems in "Dream of Red Mansions". Until yesterday when someone came from the palace and asked him whether Chu Pingsheng had visited him, he learned that the Nanqing delegation had entered the city and the Western Hu envoy Chu Pingsheng had also come to Northern Qi.

He told the eunuch in charge of ceremonies the truth and sent the man away. He specially asked his apprentice Jiang Xinliu, who published "Three Hundred Tang Poems" and "Three Hundred Song Ci", to go to the inn to ask for a meeting. As a result, the people from the Nanqing delegation said that Chu Pingsheng was not there. The adult had always been elusive, and they didn't know where he had gone. Jiang Xinliu returned disappointed.

Unexpectedly, after a night, Chu Pingsheng came to his house alone and brought him a piece of news that made him extremely happy.

"Okay, okay. If I could see him again in my lifetime, I would have no regrets even if I die."

Chu Pingsheng looked at the old man opposite him who had spent his entire life studying, and wondered why he was willing to be used as a gun by the princess. He must have known that his life was coming to an end, and he wanted to do his best to make up for the regrets in his life.

"You have consumed too much energy. This... should help you live a few more years."

Chu Pingsheng took out a small white porcelain bottle from his sleeve and placed it in front of Zhuang Mohan: "Take one pill a month. Don't take more. With your physical condition, you won't be able to take more."

Zhuang Mohan stared at the white porcelain bottle for a while. He did not doubt his words, but shook his head gently, refusing to accept it: "I am a man buried up to my neck in the dirt... Why waste such a panacea? Give it to someone who needs it more."

Chu Pingsheng smiled at him, and as if performing magic, he took out book after book from his sleeves and spread them out on the desk.

The Book of Songs, The Analects, Erya, Chuci, The Art of War, Nine Chapters on the Mathematical Art, The Exploitation of the Works of Nature...

Even the old scholar who claimed to be well-read was dumbfounded.

Chu Pingsheng didn't stop yet. He put a whole set of "One Hundred Thousand Whys" divided into several volumes in front of Zhuang Mohan, patted it and said, "Not to mention the ancient books that can educate the world, just this one...you need to think about it for a few years."

"The Book of Songs", "The Analects of Confucius", "The Exploitation of the Works of Nature", "One Hundred Thousand Whys" and "The Art of War" were the books he had read when he was in school. Books like "Er Ya", "Chu Ci" and "Nine Chapters on the Mathematical Art" were the ones he had read when he had nothing to do in the world of The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber and Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils, and they were imprinted in his mind after reading them once.

"This this……"

Zhuang Mohan stretched out his trembling hand, picked up a volume, flipped through it, put it in his arms, then picked up another volume, flipped through it, and put it in his arms again. It can be said that he couldn't put down these crystallizations of the wisdom of the sages, but that expression... his eyes were straight, his cheeks were slightly twitched, and the corners of his mouth were crooked, just like Alzheimer's disease.

Chu Pingsheng said: "Mr. Zhuang, do you still think it doesn't matter if you live a few more years or less?"

The old man woke up from his petrification, silently put the white porcelain bottle into his sleeve and kept it close to his body.

"Are these all the classics and history books from the great dynasty on the other side of the world?"

"I guess so." Chu Pingsheng patted "100,000 Whys" and said, "Except for this one, which was translated by me. Some of the content may subvert your cognition. Just read it as an essay."

Zhuang Mohan took two steps back and bowed deeply to the ground: "Master Chu, I, on behalf of all scholars and students in the world, would like to thank you for your kindness in passing on the scriptures."

Chu Pingsheng did not hide and accepted his great gift. He did not expect to make money or fame from this, and he also took great pains to copy millions of words to help the people here. What was wrong with accepting his greeting?

"Okay, sit down now. With your body, I'm really afraid that you'll get excited and have a stroke."

Zhuang Mohan nodded, sat back on the couch, and put the pile of precious books on his right hand side where he could take them at any time.

Chu Pingsheng said: "There is one more thing."

"Master Chu, please speak."

"I want to marry Haitang Duoduo, the Saintess of Northern Qi, but I'm still in need of a matchmaker. I hope Mr. Zhuang can lend me a hand."

Zhuang Mohan was stunned when he heard this: "Hasn't Lord Chu accepted the marriage arranged by the Emperor of Qing and is going to marry Princess Chen, the daughter of the eldest princess?" The old man was present at the Four Nations Night Banquet, but he did not mention Fan Ruoruo and Ye Ling'er. It can be seen that concubines are really not allowed in elegant halls.

"It seems that Mr. Zhuang doesn't know who was behind the battle in Cangzhou."

"..."

Zhuang Mohan certainly didn't know. The only thing he knew about the battle in Cangzhou was that someone from the palace told him that Sean was dead.

However, after hearing what Chu Pingsheng said, he guessed a little bit.

"Master Chu wants to use this to strike back at Nan Qing?"

"There is only one position for the first wife. Whoever can please me more is qualified to be the first wife, right?"

"Then... I don't know what the Queen Mother and the Saint mean..."

"They don't know yet."

Zhuang Mohan was speechless. Even though he was a nerd, he knew that if this happened to an ordinary family, they would be unhappy for a few days at most if they were rejected when they went to propose marriage. But with Chu Pingsheng and Haitang Duoduo's identities, if they went to propose marriage without informing the other party in advance, and the other party was unwilling and rejected him, it would be a lot of fun.

"If I can help Lord Chu, I will naturally sacrifice my reputation, but I am afraid that the Saint Lady will not agree, and Lord Chu will lose face."

Chu Pingsheng said: "Of course she doesn't want to. How could she want to? After all, my master broke her master's arm."

Zhuang Mohan felt that he had been moved more times than today in his entire life. What kind of person is this? His master chopped off the hand of the girl’s master, and yet he still wants to come and propose marriage to the girl?

"Also, my pet killed Langtao. Since you don't like to go out much, you probably don't know about this, right?"

! ! ! ! ! !
Zhuang Mohan completely lost his temper.

This... this... it would be strange if this marriage could get any commission.

So the question is, if he can figure out the logic, how come Chu Pingsheng can't?
"I don't understand, since Lord Chu and the Saint have such a grudge, why does he want me to come and propose marriage?"

"To turn hostility into friendship."

"..."

He seriously injured the girl's master, killed her senior brother, married her and slept with her, and then they became a loving family?
From his point of view, it is a way to turn hostility into friendship, but have you ever considered the feelings of the woman, hey!
Zhuang Mohan suddenly felt fortunate that he didn't have a daughter.

"This matter... is difficult."

"The result is not important, I enjoy the process more."

Zhuang Mohan understood that this kid just didn't know how to speak properly.

Chu Pingsheng said: "Tomorrow you will bring your famous disciples to the palace to propose marriage. Don't worry about whether it will be successful or not. Just create a good momentum. It would be good to wear red and colorful clothes, beat gongs and drums, and do whatever makes it lively."

"Do you... have another purpose?"

"You don't have to worry about that."

Zhuang Mohan pondered for a moment, then put his hand on the table and said, "Okay, I will sacrifice my life to accompany you for once."

"No, no, no, you are always a gentleman, but I am not."

Chu Pingsheng is very self-aware in this matter.

Zhuang Mohan thought to himself that he was not a gentleman at all. He had already stopped being one when he had faked the Four Kingdoms Banquet to embarrass Fan Xian.

"Okay, I've said everything I need to say, and done everything I need to do. It's time for me to go."

Chu Pingsheng stood up and said goodbye.

Zhuang Mohan was thinking about the books he had just received and the matter of summoning his disciples to the palace to propose marriage tomorrow. He had no intention of drinking, so he did not force him to stay and ordered the servants to send him out.

This time, the Jinyiwei people learned their lesson and did not follow them in secret.

He went to a teahouse on the street and listened to some music. He found that people in the capital were no longer talking about his repeated jumping around and slapping faces when the motorcade entered the city. Instead, the subject of heated discussion had changed to Si Lili.

It was said that the Queen Mother had plans to let Si Lili enter the palace as a concubine, but this could not be done because Chu Pingsheng had a close relationship with Si Lili. On the way north, he had committed adultery in broad daylight in front of the envoys from Southern Qing. How could the emperor of Qi take such an unruly woman as his concubine? This involved the dignity of the royal family, even if Si Lili, the secret agent, had made great contributions to Qi.

……

Chu Pingsheng could hear the news wherever he went. It was impossible for Shen Zhong, the commander-in-chief of the Jinyiwei, to be completely unaware of it. He knew about it yesterday evening, and several ministers asked about it during the morning court session this morning, thinking that it was the work of the Jinyiwei. After all, Lord Shen was loyal to the emperor and patriotic, and it was well known to the people of Northern Qi.

But the problem is, this matter has nothing to do with the Jinyiwei. He knew that the Queen Mother deliberately spread false news to test Chu Pingsheng's reaction, so why bother?
Until the afternoon, a captain sent the results of the investigation, saying that the news that Chu Pingsheng and Si Lili had sex in the car several times on the way north was released by the Nanqing delegation. Because it involved Chu Pingsheng and the royal family, it spread quickly in the city. It was difficult to block such gossip. In just one day, several versions had evolved. Some said that Si Lili was pregnant with Chu Pingsheng's child. The evidence was that the nanny sent by the queen mother to the border in advance to force her to have an abortion was torn alive by a white ape. Some said that the emperor was very smart. Even if Si Lili was pregnant, he wanted to take her as a concubine. He wanted to win over Bai Feng. At that time, Qi had two great masters as backers, and it was just around the corner to recover the territory occupied by Qing. Although His Majesty the Emperor was young, he was a man who could endure humiliation and play big chess...

Shen Zhong truly admires these folk storytelling masters.

However, he did not go into the palace immediately to report the result to the empress dowager, because just as he finished getting ready to go out, his subordinates came to report that his sister Shen Wan'er had slipped out to look for Yan Bingyun again, but was stopped by the small flag officer who was following her and would not let her go. She then cried and threatened to jump into the river to commit suicide.

(End of this chapter)