"Quick! Burn the staple food and hide the bundles of millet," announces a frustrated man, whose voice echoes throughout the cave.
"The Brocade-clad guards will be here shortly. Have the peasants drag the additional bags and dump them in the river. Hurry it up!"
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I chuckle nervously, "You see... I don't want to disappoint everyone but I have been a bit preoccupied lately."General Li sighs with despair, "Is that so? I apologize, this was my suggestion in the first place. Co-Commander Xu did not favor the idea of having you with us."Li Shi Zhen shakes hi
"Who's scared of who?" The man utters, picking up the basket of kittens. He reveals the cover, exposing the presence of five kittens.Calico, they are. I smile. "Very well! Has anyone in the audience ever herd kittens? I would like for him or her to identify the gender of the kittens," I ask, but no one seems to reply with a yes.
We wait until some of the storage room watchdogs are drunk and befuddled.By the look of these soldiers, I think it was possible that an invader snuck in.I shake my head.I mean, look at their disposition."It won't be long until they switch sh
The following two days, we observe the territory's actions and movements.Nothing odd or suspicious.The lack of surprise keep us feeling less startled and disoriented, less susceptible to provocations. When we initially attend this mission, however, we thrive on chaos and hope to create antipathy. Yet none of that is occurring.
With the case solved, I return back to the Yuan Manor while General Li and Sir Xu report to the Emperor about their findings.Upon hearing about General Yu Hao's futile attempt to hide hundreds of bags of Millets, the Emperor becomes infuriated. He immediately imprisons the General, carrying out a death sentence.
It has only been a day after Xi Ning's wedding.And so..How did this happen?
Sir Xu's gaze rests vacantly at Rong Yi, then deliberately at me. "How do you know I won't take responsibility for her future?"Ah, this smooth talker—I wiggle my arms from both of them, "Excuse me, has anyone ask for my input? These arms belong to
We end up having the brocade-clad guards bury the little boy's mother and his infant sister. A melancholic feeling rests within me as I watch the little boy combat his tears. "Mother said big boys don't cry."His name is Wan Xiao Liang, a seven year old boy who lived with his mother. She was pregnant with his little sister and recently gave birth. Due to the unhealthy water supply and inadequate food, his little sister Wan Yan Yan was born weaker and more fragile than the average baby.