Don’t Mess with that Turtle
Chapter 435 - 435 88 Do You Want to Be a Real Empress_2

435: Chapter 88: Do You Want to Be a Real Empress?_2 435: Chapter 88: Do You Want to Be a Real Empress?_2 Is there still a way to live in this city?

One child every day, one adult every three days, just waiting to be eaten.

But the result…

a bizarre combination turned out to be exceptionally reliable!

Even some members of the former city lord’s family managed to sneak out and find some Sect to subdue demons.

However, they were instead suppressed by that Sect and sent straight back to the City Lord’s Mansion.

Half a year on, the Snake Demoness, now the city’s beloved female prime minister, won over the hearts of the populace.

Which prime minister would help commoners solve marriage problems or organize matchmaking events?

The prime minister of Changfeng City would!

Even after seeing her often, people started to believe that she truly was the most beautiful woman in the world.

Women in the city vied to imitate her, failing to learn her serpent’s tail and feathery wings, but why not learn to sway like the wind and willow?

Even this trend of imitation spread from Changfeng City to all directions.

Ya Ya ran and jumped about, reaching the West City Old Dog Noodle House after a short while of frolic.

The noodle house was small but very clean.

As soon as Ya Ya entered, the owner flicked his towel with a snap.

“Customers have come, eighty bowls of stewed meat noodles!” he shouted, guiding Ya Ya upstairs where it was quieter and the view was better.

He knew the young city lord liked to stand up high and look over the entire city.

No sooner had Ya Ya sat down than bowls of stewed meat noodles were served one after the other.

The little girl started slurping them down vigorously.

As soon as she finished one bowl, she reached for the next, and in no time, empty bowls were stacked one after another.

After eighty bowls, she patted her round belly contently and let out a satisfied burp, tossing a string of Copper Coins on the table.

She picked her teeth in an unladylike manner and jumped straight out the window.

“Snap!” The sound of a breaking bowl rang out as she crushed one under her foot.

Ya Ya blinked in surprise.

Although she had not formally begun her cultivation, movements within a hundred miles could not escape her notice.

She hadn’t noticed a beggar here at all just now!

The old beggar stared straight at his broken bowl and lunged over to hug Ya Ya’s leg, wailing loudly, “You’ve smashed my bowl, you’ve smashed my bowl, now you must give me another one!”

Ya Ya leaped away, “Here, here, here!

Do you want one made of clay or lacquered wood?

I’ll get you one!”

Since taking over the City Lord’s Mansion, they scavenged a pile of useless stuff.

Golden Jade Magate, coral jewelry, lacquerware, silk—what are those things good for if you can’t eat or spend them?

Why keep so many?

They say they’re expensive too!

Just one item could feed a commoner for half a lifetime.

But the old beggar shook his head like a rattle, “I don’t want those things, I want a secure job!”

??

Ya Ya didn’t understand.

Wouldn’t eating from an iron bowl give a taste of rust?

The old beggar explained, “I learned to read at three, studied scriptures at four, and began to write at five.

I know military tactics, understand myriad things, and am versed in Yin and Yang.

Am I not fit for a meal at the City Lord’s Mansion?”

So that was what he meant by a “secure job.”

Ya Ya patted his shoulder and leaned in to whisper to the old beggar, “Old man, haven’t you listened to too many storytellers?”

The old beggar was taken aback.

Ya Ya had already slipped away and ran off without looking back.

If you want to be an official, just take the City Lord’s Mansion exam properly!

Why stop me?

I don’t have the authority to appoint officials.

Aunt Qing and that nasty Toad don’t allow me to handle such matters!

Just because I wanted to make Aunt Tian’s dog, Big Yellow, the captain of the City Lord’s Mansion’s guard squad?

That puppy really is adorable though!

Ya Ya hopped away, leaving the scene.

From the kitchen of the old dog noodle house, two women emerged, looking at the old beggar with puzzled expressions.

The old beggar blinked his dazed eyes, “The two Fairies may laugh if they wish, this Taoist can handle it.”

The two cooks finally smiled behind their hands.

“I told Mr.

Xuanzhen long ago that our little Princess is unique.

If he truly has something important, he shouldn’t beat around the bush.

It’s best to go directly to the City Lord’s Mansion to find her!” said a beautiful cook.

The other cook added, “Of course, it would be best to also talk to our young master, to avoid any misunderstandings.”

The old beggar opened his mouth, stood up, and his appearance and clothes changed at once.

In a blink, he transformed into an ordinary-looking but infinitely sage Taoist.

He bowed to the two cooks, “Thanks to the two Fairies, I shall go directly to the City Lord’s Mansion.”

After speaking, he looked at the cooks again, “Why aren’t you two the head chefs at the City Lord’s Mansion, instead of running a shop here?”

The two cooks smiled and returned the gesture, “The little Princess has a free spirit, doesn’t like to stay in the City Lord’s Mansion, and prefers to frolic outside.

But she’s too young and can’t eat any random thing, so we had to open a shop outside to accompany her!”

It wasn’t just the Old Dog Noodle House—these two could lurk in any eating establishment in the city.

The Taoist burst into laughter, “Green Thunder is taking grandfatherly care, even more so than other people’s grandmothers!”

He laughed as he stepped out, heading towards the City Lord’s Mansion.

The two cooks looked at each other, “Mr.

Xuanzhen is praising our Divine God, isn’t he?”

“Yes!” the other confirmed.

Isn’t it a compliment to have raised his granddaughter well?

Ya Ya, bouncing along, had played for most of the day before returning to the City Lord’s Mansion.

Aunt Qing and the Toad were not there, busy with something day after day.

Changfeng City was not small, with a radius of fifty miles, but it actually didn’t need much managing!

As long as the constables patrolled properly, preventing troubles, and everything was well planned, the citizens would take care of the rest on their own.

Ya Ya bounced back to her bedroom, only to find an old Taoist slumped at her door, sullenly sipping wine while watching her with a grin.

“You’re back again?” Though his appearance had changed, he was the old beggar from earlier, wasn’t he?

Very impressive, yet I didn’t notice him.

Had I not seen him with my own eyes, I wouldn’t have been able to sense him at all, not even with my eyes closed.

His Taoist robes are truly ugly.

If he is a Taoist, why act like a beggar?

Has Changfeng City really gone to such dire straits that even Taoists have to beg?