My Lady Always Lacks Ambition
Chapter 155 - 154: Eating Sunflower Seeds, Watching the Drama!

Chapter 155: Chapter 154: Eating Sunflower Seeds, Watching the Drama!

Assistant Zhao felt truly cursed. First, he was sternly warned by Prince Rui for no reason, which left him trembling, fearing that any minor mistake could cause him to lose his official position. Hence, he sent his subordinates to find out what exactly Prince Rui had been doing since arriving in Li City.

"Sir, Prince Rui just visited Qingping Temple to offer incense. He hasn’t been out much. I was afraid that Prince Rui might notice my presence and spoil your plans, so I didn’t keep a close watch. Also, there seem to be others staying with him at his residence."

"Just went to Qingping Temple?" Assistant Zhao was surprised.

"Yes."

"He still believes in Daoism?"

"I don’t know about that, Sir. However, Qingping Temple has been reopened in recent years to welcome believers and provides porridge and medicine during winters and famines. Although its incense offerings are not as grand as Wuxiang Temple, they are considered excellent, and I’ve heard their Peace Fortune charms are very effective."

Assistant Zhao was somewhat skeptical and scoffed, "Even better than Wuxiang Temple’s peace charms? That temple has been around for a hundred years, and its incense is the most coveted across several counties."

"That’s true, Sir."

While his subordinate spoke well of it, in his mind he pondered if Qingping Temple’s Daoist temple was not inferior to that of Wuxiang Temple.

Assistant Zhao curled his fingers and gently tapped on the table, silently pondering. Prince Rui wouldn’t have come just to offer incense. Could it be that Qingping Temple had such a renowned reputation? It didn’t seem likely.

He did wish to establish good relations with Prince Rui, but the latter was not someone who could be easily persuaded.

While he was lost in thought, a noisy commotion suddenly erupted from outside, making Assistant Zhao displeased. He yelled, "Who is causing such a racket outside? Don’t they know any manners?"

"Sir, Sir, it’s bad! A group of fierce and menacing people are outside shouting and demanding that we hand over Aunt Zheng. The gatekeepers, fearing they might make a mistake, reported our family name, but they paid no heed and are almost breaking in."

"What? Who dares to act so recklessly at Zhao Family’s residence? Do they want to die?" Assistant Zhao slammed the table and stood up.

Furious, he headed out and met Mrs. Zheng along the way, who was also shocked and couldn’t believe that someone would dare to cause trouble at their doorstep.

To be honest, being a fifth-rank official in the Imperial household, Assistant Zhao qualified for the imperial decree that required officials of fifth-rank and above to send show girls to the palace selection.

Moreover, as a favored follower of the esteemed Imperial Concubine Meng, who would dare to provoke him so easily?

Therefore, Assistant Zhao, thanks to his cousin being the Third Grandmother from the Meng family, had been leading a smooth and successful life. And now someone dared to provoke him?

"Sir."

"What happened?" Assistant Zhao asked as he walked, "I heard there’s a group causing trouble? And they specifically want to see Li Niang?"

"I don’t know either." Mrs. Zheng was also bewildered.

"And where is Li Niang? Can’t you bring her out to ask her directly?"

Mrs. Zheng replied, "She ate breakfast and then went out saying she wanted to shop."

Hearing this, Assistant Zhao felt a twinge of guilt. He had forgotten that just previously, Mrs. Xiao Zheng had complained, insisting he take a stance, and had also managed to take a thousand taels of silver notes from him—something he had kept from his wife.

As the two of them walked outside, they hadn’t even reached the front gate when from afar, they heard a scream followed by a figure flying toward them.

Thump.

The gatekeeper, who was kicked to the ground, rolled right at Assistant Zhao’s feet, stirring up a cloud of dust.

Pfft.

Seeing Assistant Zhao, the gatekeeper opened his mouth to call out ’Sir’, but before he could, a mouthful of blood sprayed out, landing squarely on Assistant Zhao’s new boots.

Assistant Zhao: "!"

Gatekeeper: My fate is sealed!

He closed his eyes, pretending to have fainted.

"Rubbish." Assistant Zhao’s feet rubbed blood on him as he hastened his steps to exit. This is too much, completely disregarding him, Zhao Ping!

Mrs. Zheng looked at the gatekeeper and quickly ordered a servant, "Quick, go to Changsheng Hall and call for a doctor."

Hopefully no one truly barges in, avoiding any harm to the children in the house.

Assistant Zhao stepped out; it was chaotic all around, as the household servants were trying to stop a group of guards dressed in black mystical robes from storming the residence, making a lot of noise. Many townspeople surrounded them, pointing and murmuring.

Assistant Zhao, so furious he almost passed out, took off the waist plate he carried and ordered his secretary, "Quickly take my token to the office and call the city guards over."

The secretary obediently agreed.

Assistant Zhao then placed his hands on his hips and roared, "Everyone stop right now!"

The chaotic scene instantly quieted for a moment.

Assistant Zhao glanced at his own obviously beaten servants, who looked terribly disheveled and stared at the intruders, "Who are you? Do you know where this is, daring to act recklessly at the official’s residence? Who gave you such audacity?"

"What great authority Lord Zhao has indeed!"

A haughty and domineering voice came from a splendid carriage at the front gate.

Assistant Zhao stared at the flashy carriage, which was gorgeous and eye-catching. He felt slightly familiar but couldn’t remember where he had seen it before.

He focused on the carriage and saw the thick curtains being pulled back; a young man with a pale, fair face, wearing a fire-red gold brocade robe and a gold waist belt encrusted with red and blue sapphires, with his hair half tied up and the rest draped over his shoulders, came into view.

Assistant Zhao’s eyelids twitched; this pretty-faced youth looked somewhat familiar, and his demeanor...

He noticed servants rolling out a red carpet from the carriage to the residence’s doors, and another servant dressed like a lackey crouched beside the carriage, bending over to allow the opulent young master to step directly onto him and down onto the red carpet.

"Wow!"

The crowd around exclaimed in astonishment.

Qin Liuxi, who had come from Changsheng Hall two streets away, happened to witness this scene and murmured appreciatively, "Such a person of refined taste, so domineering, such a playboy—truly an idol who embodies the peak aspirations of playboys!"

The person next to her: "!"

Why does this tone sound somewhat admiring?

Chen Pi also squeezed to her side; seeing the young master, he was wide-eyed and said, "Master, is this young pretty-face a Yin person?"

Qin Liuxi observed the young man’s features—naturally noble—and said, "All the wealth and nobility from his ancestors have concentrated on him. He probably has a very light Eight Characters with heavy Yin energy. He might have the same type as your sister."

"Born in Yin year, Yin month, Yin day, and Yin hour?" Chen Pi’s voice was very low, "If so, no wonder that young master is wearing so many Amulets and Magic Artifacts."

People fully Yin naturally become the targets for ghosts and demons, prime candidates for Evil Cultivation to use as stoves. Regardless of gender, even if not used as direct stoves, they could assist in cultivating evil magic.

However, those on the Evil Path, having a certain cultivation level, are harder to find than Lonely Souls, which are common. Right now, not far from this young master, there are quite a few soul bodies eyeing him greedily.

No wonder he carries all those Amulets; otherwise, with his frail frame, who knows how many souls would have possessed him.

"Master, you say..." Chen Pi paused in his question, looking at his Family Head who wore a speechless expression.

Qin Liuxi hummed a sound, grabbed a handful of melon seeds from somewhere, and handed them over: "Here, eat some seeds, watch the show!"