The north of the capital extends out to the grain-producing region. There is a large river that flows from west to east, with towns and villages scattered here and there.
Where the south grew rice, the north grew sorghum and wheat. There were forests up further north, and beyond that was the mountain range. Northward beyond the forest, was the Shi Northern Province[note][/note]. It wasnt under the direct jurisdiction of the emperor.
The area where the capital was centred was the Ka Province[note][/note]. There were three other large provinces, and several tens of small provinces as if to fill the gaps.
Shi Northern. You can sohow expect what it entails by seeing the na. The high official called Shishou originated from the Shi Northern Province.
(What was it again, the founding story?)
The country Maomao resided in was called Rii[note][/note]. A simple country na of only a single character. That alone illustrated the founding story of this country.
Three Blades[note][/note] below the Grass[note]. Becos in radical form.[/note]. The grass had the aning of Ka[note][/note]. This represented the founding emperor of this country. According to the story, it was said to be a woman. The blade represented the warriors it was said that there were three warriors that accompanied the founder.
Maomao had a feeling it was a lot more complicated when it is spoken in detail, but as she was yawning as she listened, she didnt really rember. What she barely rembered was that the blades were different sized. The blade on top was bigger compared to the two beneath it.
For that reason, she also understood the reason why the current emperor cannot raise his head.
North, in other words, the Blade on Top,as the high officials like to call it, was the place said to do leisurely things like falconry. The emperor didnt co as expected, but it was said all the renowned people were gathered.
All this, was explained to her by the military officer before her eyes.
Currently, Maomao was travelling in a bumpy horse carriage. The speed of the horse carriage was about two-and-a-half li[note], a unit of distance that is approximately 3.927 kiloters or 2.44 miles.[/note] (10km) in a half-dual-hour (1 hour). Hasnt it already run for three-dual-hours (6 hours)?
(My butt hurts.)
Even if she revealed her honest feelings, and wanted to try improving the current situation, for the ti being, she laid out a sitting cushion underneath. Everyone was in the sa position; nothing could be done of it even if she complained. Maomao kept silent and looked outside.
Although it was Shishous invitation, it truly was difficult to go from the capital to the Shi Northern Province. It wasnt a distance where you can return ho in one or two days. Even Shishou was taking up residence in the capital. The Shi Northern Province was governed by Shishous clan.
Lets see now, the military officer who explained to Maomao what she wasnt interested in was Basen. With a sour look, he briefly sumd it up to Maomao, then went silent with his arms crossed. Just like that, the officials who were riding the horse carriage with them looked worn out, as they were in the sa carriage as them.
It seems they couldnt sleep before a superior officer who appears to have a high rank despite being still young. Jinshi and Gaoshun were riding in a different horse carriage.
There was a bit of drool around Maomaos mouth, but it was amusing.
Seeing Maomao like that, Basen clicked his tongue.
Why is Father[note], chichi-ue. Very formal[/note], to this girl
(Father, is it?)
Its no wonder it was a face Irecognise from sowhere, she thought. This man, was Gaoshuns son.
(Gaoshun and Basen huh.)
There was sothing she was stuck on, but lets not say it out loud.
The eunuch Gaoshun having a son hm, she thought at first, but when she considered it, it doesnt an that eunuchs were eunuchs since they were born. Basing it on his age, it wouldnt be unusual for him to have even one or two children.
After hearing about this, Maomao thought about the head maid in her thirties who was in the Jade Palace. Maomao knew that since the head maid was in a workplace where she has too little etings, recently, she has been muttering that even eunuchs were fine recently, and looked at Gaoshun a lot.
During that, she saw from the window that they were approaching a large estate.
WhenBasen relaxed his crossed arms as they were finally there, the other officials were relieved. Maomao gazed at the estate awestruck as she rubbed her backside.
The estate was very much imposing. As the town itself wasnt that large, lets take this place as a different world. It should be a construction of sufficient scale for people with critical eyes from the capital to stay in.
The roof of the three-storey building had conspicuous red pillars that imitated the shape of beasts. There was a moat around the estate, where carp the colour of brocade[note]Red, yellow and white[/note] swam in.
Here and there, dragons and tigers covered up the inside of the stucco wall. It must have been carefully constructed by craftsn with trowels. It was a decor that was hardly seen in the capital.
Maomao was taking a long hard look when she was poked from her side. When she looked up, Basen was glaring at her, so she ekly trailed after him.
When she entered the room she was guided into, Jinshi was listlessly stretched out on the couch. There was sweltering-hued cloth on the table. She realised that was a hood.
(I see.)
It was a sin to be too beautiful. To think that he needed to specifically bring even a mask to hide from everyone when he goes to faraway places. Certainly, this man could even stop the hearts of innocent town girls with just a smile. It was a good graciously troubleso face.
As this room was for guests, she understood that basing from the arrangent of the estate, the highest floor was for guests only. Even the fixtures and furniture were splendid, but since she was accustod to these from the Jade Palace and Jinshis building, she estimated it was sothing like that. Even so, it was a satisfactory room for the guest of honour.
At any rate, this room is hot, Maomao thought. The windows were closed. Instead, there were lanterns. She wanted to loosen her collar, but since she couldnt possibly do that, she endured.
Jinshi was already baring his chest. She subconsciously faced him with eyes like she was looking at a crushed frog for the first ti a while. It must be because there was only Maomao, Gaoshun, and Basen in the room. This look of relaxation is-.
It looked like there were shadows on Jinshis face. Could it be a trick of the wavering light from the lanterns?
What do I call him here?
Basen asked Gaoshun.
It is as usual within the room. Outside, call Kousen[note], Xiang Quan in Chinese.[/note].
Certainly, Kousen-sama.
It was Jinshi who answered on behalf of Gaoshun.
Oh, Maomao tilted her head, looking at Gaoshun. Gaoshun, while stroking his chin, looked at Jinshi, and Jinshi looked at Maomao with squinted eyes.
At that scene, Basen was even more doubtful. He stalked over to Gaoshun,
Father, what is this supposed to an?
He asked.
Gaoshun, his expression slightly clouded, signalled with his eyes to Jinshi. And then, he dragged Basens arms to the corner of the room for so reason and spoke to him furtively. From whatever Gaoshun had said, Basen looked at Maomao in surprise. And then, as if Gaoshun was against that, he shut up and dropped a fist on his son.
What are they doing? Maomao thought, but since it wasnt like she was interested in it, she decided to put away the baggage for the ti being. If she didnt do her work properly, Suiren will get angry afterward.
Falconry was tomorrow, so they were staying over in the estate today.
There was a night banquet being held in the garden, but Jinshi and the others werent in the state to go outside. With the window shut, they just wasted ti reading books and playing go.
The room was hot, but it beca sowhat better when they received ice. Having it brought over by a fast horse from an ice room, in sumr, was the highest grade of luxury.
Since Maomao was looking at the ice extrely enviously, Gaoshun snuck so ice shards over to her. He really is a thoughtful eunuch.
If its like that, we might as well just open the windows, Maomao thought, and blurted out the question.
Why arent we opening the windows?
She had asked Gaoshun, but it was Jinshi who spoke.
For starters, go food taste the dinner.
Youll know when you do it, Jinshi said with an amazed expression.
As she was told, when the dinner was carried over, Maomao served it on a small dish and began the usual food tasting.
.
You should know now.
Jinshi looked at the extravagant al with amazent. The als that were carried on the cart seed like the highest cuisine that made the best use of the ingredients though.
To think its suppon at. This again.
Suppon. Turtle at. A creature that wont let go when it bites at you once. Its fresh blood is used as a vitality drug. Of course, its at seems to also have that effect.
She tasted the aperitif too. Fruit juice was added to make it seem like it was refreshing there was sothing considerably intense was added.
From the aperitif to the appetiser, side dishes, main dishes, even the fruit, it was heaped with ingredients that made you vigorous.
Gaoshun silently prepared the portable food he took out from the baggage. It seems he was going to have a modest dinner with the long-awaited cuisines before his eyes.
Are you not going to eat? Theres no poison.
Even if theres no poison, its not sothing you can eat. Or, should I say, you cant eat it with composure.
I cant believe it, she looked at Jinshi and Gaoshun with those eyes. Basen was boiling water in the corner of the room. Wasnt it really hot?
Its really delicious. Itll arouse suspicions if we leave it, so may I eat it?
Do whatever you want!
Jinshi looked at the satisfied Maomaos face, and he squinted, lips slightly puckered.
Maomao ate the suppon soup like it was delicious.
Jinshi stared at her doing that.
Is it tasty? That.
Indeed, I dont have good mories of suppon, but this is good.
What is it? This mory.
Jinshi, with a bit of great interest, picked up the bowl of soup.
Its not a big deal though.
Maomao was her foster fathers assistant ever since she was young. She had also gone to buy dicinal ingredients from the market, but in the middle of that, she ca across good-for-nothing adults. They were exhibitionists, who untie their sashes and clothes, fully exposing themselves. There were many in winter.
The surprised Maomao was about to run away, but she unintentionally threw the package in her hands.
So that package was a suppon that was alive, and that
Ahh, enough. Enough. You dont have to say it.
Jinshi put down the bowl and made a distant stare. Gaoshun and his son did the sa.
(It was popular with the prostitutes though.)
As I thought, the story doesnt suit people with good upbringing, Maomao put down the emptied dish.
But, it really is a waste, Maomao thought.
The other things aside from suppon are also delicious though. Is it really fine to not eat it?
It was iffy that she was recomnding a half-eaten al, but it wasnt an amount that Maomao can finish alone. And besides, reconstituted dried at and rice wont fill up the bellies of three n.
Is it okay to eat?
Jinshi asked Maomao to make sure.
Go ahead.
Its waste to have to leave it, Maomao thought.
Is it really okay?
Jinshi looked at Maomao intently.
I dont understand why hes asking this much, Maomao tilted her head, and Gaoshun entered from her side. He gave a tiny shake of his head for so reason, and Jinshi reluctantly nodded.
Im good. Basen, you can eat it.
If Kousen-sama says so.
Basen sat on the seat humbly. Maomao passed over a cup of the aperitif.
He slowly drank that down.
Its tasty.
Thats good to hear.
Just that.
Just that?
Basen stopped moving, and blood trickled down his nose.
His face was bright red, and he looked like he was holding back on sothing. When Jinshi peered at his face, he trembled in surprise.
Why, is this girl fine?
Even if you ask why.
Her constitution is like that, theres no other way to say it.
Basens eyes were glassy. His cheeks were flushed, he was looking around like he was seeking for sothing.
Basen, hurry up and sleep.
I understand, father.
Basen tried to stumble over to the room next door and collapsed just like that.
What is wrong?
When Maomao asked,
Let him sleep here. Ill sleep in the room next door.
Jinshi said.
Jinshi-sama, Ill properly carry him to his room.
Arent you tired?
But.
If Jinshi says it that way, Gaoshun put his doubled-over son to sleep on a bed with a canopy. Maomao also more or less helped. Since he looked like he was sweltering, when they loosened his collar, his complexion beca slightly better. So nose blood got onto the sheets, she was slightly sorry.
Jinshi slept in the room next door. Maomao was permitted to use the room next to his.
Its such a luxury to have a room to myself, Maomao thought. She took a bath. It was a small bit of happiness.
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