The pri minister didn't say anything to after the morning conference. He got into his litter. I opened the curtain and asked, "Pri Minister, where are we heading?'
The pri minister opened an eye and fud, "What insolence. Why are you not calling 'teacher'? Are you disobeying His Majesty's edict?"
"I am showing you respect," I explained while touching my nose. "Without your permission, I would not dare to address the leader of the imperial court in such an intimate manner."
The pri minister looked at out the corner of his eye: "So, you respect ? Does this old one need to thank you?"
"Absolutely not. This humble one does not desire promotions. If you do not mind treating this humble one to a al sowhere, then this one would be sincerely grateful."
"You little…!" The pri minister blew his beard but was gleeful: "Hahaha, your weird deanour is the identical to your patriarch! Whatever, this old one isn't going to waste ti with you and your hijinks. His Majesty is only interested in developing the two runts. This old one will return your freedom to you once the case is solved. We can skip the pleasantries."
The pri minister was very laid back; he didn't seem bothered despite offending him at Eight Deities Tavern. But, uh… about that case…
I rember His Majesty gave us three cases; nevertheless, the pri minister had yet to open the accordion. The pri minister sounded as though he knew what the contents were. I folded my arms and deliberated. The ministers back in the conference room didn't appear to know what the contents were. As only the pri minister knew, he must've hashed it out with His Majesty already. Ignoring , the pri minister waved his hand: "Head to Dongpo Restaurant."
"Hmm?! Pri minister, this one is absolutely an upright and honest individual. This one is not that easy. Moreover, we would have to line up at this hour; that is not wise, is it?"
"Haha, this old one knew you followed the sa way of life. We both pursue oesophagus, I ant, the apex of cuisine! How can one discuss business without a table of quality wine and dishes?"
You bet my eyes sparkled, ears perked up, sll enhanced and temples pulsated as though my strength grew ten years' worth.
'God! Heavens! Why was Pri Minister Li not the shifu to take in back then?!'
The pri minister and I enjoyed a joyous conversation on the way to Dongpo Restaurant. He possessed vast knowledge of cuisine, particularly since he travelled across the lands when he was younger. He was an expert in foods from various regions. He even knew the rare mantis shrimp I ntioned to him. He was undisputedly amazing.
Yan Bei suddenly reported, "Pri Minister, we have arrived."
There was an ocean for a crowd outside Dongpo Restaurant as I said there would be.
The pri minister stroked his beard: "Oh, mantis shrimp, I an, Young Ming, let's go."
'Pri minister, that's quite the fashionable diss…'
The pri minister got off his litter. He carried a small bag on his back. He looked at the crowd then said to his servant, "You can all head back."
Surprised, Yan Bei asked, "Pri minister, how can I leave you alone?"
The other subordinates imdiately expressed agreent with Yan Bei. The pri minister replied, "I'm just having a al. What could possibly happen?"
"Pri minister, you are the foundation of the nation. Should anything happ-"
"Nothing will happen. Even if a mishap does happen, I have a bodyguard," interjected the pri minister, pointing to confidently. "I have Young Ming with , don't I?"
'Excusies, but why are you bringing yours truly into your argunt?'
What could I do? It wasn't easy living as soone famous. Gold always gleams.
'I'm surprised soone can see why I'm special when I've made sure to hide my identity to leech off the imperial court. Worry not, pri minister. With here, nobody will be able to harm you.'
Right as I finished my thought, Yan Bei irately exclaid, "He looks like a nobody. How can he possibly protect you?!"
'Hey! Excuse , but you are going too far! Who you calling a nobody? The fuck do I look like to you, a widow in a village way up on a mountain?!! I could kill you with my alias! I could kill you just standing next to you! You want to see the list of nas I cursed to death?! You'd wet your pants!'
Pri minister: "Young Ming is an adept from Mount Daluo. His shifu, Daoist Wushan, is a hero in the North. Don't embarrass yourselves in front of him with your child's play."
Yan Bei scowled at : "Really?"
Pri minister: "I shall take ten canes for every false word."
'Hey, hey, pri minister, I'm very grateful for your assistance; however, your subordinates clearly don't believe you. Yan Bei is looking at as if he's staring at trash! His gaze says, 'I could beat twenty of him!!''
Pri Minister Li stroked his beard: "What? You don't believe ? Young Ming, show him what you got."
Yan Bei and his colleagues stepped back. He made a, "Let's see what you got," gesture.
'You can't set up, like this! Why are you making work just because you can't order your people around?! Now what? Shall I perform Tai Chi?'
Yan Bei: "rely performing techniques or speaking is not enough. You need to spar with us."
So, we ended up going to an alley. Yan Bei folded his muscular arms. Due to his impulsiveness, he spoke with a regretful undertone beneath his frigid look: "I'll let you follow the pri minister today if you can defeat any one of us."
'Okay, fuck it! I don't want that reward. I do want to dine at Dongpo Restaurant, but I don't necessarily have to dine with the pri minister. Win a fight to win the right to dine with an old gramps? I'm not into that fetish!!'
"What? You don't want to accept? Are you toying with our honour as warriors? I knew you were just running your mouth. We've never heard of any of your accomplishnts, but you are far from upright. There are countless scandals of you and the pretty young constable at Liu Shan n, and I see it's true. Do gay n lose their backbone?"
As Yan Bei spoke, his subordinates kept disdainfully spouting, "Exactly, exactly."
'I don't want to hear that from you, you gramps-loving freaks! At the very least, I'm paired up with Su Xiao, while you're going after an old grandpa. You sure you want to play this ga with ?!!'
One of the particularly large subordinates was done listening. He charged over to , shouting. The pri minister stroked his beard and chuckled. He said, "Yan Bei, have you forgotten Young Ming's alias? Strength cos from one's efforts. Luck is granted by the heavens. You th-."
Before the pri minister could finish, the man charging at fulfilled the prophecy and slipped. The montum combined with his weight resulted in him crashing straight into a wall and cracking it.
"Think you can win against the heavens?" finished the pri minister.
Everyone was stupefied. Their gazes said: "What luck! Is he a deity?"
The truth was I used celestial spider silk to trip him. A physical strength specialist, such as him, wouldn't have fallen on flat ground, otherwise.
Yan Bei, stunned, stuttered, "L-Liu Shan's Plague?"
'… Didn't you just say you didn't know , and I was nobody?! Where did you get that alias from?! My face?! I have the face of a plague?! Huh?!!'
Notes:
*Oesophagus and cuisine - The pri minister used "food dao (literally)", which actually ans oesophagus. Food Dao isn't a real concept/term; he made the phrase up. He realised his made up term was misleading, which was why he corrected himself to, "Pursue the apex of cuisine".
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