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Yuan City was clear-headed: confused! Xia City was so close to us. At this time, how dare anyone sit on the fence? Did they really think the Second Prince couldn't see through it?
As soon as he said this, the other two snapped back to reality. Indeed, the Crown Prince was far away, while the Second Prince was right in front of them! Even if they wanted to align with the Crown Prince, they had to consider the Imperial Sword in the Second Prince's hand, which could strike first and report later!
It seemed like there was a choice, but in reality, there was none. The three exchanged glances and found their companion wearing a bitter smile: then it was settled. Since they were going to board the Second Prince's ship, they should do it wholeheartedly, without hesitation or leaving any handles for others to grasp.
I suggested that we head to Xia City right away; only then could we show the Second Prince our sincerity. The County Lieutenant nodded in agreement but added, "Visiting empty-handed is not appropriate."
Someone under my command had reported that the Second Prince had sent people to Yuan City’s Pearl Manor and there seemed to have been a conflict. Upon hearing this, Yuan City lit up with excitement: such a thing happened! Just when they needed a pillow for their sleep, they quickly set out to investigate and prepare a gift for the Second Prince!
Meetings like this one in Yuan City were happening one after another across Jiangnan. Within a single province, all counties and districts were suddenly heading toward Xia City.
In Xia City, at the Second Prince's residence, Song Qiao received relevant news and hurried to report to Xu Lie: "Your Highness, good news! Everyone from Jiangnan is rushing here with their officials." They all wanted to attend Your Highness's invitation on August First to witness the execution of Zhao Jue.
Xu Lie ate his meal in silence, somewhat disinterested: "I know."
It wasn't that ancient food was bad; at least given Xu Lie's current status, no matter what he ate, the ingredients were certainly top-notch and fresh. But lacking many modern seasonings made it taste just average.
For Xu Lie, after the initial novelty of crossing into this world wore off, these meals became just that—meals. As he ate, he unexpectedly thought of Lu Youyou, that silly girl who had promised to eat with him.
Was this being sentimental? He had clearly resolved to stir up trouble in every Drama World and cause chaos continuously; why did he suddenly think of that foolish girl?
Strangely enough, Xu Lie did not feel repulsed by this thought. If one had to describe it, a kite that appears to soar freely in the sky is actually tethered by a string from beginning to end; anyone would find that confining and long for freedom. Yet Xu Lie felt he was not like a kite at all; rather, he resembled a giant ship on an endless sea, riding the winds and waves, traversing the oceans, stirring up storms. In moments of feeling lost, he suddenly found a safe harbor.
Song Qiao keenly sensed that his lord was in a bad mood and was somewhat at a loss as to how to console him. After following Xu Lie for so many days, Song Qiao had come to realize that his lord was undoubtedly a wise ruler. During this period, he had primarily been responsible for clearing land, cutting timber, and shipbuilding related matters. He was neither fond of gambling nor lustful; he treated others well and could easily be called a sage. If he were to ascend the throne, it would be a blessing for all under heaven.
Gradually, as Song Qiao contemplated how to repay his lord's kindness, he found himself becoming increasingly loyal. With his lord in a foul mood at present, Song Qiao couldn't help but think of doing something for him: "Shall I call for some dancers to perform before your meal?"
"Forget it." Xu Lie remembered that he used to enjoy watching dances when he first arrived in Xia City, attending performances more than three times a day. There were only so many routines, and while they possessed a certain classical beauty, seeing them too often became tiresome; there were no fresh variations left. It was akin to how Xu Lie used to enjoy foot baths in his previous life—he would go once every two weeks, and each time left him in good spirits. However, if he were to have them three times a day, he would soon grow weary of it.
Too much of anything is excessive.
After sending Song Qiao away, Xu Lie thought that once he finished with the Cang Hai Jue and the Drama World, he could take some time to explore.
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