Chapter 114 - 106: The Time It Takes to Drink a Cup of Tea
Chapter 114: Chapter 106: The Time It Takes to Drink a Cup of Tea
When Chu Yu’s false identity was creating a big buzz in Jiankang, she herself had no choice but to leave Jiankang City.
The reason was that Liu Ziyue was no longer satisfied with making secret visits under disguise at his feet, and, after being assisted by Chu Yu several times in “draw sword to help when seeing injustice,” his childish vanity highly inflated, he planned to make his visits further afield.
Dealing with a teenager in his rebellious phase is really difficult. Chu Yu was complaining in her mind while she began to prepare and plan. Fortunately, her arrangements had already been solidified, with no major chaos; she had a teahouse opened under the name of Yu Zichu, called “Can also cleanse the heart,” using the same type of teaware as those used in the tea parties. Although the teahouse was opened under someone else’s name, most people knew that the financial backer behind it was “Yu Zichu,” yet only a very few were aware of the deeper identity behind the scenes.
The teahouse was run by a talent provided by Wang Yizhi, with the combined reputation of “Yu Zichu” and Wang Yizhi, and the power of the Wang family, anyone in Jiankang City who wanted to suppress or find fault had to think twice.
There were no obstacles in the court; the Emperor was to make a tour, which was his legitimate right, but this time he was not sneaking out of the palace, but openly went on a tour with full propriety. The courtiers briefly took care of the Emperor’s safety, and sent more troops for protection, and then there was nothing else.
The destination for the tour was set in Huiji, Shan Yin, which happened to be Chu Yu’s fief, a very rich and prosperous area, and Princess of Shan Yin’s income mainly came from two sources: one was the Emperor’s grant, and the other was the tribute from the fief.
Choosing Shan Yin County as the destination was instigated by Chu Yu. First, this was her own base and she felt more secure, and second, Chu Yu also wanted to see for herself what her fief looked like.
Liu Ziyue returned from the court session and informed Chu Yu, who was waiting for the details, that the tour would start after seven days, a timeline urgently pushed by Liu Ziyue’s strong request. After all, an Emperor’s journey was a major event, requiring many arrangements; if they followed the normal rules slowly, they might still be in Jiankang City after a month.
He mentioned some precautions for the tour, and managed to deceive Liu Ziyue into agreeing to let Jiran accompany him like in the TV series where Kangxi made his secret visits with a monk. Only then did Chu Yu say goodbye to Liu Ziyue, preparing to return to arrange her own family affairs, but before she had even reached the Imperial Palace Gate, she was stopped.
The person blocking her way stood at the Imperial Palace Gate; Chu Yu was almost overshadowed by his figure. She lowered her eyes to look at the ground, then raised her eyes towards him, smiling and saying, “General Shen, it seems this is the second time you’ve stopped me. I am a princess, after all. As a subject, don’t you think this is too disrespectful?”
Although the old man in front of her had taken off his armor, merely wearing court attire, up close he still emanated an aura of military might, especially with a face full of dignity and murderous intent, the almost completely unmasked hostility made Chu Yu very uncomfortable.
This person was Shen Qingzhi, the veteran general of the Southern Dynasty, the protector deity of Liu Song, with a man in his forties standing beside him, also in court attire, much shorter than Shen Qingzhi, and quite plain-looking.
Shen Qingzhi said indifferently, “Are you afraid, Princess? If you’re scared, then don’t mislead His Majesty into carelessly placing himself into danger.”
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Chu Yu scoffed, “Is this an intimidation, General Shen? Without the ability to instruct His Majesty, yet you scare a frail woman, truly awe-inspiring.”
While Shen Qingzhi was momentarily stunned, Chu Yu walked past him. Once Shen Qingzhi regained his senses, he was furious: What kind of thing was this princess? A spoiled woman who liked pretty boys, and she talked to him like this!
He reached out to grab Chu Yu’s shoulder, that hand, seemingly cast from iron, just extended when it was intercepted by another hand that shot out from the side, grabbing his wrist, preventing him from touching Chu Yu.
Chu Yu stopped and turned around, unexpectedly finding that the person who helped her was the plain-looking middle-aged man beside Shen Qingzhi. Somewhat surprised, she saw the man gripping Shen Qingzhi’s wrist, the two men’s strength matched, holding each other in midair. The man disapprovingly said, “Uncle, you’re too reckless. This is a princess of noble descent; if you hurt her, His Majesty might not be pleased.”
Shen Qingzhi’s expression was cold and hard, silent for a moment, then abruptly let go of the hand, but no longer hindered Chu Yu, letting her leave.