Chapter 134: His Majesty gets injured&h.e.l.lip; Original and most updated translations are from volare. If read elsewhere, this chapter has been stolen. Please stop supporting theft.
Teaser:
After Lou Zigui killed the man with his crossbow, hundreds of imperial guards notched their own bows with cold, gleaming arrows aimed at the crowd of refugees below.
“You&h.e.l.lip;” someone wanted to shout again.
“You should stop talking!” Ning Xiaoyao said before Supreme Commander had another excuse to kill a man. “If you speak, you’ll die, so what’s the rush? Let me ask you, how much are you getting paid to play the part of a refugee this time? Is your master your father? Or your true love? For the sake of an old geezer who’s almost old enough to die, you’re risking your own life? I seriously feel sorry for your mom. If she knew you were such a shallow creature, why did she give birth to you in the first place?!”
The man was left at a loss by Ning Xiaoyao’s words. Many of the officials and ministers who listened in all shot glances at Grand Preceptor Xie. Though His Majesty hadn’t mentioned any names, everyone knew who he’d been cursing in that tirade.
Grand Preceptor Xie remained unmoved. He couldn’t show any expression now, because he’d lose if Ning Xiaoyao actually made him mad.
“I say, can’t you lot actually think things through?” Ning Xiaoyao asked the refugees. “If I wanted to poison you all, why didn’t I do it all at once? Do I have a hole in my brain? Why would I suddenly decide to kill you all today when I’ve already given you so much grain?”
“Y, you long had plans to kill us, bit by bit!” one of the fearless ones shouted back.
“Don’t shoot,” Ning Xiaoyao shouted at the archers first, before turning in the direction of the voice. “I could kill you all just by putting rat poison in the porridge. Why would I bother to take my time with the poison?”
“You&h.e.l.lip;” the voice hesitated, before shouting out, “You’re afraid that everyone will know of your misdeeds!”
Ning Xiaoyao wanted to laugh. “In any case, it’s all killing in the end. Whether I kill you slowly or quickly is still murder. Why would I bother, then, to waste all that grain, kindling, water, and money used to hire workers to cook you all porridge? Just who has a hole in their brain here, you guys, or me?!”
The person didn’t answer. Ning Xiaoyao thought it over, before she added, “Do you know what it means to have a hole in your brain? It means your brains rotted away, or a donkey kicked you in the head, or your noggin got crushed by a door. Basically, when your mom gave birth, she forgot to birth out your brains with your body! You–”
“Cough,” Lou Zigui gave a squeeze to Ning Xiaoyao’s hand. Don’t say anymore. Though it was satisfying to hear her rant, the reigning emperor still needed to preserve appearances. She couldn’t simply shout abuse at the crowd like some shrew.
Ning Xiaoyao sucked in a long breath. And I had so many more curses left, too!