Chapter 31: The dowries of the eight sisters

Li Chengqian was in pain and happiness. For the first time in 12 years, he felt like a man. The physical pain could not drown out the pleasure in his heart.

His wise father was always above it all, and he had never had the experience of being spoiled like other children. His mother would not allow it. First, the crown prince of the Qin Dynasty must have the bearing of the eldest son. He must not laugh, must not be angry, must not cry, must not…

In short, there could only be one expression on his face, and that was a gentle smile that showed that he was calm and collected. When his father won a battle, he had to wear this smile to show that everything was under control. When his father was away on a mission, he had to wear this smile to show his strong belief that nothing would happen to his father.

Father killed the eldest uncle and the fourth uncle, and this smile must be the expression of support for father. Later, father became the emperor, and he became the crown prince. Everyone praised the prince’s elegance and filial piety, and father and mother were satisfied.

Only at night, when it was quiet, could Li Chengqian look at the low tent curtain and fantasize about how wonderful the world outside the palace was. He heard that Cheng Chumo had been beaten up by other rich kids, so Cheng Yaojin took an axe and beat up the rich kids and their fathers. Then he was punished by his father, and everyone laughed except Li Chengqian. He wished his father would take him with him to beat up those brothers from his uncle’s family who had bullied him. He knew his father had the ability to do so, and his uncles and aunts combined were no match for him.

But his father didn’t. He just killed them all at the right time. He killed all those who had bullied him and those who hadn’t. He didn’t leave a single one alive. This wasn’t what he wanted. He just wanted to beat them up, not kill them all.

Today, there is no need to think about nonsense. His feet hurt, his legs hurt, his butt hurt, his waist hurt, his back hurt, his chest hurt, and the pain surged through his body like a tide. He let out a moan that was neither painful nor pleasant. There was no need to pretend to be happy anymore. None of the people in the shed had a smile on their faces. The screams were one louder than the next, and their faces were all ugly. The screams of Yun Ye were low and high, and they were actually very rhythmic. Li Chengqian found that he was actually enjoying it for the first time.

The Bull Demon King entered, and the scene suddenly fell silent. Everyone had a look of unyielding determination on their faces, as if the one who had just howled was someone else, and had nothing to do with anyone in the shed. Old Cheng walked in with a smile on his face, holding four or five pairs of underwear in his hand, and placed them next to Li Chengqian, indicating that his personal guards should help the prince put them on.

“Why aren’t you screaming? You’re young, but you haven’t suffered any hardship. Back in the day, I fought alongside His Majesty in the midst of a thousand armies, and I suffered countless injuries, but I didn’t scream like a pig like you. The prince is the youngest, but he’s not as ashamed as you are.” Old Cheng’s praise made Li Chengqian blush a little. It seemed that just now, his voice wasn’t any smaller than anyone else’s.

Niu Jinda’s voice carried a threat: “I don’t care who you are, whether you are the prince or a soldier, after the training is over, I don’t care what you do. If you delay tomorrow’s training, I have plenty of ways to deal with you. If you don’t believe me, try it.”

The two old guys, one with a white face and the other with a red face, sang in unison and cooperated with each other. Old Cheng pinched this one and patted that one, looking peaceful, and then turned around and ordered everyone to prepare a rich night snack.

Lao Niu loudly encouraged the guards: “Rub harder, yes, rub the whole body to loosen the muscles and bones, so that these spoiled brats can live a good life and get their blood flowing.”

When Lao Cheng and Lao Niu walked out of the wooden shed with their arms crossed, the atmosphere inside returned to normal. Yun Ye continued to scream, Cheng Chumu continued to hum, Changsun Chong was reciting poetry, and Li Chengqian was looking at his underwear. Some people were even singing.

Li Chengqian thought that underwear was a good thing to wear, as it was breathable and comfortable, especially as his little brother was no longer oppressed. After all, he still cared a lot about his little brother’s growth.

A silver flask appeared in front of Li Chengqian, and the wine inside was intoxicating. He had seen all kinds of wine in the palace, but none of them could compare to this flask.

The wine was sweet, long-lasting and long-lasting. Just about to drink, a big hand grabbed the wine pot, but it was Chang Sun Chong, who took a big drink and immediately, the red climbed up his neck. He said with difficulty, “Good wine.” He fell to the ground with a thud and snored.

This guy is drunk. Li Chengqian knew that Chang Sun Chong was testing the wine for him. The emperor, empress, and crown prince all had attendants who tested food. Because Li Chengqian insisted on getting rid of the attendants, Yun Ye rashly invited Li Chengqian to drink. Chang Sun Chong, out of goodwill, grabbed the wine pot and took a sip first to show that the wine had been tested and could be drunk.

In fact, no one wants to invite the emperor, empress, and crown prince to dinner, even if it is a great honor. Just the thought of a little mistake will cause the whole family or even the whole clan to suffer, not to mention that these three are in a high-risk position themselves. So only the emperor invites others to dinner to show favor, and very few ministers invite the emperor to dinner. It’s too dangerous. There are many ways to flatter, so why use the most dangerous way?

So the crown prince was very curious. As long as it wasn’t poisoned, he would taste it, even if it was just the lees. Fortunately, Chang Sun Chong had already set a precedent, so Li Chengqian took a small sip carefully. A spicy line of fire extended from his mouth into his stomach, and then the wine rose, just like Chang Sun Chong, and he fell asleep with a comfortable hangover.

Seeing the eunuch hurriedly carrying the prince back to his tent to rest, Yun Ye slowly got up. Two hours of rest had restored a lot of his physical strength. It seemed that the exercise was effective, although he still couldn’t pull open Cheng Chumu’s hard bow. He could pull open a normal stone bow without a problem, but he couldn’t shoot arrows. When he opened the bow, put the arrow in place, and then let go, the procedure was correct, but the arrow flew away without knowing where it went. So Yun Ye is not keen on archery training, which has always been a source of worry for Niu Jinda, who even said that it is useless to help someone who is already in a mess.

A few days ago, unable to bear the torture of high-end Tang Dynasty wine, Yun Ye and Cheng Chumo stole a large jar of wine from Lao Cheng and secretly placed it in a steamer in the camp to steam it to 40 to 50 degrees. After tasting it, Cheng Chumo was amazed at Yun Ye’s skill and said that all the wine he had drunk in recent years was just mash in his eyes. In his words, “Except for the steamed wine, everything else is just a mess, and it’s only suitable for drinking with meals…”

The letter from Chang’an made Yun Ye suddenly calm down. The strange resemblance between himself and the ancestor made him doubt whether it was a personality explosion or a pure phenomenon of reversion to the primitive state.

When his relatives were found, he suddenly had a grandmother, three aunts, eight younger sisters, seven widowed aunts, four sisters whose marriage had been broken off, numerous cousins, and countless aunts. This filled him with a sense of loneliness.

Seeing the letter from the old lady Yun, Yun Ye suddenly felt that he was not alone. The innocent tone of the little girl made people feel love and compassion.

He whispered to himself, “I still have to live. I still have eight younger sisters waiting for me to earn them a dowry.”