Ch. 21 - Dissolve the Fight, Daiyu Suddenly had a Whim

If Lin Ruhai, the salt inspector, was still alive, the fat steward might not have much fear.

After all, Lin Ruhai was only the Emperor's confidant, and ”Prince Zhongshun” was the younger brother of the Emperor from the same mother. It was obvious who would win, judging by the relationship.

However, Lin Ruhai has just died, and his only orphaned daughter has been bullied by royal slaves. What would the Emperor think of this? How would the ministers in court react?

The more the fat steward thought about it, the more he felt the chill on his neck. Instead, he started to rejoice that Sun Shaozong had stopped the salt dealer, preventing him from making a critical error in time.

It was just that…

He glanced at the salt dealer on the ship from the corner of his eye and then looked at Jia Lian and others on the opposite side. For a moment, he didn't know how to end it. He had just announced the name of the royal residence, but he had to admit defeat in public. If the Royal Prince knew it, how could he forgive him?

Fortunately, Jia Yucun was nearby.

"Steward."

Seeing that he had directly skipped the conflict just now, he said, "Since we are destined to meet each other, it is nothing to help each other, but we have already loaded a lot of luggage on the ship. I'm afraid we can't put this ship full of salt goods in it."

As soon as he stepped up the stairs, the fat steward suddenly felt a lot more relaxed. He saw that the salt dealers who fell into the water climbed back to the boat one after another. Although they were all bruised and cold, none of them were dead. He knew that the other side had been lenient while fighting.

So he hurried down the slope and said, "It doesn't matter. After adjusting the things in my five boats, I can still squeeze half a boat of salt cargo. You just need to help deliver the remaining half a boat of salt to the ferry!"

The two agreed on the regulations, and Jia Yucun asked Jia Lian to take over and be in charge.

The Second Master Lian had already lost most of his soul to his constant fright. At this time, he saw that the fighting had finally turned into friendship. How could he refuse?

So the boatman here quickly lifted the anchor, leaned near the salt ship that hit the reef, and let the salt dealer move the remaining salt cargo on it.

A storm has gone up in smoke. Both sides tried to pretend as if nothing had happened. But who could forget the scene of Sun Shaozong holding a scull as he overawed the brunch of salt dealers?

So, the fat steward chatted with Jia Lian and Jia Yucun, and the topic was eagerly brought up with Sun Shaozong.

Anyway, they were all heading back to the Capital. They couldn’t hide it. Besides, Jia Lian and Jia Yucun ”dare not” deceive the royal steward for Sun Shaozong’s sake.

However, when asked about the origin of Sun Shaozong's name, the fat steward suddenly patted his thigh and exclaimed in surprise. "It turned out to be Commander Sun's brother. That's not an outsider! Commander Sun has often come to the palace recently. He has been close to me for a long time. If I know that Commander Sun's brother is here, there will never be such a misunderstanding!"

You can fool a fool with that!

But what was the identity of Sun Shaozu?

In terms of rank, he was only a commander of three grades. In terms of his real title, he was just a fourth-grade counselor at the patrol camp. He was not an important person. The gatekeeper of the Royal Prince's residence might not look at him, but what qualifications did he have to be familiar with the steward of the Prince's residence?

It should be that they’ve only met a few times at most, just enough to know such a person.

The reason why the fat steward spoke like this was that he was trying to continue weakening the conflict between the former and the latter. On the other hand, he wanted to have a relationship with Sun Shaozong.

How smart was Sun Shaozong?

In Daiyu's words, it was called a bear skin with a fox heart!

Even when he realized the intention of the fat steward, he hurried forward with an ”ouch” and saluted, "It turns out that the steward is a good friend of my brother. We are fighting against our people. If I had known the relationship between each other, I would never dare to do anything rashly!”

The two of them had a few words of nonsense, but they got to know each other.

At this point, the fat steward finally mentioned his surname, but his surname was Zhou, and his name was Jingui. He was one of the three foreign affairs stewards of the royal residence.

In fact, these ships of salt were not formally illegal. It was only because Lin Ruhai was dying of an illness. The authorized salt merchant was unable to finish it for a while, and the capital was in a hurry. Zhou Jingui, relying on the influence of Lord Zhongshun, simply decided to get things done before reporting to the higher-ups.

—Dividing Line—

In Daiyu's room, the girls saw that the storm had vanished in one day and finally felt relieved when there was no more hostility between the two sides.

Daiyu told Zi Juan and Xue Yan to close the windows, pursed her lips, and said angrily, "What a bargain! I should have asked the Sun family brother to sweep him into the river and wash his dirty mouth!"

Xue Yan also nodded like a chicken pecking rice.

Zi Juan's eyes were full of astonishment. She held her chest and praised, "The Second Master Sun was so domineering. Standing on the bow of the boat, more than a hundred people across from him were so scared that they didn't even dare to move! I see those men in our house… Those servants are not qualified to even carry the shoes of Second Master Sun!"

She said it so quickly that she almost included several masters.

Although Daiyu didn’t care about her ”slip of the tongue,” comparing Sun Shaozong today with her Brother Bao, who loves rouge, she unconsciously felt a little envious.

At this time, an arm was suddenly wrapped around her slender waist, and she pulled it into her arms without saying anything.

In the beginning, Daiyu was startled. She looked up, but if it wasn’t her godsister, Ruan Rong, who else could it be?

"Hum, hum!"

Ruan Rong deliberately strained her small face and asked, "Just now, I don't know which villain is slandering Brother Sun for being a donkey dung egg. If I don't punish this villain properly, wouldn't there be no heavenly justice?!"

As she said this, she started to tickle Daiyu's armpits and waist.

"Mrs. Sun, please spare my life!"

Daiyu hurriedly admitted defeat and shouted, "Brother Sun is so brave and invincible that ghosts and gods are reborn! It’s me being ignorant of a jade-like figure earlier on. Please look upon our relationship before and forgive me.“

Ruan Rong was ashamed and happy when she shouted ”Mrs. Sun.” Even her bones felt lighter, but she didn’t want to let Daiyu off like this. She said, "What a sharp-mouthed girl," and she continued to tickle her.

However, Daiyu suddenly raised her small face and asked, "Sister, what do you say about letting Baoyu practice martial arts with Brother Sun? He doesn't like reading anyway, and he can just inherit the great martial arts accomplishments of his ancestors!"

Ruan Rong almost burst out laughing at this remark.

Although she has never seen Jia Baoyu, she has been living with Lin Daiyu day and night these last few days, and she has already filled her ears with the story of this cosmetic young master. Jia Baoyu was not good at studying, but how could she stand the hard work of practicing martial arts?

However, no matter how much she didn't think so, seeing Daiyu's serious little face was not easy to break her interest, so she said vaguely, "It's not a big problem for Brother Sun, but your Brother Baoyu is as good as a descendant of the royal family. Can your family be willing to let him practice martial arts?"

"How do you know if you will succeed without trying?"

What Daiyu said was just a whim, but she thought that Baoyu was not interested in studying to make any progress. She even called the scholars ”people working for a high salary.” Instead, he praised famous swordsmen of all ages. Maybe he was interested in martial arts materials.

It was not that she wanted Baoyu to make any significant progress, but when she looked at Sun Shaozong's majestic appearance and remembered the incident of “Bringing the beauties to fight a group of thieves,” she couldn't help but have some expectations.

So she insisted, "Baoyu doesn't have to practice to the level of Brother Sun. As long as he has 30%... No, 50% of… Wait, 70% of Brother Sun’s ability, that will be enough!"

Seeing her show the temperament to outdo others and raise her standards again and again, Zi Juan and Xue Yan nearby rolled their eyes when they listened to it. They said in their hearts that, not to mention 70% of the total, if Baoyu could be 10% as heroic as Sun Shaozong, it would be because of the accumulated virtue of the ancestors of the Rongguo Mansion!

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