Chapter 1: Master, Bad News! (1/2)
Li Yingyu's self-cognition: I am tone-deaf and misbehave myself, so I behave either in an unreliable or improper way.
--Preface
You're a master as long as you're rich and you can be other's mother as long as you have milk to nurse in our Chen Kingdom. If a man is rich, he can marry several wives and concubines, and for a woman, vice versa, the true sense of equality between men and women.
However, I don't like being called master. Back then, anyhow I was regarded as a top beauty in the surrounding areas. Being called in that way frequently, I, a girl of her prime years, feel like an old b.i.t.c.h…
On that day, I was squatting in the backyard and eating a greasy chicken secretly, when I heard Lian'er rus.h.i.+ng toward me while yelling, ”Master, bad news; Master, bad news!”
I hastily stuffed the chicken into the parterre, rubbed my hands on my clothes and hid them behind, and then I looked up staring at her, ”What the h.e.l.l are you shouting about? I'm perfectly fine!”
Lian'er stuck her tongue out with her little face flus.h.i.+ng, apparently due to gasping.
”Master, the Third Childe and the Fourth Childe are quarrelling with each other!”
It was really annoying. Why did they quarrel again? Why couldn't they stop it for several days? The ancient didn't deceive me that owing too many childes and paramours didn't necessarily lead to happiness.
Originally, my love story was just like a horse. Seemingly, it was intimate that the two of us rode on it, but actually we had to bear the narrow s.p.a.ce. The reason why it developed into a carriage was that I became a dissolute person forever due to a moment's error...When was the end of the b.l.o.o.d.y annoying day of mess?
I s.h.i.+fted my responsibility in an adept way and said while waving my hands, ”Let the Second Childe suppress the disturbance!”
Tao the Second Childe, capable of deterring the underworld of martial arts, could also guard the house. He was much more capable than me the Master.
But Lian'er said, ”The Second Childe is out.”
”What about Master s.h.i.+fu?”
”The First Childe is napping.”
Gloomy and annoyed, I pulled my hair...
Alas! These guys! Following me tightly when I wanted to be alone, but they were nowhere to be found when I was in dire need of them!
A bang of something being smashed came from far away, and my heart ached, broken like the stuffing for dumplings. Therefore, I wiped the corners of my eyes with the greasy paws and said, ”Let him smash, desperately. Tao Er (Refers to Tao the Second Childe) shall be responsible for all that Tang San (Refers to Tang the Third Childe) has done!”
”What about the Fourth Childe?”
I curled my lip and said, ”Do you think Qiao Si (Refers to Qiao the Fourth Childe) is the same as Tang San who thinks little of antiques? It is only Tang San a black sheep who is so foolish to sell antiques by weight. I'd rather he breaks one than sells it that way. Ah!” I had a short sigh. This was totally finding happiness in suffering, but honestly, I suffered greatly in my heart. How many greasy chickens could the antiques he broke buy...This was definitely not a right way for things going on...
Lian'er went back to the dooryard hesitantly. I craned my neck to make sure that she was far away before I returned to the parterre for my favorite greasy chicken.
I groped for it here and there without result. Then I wondered, ”Did the half-eaten greasy chicken fly away”?
”Master...”, a sinister voice rang behind me. I shrewdly straightened my back.
”What are you searching for, my master?” Yan Wu (Refers to the Fifth Childe, as Wu literally means Five) pushed aside my hair with his fingers and stroked over my nape, making me feel chilled. My shaking continued.
”I'm watching the ants moving...” My voice was fading away.
”Oh?” He held my shoulder by one hand, turning me back to face him. ”So, this greasy chicken was not hidden by you, my master?”
My eyes followed the chicken, packed with the greaseproof paper in his hand, getting farther and farther away from me...