Chapter 1 (1/2)

Chapter 1 : I think, the Emperor’s brain has gone bad

“How is the taste of the fruit tribute from the two Guang* province?”

[Note : The two provinces (两广) is Guangdong and Guangxi]

I immediately praised sincerely, “Not bad, not bad. The lychees are juicy sweet and fresh. It’s obviously has been carefully selected.”

He smiled, “Lychees if ate too much will raise internal body heat, rinse it in the well first before eating…. LePing, later go and get Zhen’s* portion of lychees and send here also to Marquis ChangAn.”

[Note : Zhen (朕) is used by the Emperor to address himself]

“Unacceptable, unacceptable. This servant remembers Your Majesty also like to eat lychees. How can….”

“You liked it, of course Zhen want to satisfy you.”

He put it so mildly, while I listened until I felt numb.

These days, I lost count how many times such dialogues have occurred.

If wasn’t the Emperor afraid of the imperial censor will shed tears while preaching at him, I think he will even let me wear his embroidered golden dragon court dress.

And if I gave excuses to refuse, the seemingly warm, kind and considerate to subjects Emperor will immediately change his face:

“Since Marquis ChangAn doesn’t looked interested with the lychees, the one preparing the things must be doing his job insincerely. Servants, come. Responsibility….”

“…. Your Majesty, please wait!”

Even though I, Rong Huai Zhen is not some loyal, straightforward great state official, but I’m not from a generation of great wicked and evil either.

How can I see bystanders suffering blame from this tyrant because of me?

I endure!

If not for the Emperor’s most favored Concubine Chen sent someone to invite the Emperor over to her place, I think he would have sat aside watching me again.

Watching me eat until I finished eating all the lychees he gave, just like last time with the dried persimmons.

Those persimmons were really sweet ah!

I ate about one catty*, and my throat became sore and thirsty for three days.

But (I) don’t dare to have a single word of complain.

Have you ever seen hostages complaining to kidnappers about getting unsatisfactory food and poor treatments before?

[Note : 1 catty is about 0.5kg]

So right now, I am just like my name, heart full of sincerity singing praises for three days, head getting dizzy for five days, and one heartache for delicate flower reflecting on water, the weak willow Concubine Chen.

[Note : No idea what the author is going about, but the MC’s name is separately translated would be Tolerate/Heart/True]

Although from previous life, she ….. previous life…. Duan Ming Zhang towards me, it obviously won’t be like this.

[Note : You will understand this sentence after finis.h.i.+ng the whole novel]

If not for my Big Brother and Second Brother both leading troops to northwest, I guessed he would not notice that there is a mediocre, unnoticeable youngest (son) in the House of Marquis Ding Bei.

My Big Brother and Second Brother still haven’t get married, haven’t settled down so before leaving, Big Brother requested to have me appointed as s.h.i.+zi*.