Chapter 291: The Traitor's Achievements Overshadow His Master

The emperor considered himself a king, so he didn't bother with an ignorant old man. He tried to put on a kind face, walked up to him and said, "Old man, old man? We are passing by here, and would like to borrow your place to rest. Can I?"

The old man looked embarrassed and said cautiously, "This place is simple and crude, I'm afraid it will dirty your feet."

The emperor waved his hand and said, "It's okay."

"Then please come this way." The old man quickly pushed his sons away and gave up the place where he had just sat, with just the right amount of flattery and uneasiness on his face.

Seeing the position vacated by the old man, the grass was bent and the soil was exposed. The emperor looked disdainful, but the old man's eyes were sharp and he could see clearly. He thought to himself, this is a play, this is a play!
He had received a large sum of money and had to sing well to comfort himself, and he was also afraid that the person who came was someone he could not afford to offend. The old man was cautious, suppressed his grievance, tried not to look at the servant, quickly took off his silk coat and spread it on the grass, and invited the emperor to take a seat. He continued according to the script and turned to give instructions to the clown old woman.

"Old woman, the weather is hot, hurry up and bring some water to the noble master."

The old woman nodded hurriedly, took two bowls, rinsed them with clean water, poured two full bowls, and handed them to the boy and girl beside her, motioning them to take them over.

The girl was six or seven years old, and the boy was about ten years old. The boy was brave and clever, and had learned very well in the opera troupe. In less than two years, he would be able to go on stage with his master. He was very excited to get the task, and he led the girl to bring the water and walked over to the emperor to present it attentively.

"Drink some water, my lord."

The emperor took one look at the black lacquered earthenware bowl and felt disgusted.

But at this moment, he was a good emperor who came to understand the people's sentiments, and he couldn't lose his image. Qin Xiang was still watching from the side. Seeing that the other party took the bowl from the little girl, how could he not take it?
He took it reluctantly but just held it without drinking. He looked at the old man and tried to change the subject.

"Haha, I see that you are really strong. You can still work in the fields at your age. Are all these fields yours?"

That's definitely not the case. A mobile opera troupe like them has always lived in poverty, so where would they get the land? But it must be in the script given to them by their superiors, the old man nodded hurriedly.

"I'm not afraid of being laughed at by the noble master. With the blessing of God and the kindness of His Majesty, these lands belong to me, haha."

Well, that makes sense!
Hearing that the old man finally complimented him, the emperor's mood improved a little and he also wanted to continue the conversation. As a benevolent and wise monarch, he pointed to the golden rice in the fields and asked again.

"You are so lucky, old man. This year looks like a good year. How much is the harvest from the fields? Is it enough for the family to eat?"

"Hehe, in reply to the noble master, this year, thanks to General Shen's blessing, our family has harvested two more bushels of millet per acre than in previous years. The old and young men in the family are all happy. When General Shen goes north again, we will not be afraid of not being able to support the grain supply even if we don't eat it ourselves."

Several men nearby also nodded repeatedly, agreeing with their "father".

"That's right. Only with General Shen in the south can Dajing be safe and secure, and only then can Dajing regain its lost territory. People in the village say that the general is the god of war. Without the general, we can't survive. The general is our protector."

The emperor smiled at first when he heard about the increase in grain production, but then he heard these ignorant people keep calling General Shen, saying that even the good harvest was thanks to that young boy, and they should offer him grain and call him the patron saint!

The emperor's face was so dark that he almost couldn't hold it, and the blood was stuck in his heart.

Do these peasants know who is the master of this world?

However, what made him even angrier was that the child who had happily brought him water just now also jumped out, picked up a small stick and casually practiced with it, "Swish, swish, swish, swish." He also shouted happily, "Grandpa, grandma, General Shen is awesome, he is the god of war of our Dajing! I want to learn from him and practice martial arts well. When I grow up, I can follow the general to defend my country and beat the Hu dogs to a pulp."

The emperor was so angry that he almost dropped the bowl in his hand. His eyes widened with anger. Then he saw the whole family, young and old, nodding happily in agreement. The emperor immediately threw the bowl and stood up and left. Prime Minister Qin watched secretly from the side, feeling happy in his heart, thinking that the matter was settled.

The group of old men were all stunned, wondering why this noble man had such a bad temper and changed his expression so quickly? He was moody, but they were not afraid of him.

Being in the troupe, the old man has become cunning and has seen many people. How could he not know that the noble man is not to be trifled with? But the arrow has already been shot, what should they do? At this moment, the old man who runs the troupe regretted that he was blinded by the two hundred taels of silver.

The old man was extremely nervous and wanted to retreat subconsciously. Prime Minister Qin was afraid that something might happen, so he cast a reassuring look at him, "You don't have to worry. Master Huang will not bother with you lowly people. Go and do your own things." After quickly reassuring him, he followed the eunuch with his old arms and legs, and chased after him, "Master Huang..."

The master left, and the guards in all directions moved together. I don't know if the emperor was too angry to care about it? Or he really didn't care about the untouchables, but he really didn't do anything to the old man and his group.

The old boss and others watched the nobles get on the car and drive away, and then they breathed a sigh of relief. The clown's old woman hurriedly asked, "Boss, is it done?"

The old boss nodded fearfully and quickly ordered, "It's done, but we can't stay here for long, everyone leave quickly."

The subordinate hesitated, "Are we leaving now, and going back to Beijing?"

"Fuck you! If you want to die, leave now. The sooner and farther away from Xinjing, the better."

"But the belongings that can be placed in the carriage shop..."

"No, it's not as important as life." Besides, two hundred taels is enough to buy dozens of sets of fine clothes and belongings, isn't it better than the rubbish I had before?
"Go!" the old boss gave an order, and in an instant, all the people in the fields that were busy just now disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The emperor, who left in a hurry, didn't notice any of this and was still immersed in his anger.

In the carriage, Prime Minister Qin deliberately tried to persuade him with kind words.

"Your Majesty, those are all fools. They don't know what they are talking about. They are all blinded by one thing. Maybe they are confused by Shen Yue's achievements. They don't know your painstaking efforts behind the scenes. You are the emperor, don't be upset by these. I think General Shen is not the kind of arrogant person who relies on his talent. That kid must not have done it on purpose. Wait until he comes back..."

"Humph, what do you mean by looking back? When his name as the great general spreads throughout the world, when his achievements surpass his master, and the world only knows him as the god of war, General Shen, and no one knows who the emperor is, or who owns the world, will I regret it?"

"Your Majesty, please calm down. General Shen will definitely not do that."

"What's wrong with that? Why should I calm down?"

The emperor threw his sleeves in anger, thinking that no matter whether it was Shen Yue or Prime Minister Qin in front of him, they were all a group of traitors. He must return to the palace as soon as possible and summon his confidants to discuss countermeasures.

His throne was in danger and the matter was urgent. He was not willing to listen to Prime Minister Qin's nonsense any more. He immediately threw up his sleeves and shouted angrily: "Return to the palace!"

Following the emperor's order, everyone was terrified, but the furious emperor sitting in the car did not see that under his prime minister's lowered head was a sneering face.

The carriage turned back in a hurry, and the besieging army dispersed. The people outside, including Li Yaoguang, were also able to continue their journey. Because they walked fast and were in the front, they just happened to be the first to meet the old boss and his party who were coming towards them.

The two parties passed each other by, and Li Yaoguang and Ji Mo only felt weird, but at this time she had no idea that there was a bigger change behind this trip, which even affected their relatives and friends...