
Bao City was the most prosperous city after Imperial Capital Rong. It was also the capital of the Xiaxue Kingdom under the rule of the Rong Empire and was ruled by the Emperor's younger brother-mother, Rong Zhijiu. Rong Zhijiu had three sons and daughters by his legal wife, Her Majesty the Queen as well as another concubine. And Rong Huang was the second son of Rong Zhijiu along with the Queen.
Actually Xiaxue Kingdom itself was a kingdom founded and led by a formidable woman named Xian Xiaxue. But his leadership did not last long although he managed to expand his kingdom to the level where the royal name Xiaxue was known by many parties.
Not only that, he also managed to trigger the determination of the previous Emperor to conquer the kingdom. There was a one-sided war waged by the Rong Empire and Xiaxue Kingdom in a short period of time. The war was waged by the previous Emperor with the motive to seize the unique resources of the Xiaxue Kingdom.
Unfortunately Xian Xiaxue died of an infectious disease. He died without any children, having made a peace treaty with the previous Emperor. That was the reason why the next King was not a direct descendant of Xian Xiaxue.
Saa Emperor previously raised Rong Zhijiu — who was then 21 years old — to be king. Many political factions of the Xiaxue Kingdom refused to recognize him as King even they intended to prepare a coup to Rong Zhijiu.
But, after Rong Zhijiu took office, Rong Zhijiu began to fix some of the common problems that occurred in the community by making some new policies. Because of his policy, gradually political turmoil ransacked over time.
That way, many people knew that Bao City was under the rule of the Rong Empire, rather than because Bao City was the Capital of Xiaxue Kingdom.
Rong Zhijiu was an intelligent man just like his older brother, the Emperor. He had even inherited the medicinal abilities that the Rong Imperial family possessed. Then with his intelligence and openness to the outside culture. It attracted many outside traders to trade even staying there. One of them is One Thousand Treasure Trade.
And the other is Retoran Lao Bao. Restaurants that provide culinary delights from various directions including Dong Empire and Long Empire. Other governments were great rivals in terms of territorial and resource power. Yet strangely until now, there has never been a war between the three.
“Oh, like that, yes.” Rong Muxiu stared flatly at Rong Huang who was smiling widely.
“The Fourth Princess turned out to be a Princess like this apparently, completely unlike the rumors they said,” Rong Huang nodded while walking past the shops. “By the way, my act earlier looked so real, didn't it?”
Rong Muxiu shrugged his shoulders, “Entah, besides why are you here?”
“Ah, I was too bored to continue to be in the palace and saw my first brother, Crown Prince Shi playing the sword and how my younger brother pranked the servants and eunuchs who were working.”
“Oh,” reply is flat.
“And I think you ‘ are the most visible in need of help here.” Thin smile was drawn on his pink lips, “Don't have the spiritual power to defend himself, walking indeterminate direction after exiting One Thousand Treasure Trade because it was almost made into an auction item, he said, then starve and can't go home because it doesn't have money.”
Rong Muxiu's facial water fluctuates, “Wait! Why do you know what happened to me?”
“Quiet, quiet. I'll explain it if you call me ‘brother cousin Huang wise, whereas I'm so stupid compared to him’.”
“Why should I do it,” legs Rong Muxiu stopped moving forward.
“Because I'm two years older than you, baby. And you have insulted me before.” Rong Huang stopped and held onto Rong Muxiu's shoulder with a shallow smile.
It passed ahead of Rong Muxiu once again, “I won't tell you anything, if you don't say as I said before,”
“Ka, sister .. cousin (?)”
“Full doubts!” Exclaimed Rong Huang who was still walking left Rong Muxiu who was staring at his people amused at once cynical.
“My dear cousin brother wait for me! Fine, Brother Cousin Huang is wise, whereas I am very foolish compared to him.” With a witty behavior Rong Muxiu ran towards Rong Huang who slowly fused into the crowd.
He pulled the arm of Rong Huang who slowly melted into the crowd, “Heh, it turns out you can still find me this easy, very unexpected.”
“I'll come with you,”
“Ugh, for some reason my body bristled when saying that even in my mind,” muttered Rong Muxiu silently while hugging his amused chest.
• • •
“Liang, will you understand what your grandfather explained? You didn't listen to your grandfather this well, you even preferred sesame ore, and ended up losing watermelon fruit.”
“Gosh, reprimanding you every day makes this handsome me look older and older. If you continue to miss the most basic things like this, even if a small matter overall has gotten your attention, your percentage of failure in cultivating will rise drastically, he said,” the old man pinched his temple with a dramatic look.
Seeing that Liang only ignored him, he continued. “Sitting position in good cultivation is very necessary to improve your cultivation. Listen to this, if you hadn't raised your hand a little bit last night, maybe the qi that went into your body would have been very little.”
Liang glanced and raised his eyebrows when he found the man stopped before a three-story building that gave off a pleasant aroma and was crowded with many people. While the old man was — Grandpa Ye — smiled happily as if he had won a bet.
“Heheheh, we finally arrived here,” murmured mysteriously while stroking his white beard.
There is a large board with a script that says ‘Lao Bao’ restaurant located above the restaurant.
“It seems that he has put mental strength into this painting, cunning as always, yes.” Grandpa Ye turned to look at Liang, “Can you read it?”
Lian nodded expressionlessly, “En,”
“Of course, if you can't even read this kind of easy writing, you'll never deserve to be my student.” Liang frowned from behind the mask as he glanced at the old man's proud face.
Grandpa Ye accidentally caught the action of two girls walking in the same direction as them from the corner of his eye. Girl with gray hair and dark irises.
“Hohohoh, it was apparently the much talked about Princess Huang, huh? He seemed to blend in with the crowd,” Liang glanced at Grandpa Ye who was looking at the pair of girls.
“Hm?” He tilted his head.
“You know ‘kan, Lian? On this continent there are 3 great families who lead. They have a unique physical as well as internal constitution.” Liang nodded without a word.
“If they were in the middle of a crowd that had a physique like the people in general on this continent, then that person would be very eye-catching. But look at him, he was walking as usual and still had a good time laughing but no one cared or noticed him. You must know what's going on ‘kan?” Grandfather Ye revealed a smile that was answered by a flat nod by Liang.
“He is a manipulator,” Liang replied as he looked at the piece of wood indifferently.
“Stool once.” Grandpa Ye smiled.
The old man's narrowed eyes were suddenly filled with light. He widened his head when he saw the black haired girl who looked up and read the writing in silence. It was as if he felt nothing at all while reading the writing. Not like other people who are confused when reading it.
“Hei, Muxiu, can you read it?” Rong Huang frowned and looked at Rong Muxiu who suddenly had a blank look.
Rong Muxiu did not rush to answer, “Entahlah ... maybe the writing is the name of the restaurant we visited? Lao Bao Restaurant? I'm not sure. For sure it's not me ‘kan who will pay?”
Rong Huang was stunned for a moment then developed a smile, “Eh, of course. Nothing is free in this world ‘kan?”
“Good!” The two walked in and fused with the crowd once again.
“Grandpa Ye?” Liang looked at Grandpa Ye who had a face with a reddish color.
“Surely, surely he can read that writing!”
“Hm?”
“He can read it, read something that should only be read by a manipulator only! Or not, the reason for sure was because he was at the Sprit purification stage or so, but he had no qi within his body at all! Means he is an existence that surpasses geniuses! Disciple heaven!” Liang looked at him flatly then resuscitated the old man by patting him on the shoulder.
“Whispering,” his complaint is faint.
[To Be Continued]