The Sovereign Of The Three Realms
Chapter 6: Steward Jiang Zheng's Concerns
The Jiang duke's household was in great difficulty in the face of such brutal competition.
There was only half a year left until the Hidden Dragon Trials, and Jiang Chen's previous appearance could only be concluded with a single word, “catastrophe”. There were many exams to complete before the trial, but some had not even started yet.
Even without an incident at the Rites of Heavenly Worship, Jiang Chen only had a thirty to forty percent chance of passing the examination. He was one of the hot contenders for the demotion of the family rank.
However, Jiang Chen was now not discouraged at all. In fact, he was rather excited.
“The strong are in power. It seems that this rule of survival applies from those in higher positions to the general masses below without exception. I could not practice in my past life and thus did not have the opportunity to experience this, but now that I live in the most glorious years of life, I must not miss this!”
In his past life, he held a grand position as the son of a Heavenly Emperor. No one dared to offend him. However, his yinnya constitution prevented him from training. It was even impossible to consider concealing his identity and engaging others in battle disguises.
In this life, he was finally able to train to his fullest and enjoy the glory of ascending to the top of the martial path. This was the stage he enjoyed!
“Because I have promised Eastern Lu that I will enter the palace in three days to diagnose the princess, I will have to make good use of these three days, not to mention my current identity as one of the candidates for the Hidden Dragon Trials. There are still six months until the final exam for the Exams. As the heir to the rank of a duke Jiang Han, although the duke's position doesn't mean much, at least I should get a face for my old father who is ‘mut’ then, right? I can't let an old father lose something like the rank of a duke.”
As he organized his thoughts, Jiang Chen realized that time was very important.
Someone has to give it to them, the people who do the whipping must know their stuff. Forget about the Jiang Chen of the past, even a practitioner who was twice as strong would be hard pressed to survive the ordeal.
His misfortune was luck and Jiang Chen's new body, but this body was severely injured. If he did not overcome his injuries, forget about entering the palace in three days to heal the princess, he would even miss the small exam of the Trials at the end of the month.
The Hidden Dragon Trials held a small test every month and all scores were cumulative. A lot of homework will go down if someone misses the exam in a month.
Jiang Chen previously already owed a lot of homework. If this continued, he would probably fail the Examination before the final exam.
This was what Jiang Chen did not want to happen.
In his past life, as the son of a Heavenly Emperor, he had spent millions of years researching and refining the dao of alchemy. Although he was completely worthless for martial cultivation, he was a renowned alchemy master in the alchemy world. Many alchemy masters had asked for his teachings on the dao of alchemy. If this was his past life, any random pill would allow him to fully recover and roar with vitality.
But it was his past life, there was no way this life could achieve that.
It was a good thing that Jiang Chen had been in charge of the Tianlang Library for millions of years and read countless scrolls and books. His knowledge knew no bounds, from common sense to the ways of the gods themselves.
Dealing with this type of injury is a small thing.
After a night of rest, Jiang Chen thought for a while the next morning, took out a brush and ink, and wrote a list.
“Jiang Zheng!” He shouted towards the door.
The Duke of Jiang Hang had appointed Jiang Zheng to be Jiang Chen's personal servant, in charge of taking care of Jiang Chen's daily life and fulfilling his daily needs. Jiang Zheng had received his share of the tongue whip for the incident in the Autumn Stork.
He's been agitated all night. They said that a servant would rather die than see his master humiliated, so after all, Jiang Zheng should have died for neglecting his duty.
But he could not force himself to accept that reality. He was quite diligent in serving this young master, but the young duke was completely unwilling to change.
The servants and butlers of the other nobles lived a good life while serving their masters, eating and drinking only the best and being entertained wherever they went. But teacher Jiang Zheng was strange, alternating between spending time one day and throwing out crazy ideas the next.
Moreover, this young master had always told Jiang Zheng to take the blame in case anything happened.
Therefore, he had extinguished a fair fire and picked up a little mistake on the days he served Jiang Chen. Jiang Zheng not only felt a lack of status increase with his given position, but he also felt that he was working to the death.
Say, for example, money. This young master spent money as easily as breathing. If a friend was in a difficult situation today, he would fix it with money. If another brother caused trouble tomorrow, he would return it with money.
Although duke Jiang Han was generous with his money, he could not keep up with the young master's spending speed. It was only the middle of the month, yet the entire month's allowance had been spent!
Thus, Jiang Zheng now only wanted to be left alone and count his blessings if it was peaceful and calm. His head started to hurt as soon as he heard Jiang Chen's voice.
But he could not refuse his master's call.
“Young duke, your servant is incompetent and does not take care of you. Please punish your servant harshly. Even if you withdraw your servant's work, your servant will not breathe a single sick world. ” Jiang Zheng immediately fell to the floor with a bow as soon as he entered.
Words “inability” and “help the law as heavy” are just empty words. The Duke of Jiang Han did not continue the matter any further, which meant Jiang Zheng had managed to absolve all responsibility.
Although this young duke was useless and had no desire to advance in life, he had no bad habit of being ruthless towards his subordinates.
If it had been Jiang Chen before, it was likely that he would not have understood the true meaning behind Jiang Zheng's words. But Jiang Chen today had experienced millions of years, had a good understanding of many things, and was well versed in social dynamics.
The meaning of a song can be plucked from its melody. One could tell that Jiang Zheng's servant had suffered too much at Jiang Chen's hands before, and wanted to throw it all away and stop.
Jiang Chen did not reveal the servant's intentions and chuckled, “Jiang Zheng ah, my father intends to give you wealth and honor when he points you to me. Unfortunately, you have not enjoyed wealth and honor all along and have worked hard endlessly to clean me up and put out the fire. I've recorded your loyal service. ”
“Jiang Zheng, we've run out of pocket money this month, right?” Jiang Chen did not wait for Jiang Zheng to respond and asked with a smile, at the same time seemingly not smiling.
“Eh... um..” Jiang Zheng had never enjoyed such a serious conversation and did not know how to respond to it. He almost wanted to smack his chest and promised, don't worry about this young duke! I, Jiang Zheng, will find a way.
But a thought popped into his mind, wait a minute! If I make this promise, where will I find the money to fill this hole? The young duke's mouth was as sweet as sugar today, was this the new joke he played on me?
Jiang Zheng's guard appeared within a second and his alertness increased tenfold.
Jiang Chen laughed out loud as he saw Jiang Zheng hesitating with prolonged fear, “Jiang Zheng, this is the situation. I have a list here with some medicinal ingredients on it. Get a dose for me from the Healing Hall according to the amount listed. ”
Jiang Zheng foolishly accepted the list but did not make a move. He has a list, but what about the money? The materials in the Hall of Healing are not free right now, are they?
It's not like your family owns the Hall of Healing.
“Jiang Zheng, pretend that we are not masters and servants, but only two friends chatting casually. As your own steward, at what level of experience and achievement do you think is the ideal steward? Or how, what makes someone the best waitress for you?”
Best waiter?
Forget about being the best, Jiang Zheng wanted to cry. Of all the body maids to the 108 dukes, Jiang Zheng would be very happy if he did not rank last.
“Why long face, tell me what you think,” Jiang Chen pushed.
Jiang Zheng stopped, swallowed and gathered his courage. “Do you really want me to say it?”
“Speaking. You will be appreciated if you speak well! ”
After being rewarded with too many bounced checks earlier, Jiang Zheng did not dare to think of any reward. Jiang Chen actually quite often handed out gifts, but even more often did something like giving you a thousand silver a second, but borrowing two thousand for your next.
But the mention of the best, most admired and most ideal servant caused Jiang Zheng's mind to race.
Frankly, although noble and powerful followers are not themselves noble or powerful, they still have their dreams and career ideals.
Some even write it into a pantun…
Jiang Zheng got courage from who knew where after seeing Jiang Chen's serious expression and said, “Young duke, some witty pantun is quite popular in the capital. They describe people in jobs like mine.”
“Oh? Tell me about it.” Jiang Chen became curious.
“Limerick go – Delicious food from land and sea, wearing nice clothes and riding a well-preserved horse, noble house and the surrounding land, a house filled with gold and silver.
Talk with the powerful, make friends with the noble, the wife who coexists harmoniously, cherish sons and grandchildren.
Regular in Autumn Crane, financier of the Garden of Returning Spring, prostitution with dukes and princes, drinking at the same table with esteemed officials.”.
Jiang Chen clapped in a warm laugh as Jiang Zheng recited about four stanzas at once. “Not bad, not bad. Pretty interesting. Back Spring Garden, it must be the land of temptation?”
Jiang Zheng joined his master in laughter but was secretly filled with disdain. Not that you have never been to those places, why are you acting so innocent!
“Jiang Zheng, I've been observing you for quite some time and have faith in your abilities. Now, if you can complete this mission, and it won't be long, I'll fulfill the dream of wealth and honor you've had all along. At that time, you will definitely feel that you are the most successful, most successful waitress!”
“Mission? What mission?” Jiang Zheng gave a surprise. His first thought was that he had to be vigilant because this young master had something up his sleeve again.
“Why, the list in your hands of course. Take good care, it is a treasure that money cannot buy. Take it to the Healing Hall and ask to speak to the person in charge.”
“What do I want with the person in charge? I can ask anyone in the Hall to get these materials for me. The person in charge of the Hall of Healing was the arrogant and stiff type of person. It is not easy to meet him.” Jiang Zheng growled in a low and muffled voice.
“Heh heh, just do what I say. If the person in charge won't see you, just tell them that they will definitely regret it later. Even if they hold on to your feet and beg you in the future, they will only feel the bitterness of regret.”
Jiang Zheng almost wanted to feel the young duke's forehead. Was the young duke burned with the fever of ignorance because of his flogging? Does he sleep talking?
Jiang Zheng was well aware of how high the minimum requirements were and how arrogant they were in the Healing Hall. He was reminded every time he went to get medicine for his master. The people there had no time to waste in empty chatter.
“Jiang Zheng, you must have cursed my name inwardly, thinking that I am speaking nonsense. You must have thought that I sent you for a foolish task by having you take the medicinal ingredients without giving you the silver to do so. Let me tell you something, the list you hold in your hand is not an ordinary list. This was a pill recipe that had been lost since ancient times. Even ten million silver won't be enough to buy this recipe at the auction house.”
“Recipes pills?” Jiang Zheng's face turned into a smile that was uglier than crying. “Young duke, please don't laugh at your humble servant fees. Since when does our Jiang family have ancient pill medicine? Do you feel that your humble servant has not reached the limit of his emotional capacity and want him to know what it's like to be cornered?”
Jiang Zheng laughed until his eyes were red. He's really gonna cry.
