Reborn as Powerful Minister's Beloved
Chapter 175 Two more

Chapter 175: Chapter 175 Two more

Zheng Tianxin saw that there was no response from below and naturally knew that they dared not discuss such matters recklessly. It seemed they were all as timid as mice.

"Eldest Princess, which Commandery Princess Chao Ren? Your Imperial Uncle’s daughter, isn’t that your cousin?" Zhang Linghui suddenly interjected. One wouldn’t expect these two to get along.

"I certainly do not have such a cousin," Zheng Tianxin scoffed, glancing at a figure not too far away.

Everyone was initially too afraid to speak, but upon seeing the Commandery Princess Chao Ren standing at the bow and admiring the scenery, although her figure was indistinct, her posture and profile exuded an exceptional air that subconsciously endeared her to them.

However, as soon as Zheng Tianxin spoke, the crowd slowly began to discern the implications of her words.

Then noticing Commandery Princess Chao Ren was on the Fourth Prince’s boat, and given the poor relationship between Empress Xiao and Noble Consort Wen, they somewhat understood the meaning behind the Eldest Princess’s statement.

"Eldest Princess, in my humble opinion, just by standing there, Commandery Princess Chao Ren possesses a pitiable charm, a natural grace that we cannot imitate. It must be the case of like mother, like daughter, a quality not taught, but carried from the womb," said a young lady from the Fu Feng, Ma Family, seizing the direction of the wind adeptly.

At that remark, the smile on the Eldest Princess’s face blossomed, and the atmosphere immediately livened up again. The Zhang Family’s boat, due to the Eldest Princess’s presence, instantly became the centre of the entire flotilla.

...

"Young Master, you can’t sleep anymore. The Crown Prince’s boat is right next to ours; if you keep sleeping, what if it is taken as a great disrespect to the Crown Prince?" Gu Dao earnestly advised while the boats were lively behind them, though he had no expectations that his young master would engage in such activities for Zong Sheng’s Family.

Disturbed by the noise, Zong Yunqian sat up abruptly.

"Fine, I won’t sleep. Bring me some wine," Zong Yunqian said impatiently, having not wanted to come to Zheng Capital in the first place, being forced to do so.

He had wanted to travel to the Northern Border during the summer instead.

"Young Master, you’ve got mail—" Xi Feng walked in from outside the cabin, throwing over seven or eight letters, "picked up at the stern."

Gu Dao saw that some letters had stones tied to them and even some bound to arrow tips, shot onto their boat. He was puzzled at how bold people were, shooting arrows without fear of hitting their young master.

Zong Yunqian appeared equally perplexed looking at the pile of letters, counting seven or eight and noting the handwriting on them clearly did not come from the same person.

Gu Dao immediately looked at his young master.

"Why are you looking at me?" Zong Yunqian asked, then immediately realized what Gu Dao was about to say, "Absolutely not, I swear, I have absolutely not snuck out. Since arriving in Zheng Capital, I’ve never set foot outside the residence."

Gu Dao sighed, wondering how to deal with it.

"Of course, we discard them, discard them," Zong Yunqian said, darting out of the cabin as if avoiding suspicion, and stretched greatly at the bow. As he drew his arms back, he suddenly froze.

Before him was an incredibly beautiful scene, a young girl standing at the bow in a light lotus-colored dress that almost blended with the light reflected from the lake. She pointed at a lotus flower floating on the water and commanded her maid to fetch it.

The maid seemed reluctant, gesturing at the lotus flower and saying something.

Zong Yunqian watched as the young girl became displeased, her expressive eyes as captivating as a painting.

"Hey, got any wine?" Zong Yunqian suddenly called out in the direction of that boat.

Zheng Nianru turned around displeased and saw a man backlit by the light, which irritated her even more.

Fu Dong immediately turned and glared fiercely at Zong Yunqian.

"Philanderer—"

The servants on the boat immediately retreated into the cabin.

When Gu Dao arrived upon hearing the voice, he found his young master visibly frustrated.

"Gu Dao, you heard it, she actually called your young master a libertine," said Zheng Haoyuan, rolling his eyes twice.

"Young master, young master, what you’re doing, if not a libertine, then what?" Gu Dao spoke with irritation.

...

Zheng Haoyuan didn’t find the massage from the fake eunuch comforting, and Yin He’s was even less heart-felt. Zheng Haoyuan, agitated, suddenly rose and flung the crystal wine jug he was holding towards Yin He’s face.

Just as the jug was about to hit Yin He, it abruptly stopped mid-air. Lu Hu instantly drew his sword, pressing it to the youth’s neck.

Yin He didn’t move an inch, his gaze fixed on Zheng Haoyuan.

Zheng Haoyuan couldn’t let out a breath of frustration, for this trick somehow always worked on him. If the jug hadn’t stopped, Lu Hu’s sword would have directly pierced through Yin He’s neck.

"Put, put it back—" Zheng Haoyuan admitted defeat when outmatched, personally retrieving the wine jug from in front of Yin He.

"Fake eunuch, you’re ruthless." Zheng Haoyuan dropped the words with hatred and lay back down, "Keep massaging, my arm hurts."

Yin He really wanted to twist the arm before him, but the Commandery Princess cared greatly for this cousin, and he couldn’t act against him yet. In fact, Yin He thought it didn’t matter whether he acted or not.

When Zheng Tianxin entered, the cabin immediately resumed a facade of "harmony."

Zheng Haoyuan sat up, gesturing for Eunuch Yin to leave, which Eunuch Yin, not wishing to stay longer, quickly did.

Zheng Haoyuan then sat pitifully beside Zheng Nianru.

"Cousin—" he hesitated, wanting to say something but not daring to.

"What is it?" Zheng Nianru glanced at the young man before her, noticing his once chubby cheeks now tended towards a more mature, adult-like appearance.

"Is he bullying me?" Zheng Haoyuan spoke and then fearfully glanced outside the ship. Lu Hu swallowed and looked away, unsure how to stand there and continue listening.

Zheng Nianru was momentarily taken aback, then quickly understood who Zheng Haoyuan referred to as "he," and patted Zheng Haoyuan’s cheek.

"Fu Gong, why fret over a servant? Only if he’s useful can he stand here, and if not, naturally, there won’t be a place for him here," Zheng Nianru said.

Zheng Haoyuan listened blankly, especially to his cousin speaking of a servant with such superiority—it all sounded so pleasing.

That’s right, just a servant. Even if a bit capable, still just a servant. Why bother getting angry over a servant?

With that thought, Zheng Haoyuan immediately agreed with Zheng Nianru’s sensible words.

"Right, cousin, you haven’t seen The Savage yet. I’ve told you several times, this time he’s truly tamed. If I command him to go east, he goes east, never daring to go west," he said.

"There’s no rush, train him more to be sure, let him feel the taste of punishment first," Zheng Nianru replied, not expecting Zheng Haoyuan to have really found a savage from North Meng. Was it easy to find one now?

"Mmm, I’m thinking of finding another one. In time, Cousin and I will each have one," Zheng Haoyuan promptly swore with conviction.

"Your Highness, the poems by Mu Qingfeng and several other nobles are ready for your approval," Eunuch Cang Er presented several sheets of paper covered in writing.

"Why should I look them over? If I could write, what would they be for? Hurry up and submit them," Zheng Haoyuan waved his hand, mentioning it only made his head hurt.

Zheng Nianru wasn’t interested either, for even though she was curious about the Jade Bracelet, she knew it wouldn’t come into her hands.

Outside, the poems that had emerged were already a hot topic of conversation for everyone.

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