roccoschili Chapter 113 Pickled Cabbage
Chapter 113 Pickled Cabbage
"I have other rare items, I just beg you to let me go." Zhang Fugui saw that the newcomer was only staring at him menacingly and had no intention of making a move.
But I still couldn't help feeling uneasy, after all, their eyes were just too terrifying, sending chills down my spine.
Looking at the man beside him who hadn't spoken a word, the chilling aura emanating from him made him feel cold to the touch, as if he were being enveloped by an invisible pressure.
The aura emanating from the newcomers today was even more terrifying than that of the previous man. Thinking of this, Zhang Fugui broke out in a cold sweat. He forced himself to remain calm and said, "My lord, I don't want anything, I'll give you everything, I just beg you to spare my life."
"Then tell me what else you have. Maybe if I get interested, I'll let you go." The woman smiled slightly, and her tone seemed much better.
Zhang Fugui finally breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this; he knew that no one could possibly resist the temptation of these things.
Seeing this, Zhang Fugui was secretly pleased: "It seems these people just want a share of the pie. Even if I give them the stuff, they won't understand it; I'll still have to decipher it." Thinking this, his confidence grew even stronger.
Without hesitation, Zhang Fugui took off his shoes and pulled a stack of yellowed papers from the soles. He proudly stretched out his hand, ready to hand the stack of papers to Su Fuying, but a foul stench wafted towards him.
Upon smelling the foul odor, Su Fuying immediately felt nauseous and almost vomited.
Just then, a large hand gently wrapped around her waist, pulling her closer to him, while taking out a handkerchief to cover her mouth and nose.
The familiar woody scent mixed with a faint medicinal fragrance filled Su Fuying's nostrils. She immediately felt her skin burning even through her clothes.
"Thank you," Su Fuying said softly, then brushed away the other person's hand from her waist, quietly took a step to the side, and then gave Ying Er a wink.
Seeing the yellowed papers, Shadow Two hesitated. He turned to the dungeon guard and ordered, "Hey, go get it."
guard:"......"
The guard unfolded the items and looked at them for a long time. The more he looked, the more puzzled he became. He thought to himself: I am an educated person, how could I not recognize so many words?
"Do you understand now? Tell me about it."
Shadow Two was both impatient and curious, but the smell of pickled cabbage was so strong that he dared not go forward to take a look.
"Your subordinate... Your subordinate doesn't recognize some of the characters."
The guard was terrified and knelt down tremblingly, his words becoming stammering.
At this moment, the man who had been standing by and watching coldly finally spoke up: "I remember that anyone who can enter the palace must be literate."
His voice was cold and authoritative, like a sharp sword piercing straight to the heart.
These words struck like a bolt from the blue, turning the guards on the ground deathly pale, their bodies trembling uncontrollably.
He kowtowed and explained incoherently, "I can read, I really can read, but I have never seen anything like this before."
"okay."
Su Fuying looked at Zhang Fugui, who was beaming with smugness in the cell, and understood what was going on. She calmly interrupted their conversation, then looked at the man trembling with fear on the ground and said softly:
"Get up and bring the things over so I can take a look."
Upon hearing this, the guard on the ground cautiously glanced at his master's expression, and couldn't help but feel uneasy.
He seemed to have sensed something was wrong just now. This woman actually dared to overstep her master and give him orders. She was incredibly audacious!
However, her master did not show any displeasure; instead, he tacitly approved of her behavior.
"Didn't you hear what Miss said?" Seeing this, Shadow Two kicked him in the butt without hesitation.
Ying Er was his master's confidant and knew his master's thoughts well. Seeing that he had spoken, the guard immediately breathed a sigh of relief, got up from the ground, and acted according to Su Fuying's instructions.
"Stop, stop, stop! It's right there!" Su Fuying immediately stopped the guards when they tried to go any further.
As the guard approached with the item, the nauseating, sour stench made her want to vomit. She quickly covered her nose with the handkerchief she was clutching, which calmed her down slightly.
Ying Er thoughtfully took out a luminous pearl about the size of a thumb from his waist and handed it to Su Fuying. Although the luminous pearl was small, it was enough to illuminate the surrounding environment and provide them with sufficient light.
Su Fuying took the luminous pearl and began to carefully examine the contents of the paper.
The first page clearly states: "How to make hot pot".
She already knew what was going on, and casually read out the words on it.
Next came: "Lipstick making, and some miscellaneous tools and pastries."
Su Fuying glanced through it, and the last page contained the formula for gunpowder.
The other foot contained ancient poems and verses, but because they were written in simplified Chinese characters, they couldn't understand them.
What didn't Su Fuying understand at this moment? She was about to speak when her gaze fell on Zhang Fugui, who stood there dumbfounded. Suddenly, she changed the subject and asked:
"Have you sold these poems to anyone else?"
Zhang Fugui finally came to his senses. He thought Su Fuying was interested in these things, which made sense. Women in the capital were keen on comparing themselves to each other. If one could possess these unique verses, one would surely become a talented woman in the capital.
Thinking about this, he felt that this might be a good opportunity for him to turn his life around, and he didn't even have time to think about why the woman in front of him could recognize the words.
So he eagerly replied, "I have never sold it before, and I guarantee it is one of a kind."
Upon hearing this, Su Fuying's smile froze instantly, and his originally calm eyes gradually turned cold, leaving only a chilling desolation that seemed to penetrate his very bones and pierce his heart.
Zhang Fugui had never seen such a terrifying woman before. He trembled and said nervously, "Actually, I even sold these poems to people who were preparing to go to the capital to participate in the imperial examinations."
He kept his head down, not daring to look at the woman's face, feeling only a chilling aura emanating from her.
"Ok?"
The woman's voice was as cold as frost, making Zhang Fugui shiver involuntarily.
"There is also a steward from a wealthy family."
Seeing that he could no longer hide the truth, Zhang Fugui silently prayed that the woman wouldn't blame him for betraying her, as saving his own life was the most important thing right now.