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Chang’an County Office.Rear Residence. It wasn’t until he saw Li Nuo eat two full bowls of dumplings and then gulp down a bowl of dumpling soup before leaning back in satisfaction and letting out a loud burp—without showing any extra interest in his wife—that Pei Zhe finally relaxed. So, he really was just here for the dumplings. Still, Pei Zhe couldn’t help but feel a bit puzzled. He’d been eating his wife’s dumplings for nearly twenty years and never thought they were anything…
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Early the next morning, when Li Nuo woke up, he found that the bedding on the floor had already been packed away and Song Jiaren was gone. After a simple wash, he sat in front of the mirror and effortlessly fixed his hair. He mentally noted the steps—styling a man's hair was much easier than a woman's. Even if his abilities expired tomorrow, he figured he wouldn’t need the household maids' help anymore. Another day passed. According to the Law Codex, he had only twenty-four days of life…
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*[Author's Note: In the next few chapters, you might notice some inconsistencies in character details. That’s because I often revise earlier drafts while writing later chapters. Some parts get updated while others might be missed, causing contradictions. If you catch any, feel free to point them out—I’ll revise them. As for that controversial poem everyone roasted, I knew it might get criticized, but it truly fit the scene, so I kept it. Changing it would break the continuity. Still, since so many…
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Being told by a six- or seven-year-old girl that she’d protect him left Li Nuo with a strange, indescribable feeling. But when he thought back to the way she had stood up for him earlier, he couldn’t help but feel a little touched. Children often had the purest hearts. This adorable little girl truly saw him as a friend. He smiled, showing he didn’t mind at all. “Let’s keep playing shuttlecock.” “Mm!” Song Muer nodded eagerly and tossed the shuttlecock toward him. Li Nuo…
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The carriage traveled down a broad avenue for about half an hour before stopping in front of a large residence. Since the birthday banquet would likely run late into the night, Li Nuo would be staying at the Song estate for the night for safety. Steward Wu dropped them off and returned home, planning to come fetch him the next morning. A sixtieth birthday was considered the most important milestone in a person’s life in ancient times. Even in an ordinary household, it would be celebrated with…
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After the county magistrate of Chang’an revealed his identity, Li Nuo’s interrogation went extremely smoothly. Those twenty-some officials, regardless of their rank or which department they served in, were remarkably cooperative. Every time Li Nuo asked a question, they answered in great detail. Their attitudes were unusually respectful. All of them kept their bodies slightly bowed as they responded, just to be polite while Li Nuo remained seated. This sight made Magistrate Pei Zhe green with…
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In the grand hall of the county office, Magistrate Pei Zhe of Chang’an was on the verge of a mental breakdown. A murder had taken place in his jurisdiction—no small matter under normal circumstances. But this wasn’t just any murder. The victim was a well-known wealthy merchant in Chang’an. Not only did he hold a prominent position in the business world, but he also had close ties with certain high-ranking officials in court. To make matters worse, the incident had occurred during his…
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Li Nuo slept deeply and peacefully. When he opened his eyes and saw the bright daylight outside, he sprang up from the bed in a panic. “Oh no, I’m late!” But as soon as he saw the two figures standing beside the bed, he froze. Only then did he remember—he no longer needed to go to that job ever again. One of the maids dipped a towel in warm water, wrung it dry, and said softly, “Young Master, allow me to assist you with your washing.” Seeing she intended to wipe his face for him,…
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Just moments ago, Li Nuo still believed that girls in ancient times should stick to playing the zither and embroidering flowers—not wielding swords and engaging in violence. Now, he’d completely changed his mind. Wielding swords was great! If his wife only knew how to play the zither and sew, he’d already be dead. “Protect him.” The cold and elegant woman left behind just those few words before leaping into the air and dashing toward a distant tall building. That arrow had been…
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“My respect for the Young Master is like a river, vast and unending...” “You flatter me.” “If you ever joined the court, you’d surely become one of the realm’s finest officials.” “You overpraise me, my lord. You handled matters cleverly just now too.” “Sigh, compared to the Young Master, I pale in comparison.” … In the main hall, Steward Wu stared blankly at the scene of the Young Master and the county magistrate exchanging compliments, his expression dazed and…
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