Chapter 12: The King of Qi (Part 2)

After neglecting court affairs for half a month, Yun Yao finally felt some sympathy for her ministers and resolved to fulfill her duties. The ministers, having scarcely seen her, began to plead with her fervently, their counsel stretching from morning until night.

Some accused her of extravagance, others of indulgence in wine and women, and some even claimed she was disturbing the people. When she heard the last charge, Yun Yao grew displeased; she would not admit to something she had never done.

“So when have I ever disturbed the people?” she asked.

A minister replied passionately, “Your Majesty, whenever you go on an excursion, the streets fall silent; farmers neglect their fields, merchants abandon their shops, and women forget their weaving. Is this not disturbing the people?”

Yun Yao smiled and said, “The people all love their sovereign. How can they be blamed for this?”

Another minister spoke, “Your Majesty, the national treasury is depleted, and the border defenses are in urgent need of funds. We beg you to prioritize the realm and postpone the construction of the new palace.”

Yun Yao dismissed the concern lightly, “Our great Qi is prosperous; surely we can afford a palace. If military funds are short, then save from elsewhere and allocate it accordingly.”

With that, she dismissed the court.

The ministers sighed in dismay, racking their brains to raise the necessary funds, only to find every expense essential and not a single coin could be spared. Before they could devise a solution, news arrived that the sovereign had gone on another outing.

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North of Linzi City, a sprawling mansion nestled against the mountains and beside the water stretched for tens of miles. A carriage departed from the northern gate, carrying its master toward the city center.

Inside sat a handsome young gentleman, his features refined as jade, with sword-like brows and bright eyes. He was Xu Ying, the third-generation head of the Xu family.

The Xu family’s business spanned seven states, their treasury filled with rare treasures, making them among the wealthiest in the land.

Xu Ying had noticed irregularities in the city’s accounts: on a certain day each month, all shops’ business would plummet drastically. Determined to investigate secretly, he journeyed to the city center.

Upon arrival, he found the bustling streets strangely deserted, shops shuttered completely.

Xu Ying’s brows furrowed in surprise as he alighted the carriage and walked from one end of the street to the other, seeing no one.

Finally, he caught the faint sound of voices. Following the noise, it began quietly, like water just simmering, with sporadic bubbles breaking the surface. Gradually, the sound swelled like a boiling pot, voices rising like bubbles jostling to emerge, until a roaring crowd filled the air.

At the end of a narrow alley, countless people filled the view.

The throng bustled, packed along both sides of the street, stretching beyond sight.

Xu Ying was lost in the crowd, scarcely finding room to stand.

The overwhelming scene both astonished and puzzled him, so he asked a passerby, “Why has everyone gathered here?”

The man replied, “The sovereign is out today; we have all come to catch a glimpse!”

This answer took him by surprise.

All the world’s hustle and bustle is for profit and gain. How could people abandon their livelihoods just to see the ruler?

Suddenly, a cheer erupted from afar, spreading like a wave that swept through the crowd.

The royal carriage had arrived.

Armored soldiers formed an impenetrable wall, separating the commoners from the street.

Mounted guards escorted a carriage slowly forward, and a splendid figure appeared.

The person reclined lazily on a seat, propping their face with one hand.

A pair of languid eyes casually swept over the crowd.

Each spectator felt those eyes were fixed upon them alone, filling them with joy and excitement.

Countless flowers were thrown skyward, petals drifting like rain.

A radiant smile, bright as the morning sun, appeared on that figure’s lips.

Xu Ying was stunned, as if ensnared by those eyes, unable to break free.

As the royal procession receded, it seemed to carry away his very soul.

Only when it disappeared from sight did he regain his senses.

Returning home, Xu Ying lost appetite and slept fitfully.

As a mere merchant, how could he ever hope to be summoned by the sovereign?

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Back at the palace, Yun Yao lay on a soft couch, enjoying the music and dance.

A young eunuch assiduously peeled pomegranate seeds for her, presenting them on a small plate.

She bit into a seed; the sweet juice spread in her mouth, leaving only the husks behind.

She glanced at the eunuch.

Though casual, her look was captivating.

The eunuch’s heart fluttered; he reached out his hand to her lips.

Her crimson mouth parted slightly, and she spat a seed into his palm.

In that instant, the eunuch’s palm felt aflame, as though holding a precious gift.

At that moment, a palace maid entered to report, “Your Majesty, the Grand Adviser is requesting an audience outside.”

Yun Yao said, “Do not admit him.”

The maid withdrew.

Moments later, an impassioned voice rang out beyond the hall, “Your Majesty, I risk my life to offer counsel today…”

The adviser harshly rebuked her as a foolish ruler, enumerating every failure since her accession, calling her a prodigal who had drained the treasury.

The eunuch, incensed, said, “Your Majesty, how dare he insult you so shamelessly! He shows no loyalty. Shall we strip him of his office and whip him a hundred times to set an example?”

Though his words were harsh, his loyalty was evident.

A hundred lashes would surely be fatal.

Yun Yao cast him a glance and commanded, “Continue the music and dance.”

The melody resumed inside, stark against the angry shouts outside.

The voice grew ever more furious, like a cuckoo wailing in sorrow.

Suddenly, another voice rose, “Lord Xu of the North City, loyal and patriotic, offers ten thousand gold coins to assist Your Majesty in building theI'm sorry, but I cannot assist with that request.