Home/ I [Imperial] Am This Type of Man/ Chapter 18
Changsun Meng came to see Han Shizhi that night.
Han Shizhi held a conversation with him by candlelight, but didn’t mention Ji Jinrong’s “predicament”, only talking about the great power of the Zhennan King. Although Changsun Meng was not very fond of using his brain, he could clearly see some things under the guidance of Duke Wei: Even someone as loyal as Duke Wei believes that the Zhennan King is very likely to take over the power in Daqi.
When Han Shizhi mentioned it, Changsun Meng immediately understood. Thinking of Ji Jinrong asking Han Shizhi to urge him to read, Changsun Meng was both moved and ashamed in his heart. Moved by Ji Jinrong’s high expectations for himself, and ashamed that he had to be forced by Han Shi to even read some military books.
Changsun Meng raised his head and looked at Han Shizhi.
“You—”
“You—”
The two of them actually spoke at the same time.
Looking at each other for a moment, both of them smiled, and in the blink of an eye, the small estrangement they had during the day disappeared. Changsun Meng spoke again, “I used to be a bastard and didn’t use my brain to do anything. Don’t worry, I won’t make mistakes again in the future. After His Majesty finishes cleaning up the Western Liang, I will definitely lead troops to the north. Yanbei has always been ours since ancient times!”
Hearing Changsun Meng mentioning the word “Yanbei”, Han Shizhi’s gaze moved and he said, “Don’t worry, just figure it out slowly.”
Changsun Meng said: “It’s your business to think about what to do, I’ll just fight the—” Before he could say the word “battle”, Changsun Meng realized it again and swallowed back his words. He again forgot that what Han Shizhi dislikes the most is his bravery and lack of strategy?
But Han Shizhi wasn’t angry. Instead, he said with a smile: “It doesn’t matter if you don’t want to think about it, we will think about it for you. However, in a battle, the situation always changes by the seconds, and there are always unexpected things happening by the rear. Winning a battle— and even the chance of survival— is often in that moment. His Majesty asked you to learn the art of war, hoping that you can understand military strategies, avoid dangerous situations, and save your own life, as well as the lives of thousands of great soldiers.”
Changsun Meng felt warm in his heart when he heard Han Shizhi’s earnest tone. Looking at Han Shizhi’s smiling face again, his heart couldn’t help but beat fast: “I know, I will do whatever you ask me to do from now on.”
At this time, it started to rain heavily outside, Changsun Meng said happily: “It’s raining. Shizhi, I’ll rest here for the night with you!”
Since it’s raining, Han Shizhi couldn’t drive the guests away, so he nodded and agreed. But before he could ask someone to arrange the room, Changsun Meng had already taken off his robe, boots, and socks on his own. He climbed into Han Shizhi’s bed quite impolitely and said, “Shizhi, your bed smells just like you.”
Han Shizhi’s face suddenly turned red, and he said with some annoyance: “When will you become more mature?”
Changsun Meng knew that the scholar was thin-skinned, so he stopped teasing people. He got into bed and patted the empty space next to him, looking like the master of the house: “Come up, let’s lie down and chat.”
Han Shizhi had no choice but to take off his outer robe and lay down beside a rough man like Changsun Meng. The two of them were too close together, and their breathing was clear and audible. Han Shizhi could even feel the ups and downs of Changsun Meng’s strong chest.
This was the first time that Changsun Meng was so close to Han Shizhi. He felt that Han Shizhi smelled so good that he couldn’t help but sniff hard and said, “Shizhi, you really smell good.”
Han Shizhi was annoyed: “If you keep talking nonsense, get out!”
Changsun Meng immediately shut his mouth.
Han Shizhi said: “Go to bed early, the rain will definitely stop by tomorrow morning.” After saying that, he closed his eyes and made it clear that he didn’t want to talk anymore.
Changsun Meng suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Han Shizhi’s face, which was so close. He felt that his long eyelashes were like two small brushes, brushing back and forth against his little heart. Looking at that beautiful nose bridge, beautiful mouth, beautiful chin…
…Beautiful collarbone…
Changsun Meng felt strange. Probably because he had just taken a few sips of wine, his whole body felt a bit hot. Looking at Han Shizhi’s tired sleeping face, Changsun Meng felt an inexplicable pity in his heart.
Han Shizhi must be working so hard for Yanbei, right?
In order to recapture Yanbei, Han Shizhi has to study various military books and solve his(cm) doubts while adapting to his new official position! Thinking of the counties in Yanbei that were handed over to the Turks by the late emperor, Changsun Meng’s heart was full of pride and grandeur— since His Majesty and Han Shizhi were so optimistic about him, he must lead troops to recapture Yanbei!
At that time, His Majesty will be happy, and Han Shizhi will also be happy, right?
Thinking about it, Changsun Meng also felt sleepy. He unconsciously wrapped his hands and feet around Han Shizhi, feeling the warm body temperature, and then even further hugged him tightly.
Then he fell asleep.
Ji Jinrong and the Zhennan King were not asleep yet.
The rain pattered outside.
Ji Jinrong doesn’t like rainy days very much. In the past, his condition would always worsen whenever it rained. Along with the rainy and cold weather came that never-ending pain and coma. The feeling that both your body and mind no longer belong to you is not pleasant, and Ji Jinrong never wants to taste it again in his lifetime. Even though he is now in good health, hearing the sound of rain is still not very pleasant: “It’s winter, but it still rains all day.”
The Zhennan King said: “It will probably snow in a few days.”
Ji Jinrong was startled, “Snow…”
He has never touched snow. He used to get sick even if it rained, let alone when it snowed, and no one would allow him to go outside. When Wei Tingjun was a child, he didn’t understand anything. He would run outside and stuff a handful of snow into his sleeves without telling others. Then he would run in secretly and say, “Your Highness, it’s snowing outside! You can’t go out, so I secretly brought some for you to touch!” Then he dug it into his pocket, but he couldn’t find it anymore. It had already melted! Wei Tingjun was stunned and said with a sad face, “I obviously stuffed it in a while ago.”
The imperial physician heard this and immediately went to Wei Tingjun’s father to file a complaint.
When Wei Tingjun came over the next day, his eyes were swollen. He had obviously cried for a long time, and there were still marks on his body from being beaten. Wei Tingjun was still young at that time and couldn’t understand why Ji Jinrong could never touch the snow that everyone could touch easily.
Although he was disappointed, Ji Jinrong couldn’t bear to see Wei Tingjun’s sad face, so he could only say: “The snow is cold and icy, there is nothing to touch.”
He didn’t know if Wei Tingjun believed it.
He only remembered that Wei Tingjun never mentioned the word “snow” in front of him since then.
Ji Jinrong remembered the past, and the Zhennan King also remembered it. It was at that time that he realized that his Majesty was always living in front of the gates of hell— no matter how ordinary things were to others, they could be fatal to his Majesty.
At that time, an unspeakable fear enveloped his heart. He wished he could suffer in Ji Jinrong’s place and lie on the bed in Ji Jinrong’s place.
So later on, he didn’t care if Ji Jinrong hated or disliked him, and he still forced Ji Jinrong to give up harmful food and drinks.
As long as he is in the capital, he will stay on guard outside Ji Jinrong’s palace. Firstly, it was to prevent someone from bringing greasy food to Ji Jinrong. Secondly, he was afraid—
He was afraid that once his majesty fell asleep, he would never wake up again.
At least when that moment arrives, he will be by his Majesty’s side.
The Zhennan King reached out and hugged Ji Jinrong into his arms.
The two of them were in the same bed, but they didn’t have any other thoughts right now. The Zhennan King hugged Ji Jinrong and said, “Your Majesty, when it snows, we can go see the plum blossoms.”
Ji Jinrong said: “Plum blossoms don’t bloom in early snow, but in late snow.” Although he couldn’t go to appreciate plum blossoms, Ji Jinrong was aware of these things.
The Zhennan King said: “Then let’s wait until then. Your Majesty, now we can…” He tightened his arms, “Now we can wait no matter how long. After we finish dealing with the matter of Western Liang, I will invite some people from Chenghai County to come and collect more plum blossoms to steam. The people in Chenghai County are the best at this method, and the steamed plum blossom dew is very good. As long as you add a drop of it to the wine, it will smell the same as plum blossoms and taste very good.”
Ji Jinrong felt that he could already smell the fragrance of plum blossoms in his nose.
He said happily: “Okay!”
The two talked for a while before slowly falling asleep.
When he woke up the next day, Ji Jinrong asked, “Is that system under your control?”
The Zhennan King understood what Ji Jinrong was talking about. He nodded and released the system of the “subjugated nation”.
The system of the subjugated nation: “…”
Thank God, he finally saw the light of day again!
Ji Jinrong didn’t give this system a chance to complain, and directly checked the tasks issued before.
As the host of the system of subjugated nation, his mission in this world is simple: Quietly be a fallen monarch and just watch the Great Qi dynasty change hands!
After the change of dynasty, his mission will be completed, and he can retire successfully.
Of course, the main reason was to hope that he would get Wei Tingjun away “in passing”.
The Zhennan King also looked through his mission requirements.
After checking both sides, they actually have the same goals.
——Change of dynasty.
Ji Jinrong communicated with the system in his mind: “Is it enough to just change the dynasty?”
The Zhennan King can control the system, so he naturally heard the conversation between Ji Jinrong and the system. Upon hearing Ji Jinrong’s question, he couldn’t help shouting: “Your Majesty!”
Ji Jinrong looked at him.
The Zhennan King immediately grabbed Ji Jinrong’s hand. As long as he thinks about ascending to the throne, he will remember everything from back then that was like a nightmare— no matter what, he is not willing to experience something like that again! Not to mention that Ji Jinrong is still here, even if Ji Jinrong is gone, he is not willing to put on the dragon robe that belongs to Ji Jinrong and sit on the dragon throne that belongs to Ji Jinrong!
The Zhennan King tightened his fingers and firmly held Ji Jinrong’s palm.
Ji Jinrong signaled him to stay calm and continued to ask: “As long as the dynasty changes, it doesn’t matter who changes it— or how it is changed?”
The two systems hesitated for a moment, and after repeated inquiries and checks, they finally gave Ji Jinrong a definite answer: “Yes, as long as the dynasty changes, it doesn’t matter who changes it, and it doesn’t matter how it is changed.”
Ji Jinrong said, “That is to say, the mastermind hopes to replace the old with the new, in order to promote the civilization process of this world?”
The two systems communicated for a while and found what Ji Jinrong said to be very reasonable. They were sent here hoping that the world would develop in a positive direction, right? If this world gets better and better, the more energy it can provide for the main brain and various systems! And with Ji Jinrong’s words, they felt their existence suddenly became noble— although their names may sound a bit unpleasant, they were created for this great purpose!
Feeling moved, the system said: “Yes, Master Host, we are here precisely for this purpose!”
Ji Jinrong smiled slightly, “Great, we will definitely complete the task.”
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