Let’s Squander A Billion First!

Chapter 1408: Chapter 1408: The General’s Noble Consort (18)

”Such a tragedy.”

”What a pity...”

”It’s truly a tragedy, running into this bully.”

The Young Emperor, taking advantage of his small size, squeezed into the crowd.

In the crowd, a girl wearing mourning clothes was kneeling on the ground, with a corpse covered by a straw mat in front of her.

Next to her stood a sign - Sell body to bury father.

The Young Emperor’s pupils shrank slightly.

Su Xue pulled at the Young Emperor: ”Young master, don’t look at it.”

The Young Emperor was pulled out of the crowd by Su Xue.

Just then, Chuzheng and Rong Shi walked over.

The Young Emperor had an odd expression, and Chuzheng, unusually concerned, asked, ”What did you see?”

”A... dead person.” The Young Emperor suddenly lunged forward, hugging Chuzheng: ”Mother... Empress.”

Chuzheng pried the Young Emperor’s hand open, sternly educating him: ”What’s the big deal, it’s just a dead person. You hold the power of life and death over everyone. In the future, you can kill whoever you want. What is there to be afraid of?”

The Young Emperor: ”...”

Rong Shi: ”...”

It always seemed like The Empress Dowager’s way of educating had issues.

When the Late Emperor was around, the Young Emperor could hear who was beheaded, who had died.

However, he had never seen a corpse before.

Besides his father, this was the first time the Young Emperor had seen a dead person so closely.

What Mother said was right, he was an emperor.

He couldn’t be afraid.

The Young Emperor gave himself a pep talk inwardly.

Just then, a rough shout suddenly erupted from the crowd.

”What’s so bad about coming with me? Enjoy good food and drink, and I can give your father a good burial.”

”Let me go, Ding Wu, you will not die a good death!!”

”Let her go, let her go. I want to see today, who dares oppose me, dares help you.”

Chuzheng looked at Su Xue.

Su Xue promptly said, ”A girl is selling her body to bury her father.”

Chuzheng: ”...”

In a TV drama, this would definitely be the cliché scene where the heroine sells her body to afford her father’s burial, gets harassed by a wastrel, then the hero suddenly appears, saves her, arranges her father’s burial, and then she repays him with her life in a poignant love story.

Chuzheng couldn’t understand.

Why is it always selling the body to bury the father, never selling to bury the mother?

[...] Is there a need for your focus to be so strange?

”Mother, she is so pitiful, can’t we help her?” The Young Emperor tugged at Chuzheng’s sleeve, his face blatantly saying ’I am very kind-hearted.’

Chuzheng: ”...”

I’m pitiful too!

”No.” Maybe it’s just a scam.

Having been conned too many times, you see everyone as a con artist.

”Mother...”

The Young Emperor tugged at her sleeve insistently.

Chuzheng: ”...”

Chuzheng didn’t want to go.

The Young Emperor let go of Chuzheng, rummaged over himself with a worried look, and finally found a jade pendant.

He grabbed the jade pendant and was about to walk back into the crowd.

Chuzheng: ”...”

Being The Empress Dowager is so difficult!

I’m going on strike!

-

Chuzheng quickly squeezed back into the crowd and saw the girl.

She was indeed beautiful, even in coarse clothes, her delicate and gentle features could not be hidden.

Kneeling there, she was like a fragile grass, swaying in the wind and rain, making any man want to cherish and comfort her.

But at this moment, a young master in fine clothes stood in front of the grass, flanked by his henchmen waving around.

”Who is he?”

Chuzheng casually asked a nearby spectator.

The spectator didn’t look at Chuzheng, keeping his eyes on the commotion ahead, and said, ”That’s Ding Wu, the only son of Lord Ding, a notorious bully.”

A bully?

Can anyone be a bigger bully than me?

No way.

I’m a good person.

Calm down, I am a good person, and I strive to do good every day.

”Is he powerful?”

”Of course he’s powerful, his father is the Prefectural Magistrate, you tell me, is he powerful?” the person responded with a sigh.

”Powerful.” Chuzheng answered without much sincerity.

Chuzheng was just about to step out and do a good deed when her wrist was grabbed by a pair of warm, broad hands.

”Lady... miss, what are you going to do?” Rong Shi, who had somehow appeared by her side, held her wrist to stop her.

Rong Shi had seen Chuzheng about to step out and had grabbed her in a moment of desperation.

”Seeing injustice and spreading some money, isn’t that okay?” Chuzheng didn’t struggle and allowed him to hold her wrist.

Rong Shi: ”...”

He had heard of drawing swords to help when seeing injustice, but never of spreading money for it.

Rong Shi looked around, leaned slightly closer to Chuzheng, and lowered his voice.

”Miss, given your noble status, it’s best not to get involved. If you wish to help her, allow me to handle it.”

The two stood very close, and Chuzheng could even feel his breath as he spoke, which tingled her ears lightly.

Lifting her gaze, Chuzheng could see Rong Shi’s long eyelashes cast delicate shadows beneath his eyes.

He was so handsome that it was hard to look away.

The crowd suddenly surged forward.

Rong Shi quickly shielded Chuzheng.

The two were already close, and now the distance was even smaller.

Chuzheng was almost leaning into his arms, feeling the softness of a young girl and the gentle fragrance unique to her.

Rong Shi’s eyes darkened slightly.

The next second, Rong Shi stepped back a little: ”Miss, are you alright?”

”I’m fine.” What could happen to her, in just this minor scene.

Chuzheng pushed aside his hand that was hovering protectively, warning him: ”Stand here, don’t come over, or I’ll hit you.”

Good Person Card is so good-looking, if he goes over, could he escape?

Rong Shi: ”??”

Before Rong Shi could react, Chuzheng was already out of the crowd.

”Miss...”

Chuzheng turned back, glaring fiercely at him.

Rong Shi: ”...”

-

As Chuzheng stepped out of the crowd, the curious onlookers fell silent.

Not for any other reason, but because Chuzheng was extraordinarily beautiful.

In terms of looks and aura, she surpassed the kneeling girl by miles.

Ding Wu and his lackeys also noticed Chuzheng.

When Ding Wu saw Chuzheng, his eyes lit up.

This beauty, she looked much better than this plain bowl of soup...

However, Ding Wu was a wise rogue.

In front of him was a young lady dressed in silk and satin, her few accessories were exquisite, clearly not ordinary objects, and her whole demeanor was extraordinary.

Such a person, with unclear origins, no matter how beautiful, had to be approached cautiously.

”Miss, what’s your business here?”

Ding Wu’s gaze carried a hint of flirtation, roaming over her.

At least enjoying eye candy.

Chuzheng pointed to the sign on the ground.

Ding Wu followed her finger, not quite understanding her meaning: ”Miss, what do you mean?”

Chuzheng pulled out a wad of silver notes from her sleeve.

She glanced at the girl, pulling out a note of smaller denomination from within, yet sufficient to arrange her father’s burial.

She placed it in front of the girl.

The girl’s pupils widened, and in the next second, her eyes welled up with tears.

She immediately kowtowed in gratitude: ”Thank you, thank you.”

But Ding Wu was not pleased, his expression turning fierce: ”Are you interfering?”

”I have money too, how can I not help her?” Chuzheng’s tone was cold, but for some reason, there was an annoying quality to it.

”I advise you to leave quickly, don’t meddle.”

Ding Wu’s lackeys snatched back the silver note.