Embroidered Uniform Guard: I Can Plunder Talents-Chapter 234 - 53: You Like Jumping in My Face, Huh? Even Heaven Won’t Cut You Slack

Chapter 234: Chapter 53: You Like Jumping in My Face, Huh? Even Heaven Won’t Cut You Slack

"That doesn’t seem appropriate!"

Hearing Fu Zhengqing say this,

Yan Shuzhu couldn’t help but frown.

There were already so few capable people by her side—if something happened to Ye Liuyun because of this, Yan Shuzhu felt she wouldn’t even have anywhere to cry her heart out.

She opposed it without even thinking.

But—

"Your Majesty, that’s not quite right!"

Fu Zhengqing, the Prime Minister, didn’t even need to speak this time.

Immediately, other officials stood up to back Fu Zhengqing.

"The Southern Governor is a young Grandmaster—of course he should make the journey, to showcase the Great Qian’s might!"

The one shouting the loudest was a man in his thirties or forties.

He nearly pointed right at Ye Liuyun’s nose and told him to go.

"Lord Ye, you’re an official of our Great Qian. Shouldn’t you serve the dynasty? Or do you only want the emperor’s salary, not the emperor’s errands?"

Wow, he sure can talk nonsense.

"And you are?"

There wasn’t a hint of anger on Ye Liuyun’s face.

Instead, he cocked his head with great interest and looked at the man.

"I’m the Minister of Rites, Ji You."

The self-proclaimed Minister of Rites, this middle-aged man, looked at Ye Liuyun with a rebellious air.

As for cultivation, he certainly couldn’t compare to this young Grandmaster, Ye Liuyun, but in terms of rank, the Minister of Rites was much higher than the Southern Governor.

Ji You’s intentions couldn’t have been clearer—he wanted to latch onto Fu Zhengqing, the Prime Minister.

So he followed Fu Zhengqing’s lead and took the chance to put Ye Liuyun down.

"Don’t try to change the subject, Ye Liuyun. You may be a young Grandmaster, but you’re also Great Qian’s Southern Governor. Helping His Majesty solve problems—isn’t that your job?"

The guy really knows how to fight—verbally, at least.

"When did I ever say I wouldn’t go?"

Ye Liuyun suddenly smiled.

Ever since he transmigrated, even when investigating cases, he’d always stayed inside the Great Qian Dynasty.

He hadn’t left the Great Qian’s borders yet—this was the perfect opportunity to broaden his horizons.

What’s more,

When people slap you in the face, there’s no way Ye Liuyun would just pretend nothing happened.

"You—"

Seeing Ye Liuyun agree, Ji You instantly looked much more smug.

See? Even a young Grandmaster, at a time like this, has to bow his head.

Ji You had already started imagining how, after handling this so perfectly, the Prime Minister would reward him. I mean, that’s a Grandmaster! So what if Ye Liuyun is a prodigy?

He was just about to say something more—

—when Ye Liuyun cut him off.

"Since we’re escorting the princess for a marriage alliance, it would be improper to rely solely on Embroidered Uniform Guard staff. Lord Ji, as the Minister of Rites, surely you’re an expert in all matters ceremonial, so how about you come along with me on this trip?"

"???"

As soon as Ye Liuyun said this, Ji You was stunned on the spot.

Go together? Where to? To Xihe Dynasty?

Ji You shook his head without even thinking. What a joke! Here in the Imperial City he had money and power, and could enjoy life however he wanted.

If he ended up in Xihe Dynasty, surviving the trip back alive would be a miracle.

Not to mention the hardships along the journey—for a pampered man like Ji You, just thinking about it already made him want to say no.

"How could I possibly? I can’t! I—"

"Why not?"

This time it wasn’t Ye Liuyun speaking.

It was Yan Shuzhu on the dragon throne, her beautiful eyes staring blankly at Ji You.

Fu Zhengqing is a Grandmaster—there’s nothing Yan Shuzhu could do about him. But if it’s just a Minister of Rites, there shouldn’t be any trouble at all.

Quite a few of the surrounding officials looked at Ji You with obvious mockery.

Some who were nearby even shuffled their feet away from him.

Serves you right for jumping in so eagerly just now.

Look at you now, dumbstruck.

"Lord Fu!"

Ji You hurriedly looked to Fu Zhengqing. No matter what, he’d only spoken up for Fu Zhengqing’s sake—surely he wouldn’t just wash his hands of him?

But all he got from Fu Zhengqing was a pair of icy cold eyes.

To Fu Zhengqing, it didn’t matter if it was just Ji You, or even all the civil officials put together—none were worth a second thought. One or two dead? Who cares?

Fu Zhengqing said nothing.

Everyone already understood what that meant.

"Enough!"

Yan Shuzhu directly cut Ji You off before he could even argue further.

"The princess is leaving for her marriage in half a month. Minister of Rites, get yourself ready, you’ll be joining the escort."

After saying this,

Yan Shuzhu promptly announced the end of court.

"Lord Fu! Lord Fu!"

Ji You stood there stunned for a second, then quickly hurried after Fu Zhengqing, looking like he was pleading for mercy.

Either way, none of this had much to do with Ye Liuyun anymore.

"Is your team big enough?"

Lei Zheng bumped Ye Liuyun with his shoulder and asked in a low voice.

"If you’re short on people, I have some good men on my side too!"

Innate Realm martial artists might be few, but as far as Postnatal Martial Artists go, Lei Zheng had quite a few under his command.

"No need!"

Lei Zheng’s offer was for his own safety—Ye Liuyun wasn’t ungrateful.

He just smiled and shook his head.

"Bring too many, and if things really go south, I’ll just have to spend energy looking after them. Less is more. What’s important is enough strength, not numbers!"

"True that!"

Lei Zheng nodded after hearing this.

He’d already heard Ye Liuyun had recently gained an Innate Realm subordinate—his strength was definitely enough now.

But then Lei Zheng had a sudden realization.

"It’s just an escort job—we probably won’t get into any fights. Don’t jinx us."

To end up fighting on someone else’s turf...