Chapter 111: Fish with Pickled Mustard Greens

After the big fish in the pond had been hauled up, the smaller ones were put back so they could keep breeding and growing, and there would be fish to harvest again next year.

Then came the distribution of the catch. That was the job of the brigade chief and the accountant. In principle, every household could receive a few fish, large or small depending on the situation. It was not absolutely fair, but at least everyone would have fish to eat.

There was nothing much to see in the fish distribution, so Li Qingyun went home first. After helping finish handing out the fish, Gu Tingzhou would bring their share back as well.

Li Qingyun headed home a step ahead, tidied up a little, and prepared to make dinner.

Along the way, whenever she met villagers...

“Taking the sea route? Isn’t that too dangerous? Why not go by land?” Liu Zhiping asked in confusion.

The spaceport a thousand meters below was already under heavy guard. This dual-use interstellar port was now entirely under military administration. Railguns deployed to defend against orbital drop pods were stationed at every strategic point throughout the port, while invisible radar waves prowled overhead, watching every stir for miles around.

“Indeed, I’m not foolish enough to resist you. That way, you can leisurely suck the wealth out of the kingdom without being pricked by some thorn!” A sorrowful expression appeared on Maoji’s face. He knew very well that he had no choice but to offer this useless resistance in words.

Naturally, the first matter was for Guan Hou to deliver his report. The basic content was already known to everyone, so this was merely a formality now.

“As long as you can prove that what you’re saying is true, I promise I’ll take you away!” Chen Yufan said seriously, looking at Luosi with a stern expression.

After dispelling the damage on Mesfaro, Chen Yufan teleported back to the conference room. He gladly accepted the crowd’s enthusiastic welcome, for he knew he would not be staying here much longer.

Bao Feiyang nodded. He understood that Li Beidou and Geng Mingjie both hoped to use him to get Chen Guisheng to step forward. As long as Atari backed the county and supported Geng Mingjie, then no one else could use this matter to obstruct him, and Geng Mingjie’s chances would soar.

Hearing that Bao Feiyang did not want him to come forward directly, Wu Yucheng could not help but breathe a sigh of relief. As long as he did not have to stand in front and play the villain, and only had to offer suggestions from behind the scenes, he could still accept that.

With a thunderous crash, those personal guard knights were sent flying backward with agonized cries. Without exception, each had a shard of a spear, glinting coldly, driven into the center of the chest. Combined with the fierce battle qi surging along the spear, it was enough to shatter their hearts into a pulpy mass.

“All right, enough nonsense. Get up!” The tall and imposing young man let out a cold snort. He was, of course, none other than Yu. Using the power of law, he had altered his own aura and, relying on Lei Dong’s black armor and that same aura, disguised himself to appear in this form.

“Uncle Ye, have you forgotten? At Xiaofei’s one-month banquet, you even met my parents. I just wasn’t there myself, because my company had an important meeting and I couldn’t get away.” Seeing Ye Zhengkai say that, Lu Zhan could not help feeling a surge of delight and continued to probe.

The corners of Lady Zhang’s mouth trembled as she said, “My lord, it must have been very painful, wasn’t it?” Her voice had changed, rough and hoarse.

I said nothing more. I simply took her phone from the coffee table, dialed Yan Bin’s number, and handed it back to her. Zhang Hui hurriedly turned off the music. Wang Ling glanced at the two of us, then gently pressed the speakerphone. One beep after another made us all hold our breath, and the surrounding silence turned frighteningly still.

He had grown thin; whether from too much pressure or too many worries, one could not tell. The stubble on his face had become thicker and thicker. Paired with the dark shirt he wore, he looked far more mature than before, and somehow more weathered as well.

In the end, after saying so much, it amounted to saying nothing at all. Whether it was the Empress or Consort Cheng, Ruo Tang absolutely had no wish to get involved in their struggle. Even if all the servants in this palace feared the Dowager Empress, there was no guarantee that some fearless fool would not pass on what she said. She did not want to offend either Consort Cheng or the Empress.