Mythical Three Kingdoms

Actually, from that time, Chen Lan and others suspected that Ji Xiang might be lacking something, but they couldn’t be certain because back then there were other crazy doctors besides Ji Xiang, and the others just awkwardly laughed it off.

Maybe Ji Xiang himself is a crazy doctor who fulfills his own twisted interests.

However, after long-term contact, everyone eventually realized that Ji Xiang truly lacks many things.

Among the group, there are no shortage of intelligent people, so naturally, over time, they uncovered everything they wanted to know, which is an important reason why this group sympathizes with Ji Xiang.

In Chen Lan’s eyes, Ji Xiang is actually just a child whose body has grown up, but many thoughts and emotions remain in childhood, driven purely by interest.

”Hmm, she seems not to resist Zijing.” Chen Xi thought for a while and said.

”Ha...” Chen Lan tilted his head, a hint of blush appearing on his face.

It’s not just not resisting; if it weren’t for Lub Zijing being cured, God knows how long Ji Xiang would have held him as a toy. Ji Xiang’s various awful remarks during that time made Chen Lan and the others unable to look directly.

If they hadn’t noticed something was wrong and dissuaded Ji Xiang, who knows what kind of state Lub Su would have been in.

In the days following, Chen Xi claimed illness and shut himself in, almost got into trouble with Lub Su, but holding firm inside, Chen Xi managed to escape this disaster.

During three days at home, Chen Xi used charcoal pencils to sketch the Fa Zheng he remembered, though only at an early high school level of sketching skills, and with Fa Zheng not around, Chen Xi had to rely on memory to draw.

Fortunately, with his spiritual capacity greatly enhanced, his memory was terrifyingly good, even remembering how many folds were on Fa Zheng’s clothes when he sat by the table. So Chen Xi kept drawing for three days straight, finally producing a sketch about seven to eighty percent like Fa Zheng.

”I’ve done my best.” Chen Xi found that no matter how he improved, he couldn’t draw the Fa Zheng in his mind, confirming that he truly had no talent in painting.

”Husband, you’ve actually drawn it very well; even I can tell at a glance that it’s Prime Minister Fa.” Fan Jian leaned on Chen Xi’s shoulder and said gently.

”Forget it, I’m beyond saving. Let’s get ready and dressed up. In the afternoon, we’ll go to Xiaoo Zhi’s wedding together. Chen Bo, drive the carriage.” Chen Xi smoothed Fan Jian’s hair and said with a smile.

While Chen Xi was framing his sketch, at the intersection of a state-level road south of Ye City, Taishi Ci and Guan Ping bumped into each other.

”Hey, Ping’er, are you also here for Xiaoo Zhi’s wedding?” Taishi Ci asked curiously.

Taishi Ci should have arrived two days earlier, but due to the hassle of the gift, he delayed. After preparing the gold bricks, he found them completely lacking in sincerity, especially since the blessings on them looked as if they’d been used countless times.

To people like Taishi Ci and Mi Fang, visiting Fa Zheng isn’t about the value of the gift, but entirely about the sincerity conveyed. Although there was an ample amount of gold and silver that seemed sincere, in truth, Fa Zheng wasn’t short of money.

So when a batch of gold and silver bricks were made, laid out on the floor, blindingly shiny, Taishi Ci and Mi Fang looked at the writing on them with just one feeling: no sincerity at all.

Whatever is sent without sincerity feels unacceptable. The two squatted in the storeroom covered with gold and silver bricks, racking their brains on what to do.

This isn’t like the New Year situation; during New Year, everyone celebrates every year at different places, no big deal, but marrying a wife, getting a wife only happens once! Naturally, it can’t be dealt with carelessly.

This realization threw Mi Fang and Taishi Ci into a panic. Though they had dug a lot of gold and silver, it was useless, as gold and silver couldn’t represent their sincerity.

The two guys scratched their heads, thinking of many ways but couldn’t come up with a good one. In desperation, Mi Fang paced in circles, while Taishi Ci kneaded the gold bricks on the spot.

As he kneaded, Taishi Ci felt something, then his mind opened up, and an idea of utmost sincerity popped into his head. But for this sincere idea, these two guys wasted even more time.

”Uncle Taishi, Uncle Mi.” Guan Ping respectfully saluted the two, ”My father sent me to attend the elders’ wedding and to participate in the military parade on his behalf.”

Speaking of Guan Ping, he is almost the lowest-ranking general under Liu Bei; he’s a true second-generation, so he has to call many people uncle. If Fa Zheng hadn’t been kicked out of the first-generation group, Guan Ping would need to call Fa Zheng uncle too.

However, even so, in formal occasions, Guan Ping dared not casually call Fa Zheng by his name.

”Oh, by the way, what gift did your father prepare?” Taishi Ci asked curiously. He and Mi Fang put a lot of effort into preparing a gift. This gift is both sincere and prestigious, absolutely high-end and classy. Therefore, Taishi Ci was very curious about what kind of gift that usually majestic and cold Guan Yu would prepare.

”My father, earlier this year, encountered a Flood Dragon with Inner Qi Manifestation along the Yangtze River, about eight zhang long. My father fought it for dozens of rounds, then skinned it and drew its tendons, and had skilled craftsmen turn it into armor, which I am to deliver to Prime Minister Fa, Uncle Zhao, and Uncle Lub,” Guan Ping said with a hint of pride.

Looking back, that crocodile was indeed fierce. Even Guan Yu only managed to kill it after being enraged and entering a Breakthrough State.

Naturally, once Guan Yu entered the Divine Boundary Break, with all his power culminated, even a master like Lyu Bu wouldn’t dare to engage him head-on recklessly.

”Ah, I see.” Taishi Ci nodded. There was nothing more to say; the sincerity and intention were all clear. Taishi Ci had also wanted to capture a shark with Inner Qi Manifestation, but such things are hard to come by.

”However, according to General Guan’s habits, it’s puzzling that he wouldn’t attend such an important event as the military parade,” Mi Fang said, slightly puzzled. Guan Yu was known for his cold and proud demeanor, rarely engaging with others, yet he would never tolerate being left behind. Missing out on such a grand event as a military parade seemed strange.

”There have been some disturbances in Eastern Wu lately, so my father is concerned about military matters at the front. He sent me instead. Furthermore, a military parade showcases the elite troops, and the soldiers under my father’s command are already elite, so there’s no fear of losing prestige,” Guan Ping said with a trace of arrogance. Although Guan Yu had only mobilized a thousand men this time, it would surely surprise everyone.

”Eastern Wu is actually stirring things up?” Taishi Ci said, puzzled.

”It’s just some movements. My father is merely being preventative,” Guan Ping shook his head. ”Even though our army is holding a military parade, as long as my father is stationed in Yuzhou, Eastern Wu will have no opportunity at all.”

”Let’s go. The wedding may take place at dusk, but if we walk too slowly, I’m afraid Fa Zheng might find fault.” Taishi Ci said with a smile. Though Guan Yu was proud, he was indeed formidable.

At this time, Ye City was already bustling with a festive atmosphere, surpassing the grandeur of Chen Xi’s wedding back then.

Fa Zheng had prepared a residence for Jiangg Ying and the Jiangg Family, with Wang Yi and others helping Jiangg Ying dress up, while outside, the ceremonial music of the Feudal Lords played continuously, melodic and elegant. The complex rituals and intricate attire did not weigh on Jiangg Ying; the unrestrained smile on her face revealed her joyful mood.

”Sister, how is it?” Wang Yi asked, holding a mirror and wearing a broad-sleeved robe.

”Everything is wonderful,” Jiangg Ying replied warmly.

”Don’t be so perfunctory,” Wang Yi teased. ”Brother-in-law insists on holding this wedding banquet just for you.”

”Thank you, Yi’er. If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t have come here back then,” Jiangg Ying said, reaching out to touch Wang Yi’s head, only to have Wang Yi dodge.

”Sit properly, sit properly. No more sisterly bonding; time is running short.” Several Jiangg Family aunts set Jiangg Ying in place, and dressing her up was quite a task.

On the other side, officials from Liu Bei’s administration began arriving. Unlike others greeted by butlers, here a group was waiting to gang up on Fa Zheng.

”Xiao Zhi, we brothers came to see you,” Wu Dun and Yin Li each carried a box and a jar of wine, and Fa Zheng immediately went to greet them.

”We won’t show you what’s inside. The gift list is there, but we haven’t seen each other for a long time; let’s have a drink,” Wu Dun and Yin Li handed the gift box over to the servant following Fa Zheng. Judging by how the servant hefted it, it was clear what it might be. Yet, Wu Dun and Yin Li, one pulling out a wine bowl from his chest, the other starting to pour wine.

”Drink!” Fa Zheng boldly took the wine bowl, downing it in one go, ”Great wine. You didn’t steal the physician Hua’s alcohol for disinfection again, did you?”

”Bold!” Wu Dun and Yin Li praised Fa Zheng’s forthrightness, ignoring the latter part, and Fa Zheng laughed and sent them off a few steps, then continued to stand at the door.

”Hey, hey, hey, Xuangao, go get some wine. Such a good opportunity,” Zhang Fei, squatting on the distant tavern, quickly nudged Zang Ba.

”Hey, I prepared it. Let’s see Xiao Zhi enjoy himself this time.” Hua Xiong chuckled as he pulled out a jar of wine, ”This is the good stuff I set aside earlier.”

With Wu Dun and Yin Li leading the way, various acquaintances, comrades, and old friends all came with wine. After ten bowls, even Fa Zheng, caught up in the excitement, realized something was wrong. He seemed to have been set up.

”Xiao Zhi, I’ve finished mine; you do as you please,” Guo Jia arrived with his son, having his son carry a tray with prose poetry, a servant carrying gifts, and holding a wine bowl himself, starting the interaction with this line.

Fa Zheng was frustrated to the point of spitting blood. Guo Jia drank it all in one go, flipping the bowl afterward. Fa Zheng glared at Guo Jia, also finishing his in one go, hating this rogue the most.

”That’s right, call him,” Guo Jia patted his son, and Guo Yi immediately understood, loudly calling, ”Nephew greets Uncle Fa!”

Fa Zheng was delighted hearing this, looking at Guo Jia with less displeasure, ”We’ll continue drinking later.” Then he made a welcoming gesture, sending Guo Jia off a few steps.