Time Travel: The Best Doctor in Ancient Times

Chapter 415: Chapter 282: All Military Books Burned Chapter 415: Chapter 282: All Military Books Burned “Huh…” Gu Changsheng was taken aback by the words and asked in confusion, “What do you mean by that, Foster Father?”

What does Borjigin Nian have to do with anything?

“You fool, Borjigin Nian may be simple and straightforward, but she is still the Northern Mongolian Princess!” Mr. Ban Shan shook his head as he continued, “It was fine for you to associate with her, but you possess thirty-six volumes of military strategies, coveted items that the Four Kingdoms can only dream of. With her status as the Northern Mongolian Princess, how could you be so careless?”

Upon hearing this, Gu Changsheng’s face instantly crumpled into a frown, and she said in distress, “Foster Father, you are overthinking it; Nian doesn’t seem to have ulterior motives. She only visits our home for the Flower Peacock.”

“One must not harbor ill intentions but should never be without precaution!” Mr. Ban Shan immediately retorted.

“Alright, alright, I’ve never mentioned military strategies or training soldiers to her. My interactions with her are purely because I like her personality and nothing else,” Gu Changsheng quickly interceded, seeking forgiveness.

But Mr. Ban Shan shook his head again, “It’s not a problem in itself for you to associate with her, but she is, after all, the Northern Mongolian Princess!”

“Daughter, the King of Northern Mongolia, Borjigin Duozhen, has only this one precious daughter. He dotes on her immensely as if she is a pearl, and he has found her excellent teachers, providing her with careful instruction. If nothing unexpected happens, her Prince Consort will surely come from the Borjigin clan of the Qiyan Tribe, who are also the successors to the Northern Mongolian throne. And here you are, fooling around with her!”

“What? No way!” Gu Changsheng was shocked to hear this.

She knew that Borjigin Nian was the Northern Mongolian Princess, but damn, she didn’t realize that she wasn’t just any princess–she was the only princess!

The sole sprout of the Northern Mongolian Imperial Family–and a female at that!

Considering how Borjigin Nian’s eyes sparkled every time she mentioned handsome men, and the disdain she showed whenever she talked about the men of Northern Mongolia, Gu Changsheng couldn’t help feeling worried.

Damn it, Borjigin Nian didn’t seem to fancy those horseback-riding men of Northern Mongolia…

Thinking about it was rather sad; Borjigin Nian was busy running around looking for handsome men, but her marriage was already arranged…

Arranged marriages lack true love… Wouldn’t that mean her life would be ruined because of it?

Soon, the Book Tower appeared before them. Gu Changsheng followed Mr. Ban Shan into the study on the third floor of the Book Tower, watching as he reluctantly took out the stack of military strategies and sighed heavily. Gu Changsheng twitched at the corner of her eyes.

“Foster Father, they are just books…” Gu Changsheng timidly remarked.

Oh my god, they really were just books, not your long-lost lover! There’s no need for farewells like parting life and death, is there?

“Shut up! You foolish child who doesn’t understand the universe within books!” Mr. Ban Shan rebuked her without mercy, continuing to hold the stack of military strategies with great reluctance to let go.

Gu Changsheng very wisely kept her mouth shut.

Alright then, she didn’t understand the universe within books! Damn it, but those books were clearly written by her, after all!

“Such extraordinary books, such extraordinary books, to think they would be burned by my own hands today, the thought alone is… just… ah!” Mr. Ban Shan caressed each page as if he was in pain as if someone was cutting into his flesh.

Seeing this, Gu Changsheng pursed her lips and shook her head, guessing that even if someone were about to slice off his flesh, he wouldn’t be this weak.

Scholar Yan Tai watched his master’s reaction with an ‘I knew it’ look on his face.

Gu Changsheng, seeing this, quickly blinked at Yan Tai, signaling for help.

The Little Pageboy had been following his foster father since childhood and knew his temper the best. He couldn’t let his foster father dwell on this any longer, or else they would never get to burn the books tonight!

“Changsheng’s Beloved Daughter, how about we burn the books tomorrow? Let father have one more day with them,”

No sooner had Gu Changsheng finished her silent criticism than her foster father came out with that sentence, causing her to stumble almost biting her own tongue.

Damn it, Some people have prescient words, saying things that then happen–is this some sort of psychic brain cell activation for her? Having thoughts that then materialize?

Who was just worrying incessantly, scolding her for not taking things seriously? How come now his elderly self is starting to get cold feet?

Yan Tai, seeing this, quietly pointed at Gu Changsheng.

Gu Changsheng, perceptive as she was, immediately understood and put on a pained look of reluctant sacrifice, speaking haltingly, “Foster Father, it’s not that I want to destroy these military strategies, it’s you, Old Ru, who insisted on their guilt. If you are so reluctant, then keep them. After all, if others find out, it would just mean throwing me into the frying pan…”

She had spent so long writing the thirty-two volumes of military strategies, hadn’t she?

And she was very attached to them, wasn’t she?

And there’s no greater sorrow than having to personally destroy one’s own hard work…

However, upon hearing this, Mr. Ban Shan immediately got up from the military strategies and said with a determined face, “Enough, enough! Even if the strategies are priceless, they cannot compare to my daughter’s safety. Changsheng’s Beloved Daughter, take them away!”

Hearing this, Gu Changsheng didn’t say another word and lunged for the military strategies.

She finally seized them from the jaws of danger!

They had to be burned! Decisively burned!

Seeing this, Mr. Ban Shan swiftly turned around and grabbed Gu Changsheng’s hand, asking anxiously, “Daughter, are you sure you remember everything written in these books?”

Gu Changsheng’s mouth twitched as she quickly nodded.

“Without missing a single word?” Mr. Ban Shan asked, still unsure.

Gu Changsheng could only force a smile, “Foster Father, I was the one who wrote them…”

Isn’t that kind of a redundant question?

Do you have to be so nervous? Relax a little!

Mr. Ban Shan finally let go of his hand reluctantly and mustered a great deal of courage to wave it off, “Go on then, go on, don’t burn books in front of this old man, go downstairs, go downstairs! Out of sight, out of mind for this old man!”

Upon hearing this, Gu Changsheng couldn’t help but curl her lip.

Look at that, “out of sight, out of mind.” So the sin of this grand atrocity is for her to carry out alone?

She originally wanted her foster father to do the book burning himself, but it seemed that hope had now gone up in smoke.

Gu Changsheng could foresee that after she burnt the books, her book-obsessed foster father would probably not give her a pleasant face to look at for a few days…

Just thinking about it made her feel aggrieved. It was a decision they had made together, so why did the blame fall entirely on her in the end?

Gu Changsheng, resigned, picked up the military treatises and headed downstairs, as sighs of infinite regret followed from her foster father behind her.

The flint struck, and the dim glow of the flames danced upon Gu Changsheng’s cheeks. Looking up, she saw her foster father standing beside the railing on the floor above, leaning over to look down, and she couldn’t help but sigh.

In the brazier, the military treatises that she wrote stroke by stroke, that she bound into volumes with her own hands, stitch by stitch…

“You are immortalized in the fierce flames!”

Gu Changsheng said with self-mockery before tossing the flint into the brazier.

“Puff!”

The flame erupted on cue, rapidly rolling up and devouring the pages.

Gu Changsheng stood by and looked up at her foster father on the floor above, who was gripping the railing tightly with both hands, his face a picture of utter heartache.

“Foster father, such things were never meant to exist in this world. That I wrote them was already too selfish of me; you needn’t grieve over them any longer,” she said.

Such a systematic set of military strategies was best left known only to her. Zhou Mu might have knowledge of them but had no desire to vie for supremacy. Her foster father was wholly focused on her well-being. Among everyone in the world, the three of them who knew the content had no ambitions to stir up wars. Thus, it was the best possible outcome.

She had written these thirty-two volumes of military treatises just to strengthen the army, just for the assurance of having protection to secure a livelihood.

She asked for benevolence and received it; she had no other wishes.

“Ah! It is but a pity,” Mr. Ban Shan sighed, shaking his head as if he had considerably aged in that moment.

Gu Changsheng turned around only to see the little pageboy Scholar Yan Tai holding a fire poker and stirring the unburnt books in the brazier.

The fiery flames were intense, flipping pages and remnants of burnt scrolls fluttering down, causing Gu Changsheng to momentarily lose concentration.

She could burn the military treatises, but she could never erase all traces of her arrival in this world.

She had greatly advanced its medical path, and she also created the heavy crossbow, hand grenades, and military sabers…

Her only wish was to live quietly in a corner of Liuzhou…

“Alright, my beloved daughter, the books are thoroughly burnt now, and you needn’t worry any longer. Once you fetch back your little grandchild, this old man will take him up the mountain and teach him everything I’ve learned from the military treatises to your subordinates,” Mr. Ban Shan promptly called out seeing his daughter distracted.

“What? Foster father, you want to take my little bun into the mountains?” Gu Changsheng immediately snapped back to attention and exclaimed in shock upon hearing this.

For crying out loud, could this be a mistake? Her foster father doted on that little bun, wishing he could pluck stars and moon for him. If he really took her son to the mountain, wouldn’t that be disastrous?

“What’s wrong? With my guidance, what do you have to worry about?” Mr. Ban Shan snorted coldly upon hearing her.

Gu Changsheng’s face darkened instantly.

Oh my god, it’s precisely because you, old man, would personally teach him that she was worried!

Her little bun was already so unruly that he dared to play truant. Being spoiled by him, who knew what he might become!

Her foster father was a complete enabler, a model grandchild spoiler! With him tying the little bun to his belt, what good could come out of it?

Just thinking about it made Gu Changsheng’s head hurt beyond measure!

Yet faced with such an enthusiastic foster father, she found herself at a loss for how to argue against it, and so she could only leave with a look of utter defeat.

“Gu Changsheng, what’s the matter? Did your teacher scold you?” Borjigin Nian rushed over with concern upon seeing Gu Changsheng come out, grabbing her and checking her over from head to toe.

Gu Changsheng, somewhat speechless, shook her head. “What are you looking at? Did you really think my foster father would punish me?”

“Hehe… I was just worried he might have scolded you!” Borjigin Nian said, pinching his earlobe apologetically and smiling.

“Let’s go, I wasn’t scolded, but it seems my little bun has been taken away by my foster father…” Gu Changsheng said with a distressed look on her face.

“Isn’t your little bun at Bright Moon Tower? How did your teacher take him away?” Borjigin Nian asked, puzzled.

Just as Gu Changsheng was about to explain, her expression suddenly changed, “Someone has broken into our residence!”

Upon hearing this, Borjigin Nian was startled, and his expression immediately grew grave…