Volume 1, Chapter 41: Appreciating Flowers and Making Arrests in the Suburbs

"They said it's from the main courtyard, sent over by the Old Lady." Wanhang was also somewhat confused as to what the main courtyard was up to. In the past, let alone sending things over, they would usually spend every day scheming how to take things away from the third branch, which would already be considered a blessing.

Thinking of his mother's lecture that afternoon, Third Master Song figured that his mother must have been afraid he would be heartbroken, and sent some pastries to comfort him, so he foolishly chuckled with joy.

Song Ci keenly perceived this and pressed her lips together.

In the days that followed, the Song family seemed to have genuinely fallen on hard times.

The dishes prepared by the cook were so devoid of meat that not even a trace of grease could be seen. Third Master Song's expression grew even gloomier, as he felt that everything was his fault, because he was incompetent and lacked ability...

After taking off his outer garments and shoes, he slipped into the quilt. Feeling the warmth of the bedding, Liu Ye closed his eyes, and in less than five minutes, he fell into a deep sleep due to sheer exhaustion.

Su Ruotong thought long and hard, and the only solution she could come up with was to acquire a status grand enough to awe everyone present.

Zheng Feng: "We cannot worry about that anymore. Once we secure Jingzhou, we will have the formidable strength to contend with any warlord, and the Twelve Fierce Generals won't need to gather to fight all the time; they can be deployed separately to the posts where they are needed most."

Then, when they discovered that Liu Ye was not at the city gate at the moment, Xu Huang and Yu Du hurriedly came before the deputy general, Zhang Xing, to inquire about Liu Ye's whereabouts.

Along the way, Lady Xu looked back and saw from afar that the golden-armored masked figure was fighting fiercely bathed in blood, with wave after wave of enemies surging toward him.

"Not knowing the lord's whereabouts and having no way to search for him, we simply had a brief discussion with Cao Cao about the necessary preparations, intending to give the lord a detailed report upon his return."

Entering the courtyard, I first followed Qin Yixing for a stroll to take a general look around. Xu Chuanxiang tagged along, explaining the details of the mansion, and finally the three of us entered the main room.

However, Jiang Qin's doubts were shattered an hour later when Zhou Jiang's large army indeed turned back and appeared on the surface of the river.

Indeed, I saw a man in Han Rong's home, but I couldn't see whether it was actually Han Rong.

Was this a refusal? If she were truly afraid that Dabai would snatch food, she could easily have eaten at a separate table. This was clearly a rejection, and Princess Ana could no longer say anything more.

"I want to... go see Grandma and Xuejun first," Qiu Yuqing said, her voice choked with sobs as she hoisted the hoe onto her shoulder.

Beyond the first trench, two hundred meters away, was a ten-thousand-man phalanx arranged by Pojun. Ten thousand of the bravest warriors faced these Yaksha monsters, each wearing a look of terror and a pale complexion.

Lin Tao let out an evil chuckle, scooped Shen Manli up horizontally in his arms, and then proudly strode toward Shen Manli's bedroom with an arrogant gait.

Afterward, I first called Wu Qingqing to report that I was safe, and then called Han Yun, Lin Wanqing, and the others to report my safety as well.

It seemed that Doromvini had been plotting for today for a long time. "You can't trap me with just this big iron ball." A light-saber hilt appeared in the ordinary person's hand.

"Since I am now your Palace Master, you must obey me. All of you, return to the Remote Palace immediately, and hereafter, do not interfere in my affairs. At most, I promise you that if I ever encounter Leng Yefeng, I will definitely persuade him to return to the Remote Palace to take charge of the overall situation..." Her cold gaze deepened, resolute and unshakeable.

To avoid ending up with nothing, he ultimately chose to proceed with the original plan and sent Zhao Minghong to prison. Even then, he still didn't want to give up Zhao Hanru.

"That bitch Du Tingting, when I get out, I'll tear her apart!" I gritted my teeth and muttered.

Thinking of the trace of panic and fear she had inadvertently revealed on the phone yesterday, how could he still not understand?

"Tell your men to be careful and not to get Zhao Mingwei killed; Hanru doesn't want him to die that easily," Qu Yue said softly.

"Professor, where is the Mysterious Man? Where is the Sorcerer's Stone?" Hermione was anxious to know the ultimate outcome.

Although the First Prince had promised him at the grand banquet last time that he could draw upon as many cultivation resources as he needed.

After the one-hundred-and-eight-day lecture concluded, Pan remained immersed in the supreme Daoist resonance of He Mu's teachings, unable to snap out of it for a long time. Seeing that Pan was in the deepest state of enlightenment, He Mu did not wake him, but instead sealed off the Divine Realm of Faith and allowed Pan to undergo closed-door meditation and enlightenment.

With the Red Dragon tribe's chieftain and general slain, every single Red Dragon in this village could not escape the doom of death.

This Ghoul wore a red dog-faced mask with a protruding mouth area, making it impossible to determine identity from the outside, and the voice had likely been processed as well.

This made Huang Haiyang admire Wu Yuan's brother-in-law's capability even more, being able to create a booming, nationally renowned furniture factory in such an economically backward place.

And beside him stood the Qin family's ultimate prodigy, Qin Hanchen, his edge blazing sharp like an unmatched divine sword.

Having skillfully executed her techniques on Bu Zhanfeng to catch his eye, and once again left on her own, Lin Mengchu felt weary.

Luo Zihang had already seen such "scripts" several times, though it was uncertain how much use they would actually be, as the director might completely discard the plot by the end.

"A rare moment of leisure," Dumbledore thought to himself as he stepped out of his bedroom, entered his office, and sat at his desk. With a gentle wave, all the curtains and windows flew open, and bright sunlight flooded the dark office.

Although he had already agreed, he still needed to persuade Chiang Kai-shek first. If Chiang could be persuaded, it would be perfection; if Chiang still disagreed, he would simply have to resort to force.

Shu Zhiqiang said: "Wherever we live is my home; when did I ever invite you to eat?"

As for the wedding, Jiajia's parents were already preparing for it. Two couples getting married together would definitely make it very lively. They would just have to work a bit harder; he had asked his uncle-in-law and parents to decorate the wedding venue and handle the banquet invitations.

The conference room was in an uproar. Everyone stared uniformly at the U.S. representative, guessing whether this matter was true, and if so, what their reasons could be.

At least Qin Zongquan had not broken completely with Li Ye or outright rejected Li Ye's orders, thereby preserving the possibility of cooperation between the two sides.

Wen Ming stopped abruptly mid-sentence, looking up with a sudden premonition as something flew swiftly toward them.

This time, the 150,000-strong army was mainly responsible for fighting the Japanese forces in North China, launching an offensive from the Zhangjiakou direction against the Japanese troops in Beijing, Tianjin, and Shandong. This force was more than enough to deal with the Japanese army, and he believed it could instantly crush the opponent.

Now that hostilities had broken out with the American imperialists, they had to fight it to the end no matter what! Perhaps—perhaps next time they could completely annihilate the U.S. Navy and force them to the negotiating table. If so, their Greater Japanese Empire would still have a chance to dominate the world.

Exhaling a foul breath, Wang Shouzhao slowly opened his eyes, looked at Jason beside him, and gently nodded.

The current fiat currency was also being battered breathless by the Renminbi. After all, a currency that depreciated and lacked intrinsic value had no guarantee of credibility. Although the Four Great Families had also deployed various measures to rescue it, the fiat currency's value still changed by the day, and its purchasing power grew lower and lower.