Daddy brought money back, Daddy brought money back...
A child snatched the salary Wang Hu had brought back, turned around, and handed it to Wang Hu's concubine.
That concubine had a clear, delicate, and weak appearance, so slender that a gust of wind could blow her over, looking extremely pitiable.
However, weighing the purse in her hands, she frowned imperceptibly, and after opening it to count, her frown deepened.
She first glanced at Wang Hu, who seemed to have something to say, and then said softly, Brother Hu, why is this salary so much less?
Did you go out drinking and entertaining girls, Brother Hu?
Alas, it is all Xiaolian's fault for not pleasing Brother Hu, making you have to go outside...
No, no! Wang Hu quickly explained, How could I not be pleased with you? If I was not pleased with you, why would I have taken you in? And why would I have divorced my wife for you?
Since I have been with you, Xiaolian, I have not gone out drinking with girls at all.
Then this money...
Sigh! Wang Hu sighed, Did an imperial envoy not arrive in our Yunji City? He took advantage of General Zhan going to the capital to meet His Majesty and changed the rules.
The Supervisory Squad has been disbanded. Now, I am no different from an ordinary soldier.
So, I can only get this much.
And, from now on, I will only get this much!
Speaking of this, Wang Hu was also extremely angry. He slammed his fist heavily on the table, smashing even the teacup.
Xiaolian's eyes instantly turned red.
She first squatted down to pick up the broken pieces of the teacup, accidentally cutting her fair finger, then stood up, ignoring her injured hand, and poured tea for Wang Hu.
She said softly, Brother Hu, please do not get so angry that you harm your health.
Xiaolian knows you are unhappy. Before, in Yunji City, you were a respected member of the Supervisory Squad, and everyone treated you with great reverence.
We never lacked money at home; you always found a way to bring some back.
Our son and I could also afford a few extra clothes and dress up a bit.
But now you are no different from the ordinary soldiers, and your future salary will only be this much... How are we going to live?
Saying this, Xiaolian's eyes grew even redder, looking as if she were about to cry. Paired with her bleeding little finger, she truly looked pitiable—any man would feel his heart ache for her.
Wang Hu quickly pulled Xiaolian into his arms, rubbing his son's head with his other hand, while the anger and unwillingness in his eyes grew heavier.
Brother Hu... Xiaolian continued softly in his ear. You are not like the ordinary soldiers. You are so capable; even General Zhan praised you.
When you saved Xiaolian back then, what a hero you were.
How can you go repair the city walls and dig the moat like those foot soldiers? That is too degrading for you, Brother Hu.
You are so capable, how could you end up like this?
Before she could finish her sentence, the child beside them shouted with the innocence of youth, If you have no ability, you do not deserve to be my dad.
What nonsense are you saying? Go play on the side.
Xiaolian quickly held her son down. Turning her face to meet Wang Hu's eyes, tears instantly rolled down her fair cheeks, falling like crystal pearls.
Brother Hu, Xiaolian is just a weak woman and does not understand grand principles, but Xiaolian knows that a capable man like you should not be treated like this.
With your skills, you can absolutely climb higher.
General Zhan valued you; why would the new master not appreciate you?
Brother Hu, for Xiaolian, for our son, for our family of three, you must fight for it!
The anger in Wang Hu's eyes was gradually replaced by a surging, firm ambition, and his fists involuntarily clenched tighter.
Yes!
When General Zhan was around, Wang Hu could be a member of the Supervisory Squad. Now that there was a new imperial envoy, why could he not become a member of the newly formed Picket Squad?
Even if he could not join the Picket Squad, he should at least get back his previous treatment!
A rough idea instantly formed in Wang Hu's mind.
He knew that the newly arrived imperial envoy did not like the brothers from their Supervisory Squad and would even deliberately suppress them.
But he could not tolerate it anymore!
He had to fight!
He had to fight together with his former brothers from the Supervisory Squad!
At this moment, Xiaolian was already wiping her tears with a handkerchief, her face showing a helpless expression as she said, Brother Hu, Xiaolian is not asking you to cause trouble.
Xiaolian...
Xiaolian just feels heartbroken for you, Brother!
I do not want you to suffer such a great injustice.
Brother Hu, why do you not go find your former brothers to discuss it, and go talk to the new imperial envoy together?
You cannot just suffer this injustice forever!
As her voice faded, Wang Hu's mind was made up.
He slammed his hand on the table again, shaking the roof tiles, and stood up abruptly, saying, You are right, Xiaolian. What a heroic figure I, Wang Hu, am! How can I be the same as those ordinary soldiers?
Hmph!
This is a deliberate humiliation to me, Wang Hu!
I am not resigned to this!
Pausing, he said to Xiaolian, Rest assured, Xiaolian, I will go find those brothers right now. Many of them are dissatisfied with the new imperial envoy.
We will discuss this.
If the new imperial envoy restores our previous treatment, fine. If not... hmph, as the saying goes, even a mighty dragon cannot suppress the local snake. I, Wang Hu, will let the new imperial envoy know that we are not to be trifled with!
Wang Hu got up and walked out, bumping right into his son, who had been shooed out by Xiaolian. The boy was holding an exquisitely crafted bamboo dragonfly, smiling at him.
The intense emotions in Wang Hu's chest surged even more violently.
He had bought this bamboo dragonfly for his son for two taels of silver.
Just a toy was this expensive. If he only had 2.5 taels of silver a month, how could he feed his son and his delicate, helpless mistress?
He had to do it!
He absolutely had to act!
Soon, he left the house and found his former brothers from the Supervisory Squad, discovering that the vast majority shared his thoughts.
Why should the new imperial envoy reduce their treatment?
General Zhan had just left Yunji City, and he already wanted to make a move against them? Hmph, they were the veterans of Yunji City, living here for generations, the local snakes. How could they be so easily manipulated?
Discussing together, they continuously contacted more brothers.
The more they contacted, the more they realized how many brothers in Yunji City were dissatisfied. Some even guessed that the new imperial envoy was deliberately fooling them with news of the Chifeng Army just to seize military power in Yunji City.
I think this imperial envoy just wants to suppress our General Zhan and compete for his place in His Majesty's heart!
I think so too. This new imperial envoy has ulterior motives. We have received great favors from General Zhan, so we must guard this Yunji City for him!
Their eight hundred men occupied all the important positions as soon as they arrived, controlling all the food and salaries in the city. It is obviously a plot. Although General Zhan has gone to the capital, we cannot let him suffer such a loss!
"Well said! Let us go confront the Imperial Envoy. If he cannot give us a satisfactory explanation, we will simply lay down our tools and strike. I want to see if this Lord Envoy can withstand the pressure of so many of us refusing to work!"
"That is right! We must let this newly arrived Imperial Envoy know what we are truly capable of!"
...
In just a single day, these men gathered a force of over five hundred people, all of whom were fiercely loyal followers of Zhan Shubai.
With their plans set, the massive crowd marched out at dawn the following day in a formidable procession, heading straight for the General's Manor in Yunji City!
They were going to demand justice for themselves!
They were going to demand justice for Zhan Shubai!
And above all, they were going to make Ren Tianye realize exactly who he was messing with!
...
agon king storylines. At the start, I obtained the "Ultimate Lackey System" - the more I act as a lackey, the stronger I become. What else could I do? I chose to become the personal henchman of the ultimate villain, Su Muwan. I provoke all sorts of chosen ones, snatch away their opportunities, and commit every evil deed imaginable. You ask who's behind me? Hmph! You're not worthy of knowing my lady's name! ...... ....... I am Su Muwan, the eldest daughter of the Su family. Since childhood, I've possessed extraordinary talent in martial arts, which led to my arrogant and domineering personality in my past life. I was even foolish enough to repeatedly challenge those favored by heaven, ultimately resulting in a tragic death. In this life, I must behave and absolutely cannot walk the same path again!! However... SLAP!! "So you're the Dragon King, huh?!" When I saw my little lackey swagger over and viciously slap the Dragon King who was hiding his identity, I felt my heart sink. Su Muwan's suspended heart finally died as she watched Qin Luo, her utterly loyal lackey, standing before her. She fainted on the spot from shock. Heaven is determined to destroy me!! (Pure love 1v1, light-hearted, no angst, single female lead, villain, reincarnation, lackey)
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
