Volume 1: A Stranger in a Foreign Land Chapter 7: Embroidered Uniform Guard
"...Do you have any other choice?"
The young people were pointed and aggressive.
How could Yang Ge tolerate such humiliation? "Look at what you said. I'm just a lowly slave, how could I dare to sit across from you if I didn't have the confidence?"
He really couldn't do anything to the official in front of him.
But it doesn’t matter, at most you’ll die!
Just like last night, before he fought with the man in black, he had no confidence of winning.
The young man smiled at the fearless Yang Ge, shook his head and said slowly, "Really? Think about it carefully."
Yang Ge thought for a moment, then slowly frowned, "You're a member of an official's family...you wouldn't do something so despicable, would you?"
The young man spoke calmly and slowly, "There are many kinds of officials. Some are good at appearances, some are good at substance. Some specialize in showmanship, and some specialize in dirty work... Guess which type I am?"
Yang Ge looked him straight in the eye, pondered for a moment, then shook his head and said, "No matter what kind of person you are, you must be extremely intelligent. How could an intelligent person do such a stupid thing? How many more years do those two old men have left to live? You're using them to tie me up with a rope. Aren't you afraid that if the rope breaks one day, I'll turn around and bite you?"
The young man tsk-tsk-tsked and laughed, "Since you know that I'm a smart man, why would you ask such a stupid question? Do I have to find something to hold against you if I want to control you? Even your boss knows that if we treat you well, you'll be grateful and repay us. How could I not understand such a simple truth, brother?"
Yang Ge was stunned for a moment, opening his mouth but not knowing what to say. After a while and said with a wry smile, "Weren't you worried just now that I was a Tartar spy? Aren't you afraid of nurturing a tiger to harm you by doing this?"
The young man nodded and then shook his head. "I did have this concern before. After all, your origins are a mystery."
"But when I think about it carefully, I feel that you are definitely not!"
"A genius like you, even I know I have you in my grasp. Who would be willing to send you out as a spy? That kind of idiot is not fit to sit in a position that allows for a spy!"
Yang Ge shook his head: "That's hard to say. Toilet chips have their own value, and beautiful jade has its own uses... Look, aren't you offering yourself to me?"
The young man finally lost his temper and said angrily, "I just don't understand. You're willing to be a waiter at the Yuelai Inn, being ordered around, but why aren't you willing to work for the court and have a bright future?"
Yang Ge was also very unhappy: "I don't understand. So many heroes and knights are vying for the capital, why do you have to keep targeting me, a waiter who is just eating and waiting to die?"
The young man shouted angrily, "You don't understand the significance of the word 'Grandmaster'. Do you know that a peerless master can be as intimidating as a hundred thousand elite soldiers? You're a man of seven feet tall, and with your country in turmoil, how can you afford to live in a street vendor?"
Yang Ge was also angry and said, "How can you understand a homeless, jobless, and unconnected homeless person? I just want to lie down and wait for death. I don't want to be involved in any irrelevant disputes or grudges, and I don't want to owe any irrelevant favors to anyone!"
The young man slammed the table and said, "Coward!"
Yang Ge was not intimidated at all: "Scoundrel!"
The two of them snorted coldly at the same time, hating each other to the point of gritting their teeth.
The young man could do nothing to Yang Ge because he could see clearly that this guy was not bluffing but was really not afraid of death.
Yang Ge was also unable to do anything to this young man, because his only reliance was his fearlessness of death.
The atmosphere was deadlocked for a moment.
After a while, the young man managed to suppress his anger and said, "How about this, you and I each take a step back!"
Yang Ge looked him straight in the eye and replied sternly, "How do you retreat?"
Young man: "Brother will not force you to serve the court, so don't think about giving up. Just work hard and earn a salary under my command."
Yang Ge had a questioning look on his face: "Is this any different from surrendering to the imperial court?"
The young man tried to remain calm and said, "There is a difference. You are a registered official and must obey the orders of your superiors."
"As for me, I am just a hired servant of my brother, not a member of his family, and I don't have to take orders from anyone."
Yang Ge understood: "Oh...temporary worker, right?"
The young man glared at him, anger gradually rising to his forehead.
Seeing this, Yang Ge's bargaining immediately turned into: "Do I have any other choice?"
The young man said firmly, "No! If you dare to say no again, I will crush you to death and put an end to your troubles forever!"
His skill in cultivating his Qi shouldn't be so bad.
A potential martial arts master was actually worth his time and energy to slowly conquer.
But Yang Ge was stubborn and wouldn't listen to any advice or persuasion. He always looked like a tough guy who was ready to "kill me if you dare", which was really frustrating.
No matter how many tricks he has or how wild his methods are, he cannot control a person who has no weaknesses, is not afraid of death, and even has a faint desire to die.
Moreover, Yang Ge’s background is indeed a big problem!
Seeing the young man on the verge of exploding, Yang Ge opened his mouth, but ultimately did not say no.
"Okay!"
He bowed weakly and said, "Then I'll trouble you to give me more advice and be more tolerant in the future."
He didn't propose any more conditions to stimulate this guy.
It's just a salary after all, it can neither buy his life nor his helplessness.
He believed that this smart person in front of him would understand such a simple truth.
Seeing him agree, the young man's expression slowly softened, and he forced a smile. "That's right. At your age, it's the perfect time to set high goals and forge a bright future. How can you be like those mediocre and decadent people who just muddle through, eating and waiting for death?"
Yang Ge smiled falsely and agreed: "Yes, yes, the boss is right."
Seeing his fake smile, the young man almost broke down again. He simply stood up and walked out: "Alright, it's getting late. You should rest . Someone will come to look for you tomorrow and explain the follow-up matters."
Yang Ge quickly stood up and asked, "I'd like to ask for your name, sir?"
The young man strode out of the door with great speed, leaving behind a single sentence without even turning his head: "I am Shen Fa, Captain of the Embroidered Uniform Guard!"
"Embroidered Guards?"
Yang Ge woke up from his dream: "Oh... So he is a Jinyiwei, and a Qianhu at that. No wonder he is so difficult to deal with!"
Just like that, I was stunned for a moment, and when I looked again, the courtyard was empty.
Yang Ge muttered as he stepped forward to close the door: "What kind of nonsense is this? Instead of going through the main door, he has to climb over the wall!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a tightness in his chest. He looked down and found that a small stone the size of a finger had fallen from his chest.
Shen Fa's gloating voice sounded in his ears at the right time: "Those who plotted against the boss behind his back deserve to be beaten!"
Yang Ge: "Do you want to eat fried dough sticks?"
