The Resolute Cannon Fodder Teaching In Ancient Time

Chapter 42: Forty-Two Treasures ✨

Xu Zhen ignored the gazes of the crowd.

She stepped forward to accept the imperial decree, which was coated with a greasy material, seemingly meant to waterproof it. However, after being soaked in water, it felt uncomfortable in her hands.

The young eunuch quietly spoke with Xu Zhen.

Xu Zhen was no longer the naive newcomer to Chang’an; she had adapted to the ways of the city. She felt in her pocket for two copper coins and, after hesitating for a moment, pressed them into the eunuch’s palm.

“Thank you for your hard work, my lord,” Xu Zhen said gratefully.

The eunuch paused for a moment before quickly returning the coins, smiling softly as he said, “Assistant Minister, you’re about to become the most prominent figure in all of Chang’an.”

With that, he bowed and left.

Outside the shelter, the soldiers resumed their posts.

Inside the shelter, the flickering lights cast a warm glow. Previously, old men had been seated, playing musical instruments and reading, but now they all turned to look at Xu Zhen and the imperial decree in her hands.

An imperial decree—this was a prized possession.

With the decree in hand, as long as one ensured it remained clean and intact, showing it to others would compel them to treat the holder with the same respect as they would show to the Emperor.

Disrespecting an imperial decree was tantamount to disrespecting the Emperor himself.

Yet, who would have thought that the person holding the decree, the one being called Assistant Minister and said to be on the verge of becoming the most prominent figure in Chang’an, was an apparently ordinary young woman?

If this woman was indeed an official, why didn’t she reveal her identity sooner?

Had they known she was the Assistant Minister—

The crowd, glancing at Xu Zhen and the Hu person beside her, ultimately chose to maintain their silence.

Someone brought a bowl of cold soup to Xu Zhen.

She expressed her gratitude with delight and asked who the person was. The individual replied, “I’m a student from Hongdu Academy.”

Xu Zhen praised, “You are indeed righteous.”

The student laughed heartily, while those around them felt awkward.

Just having soup wasn’t quite enough.

Xu Zhen thought for a moment and decided to go out and seek some pancakes to eat.

Just as she was about to step out to find the grain distributor, a commotion erupted at the entrance. The sound of hooves splashing through the water was followed by whinnies, and someone rushed in, appearing as if they had crossed mountains and rivers yet stood right close by.

Thud thud thud—a grey-haired elder with an oiled paper umbrella stepped through the door.

Everyone looked up.

Xu Zhen squinted, thinking the figure looked familiar, trying to recall who it was.

Around them, individuals dressed in official attire immediately knelt, shouting, “Taiwei!!”

“Taiwei?” The onlookers, not recognizing the high-ranking official’s face, still understood the significance of the role!

The Taiwei had come?

What was the Taiwei doing here? Was he here to comfort them?

The citizens seated under the shelter stood up, disbelief etched on their faces.