Ink Blade Chapter 69 (Part 2)
Translated by Sylver
Extra 2.2 Old Place (Part 2.2)
Xiao Wu seemed to take it seriously, and his eyes changed when he looked at Mo Ren, becoming very sad and sympathetic, murmuring, “How could this happen? What mistake did you make? How could a person by the palace master’s side be…? Such a terrible place…”
“…” Mo Ren pondered for a moment, feeling that he couldn’t say that he had stayed up late and upset the palace master, so he continued to talk nonsense about his previous life, “Oh, I hurt the palace master’s beloved.”
In fact, it seems that there is nothing wrong with it...Mo Ren thought about it and found it absurd: In his previous life, the palace master was bewitched by Bai Hua, he failed to assassinate Bai Hua and was thrown into the side hall. In this life, the palace master cared for him, but he ruined his own body and angered the master who kicked him out…
Mo Ren laughed to himself, after just a few sentences, he had already cleaned one. Mo Ren was not in a hurry to take the second dirty bucket, but said to Xiao Wu, “I’ll teach you something useful, pick up fifteen bricks from over there.”
As soon as Xiao Wu heard him say that, his eyes became more sympathetic, and he quickly said “Oh”, went to pick up five bricks and brought them over.
Mo Ren then stood two bricks diagonally on the waterway, forming a small stand, then reached out and pulled over a bucket, placing it on top.
“Place the bucket like this, use the bricks to hold it in the middle,” Mo Ren saw Xiao Wu’s puzzled face, so he carefully showed him, “It can save a lot of effort in holding the bucket. Like you are now ,sick and your wrist is shaking, this way you can borrow strength, and the chamber pot will not be washed away by the water below.”
When he showed the young man how to place the chamber pot, his demeanor was incredibly calm and natural, as if he was not squatting in a stinky wooden room facing a little slave, but sitting in the stands of the martial arts field teaching the little protector Ying Yu how to make a quick and accurate sword.
Xiao Wu’s face immediately lit up with surprise and joy, “Really! Daren… oh no, Big brother, you’re amazing!”
“Now, you believe that I’ve been a slave, and you don’t call me daren anymore?”
A light smile appeared on Mo Ren’s face. For a moment, he also had a little hesitation - he is now a man who has been married to the Jiuzhong Palace Master, and he actually felt satisfied because he taught a little slave the experience of brushing chamber pots in his previous life, this is… really too outrageous!?
——But unfortunately, Xiao Wu chuckled in front of him, and this hesitation was immediately thrown behind him, disappearing without a trace.
Mo Ren seemed to be energized, and after a short while, he raised his eyes and said to Xiao Wu, “I’ll teach you another one. If I tell you to crawl through a dog hole, would you be ashamed?”
Xiao Wu hurriedly shook his head, embarrassedly grinned, “Big brother, you’re joking, we slaves kneel to people all day, where are we afraid of crawling through a dog hole?”
Mo Ren nodded and said, “That’s good. You see, although it’s dirty and smelly here, the walls are much stronger than your firewood room. When winter comes, if you really can’t stand the cold, you can sleep here at night.”
With that, Mo Ren put the bucket he had just cleaned under his hand behind him, and then put a dirty one on the brick stand.
He took advantage of the moment when he was changing hands to shake off the water droplets on his fingertips, and pointed with the brush in his hand to the corner of the wall in front of Xiao Wu.
“Look where I’m pointing, the wall there is thin, you can smash a hole with a few bricks, then pile up some straw and bricks to cover it. At the hour of Xu, someone will come to check and lock the door, you wait for them to leave and then quietly crawl in to sleep for the night, get up before the hour of Mao in the morning and no one will find out. Remember not to oversleep.” (TL: hour of Xu or Xushi-he period between 7 pm and 9 pm; hour of Mao or Maoshi-the period of the day from 5 am to 7 am)
“Can… can it be like this!?”Xiao Wu’s face was filled with light for the second time, feeling that the big brother in front of him was really like a god.
In his excitement, he jumped up, wanting to say a few more words of thanks - but in the next moment, the bright smile on his face suddenly solidified into a look of fear.
“What’s wrong?”
Mo Ren thought that the kid was scared like this because he saw the steward or someone else. He didn’t care much, so he casually turned his head to take a look. As soon as he turned his head, the guard was so scared that his hand shook, and the brush fell into the waterway with a plop, sinking to the bottom.
But Mo Ren had no heart to care about the brush, he couldn’t even comfort Xiao Wu who was kneeling beside him and constantly kowtowing.
His face turned pale, looking at the Jiuzhong Palace Master standing outside the door of this room, first meeting Chu Yan’s gaze that was fixed on him like he had lost his mind, he quickly lowered his head in guilt, then he saw that the palace master was holding the exquisite clothes he had just taken off.
The first thought that flashed through Mo Ren’s mind like a stray arrow was: How long has the Master been here?
The second thought: What the hell did he just say!?
