I Have a Date with a Thousand-year-old Female Corpse-Chapter 1812 - 1813: Shameless and Brazen

You smiled without speaking, no need for unnecessary words at this moment.

"Secondly, you need to prepare two betrothal gifts. I won’t say much else, the total of these two gifts should be one hundred thousand gold."

"One hundred thousand gold!" Zhen Jiang exclaimed immediately. From her shocked expression, it was not hard to see what an astronomical figure one hundred thousand gold was.

Zhen Luo couldn’t sit still either and rose abruptly, saying to Zhang: "Mother, this is unfair! Mu Yun has martial arts skills, you can totally have him become a military general, using rank as a standard. Saying nothing of him, even our Zhen family can’t come up with a hundred thousand gold!"

Zhang did not pay attention to her two daughters and continued, "The third standard is relatively simple. I don’t ask you to be renowned across the world, but at least to be known by everyone here in Yan Province. When others mention your name, they would say your wife is from the Zhen family, rather than saying you’re the Zhen family’s son-in-law."

"Are you finished?" You were obviously not intimidated by these three conditions, maintaining a faint smile on your face.

"I’m finished." Your response, Zhang seemed to have anticipated long ago. Actually, these three standards were her most basic test for you, but she didn’t say that. Zhang was always very accurate in reading people, from childhood up, she had never misjudged. The reason the Zhen Family Clan had such a large foundation was mostly due to Zhang’s credit.

In Zhang’s view, you are destined to be an extraordinary person. Although she doesn’t know how far you could go, or how high you could fly, she knows that this small Wuji surely cannot confine you. The reason she set these three standards for you is to make you take her two daughters more seriously.

In ancient times, having three wives and four concubines was common, especially for those in power, surrounded by women countless in numbers. This was the last thing Zhang could do for her daughters. Whether they could capture your heart in the future would be up to them.

You pondered for a moment, then spoke to Zhang: "These three standards are incremental, so I will also implement them based on the time required. Firstly, the first standard, within half a month I will have my own first industry, and the headquarters will be established right here in Wuji. As for the second standard, it might take about two months. The third standard, well, it’s hard to say time-wise, but I think when I give a betrothal gift of one hundred thousand gold, you probably won’t refuse."

Zhang did not comment, stood up without a word, and slowly left with the help of a young maid. Before exiting the hall from a side door, she didn’t forget to turn back and say: "Zhen Jiang made a mistake, punish her by not allowing her to step out of her room for six months; Zhen Luo also remember for your mother: a person who doesn’t cherish themselves can never expect others to cherish them."

After speaking, Zhang left without looking back.

Once Zhang left, you smiled at Zhen Jiang and said: "Jiang’er, rest assured, with me here, you will never be troubled."

Zhen Jiang slightly lowered her head, her face shy as she played with her hair.

Zhen Luo was much more restrained in this regard than Zhen Jiang. Although in her heart she is extremely willing to share a bed with you, nevertheless, law and reason constrained her. She thought her mother Zhang was very right. If they didn’t appreciate themselves, perhaps they could enjoy a fleeting pleasure but couldn’t guarantee your affection wouldn’t change in the future. A woman after thirty would age and with your physical strength, you could probably still indulge in romance even at seventy.

"Mu Yun, since you have already agreed with my mother, then in the future you might not be able to stay at the Zhen mansion anymore. Besides, those around Cao Pi have already left Wuji County, and they probably won’t be coming again, you..."

Zhen Luo’s sentence was abruptly interrupted as your cherry lips sealed hers. Before Zhen Luo could recover from her shock, you had already laughed and left under the watchful eyes of the two girls.

"Little sister, how did it taste just now?" Zhen Jiang chuckled softly, teasingly from the side.

"Sister~~, even you are teasing me!" Zhen Luo immediately protested, finding no one else around, the love-filled her revealed a small girl’s demeanor.

Zhen Jiang beckoned to Zhen Luo, smiling exceptionally charmingly: "Come, help me back to the room first. Tonight, let’s sleep together, and I’ll tell you about that night."

"Sister, you are too shameless!" Zhen Luo turned her head away, a blush spreading all over her face.

Zhen Jiang had always liked "bullying" Zhen Luo since she was small. After Zhen Luo became the head of the family, such opportunities had been nonexistent. Now returning to a daughter’s mindset was an extremely precious emotion for both Zhen Jiang and Zhen Luo. Once you left, laughter and playful banter of the two sounded within the hall...

That very night, you left the Zhen family without a trace, not even going to the Drunken Wind Pavilion meeting with that handsome young master. Instead, you let Zhang Shui apologize to him, explaining that when you came to Wuji County in a few days, you would definitely personally host a banquet to apologize to the nobleman.

You came and went like the wind, but your exploits had already started circulating outside through some guards of the Zhen Mansion and soldiers guarding the city at the time. Combining these two pieces of information, soon people started to speak more and more highly of you, even depicting you as powerful as the heavenly gods, capable of moving a great mountain.

That night, you returned alone to the camp in Xibaipo. Only Yue Jin and his team were on night watch when you returned, Yu Jin hadn’t yet come back.

After giving Yue Jin an explanation, you fell into a deep sleep. The next day when you awoke and stepped outside, you found soldiers were already drilling on the parade ground, among them some with injuries, though not too serious.

"Lord!" Yu Jin, who was training the soldiers, saw you and hurriedly saluted you.

"Wen Ze, you’re injured?" You noticed Yu Jin’s right arm was wrapped in gauze.

Yu Jin’s expression did not change, "It’s a small wound, not a problem. Lord, I have a matter to report to you, please follow the last general to the tent for a detailed discussion."

After you and Yu Jin sat down, Yu Jin began, "Lord, this ambush, although we couldn’t assassinate Xiahou Dun and lost a dozen men, we did launch an assault when passing their previous stronghold, killing about a hundred enemies and capturing a large amount of loot!"

Your expression remained unchanged, not showing the joy Yu Jin expected, instead looking at Yu Jin and sighing, "Although I know war inevitably leads to death, hearing that a dozen soldiers were lost still makes my heart ache. Wen Ze, were the bodies of those fallen brothers brought back? Have their origins and residences been recorded?"

Yu Jin’s face changed and he immediately rose, walking to the center and kneeling to you, "The Lord is righteous, this subordinate is ashamed! There were thirteen soldiers who died in battle, and their names and hometowns are recorded. I have brought back their bodies, though due to the long journey and our insufficient personnel, I have buried them in the mountain."