The moon shone brightly in the sky this midsummer night. Birds flew across the cloudless sky, leaving the soft echo of their beating wings in the silent capital under curfew.
On the Zhanghua Pavilion, moonlight gleamed on a smooth bluestone slab like winter frost, faintly revealing the pale patterns on its surface, the lines intermingling in a complicated fashion.
The High Priest, clad in a silver brocade huafuΒ delicately patterned with clouds, stood in the very centre of the Zhanghua Pavilion, chanting with his eyes closed. Behind him stood seven princes, all with their heads deferentially lowered, not daring to look around.
βGod will soon alight upon us. Your Highnesses, please,β the High Priest. He did not turn around, and only gave this calm instruction.
Behind the Zhanghua Pavilion was the Zhanghua Temple. This was the temple that enshrined the God that the current dynasty had relied upon generation after generation. The seven princes filed into the temple, scrupulously sitting down on the round prayer mats on the temple floor to await the coming of God.
The legends said that when God descended, the Zhanghua Pavilion would glow bright as a sun, so bright that its glow could be seen across half the capital. The Emperor and his Ministers of Court waited expectantly below the Zhanghua Pavilion for the shining moment of Godβs descent.
An incense time passed. The moon shone calmly down, and the stars glittered prettily in the night sky.
An hour passed. The breeze blew gently, and nocturnal birds called to each other in the quiet night.
Another hour passedβ¦
β¦but nothing happened.
The Emperor could no longer sit still. He gathered up his robes and climbed up onto Zhanghua Pavilion.
βHigh Priest, whatβs going on?β
The High Priest was quiet for a moment. He looked at the silent Zhanghua Pavilion.
βIf the Imperial descendants are not all in attendance, God will not alight.β
Essentially, God was not willing to select one of the princes today, and wanted the Imperial descendants who were scattered in the general populace to be gathered before him before He would make His divine decision.
On hearing this, irritation flashed on the Emperorβs face.
βZhenΒ will get people to look for them,β he eventually said, after mumbling discontentedly under his breath for some time.
In the Zhanghua Temple, the seven princes looked awkwardly at each other. The High Priestβs euphemistic explanation earlier really only had one meaning β that God did not favour any of them present today.
A round, fluffy red chick scanned the seven princes, its gaze disinterested. It was standing steadily in the shadows of the temple rafters, and had gone entirely unnoticed in the whole process.
[Jiuru Town, Southwest Fortress]
Jiuru Town was a prosperous town at the intersection of many travel routes, bustling with people and activity all year round. However, it was also in a far-flung location, and no one had claimed jurisdiction over it. There were trades aplenty on the main street β mercenaries, medical shops, fortune tellers β you name it, you have it.
βBANG!β Someone fell from the sky and knocked down the fortune telling stall.
βBrother, be careful,β a man who looked like a ruffian said, standing up immediately to help the fallen man up.
βMany thanks!β the fallen man said, clasping his fist and palm together in greeting. He grit his teeth and dashed out again, fighting hard with the large fellow who pushed him into the fortune tellerβs stall.
The ruffian exchanged a look with the fortune teller, grinning as he tested the weight of the money pouch that he had just stolen. He then curled his lip at the two who were still fighting.
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βXiao Qi!β*the ruffian called. He ran over quickly to meet the boy, who looked to be only about five or six years old.
The little boy was very good looking, with pink lips, a straight nose, and large peach blossom eyes. Even the coarse peasant clothing he wore could not hide his good looks. The boy and his mother lived in the outskirts of Jiuru Town with his uncleβs family. He didnβt know who his father was, so he took on his motherβs family name, which was βChangβ. His uncle named him βChang Qiβ, a very inauspicious-sounding name that meant “constant sadness”.
βXiao ChenΒ Ge,β Chang Qi said, quickening his pace as he saw the ruffian approach. When he was within reach, he leapt up and clapped the ruffian on the shoulder by way of greeting.
Xiao Chen reached out to catch him, then brought him into an alley. He took out a child-sized brocade robe.
βWear this quickly, Mr Ma will be coming to the brothel very shortly,β Xiao Chen instructed.
βThis bastard is going to get married the day after tomorrow, and heβs still fooling around in a brothel? Iβll show him laterβ¦ eh, this materialβs not bad, where did you get this from?β
Chang Qi expertly slipped on theΒ huafu. The clothes that were made for the nobility were very luxurious, with a plum-patterned inner layer made of ice brocade, and a wine-coloured outer robe. The only issue was that it was a little too long for Chang Qi, such that the hem would get stepped on when he walked.
βI just stole it from that expensive clothes shop, Yunjinzhai,β Xiao Chen said with a touch of pride. He squatted down to help Chang Qi arrange his robes. βMr Ma is betrothed to the Wang familyβs daughter β her name is Wanrong. You got it?β
βGot it, Wanrong,β Chang Qi winked. Raising his chin, he folded his hands behind his back and walked out of the alley with the imperious air of a spoiled young noble.
Two of the ruffians followed behind Chang Qi, and the three walked grandly into Scarlet Robe Court. The girls at the door gave them a knowing smile, and Chang Qi reached out to gently tug at one of the girlsβ clothes.
βXiaoruΒ jie,β Chang Qi mouthed at the girl whose clothes he just tugged.
Xiaoru flicked him lightly on the head, and surreptitiously pressed two sweets into his hand.
Without changing his expression, Chang Qi smoothly hid the sweets in his sleeve and stepped over the threshold. He looked around and found his target sitting at one of the tables in the main hall, surrounded by courtesans.
His target was an overweight, large-eared man. He was presently drinking wine, and he had a courtesan clutched in the crook of each arm. This was the Mr Ma he was looking for. Mr Ma had just entered into a betrothal agreement with a distinguished family, but apparently was still thick-skinned enough to engage in debauchery.
Chang Qi strode over quickly and landed a solid slap on Mr Maβs thickset back.
βJiefu!β he said.
βWhat?β Mr Ma asked, alarmed. He looked left, right, high and low, until finally his gaze fell upon the short little boy.
βWho are you?β he asked.
βI am Wang Wanrongβs little brother. I saw you just two days ago, when you came over to my house!β Chang Qi said, a brash grin on his face. His ability to act as a spoiled, rude young master would have earned him full marks if this had been a test.
Mr Ma looked at this delicate, good looking little boy, then at the two persons following behind him. His heart skipped a beat. He knew Wanrong had a little brother, but he had never met him formally. Young children were playful, and it was not surprising that if that little brother of his fiancee’s had somehow managed to sneak a peek at him when he was last at the Wang estate. The real issue here was that he, Mr Ma, was meeting his brother-in-law for the first time in a brothel. It was trulyβ¦ awkward.
βAh, little brother, why did you come here?β Mr Ma asked, looking around anxiously. He was really worried that the old Mr Wang, his fianceeβs father, might be nearby as well.
βI came out to do some shopping, but I forgot to bring money, and just so happened to see you here,β Chang Qi laughed innocently. βJiefu, could you lend me five taels of silver? I want to getβ¦ ah, just lend it to me.β
Upon hearing this, Mr Ma rolled his eyes, thinking that this littleΒ jiuzi must want to buy something unspeakable. Having drawn this conclusion, he pulled Chang Qi closer to him. βI donβt carry that much money with me and can only give you three taels. But we have a deal, yes? You wonβt say anything to your mum and dad about running into me here. If you say anything, Iβll tell on you too,β he said in a low tone.
Chang Qi furrowed his brows, making a show of thinking for a while, then replied, βDeal!β
Mr Ma immediately pulled out his money pouch and gave him all the money that he had in there, which amounted to three taels of silver.
βThanksΒ Jiefu.Β Iβll return this to you another day,β he said, smiling exuberantly.
βOff with you, then,β Mr Ma said. He raised his eyebrows and exchanged a tacit look with Chang Qi.
Chang Qi rolled his eyes heavenward the moment he turned around.Β What tacit understanding would I have with you, idiot?
He swaggered out of Scarlet Robe Court as imperiously as he’d entered earlier, and once they’d left the building, Chang Qi exchanged a meaningful look with the two ruffians. Xiao Chen picked Chang Qi up in his arms and ran like the wind, only stopping when he ducked into a small alley to hide.
βHahaha, that dumbass!β the three of them guffawed. Chang Qi pulled off theΒ huafu,Β tossed it to Xiao Chen, then took out the three taels of silver to split between them equally.
βAre you going to pawn the clothes?β Chang Qi asked. He felt around for the sweets that XiaoruΒ JieΒ gave him, and tossed one into into his mouth.
βPawn? Nah, if I did that, Iβd be found out. Iβm going to return this to Yunjinzhai,β Xiao Chen replied. He picked up the clothes and shook it to get the dust off.
βYes, this is the βWay of Thievesβ!β said another ruffian, agreeing with Xiao Chenβs plan.
βWoah,β Chang Qi said, nodding. He learnt something new today; even thieves had ethics. He bade farewell to the ruffians, and put his one tael of silver from todayβs takings into one of his socks before putting on his shoes, donning an innocent expression, and making his way home.
The day was still young, and Jiuru Town was still as lively as ever.
βLittle brother, whereβs your family? Are you lost?β a wrinkled old lady asked him, smiling.
βMy familyβs right behind you,β Chang Qi said, an earnest expression on his face.
The old lady turned in surprise, but found nothing behind her. She turned back to Chang Qi, but the pretty little child had disappeared. She stamped her foot in frustration. This Jiuru town truly had badΒ fengshui; even kidnapping a child was particularly difficult.
βWalk the walk, talk the talk, watch your supplies like a hawk! Feed a goose, feed a moose, but donβt let a rat run loose!β the rat poison seller piped in a singsong voice. His voice could be clearly heard from afar. Chang Qi walked past one stall, then walked back decidedly to the rat poison seller.
βMister, do you have something that causes sores on the mouth and tongue?β Chang Qi said, picking up a bag of rat poison to examine as he did so.
βHa, I donβt carry goods that cause harm to humans,β the rat poison seller said, his bushy beard twitching as he chuckled.
Chang Qi dropped the bag of rat poison and turned to leave, but then heard the seller say in a low tone, βHowever, if you want to harm some vermin, I might have something suitable.β
Chang Qi had already taken two steps away from the stall at that point, but upon hearing this, he immediately turned around.
βYup, harming vermin is exactly my purpose.β
βThatβll be two wen*,β Bushy Beard said. He fished out a little yellow packet about the size of a copper coin from his inner clothes.
Chang Qi accepted the yellow packet, and gave Bushy Beard the twoΒ wen.
βDo you have a rat concern? Get that rat into an urn – my medicine only costs two wen! Do not fret, donβt be upset, buy now or you will regret!β Bushy Beard piped again in his singsong voice, beaming at Chang Qi for reasons unknown.
Chang Qi lived in the farming village on the outskirts of town. There was a huge chicken farm there, as well as farms growing produce. The entire village and its farms belonged to a martial arts sect called the Jingang Sect. His uncle, Chang Sheng, was one of the Jingang Sectβs disciples, but not an important one, as his cultivation ability was not high. He was therefore cast to the farmlands to oversee the Sectβs property.
The farmlands were closely guarded by the people of the Jingang Sect, and ordinary folk could not enter.
Chang Qi leaned on the fence, looking at the lively chickens scratching and flapping in the chicken pens. He swallowed the saliva that had pooled his mouth. This morning, when he came to assist with collecting eggs, his pay was just one egg.
βXiao Qi, you managed to get some money?β asked the person in charge of the chicken farm. He was in the midst of slaughtering chickens. Every day, they would slaughter a few and send them to the restaurants in Jiuru Town.
βOld Uncle Qiu, Iβd like to buy half a chicken. May I?β Chang Qi asked, taking out some money from one of his socks.
βOf course you can. Why would you not be able to?β Old Uncle Qiu said, ruffling Chang Qiβs hair affectionately. βI heard your mother is sick?β
βYes, I want to make some chicken soup for her to drink,β Chang Qi said, looking every bit the dutiful son. His bright, large eyes were a little misty, and anyone who looked at him could not help but feel at least a prick of sympathy.
Old Uncle Qiu gave him the half-chicken he asked for, and also threw in some chicken intestines and gizzards for free. Chang Qi thanked him and carried his half-chicken back home. A fat little child stopped him at the entrance to his home.
βChang Qi, did you steal again?β the little fatty asked. This was Chang Qiβs cousin, Chang Jiabao. He was a younger cousin, but was taller than Chang Qi by a full half-head, and looked to be seven or eight years old.
βYo, our Xiao Qi has hit it big today!β said his aunt, who, like her son, was also rather fat. She sashayed out to where Chang Jiabao was. βCome, give the chicken to me.β
βMy mother is sick. I need to boil chicken soup for her,β Chang Qi said obstinately. He hid the chicken behind his back protectively, looking warily at his aunt. His aunt had a black mole at the corner of her mouth and was not good looking to begin with. Today, she looked even uglier than usual to him.
βYouβve already stolen a chicken, and now you dare to hide it? Give it here, or I will tell my daddy!β Chang Jiabao said confidently, standing next to his mother.
The neighbours all came out upon hearing this commotion. This Chang family could never go more than two or three days without quarreling; it was never-ending entertainment for the whole neighbourhood.
Chang Qi pressed his lips together. He took hold of the chicken intestines in one hand and extended these to his aunt and cousin with a serious expression.
βThese arenβt stolen. Old Uncle Qiu washed these intestines clean and gave it to me. If you donβt believe me, you can try it for yourself.β
With this, he shoved the raw chicken guts into his cousinβs mouth.
Authorβs note:Β Mini-scene
Chicken: The rules are the first one to appear is the Gong
Qiqi: So many people appeared in this chapter, how would I know who that is?
Birdie Gong: Tweet!
Translator: Bwahaha I find LYQHβs mini-scenes very endearing, so I will try to translate them all!
ETA on 30 Dec 2021: I am slowly going through the old chapters and editing them for congruence, because I realised that my writing style has changed since I first started translating in Aug 2021. Also, the first twenty or so chapters were originally published on a different website and the format of the Translator’s Notes are different, so as I edit the chapters, I’m also changing them to the CG format. If you find that the T/N format suddenly changes halfway and then changes back to the CG format, this is why! π
Dang- the update is real.
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Hiya, just started reading, and the story is so lively! Thank you.
PS: whatβs TGCF?
TGCF is Tian Guan Ci Fu! Heaven Official’s Blessing. π
Thank you for reading!
Thank you . I never got around to that although the novel, anime and manga are bookmarked. π
That bookmark better be on the last page of the novel, anime, and mangaπ ( jk just go at your own pace)
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His cousin definitely deserve that … hahah
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love it!!
Oh my god Chang Qi is so badass!!!! I love him already!!
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Awww, he just wants to make chicken soup for momπ
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Hello Flying Beansprout, i’m sorry for telling you this… I changed my link of translation… Here is the link,
https://www.wattpad.com/story/296103899-peach-bl-novel-terjemahan
May i bothering you to changed your description? Thank you in advance…
I’ve fixed it. π
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The last part ππ Qiqi you’re cute. Thanks for the chapter β€οΈ β€οΈ
I bookmarked this when it started and forgot, now I came here after seeing the CNY fan art contest winner, it’s so cute! And I love this type of brave and clever MCππ
HAHAH, IN YO FACE (heh), YOU LITTLE DIPSHIT.
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Finally starting this novel…
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