SCT-Novel Chapter 97: Huh? Why Arent You Singing Praises Anymore? (1 / 2)
Chapter 97: Huh? Why Arent You Singing Praises Anymore? (1 / 2)
The Vice Minister of Rites exclaimed with delight, “A thirty-year-old ginseng! Lord Shangguan is truly a good man!”
The General opened another box and called out, “Come look at this bear gall! It’s enormous!”
He gestured roughly with his hand and added, “I wonder how much gall powder this could produce.”
Just as the Vice Minister of Rites was about to respond, a voice suddenly reached their ears:
[“Ah… pretending to be sick, huh?”]
???
Was that person still here?!
The two exchanged glances, and the General jumped up. “Not good!”
If they could hear it, so could the other officials!
In a panic, they rushed outside. The General threw himself against the courtyard gate, bracing it just in time—
“Bang! Bang! Bang!”
The General’s body jerked with each blow against the gate. Outside, someone was kicking it forcefully. “Qin Guan! If you have the guts to scam medicine, then have the guts to open the door!”
As he held the gate, he noticed from the corner of his eye that someone was trying to climb the wall. Thinking fast, he abandoned the gate and used the time to dash into the bedroom, shutting the doors and windows quickly. He retreated to the Vice Minister of Rites’ side. “What now?”
By now, the mob had made it to the bedroom door. From department heads to third- and fourth-rank officials, some were banging on the door while others called for reinforcements.
The crowd was growing restless and agitated.
The Vice Minister of Rites wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, showing remarkable composure. “What’s there to be afraid of? Are they shameless enough to take back what they’ve already gifted?”
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Bang! Bang! Bang!
In the end, the General, now sporting a bruised and battered face, boarded the ship with a pile of supplies meant to cure “water sickness.”
Every time he passed an official, they would snort angrily at him.
The General stared straight ahead, pretending to be both blind and deaf.
The fleet of 200 ships began to board in waves, carrying a total of 30,000 people. In addition to standard crew members such as flag bearers, sailors, and soldiers, the fleet included yin-yang specialists, Jinyiwei guards, craftsmen of all kinds, as well as a team of physicians.
Of these, 15 ships were dedicated to carrying 300,000 stone of grain, with provisions to replenish supplies along the way. Another 30 ships were outfitted to store freshwater.
The fleet unfurled its banners, and the sunlight gleamed off the armor of the soldiers stationed along the decks.
The Emperor of Da Xia, along with his officials, stood on the shore, watching as the fleet slowly sailed into the distance.
It was a remarkable sight—a fleet unlike any other, embarking on a mission for their nation to scour the seas in