Chapter Thirty-Two: Uncontrollable Body

  Misfortunes always have their roots in some fault of the sufferer.

  The truth is inviolable because it has a solid theoretical basis.

  Is Tang Bohu pitiful?

  Alas, he was unfortunately implicated in the dance fraud case, had his official rank removed, and spent the rest of his life unable to hold office, thus becoming decadent and down-and-out, a complete failure...

  Is Tang Bohu hateful?

  No need to say more, Qin Kan only knew that he really wanted to take a knife and chop him up now, then cut him into eight pieces, wrap each piece in a little flour, put it in the oil pot and fry for half a stick of incense time, take it out after filtering the oil, dip it in tomato sauce... This era doesn't have tomato sauce, Chen vinegar ginger juice is also okay, take a bite crispy and fragrant, leaving a mouthful of fragrance...

  "Is this the way to make Kentucky chicken?" Xu Peng was so excited that his eyes turned green, like a wolf in a zoo cage at 4 pm when it hadn't been fed yet.

  Qin Kan shot Tang Yin a fierce glance, as if he could kill him with his eyes, and bowed slightly, saying: "This is the method of Oil Fried Jiangnan Genius... Of course, KFC can also be done this way."

  Tang Yin shrunk into the corner of the wall, pouting his mouth in a disgruntled manner. He seemed to have realized that he had been too big-mouthed and that these dozen or so days with Young Master Xiao hadn't been particularly pleasant for him either.

  Xu Peng clapped his hands and exclaimed with joy: "Great, great, great! Young master is not leaving. Someone come and prepare the ingredients for Mr. Qin to make... KFC chicken."

  Qin Kan suddenly felt a bitter taste in his mouth: "Wei Guogong is guarding Nanjing, the responsibility is great..."

  "That was my grandfather's affair, I am not the Duke of Wei."

  "The common people have already told you how to do it, you can just call a cook..."

  "If it weren't for you doing it yourself, who knows what kind of dish the cook would come up with? Young master wants to eat the best."

  Qin Kan looked up at the beam of his house and let out a sigh of despair.

  Tonight... continue to pray for blessings!

  Yansheng County Government Office Courtyard

  Du Yan slightly lifted her skirt and crept towards the moon gate, inch by inch, with a stealthy yet adorable appearance.

  "Yan'er." A low and stern call made Du Yan stop in her tracks, pouting as she stuck out her tongue.

  Du Hong stood under the corridor, frowning at her.

  "Dad——" Du Yan shook his arm and coquettishly said.

  "Yan'er, are you thinking of running out again? It's chaotic outside, and a girl like you runs out every day, what kind of behavior is that!"

  "Dad, it's so boring at home. Either reading or needlework, I don't like it," Du Yan said with a pout.

  "Yan'er, I am not a stubborn old man. How many times have you been naughty since childhood? When did I ever scold you half a sentence? However, Yan'er, don't forget that last year you were already engaged to the young master of the Tong family. If you still run around like before, it will be said that the Du family does not teach their daughter properly. In the future, when you marry into your husband's family, you won't see a good face from your parents-in-law..."

  As soon as she heard the two words "engagement", Du Yan's pretty face suddenly turned pale, as if her vital energy had been sucked out in an instant, leaving only a hollow shell.

  A blurry yet familiar face kept flashing back in her mind, wanting to grasp it but couldn't.

  This was an era where women were not in control of their own lives, something Du Yan had always understood.

  At first, Father was reluctant to agree to the marriage proposal from the Tong family, but he eventually agreed for the sake of saving face. Du Yan knew that her carefree days were numbered, and she would soon have to bid farewell to her current life of freedom and joy.

  She was like an ostrich burying its head in the sand, deliberately trying to forget about it. The faster time passed, the crazier she played.

  She only wanted to work hard to leave some memories for her own youth, and in the future, as a married woman, on a dull day at home, she could take out these beautiful and precious memories, carefully and frugally savor them, and in the quiet years of her life, except for being a wife and mother, only this memory of her girlhood would be completely her own.

  That familiar yet detestable face keeps flashing in my mind, like a fly buzzing around my head that I just can't shoo away, and it's still smiling so wickedly...

  If she had married not the son of Tong Zhifu but him...

  Du Yan unknowingly revealed a sweet smile, but her tears fell disobediently, and she couldn't wipe them away no matter how hard she tried.

  Du Hong saw his daughter's desolate appearance, opened his mouth as if to say something, then shook his head and turned back to the study.

  In this world, who can truly live as they wish? A daughter's life is not her own, and neither is his.

  Bang!

  Xu Peng kicked open Qin Kan's bedroom door.

  Young Master will always be so domineering and arrogant, making people want to scold him but dare not.

  "Is Young Master Xiao hungry again?" Qin Kan was already used to Xu Peng's behavior.

  "Not hungry now, just asked about something earlier and found it very interesting. Qin Kan, I didn't expect you to be such a wonderful person, haha, interesting, very interesting..."

  Qin Kan was covered in sweat, what's wrong with this guy, did he eat a smile and go crazy? …… I didn't put any medicine in the Kentucky chicken.

  Xu Peng burst out laughing several times, but seeing that Qin Kan didn't seem to be in the mood to laugh along with him, he awkwardly said: "You, Qin Kan, from the Qin family of Shanyin, were first in the Shaoxing prefectural examination in the 15th year of the Hongzhi era. Tsk tsk, impressive! Later, you foolishly offended the son of Prefect Tong and had your title of scholar revoked by the educational official of Shaoxing. Now, as a mere commoner, you serve on the staff of the Shanyin county government. That dog Stone Lu, the censor, slunk back to Nanjing with his tail between his legs, also thanks to your behind-the-scenes machinations. Nowadays, there's some gossip about you having a thing going on with the tall daughter of County Magistrate Du Hong, but that's just speculation and can't be confirmed..."

  Looking at Qin Kan's stunned expression, Xú Péngjiù laughed even more complacently, patted his shoulder and sneered: "Hanging neck scholar, don't you know I'm right?"

  Damn it...

  Qin Kan wanted to scold the street again, this nickname was his eternal pain in heart.

  "Little Master, why are you interrogating me?" Qin Kan said discontentedly.

  "It's not me who wants to investigate you, but the people below who want to investigate you..." Xu Pengju's smile was a bit desolate: "...I will inherit the title in the future, someone who cooks for me every day, how can the school lieutenants below not investigate?"

  Qin Kan was stunned, and what he said was also true. The first generation of the Wei State Duke was Xu Da, the marshal who followed Taizu to conquer the world, and was extremely loyal to the Zhu Ming imperial family, and was trusted by successive emperors, so the Great Ming had the honor of having the Wei State Duke guarding Nanjing for generations. If this seventh-generation quasi-national grandfather eats well here, then I'm afraid all the old and young in Qin Zhuang will be slaughtered clean... also known as "extermination of nine clans".

  Qin Kan's forehead started sweating again... Lately, his sweat glands have been somewhat abnormal.

  It is proper to investigate him, it belongs to the legal procedure. If nothing unexpected happens, there should be people from Jin Yi Wei or Dong Chang among Xu Pengju's guards...

  Brocade Guards and Eastern Depot, the moment he thought of how these two secret service agencies were portrayed in literature or films from his past life, Qin Kan felt a wave of dizziness wash over him...

  "Little... little Gong Ye, haven't you had enough of the Kentucky chicken yet?" Qin Kan asked with a quivering tone.

  Xu Peng raised his head and nodded: "Mm, it's almost done..."

  "When will you set sail for Nanjing?"

  "Uh, it's almost done, and Grandpa has sent someone to hurry me up again..."

  Qin Kan's eyes lit up, and he thought he had crawled out of hell and back into the world of humans. But Xu Pengju's one sentence thoroughly trampled him back to the eighteenth level of hell.

  "Huh? What's this? Journey to the West? These two chapters' stories have never appeared on the market before......" Xu Peng's face was filled with surprise, and he immediately looked up at Qin Kan, his eyes full of deep meaning: "It seems that those school officers and barbarians didn't investigate thoroughly enough. The Journey to the West is attributed to Tang Yin's name, but it turns out you wrote it... Qin Kan, you're getting more and more mysterious."

  Plop!

  Several sounds of kowtowing came from outside the door one after another.

  "Ten thousand deaths under my jurisdiction, now go investigate!"

  The footsteps gradually faded away.