Cheng Qianye folded a thick towel and placed it on the white marble beside the pool.
"Don't be afraid, relax a little, and lie down properly," she gently pressed Mo Qiaosheng's head, which was covered with a black cloth, onto the soft towel.
"Trust me, I won't let you choke on a drop of water."
She patiently patted the scarred back of her shoulder until she felt the stiff and tense muscles finally relax.
Cheng Qianye looked at Mo Qiaosheng who was lying quietly by the pool, then soaked his entire body in the warm spring water and quietly untied the cloth belt that had been tied around his chest.
She sighed comfortably and leaned against the edge of the pool. One or two red leaves slowly fell from the sky.
And that face covered with black cloth, so close at hand, leaning against the pure white and warm stone.
"It's so comfortable. It's still the most relaxing when you're around. If we didn't have to fight, life like this would be pretty good."
The mysterious and moving blue color before my eyes is clear without any impurities. It loves me purely and sincerely without any deception or concealment.
The silence of the empty mountain and the warmth of the spring water seemed to isolate all the noise and cruelty. Cheng Qianye lived there like an ostrich for several days in a row.
The Moon Goddess Spring was indeed magical. Mo Qiaosheng's injuries had improved a lot, and he was so strong that he could even walk around.
The group returned to the city from the West Mountain, just as the sun was setting.
After the war, many civilians and soldiers were repairing and tidying up the scarred city walls.
The armies of other princes in the city had already set out before Cheng Qianye went up the mountain. At this moment, these were the soldiers of the Jin State.
A simple porridge stall has been set up on the open space outside the city gate to provide a bowl of thin porridge for the refugees who lost their homes in the war.
There was a long queue in front of the porridge stall. Although these people were still naked, there was no longer a dead look in their eyes.
Because there is hope.
Although it is just a bowl of thin porridge per person, it is the hope of life.
The convoy passed by and Cheng Qianye lifted the curtain.
"My lord, it's my lord."
Soldiers along the way knelt down and saluted.
Those who came to receive porridge also knelt down on the roadside one after another.
"This is the Marquis of Jinyue. He looks so young."
"Disrespectful, you should address me as Lord."
"Thanks to the lord for providing porridge."
“I heard that they will provide temporary accommodation for us to spend the winter.”
"There is hope this time, mother."
"My Bianzhou has welcomed a benevolent king."
"There have been fewer robberies and murders in the city recently."
"It's really a blessing for Bianzhou."
…
The sound of faint discussions reached the car.
It turns out that Xiao Jin, Zhang Fu and others have done so many things in my name.
In this era, those who hold great power can change the fate of countless people with a single thought. So many lives can be saved or destroyed, just by doing or not doing it.
Cheng Qianye looked down at his hands that could play the piano. These hands now held this power.
They passed by the military camp from a distance, where a boxing match was being held.
At this moment, there is a young fighter defending the ring.
He used a pure steel wolf-tooth spear, which was two meters long, with eight rows of iron teeth densely arranged on the handle and a three-edged iron drill at the end of the handle.
The young general was extremely strong and wielded the spear with great force and courage. He was unstoppable and won several battles in a row, and no one could defeat him.
Cheng Qianye looked at the bright orange color on his body and recognized that it was Yu Dunsu, the man he had promoted.
So she stopped her carriage, took only three or two people with her, and stood quietly in the distance to watch the fight so as not to alert the onlookers.
When she first came here, she relied entirely on instinct and followed people's preferences. Now, as time has passed, she has slowly figured out the purpose of this system on her body.
As long as she turned on the system screen, all the living people in this world would be vaguely covered with a layer of colorful light in her sight.
These colors are divided into "basic colors" and "emotional colors." "Basic colors" are something that everyone has all the time, and are related to one's personality and abilities. But when people's emotions change drastically, these "basic colors" will be mixed with "emotional colors" that represent the changes in their hearts.
"Emotional colors" are relatively easy for Cheng Qianye to understand, and she can basically distinguish them.
The most familiar color is the iron blue color that she has often seen recently. Whenever this color is mixed into someone's "basic color", it represents the emotions of disappointment and contempt in their hearts.
Whenever Zhang Fu despised her, an iron-blue "emotional color" would rise from the amethyst-like "basic color".
Mo Qiaosheng swore allegiance to her, and a circle of golden "emotional color" would surround the azure "basic color".
Gold means loyalty; soft pink represents passion and temptation; bright yellow symbolizes pride and expansion; red and purple represent repression and pain; gray and black represent sadness and resignation...
Cheng Qianye can understand the "emotional colors" that represent emotional changes, but the "basic colors" that symbolize human nature are very complex and still difficult to recognize.
At present, she can only have a rough idea. For example, some people may look righteous and noble, but their nature is very vulgar or vicious, and their "basic color" is correspondingly very turbid, such as Hua Yuzhi and Han Quanlin.
For most ordinary people, their "basic colors" are relatively ordinary, dull, and mixed.
For example, some people are easy-going and steady, so their "basic color" will be yellow with a little black and green, a color similar to olive green. Some people tend to be elegant, so they will add a little blue to the red tone. Some people are too strong, so they will add a little black to the purple.
Their bright "emotional colors" appear only when their emotions change strongly.
However, there are a very rare group of people whose "basic color" is very gorgeous, pure and bright.
According to Cheng Qianye's observations during this period, most of these people have extraordinary abilities in some aspect.
For example, Zhang Fu has the color of amethyst, which may indicate that he is a wise man with complex emotions. In fact, he is indeed a wise and resourceful strategist.
The terracotta color of Xiao's embroidery highlights his gentle and meticulous character.
Most of the famous generals' colors tend to be strong and flamboyant. For example, General Feng Su, who is beside Li Wenguang, is a blazing red. And Gongsun Ni, a famous general under Beigong Hou, is a bright peacock blue.
When these two great generals were full of fighting spirit, the dazzling light from their bodies made it almost impossible for Cheng Qianye to open his eyes.
Now it has been proven that the young General Yu whom she chose is indeed a brave warrior with great martial arts skills.
Cheng Qianye looked at Yu Dunsu, who was getting braver and braver, almost burning with orange flames, and thought to himself, I will choose people like this in the future.
Not far from her, two non-commissioned officers were talking in low voices away from the crowd, not noticing Cheng Qianye and others behind them.
"I heard that General Yu was promoted by the lord himself from a soldier. I didn't expect the lord to have such a keen eye for talent."
"Our lord is a homosexual. I have never seen him do anything serious. I don't know whether he was attracted by his face or his martial arts skills."
"Have you heard this rumor? The lord took the old marquis's yellow horse and exchanged it for a male prostitute with the marquis of Weibei."
"Hey, everyone knows this." The sergeant lowered his voice and whispered in his companion's ear, "I haven't seen the lord in the past few days. I heard that he went to the West Mountain to take a hot spring bath with his arms around him."
Before he could finish his words, he saw his companion's eyeballs bulging out, his body flying backwards, hit in the abdomen by a punch, and crashing into a brick wall two meters away.
Before he could react, he felt a sharp pain in his arm, which was dislocated instantly, and was twisted and pressed to the ground. A large hand like a clamp was clamped around his neck, and one more twist would have killed him.
Cheng Qianye only saw a black shadow passing by, with anger like a storm, which knocked one person away and knocked down another in an instant.
The non-commissioned officer who was knocked flying vomited blood and fell limply against the wall. The man who was pinned down by Mo Qiaosheng screamed miserably, his face turning the color of a pig liver.
Mo Qiaosheng was filled with murderous intent as cold as a glacier, and he looked towards Cheng Qianye.
It seemed as if he was waiting for her to nod before strangling the life in his hand.
Why didn’t I remember that the vast ocean has both a peaceful and gentle side, and violent and cold moments.
She suddenly understood a little bit of Mo Qiaosheng's intentions.
"Stop it, Qiao Sheng." She said hurriedly.
Mo Qiaosheng let go of the man, returned to Cheng Qianye's side, knelt on one knee, raised his head, and looked at Cheng Qianye with a little fear. He was worried that his master would be dissatisfied with his unauthorized behavior because he could not control his anger.
Cheng Qianye looked into those wet eyes, which were filled with cold murderous intent just now.
His panic at the moment was only because he cared about my feelings. In his opinion, human life is worthless. Alas, I can only teach him these things slowly in the future.
Why am I still a little happy in my heart? Cheng Qianye touched his chin. My three views have also been distorted by these ancient people.
"Stand up, don't kneel. These two people's crimes do not deserve death, and you have punished them enough." Cheng Qianye touched the head in front of him, pulled him up and turned him around.
"Why are you here? Didn't I tell you to rest in the car? Are you okay? Is your wound open?"
Mo Qiaosheng lowered his head and shook it. "It's okay. I... I've never rested for so many days after being injured before. Besides, I only used my fists just now. I didn't use my legs."
Cheng Qianye noticed that his face turned slightly red.
This man who is shy after a few words is ruthless when he wants to kill someone. The perverted era really creates contradictory human nature.
With such a big commotion here, everyone noticed Cheng Qianye's arrival.
Yu Dunsu jumped off the stage and rushed over first. He put down the two-meter-long wolf-tooth spear, knelt on one knee, clasped his fists and saluted, "Greetings, my lord!"
He spoke in a loud voice and his face was excited.
Oh, this is asking for praise.
"You did a great job and didn't lose my face." Cheng Qianye began to act like a lord. "Keep up the good work in the future. Don't let others say behind my back that I made a mistake."
"I will never let you down, my lord!"
Cheng Qianye looked at the young general in front of him with a burning gaze. The proud orange-yellow color on his body suddenly lit up with a bright golden edge.
Yeah. Allegiance.
It's really surprising and delightful.
The group returned to the base.
Countless busy people were coming in and out of the headquarters' gate, including officials holding various documents and soldiers carrying military supplies.
Everyone is in a hurry and busy.
Cheng Qianye, who had been hiding in the mountains and soaking in hot springs for a few days, felt a little embarrassed.
She packed up and came to the meeting room. Xiao Jin and Zhang Fu were discussing in a low voice, and when they saw her coming, they both stood up and saluted, calling her "Lord."
Cheng Qianye touched his nose a little embarrassedly: "I just returned to the city and saw that the situation in the city has become much more orderly. Thank you for your hard work."
Zhang Fu bowed with a smile and said, "I have only done my duty. If we have achieved some success, it is all thanks to you, my lord."
In Zhang Fu's mind, this "young master" was an easy target to control. His thoughts were revealed on his face and could be seen through at a glance.
When he was young, he was mediocre and incompetent, with a bad temper. Recently, I don't know if it's because of the series of setbacks he has suffered, but he has become a little cowardly and timid, and he often tries to please even a minister like me.
Cheng Qianye looked at Zhang Fu and decided not to avoid his mentality of openly praising but secretly criticizing.
She looked Zhang Fu in the eye, pointed at the chair beside her, and said what she thought: "I know, as long as I sit in this position and don't cause any trouble, I can help stabilize the people's hearts."
She gestured with two fingers. "But I think I can still do more. I want to do my best."
“Although I don’t know anything at the moment, I want to start learning.”
Zhang Fu raised his eyebrows slightly, showing a slightly surprised expression.
Cheng Qianye turned to Xiao Jin and bowed sincerely, "Please teach me, Brother Xiao. I am willing to start with small things. Let me go to the city gate to distribute porridge."
Xiao Jin showed a gratified look and knelt down to return the greeting: "It is a great honor for the Great Jin to have such a gesture from my lord."