Who let him join the Sword Sect?!-Chapter 576 - 330: The Emperor in Need of Discipline_2

I'm not that stupid.

Zhang Ze pondered over it and decided to follow his heart.

Since things have come to this, why not tell him a story?

Zhang Ze reached out and pulled Xiao Qingyun over again, refilled his cup, and then said seemingly casually.

"Brother Xiao, with such sincerity, I, Zhang, am eternally grateful. The moonlight tonight is beautiful, and it would be fitting to recite a poem in your honor. But, alas, I lack literary talent, so let me tell you a story instead."

"This is a story I heard in the market of the county; it may not be true. Brother Xiao, just listen to it for pleasure, like toasting with a drink."

There was no sign of disappointment or any other emotion in Xiao Qingyun's eyes. He nodded, "Brother Zhang, please proceed."

Zhang Ze cleared his throat, "This story is called 'Heroic Tales of Sui and Tang'."

...

When the moon was at its peak, deep in the night, Zhang Ze happened to reach the part about the Black Tortoise Sect.

"There stood Yuchi Jingde, towering like a Black Tower, the Moon-devouring Divine Bow in his hand. He spat a mouthful of blood onto the bowstring, drew the bow, and shot, breaking through seventy-seven layers of Gang Qi, leaving Li Yuanji, who was fleeing, with no remains."

"At the same time, there was suddenly a dragon's roar at the Black Tortoise Sect. Li Shimin stepped on the Divine Movement Eight Treasures Ship, with dragons and phoenixes following behind, and with one sword stroke, beheaded Li Jiancheng, capturing the fortune of the heavens and earth..."

By this time, Xiao Qingyun's fake drunkenness had cleared. He looked at Zhang Ze in daze, truly not expecting this person to tell him such stories.

"There's nothing new under the sun. This story would be boring during the day, but at night, it's interesting." Zhang Ze patted Xiao Qingyun's shoulder and continued, "There's more to the story, about imprisoning a father to ascend the throne. Do you still want to hear it?"

Xiao Qingyun smiled and said, "It's too late, let's continue another day."

Zhang Ze laughed along, "I have a bad memory, I might forget it in a few days."

"If you forget, then so be it. A good story is enough to be heard once." After saying this, he got up and saluted Zhang Ze, "Brother Zhang, rest early, I, Xiao, will take my leave."

Watching Xiao Qingyun disappear into the night, Zhang Ze felt a bit bored, thinking this Great Emperor was still too young and needed more nurturing.

After Xiao Qingyun left, Zhang Ze also wandered out, strolling in the empty garden, muttering to himself.

"So dull, so dull, if only junior sister were here, it would be more fun telling her stories."

"Who is this junior sister?"

Suddenly, a familiar voice sounded unexpectedly behind Zhang Ze.

Turning around, Zhang Ze saw Lu Chen hanging upside down from a tree, staring straight at him.

Zhang Ze said, "Are you the Jade-faced Bat King?"

"What kind of silly nickname is that? Can't you come up with something nicer?" Lu Chen jumped down from the tree, displeased.

"You know I can't name things properly, never mind that. Are your injuries healed?" Zhang Ze asked.

"Yes, they are. So, who is this junior sister? You don't even have a teacher." Lu Chen was still persistent about the matter.

"You're the junior sister, the junior sister is you, alright?" Zhang Ze said this sincerely.

"Ha, go fool that silly girl Xiangxiang with those words." Seeing Zhang Ze's reluctance, Lu Chen didn't press further and turned the topic to something else.

"What did Xiao Qingyun want with you? Was it about that thing?"

Lu Chen pointed to Zhang Ze's side, where the Human Emperor Banner was hidden.

Zhang Ze shook his head, "No, we just chatted, drank, and told stories."

"Two grown men telling stories in the middle of the night? You're not..." Lu Chen frowned, examining Zhang Ze up and down.

Zhang Ze replied, "You're overthinking it, it was just storytelling."

Lu Chen said, "What kind of story? Tell me too."

Zhang Ze, "..."

Perhaps because Lu Chen had recovered and was in good spirits, or maybe just feeling unusually idle tonight, she didn't wait for Zhang Ze to refuse and dragged him back to her temporary residence.

Lu Chen's fingertips glowed with a green flame. She gently blew on it, and the flame turned into countless starry specks, veiling the entire courtyard.

"Go ahead, tell it. We can have a drink while you do." Lu Chen poured Zhang Ze a cup of wine and sat comfortably by the table.

Looking at the familiar face before him, Zhang Ze decided not to talk about the Black Tortoise Sect but instead began telling the story of the Three Heroes of Wind and Dust, of Li Jing and the Red Duster.

He continued until late into the night, until he had no more energy, yawning as he spoke.

"In the end, the Red Duster and Li Jing defeated Snow White and lived happily ever after in the forest. Qiu Ranci, on the other hand, took Song Dabao and headed west, searching for a goat with stars on its rump. Whether they found it is unknown."

"What happened next?" Lu Chen asked.

"Next, that kid Xiao Qingyun left after hearing the story." Zhang Ze replied.

Lu Chen responded, "I'm not talking about him; I'm asking about the story."

Zhang Ze said, "That's all there is, didn't they live happily ever after? What else is there?"

Lu Chen prodded, "What about Qiu Ranci, his story, and the goat?"

Zhang Ze said, "I haven't thought of the rest of his story yet; perhaps another day."

After saying that, Zhang Ze stood up, picked up the untouched cup of fine wine on the table, and drank it in one go, intending to make a stylish exit.

But as soon as the wine hit his throat, he regretted it.

Feeling the rich flavor, he recalled what he said earlier, that Lu Chen was the junior sister, and the junior sister was Lu Chen.

Best not to drink her wine.

...

When he opened his eyes again, it was already broad daylight. Zhang Ze found himself lying on his bed, his clothes intact, showing no signs of being rummaged through.

He touched his side to ensure the Human Emperor Banner and his side were both intact, then sighed in relief.

Just as he was about to get up, he suddenly realized there seemed to be something moving under the blanket. He raised his hand to lift the blanket and found the Little Earth Immortal lying on his chest, with a guilty look as if caught doing something wrong.