Cultivation Simulator: Starting From The Empress' Palace-Chapter 195 - 194 Assassination

Luo Zhen had already opened the bank, and her over twenty thousand taels of private money were gradually lent out, in exchange for many property and land deeds.

Although it currently seemed to be a losing business, once stabilized, it would yield a great return.

Moreover, the property and land deeds were really cheap now, with an acre of land only exchangeable for a dou of rice, roughly over ten pounds.

And the relief funds from the Imperial Court were about to be distributed, once the refugee’s immediate food problem was temporarily solved, they would find a way to redeem their deeds.

The bank could then earn a piece of the interest; it was a sure-fire deal.

It seemed Gao Zheng and others had sniffed out the business opportunity.

"Alright, consider you invested." Chen Mo reclaimed the treasures he was about to distribute to them.

...

Night.

The crescent moon hung high in the sky, its light was somewhat dim and not too bright.

Cicadas chirped incessantly atop the trees between the corridors and pavilions of the Luo Mansion, the lanterns at the eaves emitted a dim glow, under the light there was no one, it appeared somewhat deserted.

Chen Mo had just finished simulating and chose ten days of martial art experience.

The experience from a Second-Grade Martial Artist to a First-Grade Martial Artist was extensive.

At least Chen Mo thought he had to choose five or six more times of ten-day martial art experiences.

He let out a deep breath, his gaze swept to Luo Zhen who was writing something by lamplight beyond the window, he got off the bed, came to her side, and lifted her up with his hands through her armpits, letting her sit on his lap after sitting down.

Luo Zhen let out a startled cry, seeing it was Chen Mo, her cheeks flushed, thinking they were about to begin tonight’s Yin Yang Balance, she said, "My lord, wait a moment, I haven’t finished writing yet."

"No rush." Although Chen Mo said so, his hands were already following her neckline...

Luo Zhen’s face turned crimson, and she murmured like a mosquito, "My lord, like this I... I can’t write."

"Seems like your concentration is still lacking." Taking his hand away, Chen Mo hugged Luo Zhen’s waist and said:

"Today, Fu Bi talked to me about the refugee resettlement issue, many people have lost their loved ones during the famine and rebellion, their families shattered, and thus even with relief silver, they remain unstable factors.

Zhen’Er, do you have any ideas?"

"Didn’t Fu Bi give the lord a solution?"

"He did, but I want to hear your approach, Zhen’Er."

"I am merely a woman; how would I know how to handle such matters."

Hearing this, Chen Mo chuckled, then almost nibbling on Luo Zhen’s ear said, "Do you really not know or are just unwilling to say?"

"Tickles..."

Chen Mo’s breath brushed against Luo Zhen’s neck, making her feel ticklish and bringing a peculiar numbness to her heart. The skin on her neck appeared white with a tint of red, immediately she said, "I really don’t know."

"Never mind then." Chen Mo pinched Luo Zhen’s dainty nose, then said, "According to Fu Bi’s plan, the army with its bachelors due to lack of family is quite large, isn’t it? The women among these refugees who lost families could reform families with the soldiers.

And those children who lost relatives could be adopted by these soldiers, ensuring they have someone to care for them in old age. And these children will gain a reliance. What do you think?"

Luo Zhen, encircling Chen Mo’s neck with her arms, quietly listened, and upon hearing his inquiry towards the end, nodded immediately, "I also think this method is good and can help the lord win people’s hearts."

"As expected, you knew everything but just didn’t want to say." Chen Mo feigned a furious demeanor and began to nibble on Luo Zhen’s neck relentlessly.

Luo Zhen passively endured Chen Mo’s teasing.

Her reluctance stemmed from one, being a woman who didn’t want to be involved in military and governmental affairs.

Secondly, she always felt it was better for a woman to be a bit foolish.

Of course, that means being a bit foolish in front of her own man.

After some teasing, Luo Zhen’s robe had already slipped off her shoulders, revealing shoulders as fair as White Jade and a clavicle line.

That clavicle line, seemingly inviting Chen Mo to pour some fine wine on and savor, was intensely tempting.

"Since Zhen’Er also agrees, I’ll have Fu Bi and the others arrange a large-scale matchmaking event in the city, to pair them up well." Chen Mo said while caressing Luo Zhen’s hair, realizing he was falling more and more for her.

Luo Zhen lightly nodded, her face blushing, without fully hearing all of Chen Mo’s words.

"Then it’s decided, giving them both wives and children, they must be overjoyed."

Saying this, Chen Mo captured Luo Zhen’s lips and carried her towards the bed.

Luo Zhen, already somewhat dazed, did not resist.

As soon as Luo Zhen was placed on the bed, she tightly hugged Chen Mo’s neck too.

Suddenly, Chen Mo seemed to sense something.

"Have they come already?"

Chen Mo released Luo Zhen’s body.

Noticing Chen Mo’s action, Luo Zhen was puzzled, questioning with her eyes wide open, "My lord, what... what’s wrong?"

"It’s nothing, just wait a moment, a visitor has come, I’ll see them out first."

Luo Zhen looked puzzled.

Shouldn’t a visitor be greeted properly?

Why see them out?

While she was confounded, Chen Mo had already left the room.

Swish...

At that moment, a sudden tremor resounded from behind.

This sound was peculiar, making one feel it was extremely domineering.

A large blade sliced past Chen Mo’s body.

Watching Chen Mo’s figure vanish instantly, Guan Hai’s expression changed: "Residual Image."

His face altered drastically, just about to dodge when he felt a Black Sword against his neck.

The Black Sword was exceedingly sharp, just upon touching, a wound appeared on Guan Hai’s neck, with blood oozing out.

"Speak, were you sent by Black Shadow or the Yellow Turban Bandits? Or perhaps..."

Before Chen Mo finished, Guan Hai suddenly leaned back, aiming his nape at Chen Mo’s sword, this move created a distance from the blade.

Chen Mo was about to act when he saw his sudden retreat.

A hole appeared in the ground behind.

Guan Hai disappeared without a trace.

"Earth Escape."

Chen Mo raised an eyebrow, slightly surprised, muttering under his breath, "Come and go as you please, it’s not that easy."

With a flickering figure, Chen Mo swiftly appeared far off, continuing the pursuit.

Meanwhile, Guan Hai underground was already pale, cold sweat seeping down his back.

How could he be so strong?

And with such speed.

Isn’t he a Third-Grade Innate Martial Artist?

I, on the other hand, am a Second-Grade, although just barely breaking through less than two months ago, shouldn’t be outclassed this quickly, right?

Guan Hai had already realized he was no match.

So without another thought, he fled.

After escaping the Luo Mansion’s premises, Guan Hai burst out from the ground and soared into the sky.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, a sword hum echoed behind him.

The sword hums like a dragon’s song, ethereal and clear.