Rebirth: Pampered by the Lord-Chapter 1915: Punishment

"Even if you have nothing to do, don’t always go to that place like the Yihong Brothel," the Emperor said coldly. "Don’t forget, you are working for me now, you must be mindful of your status."

The Yihong Brothel was a place teeming with all sorts of people from all trades, the Emperor was worried something might happen to Zhao Yin, which would leave him without a leverage against the War Prince.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t have made the exception to let a grown man like Zhao Yin live in the Imperial Palace.

"I am really bored inside the palace,"

Zhao Yin trembled with fear. Originally, he spent his days in his courtyard studying Insect People, and the days passed by quickly. However, the Insect People were stolen overnight, leaving him suddenly idle, restless, and feeling extremely empty and lonely. Thus, he thought of going to the Yihong Brothel to numb himself; only in this way, he felt a bit relieved.

"Isn’t it just women? I’ll grant you some then."

The Emperor thought, Zhao Yin was going to the Yihong Brothel to find women; if he granted him a few beautiful women, he wouldn’t have to leave the Imperial Palace.

Zhao Yin knelt on the ground to express his gratitude: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your immense kindness."

The Emperor nodded: "Mm, stay well inside the Imperial Palace and don’t go out. In the future, if you help me eliminate the War Prince, I will reward you handsomely."

Zhao Yin felt joy in his heart and said, "I will follow your orders."

"In a moment, Eunuch Li will arrange for the beauties to go to your courtyard."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

"You may leave."

"Yes."

Zhao Yin stood up from the ground, walked a few steps, and suddenly, as if he remembered something, turned around and called out, "Your Majesty."

"Hm?" Hearing this, the Emperor lifted his head from the memorial to the throne, glanced at him, and asked, "Beloved Minister Zhao, is there anything else?"

"About the Insect People...?"

"Beloved Minister Zhao, rest assured, I have already sent people to investigate. I believe there will be results soon." The Emperor said carelessly. To be honest, he had no clue about this matter and was quite vexed. However, as a monarch, saying he couldn’t find out would be too embarrassing, so he just casually said something dismissive.

The Emperor’s assured response made Zhao Yin very happy. It seemed that finding the Insect People was just around the corner. So, he happily trotted away, waiting for the Emperor to help him find the Insect People, so he could continue his research on Parasitic Larvae.

War Prince’s Mansion, Back Garden.

Long Yi, shirtless and with two wads of paper stuck in his nostrils, was dripping with sweat as he carried two large buckets of excrement back and forth among the flowers.

The maids and servant boys passing by covered their mouths and noses with their hands, showing looks of disgust, occasionally mumbling a few words: "Ugh! So stinky, too stinky."

Long Yi had sharp ears! Hearing this, he stopped what he was doing and shouted loudly at the passing maids and servant boys: "Stinky? What’s stinky about it? It’s all treasures you excreted! Even I don’t want it to stink, and you’re complaining about the smell?"

Ever since that day returning from the streets, the cold aura emanating from the Prince hadn’t thawed. Upon returning to the mansion, he announced to all the servants in the mansion that all excrement in the mansion would be handled by Long Yi alone, and no one else was allowed to help. If anyone dared to help and was found out, their hands would be cut off and fed to dogs.

There was a dedicated latrine in the mansion for the servants, with various sizes of buckets inside, separating large excrement buckets from small urine buckets. The servants would squat over the excrement bucket for a larger release and the urine bucket for a smaller one. Every morning, there would be designated servants to clean up these wastes; otherwise, the entire Prince’s Mansion would smell very bad.

This kind of work had to be repeated daily to maintain cleanliness and air circulation.

Moreover, there were especially many people in the War Prince’s Mansion, so the workload was naturally large. This kind of menial labor was both tiring and smelly, with very few people willing to do it.