Shipin Dalizheng

Chapter 376 It’s hard to tell the truth from the false

Nowadays, women start menstruating as early as twelve or thirteen, and as late as fourteen or fifteen. Of course, he has also heard of extremely late menstruation, as late as eighteen, nineteen, or twenty years old. But no matter how late it is, secondary sexual characteristics should have developed.

He would be sixteen in October. Other girls had their bodies set by sixteen. Even the girl he'd seen that afternoon had a bust that was beginning to take shape even through her thin summer gown. He was two or three years older than her, with two small breasts in front, a flat back, a firm waist, and eight-pack abs. Which girl would consider him a woman?

Chuncao's hand was caught by him as she continued to take off her clothes. This personal maid who had served him since childhood and had no secrets on every part of her body seemed to have become a member of the opposite sex at this moment. She felt moral pressure to take off her clothes further.

"Chuncao, I can do it myself."

Chuncao didn't know what was going on, and asked, "Master, are you still shy with me? Is there any part of your body that I haven't seen?"

She wanted to take off her clothes, so Rong Tang took a step back and suddenly realized that he was half a head taller than Chuncao. Now, even if he stood among a group of men, he was not the shortest.

He spoke with a little difficulty, "I can do it myself. I'm used to it. I feel uncomfortable when girls get close to me."

Chuncao felt a little sad. She felt that the young master not only wanted to push her away to become independent, but also wanted to distance himself from her spiritually.

"Then come on your own, young master. Chuncao will be guarding outside the door. Call me if you need anything."

Chuncao stood at the door. Huixiang glanced over here. Maybe she still had some thoughts in her mind, but Chuncao no longer cared. It didn't matter. The young master wanted her to be independent, so she would be independent and not be a burden to him.

Rong Tang was also feeling very complicated inside. Although he had been pretending to be a man, he had never thought about actually becoming a man! Now his female characteristics were to the point where he couldn't prove it without taking off his pants. He couldn't tell whether it was sadness or grief.

What comforted him the most was that at least nothing grew down there to scare him to death.

After washing quickly and changing into dry clothes, he came out, but he didn't want to sleep either. He told Chuncao, "You go to sleep, I'll blow the cool breeze."

He chose the riverside as a place to enjoy the cool breeze. The days were long in summer and it was not yet completely dark. He strolled back and forth by the river, and his reflection in the water was sad.

Many things that were about to be forgotten resurfaced in his mind. When he met his great-grandfather, there was too much information in those few short sentences that he had not yet understood.

"Don't promise marriage lightly."

He didn't understand what it meant at the time, but now he thinks it means that no matter whether he is a man or a woman, he should not get married.

"You have one last chance."

Maybe it's a chance to return to the original world, or maybe it's a chance to live well in this world.

But no matter which one it is, it means that he had many opportunities, but failed in the end.

He wanted to go back, but couldn't.

He wants to live, but he can't.

He looked at the Buddhist beads on his wrist, which emitted a gentle soft light in the dim environment. This was a rare Buddhist treasure with the ability to travel through time and space, but it was missing a Yuanzhu, making it impossible for him to control it now.

"A world that's been wiped out multiple times? How ridiculous! Am I living in a game? Every time I fail, I can just restart."

He laughed at himself and looked at the scene in front of him. It seemed that the mountains were not mountains, the water was not water, and he was not himself. He was just one of the characters in this world.

"What are you thinking about?"

The voice sounded a little far away at first, but it was closer when it was finished, and Rong Tang also felt a familiar breath.

"Wuji."

Compared to the name Feng Qingqing, he prefers to call himself Wuji. He is the young master of the black market and the master of half of the underworld.

"when did you come?"

Gongsun Wuji was silent for a moment. "If I say I'll always be by your side, would you believe me?"

Rong Tang was surprised, "Why can't I feel it?"

Gongsun Wuji said, "I know you have superhuman five senses, and I also know how far away you can be without being able to detect me."

It was Rong Tang's turn to be silent. "Since you haven't been away all this time, you should also know that I am actually Madam Rong's adopted son. I was born near Shangjing in the Northern Dynasty, three months earlier than you, so we can't be sisters."

Gongsun Wuji looked at him for a moment, "Do you trust your intuition?"

Rong Tang seemed to understand what she said.

"I believe."

"Then let me show you some evidence."

Gongsun Wuji opened his collar and turned it to the left collarbone. Rong Tang saw a mole of the same bright red color, like a ball of fire, burning his eyes.

"Why is this happening?"

They looked the same and had the same mole, which made Rong Tang even more confused.

"The world of Wuji makes me so confused that I'm not sure what's real anymore. I'm almost no longer myself. I don't even know what I'll become in the future."

Gongsun Wuji suddenly pinched him with his hand, "Does it hurt?"

Rong Tang screamed in pain, "Ah..."

It was so long and distant that it woke me up. There was no Gongsun Wuji. I could only pinch my own arm.

Rong Tang subconsciously looked around, and sure enough, there was no one else but himself. He had hypnotized himself and awakened the Wuji in his subconscious to talk to him.

He had seen the red mole on Wuji's left collarbone when he was treating Wuji's injury. He had always deliberately forgotten about it and didn't think about the reason.

Because apart from identical twins, there is no such coincidence, unless...

can not imagine.

"Master, Master..."

Chuncao finally came over, and Rongtang hurried ashore. If he stayed any longer, he was afraid that he would jump into the river to calm down.

At the court meeting the next day, Emperor Xuanning commended Rong Tang and Lord Zuo for growing sugar beets in the saline-alkali land. He then promoted Lord Zuo's rank and announced the national policy of sending him to develop the thousands of miles of wilderness on the northwest border.

This is definitely a big project, but it is also a hard job for the officials in the court who are used to enjoying wealth and glory. Lord Zuo is equivalent to being exiled to a bitter and cold place to suffer.

So when Emperor Xuanning asked if anyone was willing to go with him, everyone in the court was silent.

Emperor Xuanning then looked at Rong Tang and said, "Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, agricultural affairs fall under your jurisdiction. Please speak."

Rong Tang feigned a frown and said, "Your Majesty, that area is vast and unguarded. I, under my command, can allocate two thousand of the Rong family's new troops, led by Rong Wanli, Deputy Cloud Cavalry Guard, to garrison the border. Your Majesty, please relocate some of the border residents, or those who have recently been affected by disasters and have nowhere to go, to settle there."

As soon as he started to speak, officials immediately seconded his opinion. Prime Minister Wang even quickly submitted the names of several prefectures in the north and south where the disaster-stricken people were located, and suggested that the refugees gathered around the prefectures be persuaded to settle down in the northwest.

Just these few places alone could easily relocate tens of thousands of people. As long as there was enough food in the early stages, it wouldn't be difficult to attract refugees there. Besides, as long as the government was strong enough, they would have to go even if they didn't want to.

Rong Tang didn't care about the food supply. What did he need Zheng Changzhi for? As the legitimate son of the Zheng family, he entered the officialdom with the intention of making a big difference. It was his turn to show his worth.

Zheng Changzhi had a toothache. The food needed for tens of thousands of people, or even more, would have to be consumed from now until this time next year, a whole year's rations, which was quite challenging.

He stepped out and reported, "Your Majesty, the silver in the treasury..."

Emperor Xuanning had a terrible headache because of money!

Someone stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, the most important thing right now is to resettle the refugees. The journey from the disaster area to the northwest is long and the cost is enormous. The Imperial Academy is like chicken ribs. Let's put it aside for now and rebuild it when the treasury is full. The most urgent task is to raise money to send to the disaster area."

Emperor Xuanning was somewhat hesitant. The Imperial Academy would benefit future generations, but resettling refugees was of immediate benefit. The importance of these two matters left him with no choice.

Rong Tang knew, however, that once the Imperial College ceased operations, there would be no more money to be invested in the national treasury.

"Your Majesty, the money for the Imperial College was raised privately by me and does not belong to the national treasury."