Honey, you didn't really drugged me, did you?-Chapter 570 - 178 Nan Batian: Where is my wife? Where is my wife? (10,000 characters asking for subscription)_3
Chapter 570 -178 Nan Batian: Where is my wife? Where is my wife? (10,000 characters asking for subscription)_3
“Lord Yelu, is this really…”
Nan Batian still wanted to struggle, but Yelu frowned and said, “Is it because Guild Leader Nan has reservations, or do you truly believe that we, the Mulan people, are inferior to the Han people? You can kowtow to the Han but can’t bring yourself to kowtow to the Mulan, is that it?”
“No, no Lord.”
Nan Batian said with a pained expression as Yelu’s words were like a stake driven into his heart. How tremendous an accusation it was to be seen as looking down on the Mulan people. How could he dare to look down on them?
This whole world belonged to the Mulan people. On what grounds could he look down on them?
But not kowtowing meant looking down on the Mulan people, and Lord Yelu had spoken; he was being forced to kowtow.
Kowtow again?
Had he not consulted the almanac before leaving the house today? He had already kowtowed to Chen Jiusi, and now he had to kowtow to the Mulan people.
Did he, Nan Batian, have no face to lose after kowtowing six times since stepping out the door?
Should he not kowtow?
Nan Batian’s eyes turned to Yelu, only to see Yelu looking back at him with a smile, albeit with icy cold eyes—dare not to kowtow?
Just try not to kowtow.
Yelu himself was of the Mulan people, and his stance was naturally biased towards the Mulan, especially since they were in the right this time.
And Yelu was aggravated by the Mulan people’s insinuations: “You can kowtow to Chen Jiusi, but not to us, the Mulan people. Do you think we are beneath the Han people?”
Indeed, are we, the Mulan people, less than you Han people?
Facing Yelu’s incontrovertible gaze, Nan Batian finally lowered his proud head: “I’ll kowtow!”
…
Nan Batian, filled with utter humiliation, made his decision. Qin Ying looked on in disbelief at his formerly imposing and dominant Guild Leader, who had now kowtowed for the second time that day.
Naturally, Nan Batian didn’t spare Qin Ying either, commanding directly, “Kowtow together!”
Oh brother, Qin Ying and his juniors cursed Nan Batian’s ancestors silently. Have you no shame, forcing us to kowtow? Following you, there’s nothing else to do today but to present our derrieres and bow our heads all day long.
For Nan Batian, he realized one crucial thing: kowtowing alone is a disgrace, but when a group does it, it becomes performance art. As long as it’s not just him losing face, there’s no problem.
This time, he truly “kowtowed” his way to experience.
It is often said: As a Jianghu Guest, one leads a precarious life. Nothing is under one’s control—all is dictated by others.
Although Nan Batian was a leader among men in Mianshui County and ranked first among the Han people, under the Mulan’s overpowering pressure, he was left with no choice but to bow his noble head, bend his knees, and present his backside, lowering his head to the ground in apology.
Nan Batian knelt down, and the surrounding Mulan people, seeing this, became excited; Nan Batian was actually kneeling before them.
Haha… Nan Batian, Chen Jiusi’s own Guild Leader, was kneeling to them. Could Chen Jiusi still hold power over them?
The very thought made the Mulan people laugh with delight.
Nan Batian fell to the ground, and Qin Ying and the others, unwillingly, knelt down as well, facing the coffin, presenting their backsides, and started to kowtow.
One, two, three!
Once committed to kowtowing, don’t hesitate. Nan Batian gave three kowtows towards the coffin. Upon seeing this, some of the Mulan people decided to tease him and called out, “Get up now, good grandchild!”
It was an outright humiliation.
Nan Batian clenched his teeth, silently repeating to himself the need for patience amid great plans. If Han Xin could endure the humiliation beneath the bridge, so could he!
Nan Batian, swallowing his indignation, looked at Yelu and said, “Anything else you wish to instruct, Lord?”
Yelu casually glanced at him and said, “Enough, this matter is closed for today. Hereafter, I will not permit any disputes to arise between the two sides over this.”
After saying this, both Nan Batian and the Mulan people remained silent, indicating their satisfaction with the resolution.
Once Nan Batian had promised to deliver twenty thousand taels of silver to them within two days, the Mulan people happily left. What about Tara’s family’s coffin that hadn’t been put back in yet?
Old Arutai and the others declared they no longer cared. It happened that the Mulan Clan’s burial method was a sky burial, and now it seemed fitting to let the wild beasts consume the body, thus completing the funeral rites. As for returning the body to the grave and refilling the earth, Old Arutai deemed it wholly unnecessary—a shameful waste of money.
In the end, it was Yelu who couldn’t stand it and had Nan Batian and his men close up the coffin and rebury it.
Nan Batian couldn’t refuse and had to start burying Tara’s family. As they finished and Yelu was ready to leave, a man called out to him.
“Lord Yelu, please wait.”
Yelu turned around and saw a scholar in a Confucian robe, holding a folding fan.
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Seeing this person, Yelu asked, “Who are you?”
“Student Tang Ziyue, at your service, Lord.”
Seeing Tang Ziyue’s deep respect, Yelu asked, “Have you studied the classics?”
“Shamefully, I have only read a few,” admitted Tang Ziyue.
“The Doctrine of the Mean values harmony above all else…”
As an enthusiast for Han culture, Yelu casually quoted the classic, to which Tang Ziyue promptly responded, “The way of the gentleman is to maintain the Mean.”
“The Doctrine of the Mean follows nature?”
“Acting in accordance with the world, resonating with the human heart.”
Tang Ziyue answered fluently, and Yelu nodded slightly in approval: “Not bad, you really have read books, a true scholar. What matter is it that you’re holding me for?”
Yelu, who esteemed Han culture, thus looked upon Tang Ziyue with favor and asked.
Hearing this, Tang Ziyue inquired, “Lord Yelu, I’ve heard of your proficiency in Han Studies. I wonder if you have delved into the Zhou Yi Feng Shui aspect of it?”
