After their minds were read, the entire court trembled with fear.

Chapter 38 Fat Pig Carrying Man

Xuanwu Street, near Xuanwu Gate, was not a bustling area of ​​the capital.

But today, Xuanwu Street is bustling with activity.

Shouts, or more accurately, cries for help, came from the crowd.

"Ahhhh, move aside, move aside!"

"No, no, it's help! Help!"

The crowd on Xuanwu Street quickly dispersed to both sides, revealing Shen Zhiyi.

Shen Zhiyi quickly dodged, but compared to the frightened expressions of the pedestrians around her, her expression was quite excited.

Ahhhhh, the live version is just so different!

"Help me—"

A swift shadow flashed by, and Shen Zhiyi couldn't help but clap her hands.

Haha, this is the first time I've ever seen someone ride a pig.

I hereby declare this road to be renamed Pig Road!

Seeing that the other person had run quite far, Shen Zhiyi immediately followed to continue watching the fun.

That pig was big and fat; its flesh jiggled as it ran.

The person on the pig was as thin as a monkey; no wonder the pig carried him so easily.

At this moment, a three-story restaurant was filled with the most elite people in the Great Ye Dynasty.

The old emperor pointed to the scene of fat pigs carrying people below and said with a smile, "No wonder Shen Zhiyi insisted on coming here, it is indeed interesting."

"Look at her, Shen Zhiyi is running over there like a shot. I didn't know she could run so fast."

The entire court echoed the old emperor's sentiments.

"Yes, yes, it is indeed a rare thing for a fat pig to carry a person."

One minister even said, "If Your Majesty likes it, I can also perform for you in the street."

These words sound like they came from a military general.

The old emperor turned his head, and sure enough, it was true.

He said with some disdain, "Alright, alright, I've seen it all when I was in the village. I even rode a pig when I was a kid."

After expressing his disdain, he noticed that our Prime Minister Wang looked thoughtful.

The old emperor joked, "My dear minister, I remember you are from the royal family, so you must have never seen such a sight before."

Unfortunately, he's too old and his bones can't take any more strain.

Otherwise, the old emperor really wanted to let these noble sons ride a fat pig for him to see.

"This old minister has indeed never seen him before, but the young man on that pig looks somewhat familiar."

After Prime Minister Wang mentioned it, many people felt that the skinny monkey on the fat pig looked like they had indeed seen it somewhere before.

[Hahaha, I wonder if the newly appointed Minister of Personnel knows that his son is riding a pig.]

As soon as Shen Zhiyi's maniacal laughter subsided, on the third floor of the unnamed three-story restaurant, all the bigwigs simultaneously turned to look at the newly appointed Minister of Personnel, who was still flattering the old emperor.

The Minister of Personnel's smile instantly widened.

The old emperor gave a half-smile.

The newly appointed Minister of Personnel suddenly leaned out the window and stared intently at the person on the white pig.

Ugh, it really is that unfilial son of his!

"Sun Yaozu, you get the hell over here!"

The skinny monkey on the fat pig was now completely blank-minded, and the surrounding noise seemed to be filtered through a layer of mist, so he couldn't hear his father's voice at all.

Some colleagues couldn't help but tease the newly appointed Minister of Personnel.

"Oh my, I didn't realize your son was so talented."

The newly appointed Minister of Personnel's eye twitched violently.

Seeing the fat pig on Xuanwu Street bumping around here and there, and with the old emperor present, he felt a wave of dizziness.

He was too embarrassed to look at the old emperor, and with his head down, he forced himself to say, "There must be some misunderstanding here, yes, yes, misunderstanding."

His son doesn't like pigs at all.

When the old emperor saw the fat pig start to crash into the people's stalls, he immediately sent someone to rescue Sun Yaozu.

"Your Majesty, I shall go."

The one who stepped forward was a young General of the Thousand Guards.

He landed smoothly with a whoosh.

Then, with incredible speed, he stomped on the pig's back.

The fat pig was knocked unconscious by his kick.

The whole movement was incredibly smooth and fluid.

After being rescued, Sun Yaozu clung to the general's leg and refused to let go.

"Waaaaah, you are my second parents! I almost lost my life."

"You saved my precious life. Tell me, how much money do you want? I have plenty."

With a cold face, the lieutenant general grabbed Sun Yaozu by the back of his collar and tossed him aside.

He then patted his trouser leg in disgust.

Wow, so handsome!

The general paused, then stood up straight.

He looked very pleased with himself.

[This guy is a germaphobe? That's terrible, he stepped in pig poop.]

The fat pig was so frightened that it lost control of its bladder and bowels, and the general, not paying attention, stepped in a pig's excrement by sheer luck.

The general is now split in two, and he is in a terrible state.

My feet hurt so much.

I want to chop it up!

Once the sight of the fat pig carrying the man disappeared, the crowd had mostly dispersed.

Shen Zhiyi randomly picked a wonton stall on the street and started eating.

A pair of beautiful eyes were still fixed on the monitor.

[Does the son of the newly appointed Minister of Personnel like pigs?]

[Oh, so it was a gift from someone else—no, it was a gift from someone else to his father, our dear new Minister of Personnel.]

Who would bribe someone with a pig these days? That's just bizarre.

Shen Zhiyi, who was putting wontons into her mouth, suddenly burst into loud laughter, so loud that she couldn't catch her breath.

[I forgot, I forgot about the Minister of Works giving away underpants to bribe Prime Minister Wang! That was really wrong of me.]

Suppressed laughter rang out from the third floor of an unnamed restaurant.

At his advanced age, Prime Minister Wang felt he had made the worst decision of his life, ruining his reputation in his later years.

The Minister of Works wished he could bury his head in wine and get drunk.

No, we can't let it go yet. He's still very curious as to why someone would send him a big, fat pig.

"I know, I know," someone whispered. "Minister Sun seems to have a particular fondness for pigs. He has quite a few jade pigs, gold pigs, sandalwood pigs, and so on at home. Oh, and live pigs too, but as you all know, they end up on the dinner table."

The old emperor was puzzled, so he asked the newly appointed Minister of Personnel directly.

"You like pigs, so why are you putting live pigs on the dinner table?"

If you like it, you should keep it as a pet. Anyway, the new Minister of Personnel is not short of money.

The newly appointed Minister of Personnel began to break out in a cold sweat.

"This pork is delicious!"

That seems to be the case.

The old emperor thought about it carefully and didn't find anything wrong with it.

Pigs are meant to be eaten, after all.

Oh my god, is this real?!

The newly appointed Minister of Personnel felt a pang of anxiety.

—My little darling, you mustn't tell me everything.

[This guy, Sun Yaozu, said he's going to turn this big fat pig into cherry pork, crispy pork belly, crunchy pork belly, braised pork, Dongpo pork, meat patties, rib soup, braised pig's trotters... Ahhhh, it's making my mouth water!]

The newly appointed Minister of Personnel breathed a huge sigh of relief.

Shen Zhiyi is a foodie, so her attention will definitely be drawn to food.

That's true in theory, but things can change.

Shen Zhiyi was thinking of switching the surveillance camera to a certain chef so she could do a live food show to watch while eating.

Unexpectedly, during the search, she discovered something that shocked her to her core.

Holy crap, Indians!