Liu Shan Men and the Three Departments - Vaulting Over South Gate

The Prime Minister didn't resign himself and heed the decree. Instead, he curled his hand around his ear and said, "Oh, this old one is getting on with age. You see, this old one's hearing and vision are poor. Young Master Haozi, did you say there were leftover dishes?"

"E-Eh? I said there was an imperial decree…"

'Fuck your poor vision! You're telling me you can't tell how a eunuch looks when there are so many of them in the palace?! You're clearly trying to dodge the arrow!'

The old man seemed thrilled with it; he narrowed his eyes and looked to the rails of the second floor: "This old one is getting on with age. I… I… I can't see anything. Pass me one some tea please."

The old prime minister leaned on the rails and slipped down as though he was powerless. Not unable to support himself, he rolled over the railing!

Eight Deities Tavern was a classic three-storey building. On the other side of the railing on the second floor was the road. The prime minister wasn't a martial artist. If he fell down onto the ground below, he'd be critically injured if not end up retarded.

Flustered, Eunuch Haozi and the people who learnt he was the prime minister exclaimed in shock. When they looked down, though, they saw his bodyguard, Yanbei, leapt after him. Using his Golden Wild-Goose manoeuvre, he carried the prime minister down to the ground safe and sound. I noted Yanbei had a daoist background from the manoeuvre.

'Hey, his bodyguard isn't half bad,'

The prime minister acted completely stupefied as though he was dealing with a case of Alzheimer. He reacted, "Eh? Where am I?" yet he was running off with Yanbei in tow.

'Fuck me! Feigning ignorance to evade an imperial decree? The standard has been set!'

Ignoring an edict brought to the door was a major crime. Having said that, Eunuch Haozi wouldn't dare to report the prime minister for ignoring an imperial edict. Because I didn't run, Eunuch Haozi turned to me: "Young Ming, since you are here, accept the imperial edict on behalf of Liu Shan Men."

Eunuch Haozi tossed me a yellow scroll. I didn't even have time to think about kneeling or thanking His Majesty, as he chased after the prime minister with his group before I could react.

Second Brother dashed over: "Big Bro, the leader of the ministers of the imperial court is even less dependable than you are."

"Don't spit tripe here." I corrected Second Brother: "He's

much

less dependable than I am."

I opened the yellow scroll. The contents surprised me. His Majesty summoned Su Xiao, Tang Ye… and I to Wuying Hall after tomorrow's morning conference. He probably wanted to see Tang Ye for his martial prowess, Su Xiao probably to satisfy his new gay fetish, but I didn't have the foggiest idea as to what he wanted to see me together with them for.

'Is there a' summon a warrior get one free' bargain going on at the moment?'

The only explanation that came to mind was His Majesty wanting to penalise me for my insolence during my competition with Jin Wangsun. I had doubts, nevertheless, as it had been days since the event. Surely he wasn't that petty. And so, I was back to square one. I stuffed the imperial edict in my shirt and planned to take my time mulling it once I got back. But alas, the waiter suddenly came over and stated, "Excuse me, you have not paid for your meals."

'Oh, the bill.'

I sent Second Brother