On elegantly hoodwinking your own father

Since entering Chaoge City, the once quiet post station has been transformed into a bustling marketplace.

Various warlords, people who would normally have no connection with each other, seemed to have conspired to take turns performing.

Some brought lavish gifts, some tried to establish a connection, and some even shouted "Brother!" before entering the door.

There is only one objective.

He advised Su Hu to accept his fate.

Their explanations were all pretty much the same, just a few sentences repeated over and over.

"Brother Su, listen to my advice. Those two are now the King's favorites. If you offend them, things will likely get tough in Ji Province in the future."

"For your daughter to be able to enter the palace and serve the King is a blessing she has accumulated over many lifetimes. Why can't you understand that?"

"Doctor Fei and Doctor You. You meant well; please don't let them down."

"It's not worth jeopardizing the future of the entire Ji Province for the sake of a daughter!"

Even when they were kicked out, these people would still leave behind a few Yinyang and mocking remarks before they left.

All of this was observed by Su Daji.

She continued to play the role of a gentle and obedient daughter every day, serving Su Hu tea and water, and massaging his shoulders and back.

However, in her words, she was always subtly and unconsciously instilling certain ideas in him.

"Father, did you argue with those adults again? Why bother? You'll only hurt yourself."

"Father, I've heard from the servants that there are rumors circulating outside that you are arrogant and disrespectful to the King because of your achievements... What should we do?"

She never directly persuaded him, but instead used this subtle and pervasive approach to gradually erode Su Hu's will and intensify his anxiety.

That afternoon, after seeing off another vassal from the south, Su Hu slammed the door shut, shutting out the noise from outside.

The room was a complete mess.

Bamboo slips were scattered all over the floor, and the teacups on the table were swept into a corner and smashed to pieces.

Su Hu's chest heaved violently, his hands gripping the edge of the table, his knuckles turning blue from the force.

This is outrageous!

"This is absolutely outrageous!"

Su Hu suddenly sat up straight and kicked over the mahogany stool next to him.

The stool rolled a long way and crashed into a pillar with a dull thud.

"Fei Zhong! You Hun!"

Su Hu gritted his teeth and squeezed out the two names.

"Traitor! Villain! Rebel!"

"I, Su Hu, am sworn enemies with you!"

If it weren't for these two scoundrels stirring things up behind the scenes, why would these usually arrogant feudal lords be so eager to act as persuaders?

This is like putting him on the hot seat of a fire.

This is an attempt to force Su Hu to submit.

Su Daji pushed open the door, her exquisite face filled with panic.

She looked at the mess of broken pieces on the ground, then at the furious Su Hu, and chuckled inwardly.

It's almost done.

Add another piece of firewood, and the water should boil soon.

"Father."

She knelt down and gently picked up the scattered bamboo slips from the ground.

"Has someone made you angry again?"

Looking at his daughter's obedient and sensible appearance, Su Hu forcibly suppressed half of his anger.

He exhaled a long Turbid Qi and reached out to help his daughter.

It's alright.

"They're nothing but a bunch of sycophants."

Su Daji stood up and neatly stacked the bamboo slips on the table.

The movements were gentle, yet carried an indescribable sense of sorrow.

"Father, please calm down."

"It's not worth ruining your health over such a petty person."

She lowered her eyes, as if hesitating about something.

A moment later.

She looked up, her clear, bright eyes filled with tears, her rims slightly red.

"Father, perhaps... we should just agree."

Su Hu paused in his movements.

Su Daji took a step forward, reached out and grabbed Su Hu's sleeve, gently shaking it.

"These past few days, seeing my father so worried day and night, unable to eat or sleep, has been like a knife twisting in my heart."

"Those uncles and elders may have said some harsh things, but they were right about one thing."

"You can't fight city hall."

"Although we are powerful warlords in Ji Province, once we arrive in Chaoge, we are like fish on a chopping board."

"A father has already done enough for his daughter."

"Your the King possesses the wealth of the Four Seas; if your daughter enters the palace, she will be your queen."

"Our Su Clan can also benefit, and Father won't have to suffer such humiliation anymore."

"The daughter knows that her father is doing this for her own good, not wanting her to suffer in that deep palace."

"But if it's for the sake of my daughter alone, it means sacrificing the entire Su Clan and subjecting her father to endless humiliation..."

Two lines of clear tears slid down her cheeks at just the right moment.

It hit Su Hu's hand.

Scalding hot.

Even if my daughter dies, I won't be able to rest in peace.

These words were spoken with heartfelt sincerity, each word dripping with emotion.

If it were anyone else, they would probably have been deeply moved by this display of filial piety.

Su Hu looked at his daughter.

That face was young and beautiful, but now it was streaked with tears.

He fell silent.

The word "nonsense" that was on the tip of my tongue, I couldn't bring myself to say it this time.

The relentless bombardment of the past few days had already pushed his nerves to the limit.

The words of those lobbyists, though harsh, pierced his heart like poisonous thorns.

"Marquis Su, among the eight hundred vassal lords of the Great Shang Dynasty, who dares to disrespect the King?"

"If you keep resisting like this, what will happen when the King issues an imperial edict? Will you still be able to hold onto Ji Province?"

Is it worth it for a daughter?

Is it worth it?

Looking at his daughter, who was crying her eyes out, Su Hu felt the mountain of "principles" in his heart begin to tremble for the first time.

If it's truly for the sake of the whole family...

If it's truly for the sake of the people of Ji Province...

Sacrificing a daughter seems to be... truly the only solution.

As long as Daji is sent in, all the troubles will disappear.

Fei Zhong and You Hun will no longer cause trouble, and the King will be greatly pleased.

The Su Clan could even use this to advance their careers further.

Su Hu's Adam's apple bobbed up and down.

The word "good" was already swirling on the tip of my tongue.

Su Daji keenly noticed this subtle change.

She lowered her head, and a glint of shrewdness flashed quickly in her originally sorrowful eyes.

They wavered.

This old stubborn man is finally starting to waver!

She was secretly delighted.

It seems that the continuous psychological suggestion and subtle influence over the past few days have finally taken effect.

Although he will ultimately refuse, this precious hesitation shows that his psychological defenses have already cracked.

If we add fuel to the fire and offer a few more such "advices," he will definitely agree.

Alas, if it weren't for the fact that Chaoge City is a place where the Human Path Fortune converges, and is also shrouded by a great formation, it would be a great disaster.

Why go through all that trouble?

With a simple Soul-Bewitching Technique, the old man would have been all over the place, cleaned up, packed up, and sent to the palace.

Why would she need to stay here and play out this melodramatic father-daughter relationship with him?

However, it's better to go slowly; that makes it seem more realistic.

Just as Su Daji was plotting her next move, Su Hu finally spoke.

He sighed deeply, reached out and stroked his daughter's head, his tiger-like eyes filled with struggle and pain.

"No..."

"No."

"As your father... I can't do this."

Although she was rejected again, Su Daji was not discouraged at all; on the contrary, she was secretly delighted.

It'll be soon, very soon.

Su Hu turned around, his back to his daughter, seemingly unable to look at that face any longer.

"How could I Su Hu, a dignified seven-foot man, possibly survive by selling my daughter for personal gain?"

"If it really comes to that, we'll just die together as a family!"

"It's better than living such a spineless life!"

Su Daji quickly adjusted her expression and resumed her pitiful look.

She stepped forward and bowed gracefully to Su Hu.

"Father's words are correct."

"My daughter misunderstood; she knows she was wrong."

Hearing the commotion behind him, Su Hu sighed and turned around.

The anger on his face had faded, replaced by endless weariness and desolation.

He walked to the table, sat down, picked up the tea that had long since gone cold, and drank it all in one gulp.

The bitter tea slid down my throat, but it couldn't suppress the bitterness in my heart.

"If..."

"If only Grand Tutor Wen were still in Chaoge."

Su Daji was taken aback.

Grand Tutor Wen?

That Great Shang Dynasty's towering white jade pillar, its Purple Gold beam spanning the sea?

A glimmer of hope flashed in Su Hu's eyes.

"Grand Tutor Wen was a trusted minister entrusted with the care of the young emperor by the late emperor. He was upright, incorruptible, and hated evil as if it were his enemy."

"In his hands lies the King-Beating Golden Whip bestowed by the late emperor, used to strike down tyrannical rulers and treacherous officials."

"If he were in court..."

Even if Fei Zhong and You Hun had ten times the courage, they wouldn't dare to act so recklessly!

"Even Your the King would not dare to neglect state affairs and indulge in pleasure in such a way!"

"What a pity..."

Su Hu shook his head, his face full of regret.

"That Yuan Futong of the North Sea rebelled."

"Grand Tutor Wen has been on a northern expedition for some time now."

"Now in this Chaoge City, when the tiger is away, the Monkey reigns the King."

"That's why these two clowns seized control of the court, deceived the emperor, and turned Chaoge into a chaotic mess!"

Su Hu grew angrier as he spoke, and slammed his fist on the table.

"Heaven has no eyes!"

Su Daji stood aside, listening to Su Hu's complaints, but her heart skipped a beat.

Wen Zhong.

A disciple Interception Sect the Saint Mother Jinling of the Jie Sect.

His True Immortal was unfathomable; he was a rare, enlightened immortal in this mortal realm.

fortunately.

Fortunately, that old guy went to fight in the Northern Sea.

Otherwise, if he were really allowed to stay in Chaoge to oversee things...

At that point, forget about entering the palace and seducing the Human Emperor.

Whether he can even be left with a complete body is a question.

Su Daji silently kowtowed to Yuan Futong, That One was rebelling far away in the Northern Sea.

Good brother.

You'd better hold on in this battle.

It would be best to play for eight or ten years.

Don't let that devil come back and ruin my good time.

She stepped forward and refilled Su Hu's cup of hot tea.

"Father."

"Distant water cannot quench immediate thirst."

"Grand Tutor Wen is a good man, but he is no longer in Chaoge."

We still need to figure out a way ourselves.

"No matter what the future holds, your daughter will always be with you."

Su Hu picked up the hot tea, watched the steam rising from the cup, and gave a wry smile.

"Think of a way?"

"In this situation, we are at their mercy, like fish on a chopping board."

"What other options are there besides just toughing it out?"

"Unless..."

Su Hu's words came to an abrupt halt.

Unless the King suddenly changes his mind.

Or perhaps those two traitors suddenly died.

But is that even possible?

Su Daji sneered inwardly.

no way?

There is a solution.

As long as you, old man, aren't so stubborn.

Su Daji lowered her eyes, concealing the calculating Ghostly Light in them.

"Father must be tired after a long day, he should get some rest."

"Tomorrow... perhaps things will take a turn for the better."

Su Hu didn't understand the deeper meaning in her words, and simply nodded wearily.

"Go."

You should go to bed early too.

Su Daji obediently stood up and bowed.

"Yes, daughter takes her leave."

She turned and left, her skirt swaying gently.

The moment she stepped out of the main hall, the concern on her face vanished instantly.

Instead, a faint smile appeared.

The old man's psychological defenses have almost completely collapsed.

Just one last straw.

Even the slightest bit of push can make it happen.

"Grand Tutor Wen..."

Su Daji glanced back at the northern sky, softly murmuring the name.

I hope you stay in the Northern Sea for a few more years.

"The snow and wind there are beautiful, and the rebels are resilient."

"Don't rush back."

"When you come back..."

"The very heavens of this Great Shang Dynasty have probably changed color long ago."

Humming an unknown tune, she walked briskly through the corridor toward her room.

I need to prepare properly.

Since entering the palace is a foregone conclusion.

Then you need to think about what posture and expression you should use when you first meet That One Human Emperor to make him...

Unforgettable?

after all.

A good start is half the battle.