Mythical Qin: I, Gao Yao, will never be a eunuch!

Chapter 769: The Prime Minister’s mansion is not so easy to enter!

Lü Zhi was left alone, slumped in the cold shadow, her undershirt already soaked with cold sweat. The huge fear and dread made her feel powerless all over. Only the words "Lin'er has no mother" echoed in the dead silent room like a spell, making her feel as if she was falling into an icy cave.

Gao Yao did not return to his main courtyard. Instead, he turned around and went straight to Yu Shu's residence.

At this moment, as the actual person in charge of the backyard, Yu Shu had already received a report from her spies: Gao Yao first went to Qi Ji, and then went directly to Lu Zhi's courtyard, where he stayed for quite a while, and finally left with a chill. When the news came, Yu Shu's heart not only did not feel the slightest pleasure because of Lu Zhi's possible punishment, but instead fell heavily, and an inexplicable chill and worry quietly crept into her heart.

She knew Gao Yao's character too well. He always hated instability in his backyard, especially the intrigues among women that affected the overall situation. No matter what the cause was, whether it was active attack or passive defense, the long-term open and covert struggle between her and Lu Zhi was an indisputable fact that could not be concealed at all.

How could Gao Yao's thunderous treatment of Lu Zhi tonight not be a warning to the entire backyard and Yu Shu, the person in charge? Would he... also become suspicious of himself, or even think of disposing of him? After all, in order to balance the backyard, sometimes you need to warn the tiger.

Just as Yu Shu was in a state of confusion and confusion, the maid outside the courtyard suddenly gave a clear and slightly nervous announcement, breaking the tranquility of the night:

"Welcome Prime Minister!"

When Yu Shu heard the voice, her heart suddenly tightened, as if being grasped by an invisible hand. What was she afraid of? It happened! She hurriedly suppressed her surging thoughts, forced herself to calm down, quickly tidied up her appearance and expression, walked quickly to the door, and bowed deeply, her posture was extremely respectful, and even with a little unnoticeable fear:

"I welcome my husband." She tried to keep her voice steady, but could not hide the hint of tension at the end of her voice.

"Go back all!"

"Here!"

The maids standing by responded in unison like well-trained shadows, and left the room lightly and quickly, closing the door gently. For a moment, Gao Yao and Yu Shu were the only ones left in the warm room, and the air seemed to be stagnant.

The strictness of Gaoyao's mansion was far beyond the reach of ordinary dignitaries. Even the most inconspicuous maid who could enter this "Prime Minister's Mansion" had to go through layers of screening, comparable to the scrutiny of military spies. Their backgrounds had to be as clean as paper - either they were orphans whose parents had both passed away and could not be traced, or they were a clean family with three generations of good citizens, guaranteed by neighbors, and whose past experiences had been repeatedly checked upside down.

The name, hometown, family relationship and even every little detail before entering the palace of every person entering the palace were recorded by the secret guards for reference at any time.

The source of this almost paranoid caution is the mysterious Yi Xiaochuan! This "old rival" who also comes from the future has mysterious means and erratic whereabouts. Gao Yao knows that the mysterious Yi Xiaochuan will never miss any opportunity to infiltrate his core. Who knows if the other party will disguise the deadly poison as rouge and powder? Or send a well-trained assassin into this seemingly beautiful backyard? Therefore, the rules of the mansion are extremely strict.

Food safety is of utmost importance. The kitchen is a restricted area, and no one is allowed to enter. Even the housekeeper is not allowed to enter without being summoned. Every dish served on Gao Yao and his women's tables, from the selection of ingredients, cleaning, cooking to the final presentation, is completed by specific, strictly tested cooks.

No maid was allowed to interfere, and even approaching the serving port would result in severe reprimand. Before each meal, someone was assigned to "test the poison on their own body" - a fixed eunuch or a low-ranking maid would first taste the food, and only after waiting for half an hour to make sure it was safe could the masters start eating. This was only the most basic line of defense to save lives.

The maids walking around in this mansion are also a unique sight. They are all carefully selected, with beautiful faces and graceful figures. Many of them are even as pretty as the ladies and beauties in the backyard. This is not accidental.

In the homes of the rich and powerful in ancient times, maids often had more secret duties - they were an extension of their masters' nights. When the mistress or concubine was exhausted and could not accept the favor, these maids waiting outside the curtains would silently step forward to "take over" and ensure that the master's interest was not interrupted. They were alternatives to warm the bed and supplement the lust. Although they had no official status, they actually shared the master's bed pleasure.

This was also an unspoken way for women from the lower classes to climb up. If they were lucky enough to receive the emperor’s favor, or even conceive and give birth to a child, then the mother would be honored by the child. Even if the child was unable to inherit the throne due to the mother’s low birth, the mother could at least escape her status as a servant and receive a good living guarantee, and the child could live a safe life as a “prince” or “princess”.

For many maids, this was enough wealth to bet everything on. Moreover, Gao Yao would be the emperor in the future! If she could give birth to a child for him, even if it was from a "beauty" of the lowest class, her status would be greatly improved.

Gao Yao is a time traveler after all. He has a modern instinctive sense of alienation towards the system that regards maids as "tools for sexual release" and "reproductive vessels". He is not pure and does enjoy beauty, but he prefers a more "pure" way.

Although there were many maids in the mansion, he had only "favored" a few of them, and most of them were accidents due to chance or in some circumstances. He had no intention of "favoring" them.

When he really wanted to indulge himself, he was more accustomed to going to the "post station" in the city - that was an absolutely private space he built for himself. There, there were women who were specially trained and well versed in serving men.

They know how to massage and relieve fatigue in the most pleasant way, how to flatter and please with the most seductive posture, and all they have learned and practiced are for this. There is no intrigue in the mansion, no ubiquitous prying eyes, only pure enjoyment of being carefully served. Compared with summoning maids in the mansion, which requires considering the reactions of all parties and balancing the emotions in the backyard, the indulgence in the post station is undoubtedly convenient, pure, and much more relaxing for Gao Yao.

At this moment, as the maids left, only the flickering light of the candles and two people with different thoughts were left in the warm room. Gao Yao sat in the main seat, his eyes calmly falling on Yu Shu who was still kneeling on the ground. The coldness that had just gathered around Lu Zhi had not yet completely dissipated, and the temperature in the room seemed to have dropped a few degrees.

Yu Shu could clearly feel the weight of that gaze, as well as the scrutiny and inquiry contained in it. She maintained a submissive posture, but her heart beat like a drum, waiting for Gao Yao to speak, or for some unknown decision.