Although he suspected the system was up to no good, Ye Feng had no evidence.
Therefore, after a few complaints, Ye Feng finally changed the subject.
"What is it?"
"System!"
"Bring up Chen Gong's attributes for me to see. Don't pull any more stunts this time!"
"..."
The system, inexplicably blamed, was filled with grievances but couldn't express them.
What could it do?
It was also helpless!
Special attributes were randomly generated based on personal experiences.
It really couldn't control it!
Unfortunately, the enraged Ye Feng clearly wouldn't listen to its explanations, or rather, Ye Feng was just looking for a scapegoat.
There was no other way!
Having such a host, it could only silently bear this blame.
Not only that, but carrying a colossal burden of blame, it still had to work for this unscrupulous host!
The next moment, Chen Gong's attributes appeared before Ye Feng as a stream of data.
...
[Chen Gong]
Courtesy name: Gongtai.
A native of Dongwuyang, Dong Commandery. He was upright, resourceful, and at a young age, he associated with renowned figures of his time.
Might: 67
Leadership: 75
Intelligence: 96
Politics: 95
Skills: Persuasion, Schemes, Strategy, Swordsmanship...
Special Attribute: [Persuasion] (Increases the chance of convincing the target by 30% when speaking.)
Special Attribute: [Planning] (When activated, better plans for the future of the faction... Intelligence temporarily +2.)
...
"Hmm..."
After reading Chen Gong's attribute sheet, Ye Feng nodded thoughtfully.
No wonder!
When he spoke to Chen Gong before, he had mostly considered things from Chen Gong's perspective.
He thought it was because he valued talent, but now it seemed this special attribute played a significant role.
Of course! Although he had some reservations about this attribute's indiscriminate nature, Ye Feng was generally satisfied.
This attribute was a genuine gold-grade strategist!
And a double gold-grade at that! Not only was his intelligence a high 96, but his politics also reached 95.
However, what puzzled Ye Feng was why, with such high dual attributes, historical records never mentioned Lu Bu as an unwise lord?
And, since this persuasion skill could influence even him, why couldn't it influence Lu Bu?
"Ding~!"
Perhaps sensing Ye Feng's confusion, the system promptly explained:
"Respected host, the smarter a person is, the more suspicious they are, and the more easily they are influenced."
"Huh?"
As the system's words fell, Ye Feng's expression turned somewhat peculiar.
"You scummy system, don't think I'll let you off just because you praised me!"
System: "???"
...
A welcoming banquet unlike any other concluded amidst the complex emotions of everyone present.
Ye Feng naturally stayed.
He didn't want to!
But he couldn't resist Zhang Miao's enthusiastic invitation, nor Bian Yu'er's 'shy and demure' gaze.
Cough~! Of course! The soft bed in the Prefect's mansion also accounted for a significant portion of the reason. With that, who would want to rough it in the city's outer camp?
However, Ye Feng was not someone who only cared about his own pleasure and neglected his subordinates.
Before the banquet even ended, Zhang Miao had already sent the supplies. So while Ye Feng was enjoying the warmth and softness here, the army camp outside the city was also filled with joy.
To satisfy Ye Feng's 'appetite,' Zhang Miao had spared no expense this time. Not only did he provide a large amount of staple food, but he also sent plenty of meat and wine.
Because of this, as soon as the banquet ended, Chen Gong requested to go to the army camp. He wanted to keep an eye on things. After all, if those aristocratic families caused trouble, Ye Feng might just stumble.
However, Chen Gong couldn't have imagined that Ye Feng had already given instructions regarding these matters, prioritizing them above all else. With the precedent of defeating a hundred thousand Wuhuan in one fell swoop, how could Ye Feng not pay attention to such things?
So, when Chen Gong arrived at the army camp and learned of Ye Feng's arrangements, the reverence in his eyes deepened. With such a wise lord, why worry about the world not being pacified?
It was just that the wise lord Chen Gong imagined was currently engaged in strenuous activity on a bed. Double the pleasure! The thought that the beauty beside him was historically the empress of Cao Cao made Ye Feng's heart race even more, and his actions became rougher. This was difficult for Bian Yu'er, who had just experienced intimacy. Already somewhat coerced, combined with Ye Feng's somewhat rough movements... she was starting to get scared. Fortunately, Yang Yanqi, guarding outside the door, noticed something amiss. After a moment of thought, she gritted her teeth, stomped her foot, pushed open the door, and rushed in. She was going to rescue the lord! Although she didn't know why rescuing the lord had turned into a sacrifice, it was more or less the same.
...
The next day, in the afternoon, just as Zhang Miao was getting anxious, Ye Feng's door finally opened. With a hint of pleasure on his face, Ye Feng waved his hand at the maidservant by the door.
"Go and attend to the two ladies, then have someone bring some food."
"Yes!"
After bowing with a slight blush, the young maid ran out with her legs crossed. Clearly, someone had just engaged in a morning workout, otherwise, it wouldn't have taken so long.
"Governor~!"
Seeing Ye Feng emerge leisurely from the courtyard, a retainer who had been waiting eagerly rushed forward and said solicitously, "Our Prefect has been waiting for a long time. May I know if Governor can grant an audience?"
"Later!"
Ye Feng, without any regard for it being someone else's home, waved his hand and ordered, "First, have the kitchen prepare something and send it over. Don't you see this Governor is still hungry?"
"Yes, yes..."
The retainer weakly agreed and hurried to relay the order to the kitchen. He dared not slight Ye Feng! After all, before coming here, Zhang Miao had specifically instructed that Ye Feng's orders were to be followed above all else. Therefore, even though Zhang Miao had been waiting for several hours, the retainer rushed to the kitchen first. Seeing this, Ye Feng's impression of Zhang Miao improved considerably, and he pondered whether to lend him a hand. This fellow's historical fate was not very good. Although the course of history had changed considerably, Cao Cao might not necessarily rise to power. However, Chen Liu was too strategic a location! Whether it was the allied forces of the rebels or the Yellow Turban rebels, once they captured Luoyang, they would expand outwards. And Chen Liu would serve as their bridgehead for capturing Yan Province. If the allied forces of the rebels won, it would be fine. No matter how many ulterior motives they had, the imperial court would still maintain a superficial legitimacy. And Zhang Miao, as the Prefect of Chen Liu, was, in his own way, a feudal lord. But what if the Yellow Turban rebels won? Then it would get interesting! All the high-ranking officials of the imperial court, without exception, would probably not escape. And local prefects like Zhang Miao would either become independent or have to pledge allegiance to the Yellow Turbans. Those farther away might be beyond the reach of the Yellow Turbans. But among them, it absolutely would not include the prefects around Luoyang. As for them, the Yellow Turban rebels would definitely not leave them be. They wouldn't create trouble for themselves. After all, the Yellow Turban rebels were most familiar with the methods and faces of these aristocratic families. Only dead aristocratic families would put them at ease! And could the Yellow Turban rebels win? They must win! Even if the Yellow Turban rebels were truly incapable, Ye Feng had to make them stand up for a while. For no other reason, a united Han Dynasty was unacceptable to Ye Feng. Only by throwing the Han Dynasty into complete chaos and thoroughly dismantling the existing aristocratic system could Ye Feng better rebuild a new Han Dynasty. Of course! These matters only flashed through Ye Feng's mind and were quickly pushed aside by his hunger. At this moment, the kitchen had just delivered the prepared delicacies, and Ye Feng, without worrying if anything had been added to the food, began to eat heartily. There was no choice! The consumption was too great! The thought of the double pleasure from last night and this morning made his kidneys ache faintly. He couldn't overdo it! On the other side, just as Ye Feng was feasting, Zhang Miao was refilling his eighth cup of strong tea. "Prefect~!" Wei Zi, who had also refilled several cups of strong tea, touched his stomach with a distressed expression. "Is that Assassin Ye deliberately doing this? He's still not up at this hour?" "Why the hurry?" Zhang Miao, also feeling somewhat full, subtly pulled in his stomach. "That, you wait here a moment, I'll go and see what's happening in the back!" "???" Watching Zhang Miao's retreating back, Wei Zi opened his mouth, regretting that he had spoken a step too late. He wanted to go too! Unfortunately, even though there was no shortage of latrines in the Prefect's mansion, no one could leave. If Ye Feng arrived while they were gone, wouldn't their waiting all morning be in vain? With this thought, Wei Zi could only suppress the urge in his body and wait with a pained expression. Fortunately, Ye Feng truly didn't take them seriously and was still enjoying his meal. It wasn't until Yang Yanqi arrived with Bian Yu'er after they had tidied up that Ye Feng reluctantly finished. "Hmm..." "Tastes good!" After letting out a satisfied burp, Ye Feng smiled at Bian Yu'er, who was looking down and not daring to meet his gaze, and said with undeniable authority, "Have Yanqi take you back to pack your things later. From now on, you will stay by my side as Governor." "Yes, yes..." Hearing Ye Feng's voice, Bian Yu'er's body trembled, and she instinctively wanted to refuse. She was panicking! If this beast tormented her a few more times, wouldn't she lose her life? However, despite her countless reluctance, she still didn't dare to refuse. The matter had come to this. She couldn't possibly return to marry someone with a damaged body. Let alone whether Ye Feng would agree, even her father would not agree. With this in mind, Bian Yu'er meekly nodded and agreed with teary eyes. Seeing this, Yang Yanqi beside them couldn't stand it any longer and glared at Ye Feng indignantly. "Look at what you've done?" "Yu'er is still a young girl, how can she withstand your torment like this?" "Uh..." Ye Feng, who had been rebuked, awkwardly touched his nose and chuckled, "That, that, wasn't it just too exciting?" "Heh heh..." Hearing this, Yang Yanqi looked up at Ye Feng and said with a forced smile, "So, you're saying that I and Sister Xiuning didn't satisfy you, my lord?" Ye Feng: "???"