The Tyrant Was Stunned into Submission by a Mushroom

[Chapter Comments Open] Historical BL column: The Eldest Young Master Really Is Sick. Thank you for your support. This story: Yao Ruyi was the only mushroom in this region to gain sentience. He vaguely remembered that, not long ago, a group of people had come to his mountain. One of them was an exceptionally handsome man. As he passed by, a drop of his blood fell on Yao Ruyi, greatly increasing his cultivation until he took human form. Yao Ruyi wore a solemn expression, but this human form of his was far too unstable. Sob! It seemed he would have to find that handsome man! Yao Ruyi secretly swore that it would not only be to stabilize his cultivation and human form, but also to repay his kindness! Only after repaying the debt could he pursue his dream: passing the imperial examinations and becoming the only top scholar mushroom in the region! With lofty ambitions in his heart, Yao Ruyi set off on his journey to repay the favor. After crossing several mountains, he finally reached the capital mentioned in his books. It really was bustling! And that handsome man with such a strong aura of imperial destiny must be the emperor! Full of confidence, Yao Ruyi wiped the mud from his face and strode toward the palace gates, making a solemn vow. Outside the palace, Gu Huizhou pressed himself against the wall, clutching his wound. The assassin was still lurking nearby. The assassin drew closer and closer. Gu Huizhou gripped his sword, ready to fight to the death, when a fair-faced young man suddenly sprawled on the ground. "Ouch!" The assassin slipped away. Gu Huizhou also passed out from loss of blood. Before losing consciousness, he grabbed the young man's hand. When Gu Huizhou woke again, he was already in his bedchamber, and the young man was nowhere to be seen. Only a palm-sized orange-yellow mushroom lay neatly on top of him. - Gu Huizhou felt that strange things had been happening in his bedchamber lately. The pastries prepared by the palace attendants would mysteriously disappear, the tea they brewed would mysteriously turn cloudy, and even his wounds would mysteriously begin to heal. Gu Huizhou narrowed his eyes and looked at the orange-yellow mushroom on the table, the one that kept appearing and disappearing in its flowerpot. Yao Ruyi trembled under his gaze. Had he been discovered?! But after that, everything went on as usual, and Yao Ruyi relaxed. It was just his imagination, just his imagination. Until one day, he was popping the little sweets from the table into his mouth one by one, sitting on the sleeping tyrant's chest as he healed him. Watching the wound gradually close, and having eaten his fill himself, Yao Ruyi clapped his hands and prepared to return to the flowerpot to sleep. Then he suddenly realized that a pair of large hands had pinned him in place. The man's cruel eyes had opened at some point, and were fixed intently on him! Yao Ruyi: Help, help me! Yao Ruyi spent the night terrified, but the tyrant did not take his life. He even prepared a bigger flowerpot for him? Not only that, there were fresh little cakes and fine tea every day, and the tyrant even personally taught him to read. Yao Ruyi: You should have said so earlier! At last, after reading all the classics of the sages, Yao Ruyi passed the imperial examinations and earned his degree! After the court officials had dispersed, the tyrant on the throne watched him with a smile. "Why aren't you coming back to retire with me, my dear subject?" P.S.: The mushroom's appearance is based on the orange-capped amanita, appearance only. Both leads are pure in body and mind. The bottom is not weak or a naive sweetheart. Later on, he's also cool and deadly. Coming soon: The Young Master Yun Is Writing Again: "I heard the eldest young master of the Yun family has recovered from his delusions?" "Oh! That's wonderful news! Young Master Yun made a name for himself as a child. Now that he's recovered, won't Master Yun throw a grand banquet?" "Of course!" Everyone in the capital thought that once Young Master Yun recovered, he would be a brilliant scholar, but looking at him... Why is he still acting like that? Yun Zhaozhi squatted in the side room, giggling nonstop. He peered outside through a crack in the window while his pen kept moving. "Hehehe! Hehehehehe..." - Before graduating, Yun Zhaozhi changed careers and became a novelist. Over three years, his number of followers skyrocketed, heading straight for a million. By the year he graduated, Yun Zhaozhi had become a moderately well-known author. But who could have guessed that he would die on his way to the bank to withdraw money? When Yun Zhaozhi woke up again, he had become the eldest young master of the prime minister's household in an unknown dynasty. The eldest young master's mother had died young. His father had taken a third wife, who had borne him a son and a daughter. Their family of four lived together in cheerful harmony, and none of them even noticed when ten-year-old Yun Zhaozhi fell into the water. The eldest young master became an idiot, afflicted with delusions. Yun Zhaozhi lay in bed, barely clinging to life. This was a disastrous start. What good was being an eldest young master if people sneered at him whenever he went to a gathering? Yun Zhaozhi refused to accept it. At midnight, he crouched in a corner, secretly plotting. He had to return to his old line of work. "Hehehehehe..." This fictional dynasty had no censorship, so he could write whatever he wanted. Especially about the people who had bullied him. Yun Zhaozhi grinned mischievously. "Liangza! Fetch your young master a brush!" "I'm going to write something steamy!" A month later, the capital was in an uproar. "I heard the second young master of the Yun family and the third young master of the Chen family are having an affair! In the backyard of the Chen family's eldest young master, no less!" "What? How could that be? The second young master of the Yun family and the eldest young master of the Chen family are the couple!" "Two young masters together? Absurd! The Chen family's eldest young master got engaged to Second Miss Li ages ago. How could what you're saying be true?" "It seems... it's true!" At yet another flower-viewing banquet, Yun Zhaozhi calmly sipped his tea, hiding his contribution and taking no credit. This time, the banquet's main characters would have to change. Let's see where his second brother was... On the second-floor gallery, a pair of eyes watched, dark and complicated. "Bring Yun Zhaozhi to me." "Yes!" Yun Zhaozhi pouted. What kind of person was this, ordering him to come as if he would just obey! A cold flash of light appeared. Fine, fine! You have a knife, so you're all that! Yun Zhaozhi meekly went to see Shen Tu Si. "Greetings, Your Highness the Regent." Taking advantage of a moment when no one was watching, Yun Zhaozhi sneaked a glance up. His eyes lit up after just one second. This man was gorgeous! Deep-set brows and sharp eyes. In a novel, he would absolutely be the top. Yun Zhaozhi thought to himself that if the man did not make things difficult for him, he would let him off. But if he acted like a jerk... He'd write him as the bottom! "I hear the eldest young master is a gifted writer, recognizing characters at one and composing poems at three. Why not serve as my adviser? That way, these fine years of your life won't go to waste." Go to hell! Yun Zhaozhi smiled brightly. "Sure!" Behind his back, he immediately wrote a book about Shen Tu Si and his shadow guard, Han Ming. "Han Ming's warm breath brushed Shen Tu Si's face. His gaze was infatuated, and his hands kept moving..." Yun Zhaozhi laughed as he wrote. This book would fetch a good price too! One night, Yun Zhaozhi was writing furiously, his ideas pouring out, his face blooming with a grin. "Yes! Exactly! That pose, " "Bang!" The door burst open. Shen Tu Si, his face dark, held a stack of storybooks. "Young Master Yun, explain to me what 'The Gloomy Evil Prince's Obsession with His Uniformed Shadow Guard' means." Yun Zhaozhi shook like a sieve. He got down on his knees and apologized by every means imaginable, wishing he could lie on the floor and massage Shen Tu Si's legs. "You admit you were wrong?" "I was wrong!" "Then from now on, you'll do as I say?" "Yes! Anything you say!" Yun Zhaozhi nervously saw Shen Tu Si off, then turned around and hid the rest of his books. He had to finish them later. He had already written them, so he couldn't leave them unfinished. But he would hold off on selling them and lie low for a while. Instead, the next day he was detained at the prince's manor. Yun Zhaozhi had to help Shen Tu Si with his work if he wanted decent meals. "How do we greatly weaken the crown prince's faction?" This was far too hard for him. After seven days, seven whole days without meat, Yun Zhaozhi's face had turned green. "Damn it! Are you feeding me like a rabbit?" Even a rabbit bites when it's cornered! "Liangza! Bring me a brush!" The uniformed guard on the wall nearly fell off. He... he's writing again? Yun Zhaozhi fought on for three days and three nights. When he couldn't write anymore, he simply called over the uniformed shadow guard Han Ming to write for him. "It is said that the crown prince and Mr. Shen of the Duke's household have been in love for a long time..." Within three days, word came that the crown prince had been confined to the Eastern Palace. With a huge chicken leg in his left hand and a braised pork knuckle in his right, Yun Zhaozhi asked, "Ming, where's your prince?" Han Ming held a broom and guiltily turned his head away. "My master is busy finding a tutor for you..." The pork knuckle nearly fell. Yun Zhaozhi frowned. "What?!" "His Highness says you use vulgar language every day, and it's... unbecoming..." Damn it! Wasn't this just crossing the river and destroying the bridge? But Yun Zhaozhi couldn't get away. With tears in his eyes, he endured two months of one-on-one lessons. Later, he heard that the crown prince had been released. Though half his military power had been taken away, he was still a force to be reckoned with. In front of the emperor, the crown prince swore a deadly oath that he would find whoever had written those storybooks! Yun Zhaozhi was terrified. The crown prince's men tracked him down the very next day. Yun Zhaozhi was practicing calligraphy and poetry in the courtyard with his tutor when he saw the crown prince's cold-faced attendant barge in. He shouted: "You! Improper! Improper!" Shen Tu Si, who had followed the crown prince in from behind, froze mid-step. One tutor was ultimately not enough... "Your Highness the Regent, when stories about the second young master of the Yun family and the third young master of the Chen family were circulating, the eldest young master of the Yun family did not seem to be at your manor... And now that the stories have stopped, why is the eldest young master suddenly at your manor learning to read and write?" Yun Zhaozhi went rigid. It's over, it's over, it's over, it's over... "Han Ming." "Here!" After the time it takes to drink half a cup of tea, Han Ming came out of the room carrying a full twenty storybooks. "There... there have been more during this time, too, but your subordinate intercepted them all..." The crown prince, arriving a step too late, strode forward with a stern expression. "Let me see! This... 'The Gloomy Evil Prince's Obsession with His Uniformed Shadow Guard'?" Yun Zhaozhi's heart sank. It was over. But after this, he lived peacefully at the prince's manor for another six months. Apart from having to take one-on-one lessons every day, life was rather pleasant. One evening, Shen Tu Si came back from outside. Yun Zhaozhi stared at the rabbit meat he had been yearning for. "That's from the place on South Street!" "Mm." After eating his fill, Shen Tu Si announced that he would inspect Yun Zhaozhi's lessons. Yun Zhaozhi declared confidently, "Go ahead!" "The topic: The Regent and His Noble Adviser." Yun Zhaozhi narrowed his eyes... With Shen Tu Si watching him write, the story couldn't move too fast, but it couldn't move too slowly either. At the end of the storybook: "...May they love one another for a hundred years?" Yun Zhaozhi thought it was far too chaste. Shen Tu Si was practically a censorship censor! "Mm. I'm quite satisfied." "All right, time for bed!" Why wasn't Shen Tu Si leaving? Hm? What was he doing on Yun Zhaozhi's bed? Theme: Anything is possible. Even a mushroom can become the top scholar.