The Ninth Princess's Useless Prince Consort

In the spring of the tenth year of Taichu in Daqian, in the Imperial Capital of Luoyang, on the second floor of a wine shop in the east of the city, several scholars who were there for the exams were drinking and chatting.

Suddenly, one scholar cried out as if he had discovered something novel.

"Look, look! Who is that gentleman in white? He's so handsome, even better looking than the Courtesan Queen of Tingfeng Tower."

The scholars nearby also curiously poked their heads out.

"Let me see, let me see... Oh, it's him, Daqian's number one trash."

The scholar had a face full of curiosity and gossip.

"The number one trash? Who's that?"

"You don't know him?"

"I just arrived in Luoyang a few days ago, how would I know such secrets?"

A scholar in fine clothes at the table drained his wine cup and then, like a storyteller, began to explain while swaying his head.

"He is the third legitimate son of Grand General Gao Wu, and the younger brother of Generals Gao Long and Gao Hu, Gao Yuan;"

"This Gao Yuan has looked feminine since childhood and is weak and sickly. One could say he can't carry anything on his shoulders or lift anything with his hands;"

"I really don't know how the Gao Family, a family of generals for three generations, could produce such a person."

The scholar from out of town suddenly realized.

"So it's him? I heard that last year His Majesty bestowed the Ninth Princess's hand in marriage to him."

Immediately, a look of indignation and pity appeared on his face.

"I heard the Ninth Princess is as beautiful as a goddess, a peerless beauty with extraordinary literary talent, making countless young talents yearn for her. How could she be betrothed to such a person?"

"I heard they've been married for over a month, and Gao Yuan hasn't even seen the Ninth Princess's face."

The other scholars shook their heads and sighed one after another.

"Who knows? Probably to win over the Gao Family. After all, half of Daqian's troops are in the hands of the Gao Family;"

"Otherwise, why would the most favored Ninth Princess be married off to such a useless trash?"

At this moment, the scholar in fine clothes seemed to have been tickled by something funny, and the wine in his mouth sprayed out.

Everyone was puzzled. The scholar laughed while slapping the table and rubbing his belly.

"This... hahaha... this Gao Yuan is... is not completely useless. I heard he can even write poetry."

"Write poetry? What kind of poem could make Brother Li lose his composure like this?"

The scholar in fine clothes finally laughed enough and, rubbing his aching belly, began to tell the story vividly.

"That day, His Majesty was admiring the snow in the garden and asked everyone to write a poem with snow as the theme. That Gao Yuan... pfft... hahaha..."

His laughter made everyone even more curious, their hearts feeling like they were being scratched by cat claws.

"I say, Brother Li, you're going to worry us to death."

"Let me catch my breath, let me catch my breath."

The scholar surnamed Li finally suppressed his laughter, paused for a moment, and then recited Gao Yuan's masterpiece.

"A blur on the river, a black hole on the well. The yellow dog is white, and the white dog is swollen, pfft... hahaha..."

"Pfft..."

"Hahaha..."

For a moment, the entire second floor of the wine shop was filled with the sound of wine spraying and everyone's disdainful laughter.

The subject of the conversation, Gao Yuan, had just participated in a poetry gathering and was currently carrying a large jar of scavenged fruit wine and a whole roasted chicken, strolling home in a swaggering manner.

It wasn't that he didn't hear the pointing and the cold mockery along the way; he had just heard it so much that he didn't care anymore.

Most importantly, Gao Yuan was not the original Gao Yuan. To be precise, he was not from this world.

He was a proud transmigrator from Blue Star.

Before transmigrating, Gao Yuan was a 996 corporate slave at a large internet company on Blue Star.

Due to continuous overtime and excessive fatigue, he unfortunately suffered a sudden illness and fainted, falling onto the road while riding a shared bike home.

Then, he was run over by a dump truck that had lost control and crashed into the non-motorized lane, dying instantly.

996, corporate slave, overtime, sudden illness, a crazy dump truck—Gao Yuan, with his transmigration buffs fully stacked, transmigrated.

The key was that he transmigrated into a brain-dead novel of only a few tens of thousands of words, becoming a minor cannon fodder villain, a simp for the villainous female lead, the Ninth Princess.

According to the original work, the Ninth Princess was obsessed with the male lead but couldn't have him, mainly because the male lead was her own brother, the Third Prince.

Her brain-dead 'love brain' acting up, this number one beauty and number one talented woman of Daqian did everything in her power to help the Third Prince seize the throne.

Even the once-mighty Gao Family, after his father and brothers died in battle, was used by Gao Yuan as a stepping stone for the Third Prince.

The final result? The world was in chaos, and the Third Prince, relying on the Gao Family's foundation, pacified the world and ascended the throne as Emperor.

On the day the Third Prince ascended the throne, the Ninth Princess confessed her love in public and was exiled to Ningzhou by the new Emperor on the grounds of violating moral and ethical principles.

In the end, the two 'love brains' died on the road to exile.

After reading the original work, Gao Yuan made up his mind: he would never be a simp, never be cannon fodder or a stepping stone. He wanted to be a profligate, a do-nothing profligate who just waited for death.

Anyway, from the start, his family background was top-tier, so Gao Yuan contentedly spent over ten years as a carefree profligate.

He didn't study poetry or practice martial arts all day. Besides playing with dogs and walking birds, he went around scrounging for food and drinks.

However, according to the plot, in a little over a month, his cheap old man Gao Wu and his two brothers would die in battle on the northern grasslands.

The Martial Emperor of Daqian, Emperor, who returned from leading the campaign in person, would also not have long to live.

At the same time, he would also choose to strike at the Gao Family, whom he had long been wary of.

But all this didn't matter to Gao Yuan; he had already made up his mind.

He was a beast of burden before transmigrating and a piece of trash after. He could say he knew nothing, and power was just a death warrant to him.

If the Emperor wants military power, give it to him!

When the time comes, he would take his money, find a place to hide, and just be a salted fish waiting to die.

Surely, no one would think of purging a salted fish with no power, no presence, who just eats and waits for death all day.

Staggering back to the Grand Generals Residence, which covered hundreds of acres, the butler came as soon as he stepped through the gate.

"Third Young Master, the two Young Madams are waiting for you in the front hall. You see..."

"Great, it's definitely another 'sister-in-law educating the brother-in-law' session."

Gao Yuan complained in his heart and handed the wine and food he had packed from the poetry gathering to the butler.

"Uncle Fu, help me take these back to my room."

"Understood!"

In the main hall of the Grand Generals Residence, two beautiful young women in chest-high ruqun were sitting in the main seats.

They were the eldest sister-in-law of the Gao Family, Zheng Wan, and the second sister-in-law, Song Yao.

Since the original host's mother, Lady Ning, passed away, the affairs of the Grand Generals Residence had been managed by them.

"Tsk tsk, these two sisters-in-law are definitely peerless beauties, plump and radiant, virtuous and generous, and good at managing the household. I wonder who will end up benefiting from them in the end."

Thinking this in his heart, Gao Yuan still respectfully bowed to the two women on the surface.

"Greetings, sisters-in-law."

Zheng Wan put down her teacup, her jade-like hands folded on her lap, and said earnestly in the manner of a matriarch.

"Third Brother, although you are weak and cannot practice martial arts, you should still read more books so that you can seek an official position in the future."

"Yes, Third Brother, in the future, this Grand Generals Residence will still depend on you three brothers to hold it up."

Since transmigrating, Gao Yuan had heard these words countless times, and his ears were practically calloused.

Yet, every time, he had to pretend to accept them humbly.

But today, he decided to resist a little. After all, the harder he worked now, the worse his death would be later.

"Sisters-in-law, Eldest Brother and Second Brother are so capable; they are enough for this family. With my small arms and legs, it's more appropriate for me to be a rice worm."

"Third Brother, you..."

"Sisters-in-law, it's not that I'm being disobedient, but I really have a secret difficulty!"

"What secret difficulty? Can't we talk about it as a family?"

Gao Yuan glanced around, and Zheng Wan immediately understood, waving her hand.

"All of you, withdraw. And close the doors while you're at it."

The servants and maids immediately complied and withdrew. Once the main hall doors were closed, Gao Yuan leaned in mysteriously towards the two of them.

"Sisters-in-law, Father is already the Grand General of the current dynasty, and my two brothers are also generals guarding their respective regions. More than half of the officers in the army are under Father's command;"

"If the Gao Family produces another civil official to win over the scholars, then I'm afraid..."