Potato Tales

    Translating novels one potato at a time.

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    Chapters

    • Chapter 166: To Arrest or Not to Arrest

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      by Potato Upon hearing the name "Zheng Er" among the salt smugglers, Captain Zhao’s face darkened with a hint of melancholy. At present, the mess in Shanyan County was not something the local government could handle alone. The bandits holed up outside the county, especially the horse thieves, were effectively "co-governing" this piece of land along with the county government! The leader of these horse thieves, nicknamed "Zheng Wuwei," was the older brother of this Zheng Er! This man was treacherous and…
    • Chapter 91: Taking the Baton

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      by Potato On the mountain path, faced with Imperial Inspector Liu's outburst, Ren Ye and the others didn’t feel much anger. Instead, they felt a tinge of sympathy. Imperial Inspector Liu was trembling with rage, his lips turning purple. He barely managed to suppress his fury as he questioned Ren Ye, "You... you're Prince Huai?" "Yes." "Then how did you know the secret code between me and my teammate?" Imperial Inspector Liu couldn't believe it. "When he saved me, we hid in the flower bed to confirm the code. We…
    • Chapter 90: Reincarnation

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      by Potato In the land of extreme cold, a 5v4 battle was about to begin—no supernatural powers, no props, no restrictions. A pure free-for-all fight. Imperial Inspector Liu immediately locked onto Guo Cai'er, figuring that fighting a woman was the safest option. Facing the others might be risky. On the other side, the Horsekeeper, forced to rally his teammates, gritted his teeth and said, "That dog couple exhausted themselves fooling around all night. They're in the worst shape. None of us should fight…
    • Chapter 89: Open Cards, Faction Division

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      by Potato Morning. The blinding sunlight filled the interior of the coffin. No. 11 was broken, shattered into pieces. His body, like a pile of rotting sludge, emitted a heavy stench of blood that mingled with the fresh air, seeping into everyone’s nostrils. On both sides of the coffin, Ren Ye and Xu Qingzhao stood, their bodies exuding a raw, primitive wildness. Their chests heaved violently, their breaths heavy and ragged. As Ren Ye’s gaze swept over the pulped remains inside the coffin, for a fleeting…
    • Chapter 59: Poor Mother Li

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      by Potato In the Chief Historian’s residence, the "Hall of Washing Flowers". Li Yan sat by the desk, furrowing his brows as he stared at a secret letter he had just written, deep in thought about who he should send it with. "Tap tap!" Footsteps echoed, and the old steward of the residence hurriedly entered, looking flustered. "Master, it’s bad, something big has happened…!" Li Yan glanced at him calmly. "What’s happened?" The steward took a few steps forward, his voice trembling as he…
    • Chapter 165: Arrogant Salt Smugglers

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      by Potato Seeing that Captain Zhao insisted on pretending to be "blind," Gu Ning'an simply pointed to Mao Cuicui and said with a smile, "Is it this young lady?" "Uh..." Captain Zhao was momentarily speechless. He squinted and stared at Mao Cuicui for a while before slapping his head and nodding. "Yes, yes, it's this young lady. Every time I come out at night, my eyes get blurry, and I didn't recognize her at first." Although Captain Zhao's acting was quite good, the problem was that in this situation, it was…
    • Chapter 164: Trusting in the “Wisdom of Future Generations”

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      by Potato The candlelight flickered, casting long and short shadows of the three people inside the room. After recounting her ordeal, Mao Cuicui lowered her head. At some point, her fingernails had dug into her palm, breaking the skin. Crimson droplets of blood seeped through her fingers and dripped onto the floor. Noticing this, she quickly crouched down and used the torn hem of her dress to wipe away the bloodstains. Watching her cautious movements, Gu Ning’an sighed. “So, what is it that you want me to…
    • Chapter 163: The Courtesan Visits

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      by Potato The next morning, the old man arrived at the courtyard on time with the nanmu wood. After Mu Sheng thoroughly inspected the delivery and confirmed that nothing was tampered with, he had Gu Ning’an pay the old man for the timber. While waiting for the workers to carry the nanmu wood into the courtyard, a procession of prisoner carts suddenly appeared at the end of the long street! There were dozens of carts in total, each holding a disheveled prisoner in shackles and prison garments. Leading the…
    • Chapter 88: The Hot-Blooded Little Guy

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      by Potato "Love... my love!" "I'm here!" Just as Xu Qingzhao closed her eyes, she heard urgent calls coming from the hillside above. At first, she thought it was a hallucination caused by her impending death, but the voice grew clearer and clearer. Xu Qingzhao slowly opened her eyes and saw the bright moon hanging high, the white mountains and snow glowing with a crystalline light, and a man in a fur cloak clumsily crawling on five layers of frozen redwood planks, sliding towards her. It was that little guy...…
    • Chapter 87: Never Abandon, Never Give Up

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      by Potato In the valley. After forcing himself to calm down, Ren Ye started thinking of ways to "leap" across the canyon. The canyon in front of him, which extended horizontally, was not excessively wide. From Ren Ye's position to the opposite cliff, it was about eleven or twelve meters. But this small distance was enough to be life-threatening. It was almost impossible to rely on one's own strength to jump across after a running start; it was akin to a fool's dream. The only way to succeed in "leaping" over was…
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