[Fantasy] The Song of the Six Dynasties (Complete) - 30

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Chapter Three:

"Lu Qian died before he could reveal the secret..."

Cheng Zongyang recounted his experiences in Lin'an in detail, speaking until his throat was dry. Then he said, "If Lu Qian was just talking nonsense, that's one thing. But if this secret truly exists and is indeed related to the survival of the Song Kingdom, then Black Demon Sea and Sword Jade Princess must already know. If you know this secret, tell me quickly, otherwise all the resources I've invested in Lin'an might go down the drain one day."

Xiao Zi asked, "What's written on the cassock?"

Cheng Zongyang didn't hide anything from Xiao Zi and immediately replied, "The origin of Master Yishi Bushi of the Ten Directions Forest."

"Oh?"

Xiao Zi's voice rose slightly at the end, carrying a hint of inquiry.

With their unspoken understanding, Cheng Zongyang didn't need many words. He naturally knew what Xiao Zi wanted to ask. He nodded slightly, "Somewhat like me. But also very different."

Xiao Zi's eyes sparkled, "Oh, I see. How interesting."

"Hey, don't deliberately change the subject!"

Cheng Zongyang said sternly, "What's that secret?"

Meng Niang shrank back uncomfortably. Xiao Zi said, "That secret isn't important at all, Boss Cheng. It's better if you don't know."

Cheng Zongyang snorted, "That Song emperor is a fake, isn't he?"

"Huh? How do you know?"

Cheng Zongyang had been considering that so-called secret for a long time. Although the Song Dynasty was riddled with problems, it was still a legitimate dynasty. The only secret that could shake the foundation of the Song Dynasty could be the emperor's bloodline. Analyzing the few words Gao Qiu had revealed, and connecting them with the legendary story of the "Prince Replaced by a Civet Cat," Cheng Zongyang was ninety percent certain that the current Song emperor was an imposter.

Empress Liu E rose to power because of her son, who, though short-lived, reigned for nearly ten years and was known for his womanizing ways, with numerous concubines. Yet, her only heir was adopted from outside the palace—a suspicious detail that inevitably raises questions.

After the Song emperor's death, the current emperor, with the approval of the Empress Dowager, Yue Pengju, Jia Shixian, and other influential figures, inherited the throne at a young age. Then Yue Pengju's rebellion failed and he disappeared, leaving Jia Shixian, who unsurprisingly seized power. If it weren't for this leverage, given Jia's character, he would have fallen seventy or eighty times over; how could he have turned the tide with a single word?

"Boss Cheng, you're so clever!"

Xiao Zi's tone was joking, but it carried less sarcasm and more admiration.

Upon receiving an affirmative answer, Cheng Zongyang was somewhat incredulous, and after a long pause, he said, "My father-in-law is really daring..."

Xiao Zi said, "Since the Song Emperor couldn't have children, he had no choice but to ask him for help."

"Then why doesn't he just have one himself! Why bring one from outside?"

Xiao Zi glanced at him, and Cheng Zongyang realized, "How could I forget, he can only have daughters—who is this pretty boy Song Emperor's child?"

Meng Niang said softly, "It seems he picked him up on the roadside."

Picked up? Cheng Zongyang's jaw almost dropped to the ground. This Yue Niaoren is too sloppy! Just picking up a child, dressing him up, and stuffing him onto the Song Dynasty's dragon throne, what does he take the Song Dynasty's imperial throne for?

Meng Niang said, "He said that no matter where the child comes from, he will definitely be better than the Song Dynasty's royal family."

Cheng Zongyang was speechless. Of the eighteen emperors of the two Song Dynasties, those who could be called wise rulers could be counted on one hand. Someone like Yue Niaoren, who just randomly picked up a passerby, might actually be better than some of them.

Having confirmed the Song Emperor's identity, Cheng Zongyang recalled another matter. Gao Qiu had hinted that the kill order for Mengniang came from the Song Emperor. It seemed that Mengniang, having remained in the palace, had access to no fewer secrets than Empress Dowager Liu.

"I heard Empress Dowager Wei gave birth to a daughter for Yue Niaoren? Is there any news?"

Xiao Zi asked with a smile, "Boss Cheng, what are you thinking about?"

Cheng Zongyang immediately replied, "Never mind! Let me tell you, I have absolutely no interest in her!"

Xiao Zi snorted.

Cheng Zongyang couldn't help but pinch her nose, "You silly girl, you're too jealous."

"I'm not jealous at all. Mengniang, let him hug you."

Xiao Zi raised her hand, and Mengniang's soft, fragrant body slid into her arms, causing Cheng Zongyang's heart to flutter. Speaking of which, Mengniang was a concubine reserved by Yue Niaoren, but he never got to have her. It was a pity that such a beautiful woman like Mengniang was kept hidden deep in the palace, her youth wasted.

Meng Laoda had said that Yue Niaoren had three daughters: Yue Shuang, Xiao Zi, and the eldest daughter born to Empress Wei, but whom she had lost contact with long ago. Si Mingxin and Lu Jing had gone to the palace to inquire about her, but they had not found her whereabouts.

Wang Zhe had asked him to take care of Yue Niaoren's children, but such things could not be forced; it was best to let fate decide. Perhaps she was already married and living a sweet and happy life with her husband. If so, it might be best not to disturb her.

Cheng Zongyang awkwardly embraced Meng Niang while glancing through the peephole. Shang Hou was still carefully examining Guo Huai's injuries. On the other side, Ruan Xiangning had changed into the black-clad servant named Snake Lady, but Zhuo Yunjun was nowhere to be seen.

"You sent Zhuo Meiren to Yuntao Temple just to find this place, didn't you?"

"A-Meng,"

Mengniang said, "I can only recall some fragmented things. One of them is this labyrinthine building of Yuntao Temple. He left something very important here. It seems to be a key..."

Cheng Zongyang immediately became alert. "A key?"

The sudden appearance of another person in the room was surprising. She quietly placed a key on the table and said, "This lowly servant surnamed Liu only knows this. I don't know its use."

Cheng Zongyang picked up the key. "This is a key?"

Mengniang paused for a moment, then nodded hesitantly.

Cheng Zongyang's eyes twitched. The key was silver-white, extremely hard, and nearly a foot long. If it hadn't been explained beforehand that it was a key, it would have looked like a short sword.

Cheng Zongyang examined it for a long time, but apart from a strange bear head on the hilt, there were no other markings.

If this really was a key, then the lock must be enormous.

"Did the man surnamed Yue say where this key was used?"

"This servant doesn't remember..."

Mengniang's memory hadn't returned, and no further information could be obtained from her. Cheng Zongyang looked up and asked, "Where is Consort Liu?"

Liu E crawled over tremblingly, the ivory scorpion still clinging to her buttocks, its segmented body writhing between her white flesh, splattering her with honey-like fluids.

This Empress Dowager had presented a kind and benevolent face to him, exuding an air of elegance and nobility. But in front of Xiao Zi, her "true master," she revealed her true colors. What left Cheng Zongyang speechless was the submissiveness, excitement, and satisfaction radiating from her eyes. It seemed that treating her with the respect due to an elder had been a foolish move; he should have trampled her underfoot to satisfy everyone.

Liu E said, "Master only left this key for me to keep."

"Where is this key from?"

"Master didn't say. But Master left eight words for me to remember."

Liu E said, "Taiquan Xiong Gu 1475."

Hearing the words "Taiquan," Cheng Zongyang immediately perked up and asked, "What does it mean?"

"Master didn't explain, and I don't know either."

"What a useless thing,"

Xiao Zi said, "Take it out."

Cheng Zongyang pondered quickly. The "Taiquan" Liu E mentioned had only one possibility: the ancient Taiquan Formation far away in Canglan. But what did "Xionggu" and "1475" mean? Could there be a bear clan valley within the Taiquan Formation? Was "1475" the 1475th stone or a large tree?

Cheng Zongyang thought for a long time without an answer. It seemed only by going to Taiquan could he unravel this mystery.

He pulled over a thin blanket to cover Mengniang's body, touched the back of her neck with his finger, and sent her to sleep. Then he said, "I'm going to the Taiquan Formation."

"Okay, I want to go too."

"I'm afraid it's dangerous,"

Cheng Zongyang said. "Master said that the Nine Yang Divine Skill must be cultivated to the Six Yang level to enter the Taiquan Formation, which is roughly the fifth level of the Sitting Illumination Realm."

He didn't mention the last part; with the help of the Life and Death Root, his cultivation was progressing extremely quickly. Xiao Zi wasn't so lucky. Instead, due to Zhuo Yunjun's machinations, she had wasted a lot of time and was now only hovering at the fourth level, with no chance of breaking through in the short term.

Xiao Zi, however, didn't care at all. "How will I know if I don't go?"

To be honest, Cheng Zongyang didn't want to be separated from Xiao Zi again. He took Xiao Zi's cool, soft hand, but before he could speak, footsteps sounded outside, and then Zhuo Yunjun led in a trembling woman.

The woman was naked, her alluring face turning pale and then red, still shaken. It

was Huang Yinglian, the wife of Liang Shidu. Cheng Zongyang, seeing Zhuo Yunjun, initially thought he had brought Ruan Xiangning, but upon seeing Madam Liang, he frowned. "Why did you call her here?"

"To play."

"What's so fun about it?"

Xiao Zi smiled radiantly at Madam Liang, leisurely saying, "Liang Shidu is an official in Lin'an, but his wife is a Hu woman. Boss Cheng, don't you think that's fun?"

Madam Liang's face immediately stiffened.

"She's a Hu person?"

Cheng Zongyang exclaimed. "But the Imperial City Guard records clearly state she's from Lin'an, a merchant family!"

Cheng Zongyang dared not be careless in Lin'an. Leveraging the resources of the Imperial City Guard, he had thoroughly investigated all sorts of people he'd dealt with. He never expected that this brat would possess such explosive secrets.

"Just a trace of her blood will reveal a lot,"

Xiao Zi laughed. "For example, they know she's a Xi person. Little Xi girl, will you tell me yourself, or should I tell you for you?"

Madam Liang's expression changed several times, finally slumping as she said, "You win."

The Six Dynasties and the northern nomadic tribes were sometimes at war, sometimes at peace. During times of peace, northern nomadic tribes often sent Hu merchants south, some even settling in the Six Dynasties for generations. The Huang family was one such branch.

Just as the Six Dynasties often learned about the strength and weakness of the northern nomadic tribes through their own merchants, these Hu merchants also bore the responsibility of gathering information for their own tribes. However, not long after the Huang family arrived in Lin'an, the Xi tribe lost power in the struggles among the northern warlords and became a subordinate tribe of the Zhen Liao. Through various means, Huang laundered her identity, transforming herself into a fur merchant from Lin'an, her ancestral home.

Huang originally intended to have no further involvement with her clan, especially after Huang Yinglian married into the Liang family, successfully establishing a marriage alliance; she longed to break free from their clan's constraints as soon as possible. However, with the rise of Yue Pengju, this King Wu Mu of Song became the greatest threat to Zhen Liao. The Zhen Liao people took this group of Xi merchants, who had concealed their identities and settled in Lin'an, very seriously, and tightened their control over them. It

wasn't until the Northern Allied Army suffered a major defeat beyond the Great Wall, and King Wu Mu was unjustly killed at Fengbo Pavilion, that Huang was finally freed. But this period of peace was short-lived; after only a few years, another force came knocking. Cheng Zongyang had met that person before—Muge from the Persian Merchant Guild of Qingzhou, who represented the Zoroastrianism practiced by the Xi people.

While Zhen Liao's focus was on the overall war between the two sides, the Zoroastrianism was only concerned with one person: King Wu Mu, Yue Pengju.

News spread that the remnants of the Xingyue Lake camp had gathered in Jiangzhou,

and Huang was ordered to create trouble for Jiangzhou as much as possible. Not long after Cheng Zongyang arrived in Lin'an, the Zoroastrian Church received information that this young merchant might have close ties to Jiangzhou, hence Huang's initiative to come to their doorstep.

Madam Liang finished speaking in one breath, her face pale, and whispered, "This servant didn't want to... but they have evidence of my communication with the foreign race... if it's leaked, it's a crime punishable by extermination..."

Cheng Zongyang's face was extremely ugly. He had always thought he was the hunter, and Madam Liang was the prey he had casually caught. Who knew he was actually the foolish fish that had taken the bait? How could he possibly enjoy it? Forum reputation guaranteed! High-grade silicone video, Fan Bingbing's lower body realistically molded, highly realistic vulva shape, soft and delicate skin! Built-in large particle protrusions, close to the female physiological structure, experience a more realistic feeling... Intense and irresistible! Click to enter.

Cheng Zongyang said with a grim face, "Where did you get the information that I have connections with Jiangzhou?"

"A friend of the Holy Light Priest..."

Madam Liang said, "Her name is Jian Yuji."

"Damn!"

Jian Yuji was too quick. If the two sides formed an alliance, the Black Demon Sea would gain the support of the Zoroastrian Church, and the Zoroastrian Church would also have a channel to penetrate deep into the Six Dynasties, posing an obvious threat to them.

Xiao Zi smiled and said, "Boss Cheng, what do you think we should do with her?"

Cheng Zongyang said with a grim face, "Do whatever you want with her."

"Okay."

Xiao Zi showed a small pill in her palm.

Madam Liang's breathing quickened instantly. Her eyes were fixed on the pill, her fingers trembling slightly. "Please give me one... just one... please..."

Xiao Zi said with concern, "This stuff is poisonous. You should quit."

"I don't want to quit..."

Madam Liang pleaded, her face contorted in pain. "Give it to me quickly..."

Xiao Zi flicked the pill lightly, sending it flying into Zhuo Yunjun's palm. "Take her away and find out the details of the Fire Worship Cult."

Cheng Zongyang collapsed onto the couch in frustration. "You brat, do you think I'm a complete fool? Being tricked and completely useless?"

"How could that be?"

Xiao Zi pressed her hands against his temples, gently massaging them while breathing softly. "Many people admire Chief Cheng's business acumen."

"You're mocking me again."

"You should do what you want to do. Leave these things to me."

Xiao Zi smiled slyly. "Intrigue and schemes... I love them the most."

Through the wide-open door, a faint light could be seen fading into the night. A masked servant in black, carrying a lantern in one hand and a chain in the other, led the naked noblewoman straight outside.

"What do you plan to do with them?"

"Play around,"

Xiao Zi said. "Yue Pengju's women are all my servants."

Cheng Zongyang smiled wryly. "Isn't that a bit much?"

Xiao Zi said, "Yours are too."

"No way!"

"Let's compete fairly,"

Xiao Zi said generously. "As long as they can beat me, I'll let them go."

"Don't joke around. What makes them think they can beat you?"

Xiao Zi spread her hands. "Then there's nothing I can do."

"Hey,"

Cheng Zongyang warned, "Don't bully Xiao Xianggua. And that girl Ru Yao too."

Xiao Zi smiled. "Anyone else?"

“There’s a little girl, I think her name is Li Shishi…”

Cheng Zongyang said casually, “She didn’t upset you, did she?”

Xiao Zi blinked her innocent eyes. “No.”

Cheng Zongyang secretly breathed a sigh of relief. “Didn’t she come too? Why haven’t I seen her?”

“I already gave it to you.”

“You’re lying through your teeth! When did you give it to me?”

“Look.”

Xiao Zi pointed to the purse.

Cheng Zongyang, utterly bewildered, opened his purse and stared at the coins inside. "What does this mean?"

"They sold her. Fifty silver coins in total. Count them carefully; not a single one is missing."

Cheng Zongyang was stunned for a moment, then cried out in frustration, "Sold!"

"She said she was your servant and wouldn't let anyone play with her. So they had to sell her. From now on, she has nothing to do with you."

"Where did you sell her?"

Xiao Zi raised an eyebrow, smiling. "A disciple of the Bright Temple. Of course, to a brothel."

Cheng Zongyang's expression shifted rapidly. "You brat,

are you serious?" "Of course I am .

" Cheng Zongyang hesitated, then whispered, "Don't lie to me—was she a spy for the Bright Temple?"

"No."

"Then is she connected to the Black Demon Sea?

" "No."

"Is she a Hu person?"

"No."

Cheng Zongyang exclaimed, "Then why did you sell her?"

Xiao Zi said nonchalantly, "Because they didn't like her."

"You sold her off just because you didn't like her? You brat, don't go too far!"

Xiao Zi pouted. "If you're unhappy, go find her."

Cheng Zongyang glared at her for a while. "Aren't you coming with me?"

Xiao Zi said lazily, "I don't want to put up with your attitude."

Cheng Zongyang softened his tone. "That girl is quite pitiful. Her parents treat her like a cash cow, and her sect ignores her. She came to me because she had nowhere else to turn. Although Miss Shishi is young now, even she doesn't know how outstanding her talent is. My Panjiang Cheng family is lacking such talent. Actually, I'm training her to be a senior manager in the company. Hey, hey, hey, have I explained everything clearly?"

"Aren't you worried that she's a disciple of Guangming Guantang?"

Cheng Zongyang nodded without hesitation. He had seen Guangming Guantang's coldness towards Li Shishi and Li Shishi's despair towards her sect. If Guangming Guantang really wanted to deal with him, Xiao Xianggua or Sister Pan would be their best choices.

"You big idiot. You've completely misjudged her talent."

Xiao Zi pointed out incisively, "Her talent is simply to be a prostitute."

Although Cheng Zongyang admired the girl's accurate and sharp eyes, he was certain that he would be condemned by history for letting a bunch of idiots devour Li Shishi, this little cabbage, in order to cultivate a peerless courtesan.

“No matter what you say, I absolutely will not allow anyone to touch her!”

Xiao Zi rolled her eyes. “It’s not like there aren’t people who can be prostitutes.”

Cheng Zongyang’s eyes lit up. “You mean… like Zhuo Meiren?”

“It depends on my mood. If I’m in a bad mood, I’ll have her serve customers.”

Cheng Zongyang immediately said, “Mama Zi, please sit down, I’ll give you a back massage!”

Xiao Zi smiled smugly, and was about to sit down when Cheng Zongyang grabbed her slender waist and pressed her onto the couch. “You brat! Let’s see where you can run now! You haven’t even grown your wings yet and you’re already trying to ride on my head! Be good and let me kiss you again!”

Xiao Zi called out, “Yan’er! Yan’er! Come here! Ouch, don’t pull my clothes…”

Just as they were laughing and joking, a sword’s cry suddenly came from the brass speaker in Shang Hou’s room, as loud as a dragon’s roar.

When Cheng Zongyang rushed over to look, the mirror was completely dark; the small mirror used for spying had been shattered by the sword’s energy. He exchanged a glance with Xiao Zi, and then flew towards Shang Hou’s room. The door was wide open, and Guo Huai was nowhere to be seen. Only Shang Hou sat to the side, slowly washing the bloodstains from his hands.

"What just happened?"

Shang Hou said calmly, "That Jian Yu Ji, she actually left a sword aura inside the old eunuch's body."

Cheng Zongyang glanced around, "How is Eunuch Guo's injury?" "

I neutralized the sword aura in his dantian, but the remaining external injuries will require slow recuperation. Whether he can recover his former cultivation level depends on his own fate."

Cheng Zongyang relaxed and smiled, "You've gained quite a bit this time, haven't you? You must have found out a lot about Jian Yu Ji's background."

Shang Hou's expression was unusually serious, "Tell me in detail about your fight that day."

Cheng Zongyang recalled the events of that day and recounted the process of their battle. Hearing that Jian Yuji's methods of concealment had even fooled Guo Huai, Shanghou sneered, "Putting the cart before the horse, the Witch Sect truly has no one left."

"What did you see, Lord Shanghou?"

"Back then, the Witch Sect was utterly defeated by Yue Fei, not only losing several of their most treasured weapons, but also most of their inherited martial arts. Hmph, now my senior brother can't even teach his disciples, and his followers have to learn from my Poison Sect! It's laughable!"

Cheng Zongyang asked in surprise, "Jian Yuji isn't using the Witch Sect's martial arts?"

"You fought her for so long, didn't you notice?"

"You mean that Xuan Yuan Immortal Sword of the Hua Miao Sect?"

Cheng Zongyang recalled, "I heard the Hua Miao Sect was wiped out by Jian Yuji, so it's not surprising they obtained the Hua Miao Sect's sword techniques."

"You're only seeing the surface."

Shanghou said, "If I also thought that Jian Yuji was using the Hua Miao Sect's sword techniques, I would definitely suffer a great loss in our future confrontation."

Cheng Zongyang asked in astonishment, "You're saying her sword techniques are fake?"

"Not bad,"

Shang Hou said coldly. "Although she tried her best to conceal it, the sword intent of this strike was clearly the Ghost Feather Sword Technique of my Poison Sect!"

Hearing that Jian Yu Ji actually knew Shang Hou's Ghost Feather Sword Technique seemed unbelievable at first glance, but upon closer inspection, it wasn't surprising at all. The Ghost Witch King had been very close to the Witch Sect; with Jian Yu Ji's methods, wouldn't it have been easy for her to find out his background?

Shang Zhenyu was in a very bad mood, clearly annoyed that Jian Yu Ji had deliberately provoked him with her own secret technique. Qin Huizhi and Wu Sangui were only considered Shang Laotou's disciples, not officially recognized ones. Shang Laotou rarely had a disciple, and now the Witch Sect had poached him, ruining his reputation and revealing his own secret technique. Anyone would be upset in that situation.

Cheng Zongyang wisely refrained from further conversation with the grumpy Shang Laotou, exchanging a few lighthearted words before leaving.

Xiao Zi stood by the corridor, her eyes sparkling as she gazed at him. She gently unbuttoned her collar, revealing a glimpse of snow-white skin, and with the other hand, she beckoned him seductively with her slender finger.

Cheng Zongyang practically drooled. He took a few steps closer, his expression one of utter ecstasy, then suddenly his face hardened, and he snapped, "Stop playing tricks!"

Xiao Zi's beautiful figure dispersed, revealing a pillar beside the corridor. If he couldn't resist the temptation and plunged in, he might, with luck, have his head make intimate contact with the pillar. With bad luck, he might fall headfirst—this was the top floor of a pavilion built on a cliff; a fall would be the least of his worries, leaving him partially paralyzed.

Cheng Zongyang put his hands on his hips and shouted at the air, "I'm already at the fifth level of the Sitting Illumination Realm! You brat! You still dare to show off your little tricks!"

Xiao Zi said softly, "Not fun at all..."

Her delicate voice seemed to come from near and far, making it impossible to pinpoint her location. Cheng Zongyang listened with a cold laugh for a moment, then suddenly kicked open the door to the room next door. A scream rang out, and sure enough, that brat Xiao Zi was hiding inside.

Cheng Zongyang pounced on her like a wolf, grabbed Xiao Zi, and pinned her to a chair, grinning maliciously, "You can scream your lungs out, but no one will save you!"

He then tore open her clothes.

The girl's warm body struggled for a moment before going limp, and she whispered, "Young Master..."

Cheng Zongyang looked down in astonishment, only to find that he was holding the beautiful maid Yan'er.

A small, silvery laugh came from outside, and Cheng Zongyang realized that he had been teased again. But looking at Yan'er's half-naked, shy yet delighted expression, he couldn't very well say he had mistaken her for someone else and just leave. So he decided to play along, tearing off Yan'er's undergarments as he laughed, "It's been a few days, and Yan'er has become even more beautiful."

Yan'er bit her lip, her soft body becoming hot for a moment under his deliberate teasing, but her next words were like a bucket of cold water, extinguishing Cheng Zongyang's lustful thoughts completely.

“Master, I… I’ve started my period…”

Chapter Four

Sitting in the carriage, Cheng Zongyang was still furious. “You brat! You must have done this on purpose!”

Xiao Zi laughed, “It really wasn’t.”

“You’re kidding me! How could it be such a coincidence!”

“If you don’t believe me, fine. Besides, even without Yan’er, Chief Cheng has plenty of other women he can use.”

Xiao Zi counted on her fingers, “Zhuo Nu, Lin Nu, that Xi Nu, and E Nu… If Chief Cheng doesn’t like any of them, he can use Jing Li, Poppy, and Lady Snake.”

“Oh my, if you hadn’t told me, I really wouldn’t have known you had so many women.”

Xiao Zi pouted her little nose. “Palace intrigue is so dangerous. They go to so much trouble to manage things for you, and you don’t even appreciate it.”

Speaking of this, Cheng Zongyang was even more furious. “Hey, that’s your harem! I can only use whichever one I want, and they have to consider your feelings.”

Xiao Zi smiled and said, “You can fight me.”

Cheng Zongyang rolled his eyes. “Bed battle! Shall we go?”

“Come on.”

Xiao Zi teasingly beckoned with her finger.

Cheng Zongyang said warily, "Trying to fool me again?"

"Fine, don't believe me then."

Xiao Zi turned around and picked up Xue Xue in a huff.

"You brat,"

Cheng Zongyang's voice softened, and he whispered, "I missed you so much."

"Trying to fool me again?"

Xiao Zi turned her face to the side, mimicking his tone, but the joy in her eyes was impossible to hide.

Cheng Zongyang didn't say anything more. He hugged Xiao Zi's slender waist from behind, buried his face in the back of her neck, and breathed in her sweet scent. After a long while, he said somewhat sleepily, "I really want to leave everything behind, buy a house in Lin'an, just the two of us, and live a quiet life."

"You're just saying it, you don't really mean it."

"Hey, don't be so cruel!"

Cheng Zongyang's hands roamed restlessly over her body, and suddenly he shouted, "Damn it!"

Xiao Zi, who had been quietly leaning against his arm, opened her eyes immediately upon hearing his shout, only to see Xue Xue angrily biting Cheng Zongyang's finger.

"Ouch! That damned little dog!"

Cheng Zongyang finally managed to pull his finger out, only to find it bleeding from Xuexue's bite.

Xiao Zi was both surprised and amused. "Xuexue, how could you bite him?"

Xuexue barked twice, wagging its tail proudly.

Cheng Zongyang flicked his finger and said, "This damn dog might have rabies, right?"

Xiao Zi's eyes darted around, and she said somewhat guiltily, "No..."

Then, as if suddenly remembering something, she said, "Oh dear, I should get off the carriage now."

The carriage stopped, and Madam Snake opened the door.

Cheng Zongyang asked in surprise, "You brat, weren't you going to the palace?"

"I've changed my mind. I'll go tomorrow."

Cheng Zongyang was completely bewildered, wondering why Xiao Zi suddenly wanted to get off, but seeing her resolute attitude and her refusal to let him follow, he could only say, "Be careful not to get lost!"

Xiao Zi waved and disappeared into the night with Madam Snake. Cheng Zongyang watched her retreating figure with some unease, and only after a long while did he get back into the carriage.

Xiao Zi's arrival in Lin'an this time had a mysterious air about it. Cheng Zongyang wasn't stupid; he could guess with his own eyes that most of the matters were related to Yue Pengju. Yue Pengju had been operating in the Song Kingdom for many years, and it was impossible that he hadn't left some arrangements. However, since it concerned Yue Pengju's privacy, even if Meng Feiqing trusted him, he wouldn't be so gossipy as to spread it around the world. For example, Meng Feiqing couldn't even reveal the matter between Yue Pengju and Liu E to Yue Shuang. Only Xiao Zi could use this relationship without any taboos.

Cheng Zongyang had a feeling that Xingyue Lake seemed to be extremely wary of a certain person or force in the Song Kingdom. Otherwise, if even the Empress Dowager of the Song Kingdom was under Xiao Zi's control, and that brat could walk sideways in the Song Kingdom, why would she need to go out in the middle of the night and go through all that trouble?

Chen Lin, dressed as a servant, sat in the driver's seat, silent as a statue. Cheng Zongyang sighed and ordered, "Go to Yulu Tower."...

"I have long heard of Young Master Cheng's great name."

Looking at the glittering gold coins on the table, the madam of Yulu Tower almost reached out two hands, wishing she could hold them all in her arms.

She flaunted her handkerchief, her eyes sparkling with allure, and said, "I wonder which lucky girl will catch Young Master Cheng's eye and have him redeem her?"

Cheng Zongyang sighed. "To tell you the truth, my family is in turmoil with jealousy. One of my concubines was sold to this brothel by the first wife. This hundred gold coins are for her redemption, and also to buy you to keep quiet."

"I understand,"

the madam immediately adopted a sympathetic expression. "It's common for shrewish first wives to do this. Usually, when we receive such women, we treat them well, hoping that someone will come to redeem them someday, thus accumulating some good karma. These past few days, the slave traders have sent over several courtesans and concubines from wealthy families. I wonder which one is Young

Master's favorite?" "Her nickname is Shishi."

Upon hearing this name, the madam's face changed instantly, and she exclaimed, "Sent by Mama Zi?"

Cheng Zongyang hadn't expected that Xiao Zi, who had just arrived in Lin'an, would have such a reputation. Judging from the madam's appearance, she was probably terrified by that wretched girl. He chuckled, "That's right, it was sent by Madam Zi. It was all a misunderstanding, and we've cleared things up now... What happened?"

Even the usually shrewd madam of Jade Dew Pavilion didn't know what expression to wear. She said cautiously, "I wouldn't dare to deceive you, young master. Miss Shishi is indeed in the pavilion. But Madam Zi instructed that if anyone were to redeem Miss Shishi, Miss Shishi herself must agree."

Cheng Zongyang thought Xiao Zi had set some harsh conditions, but it turned out she wanted Li Shishi to agree herself—did she really want to be a prostitute here? The conditions seemed like a trap.

Just as he was pondering this, the madam said, "We at Yulu Pavilion dare not treat the person sent by Madam Zi poorly. We've specially prepared a courtyard for Miss Shishi. If you wish to see her, young master, Miss Shishi is probably still awake." It

was clear that the madam was also eager for Li Shishi to agree to redeem herself, so she could get rid of this hot potato. Cheng Zongyang stood up and said, "I'll go see her."

The madam quickly picked up a lantern and personally led the way. Unable to contain his curiosity, Cheng Zongyang asked as he walked, "Yulu Tower is a famous brothel in Lin'an, why are you so wary of that Madam Zi?"

The madam replied, "Young master, you don't know, but the most fashionable silk robes in brothels right now are owned by Madam Zi's family. Without Madam Zi's approval, I can't buy even an inch of silk robe in this brothel. In the past, it wouldn't have mattered, but now, when customers come, the first thing they want to see is the silk robe. If we don't have this outfit, we'll lose at least 70% of our customers."

Cheng Zongyang secretly praised her; that brat's methods were truly impressive, even the madam was impressed.

The madam stopped. "This is it."

Cheng Zongyang nodded and stepped into the courtyard. A melodious zither tune flowed from the pavilion. Although he didn't understand music theory, he could almost hear the player's hesitation and anxiety. With

a snap, a string broke. The beautiful woman beneath the curtain turned her head, looked at Cheng Zongyang, and after a long while, managed a weak smile, softly saying, "Master."

In just one day, Li Shishi seemed much more haggard; a silver bracelet adorned her jade-like wrist, and her delicate body beneath her white robes appeared even more frail.

Cheng Zongyang grinned, revealing a bright smile, "What are you sitting there for? Come on! I'll take you home!"

Li Shishi smiled and shook her head.

"What's fun here?"

Cheng Zongyang asked. "Don't worry, I used money to shut everyone at Yulu Tower up today. It definitely won't get out. I've also warned Ziya, she definitely won't give you a hard time again."

Li Shishi smiled and said, "I came here of my own accord."

Cheng Zongyang touched her forehead. "Are you running a fever?"

Li Shishi lowered her eyes, then looked up and smiled. "I came here of my own accord."

Cheng Zongyang sat down and stared into her eyes. "Why?"

Li Shishi was silent for a moment, then mustered her courage and said, "Ever since the master took me in, I've been thinking about how I can help him. I know medicine, and I've been studying accounting diligently. I told myself that no matter what, I won't be just a decorative vase."

Li Shishi was indeed very dedicated. Having only recently entered the business world, she was already a competent secretary—although she was still a little short of the requirements for a public relations manager.

Li Shishi smiled self-deprecatingly, "Seeing Miss Zi, I realized I was wrong."

"What did that brat say?"

"I'm just an outer disciple, my medical skills are nothing to speak of. In terms of cultivation, any of the servants around Madam Zi are superior to me. As for the accounts, Miss Zi told me that there's a woman by the master's side who can easily perform mental calculations of billions of numbers, but she's pregnant with the master's child, which is why she hasn't come to Lin'an."

Each of that brat's words, when separated, is correct, but put together, it's completely untrue. But explaining would only make things worse, so Cheng Zongyang had no choice but to refrain from arguing. "Anything else?"

"I was convinced by Miss Zi."

"What did she convince you of?"

"Miss Zi said there's an insurmountable gap between diligence and talent. Diligence can achieve average or even excellent results. But truly outstanding achievements require talent. No matter how hard I try, I can only achieve average in accounting, cultivation, and medicine. What the family head needs are truly outstanding talents."

"Don't believe her! She's talking nonsense! Where are there so many geniuses in the world?"

Cheng Zongyang didn't believe in the theory of geniuses—although Xiao Zi had a slight suspicion of being a genius, the people he relied on, like Qi Yuan, were completely unrelated to the word "genius." To him, a reliable and capable person was more trustworthy than ten thousand geniuses.

Li Shishi said, "Miss Zi also said that everyone has their own talent. Finding your own talent is more important than blindly working hard."

Cheng Zongyang was speechless. This statement was hard to deny, just as he couldn't switch Qin Huizhi and Qi Yuan. Although that treacherous minister was outstanding, Qi Yuan would definitely be more at ease eating with the coachmen. The coachmen might admire the treacherous minister, but Qi Yuan would be considered one of their own. This kind of talent couldn't be forced, not to mention the difference between Wu Zhanwei, Yi Biao, and them.

"Miss Zi told me that my talent lies in beauty and art."

Cheng Zongyang finally understood that this girl had been completely fooled by that brat.

He tentatively asked, "You want to be a famous courtesan?"

Li Shishi gave him a slightly embarrassed and angry look. "No! I want to be a public relations manager!"

"Is this that brat's idea?"

"It's my own idea."

Li Shishi gritted her teeth. "Give me a year, and I will make your future public relations manager famous throughout Lin'an. Even if you're just a pretty face, you'll be the most dazzling one!"

It turned out that Li Shishi was using Yulu Tower as a training ground. Cheng Zongyang still didn't dare to tell her that the brat had actually sold her to the brothel, and hadn't shown her the way she imagined.

"A year?"

Li Shishi nodded. "Give me a year. I'll surprise you."

You silly girl, wait until Yulu Tower forces you to take customers, then you'll be crying.

Cheng Zongyang came out of the courtyard, and the madam hurriedly greeted him, "How is it? Did Miss Shishi agree to redeem herself?"

Cheng Zongyang said with a straight face, "No."

The madam's face had just shown disappointment when Cheng Zongyang added, "Keep those hundred gold coins. Consider it my payment for her this year."

The madam was heartbroken over the hundred gold coins, but upon hearing this, she immediately beamed, "Master Cheng is so generous; your family will surely be noble and powerful for generations to come."

Cheng Zongyang ignored her flattery, "Music, chess, calligraphy, painting, singing, dancing, whatever your girls in the courtyard learn, teach her. The teachers must be the best."

"One hundred gold coins is probably..."

Cheng Zongyang sneered, "Are you trying to fleece me? One hundred gold coins is enough to buy several beauties; surely you can't afford to support her for a year?"

The madam smiled obsequiously, "That's enough, that's enough."

“How about this? If you teach well in six months, I’ll give you another hundred gold coins.”

The madam paused for a moment, then gave him a flirtatious wink and said in a coquettish voice, “Young master, your methods are both gentle and firm, so considerate and attentive. I’m truly impressed.”

“Such a sweet tongue.”

Cheng Zongyang said casually, “I heard you have a courtesan here named Meiniang?”

Hearing the name Meiniang, the madam was first taken aback, then revealed a strange expression. “Young master, you’re late. Meiniang isn’t seeing customers these days.”

She must have run away. Cheng Zongyang didn’t expose her, only smiled and said, “How could you bear to stop such a beautiful courtesan from seeing customers?”

The madam whispered, “Young master, you know for sure. Meiniang has been booked.”

As she spoke, she pointed upwards mysteriously.

Cheng Zongyang looked up and asked, “What do you mean?”

“The customer who booked Meiniang is someone very powerful.”

Cheng Zongyang suddenly realized, "Oh, Gao... he sent Meiniang back again?"

The madam smiled, "Young master is a sensible man, no need for me to mince words. The mansion couldn't accommodate her, so he sent her to the courtyard."

What did Gao Qiu mean by this? Meiniang had already run away, yet he sent her back to the Jade Dew Pavilion? Gao Qiu held a high position, yet he only had one adopted son. If it were anyone else, they would inevitably wonder if the old man had some unspeakable reason. But Cheng Zongyang had fought alongside Gao Qiu, and he had seen with his own eyes that the old man was still quite robust. Why would he leave such a stunning beauty like Meiniang unattended? Was he afraid of giving that intelligent boy a younger brother?

Cheng Zongyang joked, "If he stays here, isn't he afraid some drunk guest will take advantage of him?"

"Young master is joking,"

the madam said. "Although Meiniang is in the courtyard, in terms of status, she's actually that old master's mistress. We servants are too busy flattering her to dare let anyone disturb us."

"Alright, no need for that. I have no intention of soliciting her,"

Cheng Zongyang said with a slight smile. "If Shishi stays here, you'll have to take good care of her. If even a single hair is missing, I'll tear down your courtyard."

Although Cheng Zongyang's tone was light, the madam's heart skipped a beat, and she immediately showered him with flattery. ...

Leaving the Jade Dew Pavilion, Cheng Zongyang hesitated whether to go to the Cloud Wave Temple or return to the Emerald Garden to wait for Xiao Zi, but a broken bowl at the corner of the road made him change his mind.

Cheng Zongyang walked over, flicked his finger, and a copper coin fell into the broken bowl, making a crisp sound.

"It's getting late, time to pack up and go."

The blind man beside him groped his way into the bowl, picked up the copper coins, stuffed them into his pocket, then got up, casually tucked the broken bowl under his arm, and followed Cheng Zongyang into the carriage.

Cheng Zongyang looked at him curiously, "Fifth Brother Lu, you've been waiting for me here all this way?"

Lu Jing asked, "Something going on tonight?"

Cheng Zongyang smiled wryly, "I was, but not anymore."

Lu Jing didn't stand on ceremony, "Let's find a place to drink."

"Alright."

Cheng Zongyang said, "I'll risk my life to keep you company tonight!"

"Don't mention 'gentleman' to me."

Lu Jing rolled his eyes, "You're violating the taboo of the Lu family!"

There was no curfew in Lin'an, and the streets were full of taverns and entertainment venues open day and night. The two didn't look for any fancy buildings or restaurants, but went straight to Oak Tree Pavilion and ordered two jars of hop wine.

The two raised their tin cups, clinked them together, and then drank them down in one gulp. Cheng Zongyang, reeking of alcohol, said, "Fifth Brother Lu, you just said the word 'gentleman' is taboo in your family—what do you mean?"

Lu Jing squatted on a chair, twirling a salt-boiled broad bean in one hand. "Do you know the origins of our Lu family?"

"Little Fox said that Fifth Brother comes from a prestigious family. But Fifth Brother's family seems different from others."

Lu Jing snorted. "Never heard of a family of great thieves?"

Cheng Zongyang honestly replied, "No."

Lu Jing said in a deep voice, "My Lu family's ancestor was Liu Xia Zhi."

Cheng Zongyang paused, then tentatively asked, somewhat uncertainly, "Dao Zhi?"

"Have you heard of him?"

Cheng Zongyang nodded repeatedly. Of course, Dao Zhi was the ancestor of thieves. "Even thieves have their code of conduct" was said by him: "To presume to steal from a house is sagacity. To enter first is courage. To leave last is righteousness. To know what is possible is wisdom. To distribute equally is benevolence.

There has never been a great thief in the world who lacked these five qualities." They've elevated the dirty work of thievery to a theoretical level.

Cheng Zongyang sighed, then raised his glass and laughed, "Fifth Brother, I have to toast you. I never thought I'd be sitting with a descendant of Robber Zhi."

Lu Jing didn't refuse, downing his drink in one gulp and wiping the foam from his lips.

“But I still don’t understand,”

Cheng Zongyang said, “Fifth Brother comes from a family of thieves, so why does he sometimes seem so aristocratic? And what’s with the taboo against being a gentleman?”

Lu Jing, chewing on a broad bean, said, “Speaking of gentlemen, my ancestor Liu Xia Zhi had an older brother, Liu Xia Hui…”

Cheng Zongyang spat out a mouthful of wine, “Really?”

Lu Jing rolled his eyes and said, “Believe it or not.”

“These two brothers are so different! One is a great thief, the other a true gentleman who remains unmoved even with a woman in his lap.”

“Bullshit about being a gentleman!”

Lu Jing said coldly, “Those who steal a country become princes, those who steal a hook are executed! Have any gentlemen ever dared to be cold-faced towards those who steal a country? Before the king, which one doesn’t flatter him and say he has obtained the country through righteous means?”

Cheng Zongyang realized that the Lu family’s taboo against being a gentleman largely stemmed from Liu Xia Hui. It’s like the two brothers, from a young age everyone praised: This older brother is great! What a good child! He’ll definitely be a gentleman when he grows up! His younger brother? That brat! Let's not talk about it...

If people keep talking about this for hundreds of years, it's no wonder my brother's mentality has become twisted. Speaking of which, both of the Lu family's ancestors were royal descendants, and yet a bandit like Zhi came from their family—that's truly bizarre.

Cheng Zongyang laughed, "Let's not talk about gentlemen anymore—Fifth Brother Lu, you've been in Lin'an for so long, and you've been elusive. Why did you suddenly come to see me today?"

Lu Jing didn't beat around the bush and went straight to the point: "What's your idea about Miss Yue?"

Cheng Zongyang choked, then awkwardly chuckled, "You all know?"

"Hmph,"

Lu Jing snorted twice, "Since we're brothers, I won't beat around the bush—I've seen all your women, and they're all no good!"

Cheng Zongyang nodded repeatedly, "Fifth Brother is right."

"If you're willing, I'll kill them all for you."

Cheng Zongyang's mouth dropped open.

After a long pause, Lu Jing rolled his eyes. "You little rascal, just like Yue Shuai! You always think that because you're involved with someone, you can't do anything. In the end, you always suffer because of a woman!"

Cheng Zongyang said sheepishly, "Fifth Brother, don't worry, I know what I'm doing."

Lu Jing snorted, "Which woman you want to date is none of our business, but if anyone dares to be so disrespectful as to upset Miss Yue, I, Old Lu, will immediately stuff them into a sack and drown them!"

Cheng Zongyang said with a bitter smile, "Fifth Brother, not to be rude, but with Yue's temper, who would dare to upset her? You don't even need to lift a finger; our Miss Yue would have already chopped her into seventeen or eighteen pieces."

Lu Jing buried his head and drank for a while. "Brother Yi is right, we're all fucking useless! We haven't even found all of Yue Shuai's bloodline yet."

Cheng Zongyang frowned and said, "Did you go see that Empress Dowager Wei of Song? Still no clues?"

Lu Jing shook his head.

Cheng Zongyang muttered to himself: It seems I'll have to get Xiao Zi involved. Lu Jing was, after all, Yue Niaoren's subordinate, so it wasn't good to be ruthless towards his woman. Even a stone man would have to tell the truth if it were that brat.

"Brother Meng told me to tell you that the Pengyi Society's assets have been reorganized and are waiting for you to take over. From now on, we brothers will guard the Xingyue Lake banner for Commander Yue in Jiangzhou."

Cheng Zongyang poured him some wine. "Any news about the Han Kingdom matter that you mentioned, Boss?"

"I'm going to Luoyang tomorrow."

Lu Jing's voice was as cold as ice. "After enduring so many years, it's time to settle some scores for Commander Yue."

Cheng Zongyang was taken aback. "Commander Yue's enemies are in the Han Kingdom?"

"If someone hadn't interfered that day, how could the Fengbo Pavilion incident have happened?"

Lu Jing said, "That day, apart from Little Fox, who was too young and was sent back to Jiankang beforehand, the rest of us were each held back by others, and we never got to see Commander Yue one last time before we died."

"Who held back Fourth Brother?"

"Ju Meng."

Lu Jing said coldly, "This man has lived in Luoyang for generations and has a great reputation for chivalry. In recent years, the brothers of Xingyue Lake have been hiding their identities, and Boss Meng has been keeping quiet, forbidding Fourth Brother and me from causing him any trouble. Now that we have Jiangzhou in our hands, Xingyue Lake has no more worries. This time when we go to Luoyang, we will definitely have to find him and make things clear!"

Ju Meng was a famous chivalrous man in Luoyang, known throughout the Han Kingdom for his generosity, righteousness, and keeping his word. But Cheng Zongyang knew nothing about this name, and only raised his cup and laughed, "In that case, let's drink until we drop tonight!"...

The sound of sweeping came from afar. Cheng Zongyang lay on the couch, touched his throbbing head, and it took him a long time to wake up. Last night, Cheng Zongyang and Lu Jing drank until the wee hours. Lu Jing

simply walked away, while Cheng Zongyang was completely drunk and didn't even know where Chen Lin had taken him. He struggled to his feet and pushed open the door, only to realize he was at Yuntao Temple when he saw a narrow sliver of sky.

Yuntao Temple's labyrinthine buildings were built inside caves in the mountainside. Even at midday, the light was as dim as dusk; only when sunlight filtered through the gaps in the mountainside could it bring a brief feeling of daylight.

Cheng Zongyang shook off the smell of alcohol before stepping outside. Guo Huai was standing on the steps, a bamboo broom in his arms, slowly sweeping fallen leaves with a hunched back. Chen Lin stood to the side, hands at his sides; he had stood outside all night, his clothes soaked with dew, his body still motionless like a puppet.

Cheng Zongyang greeted Chen Lin, then took the broom from Guo Huai and said with a smile, "

Is Eunuch Guo feeling much better?" Guo Huai raised his eyes, slowly revealing a smile, then bowed and crossed his arms, saying in a hoarse voice, "Young Master, just call this old servant Cangtou."

Cheng Zongyang laughed, "Then I'll accept that politely."

Cangtou was a term for a servant, and Guo Huai's words already implied that he was a servant. Cheng Zongyang didn't put on his seemingly equal but actually domineering face and lecture him on the principles of equality. After all, Guo Huai was different from the江湖汉人 (jianghu men) like Wu Zhanwei, Yi Biao, and Ao Run; he was a eunuch from the palace, accustomed to being a servant for decades. Forcing him to change his address would only make things difficult for him.

Cheng Zongyang put down the broom, sat down on the steps, and called out, "Chen Da Diao Dang, you come and sit too."

Chen Lin bowed and said, "I wouldn't dare."

Cheng Zongyang said, "Your palace has so many rules. We, the Cheng family of Panjiang, don't have so many rules. Old servant, come and sit down."

Guo Huai sat down on the next step, hugged his knee with one hand, and breathed a slight sigh of relief.

Cheng Zongyang cut to the chase, saying, "Old man, you've always been in the palace, unlike Qin Da Diao Dang who was sent out to train. How come you have such good cultivation?"

Guo Huai replied, "The six personal eunuchs who served the Empress Dowager back then were all personally instructed by His Majesty." The

His Majesty he was referring to could only be Yue Pengju, the Martial King. Cheng Zongyang glanced at Chen Lin with surprise, "You all have level six cultivation, right?"

Chen Lin said, "In the palace, only Eunuch Guo, Eunuch Ma, and I have level six cultivation. Eunuch Ma passed away two years ago."

Half of the six eunuchs instructed by Yue Pengju had reached level six cultivation; this proportion was definitely not low.

You should know that even the instructors of the Taiyi True Sect were only at level six. Considering the cultivation of the Eight Steeds of Xingyue Lake, who could personally train more than ten experts above level six, it's truly unexpected that the Martial King was also a good teacher.

Guo Huai said, "This old servant learned his skills in the palace, but it wasn't until I met King Wu Mu that I realized there are always higher levels and more capable people."

He sighed, "At that time, this old servant had been stuck at the fourth level of the Subtle Realm for over ten years, thinking I could make no further progress. King Wu Mu gave me a little guidance, and within a few years, I broke through to the Subtle Realm and the Sitting Illumination Realm in succession. My cultivation advanced by leaps and bounds, reaching the sixth level of the Profound Realm, which I had never even dreamed of before."

Cheng Zongyang pondered, "Perhaps your cultivation had already accumulated enough at that time, but you just hadn't revealed the crucial point. King Wu Mu..." " The king's guidance has just pierced through that thin veil,"

Guo Huai said. "That's exactly what King Wu Mu said back then. But without King Wu Mu's guidance, this old servant would only be at the fourth level of cultivation now."

Cheng Zongyang smiled and asked, "That Star-Sweeping Whip originally belonged to the Black Demon Sea. Why did King Wu Mu keep it in the palace?"

Guo Huai hugged his knees and gazed into the distance. "His Majesty left this whip so that this old servant could protect the ladies and Princess Yuan in the palace. Over the years, many people have entered the palace, but thanks to His Majesty and the young master, there hasn't been any major trouble."

"I think the palace is already in enough chaos,"

Cheng Zongyang changed the subject, "I heard His Majesty is having some trouble?"

Guo Huai replied, "As a servant, I shouldn't see what I shouldn't see, and I shouldn't hear what I shouldn't hear."

"Come on, if Her Majesty weren't unavailable right now, I wouldn't bother asking you, you saw-mouthed gourd."

A hint of relief suddenly appeared on Guo Huai's withered face, "Although the young mistress is a girl, she surpasses her mother."

Cheng Zongyang was both amused and exasperated. He finally understood that these people in the palace were essentially a bunch of perverts, which was why they were so impressed by that genius, perverted child.

"Has Miss Zi returned?"

Chen Lin asked, "She returned even earlier than the young master. I heard the young master was drunk and came to check on him."

For some reason, this simple sentence warmed Cheng Zongyang's heart slightly. That brat suddenly left last night; he wondered what she was up to. He'd have to ask her about it when he saw her later.

Just as Cheng Zongyang was about to get up, he heard a clattering sound behind him. It was Shang Hou, dressed as Old Man Zhu again, with his hands behind his back and wearing a pair of worn-out cloth shoes with almost fallen soles, swaying as he walked over.

"Old man, stayed up all night? You don't look too bad."

Old Man Zhu raised his head, his goatee sticking up high. "What do you mean by 'looks too bad'? Come on! Little Cheng! I'll take you to get breakfast!"

Cheng Zongyang knew he had something to say, so he immediately patted his bottom and stood up. "It's rare for an old man to be willing to treat me. Today, I'll eat you until you bleed!"

Old Man Zhu said, "I may be poor, but I'm not lacking in spirit! If you can squeeze a single penny out of my mouth for breakfast today, I'll take your surname!"

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