[Wuxia] The Number One Ding Under Heaven (Complete) - 11

Chapter 77: After a hearty meal and drinks, lust

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After a hearty meal and drinks, lust takes hold"—this is an age-old saying, and an indelible truth of the world. [Drunk][Exposed][Net]
Fourth Brother has always been a noble, kind, and principled person. Of course, he wouldn't be like those insidious, filthy, and vulgar people who go to brothels to call girls after a good meal. Bearing the heavy responsibility of revenge and plotting to stab Zhao Yunbi to death from behind, he went straight to Qixiu Fang after leaving Yulu Xiang.
Qixiu Fang was undoubtedly an elegant place, filled with beautiful and talented women. This was evident from the fact that when he tried to enter Zou Xiyun's boudoir, he was stopped by more than a dozen beautiful girls who chattered and touched him, touching his face and body, entangled him for a long time without driving him away.
Fourth Brother has always been a chivalrous man, so when he heard the girls call out "Sister Xiyun has gone out" more than a dozen times, and after he had had his fill of taking advantage and satisfying his cravings, Fourth Brother immediately (immediately?) abandoned his idea of forcing his way in. He ordered some wine and dishes, took the best spot, and drank alone while waiting for her to return.
Actually, Pang Yu didn't like drinking, but one has to follow the trend. Have you ever heard of any romantic and talented men who don't drink? Drinking at Yuluxiang earlier was to give face to his younger brother, not wanting to offend his filial piety. But at the elegant Qixiufang, drinking is for life! Li Bai could write a hundred poems after a bucket of wine. For those girls who are destined to be attracted to Fourth Brother in the future, what does suffering a little now matter?
Pang Yu came to find Zou Xiyun with a purpose (duh!). He wanted to ask her about Di Xiuxiang's condition after returning home: How is the injury on her little foot? Has the swelling gone down? Is it still painful? Who will take care of her? Who will cook for her? It's not that Pang Yu is lazy, unwilling to walk even a short distance, preferring to ask others rather than go to Di Xiuxiang's house himself. It's that Zhao Yunbi's men are watching him constantly. They've been following him ever since he left Yuluxiang. If he rushes to Di Xiuxiang, wouldn't he be putting her in danger?
Of course, if Fourth Brother really wanted to, no one could touch the woman he set his sights on. But the most urgent task now is to find the real culprit in the Li Family Village case as soon as possible, and then find a way to pin it all on Zhao Yunbi. Everything else can wait—absence makes the heart grow fonder, and this short separation is for a better reunion in the future!
"A dappled horse, a thousand pieces of gold, call the boy to exchange them for fine wine... Lanling wine, fragrant as tulips, served in a jade bowl, its amber light shines..." This wine, once drunk too much, makes one drunk, and once drunk, one becomes melancholy. Pang Yu waited a long time for Zou Xiyun to return, and the pretty maid beside him kept urging him to drink, calling him "Fourth Brother" this and "Fourth Brother" that with great affection. Her delicate, bamboo shoot-like hands held the cup to his lips, how could he not drink it all in one gulp? As he drank, he became lightheaded, and as he became lightheaded, his poetic inspiration surged. At first, it was still proper verses, but later... it was still proper verses, but the flavor changed a bit.
"...Drinking wine by the eastern fence after dusk, a faint fragrance fills my sleeves, don't say it's not soul-stirring... Hehehe... Fallen flowers scattered, wine waning, amidst the drunken dreams of music and song... The sound of jade pendants is quiet, evening makeup is ruined, who will fix my green hair..."
"Who's reciting these lewd verses? Get out here!" A clear, crisp, and delicate voice suddenly rang out from the downstairs hall.
"***, these are poems by Li Qingzhao and Li Yu, where is the lewdness! "
Pang Yu, already irritated from waiting all night for Zou Xiyun, was further enraged by her provocation. Fueled by alcohol,
he slammed the table over his shoulder and stormed down, yelling, "Which bastard is yelling like that!"
"Grandma!" The young girl was even more aggressive than him, standing up abruptly.
She was a girl in a bright yellow dress, with eyebrows like green mountains, eyes like autumn water, a slender waist, and a delicate figure. Her lively and cheerful demeanor was undeniably charming, but her fair, rosy face was filled with arrogance, making her appear like a haughty, aristocratic young lady.
At first glance, Pang Yu didn't recognize her, because in his mind, this girl shouldn't be here.
But at second glance, he recognized her—the girl who had provoked him was none other than Ding Yuehua!
Wasn't she…missing? How could she be here!?
Pang Yu was startled, then suddenly caught sight of the man at the table with her.
Zhan Zhao!!
"Enemies meeting are bound to be furious. "
Ding Yuehua's eyes immediately reddened, misty as if she were about to cry.
"Brother Zhan, it was him, this scoundrel who bullied me! He touched me inappropriately, tricked me into taking off my clothes—" She looked at Zhan Zhao with pleading eyes, constantly waving his sleeve with her small hands, like a drowning kitten finding a plank of wood, completely different from the arrogant and unruly girl who had just been shouting at him.
Pang Yu's heart skipped a beat, and cold sweat began to run down his back.
It's over, the whole thing about harassing the little girl has been exposed... It's all over!
He wasn't afraid of Zhan Zhao; they were destined to be enemies anyway, and history hadn't shown him doing anything to Marquis Anle.
But if Bai Yutang found out that he had tricked him, used him to hold back Zhan Zhao, and then kidnapped Ding Yuehua…
Good heavens, that's the number one ruthless, merciless killer in the Song Dynasty, hating evil as if it were his enemy, vengeful for every mistake, and with terrifyingly high lightness skills…
“You brat surnamed Pang, Grandpa Bai and you are now sworn enemies. I won't let you go, you just wait. Grandpa Bai means what he says. When you wake up one day to find yourself missing an arm or a leg, don't look for anyone else, it'll be Grandpa Bai who did it! Grandpa Bai always keeps his word, I've never said a word in my life that's empty. You can guard against me for a year or two, but you can't guard against me for ten or eight years. You want to send someone to kill me? You might not be able to catch me, hahaha—”
In the daze brought on by the alcohol, he seemed to see Bai Yutang grinning coldly, issuing him a vicious ultimatum. His hands and feet suddenly turned cold, and he was so frightened that he sobered up.
"Brother Zhan, please teach him a lesson for me~~~"
Ding Yuehua looked pitiful, her eyes brimming with tears as she cried to Zhan Zhao. Her swaying, petite figure looked like a cat begging for mercy, her helpless whimpers making her all the more pitiful... But when Pang Yu thought about the serious consequences of his plan being exposed and angering Bai Yutang, he had no mood to appreciate it at all.
"Yuehua, stop fooling around." Zhan Zhao stood up and gently stroked her forehead. "How many times have I told you, you were dreaming that day, it's not real."
"It wasn't a dream, it wasn't!" Ding Yuehua shook her head frantically, pacing anxiously. "It was a fairy sister, a fairy sister in white clothes who took me out and carried me back to the inn on a cloud."
"There are no fairies in the world. What you're saying about flying on a cloud is just light-body skill."
"It's a fairy, it's a fairy sister!"
Zhan Zhao continued to shake his head. "Even if it's light-body skill, I don't believe anyone in the world has the ability to fly through the air and cover a thousand miles in an instant. You blinked and returned from the Grand Tutor's mansion to the inn. Besides, when I went to your room the next day, you kept saying you were bullied, but your undergarments were clean and tidy without a single wrinkle, not like they had been taken off at all. Even your hair was almost the same as before you fell asleep. That little bit of messiness is to be expected after sleeping all night."
"But...but..." Ding Yuehua's eyes were brimming with tears, her small hands clutching the hem of her skirt.
Zhan Zhao looked into her eyes and said in a deep voice, "Brother Zhan assures you, you really were dreaming back then—be good, Yuehua, you have to be honest. You can't just pin any crime on someone you dislike; you need evidence, understand?" There was no blame in his eyes, only a hint of tenderness and concern, like an older brother looking at his mischievous little sister, both amused and exasperated.
A fairy sister...saving people...lightness skill...dreaming...
Pang Yu stood there, stunned, unsure whether to laugh or cry.

Chapter Seventy-Eight: Teasing the Little Girl, Playing Tricks on Zhan Zhao

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"Hahahaha—"
A hearty laugh echoed through the Seven Show Pavilion.
"It's alright, it's alright. She's just a young girl; it's understandable that she takes her dreams seriously. She's just a young girl; making a little mistake is inevitable. Hero Zhan, please don't be too harsh on her." Pang Yu showed his magnanimity in not holding a grudge against Zhan Zhao's sincere apology, squinting at Ding Yuehua with a smile, repeatedly calling her "little girl" at a deafening volume.
Ding Yuehua hated being called "little" more than anything. Her tearful face instantly twisted—no, it contorted—her delicate little nose curled up, and her eyes glared at him fiercely.
"Bad guy, bad guy, big bad guy!"
"Bad guy?" Pang Yu exclaimed in surprise, looking around.
"No, little girl, who are you calling bad? Fourth Brother is here, Fourth Brother will protect you, don't be afraid."
"It's you! It's you, you big bad guy! You're a big bad guy!!!" Ding Yuehua shouted angrily. Pang
Yu was speechless. Sigh, when someone wants to accuse someone, they can always find a reason. I'm such a good person, I risked my life to save her that day, how could I be misunderstood like this?
When he stared at Ding Yuehua with innocent eyes, the little girl spoke again: "Hmph! Even if... even if that night was a dream, you, you're not a good person." She pouted, forming a moist and alluring lip line, glaring at Pang Yu as if she wanted to devour him. It was so unreasonable!
"Hey, hey, hey, you can't insult me like that! I'm a good person, a universally acknowledged good person!"
"Hmph, who said that? I didn't see it coming from anyone."
"Everyone in the Grand Tutor's mansion says so."
"Pah, that's just them flattering you, sucking up to you! Hmph, I'm not afraid of you at all, you shameless, stinking servant!" Ding Yuehua pouted, clenched her fists, and charged forward, proudly puffing out her chest, which wasn't even an A-cup. Her cheeks were pink, her lips were red, her eyebrows were arched, and her whole face was flushed and adorable. Although she didn't smell of rouge or orchid fragrance, she exuded a faint, delicate, virginal sweetness.
What a lovely little girl, it's just... she's a bit spoiled.
But I like her.
"Hey, little girl, what makes you think I'm not a good person?" Pang Yu decided to continue arguing with her.
"You, you... let's not talk about Sister Xiuxiang, just look at those thieving eyes of yours... hmph, staring at her like that, and you call yourself a good person?" The little girl found a reason, thinking herself quite satisfied, and looked at Pang Yu defiantly.
"Are you kidding me! Little girl, you're standing right in front of me, who else should I look at?" Hmph, hmph, you think you can argue with Fourth Brother? You're still too green.
"You... you can look outside, you can look at the sky, you can see, you can look at the tables and chairs next to you, anything, just don't look at me." Here it comes, look, she's starting to throw a tantrum.
"I want to see too, but those things don't run or bark, they're so boring. If there were a puppy in front of me, I wouldn't even glance at you, little girl."
"I'm not a little girl!" the little girl bared her teeth and yelled, "And are you saying I'm not even as good as a puppy?"
"No, no, how can you compare to a dog—no, how can a dog compare to you?"
"You!" The little girl was about to explode with anger.
"You're the one who blamed me for looking at you first, it's not like I was deliberately picking a fight." Pang Yu was innocent, shrugging and muttering a sigh, "Sigh, this Seven Show Manor is something else, they don't even keep a puppy, if they did, there wouldn't be so much trouble."
"You you you...you, I..." The little girl's hands trembled and her body shook, she couldn't even speak, she seemed extremely angry, but strangely she didn't resort to violence.
Although she was angry, the little girl was still a little girl, always extremely cute, like a little kitten with its claws outstretched, not frightening but rather making people love and cherish her even more.
Suddenly, she stopped her pointless rage.
"Tomorrow I'll tell Sister Xiuxiang you peeked at me, peeked at... taking a bath, hmph!"
Xiuxiang! Hearing this, Pang Yu suddenly remembered.
Yes, since he was worried Zhao Yunbi would send someone to make things difficult for Xiuxiang, why didn't he call Zhan Zhao…?
Pang Yu secretly smiled, a slightly sinister smile.
"Hero Zhan, I have a favor to ask." He suddenly bowed to Zhan Zhao, his attitude very sincere.
Ding Yuehua was startled, somewhat surprised by the servant's sudden change of heart. Zhan Zhao had already politely returned the bow.
"Brother Pang, please speak, but I will do my best without hesitation." The poor man, used as a pawn, almost slept with the girl, and was still completely unaware.
Pang Yu embellished the story of the seventy-yard incident.
"Outrageous!" Zhan Zhao roared in anger, slamming
his hand on the table. "To injure someone on horseback in broad daylight and then dare to threaten and intimidate Miss Di is utterly lawless!" "Indeed, that Zhao Shiqing, relying on being a member of the Prince's faction and having Zhao Yunbi backing him, has always been arrogant and domineering. This time, Xiuxiang... cough, Miss Di made him lose face in public, he certainly won't let it go easily. Alas, I'm just a lowly servant, powerless to even kill a chicken..."
"Brother Pang, rest assured, I, Zhan, will protect Miss Di." The righteous young Zhan Zhao fell for the trap without any suspense.
"No, no, no, Master Zhan, you misunderstand. That's not what I meant." Pang Yu shook his head frantically, looking worried. "Master Zhan, your martial arts are superb, and you're not afraid of ordinary villains in the martial world. But Zhao Shiqing is a direct descendant of the founding emperor, a genuine imperial relative, with a noble status. How could ordinary people afford to offend him? Besides, above him is the number one domineering young master in the capital, the Prince of Beihai, Zhao Shiqing. He can even harm and frame my master, the Marquis of Anle, at will. Just a few days ago, he ordered his men to burn, kill, rob, and frame my master outside the city..."
"You mean the Li Family Village incident?"
"Master Zhan, you know about it too?"
"Everyone in the capital knows about it, but the identity of the culprit is still under investigation by the Kaifeng Prefecture."
"Pah, good riddance! Dogs fighting, serves them right!" The little girl interjected from the side.
"It wasn't my Marquis who did it!" Pang Yu was unusually unashamed, his back ramrod straight.
"Forget it, I'm too magnanimous to argue with you." He made a face at Ding Yuehua, which made her jump up and down in anger. "Master Zhan, you should take Miss Di and leave as soon as possible. We can't stay in the capital. When Zhao Yunbi gets angry, he can wipe out even the Ding family village with a flick of his wrist, let alone you..."
"You're talking nonsense! We're not afraid of him!!!" Ding Yuehua was indeed provoked. She tugged at Zhan Zhao's clothes and pleaded softly, "Brother Zhan, Brother Zhan, let's help Sister Xiuxiang and find out the truth about this case. If we punish these bad guys, no one will bully her anymore. Please, please, please, please, please, please~~~~~~"
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Southern Hero? What a load of crap! More like a Pig Hero!
On the way out of Qixiu Manor, Pang Yu laughed wildly.
After a few casual words, Zhan Zhao took the bait and decided to find out the whereabouts of Ren Youxian's wife and sister.
Hehehe, a free helper! Why not take it? He's much more capable than me at finding people.
Once I find them, I'll know who's behind it all, and once I know who's behind it, I can start planning and executing step by step. Once everything is ready, I'll just give Zhao Yunbi a push…
Pang Yu was thinking smugly when suddenly someone bumped into him.
Oh, he wasn't looking where he was going and bumped into someone else.
"Damn it! Who the hell is blind enough to block my way..."
Pang Yu's roar suddenly stopped halfway through, because he recognized the person.
White clothes, white socks, white shoes, raised eyebrows, sharp eyes, and a cold smile.
The White-haired Rat Bai Yutang!!!

Chapter 79: The White-haired Rat, I'll Still

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What bad luck!
After dealing with Zhan the cat, I ran into the mouse Bai!!!
The handsome and extraordinary White-haired Rat Bai Yutang was just a foot away, coldly staring at him, his expression arrogant, sarcastic, and chilling.
"Who are you calling a free helper?" Each word blasted into Pang Yu's ears.
"This...that...hehehe...actually..."
Pang Yu's mind raced, countless thoughts flashing through his mind in an instant.
"Speak!"
"No, I was just saying it offhand..."
"Speak!!!"
"Really, I was just making it up, don't..."
"Is that so? You mean Grandpa Bai is hard of hearing and misheard?" Bai Yutang smiled coldly, approaching step by step.
Thinking of his fearless personality and his consistently ruthless actions, Pang Yu's legs went weak with fear.
"No, no, no, absolutely not, Master Bai is sharp of hearing and sight, in good health, and will live to be eighty..."
"Clang—" The sound of a sword being drawn.
"Master Bai, I...I confess, I confess everything, I confess everything." Under the threat of force, Pang Yu changed his tune very quickly, "Master Bai, you have always been the person I admire most, handsome in your youth, extraordinary in bearing, skilled in both literature and martial arts, clear in your sense of right and wrong, chivalrous and righteous, ambitious and heroic, a true hero, a good man, a great man..."
"Have you said enough?" Bai Yutang snorted coldly, but couldn't help but smile slightly on his face.
Damn it, I knew you, the Golden-haired Rat, liked this kind of thing.
Pang Yu's expression instantly shifted to one of deep sorrow.
"Hero Bai...sigh, who else could be a free helper? It's you, isn't it...sigh!sigh!sigh!" He shook his head and sighed three times in a row before turning to leave.
Bai Yutang's curiosity was piqued, and he wasn't about to let him escape. He grabbed Pang Yu's arm.
"I'm a helper? Who did I help? When did I help? What did I help with? Tell me!"
"I won't tell you," Pang Yu shook his head vigorously.
"You'll definitely get angry if I tell you, and then you'll take it out on me... I'm just asking for trouble, I won't tell, I won't tell you even if you beat me to death."
Despite his handsome appearance, Bai Yutang was actually childlike, competitive, and straightforward. Once his curiosity took hold, he wouldn't care if the sky fell. The more Pang Yu acted this way, the more he wanted to know. He suddenly slammed Pang Yu against the wall, brandishing his sword at his face: "You won't tell, huh? Fine, then you're forcing Grandpa Bai to take action! Hmm, first I'll gouge out your eyes, then shave your nose, cut off your ears and tongue, chop off your limbs, and make you a bald human pig, how about that!"
"Ah! Great Hero Bai, please don't! Don't do this! I'm a coward, don't scare me!"
*Whoosh—* With a flick of his wrist, the sword was against his neck.
Pang Yu had given in, succumbing to Bai Yutang's tyranny.
"Alright, I'll tell you, I'll tell you—Master Bai, I'll tell you, but please don't take it out on me!"
"Speak!" Bai Yutang was about to explode with rage.
"Master Bai, you've been tricked by Zhao Yunbi! You've been used as a pawn and kept in the dark!"
"Zhao Yunbi? You mean that recently very influential Prince of Beihai?"
"Yes, yes, yes!" Pang Yu nodded frantically. "Master Bai, you don't know, do you? Just a couple of days ago, he brought back two lecherous thieves from Qi County..." "
Zhao Yuhe of Qingzi Mountain? Hmph, hmph, do you think Grandpa Bai is deaf or blind? How could I not know something that everyone in the capital knows?"
"No, that's not what I meant. I meant the hidden story behind it."
"Hidden story? What hidden story?" Bai Yutang naturally asked, lowering the sword from his neck.
"Master Bai, do you know about the Imperial Cat Master Zhan..."
"What Imperial Cat? Bullshit!" Bai Yutang flared up at the mention of those two words, baring his teeth in anger.
"Ah, yes, it's utter nonsense, utter nonsense about Zhan Zhao." Pang Yu echoed while secretly chuckling, "That scoundrel Zhan always prides himself on being chivalrous. Hearing that the lecherous thieves were rampant in Qi County, he originally planned to personally go and arrest them. But that Zhao Yunbi wanted to use the capture of the lecherous thieves to win over the people and take the opportunity to harm my lord. How could he allow Zhan Zhao to beat him to it
? So
..." "So what?" "So...so he...so he...spread rumors, found a free helper to hold Zhan Zhao back, preventing him from going to
Qi County, and then he himself played the hero and led a group to arrest the lecherous thieves." Bai Yutang was stunned upon hearing this, then flew into a rage, "Aa ...
"That's right!" Pang Yu slapped his thigh, adding fuel to the fire. "Great Hero Bai, you've been tricked! Played! Used as a pawn! The number one young hero of the martial world, Jinmaoshu, has become his free helper!
Oh dear, how shameful!" "Aa ...
He took a couple of steps, then turned back and grabbed Pang Yu by the collar: "You're telling the truth, aren't you? You're not lying to me?"
"Ouch—" Pang Yu cried out in anguish, "Great Hero Bai, think about it! Who in the world would dare to make up stories about the palace? Only Zhao Yunbi! He can just spout off something like Zhan Zhao meeting the Emperor and receiving an imperial decree—Great Hero Bai! You're the person I admire most, you have to believe me! Even if I had a thousand or ten thousand lives, I wouldn't dare lie to you. How could a lowly servant like me dare…"
"Yes, how do you, a mere servant, know so much about Zhao Yunbi?"
Without a second's hesitation, Pang Yu puffed out his chest, proudly declaring, "Last night, I personally overheard several stewards and servants chatting while I was sneaking into the Prince's mansion. If you don't believe me, Master Bai, you can just grab any guard or maid in the mansion and ask them if yesterday a handsome, dashing, and extraordinary servant, with striking eyebrows and bright eyes, single-handedly stormed the mansion, infiltrated the inner quarters, and single-handedly turned Zhao Yunbi's lair upside down. He's a true hero among servants, a fighter jet among servants..."
Before he could finish, everything blurred, and Bai Yutang was airborne.
"Master Bai, where are you going?"
"The Beihai Prince's mansion! That son of a bitch Zhao Yunbi, Grandpa Bai is not finished with him!"

Chapter 80 of the main text: The Fierce Mother

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To become a great servant, one must always pay attention to one's image, even when eating, drinking, defecating, and sleeping, one must appear elegant and extraordinary, unlike anyone else.
Therefore, for an essential detail in life—getting up—Fourth Brother specially designed a set of steps.
Upon waking, the first thing to do is not to open one's eyes, but to recite softly with eyes closed: "Who awakens first from the great dream? I know myself best. I've slept soundly in my thatched cottage this spring, the sun lingers outside the window." Then, stretching, one prepares to open the eyes and get out of bed. Ah, if only there were a clever, quick-witted pageboy, who could leisurely ask, "Has any distinguished guest visited today?" That would give one a more refined air. Uh, legend has it that Zhuge Liang was like this when he lived in seclusion in his thatched cottage.
Today, it was another bright and sunny morning. Pang Yu slowly opened his eyes, but instead of the clever, quick-witted pageboy he had imagined, he saw a lewd, pockmarked face looming before him!
"Slap—" A large slap landed heavily on the pockmarked face, sending the man flying backward.
"My lord, why...why did you hit me?"
A lewd voice, a lewd person, a lewd pockmarked face.
Who else could it be but Chuixue?
"Are you out of your mind this early in the morning? Don't you know how to knock before entering?"
"No, no, no... Lord Marquis, it's not that I'm being presumptuous... it's... something terrible has happened!" Chuixue was so shocked that she was at a loss for words, her legs trembling.
"What is it? Why are you making such a fuss!" Pang Yu almost jumped up and punched her.
"You have no manners at all. Don't tell anyone you work for me from now on, it's embarrassing!"
"The Prince of Beihai's mansion has been burned down!"
"What?" Pang Yu reacted even more strongly, throwing off the covers and jumping up.
"The Prince of Beihai's mansion has been burned down!!!" Chuixue repeated.
"Who did it?"
"I don't know, but it seems like just one person. Last night, he climbed over the main gate, knocked down dozens of guards on patrol with a sword, and set fire to eighteen places along the way from the storeroom to the stable. Half of the seven courtyards were burned down."
"Hahaha—hahaha—" Pang Yu laughed, pounding the bed.
"Brother Yutang, oh Brother Yutang, you're truly ruthless, black-hearted, and quick-witted! I admire you! I admire you! I really made the right choice in asking you for help, hahahahahahahahahahahaha—"
"Lord Marquis, Lord Marquis! How can you still laugh at a time like this?" Chuixue jumped up and down anxiously.
"My damn Zhao Yunbi's doghouse burned down, and I should be crying?"
"No, no, no!" Chuixue shook her head desperately. "Zhao Yunbi reported you to the Kaifeng Prefecture, saying you beat up the Prince of Kuaiji in the street, colluded with bandits to burn down the Prince's mansion, and also..."
"And what?"
"And... seduced four maids in the Prince's mansion." "What!?" Pang Yu jumped off the bed, cursing as he put on his pants. "This is a frame-up, a blatant frame-up! Damn it, spreading rumors! I'm still a virgin... cough, you wait, I'll spread some word too, and have Bai Yutang take down the rest of his mansions too..."
"I can't wait, Lord Marquis! Wu Gongzheng, along with his constables and Zhao Yunbi and Zhao Shiqing's men, are at the gate, saying they're going to arrest you!"
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Grand Tutor's Mansion, main gate.
For the first time ever, it was blocked.
This would have been absolutely unthinkable in the past.
And now, this was the second time in three days.
"Tell Pang Si to come out, get out here!"
"I'm going to teach him a lesson!"
"Damn it, don't cower, come out!"
A group of burly men, brandishing knives and weapons, shouted and yelled outside the gate. It was obvious they were thugs and lackeys from the Beihai and Kuaiji Princes' mansions.
Beside them, the city's law enforcement officers, the constables and yamen runners of Kaifeng Prefecture, had tragically become accomplices of these evil forces, helplessly watching a group of thugs storm the residence of a high-ranking official, not daring to utter a single word.
Alas, the world is going to the dogs.
On a distant rooftop, Pang Yu watched and sighed.
"This is the Grand Tutor's mansion, how dare you barge in!" The head steward, Pang Fu, stepped forward as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
Upon seeing this, Wu Gongzheng immediately crouched down and stepped forward, pulling him aside and rattling off a long string of words, gesturing and smiling obsequiously. Although he couldn't understand what was being said, he figured this opportunist couldn't withstand Zhao Yunbi's pressure and had led his constables to arrest him, but was afraid of offending the Grand Tutor's mansion and dared not force his way in, so he could only obediently stand aside and watch the show.
This stalemate couldn't go on, but fortunately, he knew the head steward, Pang Fu—not just knew him, but was very familiar with him. Wu Gongzheng had given Pang Fu many favors when he was vying for the position of prefect, asking him to speak well of him to Grand Tutor Pang; strictly speaking, they were old acquaintances. As soon as Pang Fu came out, Wu Gongzheng quickly went over to quietly negotiate, asking if Pang Si could be handed over to avoid a confrontation with the Beihai Prince's mansion and the Kuaiji Prince's mansion, which would make things difficult for both sides.
Pang Fu was over seventy years old, a true old fox, and initially absolutely refused to hand over Pang Si—no reason needed, it was a matter of face, the face of the Grand Tutor's mansion! So what if he seduced a few maids? It's a trivial matter. With the playboy young master in charge, seducing other families' maids is fashionable, it's trendy in the Pang family. What kind of servants, especially the young master's personal servants, wouldn't go out and flirt with a few? As for the arson at night, there's no evidence, it doesn't count. Besides, he personally witnessed the fire when Pang Si led Wanren Di to the kitchen and gave him a beating. What did he tell him to do that day? How could he possibly be burning down the Prince's mansion at the same time?
No major crime, no evidence. If he were arrested by the Kaifeng Prefecture for this, wouldn't it be obvious that the Grand Tutor's mansion was being outdone by the Prince of Beihai's mansion? It would be a laughing stock!
But later, when he heard that Pang Si had beaten the Prince of Kuaiji into a pulp in the street and he was still bedridden, Pang Fu couldn't take it anymore. A Prince! That's a Prince! A legitimate member of the royal family! If it was the young master who beat him, of course it wouldn't be a problem—but even a prince or a high-ranking official, the young master could beat him up if he wanted. But now the one who did the beating was a servant. Even if he was a servant serving the young master, he was still a servant! A servant beat a prince, and beat him so badly. How could he not go to Kaifeng Prefecture for questioning?
Besides, Pang Fu had a little selfish motive. Pang Si's rise to fame was too fast and unreasonable. He had only been in the manor for a few days and had already become a first-class servant, a position Pang Fu had worked hard for over fifty years to achieve. First-class servant it was, he should at least give him, the head steward, some face. But no, he did as he pleased, never knowing what restraint was. He had repeatedly contradicted Pang Fu in public, making him lose face, as if Pang Fu were the head servant of the Grand Tutor's manor.
Fine, the old man would use Kaifeng Prefecture to teach him a lesson today!
With this in mind, Pang Fu prepared to betray a group of servants from the manor and ordered his servants to bring Pang Yu out.
"Who dares!"
At the crucial moment, just like the day he stopped Pang Yu, two powerful and fierce voices rang out from inside the gate.
The second and third wives arrived upon hearing the news.
Their arrival instantly changed the atmosphere. One after another, they were utterly audacious and insolent, their gentle and kind demeanor from the day they comforted Pang Yu vanished in an instant, transforming them into two fiercely protective tigresses. If not for the last vestige of their image as the wives of the Grand Tutor, they probably would have pounced on him and scratched him with their nails when their anger flared, determined not to let Wu Gongzheng leave! It was only much
later that Pang Yu learned that his two stepmothers were actually notorious spoiled young ladies in the capital before their marriages. One was the youngest daughter of the Prince of Dongping, a princess bestowed by imperial decree, and the other was the niece of the former prime minister and renowned statesman Kou Zhun. Together, they were far beyond the capabilities of Wu Gongzheng and his gang of thugs from the Prince's mansion!
Finally, the second aunt put her hands on her hips and shouted in a shrill voice, "This is outrageous! This is outrageous! Is there any law left in this Song Dynasty? The Kaifeng Prefecture is leading the way in oppressing good people, and they're going to tear down our Pang family mansion while the Grand Tutor is away! Pang Fu, hurry, hurry to the palace and tell Li'er... the Imperial Concubine, that as soon as her father left the capital, someone came to bully us three! Also, remember to tell our Emperor's son-in-law to come out and see for himself how the corrupt official he appointed is bullying his beloved concubine's brother and mother! How can he not treat the Emperor's husband and brother-in-law like human beings! How can he..."
Before she could finish speaking, Wu Gongzheng fled in panic, not daring to stay a moment longer .
My two stepmothers are fierce!
Pang Yu stood on the roof, secretly wiping away sweat.
"Lord Marquis, are we going out today or not?"
As soon as he climbed down the ladder, Chuixue came over immediately.
"***Nonsense, the weather's so sunny, why aren't we going out? Why are we just sitting at home sunbathing?"
"Then, where to?"
"Green Jade Pavilion."
"Huh!?"
"What 'huh'? Let's go." Pang Yu strode off.
"To find Nangong Qinyi, I have something to ask her."

Chapter 81: One-on-One Duel, Five Hundred Talented Scholars!

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The Second Time!
Within a single day, Pang Yu witnessed the same bustling scene of crowds and carriages twice, at different times and locations.
The first time was obvious; just now, at the Grand Tutor's mansion gate, Wu Gongzheng led a dozen or so constables, along with at least forty or fifty people from the Beihai Prince's Mansion and the Kuaiji Prince's Mansion, who had arrived in carriages to cause trouble, completely blocking the gate.
The second time was outside the Green Jade Pavilion. A dense crowd of four or five hundred people and their carriages circled the exquisite five-story wooden building, the pinnacle of wooden architecture at the time, where Nangong Qinyi resided. Surprisingly, despite the large number of people, the area was remarkably quiet, without a single sound.
Why was that?!
Pang Yu wondered. Upon closer inspection, he saw that everyone's eyes were fixed on a red banner erected in front of the building. The banner read… Hmm? Hmm? Hmm? Hmm? Before he could even read the words, Pang Yu's gaze had already shifted, landing directly beneath the banner… where four pretty young girls stood!
Four beautiful girls in the prime of their youth, judging by their clothes, were likely Nangong Qinyi's maids, each one exquisitely beautiful and indescribably adorable. The girl in the green dress had bright eyes and white teeth, her features delicate and graceful, like a beautiful orchid in full bloom. The girl in the yellow dress had a slender figure and fair skin, like a blooming autumn chrysanthemum. The girl in the red dress had a face as smooth as jade, more beautiful than any flower, like a cluster of swaying peonies. The last girl, wearing a light blue silk dress and silk stockings, was only thirteen or fourteen years old. She had her hair styled in the double buns typical of young girls, still innocent and youthful. Her skin was as smooth and lustrous as ivory, and her large, bright eyes resembled those of a budding chrysanthemum.
Pang Yu pinched his arm, wincing in pain, before he could believe he wasn't dreaming.
Four beauties! Four! Four whole beauties! Could they all be maids from the Green Jade Pavilion?
Oh dear, if even maids are this beautiful, then Nangong Qinyi must be even more stunning. (Reposted from
***, I really should have lifted the curtain and taken a look yesterday.)
"My lord, these are the three difficult questions I told you about. The first one: matching couplets," Chuixue interjected. "Countless people in the capital want to catch a glimpse of Nangong Qinyi's beauty. Every day, at least several hundred people gather outside the Green Jade Pavilion, but to get in, you must first match a couplet. Otherwise, even royalty can forget about it..."
"Hey, hey, who are those four over there?" Pang Yu interrupted him, gesturing towards the front.
"Nangong Qinyi's personal maids, Xiaowan, Xiangjun, Xianglan, and Yuanyuan, all pretty young girls. My lord, let me tell you, this couplet..."
"Hmm, not bad names... Hmm!?" Pang Yu was almost startled.
Wow! Wow! Aren't these the names of the Eight Beauties of Qinhuai—Dong Xiaowan, Li Xiangjun, Ma Xianglan, and Chen Yuanyuan? Four of them serving her, she's got connections, Nangong Qinyi really has connections.
"My lord, let's match a couplet..."
"Match my ass! Matching couplets is a piece of cake for men!"
Pang Yu shouted loudly, almost everyone in the room heard him.
Suddenly, everyone turned around, hundreds of eyes staring at him.
"What are you looking at? It's just a couplet, how could it stump the talented and omnipotent Fourth Brother?" Pang Yu patted his chest smugly, tossing his head high. Since arriving in the Song Dynasty, the once somewhat shy Pang Yu had become increasingly accustomed to this kind of attention. What could he do? He was talented, and talent made him the center of attention wherever he went!
"This...this young man, can you match the couplet my young lady gave?" A young maid in green spoke from afar. She was about to call him "young master," but seeing Pang Yu's servant's attire of a blue robe and hat, she changed her address.
"Of course, there's no couplet in the world that can stump Fourth Brother." Pang Yu winked at her and chuckled.
A chorus of boos erupted, accompanied by countless disdainful glances.
"Young man, don't boast. There are many learned scholars here, and none of them have answered this question yet," the girl in yellow retorted.
"Literary scholars? They? They're worthy? Hahaha—" Pang Yu laughed, silencing all the other voices. Many fools jumped out to hurl insults, but a single glance from him silenced them.
"Young lady, what's your name?" Pang Yu asked the girl in yellow.
"My name is Xiao Wan. The one you were talking to earlier is my sister, Xiang Lan."
"Alright, Miss Xiao Wan, if I answer correctly, may I come in to see your young lady?"
"This is the first question. There are two more to come." Xiao Wan looked at him with obvious disbelief, as did the other three girls.
Hmph, don't be so skeptical. You'll be surprised soon enough.
Pang Yu casually straightened his hair and strode towards the red banner. He didn't need to use his hands to part his hair; wherever he went, his gaze was enough to make everyone scatter.
"Just one question for the first time, Fourth Brother will show you," Pang Yu grinned, earning a unanimous glare from the girls. He looked up and saw a whole line written on the banner: "
—Tuning the zither, tuning a new tune, tuning and tuning, tuning and tuning, wonderful.
" "Damn it!" he exclaimed, his face showing impatience.
Seriously, Nangong Qinyi is obsessed with the zither! Even her couplets are related to this. Does that mean she'll have to bring a zither to bed with her from now on? This habit is really bad; she needs to change!
The girls, assuming he couldn't answer, looked at him with even more disdain.
Suddenly, Pang Yu spoke up, not in response but in a loud shout: "Bah! Nobody can come up with a matching couplet like this? Have all the scholars in the capital died?"
"No way! The real geniuses haven't arrived yet!" The little girl in light blue giggled, her voice sweet and clear. Noticing Pang Yu looking at her, she playfully made a face.
"Oh, not here yet? Sorry, I'll go first." Pang Yu shrugged, and without thinking, the answer came out in a flash: "Plant flowers, plant them well, plant them all, and they'll all be fragrant."
One second, two seconds… five seconds, ten seconds!
For a long time, the entire room was silent; everyone was dumbfounded.
They… four or five hundred people racked their brains and still couldn't come up with something, and this little servant just blurted it out!
Xianglan looked surprised and gave a graceful curtsy: "I thought you were just a servant and hadn't read much, but I didn't expect you to be so knowledgeable. You passed the first test with just this one sentence."
Seeing her admiring expression, Pang Yu felt a little smug, but feigned modesty and said, "How dare I, how dare I, I'm ashamed, I'm ashamed."
His words were awkward and didn't make sense. The girl in red next to him, Yuanyuan, burst out laughing along with Xiangjun, but Xiaowan pulled her back.
"Hahaha, thank you for your courtesy." Pang Yu didn't stand on ceremony, casually bowed to the left and right, and was about to enter.
"We're not convinced!" someone shouted from behind, and it sounded like there were more than one person.
"What do you disagree with?" Xianglan asked.
Seven or eight young men dressed as scholars crowded around, followed by a large group. The
one in front, with cross-eyed eyes, shouted, "How can you come up with a couplet so quickly? You must have heard it somewhere before! This is unfair!" The crowd immediately echoed, shouting, "We've already given you the question! We'll have another one!"
Xianglan looked troubled.
"It's alright, give me another one." Being a servant himself, Pang Yu was understanding of the little girl's predicament. He gently squeezed her soft, smooth little hand and smiled kindly.
Xianglan's pretty face flushed: "Then..."
"Sister—I'll do it! I'll do it!" The youngest little girl, Xiangjun, eagerly volunteered.
"Okay."
"Listen up, I'm giving you the question for Miss. Don't blame me if you get stumped!" Xiangjun skipped forward, her pretty face brimming with confidence.
But when she recited the first line, Pang Yu almost burst out laughing.

Chapter 82: When People Are Shameless, They Are Invincible .

The little girl Xiangjun's first line almost made Pang Yu burst out laughing.
Why? Why was that?
Because she presented a seemingly difficult, yet utterly ridiculous couplet.
What kind of couplet?
The legendary Five Elements couplet—"Smoke Locks the Willow by the Pond!"
Good heavens, for thousands of years, from the late Qin and early Han dynasties to the Ming and Qing dynasties, countless time travelers have become famous and won the hearts of countless beauties because of this couplet. Who would have thought that such good fortune would befall Fourth Brother today!
It truly is the protagonist's guaranteed bonus: strong luck, isn't it?
The few scholars who squeezed over heard clearly, and the cross-eyed one shouted the fastest: "I know, I know, this couplet is easy, 'Smoke locks the willow by the pond, fire burns the trees by the river.' Smoke matches fire, lock matches burn, willow by the pond matches trees by the river, hahaha, easy, easy, everyone, sorry, I'll go in first..."
"Pfft!" The little girl Xiangjun laughed again, this time clutching her stomach, her expression even more joyful.
“Fire, fire, hehehe, what a stupid person, hehehehe—”
“Young master’s answer may not be very good.” Xianglan interjected, glancing at Xiangjun who immediately covered her mouth, seemingly the leader among the four maids. “The first line, ‘Smoke locks the pond willows,’ has five characters, each with a radical representing the five elements, creating a wonderful imagery. It describes a quiet pond surrounded by green willows, shrouded in layers of mist, forming a beautiful landscape painting. It seems simple and easy to match, but it’s not. Young master’s second line, ‘Fire burns the trees by the river,’ is really…” She didn’t finish, but everyone understood: the answer was terrible, don’t embarrass yourself.
The cross-eyed maid slowly retreated, while the others looked at each other, four or five hundred people racking their brains for a long time but unable to answer a single word.
"Hahahaha—" This time, Pang Yu waited until he had enough time before bursting into laughter. Under the gaze of hundreds of eyes that seemed to want to kill him, he slowly said, "I thought it was something incredibly difficult to come up with, but it turns out it's so easy. Just saying whatever comes to mind. 'Smoke locks the pond and willows,' right? That's it... I've got it! 'Cannon guards the sea and city towers!'"
The entire room fell silent, then erupted in exclamations of admiration. The four pretty maids were startled.
Even the clever young lady had spent two whole hours thinking about this couplet. How could this servant come up with it so easily?
But the surprises didn't end there.
Faced with countless praises, Pang Yu actually shook his head: "Oh no, no, this artistic conception is too low-level. Let's try—'Lantern Inscription on Water Pavilion,' oh no, the character 'water' is a single radical. How about—'Lake Adds Brocade Pavilion Lantern,' sigh, it still feels a bit lacking; 'Beacon Fires Smoke Over the Desert,' the character 'wood' is a bit forced; that's it, 'Tea Brews from the Spring in the Wall!' All five elements of the first line are on the right, and all five elements of the second line are moved down, that's a wonderful couplet! Hmm, that's it."
The four little girls stared at him blankly, as if he were a monster.
Good heavens, is this even human? He came up with five couplets in one go!!!
"Young master..." Xianglan was moved and exclaimed, "No, young master, you are truly a literary genius descended from heaven! Just these few lines alone make none of the so-called talented men and women in Bianliang City comparable to you. Although you are currently subordinate to others, you will surely pass the imperial examination with flying colors and be appointed the top scholar in the imperial palace."
Pang Yu smiled and waved his hand, feigning humility, but in his heart he thought, "Please, give me two more difficult ones, don't insult my intelligence."
A fat scholar next to him came over, flattering him with a fawning face: "That's right, that's right, this young master is exceptionally talented, he will surely become a famous figure in the future!"
"Of course, you have good taste!" Pang Yu said shamelessly, waving his hand: he actually shamelessly accepted.
"Can I go in now?" he asked Xianglan.
"Please, young master." Xianglan made a "please" gesture, smiled slightly, and prepared to lead the way.
The scholars behind him were anxious, if they couldn't compete in literary talent, they would resort to violence! They couldn't let a lowly servant get ahead of them and meet Nangong Qinyi first. Several of them had already rolled up their sleeves, ready to dishonor their scholars.
Pang Yu had important business to discuss with Nangong Qinyi and didn't want to waste time with them. He "inadvertently" flashed the embroidered character "Pang" on his clothes. The scholars were startled, then suddenly remembered that he was the Iron-Toothed Pang Si who had publicly accused the Prince of Beihai of eight major crimes yesterday. They were terrified, filled with regret, and wished they could pick up a brick and smash their own heads with it.
As a cultured, well-mannered, and ethical servant, Pang Yu was always reasonable and never abused his power. Even when he won, he wanted to win with a clear conscience.
"How about this," he said, turning to the scholars who had been eager to fight but were now wishing they could run away.
"I'll give you a couplet. If you can match it, I won't go into the Green Jade Pavilion. I'll give the opportunity to everyone else."
"Okay, hurry up and say it!" Over a hundred voices responded simultaneously.
"Watch closely!" Pang Yu grabbed a brush and quickly wrote eleven large characters on another red banner that was originally intended to have the couplet "Tuning the zither, tuning a new tune, tune, tune, tune, tune, tune, tune, wonderful."
—Living in a Hakka home, lonely and cold, guarding a widow's window.
All eleven characters were left blank.
When the red banner was raised, a collective gasp filled the room; it was clear from the sound that no one could answer the couplet.
Sure enough, after the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, four or five hundred people hadn't uttered a single reply.
"Young master, please, our maids will guide you." Xianglan and Xiaowan smiled charmingly.
"Wait!" someone called out from behind.
"Can you match the couplet you gave?"
"Yes, can I?"
Pang Yu laughed loudly, "Hahaha, what's so difficult about that!" Under the admiring, worshipful, and slightly infatuated gazes of the four little girls, he recited aloud, "Lotus like a lotus, the vast twilight bitterly buries the flowers—surging waves, rivers, lakes, and seas wash away the sand—and another one, if you want to cultivate immortality or Buddhahood, follow a monk with your beloved—brothers, remember, if you want to cultivate immortality or Buddhahood, just follow a monk and never bring your wife, hahaha—hahaha—"
He actually recited three more in one go!!!
"Fourth Brother!" Chuixue rushed over, tears welling up in her eyes, "You're so amazing, so incredibly amazing! Li Bai, Du Fu, Bai Juyi, they all have to get lost. Fourth Brother, you are the surging rivers and seas, embracing all the streams in your heart; Fourth Brother, you are the bright moon in the sky, pointing me in the direction of progress in the lonely night..."
"The direction of your progress is women's lower bodies, get out!" Pang Yu kicked him away.
"Girls—" He clapped his hands, grinning mischievously at the four little girls, "Want to learn how to compose poems and couplets? Big brother can teach you for free!"
He held back the last part, "just exchange your underwear," his smile utterly shameless.
Ah, it truly proves the old saying—too much clarity leaves no fish, too much shamelessness makes one…
invincible!

"A Lone Man's Sino-Japanese War," one man is enough.

Chapter 83: The Impatient Fourth Brother and the Blushing Pretty Maid.

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Pang Yu stepped into the Green Jade Pavilion.
A place that every man in the world dreams of, yet few can actually set foot in.
And he was definitely the one who entered in the shortest time and with the most enthusiasm.
Pang Yu had imagined what kind of building could make this legendary beauty, the most famous courtesan in the land and also a princess, refuse to go to the residence of the Eighth Prince, which was comparable to the inner palace of the imperial court, and insist on living in this Green Jade Pavilion. Only now, standing in front of it, did he realize...
—After all, there are things in this
world that cannot be imagined through mere fantasy! The main hall of Green Jade Pavilion, though called a hall, was more like a large and elegant study. Every chair, table, cabinet, shelf, screen, etc., was exquisite and beautiful, made of pure sandalwood, rosewood, and mahogany. Despite its immense value, it exuded a unique elegance and refinement.
The walls were covered with calligraphy and paintings, depicting majestic mountains, birdsong and fragrant flowers, figures, ladies, animals, and fish. There were also wild cursive scripts, solemn regular scripts, and vigorous and ancient seal scripts. All kinds of works, with yellowed paper and clear seals, were genuine works by famous artists and masterpieces from various dynasties.
Behind the chairman's desk hung a large landscape painting, seemingly a recent work, perhaps even by Nangong Qinyi herself. The light, delicate colors and elegant, understated style perfectly complemented her temperament and talent.
Pang Yu sat in the guest seats, sipping his fragrant tea.
"The tea is finished, young lady, please give me the second question," he said, looking at Xianglan.
"Does the young master really want to answer so quickly?" Xianglan asked, somewhat surprised.
"The sooner I answer, the sooner I'll meet Master Nangong, isn't that right?" Pang Yu downed his tea in one gulp, his blatant gaze making the four young girls blush.
"Very well, then I'll give you the question," Xianglan said again.
"Young master, please listen, this is a math problem."
"Someone bought a chicken for eight coins, sold it to someone else for nine coins, then felt he'd lost too much by selling it too cheaply, so he bought it back for ten coins, and sold it to someone else for eleven coins. How many coins did he ultimately earn?" "
This question..." Pang Yu hesitated for a moment, "Hey, could you pour me another cup of tea?"
"Pfft—" Xiangjun laughed again.
Xiao Wan, standing beside her, rolled her eyes at her and tugged at her sleeve.
"He was just saying he wanted to answer the question quickly so he could see the young lady, but now he wants tea." The little girl Xiangjun was a bit unconvinced, her lips pouting so much they could hang an oil bottle.
"I asked for tea because this question is a little, a tiny bit complicated, and can't be explained in just a few words," Pang Yu said, feigning profundity as he stroked his sparsely bearded chin. "Of course, more importantly, the tea was served to me by Miss Xianglan. Her graceful demeanor and intelligent heart are all reflected in the cup, making me feel refreshed and relaxed, which naturally makes my answers more fluent."
"Hmph, shameless flattery!" The little girl Xiangjun stuck her tongue out at him. "If it weren't for Sister Lan, and I poured it for you, would you even be able to drink it?" He felt wronged.
He was clearly using the tea as an excuse to flirt with the girl; how did it become flattery?
Pang Yu felt very aggrieved.
"No, no, if Miss Xiangjun serves tea, I will go back and burn incense and pray to Buddha to thank the gods."
"Why?" The little girl blinked her bright eyes and asked happily, thinking that Pang Yu wanted to thank Buddha for letting such a smart, cute and beautiful girl serve him temporarily.
"Firstly, I'm so grateful to Buddha that I was able to get home without stomach aches or poisoning after drinking your tea. Secondly..." Seeing the little girl pouting and looking like she was about to explode, Pang Yu changed his tone at the right moment, "Secondly, I pray to the gods and Buddhas that the clever, cute, and beautiful Xiangjun won't be angry. Getting angry is bad for her skin. What I said earlier was just a joke, please don't take it seriously." His words made the little girl feel both embarrassed and annoyed, but also a little happy (because he had praised her). She cupped her red cheeks and glared at him, "Hmph, you're smart enough to know better."
As they bickered, Xianglan had already filled the teacup and presented it to Pang Yu.
"Please enjoy, sir. How long will it take to answer this question?"
"I already thought about it when you poured the tea."
Xiaowan and Yuanyuan beside her both looked surprised.
This man is shameless! It's obvious he's been flirting with Xiangjun, but when has he ever thought about the questions? He's incredibly arrogant and shameless!
Pang Yu's thick skin is a direct inheritance from Yue Buqun, the Gentleman Swordsman of the Huashan Sect. He wasn't even blushing or out of breath. He picked up his tea, took a couple of sips, closed his eyes, and pretended to savor it for a while. Only when the maids were getting impatient and secretly despised him did he slowly raise his hand, extending his index and middle fingers.
"Two coins?" It was Xiangjun again, rushing to ask first.
"Yes."
"Pfft—giggle—giggle—" Xiangjun burst into laughter, her body shaking with mirth.
The other three maids couldn't help but show their contempt.
This man, speaking so confidently, is actually a fool.
"Two coins, but it's a loss, a loss of two coins."
As soon as the words left her mouth, Xiangjun's pretty face froze, all her sarcasm turning into disbelief and astonishment.
"You...how could you..."
"Why do you think the chicken seller lost money instead of making a profit, and...lost two coins?" Xianglan gently touched her slightly protruding chest, barely suppressing her astonishment as she asked. Yuanyuan and Xiaowan, on the other hand, were completely stunned.
Pang Yu smiled but did not answer.
When the four maids all looked at him, their four pairs of bright eyes revealing a strong expectation for an answer, and Xiaoxiangjun even leaned forward and almost fell into his arms, he leisurely said, "This question is actually not difficult, not difficult at all. Simply put, it can be seen as three transactions. The first time, you buy for eight coins and sell for nine coins, making a profit of one coin; the second time, you sell for nine coins and buy for ten coins, losing one coin; the third time, you buy for ten coins and sell for eleven coins, making a profit of one coin."
He paused slightly, then continued, “Many people are misled by the question and can’t wrap their heads around it. They think it’s just two simple transactions: buy for eight coins and sell for nine, buy for ten coins and sell for eleven, making a profit of one coin each time, for a total of two coins—that’s the dumbest, dumbest, dumbest answer. Usually, only someone with water in their brain, a cramp, or who’s been kicked by a pig would…”
“Hehehehehehe—” Xiao Xiangjun was amused again, her adorable chuckle as she covered her mouth.
Pang Yu loved girls who laughed the most, and seeing her so cheerful, he couldn’t help but smile too, only to be sadly met with a big eye roll from the girl.
Xianglan suddenly interjected, “Young master, you just said that selling for nine and buying for ten resulted in a loss of one coin, which, combined with the two coins gained from the other two transactions, should have resulted in a total profit of one coin.”
“Is that so? Is that what you think, young lady?” Pang Yu smiled, looking up and staring into Xianglan’s eyes, staring unabashedly until she blushed and lowered her head in embarrassment.
“I, I…” Xianglan stammered, too embarrassed to speak.
Pang Yu, having thoroughly enjoyed her youthful charm, slowly began to speak.
"Buying in at eight coins and selling at eleven, he could have made a direct profit of three coins, but because he made two extra transactions, he only made one coin. Compared to the beginning, isn't that a loss of two coins?" He then laughed heartily, downed his tea in one gulp, shrugged, and gave a "See? Explaining this to you is really exhausting" look. He continued to look meaningfully at Xianglan, the head of the four maids, making her blush again.
It took about half a cup of tea's time for Xianglan to get used to Pang Yu's teasing gaze. She smiled and gave a graceful bow: "Young master, you are very talented. This servant admires you greatly."
"No need for admiration. Hurry up and finish the third question. I can't wait to see Miss Qinyi."
Xianglan lowered her head slightly, a meaningful smile spreading from her pink lips: "Young master, please don't be impatient. This third question must be asked to you personally by my young lady."

Chapter 84 of the main text: sy strengthens the body, yy strengthens the country.

Sorry, I was too tired last night and fell asleep at the table while writing. I can only update this morning. I'm sorry to have kept you all waiting. [Drunk][Exposed][Net]
How long is "wait a moment"? That's a big question.
Xianglan said, "Please wait a moment, young master," and led Xiangjun and Yuanyuan upstairs, leaving Xiaowan alone in the hall to serve him tea and a rest.
Pang Yu had imagined that soon he could have a passionate encounter with Nangong Qinyi, who was either veiled or hidden behind a curtain—no, he was wrong. He envisioned a brilliant intellectual contest, a resounding victory, followed by his signature charming smile as he gracefully lifted the curtain, more elegant than a gentleman, or like a seasoned playboy, gently removing the veil from her face with the hands that had caressed countless beauties… He
would be captivated by her unparalleled beauty and captivating charm, while she would be drawn to his extraordinary literary talent and playboy spirit. Then, a beautiful romance would unfold in the Green Jade Pavilion, a perfect union of talented scholar and beautiful woman.
Alas, it was all just Pang Yu's wishful thinking.
He waited in the hall for half an hour, but didn't even see a shadow of Nangong Qinyi.
No, not even a shadow, not even a sound.
“Miss Xiaowan.”
“What are your orders, young master?”
“Why have Miss Xianglan and the others been gone for so long?”
“Don’t worry, young master, Sister Lan will be back soon.”
…
“Miss Xiaowan.”
“What are your orders, young master?
” “When will your young lady… ” “Young lady
will be here soon. ”
… “Miss Xiaowan.” “What are your orders, young master? ” “Could you please pour me a cup of tea? ” “Yes, please wait a moment, young master. ” … “Miss Xiaowan.” “What are your orders, young master?” “Could you please stop saying that?” “ Yes, what do you need, young master?” “Pfft—” Pang Yu choked on the tea he had just drunk. There was nothing he could do. If it were any other girl, he might have already pulled out his lewd weapon—no, he would have thrown a silver brick at her. But Xiaowan’s voice was soft and gentle, and she was both obedient and cute. Calling him “young master” was so pleasant and smooth. Fourth Brother, usually a chivalrous man, couldn’t bring himself to be angry this time. He even suspected that Xianglan had deliberately kept Xiaowan behind! Because no one could bear to hurt such a well-behaved and adorable little girl. "Miss Xiaowan." "What does the young master need?" See? Still the same, cherry lips parted slightly, pearly teeth showing, that small, cute, fair-skinned, rosy face made one want to pinch it. "When will Miss Xianglan and the others return?" " Soon." "How soon is 'soon'?" "Very soon." "How soon is 'very soon'?" "I mean, immediately, in a little while, not long after. Young master, please wait a little longer, there's no need to be impatient." Pang Yu, who prided himself on his eloquence and indeed truly was, was speechless for the first time… "Miss Xiaowan." He took a deep breath, his expression instantly turning serious. "What does the young master need?" Pang Yu raised his fist in indignation, almost slamming it on the table, but instead clutched his stomach. "Miss Xiaowan, where's the outhouse? I ate something bad this morning, my stomach... my stomach hurts." Undoubtedly , Pang Yu was a clever man. Before he could drink, his favorite trick was to use the toilet as an excuse. During his four years of university, he never once passed out at a drinking party, finally developing a high tolerance for alcohol. He'd drink until he was drunk at the Imperial Incense Burner, then go to the Seven Show Pavilion for another drink, flirting with girls as he drank. But this time... after drinking seven cups of tea, and when the clever and obedient Xiaowan wanted to make him another cup, Pang Yu rationally chose... the toilet escape! Pang Yu was a grown man, and a grown man going to the outhouse wouldn't let a girl follow him. So, Pang Yu went to the backyard, didn't even enter the outhouse, and quickly climbed back over the fence. Damn it, are you playing me? Are you kidding me? Do you expect me to wait? Bah! I'm impatient! I'm not waiting anymore! I'll go find Nangong Qinyi myself. The Green Jade Pavilion is huge, truly huge, five floors with over a dozen rooms on each floor, all of them two-bedroom apartments. And it seems only Nangong Qinyi and her four maids live in this enormous pavilion. The gentle Xiaowan is still waiting foolishly in the main hall, while Xianglan, Yuanyuan, and Xiangjun are nowhere to be seen. Pang Yu went from the first floor to the third without finding a single soul. He easily, effortlessly, and without a trace of trouble, completing his infiltration without encountering any of the other maids or seeing the man in blue who had stopped him with a single hand yesterday. Completely unguarded! I can come and go as I please in this vast Green Jade Pavilion.

Pang Yu looked around to make sure Nangong Qinyi wasn't on this floor, then prepared to climb up to the fourth floor. Just as he was about to start, he suddenly heard faint sounds coming from a room ahead.
Without hesitation, Pang Yu went over and pressed his ear to the window to eavesdrop.
—Curiosity killed the cat, and that saying applies to men too.
"Oh no, oh no, oh no!" came an anxious, clear girl's voice from inside.
Hey, isn't that Xiao Xiangjun?
"Oh no, oh no, Miss only set two questions, thinking it would take at least seven or eight days for anyone to answer them, but this stinky servant solved them in no time! So, where are we going to set the third question?"
What?!
Pang Yu almost kicked the door open and gave the little girl a good beating.
So, Nangong Qinyi personally setting the questions was just a delaying tactic to fool me!
"There's no other way, we can only rely on Xiaowan to hold him off for now. Let's hurry up to the fifth floor and ask Miss for her decision." This time, it was Xianglan who spoke.
“But Sister Yuanyuan just went there, and Miss was just about to…” Her voice was so soft that Pang Yu didn’t hear her clearly.
“Then wait a little longer. If it really doesn’t work… if it really doesn’t work, just say Miss is unwell and ask him to come again tomorrow.”
“Is that… is that alright?” Yuanyuan asked worriedly.
“If it’s not alright, there’s nothing we can do.” Xianglan sighed softly. “Miss recently got the score for ‘Xiao Xiang Shui Yun’. She stayed in the music room practicing as soon as she got back yesterday, and even dinner was only eaten after she was urged several times. She also thought of these two questions on the way back to the capital. She originally thought that as long as Young Master Liu didn’t come to the capital, no one could answer them, but who knew…”
Pang Yu didn’t hear what she said after that, nor did he care. He only knew one thing.
— If he went back and waited, he wouldn’t be able to see Nangong Qinyi even if he sat there all day.
There was no other way, he had to go into the music room alone!
On the fourth floor, Pang Yu went up.
Without hesitation, he started searching room by room.
Although this place was the same size as the three floors below, the layout was completely different. There were only four large rooms in the east, west, south, and north.
Pang Yu walked into the first room and was immediately shocked!
The railings and windows were all made of sandalwood, inlaid with amber and turquoise, and curtains strung with pearls and crystal hung everywhere. Inside, there were precious beds and jade tables, brocade curtains and emerald canopies, a scene of unparalleled luxury and extravagance.
However, it was strange that this room seemed to have been unused for a long time. Although it was clean, thick layers of dust were still visible in certain small areas.
Pang Yu went to the room on the south side.
Good heavens! This time, he was in for a surprise.
Before even reaching the door, he could hear the rustling of clothes being undressed.
Peeking through the crack at the door, he exclaimed, "
Wow, this is a large bathhouse! Steam is rising from it!"
A slender and beautiful figure stood beside the artificially carved bathtub, seemingly preparing to…
take a bath!

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Chapter 85: A Beauty's New Bath, Fourth Brother's Feast for the Eyes

Updated! This chapter is extremely... no, it's extremely ambiguous, lewd, and shameless. Before reading, please make sure you are over eighteen and there are no women within three meters of you. Otherwise, you'll be considered a pervert and bear the consequences yourself. Don't come looking for me!
Pang Yu has seen many women bathe,
but he's truly rarely seen them undress before bathing. He's only ever seen it in Japanese action films (AV, abbreviated as ^_^). He's never seen it with his own eyes before!
The huge hall was filled with smoke, with only a pool of fragrant water in the middle. The edges and bottom of the water were made of high-quality marble, making it a special bath.
Beside the bath stood a fairy-like pink figure, her delicate white hands untying her belt and undressing.
She first removed her outer garment, a sheer silk robe and a pale pink silk skirt, revealing her slender, snow-white, jade-like legs and arms. She was left only in a pink undergarment that barely covered her body, unable to conceal her full, rounded breasts, revealing her captivating allure. Pang Yu was stunned, a surge of heat coursing through him.
The beautiful woman, completely unaware of the spying outside, gracefully stepped into the water, her side facing the entrance. Pang Yu's eyesight was sharp; even from a distance and through the mist, he could see clearly. He saw that the woman's skin was flawlessly white and smooth, with barely visible blue veins between her jade-like, smooth, and beautifully slender legs. The delicate inner thighs were almost translucent, their smooth, white flesh connecting to her slender, firm waist in a graceful, undulating motion. He longed to reach down and touch her, all the way to her boneless ankles.
Every inch of her skin was breathtaking, especially her breasts, so full, delicate, firm, and elastic that they stretched the fabric of her undergarments taut. As soon as the rope tied behind her neck was untied, a dazzling expanse of snow-white flesh peeked out, the tiny pink pearls at their tips bobbing slightly, causing Pang Yu's eyes to involuntarily flicker as well, leaving him mesmerized.
The undergarments slid slowly down her silky smooth skin, revealing her soft, delicate breasts, as smooth and lustrous as freshly peeled chicken heads, like two budding flowers, trembling gently amidst her glistening, fragrant skin. Her slender, supple waist, so delicate it seemed one could grasp it in one hand, evoked a tender desire to embrace her and caress her. If Pang Yu hadn't possessed the self-control of a gentleman, he probably would have pounced on her already.
Pang Yu didn't pounce; he simply pushed open the door gently and quietly moved to a more secluded spot
—it would be immoral, but ignoring a beautiful woman would be a waste. Pang Yu was an honest man; he couldn't bring himself to do such a cruel thing!
In the hazy mist, the beautiful woman's sculpted, jade-like body stood naked in the water, the dazzling spring light overflowing from the bath, making one's breath catch in
their throat. Her trembling, proudly erect breasts, her slender, boneless waist, her snow-white, smooth, full, and rounded breasts… her smooth, flat abdomen, her beautifully proportioned breasts, coupled with her exquisitely beautiful, angelic face, truly made her beautiful, alluring, and breathtakingly captivating—a masterpiece of God! Her beauty, as pure as poetry, as holy as a fairy, and as mysterious as a dream, was enough to drive every man in the world crazy!
The beautiful woman's body slowly slid into the water, the perfect temperature making her involuntarily let out a soft "Ah!" of pleasure. A few magnolia blossoms dotted the water, their delicate fragrance rising, a hint of intoxicating sweetness mingling with the aroma… The beautiful woman comfortably relaxed her body, completely ignoring the impending danger beside her!
Pang Yu moved closer, and through the light mist, he could see her beautiful face, as lovely as a fairy. She had willow-leaf eyebrows, almond-shaped eyes, a delicate nose, cherry lips, and rosy cheeks. Her flowing hair cascaded down her neck and shoulders, and below were her maddeningly firm breasts… Tall, well-proportioned, slender, and gracefully curvaceous, her figure was perfectly proportioned, without an ounce of excess fat. Her smooth, white abdomen was soft and supple, and a tuft of fine downy hair at the bottom, floating in the water, occasionally opening and closing, made Pang Yu's blood boil!
At this moment, the beautiful woman bent down, wiping her legs with her fingers. Her shapely breasts were squeezed into a beautiful arc, and drops of water dripped down her full breasts, which were curved into pointed bamboo shoots... Pang Yu felt a significant change in his lower body. His penis became hard and erect, and the flow of blood throughout his body accelerated. In particular, her body, covered with water droplets, appeared even more delicate and alluring, making it impossible not to caress her with one's hands!
"Swoosh—" Pang Yu was so engrossed in watching that he leaned forward and suddenly slipped, making a sharp sound.
"Who!?" The beauty in the pool heard it, but instead of falling into the water, she rose gracefully like a lotus emerging from the water. Drops of crystal-clear water slid down her smooth neck and rolled onto her jade-like chest. Her beautiful figure, veiled in the misty water, looked like a fairy in the ethereal mist, lightly removing her feathered robes by the Jade Pool, washing away the dust of the mortal world from her celestial body.
"No...no one, nobody!" Pang Yu clumsily tried to cover up his mistake while cursing inwardly: Damn it, these tattered cloth shoes are so slippery! I've told Pang Fu so many times to get me two pairs of deerskin boots, but the old bastard just wouldn't listen! See, see, now look what happened! You've ruined me!!!
Upon hearing the man's voice, the beautiful woman's bright eyes immediately turned in their direction. Pang Yu's heart pounded even harder, not out of fear of being discovered, but from the most primal human impulse! Wouldn't your heart race if a stunningly beautiful woman stood before you, completely naked?
Especially with such breathtaking beauty before him, he couldn't help but admire her, couldn't help but be moved!
Perfect curves, a perfect chest, a perfect waist, perfect legs—they were all glimpsed in Pang Yu's eyes like a fleeting glimpse before disappearing into the gauze robe in her hands.
Other girls would hide if they discovered someone peeping while bathing, but she walked straight out of the bath, her beautiful eyes fixed on Pang Yu without blinking.
A man can't back down, so Pang Yu steeled himself and walked over.
The beautiful woman looked him up and down, her eyes, which had been filled with anger, seemed to soften slightly. She glared at him and said, "You've got some nerve, not running away."
"This... I didn't mean to spy, but I feel deeply ashamed. If I ran away, wouldn't it be even more shameful?" Pang Yu started rambling again, thinking that perhaps scholars were more easily understood in this situation (what a twisted logic!).
"So, you've come to confess your sins?" The beautiful woman's eyes sparkled, and a faint smile appeared on her lips. Though fleeting like a white horse galloping past, her beauty in that instant was like a peony blooming in the dead of winter, dazzlingly beautiful.
“Exactly.”
The beautiful woman brushed her hair back with her slender hand, gazing at him leisurely. “You didn’t turn and run away, which makes you a decent man, but do you know what crime you’ve committed?”
“Crime? I’m not guilty. Blame Nangong Qinyi. She set the questions too easily, and I answered them all right away. The four little girls had no choice but to let me in to find him…”
A hint of surprise flashed in the beautiful woman’s eyes.
“Even if you had solved all the questions, Xianglan and the others wouldn’t have invited you upstairs. Didn’t you lie to Xiaowan after they left, saying you were going to the outhouse, and then sneak in from the backyard?”
“This… well… hehe…” Pang Yu felt a little guilty that she had seen through his actions. He chuckled awkwardly and changed the subject in a lewd manner. “Girl, I’m not trying to criticize you, but if you’re going to take a bath, you should at least put up some gauze curtains around the area or hang up a ‘Do Not Disturb in the Bath’ sign. Being so unguarded means anyone who comes in can just look at you for free…”
The beautiful woman’s face instantly turned cold, her incredibly cold and beautiful eyes staring at him coldly.
"You sneaked in while I was bathing, and you're going to blame me?"
"I came in by accident, how was I supposed to know there was a fairy-like beauty bathing here?" Pang Yu blinked, looking aggrieved.
—Women love to hear compliments; it's an eternal truth.
And few women can resist his subtle praise.
The beauty's expression softened, though a hint of anger remained in her eyes: "What if you had known?"
Without a second's thought, Pang Yu answered without hesitation: "If I had known there was a fairy-like beauty bathing here, and that there were no curtains separating us..."
"Then you wouldn't have come?"
"How could I? Even if my legs were broken, I would have crawled here!"
The beauty was truly stunned; she never dreamed a man would speak like that. This hateful, shameless servant, how could he have such a thick skin and such audacity? He was clearly peeping at a girl bathing and then spoke with righteous indignation. Did he even know what depravity and shame were?
The beautiful woman was truly enraged and was about to call someone to kick this shameless scoundrel out when she suddenly heard a furious shout outside the door, filled with the rage of thunder: "Qin Yi, who are you talking to! Is there a man in your bathroom?"

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