That morning, the Assistant Minister of the Board of War, Xie Wuyuan, was still waiting at home for his father-in-law to demand justice. Just as he was thinking about how he should kick Yun Yang when he was down …
The entire residence was surrounded.
With a single command, the entire family was thrown into jail. Other than the mistress, who was protected by Grand Tutor Liu and brought back to the Residence of Grand Tutor, the others were all tied up and taken away, thrown into the prison. They were sentenced on the spot to be executed three days later!
This matter made all the people who were waiting to watch the show dumbfounded!
Shouldn't it be the one who was arrested? Why was it the one who was beaten up who was arrested instead?
This incident quickly formed an undercurrent among the aristocratic families in Tiantang City. It seemed that the young master of Marquis of Heavenly Clouds was not someone to be trifled with.
It was too scary.
At this moment, Ji Ling was in the most luxurious inn in Tiantang City, Room Number One. She stomped her feet angrily, "Why didn't this bastard be arrested?"
There were a few other girls in the room, all of them sitting lazily, some even sprawled lazily on Ji Ling's bed, their small, jade-like feet bouncing up and down in boredom, tapping on the bed with a loud thud.
These young ladies of aristocratic families looked like they were peerless beauties in public, but in front of their bosom friends, they had no image at all.
"Hey, why are you so angry, little sister? Bastard? "One of the girls raised her voice, pretending to be surprised." When did Little Sister Ji get to know a bastard? Why didn't we know? "
Ji Ling snorted and said, "You know? If you don't lose your appetite after seeing him, I'll take it that you've seen a fake one! "
"Oh, there's such a person … us sisters would like to meet him." The girl giggled. "Such an interesting person …"
Ji Ling pouted and snorted. She rolled her eyes, "Interesting? Wait until he pisses you off, then you'll know what's interesting!
In the next moment, five to six girls pounced on her.
"What's his name?"
"How tall?"
"Is he handsome?"
"Is he handsome?"
"Is he fat?"
"What about his figure?"
"How's his family background?"
One of the girls was smitten. "Wow, I suddenly feel like … I'm going to meet my prince …"
Ji Ling clutched her forehead.
"You guys are hopeless …"
"Hurry up and tell us. We'll go take a look."
"That's right. Maybe I can find my Mr. Right."
"If this little wench doesn't want to talk, let's beat her up!"
"Go!"
"Spare me …"
In an instant, the demons danced wildly.
…
Just as Yun Yang stepped out of the room, he saw Lao Mei and Fang Mofei standing in front of the door.
"Oh?" Yun Yang was surprised.
What was going on?
It was one thing for Lao Mei to stand here. Fang Mofei found it difficult to even stand, how could he be standing here like a stick?
"Young Master, there's someone called Chen San outside. He's been sitting by our door since last night … "Lao Mei said," He hasn't left yet. "
Yun Yang nodded. "Understood."
Fang Mofei said, "Young master, this … I don't know how to put it. When I was cultivating last night, I vaguely felt that many people had entered our residence …"
"They're all experts." Fang Mofei's face was solemn. "They seem to be searching for something. Young Master, you must be on your guard."
The heavens had taken pity on him. Fang Mofei had been badly frightened last night.
He did not know why his cultivation speed was so fast and his deific consciousness had recovered. Fang Mofei had been overjoyed as he scanned the surroundings with his deific consciousness.
His hairs stood on end.
He could only feel that there were strangers coming and going in the Residence of Yun, coming and going, some coming and going, some coming and going in groups of three to five …
Fang Mofei could also feel that most of the people who came were experts of the fifth or sixth mountain. Some were even higher than him and there were definitely quite a number of such experts.
For the second half of the night, these people had come and gone at least fifty to sixty times. If there was only one person at a time … then there must be at least fifty to sixty experts!
Was this a f * cking market?
Fang Mofei broke out in cold sweat. He had thought that it would be more peaceful and safe in the Residence of Young Master Yun; who would have thought that there would be such a situation? It was even more frightening than venturing into the tiger's den in the martial world.
Yun Yang smiled faintly. "Don't worry, let them come. Feel free to come, this is the main road here. "
There was an inexplicable meaning to the smile on his face.
Fang Mofei blinked, unable to comprehend it.
He wanted to ask, "Your own home has been treated as a market by others, they can't wait to set up a stall here and start trading. What are you smiling about?"
Four little fur balls followed Yun Yang's heels as they tumbled out of the room and messed around on the ground.
Fang Mofei heaved a sigh of relief.
He could not help but want to laugh as well.
These people must be here to look for the legendary ninth level mystical beast cub. However, this cub was right under their noses but they could not see it. They were still searching for it as if they were going to a market. Was this not funny?
He felt that his young master must be laughing at this as well.
Therefore, Fang Mofei gave Yun Yang a knowing smile as well.
However, Yun Yang was not laughing at this. Fang Mofei was wrong.
…
Early in the morning.
Yun Yang had received five visiting cards and an invitation.
The four great young masters of the East, West, North, and South wanted to talk to Yun Yang to improve their relationship. Ximen Wandai, who had been taken advantage of, was especially enthusiastic.
The other visiting card was pink and the handwriting was elegant. "I have long heard of Young Master Yun's great name. Us sisters have admired you for a long time … Hmm, we would like to pay you a visit …"
That was the general meaning.
Yun Yang was extremely surprised by this visiting card.
Where did it come from?
Looking at it, it seemed like a group of sisters from the brothel were coming over. What were they here for? Yun Yang touched his face, feeling that it was a sin for him to be so handsome.
The other invitation card was very straightforward. When Yun Yang saw the invitation, he was stunned as well.
It was an invitation from the Residence of Marshal.
Old Marshal Qiu Jianhan had invited Yun Yang to meet him at the residence tonight and had prepared some wine …
Yun Yang sighed.
"Where are these people who are coming to visit?" Yun Yang asked, "Please come in."
Lao Mei's expression was interesting. "None of them are here …"
Yun Yang was speechless. Visiting card, what did it mean? You hold the visiting card and pass it through the door. Then, you wait outside the door and enter after the owner has given permission.
This was called a visiting card.
In other words, since the visiting card was already in the hands of the owner, the guest must be outside the door.
However, the visiting card was already in his hands, but the guest had not come!
"Don't these people understand the ways of the world?" Yun Yang felt that this guess was a little unreliable.
They were all elites of influential families, how could they not understand? However, why did the person who had sent the visiting card not come?
Yun Yang then tossed the matter aside. It was up to them whether they came or not.
Turning to leave the residence, he saw Chen San sitting upright by the side. His face looked weathered, obviously having sat here for an entire night.
"Chen San, go back." Yun Yang said gently, "Everything is fine now."
Chen San said stubbornly, "Young master has done this lowly one a great favor, and you've caused a great deal of trouble for this lowly one. How can this lowly one just leave like this? This lowly one will wait here. If there are officials who come looking for trouble with young master, this lowly one will know what to do. "
Yun Yang said, "The matter has been resolved. Xie Wuyuan and his family have all been sent to the prison. Don't you know that?"
"Really?" Chen San stood up abruptly, his eyes glowing. "That bastard is guilty of countless crimes. I didn't think that he would have such a day."
Yun Yang smiled.
"Since the matter has been resolved, this lowly one will go home. It won't look good on young master if I keep waiting here. " Chen San said, "However, young master's great favor is unparalleled. If there's anything you need me to do in the future, this lowly one will go through fire and water and die a thousand deaths!"
As he spoke, he knelt down and gave two kowtows before leaving.
Yun Yang chased after him and stuffed a gold ingot into his hand, saying, "Go home and live a good life … Sigh." He wanted to say more, but he could not bring himself to do so.
The military man who had once bathed in blood on the battlefield was now crippled, struggling to make a living and suffering humiliation. However, there was still a sense of gratitude in his heart that he held on to.
Unable to refuse, Chen San could only accept it. He was moved, his eyes brimming with tears, almost choking as he said, "Thank you, young master … Chen San is eternally grateful for young master's bravery … Sigh, back then, the Nine Supremes Lords were awe-inspiring. No one in the entire nation dared to disrespect the wounded … It's a pity that heaven is blind and does not bless the kind. Ever since the Nine Supremes Lords left, this lowly one …"
Two drops of warm tears fell. "Thank you, young master."
Looking at Chen San's back, Yun Yang felt a torrent in his heart. Back then, when the Nine Supremes were awe-inspiring, who in the entire nation dared to disrespect the wounded?
"They're here, they're still here, they've always been here," Yun Yang said quietly in his heart.
Returning to the courtyard, he was still feeling melancholy.
"Old Marshal's invitation …" Yun Yang frowned. "It's impossible that he's suspicious of my identity. Then … why? For beating up Xie Wuyuan yesterday? "
"Xie Wuyuan's incident involved the Nine Heavens Dictum. It looks like Old Marshal wants to use me as a breakthrough point?"
Yun Yang smiled faintly.
No matter what, he had to make this trip.
Yun Yang walked in slowly, frowning as he pondered. Suddenly, he felt a chill run down his spine. With a sudden thought, he threw himself to the ground.
Thud, thud, thud. Three small flying daggers pierced deep into the trees in front of Yun Yang like three bolts of lightning. Only then did the swishing sound of the air being pierced.
After Yun Yang had thrown himself to the ground, he had already moved horizontally at the same time. In a flash, he was already behind a tree. With a twist of his body, it was as if he had disappeared into thin air.
At the same time, Lao Mei roared in anger. His body flashed in the air, leaving a few afterimages as he dashed out.
There was an assassination attempt!
On the opposite roof.
A masked man dressed in green looked at the Residence of Yun's entrance in shock, his eyes filled with disbelief.
With his mystical cultivation base that had climbed to the fifth peak, he had actually failed to assassinate a small ant who was not even at the first peak with a hidden weapon! Furthermore, he had been muddle-headed, not knowing how he had failed!
He only knew that the moment he was about to strike, the target had suddenly fallen to the ground. In fact, when the flying dagger had left his hand, the original target's location was already empty!
How could this have happened?
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