Ying Prefecture, Prefecture City
On the oxcart, Liao Qingye was lying gently in Pei Zi Yun's arms. She opened the curtains of the carriage and looked out at the crowd.
The little girl looked at the crowd selling kites outside and turned to look at Pei Zi Yun, "Big brother, bring me to fly kites next time. I've never flown kites with you."
She tugged at Pei Zi Yun's sleeves as she spoke. She then lowered her head and said, "In the past, when father was still alive, he always said he would bring me to fly kites. But we've never done it."
Hearing these words, Pei Zi Yun looked at her and saw tears in her eyes, "Alright, I'll bring you next time."
Pei Zi Yun patted Liao Qingye's head and said. Flying kites with father was something she would never have in this lifetime, but he could make it up to her.
"Thank you big brother!" The little girl heard Pei Zi Yun's reply and smiled. She then stretched out her chubby little hands and hugged Pei Zi Yun tightly.
Her skinny little hands were now chubby.
"Young Master, we've arrived at Fu Mansion." The oxcart driver spoke as Pei Zi Yun alighted from the carriage. A group of people were already waiting at the entrance to help his family settle down. When they entered the main hall, High Scholar Fu said, "Have a seat. I know you haven't eaten yet. I've already instructed the kitchen to prepare some snacks. Have some."
Pei Zi Yun waved his hands and picked up a piece before asking, "How's the situation in Prefecture City now?"
High Scholar Fu didn't know what Pei Zi Yun was thinking and replied, "The city is under the control of the Governor. After a year of experimentation, the three ports have been set up and are now operating at 200,000 taels of silver."
"The Imperial Court has already moved the Governor's office to the Governor's office. I've heard that the Governor has plans to expand the city and can't be the only port in Ying Prefecture."
"What about Ji Bei Hou?" Pei Zi Yun glanced at High Scholar Fu and asked.
"Not bad. I've heard that he took off his armor and was rewarded by the Emperor. Now I've heard that he's formed a fleet to trade with Japan and is earning quite a bit."
"Fleet, profit." Pei Zi Yun stood up and took two steps forward. He knew of the profits involved. If it were in the past, he would definitely join in. However, he didn't have the heart to do so now. He stood at the door and looked out, not speaking for a long time.
High Scholar Fu asked, "I've heard that your family has been bestowed a title by the Emperor and wanted to congratulate you. I wanted to congratulate you. Why are you looking like this?"
Pei Zi Yun laughed bitterly and shook his head, "Fortune and misfortune come hand in hand!"
At this point, a servant from within the Fu Mansion stepped forward with a letter in his hand. In a low voice, he said, "Young Master, just now, the third young master of the Hou Mansion sent someone to deliver a letter."
Pei Zi Yun received the letter and tore it open, revealing Wei Ang's handwriting, "Brother Pei, it's been a few months since we last met. Although there have been some misunderstandings, I do not wish for our friendship to be spoiled because of this. I hope that brother Pei will come, and allow me to apologise to you. We shall meet at the Tang Gong Temple, and I hope that brother Zi Yun will come personally."
"Tang Gong Temple? Isn't that the place where you and Wei Ang were assassinated? " Looking at the letter, Pei Zi Yun hesitated. He then looked at the servant, "Is the person who delivered the letter still around?"
"Young Master, the person who delivered the letter left after delivering the letter," the man quickly replied.
"Alright, you can leave now." Pei Zi Yun waved his hands and hurriedly finished his meal. He paced around the courtyard, his expression unreadable as he looked up at the sky. After a while, he returned to his room, retrieved some money and left.
As the night deepened, there was no sound from the mountain path. Only the sound of the wind could be heard, carrying with it a chill.
The Tang Gong Temple had long since closed its doors and extinguished its lights. In front of the temple, Pei Zi Yun stood at the edge of the cliff. Looking down, he could see the distant capital city. At this point, there were still many households with lanterns hanging in front of their doors. Some had oil lamps lit up in their homes, causing the entire city to be illuminated.
Pei Zi Yun looked at this scene and sighed. Seeing that there was no one around, he turned around and tapped the ground. Immediately, the ground caved in, revealing a huge pit.
Pei Zi Yun then buried the bag that he was carrying on his back into the pit. He covered it with dirt, revealing a thin thread. He then placed a piece of stone on top of the thread. Using his Dao Arts, the stone seemed to have taken root.
The top of the mountain, the empty ground, and the pavilions were all buried in several places. The fuse was placed on top of the stone and held in place using Dao Arts. All he had to do was to use a sword to pry it open and light it up.
After settling all these matters, Pei Zi Yun entered the Tang Gong Temple and bowed deeply, "Sorry to disturb you, Tang Gong. If there are any disturbances in the future, I shall make it up to you."
As he finished speaking, he looked up at the stars in the sky and sighed, "Wei Ang, you and I are not only fellow brothers, but we share the same interests. I hope that things will not develop to the point where it is difficult to predict my life and death."
Winter, Light Snow.
Several days later, Pei Zi Yun carried his umbrella and sword as he walked up the mountain path. This was his second time coming here. The mountain was lush and lush, and the forest was thick. Although it was winter, the sound of pine trees could be heard. As he climbed up, Wei Ang was already waiting for him at a pavilion. In front of him was a tea table.
Within the pavilion, a pot of water was boiling. Seeing Pei Zi Yun, Wei Ang greeted him, "You're here. The last time we talked about tasting tea together. Today, I've obtained some tea leaves. Let's drink together."
Pei Zi Yun walked up to Wei Ang and sat opposite him. Wei Ang picked up a teacup and poured some tea into it. He then rolled up his sleeves and poured the boiling water into the teacup. A sizzling sound could be heard. Wei Ang then said, "Please!"
Pei Zi Yun received the teacup in front of him and looked at the emerald color of the tea. The fragrance of the tea wafted through the air and he smiled, "Alright!"
He fiddled with the teacup, but did not drink it. He then heard Wei Ang say, "I wonder if junior brother Pei has composed any new poems recently?"
Hearing Wei Ang's words, Pei Zi Yun placed the teacup down and looked at him, "Wei Ang, we've known each other for a long time, and yet you still don't understand me. Without wine, there can't be a poem!"
"Indeed, I've forgotten. Men, bring me some wine." Wei Ang ordered.
Pei Zi Yun smiled and waved his hands, "There's no need, I've brought some myself."
As he said this, he retrieved a silver flask from his robes and gulped down a mouthful of wine. He then stood up and started reciting, "If life is like the first time we met, why does the autumn wind grieve the painting fan. The heart of an old friend changes, but the heart of an old friend changes easily. "
Outside the pavilion, it was snowing lightly, as the snowflakes fell gently, bringing with them a chill. When Pei Zi Yun finished reciting the poem, Wei Ang's face turned pale. He paused for sometime before sighing, "What a good poem. No wonder you're the Wine Immortal. You're right. If life is like the first time we met, how wonderful it is!"
As soon as Wei Ang finished speaking, he grabbed a teacup and threw it on the ground. Following this sound, a large number of soldiers rushed out from within the temple. Wei Ang then retreated hastily and hid among the soldiers. He then continued, "Even if I don't have this family in my next life, I still wish to be friends with you."
At this point, the soldiers parted, and a eunuch walked out from within the crowd.
The eunuch's face was pale and beardless, and he had a dignified expression on his face, "Master Top Scorer is truly talented. I was touched by your poem as well. However, you've spoiled my master's plans. Today, I'll have to borrow your head."
Pei Zi Yun stood within the pavilion and looked around. He noticed that these people were all clad in armor and had shields protecting their hearts. All of them had swords unsheathed and were waiting for something. His expression turned serious, "King Lu's black robed guards? Has Ji Bei Hou colluded with King Lu? "" I've let you down. " Wei Ang spoke out from within the crowd, his expression was somber, "However, this isn't considered collusion. King Lu is the ruler, and we are his subjects. Since the ruler has given his orders, the subjects have to obey."
"That's right. Master Top Scorer has good eyesight. It's a pity that you drank the poisoned tea, and died without suffering any pain, and even left your corpse intact. You didn't drink it, and now you're left with your weapons."
"I've heard that you've become a Yin Master Daoist Master. Do you think you can use your Dao Arts in front of me?"
"Three years ago, the leader of the Cave Spiritual Monastery was also a Yin Master Daoist Master. However, he was disrespectful to my master. I brought a group of soldiers and chopped off his head."
The eunuch saw that Pei Zi Yun wasn't moved at all. He then laughed coldly, "Master Top Scorer, I've had plenty of experience dealing with Daoists like you. Do you think I'm joking?"
As he spoke, he retrieved an insignia, which had dragon inscriptions on it. He then shouted out, "King Lu has given his orders. Pei Zi Yun's crimes cannot be pardoned. Kill him."
"Boom!" Pei Zi Yun could hear the roar of a dragon. His entire body froze. His powers were still present, but he couldn't use them.
"Haha, without your Dao Arts, even if you're strong, how many of my soldiers can you kill?" The eunuch spoke as the soldiers charged towards him.
"Hahaha!" Pei Zi Yun laughed out loud as he looked at the soldiers in front of him. He then looked at Wei Ang who was hidden amongst the crowd, "You're my good friend, and yet you've come this far."
Hearing these words, Wei Ang raised his head and shouted, "Wait!"
Hearing Wei Ang's words, the soldiers stopped in their tracks. Wei Ang seemed to have made up his mind as he looked at Pei Zi Yun. His face was filled with guilt, "Although we've only known each other for a short period of time, I've always treated you with sincerity and treated you like a friend. It's just that as a member of Hou Mansion, I have no choice."
"I've thought about it for a long time, and finally understood. I am the third young master of Ji Bei Hou. Without Hou Mansion, I have nothing." Wei Ang spoke as his face turned calm, "But don't worry, I will take care of your mother. As long as I'm alive, I will not allow her to be bullied by anyone."
"Haha, Wei Ang, you've said it well. But I can return these words to you. If it's possible, I shall spare your family's bloodline. Consider it as a token of our friendship." Pei Zi Yun smiled coldly, without any hint of desperation.
"You?" Wei Ang shouted out.
"Kill him!" The eunuch felt that something was amiss, and his hair stood on end. He then gave the order to the soldiers on his left and right.
"Wei Ang, do you know why I'm fighting for this time?" Pei Zi Yun laughed out loud as he reached out from his sleeves and lit a match.
He then took a step forward and used his sword to pick up a piece of stone. He then tossed the match into the fire. Pei Zi Yun then hesitated no longer as he leapt towards the cliff. He turned around and smiled, "Goodbye!"
As he said this, he jumped off the cliff.
"No, run." Wei Ang felt a sense of fear creeping up his spine. He turned around and tried to escape. He had only taken a few steps when he heard a loud boom. The entire pavilion flew up into the sky, along with many of its limbs.
"Hm, even if your soldiers are as numerous as the clouds, do you think you can fight against my gunpowder?"
"And it's mixed with poisonous gunpowder."
Pei Zi Yun jumped off the cliff and felt his entire body lighten. The Dao Restrictive Spells had disappeared. He then stretched out a finger and a piece of cloth on his body unfurled. It transformed into a pair of wings as he glided off into the distance. In the blink of an eye, he had disappeared.
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