"What's wrong, Mistress Cloud?" High Scholar Fu asked with concern.
Yu Yun Jun frowned and sighed, "I don't know if it was the right thing to do to bring Pei Zi Yun into the sect."
Seeing that High Scholar Fu was confused, she gazed into the distance for a long time before turning around and said, "The Qi of a noble person is like a cloud, you know that too."
"Originally, this person had a mixture of white and red in the middle. This was the Qi of a High Scholar, and was not rare."
"But just now, the Qi of the moon slowly took shape. Originally, it was stacked on top of each other, and the color was a little muddy. Today, it turned into a green line, with a hint of color.
Hearing this, High Scholar Fu paused for a long time before asking, "A green line with a hint of color, what does that mean?"
"Green is the origin of the poem, it's just that no one knows about it. If someone were to praise it, it would be a rainbow, followed by red, yellow and green. As time passes, the red and yellow would change into a pure green."
"Once it becomes pure green, it means that this person has completed his work, and is immortal. He might not be inferior to the Dao Sects. That's why I said to bring Pei Zi Yun into the sect. I don't know if it was the right thing to do."
High Scholar Fu thought about how Pei Zi Yun's writings and poems had spread throughout the entire province. He even heard that the news of his wine had spread to the entire capital. His heart skipped a beat as he moved his lips, but didn't say anything. He then said, "I heard from you that Pei Zi Yun is very talented in Dao arts?"
"Yes, he's skilled in both literature and martial arts." Yu Yun Jun was at a loss.
"Isn't that a good thing? No matter what, he's your disciple. The one who will bring glory to your sect will be him." High Scholar Fu said before sighing, "A son should be like Pei Zi Yun."
Hou Mansion
"Brother Wei, I've finished reading your book, I'm here to return it to you." A guard led Pei Zi Yun to Wei Ang's courtyard. The last time Pei Zi Yun was in Hou Mansion, Wei Ang had instructed him that if Pei Zi Yun came looking for him, he should just bring him in.
As he entered the courtyard, Pei Zi Yun called out to Huang Li, "Young Master Pei is here. My master has gone out, and will be back soon. Please take a seat."
Huang Li was very polite as she invited Pei Zi Yun into her room to take a seat. She was brewing tea.
The teapot was still steaming, and a serving maid was fanning the fire. After sitting down for a while, he heard a voice from outside, "Brother Pei is here?"
As he spoke, he saw Wei Ang walk in. He was dressed in wide sleeves and looked very elegant.
"Brother Pei, are you here because you've finished reading?" When Wei Ang saw that Pei Zi Yun was holding two packets of oil paper in his hands, his eyes lit up. Pei Zi Yun laughed, "I've finished reading, and am here to return them."
Wei Ang then said, "There's no need to return these original copies to me. Brother Pei can keep them."
Pei Zi Yun then returned the seven manuals which Wei Ang had given him. Wei Ang then placed them down and said, "Brother Pei, it's rare for you to come out, and you shouldn't stay in your room for too long. Why don't we go out for a walk?"
"Of course!" Pei Zi Yun had finished writing his book and was in a good mood.
The group of them then brought some wine and headed out. This mountain was located north of the prefecture and wasn't very big. When they climbed to the top, they could see the entire prefecture city. When they reached the top, they saw that the entire mountain was grey in color.
"Brother Pei, there's a spring at the top of the mountain, which keeps the entire mountain green and lush. The path is secluded and the forest is lush. It's very impressive. Many scholars built a pavilion here to look out into the distance. From here, you can see the sea of clouds as the sun rises."
"Further up is the Soup Gong Temple."
Pei Zi Yun walked up the steps and arrived at the pavilion. He looked around and saw that although it was winter, there were still many pine trees around the mountain. The sound of the wind rustling the pine trees could be heard. As he walked up, he saw a temple.
The temple wasn't very big, and there were only a few incense sticks. He looked up and saw a plaque in front of the temple. On it were the words' Soup Gong Temple 'written in gold.
"This Soup Gong was extremely popular for a period of time. During the previous dynasty, Soup Gong accompanied the Emperor and was attacked. He protected the Emperor as he broke out of the encirclement. He blocked the arrows that flew like locusts and protected the Emperor until he died in battle."
"After the Emperor escaped from a great calamity, he built a temple in this city. His descendants inherited the title of Count."
"During the previous dynasty, not only did the descendants worship the Emperor, the government also worshipped the Emperor. Now that the dynasty has been established, although this temple has not been abolished, nor will it be abolished for the loyal subjects to worship the Emperor, they have not conferred titles to the Emperor either."
"More importantly, the Tang family was destroyed along with the previous dynasty. The Tang family's title has been removed, and the descendants are now commoners. The number of worshippers has decreased by the day, and there's no one to maintain the temple. What a pity!"
At this point, the cold wind brought with it some rain. Hearing these words, the few of them felt their hearts tremble. Pei Zi Yun then said, "The rise and fall of the human world has its own reasons. It's just that the will of the heavens is as deep as the sea, and we can't understand it."
As he spoke, a servant saw a stone table and hurriedly brought out some dishes. He then smiled, "Two young masters, please have a drink to dispel the cold. We should celebrate as well."
"That's right." The two of them took turns to drink as they chatted. Four guards stood guard around the temple. After drinking a few cups of wine, someone shouted for them to kill.
Pei Zi Yun turned around and saw seven or eight martial artists charging towards him with blades in their hands.
"Holy Jail Sect sent people to kill me?" Pei Zi Yun's hair stood on end, and was about to draw his sword when he saw the guards beside Wei Ang. They drew their blades, and three of the guards charged forward, while the last one stood guard beside Wei Ang.
As soon as Pei Zi Yun drew his sword, there was a faint sound coming from the side of the cliff. Pei Zi Yun had just drawn his sword when he saw a martial artist charging towards Wei Ang. He shouted, "Ji Bei Hou is a traitor. You shall pay for the lives of the people of Fu County."
Before this person could reach him, Wei Ang's bodyguard stepped forward to protect him. His face turned cold as he slashed his blade towards the martial artist. This bodyguard's martial arts skills were extremely high, and the martial artist tried to defend himself. Within a few moves, he was slashed across the abdomen, and was bleeding profusely.
The martial artist retreated to the side of the cliff, gasping for breath. His original plan was to have a few people attack him, and yet it didn't work. His eyes were bloodshot as he shouted, "Traitors, you are accomplices to the pirates."
As he gasped for breath, his face became paler and paler as he spat out a mouthful of blood.
The bodyguard swung his blade, and the martial artist's shoulder was sliced off. He fell to the ground, spitting out blood. His eyes were filled with unwillingness, and his mouth was still moving, as if he was mumbling names, "Ah Mao, Ah Jin, I'm coming …."
"Kill!" The guards' martial arts were very strong. In just a short while, they had killed all the attackers. Only one of the guards was slightly injured. They captured one alive and was escorted by two other guards. Wei Ang stepped forward and asked, "Who are you? Why did you attack me? "
"Pei! Your Ji Bei Hou Mansion colluded with the pirates. All of you deserve to die. I only hate that my martial arts skills aren't good enough, and allowed me to be captured by you. You can kill me if you want. I, Chen Nan, am not a good man anymore. Eighteen years later, I will become a good man again. I will kill Ji Bei Hou and his entire family, and avenge the people of Fu County."
When Pei Zi Yun heard this, he couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine. Could it be that there was more to this than meets the eye?
Wei Ang had a puzzled look on his face as he scolded, "My Ji Bei Hou Mansion has always been protected by the Imperial Court ever since Master Hou was born. We have protected An Prefecture, and wiped out all the pirates. How could we collude with the pirates? Don't slander us."
Chen Nan, who was kneeling on the ground, laughed coldly and was about to speak, "Don't you know …."
But before he could finish his sentence, the bodyguard beside Wei Ang stepped forward and waved his blade. At that point, the martial artist's neck was sliced off. Blood splattered everywhere as the bodyguard scolded, "Damn you, how dare you slander Ji Bei Hou Mansion. Kill you."
The bodyguard then turned around, "Young Master, these bandits might have other accomplices. It's not a good time to play today. Let's leave quickly and report this to the Mansion."
This man was the leader of the guards, and knew how to handle an attack.
Wei Ang was feeling uneasy, as the bodyguard stood guard around Wei Ang and Pei Zi Yun, glaring at them like a tiger watching its prey. He then slowly retreated.
Chen Nan's blood was all over the ground. When Pei Zi Yun passed by, he noticed that there was a piece of paper on his body. He then waved his hand and pointed at Chen Nan. The bodyguard looked around and didn't make a move.
Now that something like this had happened, it was impossible for them to play. The bodyguard escorted Wei Ang to the foot of the mountain. When they returned to the mansion, the bodyguard went to report the assassination attempt. Before long, someone rode a horse out of the mansion and headed towards the yamen. This was a case of an assassination attempt on the third son of Hou Mansion. This was not a small matter. Even the Governor would have to deal with it.
Before long, Shen Zhi arrived. Seeing that Wei Ang was unharmed, he heaved a sigh of relief and stepped forward, "Young Master, it's a good thing you're alright. Don't go out for the next few days. Wait for the guards and the yamen to investigate the matter, and wipe out the remaining assassins before you go out."
Wei Ang's expression didn't look too good. He stood up and clasped his hands, "We shall do as Mister says."
Shen Zhi then said, "Top Scorer Pei, after today's incident, Hou Mansion will definitely investigate the matter. I will send some guards to escort Top Scorer Pei back. I hope master Top Scorer will understand."
Pei Zi Yun agreed. Before long, the guards escorted Pei Zi Yun back to Fu Mansion on an ox-cart.
On the ox-cart, Pei Zi Yun looked around and saw that there was no one around. He then retrieved a piece of paper and looked at it carefully. It was a note of gratitude from the pirates. It was written in Chinese and mixed in Japanese. It was clear that the pirates were thanking Ji Bei Hou Mansion. But how did these people get their hands on it?
Pei Zi Yun hesitated.
Combined with the fact that they had tried to assassinate the martial artist, it seemed like these people were from Fu County. He didn't know where they got their hands on this piece of paper, but they saw Wei Ang and decided to attack him.
This letter could have been forged, or it could have been framed. Pei Zi Yun squinted his eyes and thought back to the Fu Sang warriors he had met in Hou Mansion. He remembered that in his previous life, the Governor had attempted to assassinate them. Then, the imperial court ordered Master Hou to kill them.
Soon, the pirates were wiped out. Up until the time of the original owner's death, there was no news of them rising again.
Although Ji Bei Hou had done such a great deed, he was sentenced to death a few years later. His crime was disrespectful. Looking at it now, Pei Zi Yun felt a little better.
'Based on the current situation, the dynasty has been established. The military power of the generals has been reduced, and the military power has been changed. The Governor has the backing of the imperial court, and has been suppressing Master Hou. '
'Master Hou was not satisfied. Looking at the results, it seems like he didn't collude with the pirates. Instead, he was supporting the pirates. In the end, the pirates were wiped out. '
Although Wei Ang didn't die in the previous life, he kept a low profile. Pei Zi Yun could guess why. He then sighed, "Wei Ang, do you know about this or not?"
"It's fine if you don't know. But if you do, although we have a good relationship, it would be difficult for it to continue." Pei Zi Yun sighed. Any normal person would not be able to forget the massacre of the pirates.
'According to my memories, the assassination attempt on the Governor happened a few days later. Although it didn't succeed, the Governor did not know about it. '
'I can use this opportunity to save the Governor, and gain a good relationship with him. However, I would definitely offend Ji Bei Hou. If I let Ji Bei Hou continue to support the pirates, in the next few years, the pirates would definitely invade An Prefecture. When that time comes, the people would be plunged into misery and suffering. Pei Zi Yun made up his mind. Just then, he heard High Scholar Fu shouting, "Zi Yun, are you there?"
"Uncle Fu, I'm here." After alighting from the oxcart, High Scholar Fu looked around and relaxed. He then said, "The entire city was under martial law. It was said that the third son of Ji Bei Hou was assassinated. I heard that you went as well. I was worried, and came to see if you were alright."
"Thank you uncle Fu for your concern. Today, the third son and I went to the mountains to play. There was indeed an assassination attempt. I'm fine. Before I could do anything, the guards had already killed all the assassins."
"Oh yes, have there been any invitations for the Governor's banquet? The situation within the prefecture is unclear, and I would like to go take a look." Pei Zi Yun asked.
High Scholar Fu was surprised at first, before regaining his composure. He then said, "You've been studying at home these past few days, and I thought you'd forgotten. Of course there will be invitations. You can go when the time comes."
"You and I are scholars, and should prioritize the Governor."
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