Following Aguda, he accumulated military merits and was conferred the title of Marquess. Although Wanyan Wenqin's family was poor in the Yun Zhong Mansion, it was only when compared to other noblemen of the same rank. His family could enter the palace at any time and greet all the important figures. The annual rewards were enough for ordinary people to live happily for the rest of their lives.
However, the Jin Kingdom had just been established and many things and rules were still in a period of turmoil. Wanyan Wenqin's Marquess grandfather had passed away and he had only one son. Coupled with his weak health, it was predictable that his family would be in dire straits. In such an environment, people would only feel resentful if they had a title.
Wanyan Wenqin grew up in such an environment. He could not practice martial arts and could only write. But to be honest, he grew up in the Jurchen clan. Under the premise that everyone worshipped bravery, he did not grow up in such an environment. Although the Goddess of Grains was knowledgeable, she was respected because she was highly skilled in martial arts. Wanyan Wenqin was ridiculed since he was young. At least he thought so. His desire to learn literature gradually faded.
But he liked to listen to stories and stories.
In the early years, the Jurchen rose to power and conquered the Liao Kingdom. Among the Liao people and the Wu Kingdom, there were some knowledgeable people. Wanyan Wenqin's family found him some teachers. The hot-tempered Wanyan Wenqin was annoyed and beat them out. He even killed a few of them. But he always had the habit of listening to stories. A few years ago, there was an old scholar who was kidnapped from the Wu dynasty. Wanyan Wenqin gradually became fond of him.
This old scholar of the Wu Dynasty told stories that were captivating but not vulgar. He told him some stories, and occasionally taught him some idioms or vocabulary of the south. At first, Wanyan Wenqin didn't realize it, but when he was interacting with people, he casually said a few words and explained it to them. His family felt that the young master was very smart and that there was hope for the family. After praising him, Wanyan Wenqin finally realized the benefits of being educated and having knowledge.
He started to pay attention to the old scholar and found out that the old man was called Dai Mo. He was a famous person in Bianliang. Wanyan Wenqin asked Dai Mo to tell him stories. Apart from telling him stories, he would occasionally talk about various kinds of knowledge, his knowledge of the world, and his views on the world. Only then did Wanyan Wenqin's various ideas "grow".
Wanyan Wenqin, who had grown up in the Northern Lands, had always felt that there was no hope for him. In the past, he only had a bad temper and would randomly beat and scold people. Dai Mo sorted out all of this for him and told him many stories about how even a weak man could achieve great things. Wanyan Wenqin's heart surged with excitement. Only then did he find a path. He also gradually came to understand that the Jurchens had used force to establish their country. But after the country had stabilized, knowledgeable scholars were what the country needed the most. Fists could no longer solve problems.
Wanyan Wenqin saw hope. Last year, an old man named Dai Mo fell seriously ill. Wanyan Wenqin was afraid that he would not be able to read anymore, so he asked his family to cure him no matter what. For this reason, he even gave up one of his family's treasures. After the old man recovered, he told Wanyan Wenqin the truth. He was the successor of the Way of the Spring and Autumn Ghost Valley and the Way of Crisscrossing. He was knowledgeable and paid attention to the game between people. Unfortunately, the power of knowledge was limited and he did not understand it to the deepest level. The Wu dynasty had many problems. He wanted to serve his country but was powerless to do so. After he was taken to the Jin Kingdom, he wanted to take his knowledge with him to the underworld, but he did not expect to meet such a kind young master …
According to Dai Mo, the Way of the Ghost Valley and the Way of Crisscrossing was about the knowledge of the world. It was not something that could be learned just by reading books. Wanyan Wenqin thought that he was born to be the successor of this Way.
The Jin Kingdom had been peaceful for ten years. It had always yearned for the literary affairs of the Wu dynasty. Wanyan Wenqin had been sullen for nearly twenty years. Finally, he had this adventure. In all the stories he had heard, the protagonists were virtuous people. It was not uncommon for them to encounter such an adventure. Moreover, looking at the oppression of the Han slaves by the other Zhenrens and his attitude towards Dai Mo, he felt that he had no qualms about bowing down to her. In the following year, he listened to Dai Mo talk about all kinds of dangerous things in the world. He talked about the treachery of people's hearts and how to solve problems. Since then, a new world had opened up in his mind. Occasionally, Dai Mo would tell him all kinds of inspirational stories to encourage him to move forward.
At the end of last year, Wanyan Wenqin took the initiative to ask Dai Mo to be his teacher. From then on, he treated him like a teacher and a father. Dai Mo shed tears of gratitude. Originally, he only had one daughter, who had died in the war. He didn't expect that in his old age, he would have such a son and successor who could take care of him in his old age.
From Dai Mo's explanation, Wanyan Wenqin gradually realized all kinds of problems in the Jurchen Kingdom, as well as his own. Wanting to rely on his grandfather's status as a Duke to live off for the rest of his life was something a useless person would do. It was also unrealistic. A man could only obtain his own fame. He couldn't go to the battlefield. If he wanted to stand firm in Yunzhong, he had to have his own family and strength.
At this time, the people in Yunzhong Manor were all after the founding of the kingdom. Wanyan Wenqin, who was a cold doorman, couldn't stretch his hands to others. However, since the arrival of the Qi family, he saw hope. For more than half a year, Dai Mo analyzed the situation for Wanyan Wenqin every day and researched feasible plans. She also secretly investigated the various underworld organizations around Yunzhong Manor.
When the news of the Black Flag Army's captives being sent over was confirmed, the whole plan to deal with the Qi family finally had a point of focus. Outside of Yunzhong Manor, Xiao Shuqing and the others thought that they were the masterminds and pulled him into the game. They didn't know that the masterminds were on his side.
Half a month before the whole plan was finalized, the old man who had spent half a year of effort and racked his brains finally reached the end of his life. Before he died, Dai Mo told Wanyan Wenqin that he wouldn't be able to see him rise in the Jin Kingdom. He only hoped that he would be able to walk a glorious path in the future and carry forward the Phantom Valley and the Way of Unhindered Domination.
Seeing that the old man was dead, Wanyan Wenqin no longer had any worries or hesitations in his heart. He was no longer afraid of the method that put him into the game to dispel the doubts of others. A man could obtain his own fame. He had to use the world as a chess piece. If he didn't even dare to put his life on the line, what could he achieve in the future?
Just like that, on this day, everything finally went smoothly. Wanyan Wenqin sat in a palanquin and left Qing Ying Lane, waiting for the arrival of tomorrow.
At the same time, Tang Minjie had already driven the cart that transported vegetables out of the city. These days, he had been in contact with the guards at the city gate every day, so the checks were not strict. After leaving the city, the carriage turned into a barren mountain outside the city. When it stopped, a skinny woman with a dirty face climbed out of the carriage.
Tang Minjie led her up the mountain, passing through the forest. At the edge of the forest, they saw a grave. One of the tombstones had the words "Grave of Dai Shuyuan" written on it. The woman's face was instantly covered in tears as she knelt in front of the grave.
Tang Minjie looked around.
"When Duke Dai was still alive, he missed you very much. I wanted to bring him to see you, but he said that he was feeding tigers and wolves, and he was afraid that his heart would become weak. After everything was done, there would be a chance to see you. But unexpectedly, a month ago, he suddenly fell ill. Perhaps he already had a premonition in his heart. He repeatedly mentioned you, saying that he regretted not being able to see you, and that he had let you down … Duke Dai once said that as a man, he let his wife and children suffer. As an official, the people of the country suffered. The millions of men in the Wu dynasty could not atone for their sins. For the rest of his life, he only lived to atone for his sins. This … made him even more sorry to you. Of course, it was also because he knew that you had been living a relatively stable life these past few years that he was able to set his mind at ease. If he knew that you were still suffering, he would definitely put you first. "
The woman on the ground kowtowed, then shook her head repeatedly, sobbing uncontrollably. Tang Minjie was silent for a moment.
"Duke Dai had done something extraordinary. We will slowly get back everything that the Female Zhenren had done to you … But you can't stay here any longer. I've arranged for carriages and horses. You should head south first. If you're a little late, all the checkpoints will be under martial law …"
A figure came over from the mountain path and gestured. Tang Minjie patted the woman's shoulder.
"Miss Dai, it's time to move …"
After a while, the woman got up from the ground, wiped away her tears, then turned around and pressed her hand on Tang Minjie's chest. She said in a hoarse and weak voice, "Promise me, don't let them go … Don't let my father die in vain …"
Tang Minjie looked at her and tilted his head.
At this moment, his gaze was gentle, revealing a clear smile without the slightest impurity.
"Take care."
*****
The fifth day of the seventh month in the 13th year of the Golden Sky Association was an ordinary yet unusual day. In the Residence in the Clouds, there seemed to be a murderous atmosphere gathering. Many people did not notice it, but there were some who had sensed it in advance.
In Wanyan Xiyin's Prince Yu Residence, the second son, Wanyan Youyi, was dressing up. Chen Wenjun came in from outside and looked at him for a while. "What's wrong? Why are you dressed up so beautifully? Which girl are you going to meet? "
"Mother." Wanyan Youyi bowed to her, but was slightly hesitant. "I dare not lie to you, Mother. I want to attend the banquet at the Qi Residence."
Chen Wenjun frowned. Although she was a Han, she had never liked the Qi family, who had betrayed their martial arts and joined the Jin family. The great scholar, Qi Yan, had sent invitations to visit her, a junior, several times, but Chen Wenjun had never agreed. Of course, she would naturally not say that she disliked the Qi family on many occasions.
"The Qi family is holding a banquet today? What made you unable to resist? "
Wanyan Youyi laughed. "The Qi family has put in a lot of effort today to invite people to appreciate the 'Golden Bridge Painting'. It's said to be authentic. I just want to go and take a look."
"It's the work of the Art Saint. No wonder you're so tempted." Chen Wenjun smiled. The 'Golden Bridge Painting' was the work of the Tang Dynasty's Art Saint, Wu Daozi. Of Xi Yin's two sons, Wanyan Dezhong's calligraphy was outstanding, and Wanyan Youyi loved painting. It was no wonder that they could not resist. She frowned and thought for a while, then her eyes darkened.
"Don't go to the Qi family today. It's a little strange. Bear with it."
"Mother …"
"Alright." Chen Wenjun laughed. "How about this? I promise you that if you don't go to the Qi family these few days, I'll personally go to the Qi family to ask for the 'Golden Bridge Painting'. I'll let you take it home and appreciate it in private for a few days, okay?"
"But … why? Is something going to happen to the Qi family? "
"Who knows? The Qi family and the Black Flag Army are old friends. This time, they captured the Black Flag Army captives and brought them to Yunzhong. They said that they wanted to torture and kill them. Look, someone is going to go crazy. Sooner or later, the Qi family will suffer a loss … Your father taught me that a gentleman should be virtuous. Only by being virtuous can you carry things. Besides, he's a person of the Wu dynasty. He's been in the Wu dynasty for a hundred years and has taken all the advantages. It's not like he's suffering.
He doesn't care about his country at all. "Chen Wenjun talked endlessly. Her face gradually darkened. Wanyan Youyi's expression also became solemn.
The sun rose high in the sky and gradually set. In the evening, Wanyan Wenqin left the house and headed in the direction of the Qi Mansion with a few other noblemen he had greeted earlier. On the street outside the Qi Mansion, the passersby had already arrived. At the back door of the mansion, Tang Minjie drove the carriage into the Qi Mansion, dragging the last half of the carriage full of fruits and vegetables. Outside the city, the captives of the Black Flag Army had been escorted to a place called New Village. Many forces outside the city had sent their spies over.
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