Bu Jiuxiao saw that Ye Beiming's expression wasn't good, so he looked over as well.
With one look, he was so shocked that he immediately stood up.
"Yun Canglang! The Martial Saint General's Residence's Yun Canglang? His hysteria has been cured? "Bu Jiuxiao saw clearly that the thin man sitting opposite Yun Sheng was Yun Canglang.
He was different from Ye Beiming and Cheng Bai. Cheng Bai's ancestors were civil officials, while Ye Beiming was blind in his early years. The two of them had never seen the once prominent second young master of the Yun family, Yun Canglang, in Zhou State.
The Martial Saint General's Residence had many outstanding people in its early years. Yun Canghai was the youngest sky magician in Zhou State, and his younger brother, Yun Canglang, was also the youngest general in Zhou State.
The Martial Saint General was old, and the Marquis of Jiayuan guarded the Jade Capital. Yun Canglang rose to prominence at that time.
He went to war when he was twelve, and when he was twenty-five, his battle skills were invincible.
At that time, Bu Jiuxiao was only a five or six year old child, but in his childhood memories, the name Yun Canglang was synonymous with hero.
Yun Canglang was disabled and left Zhou State's military camp, which made the young Bu Jiuxiao sad for a long time.
He originally thought that he wouldn't have the chance to see his childhood idol appear again in this lifetime, but a few hundred meters away, the person chatting happily was indeed Yun Canglang.
"What? You said that middle-aged man is Yun Canglang? Then isn't he master's sworn brother? No wonder master's mood was so good recently. So he introduced the little divine doctor to Yun Canglang. "When Cheng Bai heard that it was Yun Canglang, he also looked over anxiously.
Yun Canglang had been away from the eyes of the people for too long, so long that most of the people in Jade Capital already didn't recognize the Zhou State's general who once commanded the battlefield.
So it's just to see a doctor. Ye Beiming unconsciously let out a sigh of relief.
The restaurant Yun Sheng and Yun Canglang were in was a famous restaurant in Jade Capital. There were all kinds of people in it, and there were even some singers who were here to earn a living.
When the two of them were halfway through their meal, a delicate and pretty singer of about thirteen or fourteen years old walked over shyly.
She held a pipa in her hands and asked softly, "Two guests, the oriole will sing a little song to liven things up. If the song is to your liking, can you give the oriole a few copper coins as a reward?"
This female singer looked very young and inexperienced, and her voice was trembling a little. Her clothes were very ordinary, but her words and actions did not seem like an ordinary prostitute.
Most of these women had no choice but to go out to perform for the sake of their family's livelihood because their family had declined.
In a place like a restaurant, there were all kinds of people. A singing girl who looked like a little lamb must have a hard time here.
Yun Canglang nodded and took out five silver coins and gave them to Oriole.
When Oriole saw this, she hurriedly knelt down to thank him and was pulled up by Yun Sheng.
She gently plucked the strings, and a burst of pipa music that sounded like the tinkling of spring water slowly played in the restaurant.
The singing girl Oriole's pipa skills were not very good, but her singing voice was very good. It was sweet and clear, and it was a naturally good voice.
Yun Sheng had never heard of this kind of live performance in her previous life. Hearing it today, it had a different flavor.
On Yun Canglang's face, there was also a look of appreciation.
When the song reached its climax, a few gold coins fell from the sky and landed at Oriole's feet.
Oriole was startled and her singing stopped. The pipa in her hand also fell to the ground in fright.
A rough voice immediately sounded, "Young lady's voice is not bad. Hearing it makes the young masters' hearts tremble. Come over here and sing a little song. The young masters have plenty of gold coins."
After saying that, a burst of unbridled whistling could be heard.
Yun Sheng raised her head to look. The window in the direction of the restaurant was wide open, and the sound was coming from the private room.
Just as the teasing stopped, a few fierce-looking guards came down from upstairs and pulled Oriole, who was in a terrible state, to the private room upstairs.
Oriole's cries attracted the attention of everyone in the restaurant, but no one stepped forward to help. The customers were all expressionless, as if they were already used to this kind of scene.
An orphan girl who entered the mouths of those foppish men was bound to meet with misfortune.
Those who dared to commit murder in such a public place like the restaurant must have a strong family background. Oriole was just a singing girl who had no one to rely on. It was really not worth offending those foppish men in the Jade Capital for her.
Even the restaurant owner only shook his head and sighed, but did not step forward to help.
"This is too much!" Yun Sheng pulled out her magic scepter and was about to take action.
But just as she was about to take action, she suddenly noticed that Yun Canglang was not right. Yun Canglang's left hand was slightly trembling because of anger.
His hand could move?!
Seeing this, Yun Sheng put down her magic scepter.
"None of you touch me, I … I am the daughter of the Yun Family's military officer, Huang Qianyong." The oriole was dragged all the way, and seeing that she was about to be pulled into a private room, her pale face flushed red with anger.
Her shoulders, which were originally trembling with fear, suddenly straightened. She did not know where she got the strength from, but she pushed the guards away and stumbled down the stairs.
She was originally the daughter of a military family and lived a carefree life. If not for her father's illness, she would never appear in public in such a place.
The Yun Family's army! Yun Canglang's left hand trembled even more violently.
Children of military families were military families. Zhou State's laws had a certain degree of protection for the wives, daughters, and children of active military personnel. If anyone harmed a military family, the crime would be doubled.
Hearing Oriole's words, the guards also had some misgivings.
"What are you spacing out for? Grab her. Why would a military family member of the Yun Family sing in a restaurant?" In the private room, not only were the debauchees not frightened, they became even more aggressive.
If it was ten years ago, the Yun Family Army would be considered a famous army in Zhou State. But now, it was different. The Yun Family Army had long since declined.
When the guards heard this, they became even more unscrupulous. Like eagles pouncing on chicks, they grabbed Oriole's hair and dragged her upstairs.
Tears streamed down Oriole's face. She already had the intention to die in her heart. She knew that her chastity had been insulted today, so she might as well die.
She clenched her teeth and was about to bite her tongue to commit suicide.
"Let her go!" Yun Canglang was angry and he suddenly stood up.
Although Yun Canglang was disabled, the murderous aura he had honed on the battlefield in his early years was like an unsheathed sword.
With an angry roar, the entire restaurant shook as if it had been struck by lightning.
The few guards who were dragging the oriole only felt the Dou Qi in their bodies stop. It was as though they had been punched in the chest by someone. They abruptly withdrew their hands. Within the private room, the wave of laughter also instantly quieted down.
"Where did these blind people come from? How dare they interfere with this young master's business." A burst of anger could be heard from the private room as a group of young martial practitioners wearing luxurious clothes walked down.
When Yun Sheng saw this, her throat itched and she couldn't help but cough. This time, it really was a case of the flood rushing against the Dragon King's temple. They didn't recognize their own family.
Among the luxuriously dressed martial practitioners, one of them looked very familiar. Wasn't that Yun Canglang's "good" nephew, Tang Yu?
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