My father, on horseback, is the empire's dragon commander; off horseback, he is the current prime minister. People call me the Young Prime Minister.
My father and I both feared being slau...
Wen Pojun!
The name brushed past Murong Tie's ears, yet it seemed to possess a spirit, drilling into his ears and striking his heart directly.
As a wealthy young man with access to a wide range of information, how could he not have heard of the name Wen Pojun?
Gun Demon Wen Pojun!
Murong Tie was also puzzled. Although the man before her had a prestigious reputation, his face was unkempt with a scruffy beard, and his clothes were just a dirty gray robe. In particular, his voice was hoarse and lacked any authority. He didn't seem like a legendary grandmaster at all.
After all, Murong Tie had never met this legendary figure.
He tentatively asked, "You said you're the Gun Demon Wen Pojun?"
"Yes." Wen Pojun took a sip of wine.
Murong Tie said, "Don't think I'm easy to fool. Show me what you've got."
Wen Pojun said expressionlessly, "If I show you my skills, you will die."
Murong Tie choked.
He had always had a smooth life in Jingbei County, with everyone around him going along with him. But when he arrived in Yanchuan City, even after he revealed his name, no one gave him any face.
Leaving aside the Zhao brothers, General Wang's daughter, and even the restaurant owner who looks down on him, now even someone who looks like... a beggar looks down on him.
He was furious!
Just as he was pondering how to regain his face, Wen Pojun said, "You want to vent your anger on Zhao Cheng, and I want to kill his concubine Zhou Nuo. Our interests are not in conflict."
Murong Tie asked, "Are you really Wen Pojun?"
"Ask me again and I'm leaving." Wen Pojun put down his wine glass and said, "This is your only chance."
"Fine!" Murong Tie said sternly, "How am I supposed to cooperate with you?"
"That's more like the eldest son of the Murong family. Enough with the nonsense, let's get down to business." Wen Pojun poured himself a drink and said, "Not long ago, I went to the Western Regions to hunt down Zhou Chuan, but unfortunately, I ran into the Jinghai Sword Master. The old master is indeed a master; I was no match for him and was injured. I haven't fully recovered yet. And with Yang Taozhi in charge of the Right Prime Minister's residence, I have no chance of winning if I try to enter and kill someone. Help me lure Zhao Cheng and Zhou Nuo out together. I'll kill Zhou Nuo and take care of Zhao Cheng for you as well."
Murong Tie thought for a moment and said, "What if Zhao Cheng and Zhou Nuo both leave the manor, and Yang Taozhi comes along too?"
Wen Pojun shook his head and said, "No. I have been in Yanchuan City for several days and have observed that Zhao Chengfan is active in the city. Only Zhao Hu, or Heng Wenhao, Zhao Yan and Zhao Hu are with him. Yang Taozhi stays in the mansion to protect the safety of Zhao Huan and his wife. Now Zhao Yan has gone to Jingbei County, and Zhao Chengfan only has two top experts, Zhao Hu and Heng Wenhao, by his side. This is very easy for me."
Murong Tie asked, "How should I lure him?"
Wen Pojun downed the wine in his glass in one gulp and said coldly, "You want to take your anger out on Zhao Cheng, but don't you want to use your brain at all?"
As he spoke, Wen Pojun stood up and said to Murong Tie as he passed by, "As long as you can lure them out, I can help you kill them. You decide what to do."
After speaking, Wen Pojun left the tavern and disappeared into the night.
Murong Tie picked up his wine cup, took a deep breath, and his gaze gradually turned venomous.
...
Three days later, Murong Tie arrived at the gate of the Right Prime Minister's residence.
Over the past three days, he has done a lot of research and spent money to gather a lot of information, most of which is related to Zhou Nuo.
Prior to this, he knew nothing about Zhou Nuo except that Zhou Nuo's older brother, Zhou Chuan, was the second-place finisher in the Great Jing Martial Arts Examination.
After the announcement, Zhao Cheng led Zhao Hu outside and looked at Murong Tie with a warm gaze.
"Young Master, what brings you here?"
Murong Tie suppressed the humiliation of being forced to submit, bowed slightly to Zhao Cheng, and then clasped his hands in a fist salute to Zhao Hu, saying, "The Two-Broken Blade is indeed powerful."
Murong Tie's words surprised Zhao Cheng somewhat, as he was putting his mind to it openly.
Zhao Cheng smiled and said, "My guard can't sit still. Whenever he hears that a new expert has emerged in Yanchuan City, he has to go and challenge him."
Murong Tie said solemnly, "I am new to Yanchuan City and have made some mistakes. Please forgive me, Young Prime Minister."
Zhao Cheng said, "If you're here to apologize, there's no need for that, because you're not enough to affect my mood."
Murong Tie gritted his teeth, thinking to himself, "I've already been pretentious enough in Jingbei County, and you're even more pretentious than me!"
As expected, he is the leader of the Four Young Masters of Yanchuan, a complete wastrel!
But this纨绔 (playboy/spoiled brat) ended up marrying the eldest princess...
This is infuriating!
“Apologizing is only one aspect. I came here because I still want to be on good terms with the young prime minister,” Murong Tie said sincerely.
Zhao Cheng waved his hand and said, "No, young master, you are busy and don't have much time. I am the same; I have to take care of the business every day."
"I would be grateful if you would grant me some face, since I have prepared a gift."
"Haha, young master, you jest. What haven't I seen? Why would I care about a gift?"
“This gift is not for you.” Murong Tie stepped forward and said, “I know that Miss Zhou Nuo is a sharpshooter and once served as the instructor of the Imperial Guard of the Great Jing. It just so happens that my Murong family has a peerless bow in our collection. In order to apologize to you, Young Prime Minister, I have decided to present this peerless bow to Miss Zhou Nuo.”
"A peerless treasure bow?" Zhao Cheng became interested and asked doubtfully, "What's that?"
"The Spirit-Startling Bow!"
Zhao Cheng thought for a moment and said to Zhao Hu, "Go find Xiao Nuo and ask her if she knows anything about this Jingling Bow."
"yes!"
After Zhao Hu left, Murong Tie and Zhao Cheng chatted for a while, with Murong Tie saying, "This Jingling Bow is no ordinary bow. Miss Zhou Nuo is a connoisseur of bows and must know something about it."
Zhao Cheng asked with suspicion, "What's the origin of this precious bow?"
Murong Tie said, "Young Prime Minister, as you know, my Murong family was once the royal family of the North. Back then, my ancestors were able to conquer a land because they had an invincible army in the North, an unparalleled cavalry archer!"
Speaking of his ancestors' past, Murong Tie became excited and recounted in detail: "Back then, everyone in the Murong family knew how to ride and shoot, and the Murong Dynasty's army was mainly skilled in archery. With this demand, there were many master bow and arrow forgers in the empire, and many precious bows appeared in a short time. But the Jingling Treasure Bow was the most highly regarded divine bow at that time, and it was always bestowed upon the Great General by the emperors of my Murong Dynasty."
"After the fall of the Murong Dynasty, the Jingling Bow has been kept in the Murong family's collection. Although it has not been touched for many years, there is no bow in the world that can surpass its fame."
Zhao Cheng murmured, "Although I don't quite understand, from what you're saying, it seems like you're really amazing."
Just then, Zhou Nuo rushed out, exclaiming in surprise, "Where is the Spirit-Startling Bow?!"
Zhao Cheng asked doubtfully, "Xiao Nuo, do you know about this Spirit-Startling Bow?"
"certainly!"
Zhou Nuo said with certainty, "If I had this bow, my efficiency in killing enemies would increase threefold!"