Chapter 281 The Martial World (Twenty-Nine)
But with Lu Lingjun's memories, he seemed to have unknowingly become Lu Lingjun.
Gu Yanjing is right, Su Youyi is Lu Lingjun, and Lu Lingjun is Su Youyi.
They were originally one person.
Perhaps others think they are two different people, but only Gu Yanjing recognizes that they are the same person.
"When did you realize it?" Lu Lingjun made a move, his playing style suddenly changed, and in an instant, Gu Yanjing was caught off guard.
"When you climb into my bed every day," Gu Yanjing pondered for a moment.
Su Yiyou didn't have the guts, not even out of jealousy.
Lu Lingjun: ......I never expected to be exposed like this. Is it wrong for Zhuque to want to get close to him?
"Then why didn't you expose me before?" Lu Lingjun uttered a single word, which surprised Gu Yan.
"It's kind of funny to see you acting so cowardly." Gu Yan frowned as he looked at his captured black chess piece, but refrained from taking back his move.
Taking back a move is not the act of a gentleman; he should do it less often.
Lu Lingjun secretly glanced at Gu Yanjing's expression. It didn't seem like he wanted to hit him, so he breathed a sigh of relief and ate a few more of Gu Yanjing's black stones.
Gu Yanjing held back again and didn't overturn the table. However, he tightened his grip on the chess piece, unsure of where to place it.
I remember his elder brother saying that he and Daojun Gu Yanqing were alike when it came to playing chess; they were both terrible at it.
Then, the terrible chess player Gu Yanjing overturned the chessboard.
Lu Lingjun was hit in the face with chess pieces, almost turning his face blue.
In the dead of night, the Fengming Sect members were surprised to find that the imperial soldiers guarding outside began to march in an orderly fashion, as if they had received some kind of order.
The chief steward of Fengming Gate immediately sent someone disguised as someone who had just gone to relieve himself to infiltrate and gather information. They discovered that the Grand Prince of the Imperial Court had ordered everyone to commit suicide.
I heard that the Great Prince is still praising their sect leader in his tent, one compliment after another, endlessly, making their sect leader seem like a god descended from heaven, wise and mighty.
The head steward listened in stunned silence. He dismissed the inquiring men and sent another group to find Gu Yanjing. In the end, he couldn't help but give the sect leader a thumbs up in his heart.
The sect leader is amazing! He just killed the old emperor, and now he's subdued the Grand Prince, causing the court to withdraw its troops and relieving the Phoenix Cry Sect's immediate crisis.
They didn't follow the wrong master.
happy.
After the spies from Fengming Sect found out Gu Yanjing's location, they rushed there overnight, only to be stopped at the door by Lu Lingjun.
"Young Master, is the Lord upstairs?" The Grand Steward originally intended to go up directly, but was stopped by Lu Lingjun in the stairwell.
"Mm." Lu Lingjun nodded.
Upstairs, Gu Yanjing slept soundly, while Zhang Ling'er poked her head out, curiously watching the group of people downstairs.
"Your subordinate has come to invite the Lord back, Young Master, what do you think?" The head steward also saw Zhang Ling'er upstairs, but didn't recognize her.
"Let's talk about it tomorrow. Master is asleep. We can discuss anything else tomorrow. I'm sleepy too. Oh, by the way, Master's newly accepted disciple, have someone prepare a courtyard for him at the manor."
Lu Lingjun shook his head and refused, then pointed to Zhang Ling'er upstairs and casually gave her an order.
Then the head steward looked up at Zhang Ling'er again, and Zhang Ling'er pointed to herself: "Me?"
The chief steward clasped his hands in greeting: "Your subordinate Liu Hengyuan greets Miss Ling'er."
Zhang Ling'er waved her hand, yawning repeatedly: "Alright, go back and tidy up the house. I'm going back to sleep now. You can come pick us up tomorrow morning."
I'm so sleepy.
Having only spent a few days in the human world, I don't know why, but I suddenly couldn't help but pick up all the habits of the mortal world.
Just like before, she never slept, because sleeping makes you gain weight.
However, now, even if the sky falls, don't even think about disturbing her beauty sleep.
The chief steward received the order, but did not immediately obey. Instead, he glanced at Lu Lingjun.
Lu Lingjun nodded: "You guys go back first."
The chief steward nodded in agreement and then left with his men.
However, he simply left the inn and sent a message to someone to go back and tidy up the courtyard for Zhang Ling'er.
As for the courtyard, anyone can manage it, but welcoming their esteemed master is a matter of utmost importance.
The head stewards kept watch all night. The next day, just as dawn was breaking, he tiptoed into the inn and waited outside Gu Yanjing's door for her to wake up and serve him.
Gu Yan was startled awake by the sound and couldn't help but frown as he turned over: "What's going on outside?"
Lu Lingjun held the person in his arms, who was also sleeping soundly. He raised his hand and set up a soundproof barrier in the room, holding the person even tighter.
"It's okay, I'll sleep a little longer."
Gu Yanjing found a safe spot in Lu Lingjun's arms, closed her eyes, mumbled a few words, and fell asleep again.
Another hour passed, and it was already bright daylight. Gu Yanjing was about to wake up. Lu Lingjun got up, dressed, and tiptoed out the door.
Then, he made eye contact with the head steward who was guarding the door.
The chief steward was silent for a moment, then suddenly realized.
"So, this room is where the young master lives. I was mistaken. Young master, where does the lord live?"
Hey, he just asked Miss Ling'er that this room is where the Lord lives, so why did the Young Master come out?
Is Miss Ling'er playing with him?
“Stay here too, keep your voice down. I’m going to fetch water for Master to wash up.” Lu Lingjun glanced at the head steward without batting an eye.
The head steward watched Lu Lingjun walk down the stairs for a long time without reacting.
What does this mean? The young master sleeps here, and the venerable master also sleeps here?
There's only one bed, how are they supposed to sleep?
sleep?
Damn.
The head steward was so frightened by his own thoughts that he slammed his fist on the door, his legs went weak, and he knelt down.
Fortunately, the room had been soundproofed, otherwise Gu Yanjing would have come out and slapped the head steward to death.
However, the Grand Steward is not having an easy time either.
Human ethics and moral principles.
He suddenly realized that this matter was a bit tricky.
How can we kill the young master right under the Lord's nose? Oh, and we have to keep it a secret from everyone else. If they find out, the Lord's reputation will be ruined.
This won't do, young master must die!
Lu Lingjun: ...Regardless of the circumstances, he's the one who deserves to die.
Gu Yan woke up after a while, not noticing Lu Lingjun beside him, but didn't pay attention. He yawned, picked up the little yellow book on the bedside table, and read it for a while before Lu Lingjun brought in water.
"Has everyone arrived?" Gu Yan asked Lu Lingjun, flipping through the book in his hand.
His divine sense saw that many people had come outside, some of whom looked quite familiar.
"Yes, almost everyone's here. Jiaojiao, come and get ready, we're heading back to Fengming Sect."
"Aren't you going to have breakfast here?" Gu Yanjing put the little yellow book back, casually threw on a coat, and got out of bed.
"Let's go back and eat. Everything is ready over there. Zhang Ling'er didn't cook today, and she's overjoyed."
As a young girl, she naturally doesn't like going into the kitchen every day. Today, not having to cook, she's as happy as a primary school student on holiday, and she's already run three laps downstairs.
He's as simple-minded as a silly roe deer.
"It seems I misunderstood her. I thought she really enjoyed cooking." That's why he had Zhang Ling'er cook every day, making sure she prepared three meals a day without fail.
result.
Gu Yan gasped in surprise.
I misunderstood.
Zhang Ling'er: ...So Master has finally realized I'm a disciple and not a cook? Waaaaah.
After settling comfortably at the inn, Gu Yanjing took the little yellow book from his sleeve and headed up the mountain.
Although the Grand Steward was very happy to receive the Lord, his eyes occasionally flashed with murderous intent as he looked at Lu Lingjun beside the Lord.
"Master, do you think the Grand Steward has some issues with me?" Lu Lingjun and Gu Yanjing sat together in the carriage, with the Grand Steward serving them on either side.
Lu Lingjun, however, asked the question without any hesitation.
The chief steward's face stiffened, and he looked at Lu Lingjun in disbelief.
? ? ?
What's the point of asking this directly?
Young Master, why aren't you following the usual procedure?
"Don't even think about it, it's the look in his eyes that wants to kill you." Gu Yanjing leaned against the carriage, his persona completely shattered.
However, no one dared to do anything.
In fact, the head steward had already imagined it himself.
When the Lord was cuckolded so many times, it's possible that his personality changed drastically.
Lu Lingjun glanced at the chief steward, who returned a simple and honest smile.
Lu Lingjun: ......
After returning to the mountain, Gu Yanjing began to stay in his house again, too lazy to see anyone. Outside, whether it was the imperial court or the martial arts world, things were turbulent and unsettling.
Halfway through, the plot reached another turning point.
In the original storyline, the martial arts tournament was postponed for half a month due to conflict with the imperial court, and was finally held in winter. Moreover, this time it was held at Wudang.
It was also because of Wudang that Mo Lanzhi had the opportunity to save the old emperor who had accidentally eaten too many pills and almost choked to death. He was valued by the old emperor and, by borrowing the old emperor's power, became the old emperor's sword in the martial arts world.
However, now that the old emperor is dead, Wudang Mountain has been leveled, and most of the major sects in the martial arts world are hiding in their own territories and dare not move.
In this era, the imperial court strictly controlled the martial arts world. Apart from the Phoenix Cry Sect, everyone in the martial arts world lived a life of seclusion.
It wasn't until someone suggested holding a martial arts tournament in the winter that this group of martial arts practitioners, who had been silent for half a century, dared to believe it and ask the Phoenix Cry Sect if they could hold such a tournament.
"Master, will this martial arts tournament still be held?" Lu Lingjun read aloud the letters sent by various sects to Gu Yanjing in Gu Yanjing's study.
The head steward stood to one side, staring at Lu Lingjun with the same look he had given a pig that had stolen his cabbage.
"Whoever wants to do it can do it." Gu Yanjing casually flipped through the messages that came in below.
With this, the imperial court has finally become somewhat more stable.
Half a century ago, the First Prince and Mo Lanzhi sought refuge under the young emperor's tutelage, so the young emperor was no longer completely isolated. In the past half-century, he dealt with his other arrogant elder brothers and finally secured his position.
Mo Lanzhi's next move should be to deal with that group of people.
"Master, let's do it. Nowadays, no one in the martial arts world dares to step forward. We should give them a chance to show their faces." Lu Lingjun placed the letter on the table, his smile as beautiful as a painting.
"It's up to you to decide." Gu Yan was dazzled by the smile and lost his self-control.
Beauty can be a trap.
That's absolutely true.
"Then this disciple thanks Master on behalf of all the major sects in the martial arts world. Master, it's noon. This disciple will accompany you to lunch and also check on Junior Sister's studies, shall we?" Lu Lingjun said, but he had already begun to clear the table for Gu Yanjing.
Gu Yan was shocked to see that everything in front of him had been taken away. Finally, he didn't have to look at these ghostly things anymore. He didn't stop them, yawned, and got up to walk out.
Lu Lingjun followed along with the chief steward, but Lu Lingjun found the chief steward, who was sticking to him like a leech, to be quite an eyesore.
"Is the Grand Steward quite free lately?"
"Thank you for your concern, Young Master. I recently took on a disciple, and he has made great progress. He has taken on a lot of work for me, which has given me time to follow you and serve you at any time."
The head steward chuckled, looking quite simple and honest, and then looked at Gu Yanjing as he spoke.
"Did you hear that? You should also improve yourself and take over the position of sect leader as soon as possible." Gu Yanjing heard this and turned to look at Lu Lingjun.
Lu Lingjun just smiled.
“Master, I only wish to stay with you every day. As for the position of sect leader, please pass it on to my junior sister. She is intelligent and has great potential.” Lu Lingjun thought for a moment and added, “She is also very ambitious.”
The chief steward was stunned. He looked at Lu Lingjun, then at Gu Yanjing, unable to understand what Lu Lingjun and Gu Yanjing were thinking.
Why doesn't anyone like the position of sect leader anymore? Is the position of the number one person in the world a chair with nails on it? Are you sitting on it and getting your butts pricked?
On the other side, Zhang Ling'er, who was trying to comprehend the sword intent that Gu Yanjing had thrown at her, suddenly sneezed, feeling as if someone was talking about her.
However, after she sneezed, rubbed her nose, and looked up at the sword intent that Gu Yanjing had left on the stone, she suddenly felt a clearing in her eyes, and she suddenly understood that sword intent.
Lu Lingjun said he would accompany Gu Yanjing to see Zhang Ling'er, but he turned around and went down the mountain to the inn run by Nan Wan'er.
Nan Wan'er and Tun Tian didn't like being on the mountain. It was too quiet there, and there was nowhere for Nan Wan'er to play. So, Nan Wan'er and Tun Tian stayed at the foot of the mountain and opened an inn.
The money to open the shop and the store were all borrowed from Gu Yanjing, and the young couple hasn't paid back any of the money they borrowed.
When Gu Yanjing and Lu Lingjun went down the mountain, they didn't bring the head steward with them. It wouldn't be right to add another person into their world; what kind of talk would that be?
The two of them ate at the foot of the mountain, and after finishing their meal, they wondered if they should go for a boat trip on the lake.
Hearing from Nan Wan'er that there would be a courtesan election tonight, he immediately decided to go shopping in the afternoon and get a small boat to wait for the courtesan election that night.
When Nan Wan'er saw Gu Yanjing wanting to go, she immediately tricked Lu Lingjun out of five thousand taels of silver, saying she wanted to buy a pleasure boat.
Gu Yanjing knew that Nan Wan'er bought it for herself, but he was too lazy to argue, so he had Lu Lingjun give the money to Nan Wan'er.
"Zhuque, we can't keep spending money so extravagantly, or I won't be able to support you anymore."
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