Chapter 285 The Martial World (Thirty-Three)
However, the arrogant and domineering young emperor was ruthlessly punished here.
"Get out of here!" Nan Wan'er stood fiercely at the door, blocking the two people from coming in.
The old eunuch, who was secretly protecting the old eunuch hidden in the crowd, was so angry that his favorite fake beard fell off.
His Majesty's status is such that even a shrew like him, who is having an affair with his master, can't stop him.
However, before he could take a step, he was restrained by the other two guards.
Two bodyguards each held down one of the arms and tried to persuade him gently.
Guard A: "Chief Supervisor, His Majesty has ordered that you are not to appear in public unless you encounter an assassin."
Guard B: "Master Yu, your beloved beard is about to fall off, quickly press it down."
The old eunuch was coaxed a few times before he calmed down, and he angrily squatted on the stall to continue gnawing on the duck neck.
The young emperor stood helplessly at the door, instinctively glancing at Mo Lanzhi, only to find that Mo Lanzhi had shamelessly looked away.
Damn.
Now, not only women are unreliable, but even men are unreliable. Indeed, the only one you can truly rely on is yourself.
"Sister, why won't you let me in? I'll pay for my meal." The little emperor put on a pitiful expression, a surefire way to win a girl's heart.
Unfortunately, Nan Wan'er was not a normal girl and disliked children very much.
Children are all demons.
Gu Yanjing came to eat today, and the incident with Qingrong happened again at noon. Nan Wan'er was afraid something would happen, so she had a sign hung up at the entrance of the inn.
The door is open tonight, but we are not receiving guests.
This had happened before, and the locals all knew that this treatment was only given when Master Feng of the Fengming Sect came, so they all wisely stopped coming in.
But the young emperor didn't know that. He thought he was capable, that his charm could surely win over a woman.
You little rascal.
As it turns out, his cuteness was worthless in front of Nan Wan'er.
"You're too much trouble. Don't come in. Get out." Nan Wan'er blocked the doorway, her face cold. No amount of sweet talk or cuteness could work.
The young emperor was quick-witted and immediately realized that it was Mo Lanzhi, who was by his side, who was the culprit. He probably disliked that there were always problems around Mo Lanzhi.
So the young emperor happily sold Mo Lanzhi.
"Sister, it was Mo Lanzhi who caused the trouble, not me. I'm not a troublemaker at all. Please let me in, I'm so hungry. You're such a kind and beautiful person, you definitely won't let me go hungry, right?"
As the young emperor spoke, he skillfully tugged at Nan Wan'er's sleeve and shook it.
Nan Wan'er hesitated for a second, pulled the little emperor inside, and then with a snap, slammed the unsuspecting Mo Lanzhi outside.
Mo Lanzhi: "...No, I was with him. What trouble did I cause? Am I not better than him?"
Mo Lanzhi stood innocently outside, banging on the door loudly.
The noise made Nan Wan'er kick the door panel, her voice fierce: "Shut up, you're a nuisance! You're a nuisance from head to toe! Get out of here!"
The young emperor stood beside Nan Wan'er, gazing up at the ferocious Nan Wan'er, his eyes sparkling with admiration.
Wow, my sister is amazing!
"Dinner's ready." Tuntian brought over the dishes and called to the two people standing at the door.
Gu Yanjing and Lu Lingjun were already seated at the table, regardless of whether everyone was present or how many dishes had been served.
Lu Lingjun peeled shrimp for Gu Yan in advance; they were shrimp from the seaside, transported by fast horse, which was quite rare.
Even the young emperor had never tasted it before, and he was incredibly craving it. However, Lu Lingjun was too fierce, and he didn't dare to snatch a bite from Gu Yanjing even after craving it for a long time. He could only watch longingly.
Gu Yanjing and Lu Lingjun were not the type to dote on children, and they completely ignored the little emperor's blatant gaze.
Hopefully they'll treat those unruly kids better?
It does not exist.
Halfway through the meal, the young emperor probably had a change of heart and couldn't bear to see Mo Lanzhi standing alone in the cold wind outside. He asked Nan Wan'er for a bowl, filled it with rice and some vegetables, intending to take it to Mo Lanzhi. However, when he opened the door, he saw Mo Lanzhi leaning against the doorway, gnawing on a roast duck that was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside.
The bowl of food in his hand looked even more ironic.
The young emperor sneered, meeting Mo Lanzhi's awkward expression, and silently walked past the person standing at the door.
Mo Lanzhi became anxious: "Isn't this for me?"
The young emperor pretended not to hear, walked up to the Jade Supervisor, and placed the bowl in front of him: "It's chilly outside, old man, have something hot to eat."
The Imperial Censor was so moved that tears streamed down his face. He almost choked up as he knelt down and swore that he would be absolutely loyal to the young emperor, even unto death.
In the end, it was the bodyguards sitting on either side of him who held him down firmly, preventing him from doing anything outrageous.
"Alright, thank you, young master, for still remembering this old man. Young master, please go inside quickly. It's windy outside, don't catch a cold, and don't hang out with those shady people."
As he spoke, the Jade Supervisor glanced at Mo Lanzhi, and it was obvious who he was referring to in that last sentence.
Mo Lanzhi: ...I feel like I'm being targeted by everyone today, ever since Qingrong appeared.
After delivering the food, the young emperor ran back in a flash, without even giving Mo Lanzhi a glance.
"Why are you back so soon?" Nan Wan'er asked, raising an eyebrow as she ate her meat and saw the young emperor return.
How come they were happy before they went out, but are now unhappy when they come back?
The young emperor remained silent, sullenly lowering his head to eat.
Nan Wan'er looked puzzled, her face darkening.
Sure enough, he didn't understand the world of a brat.
After finishing their meal, Nan Wan'er yawned and felt a little bored, so she suggested setting up a mahjong table in the courtyard and having everyone play a game.
The town has been much livelier lately. Gu Yanjing glanced at the bright lights outside and nodded.
So, some people from Shenyi Valley set up a mahjong table in their courtyard behind the inn. There were exactly four of them, and they sat down in the courtyard to start shuffling the tiles.
The young emperor didn't play the modern card; instead, he eagerly sat on a small stool to watch, while also listening to the unrestrained chatter of these people.
"Your Majesty, when are we leaving? We've been here for ten days."
Nan Wan'er was full and a little sleepy. She was so dizzy looking at the cards that she yawned and made a "pong".
When the young emperor heard "Your Majesty," he thought it was calling him, but then he realized that everyone was looking at him, and their eyes were all on Gu Yanjing.
He was a little dumbfounded.
Wasn't he the only emperor present?
"Let's wait a bit longer. I need to wait for news from Gu Yuan." Gu Yanjing got a pair of nines of bamboo, and the pair he drew was with Lu Lingjun. Lu Lingjun seemed to have a very good hand, and a smile appeared on his face.
"What other deals between Zhuque and the Heavenly Lord are I unaware of?" Lu Lingjun played a card.
Gu Yanjing: "You should know what you need to know, and shut up about what you shouldn't know."
These two started to have a bit of a rivalry, and Tuntian and Nanwan'er immediately fell silent.
Three minutes later, Lu Lingjun snatched nine stripes from Gu Yanjing, making Gu Yanjing so angry that she almost drew her sword.
Three minutes later, Lu Lingjun berated Gu Yanjing in the west wind.
Even an outsider like the young emperor could see that Lu Lingjun was targeting Gu Yanjing.
Gu Yanjing thought that he could endure it during the card game, but half an hour later, Gu Yanjing grabbed Lu Lingjun by the back of his collar and dragged him away.
Nan Wan'er felt a little sorry for the little emperor and covered his eyes: "Don't open them, this is not suitable for children."
The images are not suitable for children.
The little emperor struggled but couldn't break free. By the time he could see things again, he was already dead.
He asked Nan Wan'er curiously, "Which country is Lord Feng the emperor of?"
The young man seemed bewildered and asked as if he were curious.
Nan Wan'er chuckled and ruffled the little emperor's hair: "Your Majesty the Vermilion Bird of the Heavenly Realm, it's best if you just know this. Don't tell anyone, or you'll still have to die."
The little brat tried to outsmart her, so she told him the truth and saw if he dared to tell everyone.
Sure enough, the young emperor held back for a moment, then exclaimed in surprise, "Are they celestial beings?"
Tsk, he doesn't seem to be very bright, like a complete idiot.
Sure enough, this guy will do anything to survive.
"Okay, I'm sleepy, I'm going back to sleep now. You should remember the way, you can get out by yourself."
Nan Wan'er waved her hand, too lazy to see him off, and went back first, leaving the young emperor alone with complete peace of mind.
The young emperor watched Nan Wan'er and Tun Tian leave, but instead of leaving immediately, he strolled leisurely around the back of the inn.
Every now and then you'll run into a dark-skinned person hurrying by; they're usually dressed like waiters and look completely unremarkable.
Almost everyone from the Divine Doctor Valley is here. The rows of houses next to it are where the disciples of the Divine Doctor Valley conduct their research. His secret guards have already figured out the place.
However, he still wanted to see it for himself.
If he heard Nan Wan'er call Gu Yan "Your Majesty" today, he might take over this place with his troops a few days later.
He could tolerate the existence of the Valley of Divine Healers.
They could also tolerate the existence of the Phoenix Cry Sect.
However, he couldn't stand the Phoenix Cry Sect and the Divine Doctor Valley being together in one place.
This made him feel threatened.
However, he didn't know if Nan Wan'er had done it on purpose today, but she told him this crucial news, so he could only give up on the idea.
He took one last look at the place he wanted to get, sighed, and looked very mature.
"I'm leaving." Mo Lanzhi had entered unnoticed, and looking at the sighing young emperor, he waved to the person: "This place will eventually be yours."
"No need, we can't get it here. Let's go back after the martial arts tournament." The young emperor sighed again, somewhat reluctant to leave.
Ah, what a great location, what great talent!
It's so frustrating to be able to see something but not be able to take it back.
"What's wrong? Changed your mind?" Wasn't this kid all ambitious just a few days ago in the palace?
"You have to change your mind, whether you want to or not. I can't afford this place, and neither can you." The young emperor shook his head.
Even if he is the so-called Son of Heaven, he is still just a mortal and cannot compare to the real gods.
"You've lost confidence because of some nonsense you heard?" What kind of place is this? How can he be so easily discouraged?
If he wanted it, the whole world would be his; there's no place he couldn't afford.
"Let me give you a piece of advice: don't do anything reckless. Take back all the spies in this place from now on. If you ever want to take action against this place, you'd better break up with me first."
To avoid causing him to be struck by lightning and killed.
Although the young emperor didn't explain it clearly, his fear was so palpable that even Mo Lanzhi, who was fearless at the moment, felt a little intimidated.
However, one must still save face: "Your Majesty, having boarded my pirate ship, seems to be thinking of leaving. You are being far too naive."
The little emperor rolled his eyes mercilessly: "Is this naivety? This is the will to survive, don't you understand?"
Just now, when Gu Yanjing carried Lu Lingjun away, Nan Wan'er said that Lu Lingjun had no will to live at all today.
Although it was the first time he had heard the word "survival instinct," he seemed to understand its meaning.
"Alright, go back. You've come all this way and acted all mysterious. I think you should avoid contact with these people in the future." It's quite dangerous, and he can't stay by your side to protect you.
"Mm." This time, the little emperor didn't argue anymore, obediently nodded, and followed Mo Lanzhi back.
Half a month has passed in the blink of an eye. Gu Yanjing has recently become obsessed with playing mahjong. He comes down at fixed times every day to play with a few people. Nan Wan'er's fingers are cramping from playing so much that she has to dig Zhang Ling'er out of bed to help her.
The day of the martial arts tournament finally arrived, and Nan Wan'er and Zhang Ling'er both hugged their hands and cried their eyes out.
Waaah, my hand hurts, and my wallet can't take it anymore!
Aside from being held in winter and being noticeably quieter this year, with Wudang absent, it seems that nothing has really changed from this year's martial arts tournament.
However, the truth is that the martial arts world is declining. The imperial court has devoured too many martial arts sects, turning them into weapons to be used against their former relatives and friends.
Even more remarkably, the imperial court sent an old eunuch with a group of people to this martial arts tournament.
The chief steward had also consulted Gu Yanjing, who nodded and had the group of people brought in.
Sure enough, Gu Yanjing saw the young emperor surrounded by people, but he didn't see Mo Lanzhi.
When martial arts masters came over to greet them, Gu Yanjing nodded indifferently and still let Lu Lingjun take charge.
He's basically a mascot now, the kind with explosive fighting power. He can basically do anything, but when he makes a move, he can make both the martial arts world and the imperial court tremble.
Lu Lingjun was a man of few words; he said a few casual words and then told them to start fighting.
The first day was rather dull; none of the truly skilled individuals showed up. There were many powerful martial arts disciples, but they were suppressed and killed by the imperial court. To be honest, many martial arts traditions have been severed, which is a fatal blow to the martial arts world.
Even more devastating is that these traditions were snatched back by the imperial court and became topics of conversation for the court to boast about.
A few more capable disciples emerged the next day, but they quickly faded away.
Not wanting to reveal too much, and with an old eunuch from the imperial court watching over them, they didn't dare to show too much.
They were afraid that if they went out, they would be killed by the court's henchmen.
This is the tragedy of the martial arts world being weak.
However, before they could even grieve over the court's suppression of them, they were so enraged by another opposing force that they coughed up blood.
They're in cahoots!
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