Chapter 547: Going to Longwu [Seeking Monthly Tickets]
It is known that a virtuous person does not take what others cherish.
I also know that this young scholar before me is no gentleman.
Therefore, the conclusion is—
Does the other party enjoy taking what others value?
The young lady from the Zhao family instinctively clutched her spear tighter, looking at the young scholar with an expression of wariness towards a thief. The latter was amused by her vigilance, but the smile only grew more chilling in the young lady's eyes, offering no reassurance whatsoever.
"I don't want your gun."
The young lady from the Zhao family hugged the bundle tightly again.
This contains all the little she has left.
If she ran out of money, given the chaos of the world, she could easily imagine how pitiful her situation would be. She probably wouldn't even be able to beg for food, and would most likely die on the way, let alone return safely to her father.
The young scholar chuckled, "I don't want your money either."
Zhao's young lady breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this.
On second thought, he realized he had indeed been too nervous. With Wenxin's status and abilities, he could easily earn a decent salary by joining any powerful force; why would he care about his meager savings? Besides, this man had just saved the caravan.
If it weren't for his literary talent acting as a city wall to intercept the cold arrows...
The caravan is likely to suffer more than a dozen casualties.
Having figured this out, she looked embarrassed and ashamed.
I tried to explain but didn't know how to apologize.
The young scholar observed her expression and reaction but didn't mind—it's a good thing to be vigilant when traveling.
If you are foolish and unprepared, the weeds on your grave will grow several meters tall, and you won't even know how you died when you reach the King of Hell.
"Did the young man run away from home?"
Zhao's young lady: "How did you know?"
"I've seen it all before."
The young lady from the Zhao family pouted, kicked at a small stone by the stream, and whispered, "Because my father and mother want to arrange a marriage for me, I don't want to. I don't want to get married at such a young age... I want to go out and make a name for myself for two or three years before going back..."
"It's not easy for an ordinary person to make a name for themselves. With your skills, even if you went to the battlefield and survived a few battles, you'd at most become a centurion." That's giving a high estimate. This was also the first time he'd encountered a young man who had run away from home to escape an arranged marriage. Although the man had some experience in the martial world, he was only slightly better than a hothead. If he encountered a formidable enemy, he would most likely lose his life in a muddle.
He then advised her, "Besides, there's nothing wrong with getting married."
The young lady of the Zhao family lied through her teeth.
"Without any merit, how can one start a family?"
"Haha, you certainly have ambition."
The young scholar was amused by her.
He then asked her, "So where do you plan to make a name for yourself?"
The young lady from the Zhao family was stunned for a moment.
She hadn't really thought about that question. She ran away from home simply to avoid arranged marriages, and the idea of "making a name for herself and going back" was just something she made up on the spot. When the young man asked her that question, she followed that line of thought and pondered it for a long time before shaking her head.
She had no attendants to cover for her.
He rashly joined the army and lived and ate with a group of male soldiers...
Being exposed and thrown out of the military camp is a minor matter; the real danger is being thrown into a brothel for violating military discipline, which would be the end of me.
The young scholar clicked his tongue and said, "You don't even know where you're going, so what are you talking about making a name for yourself or achieving something great?"
Zhao's young lady: "Let's take it one step at a time."
The young scholar stroked his chin, pondered for a moment, and then, out of kindness, offered a suggestion: "Young man, we get along well, why don't we travel together? Since you don't have a specific destination in mind, instead of following the caravan and taking things one step at a time, why not stay with me for a while? It'll be safer, and you'll be able to calmly think about where to go... Once you've made up your mind, we can part ways."
The young lady from the Zhao family was slightly tempted.
But he dared not agree rashly.
Who knows if the other party is good or bad?
When a stranger shows you kindness, it's either out of genuine goodwill or with ulterior motives; never take it lightly.
The young scholar really meant no harm.
This young man is so young, barely out of his teens. How many years can he survive out there? If he can find out his background and send him home, it would be a good deed for him, saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda. Of course, he won't force him if he really doesn't want to go back.
Everyone has their own destiny; life and death are determined by fate.
The young lady from the Zhao family asked, "Where does the master intend to go?"
Young scholar: "Longwu County".
The word that came to her mind was "Shen Jun"! He was the man who saved her father's life by working for free for two years to repay a debt of gratitude.
"What are you doing there, sir?"
The young scholar suddenly raised his eyebrows, his smile becoming slightly colder than before, making him look even more like a kidnapper eyeing a child: "I happened to learn that an old friend is there, so I went to pay him a visit."
Zhao's young lady instinctively gripped the gun.
There's a murderous aura about him!
It doesn't sound like old acquaintances, but more like old enemies.
She dared not speak, she dared not ask.
"I've heard that the situation in Longwu has just stabilized, and everything is in need of rebuilding. It's a time when people are in high demand. Why don't you go there and try your luck, young man?"
He had just entered the territory of Geng Kingdom a while ago.
I made a special trip to visit a reclusive scholar.
Hearing a familiar name from the other person, someone he knew, the scholar said, "This fellow wrote a letter inviting me to serve in his court, praising his lord to the skies, saying he's unparalleled in heaven and earth. But, which of his lords hasn't met a tragic end?"
Young scholar: [...]
The scholar continued his rant: "Seven lords died in eight years of service; this Lord Shen will surely add another stroke to his reputation for 'evil schemes.'"
Young scholar: [...]
The reclusive scholar added: "If I accept, pack my bags, and descend the mountain, I fear I'll see the white banner the moment I arrive."
Young scholar: [...]
Qi Shan declined his invitation to serve in the government largely because his lord's life was too short, and the two months he would spend working down the mountain and then returning would take longer than the round trip.
The young scholar asked: "Where is he?"
A reclusive scholar: [It is said that he danced in Long.]
The young scholar bid farewell to the reclusive scholar and headed straight for Longwu County after descending the mountain. He planned to visit Xu Jie along the way, but unfortunately, Xu Jie was not home. Not wanting to waste any more time, he joined a merchant caravan and continued his journey, where he met an interesting young woman.
Yes, it's a woman.
However, the young lady of the Zhao family was not very willing.
Even the most mischievous girl knew that her father's ambiguous relationship with that woman from Longwu County had caused her father, the legitimate lord Wu Xian, to be jealous. If she went there and caused a misunderstanding, it wouldn't be good. So she asked, "Tianhai is also good, why Longwu?"
The young man retorted, "Are you from a wealthy family?"
The young lady from the Zhao family shook her head: "Well, I come from a poor family."
The young man said, "Before coming here, I inquired about the situation of each family. Tianhai is the least suitable place. The local powerful families are divided and attack each other. It is not easy for someone from a poor family to get ahead, let alone an ordinary person like you. Shangnan Valley Ren nearby does have a reputation for benevolence and there are no major conflicts among his subordinates, but he has many brothers and they are all family. How can an ordinary outsider like you get in?"
He then discussed the strengths and weaknesses of several larger smaller factions in the vicinity, concluding that none of them were suitable for ordinary people to develop their careers in.
The young lady of the Zhao family was unconvinced and said defiantly, "Does the Longwu dance have a place where ordinary people can show off their skills?"
The young scholar then revealed the smile of a human trafficker.
"Compared to the above, it is."
The young lady of the Zhao family wavered a little.
To be honest, going to Longwu has both advantages and disadvantages.
Given his father's friendship with Shen Jun, if he really ran into trouble, he could rely on Shen Jun's protection and wouldn't really be caught off guard.
Her running away from home was just a momentary fit of pique.
But he never expected to lose his life.
"Okay, let's go take a look."
\(￣︶￣*\))
It would be quite interesting to see the father and daughter meet on the battlefield in the future.
(End of this chapter)
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