He paid no attention to the gossip or the admiring glances from those around him.
Zhu Yuntong took Zhao Qingzhu to continue sightseeing around Hongfeng Mountain. Zhao Qingzhu looked proud. Zhu Yuntong had never disappointed her, whether in the past, present, or future.
Especially in the field of literature, Zhao Qingzhu knew that Zhu Yuntong had a solid foundation, and a very high one at that.
So when they reached a secluded spot, Zhao Qingzhu couldn't help but speak up:
"That guy's face was really ugly just now."
Zhu Yunwen smiled, then sighed and said:
"Young people have a lot of talent and knowledge, which should be used in the right way, rather than using their talent and knowledge to make things difficult for others or to achieve some unspeakable purpose."
That's not good. These kinds of unhealthy trends should have been rectified long ago. News of what happened here will probably spread. Hopefully, some intellectuals in this circle can restrain themselves a bit.
Zhao Qingzhu chuckled and said:
“You always think so much. If it were me, I would just focus on embarrassing them.”
Zhu Yunwen simply smiled and didn't say anything more. The two strolled around Hongfeng Mountain, enjoying the scenery. As it was getting dark, they finally descended the mountain.
Zhu Yunwen originally thought that today's incident was just a minor episode and should not have any impact.
However, when they descended Hongfeng Mountain and were heading to the town to rest, they encountered more than a dozen people blocking their way on a small path.
The dozen or so people were wearing light gray Taoist robes, and each of them carried a long sword on their back; they were Taoist priests.
Zhu Yunwen frowned and asked:
What do you mean by this?
Among the dozen or so Taoist priests, the leader stepped forward, stared at Zhu Yunwen, and said:
"Today, on this Red Peak Mountain, a group of young martial artists have gathered. Our senior brother originally intended to outshine everyone and bring honor to our Wudang, but you have ruined it all."
Zhu Yunwen was stunned for a moment, and then two words came to mind: Jianghu (江湖, the martial arts world).
Yes, the scene before him seems very similar to some of the scenes in the martial arts world he imagined.
The sects caused trouble over some trivial matters, and then the two sides fought each other. To be honest, after Zhu Yunwen came to the Ming Dynasty, he was basically preoccupied with national affairs.
Apart from the initial conflicts with Zhu Yunwen and some officials, he had almost no major conflicts with anyone else. Later, these conflicts mostly escalated to the national level rather than personal grudges.
It didn't have the sense of chivalry and revenge he had imagined.
Now that he is traveling the world, he never expected to encounter trouble caused by people from the martial arts world, which inexplicably gave him a feeling of being a martial arts hero.
Just as he was lost in thought, the leading Wudang disciple frowned and said again:
"Boy, didn't you hear us talking to you? Our senior brother was a shoo-in for the number one spot in this year's competition among the younger generation, but you guys ruined it. We have to settle this score with you, don't we?"
Zhu Yunwen snapped out of his daze, glanced at the dozen or so Taoist priests, and then sneered:
"Oh? I'm curious, how do you want to settle the accounts?"
The leading Wudang Taoist snorted, then drew his longsword. The other disciples followed suit, drawing their swords as well. Then the young leading Taoist said:
"Only by killing you can we quell the hatred in our hearts."
After saying that, he rushed forward and swung his long sword at Zhu Yunwen.
Zhu Yunwen's martial arts skills were indeed not very good, but he had studied with Zhao Qingzhu for a while, so he easily dodged the sword.
Then, using the moves Zhao Qingzhu taught him, he kicked the young Taoist in the buttocks, causing the young Taoist to stumble and almost fall.
The young Taoist priest looked grim, and at the same time, the other dozen or so Taoist priests around him also rushed forward.
Zhu Yunwen was naturally caught off guard and took a step back, while Zhao Qingzhu stepped forward.
He then took immediate action.
Let alone these dozen or so young Taoist priests, in Zhao Qingzhu's opinion, they were nothing at all.
Zhao Qingzhu quickly knocked all the young Taoists to the ground, then threw their swords into the nearby lake.
He addressed the dozen or so Taoist priests:
"I will spare your lives today. Remember, don't come looking for trouble and seek death in the future."
After saying this, Zhao Qingzhu and Zhu Yunwen turned and left together. At the same time, Zhao Qingzhu said:
"This is the world of martial arts, this is the martial arts community. They are usually very petty, and they will seek revenge and take action against others for some inexplicable reason."
After saying this, Zhao Qingzhu glanced at Zhu Yuntong.
Zhu Yunwen also glanced at Zhao Qingzhu, then pursed his lips and said:
"So it seems that the martial world is indeed a bit chaotic, but it shouldn't be this chaotic."
Zhao Qingzhu didn't understand what Zhu Yuntong meant by that, while Zhu Yuntong turned around and glanced at the dozen or so Taoist priests.
The dozen or so Taoist priests all looked at Zhu Yunwen with resentful eyes.
So Zhu Yunwen said:
"They still don't seem to be giving up. It seems we should really reconsider this matter."
Zhao Qingzhu asked in confusion, "What is it? What are you thinking about?"
Zhu Yunwen paused for a moment, then shook his head slightly without saying anything more. He then entered the inn in the small town with Zhao Qingzhu.
As darkness fell, the two began to rest, and so the night passed without incident.
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