Because the people of Dongfu are spread all over the place, if they are called upon, one person's words can bring the dead back to life.

What's more, they are all good at speaking.

Being able to speak is a means of survival for the people of Dongfu.

An Yan and Li Rongsen had already gotten off the car, while Yan Qingqiu was escorting Zhou Ziyi out of the car.

It is noon now and the sun is shining brightly, making people feel hot.

The gate of the East Mansion slowly opened, and a man who looked like a butler came out. He was wearing a long gown, and an old maid followed behind him.

The butler bowed respectfully to An Yan, and then said, "Hello, my master has been waiting for a long time."

An Yan nodded, followed him into the mansion, and went to the side hall.

A woman was sitting in the side hall, dressed in a cheongsam and a full set of pearl jewelry, like a beauty from a painting in the Republic of China. She stood up and walked towards An Yan, saying, "The city lord hasn't been here for a long time, and today he finally remembered me."

"I haven't seen Miss Dong for a long time. You look even more beautiful than before." An Yan greeted her politely.

"I don't deserve it. I'm not as good as you in any way. If you say that again, I'll be so ashamed." Miss Dong looked unworthy and signaled the servants to serve tea.

"I'm here to give you something." An Yan gave Yan Qingqiu who was outside the house a look.

Yan Qingqiu pushed Zhou Ziyi into the house, almost causing him to stumble.

Miss Dong was confused and asked, "Who is this man? What did you bring him here for?"

"You are in need of a woodcutter, so I found one for you." An Yan took a sip of the tea and praised, "This is really good tea. I came to your place to drink tea."

Li Rongsen saw the woman approaching Zhou Ziyi to look at him. She looked at him carefully with the look of a spider spinning silk to wrap up its food, with a weird look in her eyes.

Zhou Ziyi was also scared to death. He had never seen such an unreserved woman before. He turned his head away inevitably, but the woman grabbed his chin and he had to look at her again.

An Yan's expression was calm. She waited quietly for Miss Dong to finish her inspection before speaking: "What do you think?"

"Looks like her, very much like her. She's the first person who looks so similar. Where did you find her?" Miss Dong sat back next to An Yan, her face full of surprise.

Li Rongsen didn't understand what this woman meant.

"I just happened to think he looked like that. I thought he had some social status, so it wouldn't be easy to kidnap him."

"There's nothing to be afraid of. As long as he comes to our East Mansion, I will naturally find a way to arrange it properly. Who would dare to say anything?" Miss Dong lowered her eyes and smiled.

An Yan knew that she had some tricks up her sleeve, so she sent him here. She also said, "You better be careful. He has a lot of power outside."

"Don't worry about it, I will handle it myself." Miss Dong didn't think it was a difficult task.

At this time, Zhou Ziyi was heard to speak. He said, "What do you mean? Why did you tie me up and bring me here? Who is this woman?"

"From now on, I am your master. Go to the backyard and chop wood for me." Miss Dong sneered at him rudely.

"Why? You know who I am. I'm Zhou Ziyi."

"No matter what your name was before, from now on, you will be called Picha Shisanlang."

Yan Qingqiu laughed when he heard the name, causing Miss Dong to give him a cold look and then asked, "Why, is this name funny?"

"No, no, no, you are really talented. I couldn't think of such a beautiful name. It's much better than his original name, Zhou Ziyi." Yan Qingqiu hurriedly praised him.

This made Miss Dong's face look better again. She said, "Today, you are my guests. I will arrange for him to go and work first, and I will come to greet you later." After that, she ordered two people to take Zhou Ziyi away, and she would go with him.

Li Rongsen asked An Yan: "What does this mean?"

An Yan chuckled. She stood up and walked outside, motioning them to follow her. She stopped at the door of a courtyard and pointed at the two men inside and asked, "Look at them and see if they look alike. Do they look like Zhou Ziyi as well?"

Yan Qingqiu looked at it carefully and saw that the two men became angry and ran away, dropping their brooms and kettles.

"Yes, it is very similar." Li Rongsen replied.

An Yan said: "She got this East Palace with great difficulty from her late husband, and was almost killed by several mistresses. From then on, she began to collect men who looked like her late husband and brought them to her house to do hard labor. She felt very happy."

"Oh, the most poisonous thing is a woman's heart."

An Yan looked towards Yan Qingqiu, causing him to quickly add, "That was also forced by a man."

"I didn't approve of her approach at first and advised her several times. What's past is past. Besides, those men didn't offend her, so they didn't have any intention of hitting on Zhou Ziyi." An Yan told them everything.

"But Zhou Ziyi made such a fuss that you sent him here." Yan Qingqiu thought about it and realized that this was the case.

"Once he comes in here, he'll never be able to leave in his life." An Yan said, taking another sip of tea.

Yan Qingqiu laughed and said, "This is really annoying. I don't believe he will obey me. He might even make a scene."

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"Let him make a fuss. It's all nonsense. He can't escape. The eldest lady is very powerful." Anyway, An Yan didn't believe that Zhou Ziyi could find any way to escape.

Outside, four or five men with buns and long beards came over. They were wearing Taoist robes and carrying cloth bags on their shoulders. When they saw that Miss Dong was not here, they were stunned and thought they had come to the wrong place.

One of them said, "Is the young lady meeting a guest?"

"The young lady will be here soon." An Yan naturally recognized them.

Yan Qingqiu found it strange. These people looked like Taoists. There were words embroidered on their bags. They were fortune-telling and everyone was doing the same thing. They seemed to be fortune-tellers in the martial arts world.

Li Rongsen saw Miss Dong coming back again. She looked at the Taoist-looking people in the hall and asked, "Why did you come back so soon? What happened?"

"Big deal!" one of them said.

"Go ahead." Miss Dong motioned for him to say.

But those people didn't dare to say anything, which made Miss Dong understand and said, "Don't be afraid, she is my good sister, a family member, I can listen to her, so can she, just say it."

Her words finally made the Taoist priest speak: "There is a war to be fought soon."

"Who hits who?" Miss Dong sat with An Yan again and started drinking tea.

"Except for us who have not yet expressed our stance, the others are planning to follow the people from Flower Snake Mountain to attack West City."

Miss Dong almost spit out water. She looked towards An Yan.

Although An Yan was surprised, she was not moved. She thought this was magical. It seemed that the people on Huashe Mountain were determined to kill Xicheng, but she had never had any grudges against them.

"Is the news accurate?" asked Miss Dong.

"A few days ago, the wife of the owner of Huashe Mountain invited me to the mountain to calculate the date." Another person said.

"When will we fight in West City?" Miss Dong continued to ask.

"I haven't responded yet. I'll come back and ask the young lady how to deal with this matter."

"Don't be in a hurry. I'll discuss it with you in the evening. I'll meet the guests now. You guys go and have a rest." Miss Dong gestured for them to go back first. She wanted to discuss something with An Yan.

Both Yan Qingqiu and Li Rongsen were a little anxious, fearing that An Yan would suffer a loss.