Chapter 482 Unbelievable, Bumping into Wen Fengmian's Ex-Wife [1st Update]
When Ji Li saw the girl's action, she remembered that Ying Zijing had also given her an invitation earlier.
That's why I ran back happily to tell you.
She never imagined she would actually be able to visit the ancient martial arts world, and even attend an auction that only happens once a year.
Ji Yihang paused in his dressing.
Madam Ji was taken aback.
They were stunned by the extravagance of the invitations on the table, and were somewhat dumbfounded.
The invitations were colorful, and some even had names written on them, all of which were the names of classical Chinese poetry titles.
Longing for You, Nian Nu Jiao, Joy of Meeting, Like a Dream...
Not only was Ji Yihang looking for invitations, but Madam Ji was also looking for them.
That medicine was made by an elder in the ancient martial arts world and could cure all diseases, so she wanted to take a picture of it for her father.
She had seen the photo of the invitation in the inner courtyard.
The invitation issued jointly by the ancient martial arts and ancient medicine communities is different from those issued to the outside world.
The invitation will have the special seal of the Court of Justice, and a Bingxin flower will be included inside.
The Ice Heart Flower is a transparent plant, with the veins of its leaves and petals clearly visible, and it is only the size of a little finger.
It doesn't have any special effects, but it can calm the mind, and one sachet is better than those bought from outside.
Only a small number of ancient physicians knew how to refine the Ice Heart Flower.
Once successfully refined, the Ice Heart Flower is highly sought after in the world of ancient martial arts.
Because the internal energy of ancient martial artists tends to be violent, a single mistake during practice can cause their internal energy to go out of control.
Ice Heart Flower can help ancient martial artists calm their minds and reduce the possibility of internal energy disturbance.
There are as many ice-heart flowers as there are invitations here.
Only the Judicial Hall could afford such a large-scale project.
After a long pause, Madam Ji finally came to her senses: "Yaoyao, what is this invitation from you...?"
"I just grabbed a stack of papers." Ying Zijing glanced at them and repeated Fu Yunshen's words, "Just paper."
Ji Yihang: "..."
Madam Ji: "..."
Ji Li: "..."
Is this what an invitation looks like in the eyes of a big shot?
Ji Li lowered her head silently.
But it is indeed paper.
"Yaoyao, thank you." Madam Ji's lips moved, and tears welled up in her eyes and fell instantly. She raised her hand and couldn't help but wipe them away. "Thank you so much. I'm useless, I don't know what I can do to help you..."
Ji Li was also feeling very upset: "Mom..."
If she could, she would prefer them to be an ordinary family.
But that won't work.
The children of the Ji family are not allowed to leave the family.
If you break away, the only outcome is death.
These are the rules of the inner courtyard, and they were set by the main family of the ancient martial arts world. They have not been changed to this day.
The Ji family was too cruel. Ji Li even imagined being executed if she broke the rules when she was in junior high school.
The Ji family's competitive style originates from the ancient martial arts world.
Even if they control the Ji family, they can't suppress the ancient martial arts world.
But their family has been around for over a hundred years and they possess ancient martial arts skills; how could ordinary people possibly stand up to them?
But now, she finally sees hope.
“My father’s return was one of the reasons that prompted Ji Yiyuan to take action against my second uncle.” Ying Zijin supported her, her eyelashes drooping. “I have a responsibility, and I will take it.”
Mrs. Ji continued wiping away her tears, but her tone was very serious: "Yaoyao, this is not your responsibility, it is Ji Yiyuan's problem. If you take it as our responsibility, then you are talking about victim-blaming."
The perpetrators are the root of the problem.
Ying Zijing paused for a moment, then said, "I understand."
"Zijin, can you really choose?" Ji Yihang never expected that he would be able to see so many invitations that the Ji family sought after by thousands of people. He thought he was dreaming.
“Hmm.” Ying Zijin nodded. “Going to the ancient martial arts world will also take some time. Now that we’ve made our choice, we can leave.”
Ji Yihang nodded, looked at it carefully, and picked up one of the cards: "Let's go with 'Chang Xiang Si' (Longing for Each Other), Madam. What I want to say is all in these three words."
Madam Ji didn't say anything, but she was clearly very happy.
Ying Zijing put away the other invitations: "Let's go."
Ji Li couldn't stand it and complained from behind, "Ying Shen, look at them, they're an old married couple and they're still like this, don't they care about their image?"
She's the only single woman.
It is truly humble.
well.
**
On Ji Yiyuan's side.
He specifically said he was going to give the invitation to someone else, but that was a lie; he just used it to coerce Ji Yihang.
Ji Yiyuan was confident of victory.
Ji Yihang and his wife are very loving, and Ji Yihang will definitely make a choice for his father-in-law.
Ji Yiyuan waited and waited, but Ji Yihang did not appear for a full hour, and finally became a little impatient.
"Dad, isn't Ji Yihang coming?" Ji Yundong glanced at the time. "We have to go. Professor Yan is already at the door. We can't keep the family waiting."
To enter the ancient martial arts world, one needs a pass, which they don't have; they must be led by a member of their own family.
"Come if you want, don't come if you don't want to." Ji Yiyuan sneered. "Anyway, it's not me whose father-in-law is going to die. When his father-in-law dies, we'll spread the word in the Ji family."
"He said he didn't even care about his father-in-law for the sake of his career. Just watch, once his reputation in the Ji family is ruined, he'll be finished sooner or later."
This is Ji Yiyuan's second move.
Because this has happened before.
In order to cover up unpleasant rumors, the inner court would also execute some family members.
“Dad, anyway, your move was really brilliant.” Ji Yundong laughed. “After this incident, Ji Yihang and his wife will definitely drift apart. They deserve it.”
"He brought it on himself." Ji Yiyuan scoffed again. "I'm leaving."
Since Ji Yihang is so ungrateful, he'll just wait for Ji Yihang's miserable end.
**
Five o'clock in the afternoon.
Ji Yihang and his wife, Ji Li, and Wen Fengmian arrived in the world of ancient martial arts for the first time.
Ji Li looked at it curiously: "It's even more realistic than those ancient dramas. I thought I had traveled through time."
"Hmm." Ying Zijin said as she walked, "The history of the ancient martial arts world is very long, and it can be considered an ancient site."
The auction was held in the central restaurant of the City of Justice.
The restaurant's architecture remains antique, and outside stands the guards of the Court of Justice, dressed in armor.
They surrounded the restaurant and guarded it closely.
After all, there are always some ignorant and arrogant martial arts practitioners who try to sneak in and steal the auction items at every auction.
Madam Ji exclaimed in surprise, "So this is what the world of ancient martial arts is like. It's just like filming a period drama."
"Sigh, I suddenly don't like the world of ancient martial arts anymore." Ji Li held up her phone, looking dejected. "My phone has no signal."
Ying Zijin pressed her head.
She forgot that the ancient martial arts world rejects high technology from the outside world.
There is Wi-Fi and signal transmitters, but not complete coverage.
At least not in this restaurant.
In the world of ancient martial arts, mobile phones and computers are indeed quite useless.
"Xiao Li, spend less time on your phone," Mrs. Ji disapproved. "It's bad for your eyes."
"I'm working on the data for Ying Shen right now."
"Then you can play."
"..."
At this moment, Wen Fengmian suddenly stopped.
He turned his head, his gaze falling on something not far away, and his expression changed slightly.
Wen Fengmian rarely showed unusual emotions, and Ying Zijing noticed it immediately: "Dad?"
She followed Wen Fengmian's gaze.
She was a very elegantly dressed woman, wearing high heels and a shawl wrapped around her cheongsam.
She is over 45 years old, but she takes good care of herself and looks like she is only in her early 30s.
It is indeed very beautiful.
However, it was precisely because of her outstanding appearance that her temperament appeared even more frivolous.
The woman noticed them too, and for a moment she was taken aback and incredulous.
Wen Fengmian had already looked away: "Let's go."
Ying Zijin narrowed her phoenix eyes, understood what was going on, and hummed in agreement.
The five people entered the restaurant.
The first floor has open seating, while the second floor has private rooms.
To get an invitation to the second floor, you either need power or money.
Although the staff responsible for checking the invitations had never met Ying Zijing and the others before, they treated them with great respect.
“Second Uncle, your ‘Chang Xiang Si’ is here. My father and I are going to ‘Qing Ping Le,’ which is right across the street.” Ying Zijin pointed to the name of the private room. “Come find me if you need anything.”
"Okay." Ji Yihang agreed, "I'll ask your second aunt to make you gourd chicken later. I swear, I won't be craving chicken legs this time."
"..."
**
On the other side.
Inside the private room of Yulouchun.
The woman's face was very pale, and her steps were unsteady. She only managed to calm herself down after sitting down.
"Madam, what's wrong?" The butler, who followed the woman in, noticed her unusual expression and pale face. "Are you feeling unwell?"
The ancient martial arts world has the same temperature all year round, and only one season.
The climate is like spring all year round, neither too cold nor too hot, making it ideal for spiritual practice.
But the woman felt cold all over. She couldn't help but wrap her shawl around herself, her eyes darting around: "N-nothing, I just twisted my ankle."
The butler nodded, still concerned: "The master is still busy and will be here in a while. Please wait here, Madam. Call me if you need anything."
After he finished speaking, he left.
The woman's expression was still somewhat dazed, and her fingernails, gripping the cup, had turned white.
How did Wen Fengmian end up back at the Ji family?
Why not just stay in Qingshui County and refuse to go back?
She endured it for five years and even schemed to have two more children, but she still couldn't get Wen Fengmian to return to the Ji family.
But Wen Fengmian was indeed good to her.
Wen Fengmian lived in poverty for those five years, but she didn't. She still wore gold and silver and ate and drank well.
Wen Fengmian gave her all his assets, and she later used these assets to successfully abscond.
But she had her eye on the Ji family and had no feelings for Wen Fengmian whatsoever.
If she hadn't known that Wen Fengmian was a member of the Ji family, would she have lived with him for so long?
She would have been very happy if Wen Fengmian had returned to the Ji family years earlier.
But not now.
She cannot allow Wen Fengmian to appear in the ancient martial arts world, absolutely not.
This will affect her daughter's identity and status.
The woman's eyes were dark. She gripped her teacup tightly, took a slow sip of tea, and calmed herself down.
**
At this moment, outside the auction building.
Yan Ruoxue and Ji Yiyuan also arrived.
The invitations sent out by the family were for individual seating only.
Yan Ruoxue and Ji Yiyuan could only wait for the auction in the lobby on the first floor.
Because Yan Ruoxue was not a member of the Ji family, only Ji Yiyuan followed the Ji family guards up to the second floor to pay his respects to the head of the family.
Ji Yiyuan asked in surprise, "Sir, what's the difference between the second floor and the first floor?"
The number of guards on the second floor is twice that on the first floor.
They were all highly skilled ancient martial artists, not the martial arts apprentices around him.
None of these ancient martial arts practitioners released their internal energy, but their innate killing aura was almost suffocating him.
"There's a huge difference. This is a private room, representing a distinguished status. The Ji family only has one." The guard glanced at Ji Yiyuan. "The main family consists of the patriarch and matriarch, along with several elders. You can simply pay your respects. Do you intend to stay here?"
Ji Yiyuan shuddered in fright and asked again, "May I ask, sir, how long will this auction last?"
"If things go smoothly, we can finish today." The guard answered this question, "If things go slowly, it's not impossible to film for three days and three nights, but whether you can hold on is another matter."
Ji Yiyuan wiped his sweat.
For ancient martial artists, going without food, water, or sleep for several days or even a month is really not a big deal.
But as an ordinary person, he couldn't hold on for long.
But it doesn't matter, at least he can come to the auction. What about Ji Yihang?
Ji Yihang will have to spend his future days mourning his father-in-law at his grave.
Serves them right.
Ji Yiyuan sneered inwardly and followed the guards toward the private room where the Ji family's main residence was located.
He looked at the names of the private rooms and sighed inwardly.
As expected, the ancient martial arts world continues to follow the style of ancient China.
As Ji Yiyuan was walking with his guards, the door to a private room opened.
The guards immediately stopped Ji Yiyuan, coldly saying, "We must be respectful to the people in the private room. Make way for them."
Ji Yiyuan nodded, and with a casual glance, he saw the name of the private room—Chang Xiang Si (Longing for Each Other).
He also knew that those who could get into the private room were definitely of a much higher status than him.
These are all practitioners of ancient martial arts; I dare not provoke them.
The door opened, and Ji Yiyuan looked over.
Ji Yihang and Ji Li came out from inside.
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