Chapter 163 Why Did You Choose a Warrior?
Jiang Zhi laughed along, "Then Auntie will be disappointed."
My cousin Shaoyuan got married two years ago, but his wife was frail and sickly and passed away not long after the wedding. He has not remarried since.
“If my maternal grandmother and father weren’t away in Fuli, I would really like to bring you back to visit them,” Feng Shaoyuan couldn’t help but sigh.
He taught at an academy in Fuli, but the Feng family lived in Xiao County, which was next to Fuli, and it took them quite a while to travel back and forth.
I learned from our casual conversation that Jiang Zhi is about to leave Fuli and return to the capital, and I don't know when we will see each other again.
Jiang Zhi handed over all the silver notes that Xiao Xuanyou had given her earlier, saying, "Cousin, please pass these on to my maternal grandmother, uncle, and aunt. I will definitely come to visit them when I have the chance."
Seeing that Feng Shaoyuan was about to decline, Jiang Zhi added, "This is a gift from me to them, not for my cousin. My cousin has no right to refuse on their behalf, does he?"
Feng Shaoyuan hesitated for a moment, but had no choice but to accept it.
"You've had a tough time in Kyoto. Which family arranged your marriage with the Jiang family? What kind of person is your cousin-in-law? Is he good to you?"
To avoid worrying Feng Shaoyuan and his elders, Jiang Zhi lied and said she was traveling with her fiancé to relax and that they would get married as soon as they returned to Beijing.
“Don’t worry, Cousin Shaoyuan, he’s fine,” Jiang Zhi said, a rare blush creeping onto her face. “He…”
Before he could finish speaking, the door to the private room was pushed open forcefully.
A group of servants wielding sticks stormed in menacingly, shouting, "Hand over the stuff, or we'll spare your lives!"
Feng Shaoyuan immediately recognized these people as the guards and servants of the Qian family, and his face turned extremely ugly. "You dare to commit robbery and violence in the street! You have no regard for the laws of the imperial court!"
Qian Wenrui swaggered in, waving a folding fan, a sinister smile on his face. "You're the one who stole the rare book from my Qian family's collection, how dare you turn around and accuse me? Beat him up!"
Although Feng Shaoyuan was just a schoolteacher, he came from a prominent family in his youth and was skilled in both literature and martial arts, so dealing with a few servants was no problem for him.
He stepped forward to shield Jiang Zhi behind him and kicked away the person who rushed at him first.
Unfortunately, there were too many of them, and they couldn't maneuver properly here. Several servants bypassed Feng Shaoyuan and headed towards Jiang Zhi.
Seeing that the sticks were about to fall on Jiang Zhi, Feng Shaoyuan ignored the falling sticks and turned around to stop them.
Suddenly, two women appeared out of nowhere, and with lightning speed, they knocked the rushing servants to the ground in an instant.
It is the Shadow and the Dark Moon.
The two men blocked Jiang Zhi's path, their expressions cold and stern.
Their duty was simply to protect Jiang Zhi, and they didn't rush to intervene when Feng Shaoyuan was initially surrounded.
We certainly won't sit idly by now.
At that moment, a soft "bang" was heard, followed by a muffled groan from Feng Shaoyuan, who then knelt on one knee.
He was afraid that something might happen to Jiang Zhi, so he left himself wide open and got hit on the back with a stick.
"Enter Shadow Moon, throw him down!" Jiang Zhi gave the order, and the two immediately obeyed.
All that could be heard was a piercing scream.
Qian Wenrui's obese body was grabbed and thrown directly out of the second-floor window!
The servants, used to being domineering in Fuli, were so frightened that they rushed downstairs. They breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that Qian Wenrui, although writhing on the ground in pain, was not in any danger to his life.
"You dare hurt Qian Shao? You're dead!"
Jiang Zhi looked down at him, her eyes devoid of warmth. "Fine, I'd like to see who dies first."
As Ruying and Anyue made a move to get down, the servants immediately grabbed Qian Wenrui and ran away.
Jiang Zhi then looked at Feng Shaoyuan, "Cousin, are you alright?"
Feng Shaoyuan had already straightened up. "It's nothing, just a blow."
When he was a child, he was much more stubborn and his father would beat him when he was beaten; he was much tougher than he is now.
"If I offend the Qian family, it's fine if I go back to the capital, but my cousin has to make a living in Fuli. I'm afraid the Qian family will do something to harm you."
Jiang Zhi couldn't help but regret her impulsive decision to throw Qian Wenrui off the building.
We should find a more appropriate method.
Feng Shaoyuan shook his head and comforted her, "Cousin, there's no need to worry. I have achieved official rank, and the Qian family wouldn't dare to do anything to me. Besides, although the Feng family is declining, it still has its foundation and won't be bullied by anyone."
Mentioning this brings a bitter feeling to Jiang Zhi's heart.
The Feng family was once at the height of their power in the capital. My maternal grandfather was the head of the Hanlin Academy, with many disciples and a constant stream of visitors.
However, it was precisely because of this that the emperor became wary and suppressed the emperor in many ways.
After the death of his maternal grandfather, the Feng family withdrew from the political arena, gradually distanced themselves from the center of power, and eventually left the capital and moved south.
My cousin was a man of great learning and achieved academic success at a young age. However, due to the emperor's wariness of the Feng family, he had to conceal his talents and was no longer allowed to take the imperial examinations to enter officialdom.
Now, living in cramped quarters in Fuli, being suppressed and humiliated by a mere businessman, is truly a cause for lamentation.
Seeing that it was getting late and fearing that Shen Ci'an would keep waiting, Jiang Zhi helped Feng Shaoyuan downstairs to say goodbye, "I have to go back now. Remember to take your back injury to the clinic and get it treated."
Feng Shaoyuan didn't take it to heart. "I'll accompany you to see your cousin-in-law first, then we can go to the clinic."
Jiang Zhi then stopped insisting.
When Lu Yuan passed by the teahouse, he was holding a silver bracelet in his hand.
The bracelet was decorated with delicate lotus blossoms, its surface gleaming with a cool, frosty hue, and it appeared unremarkable.
This is jewelry that he specially chose for Jiang Zhi.
While she was in the mountain stronghold, her protective ring was taken away, and it is unknown where it was carelessly discarded.
This silver bracelet looks ordinary, but like the ring, it hides a secret.
The bracelet is hollowed out, with one half concealing a silver needle and the other half concealing a deadly poison. It is both hidden and unexpected, making it the perfect weapon for self-defense.
He searched the entire street before choosing this one, and even asked the shopkeeper to adjust the size to be smaller, so it would fit Jiang Zhi's wrist perfectly.
He held the silver bracelet in his hand, a soft light shining in his eyes.
Unexpectedly, when she looked up, she saw Jiang Zhi and a man walking side by side out of the teahouse.
Jiang Zhi looked up, seemingly searching for something, but the man, oblivious to any impropriety, leaned his entire body against her!
Where did this lecher come from?
The gentleness in Lu Yuan's eyes vanished abruptly, replaced by a cold glint in his eyes. He instantly drew his embroidered spring knife and stepped forward, pressing it against the man's neck. "Who are you? Stay away from her."
Jiang Zhi was startled. Upon seeing that it was Lu Yuan, she immediately grabbed his hand. "Lord Lu, please don't be impulsive. He is my cousin!"
cousin?
Lu Yuan frowned deeply.
This place is so far from Kyoto, where did Jiang Zhi's cousin suddenly appear out of nowhere?
Even with a knife to his throat, Feng Shaoyuan merely narrowed his eyes, scrutinizing Lu Yuan from head to toe with a critical gaze. "Zhi'er, is this the fiancé you're about to marry?"
“Our Feng family is a family of scholars, and we are always polite and refined in our dealings with others,” he glanced at Jiang Zhi, “Why did you choose a martial artist?”
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