Chapter Thirty-Two: What goes around comes around

  Wen Zhong knew that Tianzi was anxious, so he invited him to pass through. Zhang Emperor Xin was also curious about the material chosen by Tai Shi, and without regard for the stars in the sky, he rode the wind and went.

  It happened to be a quiet night, with all sides being still. This time, having gone through too many things, even Zhang Emperor Xin, who was normally broad-minded, couldn't help but feel tired. Along the way, although they were riding the wind, they were moving slowly. Zhong Jian saw this and thought that the emperor was worried about today's affairs, so he didn't dare to remind him, and could only follow behind.

  In about the time it takes to burn a stick of incense, Zhang Emperor Xin and Wen Zhong had already left Chao Ge, heading west. As they went further, they saw layers of mountains rising up, with clouds and mist growing thicker. Even the forests seemed to be layered on top of each other. The surroundings were quiet, as if it was a place without people.

  Ordinary practitioners can already see nothing in the dark of night, but Zhang Emperor Xin walks on clouds and sees peaks and mountains under his feet, with misty vapors rising from the mountains. Looking far away, it is a magnificent sight of clouds steaming and haze rising, with countless phenomena!

  "This place is extremely beautiful, if I have leisure time, I would live here. As soon as Zhang Emperor Xin descended into the mountain, he felt his heart and spirit expansive. The sound of the spring water was continuous in his ears, and the fragrance of hundreds of flowers filled the air beside him: 'This place is truly a fairyland, I don't know, Master, what is the name of this mountain?'"

  "This mountain is located west of the city of Zhao Ge, and the Wei River flows through it, so it's called Weishan Mountain." Emperor Zhang heard this and felt that something was off. After thinking for a moment, he said: "I see that this place has a thin mist like clouds, and a beautiful scenery like a dream. However, Weishan Mountain lacks a layer of atmosphere. How about we change its name to Yunmeng (Cloud Dream)?"

  "Yunmeng... Yunmeng Mountain! This name is excellent, the Emperor's great benevolence!" The Emperor bestows a name, it is an extremely great honor, let alone Wen Zhong's own mountain. "Your old minister thanks Your Majesty."

  Zhang Emperor Xin arrived in a short time, and suddenly heard that the Cloud Dream Mountain was under his jurisdiction. When he saw him knocking on the door to thank him, he was confused: "Why did the Grand Master come to thank me?"

  "Hmm... This is my humble abode, Your Highness. Have you forgotten? Ah! You've chosen a good spot, indeed. Zhang Emperor Xin felt envious in his heart, but with a thick face, he said: 'Old Taishi, this place is beautiful. If we find an even better location, it would be great for me, the emperor.'"

  I have seen the Son of Heaven bestowing land, but never seen him reclaiming it. Wen Zhong listened to his words, but did not dare to disobey. He spoke directly about the Son of Heaven's kindness, and even if he were to take back Yunmeng, it would be quite reasonable. As for Zhang Emperor Xin wanting this vast mountain peak, there is no great use for it, so naturally, he will not reclaim it.

  Zhang Emperor and Xin followed the scent of the Taishi, the two walking together, advancing into the mountains. After a long time, they passed through dozens of screens and finally entered a shaded small path. The small path was only lined with gravel, sloping upwards, and soon lost sight of any tracks.

  "Your Highness, we've arrived." Wen Zhong said as he quickly walked forward, Zhang Di Xin closely following behind. Before he could catch up, the mountain road began to shake and cries for help echoed from above!

  Zhang Dexin stepped forward quickly, but felt a sudden sense of openness. On the empty ground of several hundred feet, the bonfire shone brightly like daylight. Among the crowd, two bare-chested men were fighting, one of whom was in his early twenties, holding a wooden sword and provokingly said: "Old man, if I don't knock you down today, my surname won't be Jiang!"

  "Then you'd better take my surname Huang!" The person opposite him was not to be outdone, and as soon as he spoke, he stretched out his hand and tied the young man's waist. The young man knew that his hands were fast, and with a flick of his wrist, he stabbed downwards. The young man opposite him suddenly flashed and kicked his foot, making a "puff" sound, and knocked the young man to the ground. "How about it, kid? Do you admit defeat?"

  "Alright! Come on!" The young man's mouth was saying "alright", but he still sought to fight. The youth chuckled and gave way, letting the young man attack. However, in less than ten moves, there was another loud "crack" sound, and the young man was sent flying out, landing heavily on the stone ground.

  "Scoundrel, see the sky..." Before Wenzhong could finish speaking, Zhang Dexin had already jumped into the battle circle, also stripping off his clothes like everyone else. "The young general is not convinced, requesting a duel!"

  "Where's the egg? I'll hit you with Huang Da Ge! Come and collect me!" The young man who had just been slapped in the face spat out the dust from his mouth and beckoned to Zhang Emperor Xin, "Come on, come on! Since you're so young, I'll teach you a move."

  "Hahaha…… Jiang Wenhuan, how old are you? You still dare to call me an old man!" The person who had just fought was naturally Huang Feihu and Jiang Wenhuan. Hearing Jiang Wenhuan say this, Huang Feihu couldn't help but mock him, and the crowd burst into loud laughter.

  "You... you! Hmph, Huang Xiaoye, wait till I've finished collecting this stuff, then we'll see..." Jiang Wenhuan's words were left unspoken as he felt a sudden surge of energy beneath his legs, and before he could react, he tumbled to the ground!

  In the military camp, this atmosphere is indispensable. Zhang Emperor Xin was overjoyed in his heart and kicked down Jiang Wenhuan with one foot. His big fist came towards Huang Feihu: "General be careful!"

  Huang Feihu didn't expect that this person would suddenly launch a sneak attack. Just as he was laughing loudly, he heard a warning and felt a dull pain in his chest. He retreated several steps before stopping himself.

  "You little scoundrel, how dare you ambush me!" Jiang Wenhuan had lost face in front of everyone and was naturally unhappy. He shouted loudly to boost his own courage and lifted his leg for a kick.

  Zhang Di Xin saw it and couldn't help but shake his head. This move was truly a fancy trick. With a slight lowering of his body, he hid under Jiang Wen Huan's body. Without using much force, just a light touch, Jiang Wen Huan felt his blood energy surge, his whole body aching as if he had been steamed like shrimp, curled up on the ground, only able to let out mournful wails, but without any strength to fight back!

  Huang Feihu saw it, and his crotch suddenly felt a chill. He couldn't help but feel relieved that it wasn't himself. Zhang Disen smiled slightly, his movements as swift as lightning, his fists as fast as the wind. In an instant, he had beaten Town National Wu Cheng Wang to the point where he was completely dispirited, retreating step by step, only able to defend himself!

  "This child is indeed extraordinary, worthy of being the number one martial general among the great merchants. Zhang Emperor Xin couldn't help but praise in his heart, and a hint of joy appeared between his eyebrows. Huang Feihu also felt that this person's hands and feet were fast, and his strength was sufficient, surpassing his own. Suddenly, he stared fiercely, feeling that it was very familiar: "Your Majesty, how did you come here?"

  Everyone was shocked upon hearing this, and they all knelt down on the ground, shouting "Long live the Emperor!" Zhang Emperor Xin had originally wanted to take advantage of the chaos to fight a good fight with everyone, but unexpectedly he was recognized by Huang Feihu early on, so it wasn't convenient for him to fight anymore. He could only withdraw his troops: "The generals are like this, I am very safe, but I don't know..."

  Zhang Di Xin had barely finished speaking when he felt a searing pain in his back, and before he knew it, everything went black and he fainted...

  "Jiang Wenhuan! You've made a big mistake!" Wen Zhong watched from the side, still feeling pleased with himself, but he didn't expect Jiang Wenhuan to be so reckless. Without saying another word, the group of people quickly lifted Zhang Dexin and rushed him back to the camp.

  "Ow... it hurts... ouch..." Zhang Di Xin woke up, instinctively touching his head, only to find a huge bump the size of a bowl. The pain was unbearable, and the sourness was almost unimaginable!

  "Your Highness, forgive me! Your Highness, forgive me! I was wrong, I know I was wrong!" Jiang Wenhuan had been anxiously waiting for a long time, and when Zhang Disin woke up, he immediately knelt down and kowtowed, "Your Highness, forgive me, Your Highness, forgive me, I really didn't know it was you!"

  It was just a moment ago that Zhang Emperor Xin made a move, "Monkey Stealing Peaches", and stole Jiang Wenhuan's heat, causing him to feel a wave of pain, as if the world was collapsing, with cold sweat pouring down like rain!

  This move was originally not allowed in the military, and when Jiang Wenhuan reacted, he knew he had suffered a great loss, and his heart was even more angry. In a fit of rage, he picked up a nearby wooden club and swung it with a loud "thud", almost taking Zhang Disheng's life.

  "Preposterous! Absolutely preposterous! This is the Son of Heaven, where is Your Majesty?" Wen Zhongben signaled to Jiang Wenhuan to wait for the Emperor to wake up and apologize, but unexpectedly this person's words came out, and it was already too late. This has hurt the old Taishi's heart, you scoundrel, even saying something wrong like this, whether you can survive or not depends on yourself!

  "Reckless! Don't you dare address me as Emperor!" Huang Feihu's anxiety grew, and with one kick, he sent Jiang Wenhuan tumbling to the ground. He almost blurted out "This little brat is not worthy of discussion", but hastily knelt down instead, "Your Majesty, please forgive my transgression, Wenhuan was also unintentional, I beg Your Imperial Majesty to be lenient and reduce the punishment!"

  As soon as Jiang Wenhuan heard the mistake, he was even more remorseful in his heart and loudly exclaimed: "I beg Your Majesty to spare my life for the sake of Queen Wang!"

  Zhang Di Xin had just woken up when he heard a series of thunderous shouts, and as he thought back on today's events, he couldn't help but smile bitterly. The old saying really wasn't wrong - whatever you put out into the world will ultimately come back to you!

  If it weren't for his own sneak attack, Jiang Wenhuan wouldn't have been so furious. Zhang Dixing knew he was in the wrong and his face turned red as he said, "Let's just drop it, this was just an accident, fortunately I wasn't seriously hurt. But next time, can you please go a bit easier on me?"

  "Haha... Next time, I'll definitely be careful!" Jiang Wenhuan heard Zhang Dixing's words and knew he was fine. The huge stone in his chest finally fell off. Huang Feihu glared at him with one eye and slapped the back of his head: "You scoundrel! You dare to have a next time?!"

  "Hmm...yes...yes..." Kang Wen Huan stammered beside him, Zhang Di Xin nodded his head, but couldn't forget the main issue: "How many troops and horses are there in this place, enough to make up three thousand?"

  "Reporting to Your Majesty, there are over 7,000 men here, each one a seasoned veteran. The 3,000 you requested earlier can be selected from among them." Zhang Emperor Xin was overjoyed upon hearing Zhong's words, as this number far exceeded his own expectations. If it were so, they could form an elite force of crack troops. Huang Feihu continued, "This man is quite good, but it would be difficult to give him up. I wonder if Your Majesty can show some leniency?"

  Zhang Emperor Xin was already happy, relaxed for a while, and how could it be impossible? The more people there are, the better. In the previous dynasty, King Zhou of Shang went on a long expedition to the Eastern Yi, causing the soldiers of the capital city to be unaware, hastily gathering slaves to fight back, which allowed the Western Zhou to take advantage of the opportunity and destroy the Shang Dynasty in one move.

  Prepare for a rainy day, and the work will be half done. Zhang Emperor Xin returned from Beihai and wanted to form an iron army. Until now, it has just taken shape, but it has already made preparations for the war against Western Zhou: "There can be many people, but the soldiers cannot be slack. The number of people is three thousand at most. If there is one more idler, you will come to see me with your head held high."

  Zhang Di's heart was greatly delighted, but he still spoke with caution. Huang Feihu and Jiang Wenhuan were overjoyed when they heard the news, and they knocked their heads to the ground in gratitude, saying that they would be loyal until death.

  Zhang Di Xin originally wanted to help the two up, but as soon as he stood up, he felt a wave of dizziness in front of his eyes, and his feet were like stepping on clouds, unable to exert any strength: "Damn, could it be a concussion?!"

  Everyone heard the emperor's words, but no one knew what "concussion" was. After looking at each other in dismay, they were even more at a loss as to how to treat this condition. Emperor Zhang felt dizzy and disoriented, and could only kneel down (the affected area was on the back of his head, so he couldn't lie down - poor guy had to kneel for several days): "I'm telling you, Taishi, about the matter in Chang'an... I'm afraid that within seven days, I won't be able to return to Chang'an..."