Chapter 33: Escaping

  "I'll lead the way and take everyone to a good place." Yang Yun said with a wink.

  "Do you know the way to Fengming House?" Yang Yue asked in surprise.

  "I heard a classmate mention a good place, just follow me."

  Five people left the dock under Yang Yun's leadership and entered the prosperous city of Fu.

  Hongyi woman Zhao Jia followed closely with ill intentions, but Yang Yun didn't fall behind and was on a busy street with people coming and going, making it impossible for her to find an opportunity to take action.

  "I see you can't even go to the toilet alone, do you have to bring someone with you? Thinking of this, my face suddenly turned bright red. What am I doing? I'm actually thinking of blocking a man outside the toilet, if this gets out, all my dignity will be lost."

  "Should I let him off?" The thought had just risen when it was dispelled by the evil and provocative smile of Yang Yun in her mind, "Hmph! Dare to underestimate me, must be severely punished, might as well wait until later to punish him and then throw him into the thatched house, anyway no one here knows who I am." She thought viciously.

  Yang Yun suddenly turned his head back, Zhao Jia was so frightened that her heart beat wildly and she quickly hid behind a small stall by the side of the road.

  "Did he see me?" Zhao Jia, who was nervous, suddenly felt that the atmosphere was abnormal.

  The vendors and several passersby around them looked at Zhao Jia with shocked faces, they only saw a flash of a figure, and then a beautiful woman suddenly appeared beside the vendor's stall, all of them were stunned.

  Zhao Jia hastily flashed and disappeared again. The onlookers involuntarily rubbed their eyes, suspecting that there was something wrong with their vision.

  Yang Yun swaggered into a flower street with others, it was not yet noon, the street was quiet and deserted, although the doors of various buildings were open, no one came out to solicit business.

  Yang Yun lifted his foot and entered a "Hong Luan Pavilion". The crowd was stunned, seeing Yang Yun had already entered the door, they could only follow up.

  A young servant came over yawning and Yang Yun tossed him a silver ingot, "We just got back from the sea, call out all the idle girls."

  The young servant pinched a few silver coins and smiled on his face, "Please come in, sir. I'll go get the girls right away."

  In an instant, a dozen or so fashionably dressed women with red and green ribbons in their hair surrounded Yang Yun and his companions, each one striking a pose and flaunting her charms.

  Meng Chao and others looked at each other in dismay, not knowing what kind of trick Yang Yun was playing. Could he really be so reckless as to fool around in broad daylight? But the people he had gathered were also too low-class, all of them being some unattractive middle-aged women, not even worthy of Chen Hu's attention.

  It's not that this brothel doesn't have any good-looking girls, it's just that ordinary customers wouldn't come in the morning, those red ladies are mostly still sleeping, only these ones without customers came to serve.

  Yang Yun took out a handful of loose silver coins and handed them out to people as they arrived, saying "Those who have come will receive a share, first take a portion of the reward silver."

  The women cheered and rushed forward, snatching up all the silver coins in a flurry.

  "My brother and I made a small fortune at sea, we thought we could have some fun here, but someone won't let us——" Yang Yun said with a helpless expression.

  "Who doesn't let? Let him come out and say something." "Young master's demeanor is extraordinary, who dares to control the young master?"

  "Alas - to be honest with you, the one in charge of me is actually my wife."

  The women burst out laughing, "Young Master, are you still afraid of your wife?" "You're the master, how can you be oppressed by your wife?"

  "My wife won't let me out to drink and wants to take away all my money. Can you guys help persuade her?"

  The girls laughed and said, "Where is the young master's wife? Let's go and persuade her."

  Yang Yun pointed to the door and said, "He's just outside the door, wearing a red dress, very recognizable."

  A group of prostitutes suddenly rushed out of the door and said, "Young master, wait for us. We will definitely persuade your wife to return home obediently."

  Yang Yun pulled over a small servant and stuffed him with a silver ingot, asking: "Where is the back door?"

  Zhao Jia was hesitating at the door, she recognized what this place was and couldn't muster up the courage to go in. Her hesitant appearance at the door was just like a wife whose husband had gone out to have an affair.

  "Hmph, did you think I wouldn't be able to get in just because I'm hiding inside?" Zhao Jiaxin took a deep breath and was about to sneak around to the side and climb over the wall when a group of birds flapped out and surrounded her, their beaks chattering away as they splattered saliva everywhere.

  "What? Speak clearly - what husband and wife?"

  What's the point of arguing with her? She just thought to herself that this wife of the young master is really beautiful, no wonder he's so afraid of her. It won't do, I must get entangled with her, can't let her take our patron away.

  It wasn't until much later that Zhao Jia finally understood what was going on, her anger causing her pretty face to turn dark purple.

  The crowd of women who were gesticulating suddenly froze in place, each one sticking out their tongues and maintaining the posture of spitting.

  A red shadow flashed by, like a ghost rushing into the Red Phoenix Pavilion's gate.

  After a brief moment, a loud and clear angry shout came from the yard, shaking the eaves of the house - "Yang Yun you bastard!"

  Yang Yun's ears moved slightly as he walked halfway down the street, and he heard this angry roar, his heart actually felt a little chill.

  "It seems that this wild girl has hated me to the core, previously I'd rather not meet her again, otherwise I'll really be thrown into the stinky ditch." Yang Yun thought to herself.

  Meng Chao and the others didn't have Yang Yun's abnormal hearing, so they couldn't hear Zhao Jia's angry shout, but they could imagine her furious expression after being tricked.

  "Yang Xian-di, you've really offended Zhao Jia this time. It won't be easy to face her again in the future." Meng Chao said, Zhao Jia's skills were exceptional and she seemed to come from a good background, offending her rashly didn't seem like a wise move.

  Yang Yun thought, "You don't know that this girl is plotting against me with a hidden stick."

  "It doesn't matter, that little girl relies on her slight cultivation to be arrogant and look down on others, if I don't teach her a small lesson she'll become even more unbridled."

  Yang Yue burst out laughing, feeling that his third brother had changed a lot. He looked like a young and tender bookworm, but he was there talking about others being little girls with an air of superiority, which didn't match at all. Moreover, Zhao Jia wasn't just someone with a little bit of cultivation, in his opinion, Zhao Jia himself was already a top-notch expert in the Jianghu, and with that incredible divine symbol, even if he became ten times more arrogant, it would be justified.

  Chen Hu and Meng Chao also burst out laughing, but they had no idea that in Yang Yun's eyes, Zhao Jia was indeed just a little girl, and her cultivation was only that shallow. Yang Yun's abilities were not up to par now, but his vision was incredibly high.

  Yang Yun secretly curled her lip and looked at the few people who were skeptical, knowing they didn't believe her, and she didn't bother to explain anything.

  Fengming Prefecture is the first of the five prefectures in Southern Wu, and it is also the most prosperous city in the entire state of Wu, except for the capital Dongwu City. Yang Yun spent nearly two months in Fengming Prefecture during his previous life, taking the imperial examination and waiting for the results to be announced. However, the time he spent there felt too long, and his deepest impression of Fengming Prefecture was actually from when he passed by after achieving minor success in his cultivation and searching for his relatives.

  At that time, Fengming Prefecture had not recovered from the devastation of war for over a decade. The city was overgrown with weeds, and ruins were everywhere. In the daytime, the streets were filled with emaciated wild dogs roaming around, occasionally digging out white bones from among the broken bricks and stones to gnaw on.

  People in the city have disheveled hair and dirty faces, walking unsteadily. They look no different from those stray dogs. In a chaotic world where human life is as worthless as withered grass, Yang Yun's heart sank at that moment, her eagerness to find her family was doused with a basin of cold water.

  Luxuriant wealth and nobility, like a dream, like dew; even if one is an emperor or king, a high-ranking official with a fat salary, a famous minister or a wealthy merchant, which one can ultimately escape this calamity? Thinking of myself, if I hadn't cultivated, by now I would probably also be just a pile of dry bones in the wilderness. After searching for relatives to no avail, my heart became even more determined to cultivate and seek the Way.

  At this time, Fengming Prefecture was a thriving and bustling scene. The pedestrians on the main street walked with their heads held high, and even among the vendors and travelers, there was an air of optimism and confidence. The wine shops and stores lined up along the road, one after another, without interruption. In the distance, the majestic city gate and the Wild Goose Pagoda were also famous scenic spots in the city. Compared to the impression of the desolate and barren landscape that Yang Yun remembered, the strong contrast made him involuntarily sigh with emotion, thinking that when he came here last time, the city gate had been destroyed, and only half of the pagoda remained.

  Just pick a big restaurant and go in, now everyone has spare money, no one will be embarrassed by their own mouth. At the moment, they ordered the best private room, good wine and good dishes were served quickly, several waiters brought the dishes up like running water, and took away the empty plates like flowing water.

  A few people were robust young men, who had been tossed about on the sea for several days, practiced their skills, and had money in their hands. When they ate, it was like a tiger coming down from the mountain. Whether it was Chen Hu embracing half a roast goose with both hands or Lian Pingyuan almost burying his head in a plate, compared to Yang Yun, the weakest scholar, they were all minor sorcerers meeting a great one.

  Yang Yun alone ate as much as the total of the other four people. It was strange that although he ate quickly and a lot, he looked more elegant than Chen Hu and Lian Pingyuan, and it was unknown how those things got into his stomach.