Chapter 69 Trouble

  Tianquan Building is quite good, the dishes are not satisfactory, but it's not the fault of the wine house. I'm used to eating the dishes made by Yang Yunqiu's chef, and those made elsewhere, except for the exquisite delicacies made by top chefs, probably won't be delicious.

  This small restaurant is just a small restaurant in a small town, so don't expect any famous chefs to come.

  A group of people were tired all day, and it was also a heavy rain, the sky was dark, they didn't have the mood to do anything else, they simply ate something to fill their stomachs, and then went back to their rooms to rest.

  Zhou Dali lived in the outer room of Yang Yinquiu's quarters.

  Sitting upright at the door, it seems like he is planning to keep watch for the night.

  Yang Yunqiu sat at the desk, took out pen and ink to write something. Using a brush to suspend his wrist and write words was indeed tiring, but no matter how tired he was, it would not be more exhausting than using a spiritual brush to draw an array.

  After finishing writing "Di Renjie", he plans to rewrite "Jianghu" in his next series.

  He last wrote "The Drunken Sword" to test the waters, and it sold really well. Men, women, old and young all liked reading it, and it wasn't bad compared to "Detective Dee". So he decided to make it into a series too.

  Hero, beauty, good wine, famous courtesan, brotherly love, passionate love, Yang Yunqiu doesn't need to borrow too much from the world's martial arts novels. From his father's memories, he can find countless such stories, just replacing the monk's world with the warrior's world.

  As she wrote, Yang Yunqiu repeatedly recalled memories of her father. In the past, she had only seriously experienced the various cultivation knowledge left behind by Yang Jingtian, but now she couldn't help but speculate about his life.

  Unlike himself, his father was more simple and conservative when he was young, with an old-fashioned style. When Yang Jingtian arrived in Yan Guo, the war between Yan Guo and Qin Guo occurred every three to five years, resulting in countless deaths and scorched earth. His encounter with the ruler of Yan Guo at that time, Kuang Feng, seemed like a predestined miracle.

  An omnipotent and unparalleled cultivator saved the future monarch, who was in a precarious situation, from the wilderness. The monarch wished for peace throughout the land, an end to war, and for the common people to live without fear. He also hoped that all cultivators would abide by worldly rules and follow heavenly justice, not treating ordinary people as grass. Therefore, the cultivator escorted him from the wilderness to Dragon City, helping him suppress his nine ambitious brothers, clearing obstacles, and enabling him to become the monarch, fighting on his behalf.

  Died miserably under his own king's suspicion.

  True stories are more magical than legends.

  It's just too stupid.

  Yang Yunqiu smiled bitterly, thinking of his father's memory. He didn't even know who to take revenge on. Yang Jingting was misunderstood by Kuang Feng and accused of treason, leading to the slaughter of the entire Yang family, including all the brothers who were loyal to Yang Jingting, his woman, his adoptive father and mother. By rights, he should go find Kuang Feng to settle the score.

  Kong Feng was also killed by his own younger brother, Kong Ying, who plotted to usurp the throne and restore the Yang family's reputation. Now, Yang Jingting is still the most beloved Grand Master of Yan State.

  Can't even get along with the Kuang family anymore? Even if Yang Jingting himself is alive, he probably doesn't know whether to stir up trouble for Yan Guo to avenge his family or put aside his hatred and think about the people of Yan Guo, rather than causing more conflict.

  Yang Yunqiu sat upright at the desk writing, Zhou Dali's head nodded off to sleep bit by bit, as night deepened, a distant sound of wind and rain howling faintly reached her ears.

  Yang Yunqiu suddenly stopped writing and threw out a crumpled paper ball, which hit Zhou Dali awake.

  Young Master?

  "Here." Yang Yunqiu stretched and sat up straight, just as the noise outside grew loud, the entire Tianquan Building was lit up, with faint sounds of wailing and crying.

  Zhou Dali hastily pushed open the door and went out to take a look, only to see that Li Shanshan and several maids from next door had also put on their clothes and come out. Yang Yunqiu let Zhou Dali go first and protected the girls behind her as they went down to the main hall. There, they saw a scene of chaos: an old man with white hair and beard, dressed like a scholar, sat on the ground shivering; a couple in their thirties sat on chairs, looking terrified; two young men in their twenties, wearing coarse clothing, lay on the ground unconscious; and finally, a woman in her early twenties sat by the door.

  The gate was closed, and standing in front of it with a large knife in hand was a man who looked very refined but acted not at all refined. Next to him was also placed a huge wooden trunk.

  The man raised his head, looked at Yang Yunqiu for a moment, frowned: "You... are foreign guests? How did you get into Tianshui Town at this time?"

  Yang Yunqiu did not speak.

  That man smiled bitterly: "It's probably because I broke the bridge too late, and it even implicated you... However, you can only blame your bad luck, thinking that this is how your fate should be. Don't worry, if everything goes smoothly, you might be able to escape."

  "After some thought, he said: 'Well, you've arrived just in time and can bear witness for me.'"

  After finishing speaking, the man's gaze fell on several people on the ground.

  Li Shanshan grasped Yang Yunqiu's sleeve, and Yang Yunqiu lowered her voice: "When we came here, we passed by Quanhe and Jingjiang, the bridges above were all broken, don't you remember?"

  They really didn't remember that the vehicle they were riding in could fly, no matter what rivers, lakes, or mountains they encountered, whether there was a bridge or not, and even steep cliffs. They walked on roads that ordinary people dared not tread, and naturally, they didn't care about road conditions anymore.

  "Now that there are outsiders present, I'll introduce myself to the two guests." The man smiled and said, "My surname is Situ, my single name is Jun, I'm thirty-five years old this year. Five years ago, I went to the capital's Dashun Escort Agency to be an escort leader, and I have some skills in my hands."

  Yang Yunqiu took a glance at the big knife in his hand and smiled, "Biao head is being polite, this knife weighs over 200 catties, yet you're holding it in your hand as if it's weightless, you must have good kung fu."

  Situ Jun was apparently confident in his own martial arts skills and did not refute, pointing to the old man on the ground: "This is an old scholar, surnamed Jin, and also the only scholar in our Tianshui Town, teaching at a private school in the east.

  "This couple ran a silk store, the husband's surname was Zhao and the wife's surname was Mei. The two young men were apprentices at Tianquan Building, Xiao Wangge and Xiao Lige, and the young woman was the mistress of Tianquan Building, known as Sai Xishi."

  Just after Sito Jungen finished speaking, Jin Xiucan's face turned red with rage and he shouted: "Sito Jungen, what are you trying to do? Dragging us all the way to Tianquan Building in the middle of the night. You don't rest, but can this old body of mine take it?"

  As soon as he opened his mouth, the others also started making a racket. Sito Jun's eyebrows shot up, and with one slash of his knife, the table was split in two, even cracking the large bluestone floor with a fissure.

  The wine shop suddenly fell silent.

  Situ Junyi lowered his head, opened the wooden box beside him, and pulled out a person from inside. The man was thin and still wearing his undergarments. Situ Junyi shook him awake, and he opened his eyes in confusion, then suddenly let out a frightened cry: "What's going on!"

  He took a closer look at the situation in front of him and was shocked, kicking his limbs wildly: "You dare to treat our county like this, you reckless rebel!"

  Several others apparently knew the man and exclaimed in surprise: "It's actually County Lord, this...this...Situ Jun, don't go too far, do you want to destroy our Tianshui Town?"

  Li Shanshan suddenly became spirited, could there be a more exciting play than this? A real-life hijacking case, how interesting.

  Yang Yunqiu also found a chair and helped Li Shanshan sit down.

  They were so calm and composed that even Situ Jun was taken aback, but for now his attention obviously wouldn't be placed on a group of outsiders.

  Situ Jun blocked the county magistrate's mouth, pushed him away, and expressionlessly said: "Because there are guests outside, I'll say something about the cause and effect. I believe you all know why I did this without me saying it."

  Jin Xiucan gritted his teeth: "Your wife had an affair with another man, which infuriated your parents to death. She also killed a traveling merchant who happened to witness the affair. The county magistrate sentenced her to beheading, but even that was not according to our rules - drowning in a pig cage and sinking into the river would have been more lenient."

  Situ Jun's face turned iron-green, suppressing his anger, ignoring Jin Xiutai, and coldly said: "About a year ago, at almost the same time and place as now, you said that Ah Xiu was seen stealing someone in the guest room on the first floor of Tianquan Building by the shopkeeper and an outsider who came to sell wine. He also killed the merchant with a knife and fled."

  The group of people nodded in agreement.

  The county magistrate also came to his senses: "Your wife's ugly affair, that is what these people saw with their own eyes and heard with their own ears. Moreover, it was not just one person, they all saw it, the evidence is conclusive. Could so many people unite to fabricate a lie?"

  The little shopkeeper, Xiao Er, was also awakened early by someone and as soon as he saw Sutu Jun, he said: "That's right, I saw it with my own eyes, clearly. Your wife, Ah Xiu, often comes to our wine shop to buy wine for your father, how could I not recognize her?"

  Others echoed in agreement.

  Situ Jun's face turned iron-green with rage, gritting his teeth: "You're talking nonsense! If it were true, how could Ah Xiu go mad? She and I have been married for ten years, what kind of temperament she has, don't I know? At that time, Ah Xiu was already pregnant with my child, how could she possibly elope with someone else? How dare you slander her like this?"

  Xiao Wang sighed: "Situ Jun, you've been gone in the capital for several years, your wife can't stand the loneliness..."

  "Shut up!" Sze-toon slapped his palm on the table, startling Little Wang, who didn't dare to speak carelessly again.

  Li Shanshan saw that Situ Jun was so angry that he grasped his knife tightly, looking as if he wanted to kill someone. These people still refused to change their words and said with certainty that it was indeed his wife who had an affair. She lowered her voice and said: "Teacher, I think that Situ Jun is mentally unstable and might cause trouble. What they're talking about seems to be an old case from last year. At this moment, it's hard to distinguish between right and wrong, and the only way to settle it is by resorting to violence."

  As expected, they argued endlessly. Sutou Jun almost lost his mind and gritted his teeth: "No matter what, I don't believe Ah Xiu would betray me. Anyway, it was you people at the Tianquan Building that day. Someone among you must have lied and ruined my whole family. Today, I'll kill all of you to offer sacrifices to Ah Xiu and my parents."

  As he spoke, he raised his long knife, and a group of people were frightened out of their wits.

  Yang Yunqiu raised her hand and shouted: "Wait a minute!"