A thousand enlightenments in one night, starting from being a menial apprentice.

Chapter 443 Disturbance
After Duan Rong left the neighborhood, he walked slowly along a main street. He walked with his head down, his eyes deep in thought.

Although it was just daybreak, there were already a few pedestrians on the street, and the steaming breakfast stalls everywhere were emitting fragrant aromas.

Duan Rong passed by a stall and bought two fragrant sesame cakes. He ate them while walking towards Yunlai Inn.

When he returned to Yunlai Inn, it was already bright.

Duan Rong stepped into the inn and saw the thin-faced shopkeeper standing at the counter on the first floor, yawning. The burnt candle on the counter had been cleared away at some point.

Duan Rong walked slowly to the counter and said, "Boss, I won't stay in that upper room today."

The shopkeeper was slightly stunned and said, "Oh. Then I will settle the bill for you, sir."

As the shopkeeper spoke, he took out a greasy abacus.

Duan Rong said, "Don't worry about it. I didn't leave anything in the room, so just return it. For the extra money, feed the horses in the carriage in the backyard for a few days, and my servant will come and take it away in a few days."

"That's good!" The shopkeeper was immediately delighted. "Don't worry, sir. I will feed the horse well."

After deducting the rent, the money Duan Rong gave last time is enough to feed the baby for several months, let alone a few days.

After Duan Rong finished speaking, he turned and left the inn. After walking a few blocks along the street, he turned into a fairly large two-story teahouse.

He sat in the teahouse until it closed at dark, then slowly left the teahouse.

Including this teahouse, Duan Rong has been conducting intensive public opinion monitoring work in three teahouses in different locations and at different levels for a full six days.

After these six days, he felt that he could basically sense the direction of public opinion in Shenyun Mansion.

In other words, if he had set up a way to kill Shangshu Ling Li Shensi at this time, he could basically judge how and in what direction the situation would develop in the Shenyun Mansion's public opinion field if this really happened in reality.

He can already make a basic judgment on many subtle details.

Before the six days of public opinion monitoring, he did not have this ability. He could not accurately and delicately judge the direction of public opinion fermentation on certain events in Shenyun Mansion. This kind of thing is actually closely related to many cultural beliefs and various legends circulated here. Duan Rong had not learned about this in detail before.

Now that we can basically grasp the direction of the public opinion fermentation in Shenyun Mansion, the first phase of work has come to an end. Next, we will enter the second phase of work.

Duan Rong walked out of the teahouse and looked at the brightly lit street scene in front of him, his eyes flashing.

He walked to a street pub, ordered a few dishes and a pot of rice wine, and began to eat slowly.

After eating and drinking, he walked out. The night wind blew, rolling up the yellow leaves on the street. The night wind in late autumn was still a little chilly...

Duan Rong was walking along the street in the night.

At this time, there were not many pedestrians on the street. The patrolling soldiers were holding lanterns and walking casually on the street. Duan Rong avoided them one by one when he saw them from afar.

Not long after, he arrived near Changle Street.

Changle Street is the most prosperous street in Shenyun Prefecture. Most people who can live on Changle Street are rich and noble. If you only have money, you really can't live here.

The soldiers patrol here much more frequently than in other neighborhoods.

As soon as Duan Rong entered this neighborhood, he released his spiritual sense to explore. He had already achieved the fourth level of Yuan Qi Realm. Once he moved, he was like a ghost.

How could those soldiers find him?
In the dark night, Duan Rong's figure flashed and stopped in the shadow of a tree.

He stood in the shadow of the tree, looking at a house not far away, while at the other end a group of soldiers holding lanterns just turned around the corner.

After the patrolling soldiers disappeared completely, Duan Rong suddenly leaped up and flew in the night like an eagle. He lightly tapped the top of the wall of the house with his toes, and then his body shot in like a sharp arrow and landed in the shadow of a rockery beside the pond.

Duan Rong released his spiritual sense, covering most of the house.

He quickly locked onto the person he was looking for, and his figure flashed in the shadows of the trees and the pillars of the porch, crossing half of the house like a ghost.

Duan Rong stood in the shadow of the corridor pillar and looked towards a room not far away.

There were two guards standing at the door of the room, guarding it. Behind them, there were faint sounds of laughter and dense drum beats.

When Duan Rong used his spiritual sense to investigate, he could naturally see the situation in the room at a glance.

"This kid! He can live a decent life." Duan Rong smiled slightly and said secretly in his heart.

His spiritual consciousness immediately gathered and penetrated the Dantian of the two guards guarding the door of the room. He saw that both of them were at the fourth level of the Inner Breath Realm.

Duan Rong's figure flashed immediately, and the two guards felt a black shadow flash before their eyes, and they were hit by a palm knife on the back of their heads almost at the same time.

Duan Rong stood in the middle with his hands spread out. He supported the back of an unconscious guard with one hand and slowly placed both of them on the ground.

Then, he seized the opportunity and rushed into the house like a ghost.

The moment he jumped into the house, he saw a young girl with a graceful figure wearing a layer of red gauze, twisting her waist and beating a small drum around her waist.

Zhu Peng sat in front of the desk with his shirt unbuttoned, revealing his strong chest. His eyes were fixed on the girl's twisting waist and the key parts that were vaguely visible. The wine glass in his hand was raised in the air and he did not bring it to his mouth for a long time.

Just as the girl twisted to the door, suddenly a ghost flashed and the girl fell unconscious on the ground.

I saw a strong man with a full beard standing there.

Zhu Peng was startled, grabbed the long knife beside him and jumped up, without saying anything, he chopped at the man, and shouted like thunder in the air: "Where did this thief come from?!"

Duan Rong flicked the sword lightly with his bare hands, and the long sword in Zhu Peng's hand was hit by a huge force, and it turned backwards and almost slipped out of his hand.

Zhu Peng took two steps back to steady himself, looking at the newcomer with astonishment. This person's realm was obviously far beyond his.

Duan Rong glanced at Zhu Peng and said, "Don't be so startled."

"Hey! Zhu Peng! This dish is good!" Duan Rong had already leaned over to the table, grabbed a pork elbow, took a bite and said, "If I had known you were eating, I would not have eaten in the tavern just now."

Zhu Peng felt that the voice was very familiar. He walked to the table with a dazed look, looked at the man carefully, and then shouted in surprise: "Duan Rong! Why do you look like this?!"

Although Duan Rong had a full beard, his features and eyebrows had not changed much. When Zhu Peng heard his voice and tone, and looked at his appearance, he immediately recognized him.

Duan Rong immediately made a gesture to silence him with a mouth full of grease, and said, "Keep your voice down. I'm here on a secret mission. Take care of the two guards at the door and the woman, and then we'll talk."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Peng immediately straightened his clothes.

As he buttoned his shirt, he muttered, "Can't you just come in properly? You just jumped in like that and almost scared me to death."

Duan Rong was amused when he heard this and cursed, "Get lost! You are not good enough, don't put the blame on me."

Zhu Peng said, "Tell me yourself, was the way you came here polite?" Zhu Peng was indeed frightened just now, and he was still a little frightened. "I thought someone was going to assassinate me?"

Duan Rong smiled and said, "It's an emergency. I told you, I have a secret mission, how can I come here properly?"

Zhu Peng's eyes moved and he asked, "What secret mission?"

Duan Rong was chewing his pork elbow when he suddenly stopped and looked at Zhu Peng.

When they were discussing matters at Yunfu Peak, Zhu He had told him that he could ask Zhu Zhengfu and the others for help when he arrived at Shenyun Mansion, and Zhu He would send them a secret letter.

Because he was most familiar with Zhu Peng, he came to Zhu Peng first.

He thought Zhu Peng knew! It seems that he didn't know. This kid is really not the core of the Zhu family!
Duan Rong said, "Take care of the two guards and the woman first, and then we'll talk. I'll be gentle, don't let him wake up again."

"Okay! Then wait for me for a while!"

Zhu Peng first picked up the woman and ran straight to his concubine's room.

His concubine was chatting with a maid while doing needlework.

Seeing Zhu Peng suddenly rushing in, she was startled. Then, seeing him holding the almost naked woman, her eyebrows raised even more.

Zhu Peng acted as if he didn't see anything and ordered, "She's unconscious. It shouldn't be a serious problem. Please help take care of her. If she wakes up later, send a sedan chair to take her back to Yanyue Tower."

After Zhu Peng finished speaking, he ran out in a hurry without caring about his concubine's reaction. When the concubine ran out of the door, Zhu Peng had already disappeared in the dark night.

The concubine turned back angrily, tugged at her handkerchief, looked at the hot woman on the chair, spat, and cursed: "Who do you think I am? You let the bitch from Yanyue Tower into my room?!"

The elderly maidservant at the side looked at the woman with a twinkling look in her eyes and said, "Miss, since you entered the Zhu family, you rely on him. He is willing to entrust such a shameful thing to you. In fact, it is not necessarily despising you. In my opinion, he is actually trying to get close to you."

In the eyes of the maid, the woman wearing only a thin layer of gauze was obviously the one who was knocked unconscious by Zhu Peng. "It is normal for men to be a little unruly when they are young. Miss, if you can understand the general situation and handle the things he has entrusted to you, he will definitely trust you more in the future."

The anger on the concubine's face gradually faded away. She was a smart woman. Once she was enlightened, she immediately understood the difficulty. She sighed and said, "Put her on the bed."

Upon hearing this, the maid squatted and bowed, with a hint of joy on her face.

Zhu Peng rushed out of the concubine's courtyard and returned to the door of the room. He squatted in front of the door and held a porcelain bottle in his hand.

He opened the stopper of the porcelain bottle and pointed the bottle mouth towards the nostrils of the two guards. The stimulating and refreshing smell immediately woke up the two guards.

As soon as the two men woke up, they immediately squatted nervously, half-knelt and took the sword. When they saw Zhu Peng in front of them, they shouted, "Sir, just now..."

Zhu Peng said, "No need to talk! I know! The two of you, each guard one end of the corridor, and no one is allowed to approach without my order!"

When the two heard this, their eyes moved slightly. They looked at each other and said, "Yes!" Then they walked to the two ends of the corridor.

After Zhu Peng had dealt with all these, he pushed the door open and walked in, then carefully turned around and closed the door. At this time, Duan Rong was already gnawing on his elbow and drinking half a pot of rice wine.

Zhu Peng came over and sat next to Duan Rong. He grabbed the wine pot and said, "Drink slowly and leave some for me."

Duan Rong said: "Please find some time to go see Zhu Zhengfu later."

Zhu Peng asked, "Why are you looking for him?"

Duan Rong said: "I want to see him."

"That's easy." Zhu Peng filled his and Duan Rong's glasses with wine and said, "But you have to drink with me first. I haven't seen you for more than half a year, Brother Duan, do you know? During this half year, Miss Xueyin asked me about you several times!"

Duan Rong picked up the wine Zhu Peng had poured for him, frowned slightly, and asked, "Miss Xueyin?! Which Miss Xueyin?"

Zhu Peng looked at Duan Rong with a strange look in his eyes and said, "Brother Duan, you are so heartless! She always talks about you! You actually forgot about her!"

"She always talks about me?! Why did I say that I have been sneezing a lot in the past six months? By the way, who are you talking about? Which Miss Xueyin?"

Zhu Peng said: "Miss Xueyin from Yanyue Tower! Have you forgotten?! When I wake up in the morning, the bell rings, and I feel sad for my hometown. The crowing of cocks shines in the moonlit thatched tavern, and the frost on the wooden bridge is covered with footprints..."

"That's enough! Stop reciting poems. I get a headache just hearing this." Duan Rong said, "I remember now. Wasn't it the one who gave you two thousand taels of silver even though you didn't even touch her hand after meeting her once?"

Zhu Peng almost spit out the wine in his mouth and said, "Brother Duan, why do you make me feel like a sucker when you say that?"

Duan Rong chuckled and said, "No! Miss Xueyin is very good. But I am a married man, how can I miss other girls every day? Don't you think so?"

"That's right, Brother Duan, I admire you for that." Zhu Peng said, "When Miss Xue Yin asked about you, I told her that you were practicing in the sect. Then she asked if you had any poems and asked me to give them to her. Brother, since you are here this time, at least leave a poem for her."

Duan Rong bit the tendons of his elbow and said, "I told you, I get a headache when I see poetry now."

After Duan Rong finished speaking, he glanced at Zhu Peng sitting there silently, drinking alone, and seemed a little sad.

Duan Rong said: "Okay, I can keep one. But I'll keep it with you first. You can give it to her in half a year."

"Okay!" Zhu Peng was overjoyed and immediately brought paper and pen.

Duan Rong wiped his greasy mouth and hands with a towel and stood up.

He stood there with a pen in hand, looking at Zhu Peng, and asked, "Do you want a heroic and majestic poem? Or a lingering and sad one?"

Zhu Peng hesitated for a moment and said, "Let's sing a more sentimental song."

Duan Rong smiled slightly and said, "You really like this, kid."

Duan Rong thought for a moment, then began to write on the paper. In an instant, he had written down an untitled poem by Li Shangyin.

Zhu Peng read the scroll. Although he was not well versed in poetry, he knew it was a good poem. He only saw the title: Coming is empty words and leaving is no trace. The moon is slanting and the five o'clock bell is ringing on the building. Dreaming of a long separation, it is hard to wake up. The book is rushed to be finished and the ink is not thick. The candlelight shines on half of the golden jade, and the musk fragrance is lightly wafting over the embroidered lotus. Liu Lang already hates the distance of Pengshan, and there are ten thousand mountains between them.

But the meaning of this poem is obviously that we will never see each other again.

After reading it, Zhu Peng felt a sense of loss. He could imagine that Qin Xueyin would also feel sad after reading this poem.

Duan Rong said: "I have written poems and drunk wine. It is time to get down to business!"

Zhu Peng was slightly stunned and said, "Oh, I'm going to Zhu Zhengfu now. Brother Duan, you take a rest here and wait for my news."

Duan Rong nodded and sat back in front of the desk.

Zhu Peng put away the scroll of poems in his hand, left the room, picked a horse from the stable, mounted the horse, and rode out of the house to Zhu Zhengfu's house.

(End of this chapter)