Zhutian: Starting from the Space-Time Merchant

Chapter 293 I avoid his edge?
"Oh my!?"

Suddenly, he spotted Lin Dao, and it was like two enemies meeting again, their eyes blazing with hatred.

These days, while lying in bed recovering from his injuries, he thinks about revenge all the time.

Upon seeing their enemy, they charged forward, howling.

Lin Dao's gaze narrowed slightly as he gripped the Glock 17 and the stun baton in his hands.

A fist-sized rock suddenly flew over and hit Huci squarely on the nose.

With a single blow, the bridge of his nose was broken, and blood immediately gushed out.

Hu Ci, whose eyes were watering from the pain, covered her nose and glared fiercely at Lan Yu, who was throwing stones not far away.

Lan Yu ignored him completely and continued searching for stones.

"enough!"

"stop!!"

Zhang Tianyou, the guest of honor, came over with a dark face.

The guests inside the hall were also whispering amongst themselves.

Zhang Tianyou was very angry.

He knew something was going to happen when he saw Hu Ci leave angrily.

They rushed over as fast as they could, but a fight still broke out.

Today is a banquet hosted by his most important patron, a wealthy merchant, with the aim of arranging a marriage alliance.

On such an important day, these people really showed no respect!

Master Xue also came over and bowed to Hu Ci in apology.

After all, he was the host, and the guest he invited had been injured, and that guest was a nobleman from Mongolia.

We must appease them.

At this moment, Huci's already not very bright mind was filled with rage.

His eyes were bloodshot, and he slapped Master Xue across the face.

"stick!!"

As colonizers, if they really want to break off relations, then they will.

He roared and drew his sword, slashing at Lin Dao.

The women around them gasped in surprise.

Holding her best friend's hand, Cao Miaoqing, who had rushed over, almost collapsed to her knees when her legs gave way.

Seeing the short, stocky Huci with his mouth wide open, red eyes bulging, roaring in his throat, waving his knife and lunging at him.

This scene is indeed frightening.

But Lin Dao has experienced far more dangerous scenes than this.

Without batting an eye, he released the pistol and pulled out a stun gun.

It has a telescopic function, and the buttons can extend outwards by one section.

'Zzzzz~'

The flashing blue arc of electricity struck Hu Ci's neck directly.

A powerful electric current passed through his body, and Hu Ci instantly began to dance the Saurden dance.

His whole body was shaking like a sieve.

Lin Dao received the electricity, and suddenly collapsed to the ground, convulsing, his eyes rolling back and foaming at the mouth.

After a strange noise, a foul stench rose up.

Everyone quickly retreated and moved away, their faces showing disgust.

"Killing you with one shot would be too lenient."

"Go and summon all the Mongol soldiers in the city."

"Before I leave, I will help the people of Hangzhou rid them of this scourge!"

Lin Dao, covering his nose, retreated repeatedly, dodging the biological weapon attack.

Under the astonished and uncertain gazes of the crowd, he put away the stun gun in his hand.

Zhang Tianyou, who had intended to drive Lin Dao and his group away, stepped forward in surprise and asked, "Brother, may I ask what this is?"

"My magical weapon."

"Nine Heavens Profound Iron Thunder Gathering Cudgel".

"Although it is just a stick, it can be long or short and can collect the power of heavenly lightning."

If Lin Dao said these words a short time before the incense stick had burned, everyone would think he was a storyteller, someone who was there to make people laugh.

But at this moment, he witnessed Lin Dao using this magic weapon to electrocute the strong Darughachi.

Now that he's saying this, everyone immediately believes him.

Amitabha Buddha~~~

A white-haired monk stepped out.

He came to Lin Dao's side, raised his palm, and chanted a Buddhist prayer.

His gaze was fixed on the stun gun in Lin Dao's hand, and he said calmly, "This benefactor, my Buddhist name is Zhuchuan."

Lin Dao tilted his head slightly, his gaze sweeping over him.

"You're not trying to say that this item is destined for you, are you?"

"You flatter me, benefactor." Master Zhuchuan smiled kindly.

"Such divine objects are beyond my reach."

"But it is a sacred object of our Buddhist sect."

“I have seen a description of this thing in ancient scriptures, and even the name is exactly the same.”

"Pfft~~~"

Lin Dao couldn't help but burst into laughter.

The name he made up is actually recorded in your Buddhist scriptures?

The old monk looked kind and benevolent, but when he lied, he did so without batting an eye.

He was indeed a highly accomplished monk.

Lin Dao also laughed, "Are you telling the truth?"

"It's true."

"Then swear an oath in the name of Buddha."

Master Zhuchuan immediately declared in the name of Buddha that everything he said was true, and if it was a lie, he asked Buddha to punish him.

'Zzzzz~~~'

Lin Dao knocked him down with a single blow.

"A mouthful of lies, a wasted life."

"spit!"

By this time, Huci's servants had already helped Huci, who was foaming at the mouth, to his feet.

It left behind a few harsh words and hurriedly helped its owner to see a doctor.

"My boss."

Shi Nai'an stepped forward hastily, "This person may come back for revenge. Perhaps we should avoid his sharp edge for now?"

"Should I avoid his edge?"

"joke!"

"Tell him to bring everyone here. I'm waiting!"

Zhang Tianyou quickly reassured him, "Your Excellency need not worry. With the Zhang family here, no one dares to act recklessly." "Please come to the inner hall, please take a seat."

Modern industrial products were considered divine artifacts in ancient times.

The electric baton, in particular, which emitted a ghostly blue arc of electricity at its tip, made everyone around them turn red with envy.

Zhang Tianyou was no exception; his gaze towards the stun gun was practically dripping with spittle.

The servants rushed over, carried away the convulsing Master Zhuchuan, and asked a doctor to treat him.

Cao Miaoqing, who came as a talented woman, hurriedly rushed into Lin Dao's arms to wipe away her tears.

This scene left everyone utterly astonished.

"This is the same person who beat up Lord Darughachi in the Scholar's Courtyard a while ago."

"I heard that Zhang Miaojing publicly admitted that he was her lover."

"How come it's Cao Miaoqing now?"

"Are these people involved in culture really this chaotic?"

The whispers and the constant stares from the crowd made it hard for Zhang Miaojing, who was standing alone not far away, to accept.

Especially when she saw her best friend nestled sweetly in Lin Dao's arms, her heart ached.

'I was right first~~~'

It's not necessarily true that she's genuinely interested in Lin Dao.

But her best friend's actions immediately strengthened her resolve.

You stole mine!

"Let go."

"hot."

Lin Dao gave Lan Yu, who was not far away, a wink, and then stepped into the inner hall.

Lan Yu and Shi Nai'an quietly withdrew.

The guests in the inner hall were undoubtedly wealthy and influential.

In terms of wealth, the merchants inside the hall must have at least a fortune to be qualified to enter.

In terms of status, even the magistrate of Qiantang County could only sit at the very bottom.

The group of nobles, including Mongol, Han, and Semu people, had previously kept their status in check and hadn't gone out to see what was happening.

Upon seeing the group return, especially Lin Dao, who was surrounded by them and was a stranger, they all curiously sized him up and whispered among themselves.

Both Zhang Tianyou and Master Xue greeted them warmly.

After taking his seat, Lin Dao waved his hand and said, "Go about your own business. There's no need to revolve around me."

This high-handed attitude only fueled everyone's curiosity.

Although they coveted Lin Dao's magical treasures and artifacts, they couldn't go too far in front of everyone.

After everyone was seated, the banquet continued.

Lin Dao wasn't very interested in singing, dancing, or music.

He was very satisfied with the dishes made with fresh ingredients and kept eating.

These dishes not only use high-quality ingredients, but are also exquisitely prepared.

Chicken marrow bamboo shoots, made by garnishing fresh bamboo shoots with chicken marrow, have an elegant yellow and white color scheme and a crisp and refreshing taste.

There's also pickled duck tongue; a plate of duck tongues requires dozens of ducks to make up this dish.

The table was filled with dishes, each one a masterpiece.

Sitting next to him, Cao Miaoqing smiled and served him food.

Seeing that he had eaten a lot of food, I helped him serve a bowl of ham and bamboo shoot soup to cleanse his palate.

Sitting opposite her, Zhang Miaojing witnessed this scene, her heart ached, and tears welled up in her bright eyes.

'I was here first~~~'

At this moment, Master Xue, leading his two daughters, Xue Lanying and Xue Huiying, came out to greet everyone.

This would definitely not have worked during the Ming and Qing dynasties, when ladies of respectable families would not meet with outsiders.

However, during the Yuan Dynasty, influenced by the customs of the Mongols, this was not taken so seriously.

The main target of the introduction was, of course, Zhang Tianyou's son, Zhang Yu.

Although young, Zhang Yu acted with remarkable maturity, which drew admiration from everyone.

After the two sisters sat down, they held up round fans to partially cover their faces and secretly observed Lin Dao, the only one who hadn't looked at them when they were introduced earlier.

Seeing that Lin Dao was only focused on eating, the older sister frowned and whispered.

"How could you be so rude? You seem to have never seen the world before. How did you even get into the inner hall?"

The younger sister, however, fluttered her eyelashes and said, "Something's not right."

"Look at his demeanor and bearing, he is definitely not someone who has never seen the world, but rather someone who is unconcerned with trivial matters."

"Huh?" The older sister stared at it for a while. "It is indeed somewhat different."

What kind of world hasn't Lin Dao seen?

When Emperor Li Erfeng held a banquet, he always had to sit at the head table.

In his eyes, these so-called rich and powerful people were no different from ants.

There's no need to maintain an image in front of these people; I can just act as I please.

If you think the food is delicious, then eat it; if you think the Shaoxing wine tastes good, then drink it.

There's no need to care about what others think.

Just as a tiger preying on a deer cannot possibly pay attention to how the crows in the trees perceive its eating posture.

The banquet continued.

In order to make his daughters famous, Master Xue took out his daughters' poems and asked everyone to appreciate them.

After reading it, a group of famous scholars, led by Yang Weizhen, began to praise the Xue sisters in various ways.

Some scholars praised the sisters, saying their talents were comparable to those of Ban Zhao and Cai Wenji.

Then someone else said that the sisters' talent surpassed that of all the talented women after Li Qingzhao and Zhu Shuzhen.

Yang Weizhen, who had drunk quite a bit, simply picked up his pen on the spot and wrote a poem in praise.

'The Jinjiang River only speaks of Xue Tao's stationery, while the Wu County now recounts the "Orchid and Jade Poems."'

'His literary talent and refined style have their origins; their harmonious blending illuminates this magnificent banquet.'

'The two brothers in misfortune are both famous, and Yingying is no less than Qiongqiong.'

'May the spring breeze verses from my pen be set to music on the strings of a zither.'

The crowd cheered and shouted, "Let's drink a big toast!"

Standard business mutual flattery.

The atmosphere at the scene was great, and almost everyone was satisfied.

Until the manuscript of the poem was delivered to Lin Dao.

Lin Dao simply said, "It's just so-so."

Just one sentence was enough to cool down the lively atmosphere.

The literary world has always been a place of mutual praise and flattery, where everyone is happy.

Only in this way can excrement and urine stand out from the crowd.

It's really a downer to suddenly hear someone say the truth.

Lin Dao hadn't finished speaking.

He glanced at Yang Weizhen, whose expression was unfriendly, and jokingly asked, "You've been working so hard to help him gain fame, you must have received a lot of money, right?"

(End of this chapter)