The Legend of the Condor Heroes: From Being Expelled from Peach Blossom Island

Chapter 302 The Great Filial Son

"I am just an ordinary person who came to Tongguan County to purchase some supplies. How could I possibly be able to help Young Master Tangkuo?"

"Just call me Wen Ruoming. I don't usually use the name Tang Kuo Shan Ying."

Young Master Ye is no ordinary person in my eyes. Among all the Jurchens and Han people I have ever met, none have been as handsome and refined as you. Your skin is as fair as a powdered face. It is rare, truly rare.

Judging from your demeanor, young master, you must be well-versed in literature and poetry, and presumably also proficient in the arts of music, chess, calligraphy, and painting. Only someone of your caliber can be of help to me.”

Wu Chengyu cursed inwardly. Originally, the guy's eyes didn't seem to have any ill intentions, and he thought it was a misunderstanding. Who would have thought that he was still looking at his face?

Well-read? I've memorized the Three Hundred Tang Poems. As for music, chess, calligraphy, and painting? I have some knowledge of guitar and Gomoku. Thinking about my greatest skill, it really is killing. I wonder if this guy surnamed Wen can accept that I, a refined gentleman, killed him.

"Young Master Wen, are you trying to force me? Please forgive me, but I do not wish to continue this conversation."

"Don't rush, don't rush. I never force anyone. Someone, bring the things over here."

Wu Chengyu looked at the box of silver ingots that had been handed to him, and the veins on his forehead throbbed. How come he was using the same trick as Qiu Qianchi, throwing money at people? But he was still more stingy than Qiu Qianchi, who had used gold.

From ancient times to his past life, it's always been this simple and brutal. It's just a pity that Wu Chengyu wouldn't even accept Qiu Qianchi, a woman who could be 75 out of 100 with makeup, let alone the man in front of him. Even his past self wouldn't cross this bottom line.

"What if I, Ye, don't agree? Will Young Master Wen resort to violence next?"

Wu Chengyu said he was very familiar with the following procedures, and began to exert a little force with his hands. This was no longer like when he was in Chang'an, where he had to pretend to be robbed and take the opportunity to sneak into the Da Ci'en Temple.

Wu Chengyu was just waiting for the other party to play hardball, so he was even harder than him. After he finished, he left Tongguan County immediately. At worst, he would come back in a couple of days with a different face.

"Young Master Ye, please don't be anxious. I was taught by my mother since I was a child that I dislike forcing others and will not resort to violence. The matter I asked you to do is also out of my filial piety."

Wu Chengyu was taken aback. How did this get involved with filial piety?

"Young Master Ye, you may not know this, but my father passed away a few years ago. My mother has been depressed ever since, and as her son, I really can't bear it."

My mother was a Han Chinese and a talented woman. Before she married my father, she loved to chat with handsome Han Chinese scholars about poetry and songs, play a few rounds of chess, or play the zither and flute together.

Unfortunately, the scholars of Tongguan County are not worthy of my attention. Who would have thought that I would meet Young Master Ye at the city gate yesterday? I thought to myself, "I am ashamed of myself in comparison to such a handsome young man as you. My mother will surely like you."

Therefore, I humbly request that you come to my residence today. You don't need to do anything; just keep my mother company and chat with her so that she can stop looking so worried and unable to eat.

"As long as you agree to help, young master, not only will you receive all this silver, but I also have some influence in Tongguan County. I can help you with anything you want."

Wu Chengyu racked his brains but never imagined that Wen Ruoming actually wanted him to accompany his own mother. What a filial son! He wondered if his father's burial clothes were all green from top to bottom, inside and out.

The key point is that Wu Chengyu actually felt that he was sincere and filial, and almost wanted to agree.

"If I, Ye, am unwilling to do this, what will Young Master Wen do? The way your people are looking at me right now is as if they want to kill me."

"Young Master Ye, there's no need to be so resolute. My men won't do anything to you, and I believe you'll change your mind. How about this: I'll give you three days. During these three days, you might as well think it over."

"I only hope that next time we meet, you will readily agree to grant my request and fulfill my filial duty; then everyone will be happy." "It seems Young Master Wen intends to confine me to the inn, just like last night?"

"No, I will remove the people around Young Master Ye right away. However, I have people at all four city gates of Tongguan County. As long as you do not leave the city, you will be fine."

"In that case, I will take my leave. Please make yourself at home, Young Master Ye."

After saying this, Wen Ruoming left the silver in front of Wu Chengyu. Wen Ruoming then left with his men. There were indeed no people watching him in the inn, but it seemed that Wu Chengyu would not be able to leave the city under normal circumstances.

How should I put it? This Tangkuo Shanying was kind and wise. He knew not to use violence and knew how to please his mother so that his father could be moved even in the afterlife. He truly lived up to his name.

Wu Chengyu was stunned for a long time, and the corners of his mouth involuntarily turned up. It turns out that people can really laugh when they are speechless. He shook his head, finally remembered his business, and left the room to go out.

The innkeeper and waiter stood guard outside the door. Judging from their expressions, they seemed to want to laugh, but their eyes were also somewhat amused when they looked at Wu Chengyu.

"Shopkeeper, could you please return the silver on my table to that young master for me?"

The shopkeeper's face fell instantly, and he quickly cupped his hands and said, "Sir, in this Tongguan County, no one dares to disobey Young Master Tang Kuo's orders. Since he gave you this silver, how dare we make decisions for you?"

If I displease Young Master Tang Kuo, my entire family will be doomed.

"But what if the silver is left here and becomes less?"

"Don't worry, young master. Since you're going out, from this moment on, I'll guard this door and stay here every step of the way. I won't let anyone in and I guarantee that no one will dare touch the silver or your belongings."

Wu Chengyu wanted that sentence. The key wasn't the silver, but the two chests of gold he had hidden under his bed. It was inconvenient to carry them with him when he went out now, but with Tang Kuo Shanying causing trouble, he wasn't afraid of anyone entering his room.

He simply ignored the innkeeper and walked out of the inn.

According to the information left by Old Man Liang, their contact points in several cities in Shaanxi were either inns, trading companies, or grain shops. However, the one in Tongguan County was somewhat special; it turned out to be a security escort agency.

Those who could run a security escort agency under the rule of the Jurchens must have bribed the local officials, which shows that the manager of this liaison point was exceptionally capable.

The name of the escort agency is also quite unique, called "Eight Thousand Miles." I wonder what it means. Surely it doesn't mean they hope the escort agency will travel very far.

Wu Chengyu quickly found the Eight Thousand Mile Escort Agency after only a little inquiry. It was located in Xifang City, Tongguan County, and came into view as soon as he entered the market.

The security escort agency had a large facade, with a vermilion gate and a stone drum on each side of the gate. This was usually something only military families could use. Even if the Jin people didn't care about such things, it was still rather blatant.

A large banner stood atop the gate, proclaiming "The Sword Suppresses All Directions," exuding a menacing aura. With its claim of spanning eight thousand miles and its supposed suppression of all directions, this liaison point for the rebel army was perhaps a bit too ostentatious.

Wu Chengyu was truly speechless. He tilted his head and stared at the gate for a long time before finally reaching out to knock.

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(End of this chapter)