Sword drawn from the constellations, poison as its edge.

Chapter 133 The rain in the boundless mountains is pitiful; the long wind cannot reach Jiangnan.
Jiang Mingzhe carried Duan Yu on his shoulder and leaped onto the boat. The boat floated lightly on the water, only creating a shallow ripple.

Azhu and Abi exchanged a glance, both seeing the surprise in each other's eyes: This person is younger than the young master, yet his lightness skill is even better!

The two women boarded the boat and picked up oars. A'Zhu's eyes darted around, and she said with a grin, "Young master, did your aunt ask you to help us beat up that foreign monk?"

Jiang Mingzhe laughed and said, "I am Jiang Mingzhe, my Taoist name is Zhaixingzi, and I am known in the martial arts world as Long Aotian. You can call me whatever you want, there's no need to be so polite. The Tibetan monk you mentioned should be the Tibetan National Preceptor, the Great Wheel King Kumārajīva. To be honest, I can't beat him."

Ah Zhu's head was spinning from hearing his string of names, while Ah Bi chuckled softly beside her and said, "Sister, you were so pretentious the other day! Today, it's like a true god has appeared at your door! Quickly, invite me for a cup of tea, and let me teach you some fancy tunes~"

Azhu said angrily, "You're the one who talks too much and too fast!"

Jiang Mingzhe laughed and said, "Miss Abi, your Suzhou dialect is so beautiful, but my brothers and I can't understand it at all!"

Duan Yu's lifeless eyes flickered, and he said in a low voice, "Brother, Suzhou dialect is easy to understand! Miss A'Zhu has an amazing skill in disguise. When I first went to Qin Yun Xiao Zhu, she went in and out by herself, pretending to be many people, and she really fooled me. Miss A'Bi just said that she pretends to be someone else every day. Today, we've met an expert. Let her invite you for tea and learn from you how to act."

Abi and Azhu covered their mouths and laughed. Jiang Mingzhe glanced at Duan Yu, put his arm around his shoulder, and whispered in his ear, "Brother, that woman just now was my senior sister's daughter, Wang Yuyan. I asked my senior sister, and she said that she lived in Wuliang Mountain when she was young, and her mother's jade statue is still there. Brother, what we actually saw was..."

Duan Yu's body trembled, and he stared blankly at Jiang Mingzhe, saying, "Brother, you mean, the fairy sister is...is..."

"Yes, it is that Miss Wang's maternal grandmother."

Jiang Mingzhe ruthlessly shattered Duan Yu's dream.

Duan Yu stood there stunned for a moment, then closed his eyes in anguish.

Previously, when Azi and Zhongling went to Dali to ask for reinforcements, Azi secretly told him that Jiang Mingzhe suspected the secret manual in the Langhuan Jade Cave of Mantuo Villa came from Langhuan Blessed Land.

Duan Yu was very excited when he heard this and immediately wanted to come with everyone, but Duan Zhengchun didn't bring him, which greatly disappointed him.

Fortunately, a kind-hearted man named Kumārajīva brought him here, but it was too late: the girl had given birth to a daughter, and the daughter gave birth to another daughter, and the mother and daughters were endless.

As Duan Yu thought of the sorrowful events, two lines of tears rolled down his cheeks.

Abi tried hard to correct her tongue: "Young Master Jiang, what's wrong with Young Master Duan? The one who just scolded us was Miss Biao's mother, not her grandmother."

Jiang Mingzhe put his arm around Duan Yu's shoulder and casually replied to Abi: "A rain in Wuliang Mountain dampened my brother's heart. He thought it was the misty rain of Jiangnan, which was blown to Dali by the wind. He has been longing for it ever since. Now he has come to Taihu Lake and touched the gentle blue waves. Only then did he realize that the real Jiangnan was not what he dreamed of."

Duan Yu burst into tears and turned to hug Jiang Mingzhe.

Although he treats every pretty girl he sees as a treasure, that's just the normal state of youthful infatuation. But he was truly moved and attached to the jade statue. So in the original story, as soon as he saw Wang Yuyan, he was convinced that she was the real person behind the jade statue and fell deeply in love with her. Now that he has learned that the real person behind the jade statue is Wang Yuyan's grandmother, he really wants to curse her: "Grandma!"

To put it bluntly, I'm heartbroken.

It was my first time experiencing heartbreak, and I couldn't recover without eating a few barbecues.

Jiang Mingzhe patted Duan Yu on the back and said to A Zhu and A Bi, "My worthy brother is filled with pent-up emotions, which can only be relieved by strong liquor. May I ask where you two ladies can find this antidote?"

Azhu and Abi covered their mouths and laughed again. Azhu pointed to the north and said, "This is a body of water. It's far from Suzhou but close to Wuxi. Most of the wines in Jiangnan aren't strong. If you want to drink strong wine, the sorghum wine from Songhelou in Wuxi is excellent."

Abi added, "Their house also has braised pork belly with caramel and soy sauce, which is delicious with drinks!"

Jiang Mingzhe asked Duan Yu, "Want to go for a drink?"

Duan Yu, after being told this, also felt the urge to drown his sorrows in alcohol. He sat up straight, wiped his snot and tears with his sleeve, and nodded, saying, "Drink!"

Jiang Mingzhe laughed and asked, "Ladies, could you give us a ride?"

Azhu rolled her eyes and said, "I wanted to give it to you, but the Tibetan monk is still going crazy at Abi's house. It's one thing if he smashed Qinyun Xiaozhu, but if he really went to the old master's grave and desecrated it, Abi and I would have no face to see the young master even after we die."

Jiang Mingzhe said, "The Murong family is very famous. How easy is it to find the old man's grave? Fine, I won't take it for free. I'll have some drinks with my brothers, then we'll invite a few experts to deal with that foreign monk and avenge Qin Yun Xiao Zhu."

Azhu and Abi laughed together, "Young master, you're joking! What revenge could you possibly take for a house?" Duan Yu watched Jiang Mingzhe's casual remarks, which amused the two women, and felt quite envious. Hearing this, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration and interjected, "It's not just a house, it's Abi's house!"

Azhu clapped and laughed, while Abi blushed and silently began to row.

Seeing that A Zhu had thin arms and legs, and that the oar was thicker than her wrist, Jiang Mingzhe, in a fit of male rage, reached out and said, "Give it to me so I can row."

A'Zhu said, "No! You are honored guests, and we are just maids. If we trouble you, people in the martial arts world will say that the Murong family has no way to treat guests."

Jiang Mingzhe said bluntly, "You don't understand, my good brother. Let me test you. Why has it always been the man who is in charge of external affairs and the woman who is in charge of internal affairs since ancient times?"

Duan Yu was slightly taken aback when he was suddenly asked the question. Then, seeing the sweat on the two women's foreheads, he had another sudden inspiration and said loudly, "Of course, it's because needlework is for women, and physical labor is naturally for men. Abi, give me the paddleboard!"

Abi's face turned even redder. After hesitating for a moment, she still handed over the paddle, muttering, "A few idle words can turn into a basketful of dirt, but the truth is hard to grasp in one's hands."

Duan Yu took the paddleboard and translated, "Brother, Abi said we talk too much nonsense, but we have the logic in our hands."

Abi stomped her foot and argued vehemently, "I didn't talk nonsense, and I didn't insult you."

Jiang Mingzhe took the oar from A'Zhu and said with a smile, "It takes ten years of cultivation to share a boat ride. With such a deep connection, it's okay to scold Young Master Duan a couple of times. Young Master Jiang is petty, but you can't scold him."

Azhu laughed loudly, "Who talks about themselves like that? That's not how you row a boat!"

Actually, Jiang Mingzhe knows how to row a boat. Who hasn't taken a girl boating in the park?
Duan Yu, however, didn't know how, and rowed haphazardly, causing the boat to spin in circles.

Abi muttered, "What a big idiot, always showing off."

He then taught Duan Yu how to row the boat. Duan Yu was clever and soon learned how, and he and Jiang Mingzhe rowed from the left and right at the same time.

These two men possessed considerable internal strength, ranking among the top experts of their time. As they gradually unleashed their power, the boat tore through a silver wave, darting across the water like an arrow.

Azhu and Abi exclaimed in surprise, but the two women were both skilled in martial arts and used to playing on the water, so they adapted quickly.

Azhu wiped the water droplets splashing on her face and asked, "Young Master Jiang, you just said that the rain in Wuliang Mountain is not like the Jiangnan region in my dreams or something. I felt a little sad when I heard that. Is that poetry?"

Jiang Mingzhe shook his head and said, "No, that was my brother's feeling at the time. If you want to describe it with poetry, well, listen carefully—"

"Green willows and fragrant grasses line the long pavilion road; in youth, it's easy to leave behind loved ones. Atop the tower, a lingering dream fades with the dawn bell; beneath the flowers, sorrowful parting falls like the March rain."

Heartlessness is not as painful as deep affection; even a single inch of longing can turn into a thousand threads of sorrow. The ends of the earth may be reached, but the longing for you has no end.

Abi exclaimed happily, "This is Yan Tongshu's 'Yulouchun'! Young Master Jiang, may I borrow your fan for a moment?"

When Wang Yuyan came to tell Duan Yu the news, Jiang Mingzhe was practicing the Azure Dragon Fan Technique and rushed to the dock. Until he boarded the ship, he kept the fan in his hand and did not put it in the sword box on his back. He put it at his feet while rowing, but it was seen by Abi.

Jiang Mingzhe picked it up and handed it over, saying, "It's a bit heavy."

Abi smiled and took the weapon, opening it. Azhu praised from the side, "I've never seen anyone use such a weapon before. It's truly ingenious."

Abi took out several copper finger sleeves from her purse, put them on her fingernails one by one, and flicked the fan surface with her fingers, making a tinkling sound.

She plucked at the strings, then at the bottom, and after a short while, she found the right notes. A series of clear, ringing sounds filled the air, and she began to sing: "Green willows and fragrant grasses line the long pavilion road; in youth, it's easy to leave someone behind..."

It is Yan Shu's "Yu Lou Chun"!
Abi's singing voice was so melodious and moving. After she finished singing, Duan Yu tucked the paddleboard under his arm and clapped and cheered wildly. He also kept bumping into Jiang Mingzhe with his body, meaning that he should also cheer.

At this moment, A'Zhu stood up, pointed with her slender hand, and said with a charming smile, "Great! We've arrived at Wuxi! Look at those towering red eaves, that's Songhe Tower!"

(End of this chapter)