Young master, why not become a corpse immortal?

Chapter 263 Does the eldest young master have other forces under his command?

That afternoon, the group returned to Qingniwa.

When Governor Lü saw that the person had been found, he was overjoyed and jumped for joy, pacing back and forth in the room.

They immediately unsealed the city gates and hurriedly went to find the restaurant that frequently dealt with the governor's mansion, where they booked a lavish feast to entertain everyone.

The others immediately returned Ao Xichun to Ao Cheng's side to prevent the father from continuing to worry.

When Ao Cheng saw the little girl running towards him, he was overjoyed and opened his arms wide, embracing his beloved daughter tightly for a long time.

A hint of tears welled up in the prince's eyes.

It is said that imperial families have always been cold-hearted, but what I see before me is that Ao Cheng is clearly more like a normal father.

After carefully checking that the little girl hadn't lost any weight, Ao Cheng finally breathed a long sigh of relief.

He looked at the crowd with immense gratitude, clasped his hands in prayer, and bowed deeply.
"Thank you all for your kindness. I will always remember it and treat you as my honored guests."

"You're too kind. We only contributed our search efforts; it was this gentleman who protected the young lady."

Lin Jiang did not take credit for it, but instead gestured to the fortune teller beside him.

Bu Suanzi was still lost in thought, completely unaware that this matter had anything to do with him, when Lin Jiang finished speaking and he suddenly came to his senses. He subconsciously tapped the tip of his nose with his finger, a look of bewilderment on his face.

Huh? Me? This matter is actually related to me?
After delivering the little girl to her destination, Bu Suanzi had originally planned to return home.

Such grand banquets for important figures have never been his concern. Firstly, he would be out of place, and secondly, he would expect that the dignitaries would at most bestow some gold and silver upon him before sending him away.

Unexpectedly, he was thrust into the spotlight at this moment.

Bu Suanzi's breathing quickened slightly. She raised her hand and used her fingertips to push the crossbar on her glasses, lifting the two lenses up a little bit to conceal her emotions.

Before he could speak, Ao Cheng had already stepped forward and grabbed his wrist:
“I will never forget your great kindness, sir. If you lack gold or silver, you may take whatever you need from the Great Yin Treasury; if you seek the Dharma, I will surely offer you the most precious secret scriptures. I will grant you whatever you ask for.”

"Such a generous reward, I really don't know what I should ask for."

The sudden appearance of countless things he craved left him momentarily confused.

“Then please think first. You can tell me anything you think of.” Ao Cheng waved his hand and said, “This is not just a polite remark, but the heartfelt sentiment of my Great Yin. I hope you will not refuse.”

Bu Suanzi nodded, turned to the side to think about what he should want, and chuckled as he thought about it.

It's a bit like finding gold on the street.

However, no one present showed any surprise at his behavior.

Regardless of the cause or the original intention, he saved people, and what is rightfully his should be his.

After saying this, Ao Cheng still held the little girl tightly to his side, not allowing her to leave his side for even a moment.

Ao Xichun also lowered her head timidly, looking quite uneasy.

After waiting quietly for a moment, and not hearing the expected scolding, Ao Xichun cautiously raised her face and looked at her father:

"Daddy?"

"Ok?"

Aren't you going to scold me?

Why should I scold you?

"Because I went out without permission, and this time I went very far..."

"How can this be your fault?" Ao Cheng gently stroked her daughter's hair. "Besides those villains who robbed you, who else is at fault?"

The little girl was right; she waited obediently in the car.

The guards at Qingniwa were right; they were on high alert, guarding against the thieves.

Ao Ning was not wrong either. With assassins suddenly appearing in the distance, she naturally needed to eliminate those enemies first.

Ao Cheng naturally wouldn't blame anyone else for this.

"Ah."

The little girl nodded obediently, and only then did I feel relieved.

This incident clearly left Ao Cheng with a deep psychological scar, which will likely not dissipate in a short time.

After calming himself down, Ao Cheng immediately turned his gaze to Ao Ning and asked:

"Can you find out who did this?"

"It has been investigated and confirmed."

Ao Ning directly reported what he had learned from his trip to the grasslands to Ao Cheng. Upon hearing this, a hint of hostility flashed across Ao Cheng's brows.
"The grassland... Ah."

Ao Cheng etched this matter deep into his heart. Although he did not say anything, his expression was gloomy.

Clearly, this incident has created a deep-seated grudge, etched into Ao Cheng's heart like a knife, one that even the fiercest winds and sandstorms cannot erase.

Ao Cheng lamented that the Great Yin was far from the grasslands, and if he wanted to mobilize troops to conquer them, he would have to pass through Daxing.

Even with a strong military at its disposal, Daxing would certainly not agree to a large-scale troop transport across its borders.

Feeling helpless, he had no choice but to suppress the matter for the time being, pull himself together, and smile at the people before him.
"My daughter has returned safely, and I should be the host to treat everyone. Unfortunately, this is not the Great Yin Dynasty, so I can only ask Brother Lü to prepare the banquet for now. Please do not refuse. Such a joyous occasion should be celebrated to the fullest."

……

At the banquet that night, everyone enjoyed a sumptuous feast, featuring mostly fresh fish from the coast, paired with meat dishes made from northern specialties, creating a lively atmosphere.

Most of the other guests were very comfortable, but Bu Suanzi was somewhat uncomfortable while eating.

He sat next to the main seat, a rather important guest seat, and many Qingniwa officials came forward to exchange pleasantries, making Bu Suanzi feel very uncomfortable.

It would be better to let him roam the world and meet a chivalrous hero. With just a cup of wine and a bowl of broad beans, he could chat with him all night long. But if he were to clink glasses with the official in front of him, he would feel uncomfortable all over, as if ants were crawling on him.

On the other side, Ao Cheng learned about Li Xinguang's identity through the introduction of Governor Lü. After learning that the other party was a general of the General's Mansion and had certain Taoist skills, he was extremely excited and had an in-depth discussion with Li Xinguang on how to deal with the grassland people.

No one else got involved; the two of them were simply having a pleasant conversation.

Jiang Jinyue barely exerted any effort, and seeing that his adoptive mother had no intention of grabbing him again, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Just as he was about to drink a few more sips of wine to calm his mind, he saw Xiao Shanshen pulling Ao Xichun as they jogged closer.

Xiao Shanshen stood in front of Jiang Jinyue, hands on his hips, while Ao Xichun also looked at Jiang Jinyue:

"This is the incredibly powerful master you were talking about?" "That's right! Very powerful! He's my master! Truly amazing!"

Xiao Shanshen's voice was loud and clear.

Jiang Jinyue chuckled silently.

Xiao Shanshen had always loved learning martial arts and had always wanted to become Jiang Jinyue's disciple. As time went by, Xiao Shanshen's way of addressing Jiang Jinyue also changed.

What's the matter between you two?

Jiang Jinyue asked with a gentle smile.

"She wants to learn really, really powerful kung fu! That way she can protect herself when she's out in the world!"

Xiao Shanshen pointed at Ao Xichun, who then imitated the fist-and-palm salute that Xiao Shanshen had taught her before, making a fist with her left hand and a palm with her right, and solemnly and meticulously performed the salute for Jiang Jinyue.

You did it backwards.

Jiang Jinyue chuckled. She subconsciously glanced at Ao Ning sitting next to her, who nodded slightly, seemingly in agreement.

Jiang Jinyue stood up and smiled:

"Alright, I'll teach you today."

She simply led the two little ones into a horse stance inside the house. Seeing Ao Xichun's serious expression, Ao Cheng couldn't help but laugh out loud. He walked to his daughter's side, placed his hands under her arms, and gently lifted the little girl up, spinning her around in place.

This made the little girl very unhappy; she kicked her legs wildly and screamed.
"Father! I want to become very powerful, put me down! Father, put me down!"

The host and guests were all smiles, leaving only Ao Xichun shouting and yelling angrily.

As Bu Suanzi watched this scene, he stroked his beard slightly.

He probably saved this little girl mainly for this very moment.

Then, he suddenly thought of the strange, foggy town he had passed through, and the "friend" who claimed to know Tin Man, and a few more doubts arose in his heart.

He simply took out the booklet that could connect him to the capital from his pocket.

The contents written in this book will be immediately visible in the capital.

However, it has a limited word count, and it takes three days and months to recover its effect after writing a sentence. It is only suitable for emergency use, and it is not quite right for communication.

He then picked up a pen and casually wrote the following above:

"Having met you, I am now safe. I have encountered a remarkable person who calls himself your friend, and seems to be a chivalrous gentleman from the martial world. Do you recognize him?"

……

As Guan Yan looked at the contents of the book, he couldn't help but ponder it to himself.

A wandering swordsman?
He had met Gong Xuan before, and the man was clearly dressed as a Taoist priest, so he should be the right person.

If my old friend really did meet Gongxuan back then, then what's written in this book is probably that he met a Taoist priest.

After thinking it over, he decided it was best not to speculate, so he gently closed the booklet, found a quiet place, and peacefully closed his eyes.

A moment later, he felt his body disappear into a dark void.

"Brother drunkard, brother drunkard."

He called out softly twice, and after a moment, the drunkard's voice indeed rang out from the depths of the darkness:
"I'm here."

"Thank you for your help, brother."

"It's alright, I didn't actually do anything this time."

"My old friend said he met someone I knew who helped him a lot. Is that the drunkard I was talking about?"

Upon hearing Guan Yan's question, the drunkard hesitated for a moment:

"that's not me."

"what?"

Who exactly is this old brother of mine talking about?

Just as he was pondering this, the eldest son's voice rang in his ear:

“Those are my men.”

Upon hearing this, Guan Yan suddenly realized what was going on.

No wonder the other person recognized me.

It seems that when the eldest son entrusted the matter to the old man known as the "drunkard," he also took it to heart.

He felt a surge of gratitude and repeatedly clasped his hands in thanks.

As the saying goes, every man has a way of repaying a debt. At this moment, he happens to owe the eldest young master a favor. However, when he inquired about the eldest young master, the other party had nothing to do with him recently and only instructed him to keep a close eye on the developments in the capital. Guan Yan readily agreed.

After exiting the darkness, Guan Yan fell into deep thought.

The eldest son's subordinates...

In a sense, this group was under the command of the eldest son, but they were only able to gather and exchange messages through those coffins.

But his subordinates are completely different now.

They are probably not among those currently gathered.

This line of reasoning...

Are there other forces secretly operating under the eldest son?
Guan Yan couldn't help but ponder this in his heart.

……

Lin Jiang slowly opened his eyes and found himself in a guest room in Qingniwa.

The night is deep and everything is silent.

With most of the trivial matters taken care of, Lin Jiang finally had a moment of solitude.

He opened his palm, and a wisp of mist slowly swirled in his palm.