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Pei Yaojun pushed Wang Hu aside and went to pick up the bracelet that had fallen to the ground.

"Ha! It's just a broken rope, is it really that big of a deal?"

Wang Hu laughed loudly and raised his foot to stomp on it, but he couldn't stomp down.

Pei Yaojun grabbed his ankle, and with a flick of his wrist, pulled him down.

That wasn't the end of it; Pei Yaojun was like an enraged leopard.

With his left hand gripping the rope and his right hand clenched into a fist, he slammed it hard into Wang Hu's face.

Then came the sound of the nasal bone breaking.

Wang Hu screamed and fell backward to the ground.

Pei Yaojun straddled him, his fists raining down like raindrops.

Wang Hu tried to struggle, but Pei Yaojun's strength was astonishing; every punch made him see stars.

"Stop! Stop!"

The sergeant led his men in and rushed in, trying to pull Pei Yaojun away.

But Pei Yaojun was like a madman and couldn't pull him at all.

The corporal panicked and shouted outside, "Go get the captain!"

A moment later, a tall man wearing leather armor walked in.

Zhan Yuan was about forty years old, with a square face and thick eyebrows.

He glanced at the mess in the room, then at Pei Yaojun, who was still throwing punches, and Wang Hu, who was on the verge of death, and frowned.

"stop."

Pei Yaojun didn't stop.

Zhan Yuan stepped forward and reached out to grab Pei Yaojun's shoulder.

Pei Yaojun threw a punch with his backhand, but Zhan Yuan dodged it by turning to the side and at the same time kicked Wang Hu in the side.

Wang Hu, who was lying on the ground, was kicked and slid a distance of ten feet, just outside the door.

Pei Yaojun was about to lunge forward when the captain raised his hand, "Hold him down!"

A dozen soldiers rushed forward and grabbed Pei Yaojun.

He was still struggling, his eyes fixed on Wang Hu on the ground, as if he wanted to devour him alive.

"Enough! What's all this commotion? What's your name?"

Zhan Yuan walked up to him, looking down at him.

Pei Yaojun was being held down, panting heavily, and didn't say a word.

Zhan Yuan wasn't in a hurry, and turned to ask the squad leader.

The sergeant recounted the events, and after listening, Zhan Yuan looked at Wang Hu.

"you say."

When Wang Hu opened his mouth, he spat out blood and foam, mixed with two broken teeth.

He had a lisp and mumbled incoherently for a long time, but the meaning was roughly clear.

The two had a falling out over a trivial matter during the day, and started fighting that night.

Zhan Yuan nodded and looked at Pei Yaojun's tightly clenched left hand.

"What are you holding in your hand?"

Pei Yaojun tried to hide the item, but Zhan Yuan gave him a signal, and two soldiers forcibly pried his hands open.

When the palm is opened, there is a broken, greenish-blue rope, its threads tangled and covered in dust.

"Given to you by your family?"

Pei Yaojun pursed his lips, remaining silent.

"That was given to you by your sweetheart. You beat someone up like this for something like that?"

Zhan Yuan dismissed the soldier holding the man and returned the hand rope to him.

Pei Yaojun took the bracelet, remaining silent and quiet.

"You two are fighting in the military, which violates military regulations."

Regardless of who came first or last, they will all be dealt with according to military regulations: twenty strokes of the cane each, and forced to stand all night.

Upon hearing this, Wang Hu scrambled to his feet and begged for mercy: "Commander Zhan, spare my life! He was the one who attacked first..."

Zhan Yuan didn't even look at him, only staring at Pei Yaojun.

"And you? What do you have to say?"

Pei Yaojun carefully tucked the bracelet into his pocket and placed it there thoughtfully.

"He struck first, but wrong is wrong, and I, Pei San, will accept the punishment."

Zhan Yuan glanced at him again.

The night was deep, and the drill ground was deserted.

Pei Yaojun and Wang Hu stood side by side after being beaten with military batons.

Both men were bruised and injured, but Pei Yaojun stood upright while Wang Hu swayed unsteadily, his face swollen like a pig's head.

Zhan Yuan stood with his hands behind his back, watching them from afar.

"He has a lot of backbone, but he has a bad temper. He beat someone up pretty badly on his first day here."

The sergeant chimed in, "That kid's got a tough bone to stick with; he might be hard to manage."

"What's there to be afraid of? Once you join the Burning Wind Army, even the toughest bone can be softened by their tempering."

……

Spring days are long, and the breeze carries a warm fragrance.

Accompanied by Madam Li, Liu Wenying and Pei Zeyu toured all the famous local sights.

We enjoyed tea and listened to the rain at a teahouse, boarded a painted boat on the lake, and even visited a long embankment lined with apricot blossoms.

Pei Zeyu walked beside her, shielding her from the sun.

They looked exactly like a loving couple.

But Liu Wenying understood that these casual strolls were for Madam Li's benefit.

She had important business on her mind and couldn't enjoy herself to the fullest; she no longer saw mountains as mountains and water as water.

Returning to the room at night, once the candle is lit, the daytime hustle and bustle is kept outside the door.

Liu Wenying sat in front of the mirror, removing her hairpins and ornaments, and the bronze mirror reflected Pei Zeyu's image.

He sat at the table, tapping his fingers lightly on the surface, clearly deep in thought.

"Second Master, I've spent a lot of time with Madam Li these past few days, but I haven't been able to get any more information out of her."

"However, I noticed that her maid had a very valuable bracelet. Even if it was an heirloom, where did a maid get such a fortune?"

"Besides, Mrs. Li was very nervous when I brought it up."

Pei Zeyu, ever insightful, said, "That bracelet was probably hush money."

"A personal maid is always by your side, so she naturally knows best what shady things her master has done."

Giving her an expensive bracelet is both a bribe and a warning; if the maid dares to tell anyone, the bracelet will be the perfect leverage against her.

Liu Wenying nodded, "That's what I think too. Madam Li's frequent visits to Qingzhou are probably not just for visiting relatives."

The sound of the night watchman striking his clapper came from outside the window; it was already 11:45 PM.

Pei Zeyu suddenly asked, "Aren't you going to ask me why I neglected my official duties and only focused on traveling?"

"Second Master must have his own ideas; I'll just listen."

"You trust me that much?" Pei Zeyu raised an eyebrow.

"Otherwise what?"

She said it as a matter of course, "Second Master is always a strategist and would never do anything useless."

His unreserved trust warmed his heart.

As soon as Liu Wenying finished speaking, she saw Pei Zeyu's gaze fall on her lips, as if he was about to lean down.

Just then, a very faint sound came from outside the window.

There are people outside.

Both of them tensed up at the same time.

Were their words heard? And how much of what they said was heard?

The two exchanged a glance, realizing they needed to find a way to get rid of the eavesdroppers.

But how should we get rid of them? If we just open the door and go out, they will definitely escape, and it will also easily alert them.

Pei Zeyu got up and blew out the candle, plunging the room into darkness.

The moonlight cast the window's shadow on the ground, and indeed, there was a figure crouching outside.

Liu Wenying's heart jumped, and she was about to ask what to do next.

A creaking sound came from beside my ear.

Looking back, I saw Pei Zeyu holding onto the bedpost and shaking it vigorously.

The old wooden bed made a sound that was particularly clear in the quiet night.

The ambiguity is abrupt and self-evident.

Liu Wenying's eyes widened, but Pei Zeyu remained expressionless, his hands continuing their work, making the bed shake even louder.

Fortunately, the figure outside the window had already left after listening for a while.

Pei Zeyu stopped what he was doing, clenched his fist to his lips, coughed lightly, and said in a breathy voice, "As long as it works."

Hmm... Second Master is right.

Liu Wenying's ears were burning red, but indeed, whatever the method, as long as it worked, that was fine.

…………