The First Marquis of Leisure

Watching Ji Changfa and the others gradually disappear into the distance, Bai Xinghe sighed.

He glanced back at the last city of the sixteen cities of Nanjun, and then hurried on his way!

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Seven days later, Bai Xinghe traveled eastward day and night, and finally arrived in the territory of the Yan Kingdom!

Only after arriving in the State of Yan did he finally feel completely at ease.

At least the states of Zhao and Yan have always been sworn enemies, with the two countries fighting for years and suffering countless deaths and injuries.

Therefore, even if Zhao Xing secretly sends assassins to kill him, it won't be so easy on Yan territory.

Moreover, currently, only Zhao Xing and the long-vanished Bai Shuang, Bai Li, and the others know their whereabouts.

Upon entering the State of Yan, Bai Xinghe immediately sensed a different atmosphere compared to the State of Zhao.

The roads here are wide and the population is large. It is a land of both culture and martial prowess, truly deserving of its reputation as the strongest among all nations!

He carefully inquired along the way and traveled for three days and three nights along the imperial road before finally arriving at the capital of the Yan Kingdom!

Upon arriving in the capital of Yan, Bai Xinghe had little interest in lingering amidst the bustling city.

He took out the silver notes that Ji Changzai had given him and first found an inn to stay in.

He then secretly inquired about Zhao Sisi's forced marriage to the Yan Kingdom and who she was marrying!

Bai Xinghe was both surprised and delighted when he found out what he was asking.

To everyone's astonishment, the dignified princess of Zhao, a stunning beauty who could topple kingdoms, was to marry the youngest seventh prince of the Yan royal family!

The good news is that the seventh prince is disabled. He fell off his horse when he was a child and broke both his legs.

Even now that he is an adult, he is unable to walk and will remain seated in a chair for the rest of his life.

He needs servants to carry him when he goes out!

Upon learning this news, Bai Xinghe breathed a brief sigh of relief.

This at least proves that Zhao Sisi is safe!

A person whose legs are completely disabled is unable to perform sexual acts.

After a good night's rest at the inn, Bai Xinghe got up early the next morning.

He dared not relax during his trip to Yan, keeping his purpose firmly in mind.

With his own strength alone, along with Zhao Xing and the eight hundred iron cavalry left by his father, it would be impossible for him to return to the Zhao Kingdom and avenge his family.

If we want to successfully exact revenge, we must borrow troops!

However, he was new to the Yan Kingdom and his travel expenses were given to him by Ji Changzai. He didn't know anyone.

Wanting to borrow troops is nothing short of wishful thinking!

After much deliberation, Bai Xinghe finally decided to first obtain official rank and recognition.

Only by passing the imperial examinations can one rise to power and complete the grand plan of revenge.

Moreover, with his advanced knowledge, it shouldn't be difficult for him to pass the imperial examinations in the Yan state.

After figuring this out, he went to inquire.

It was soon learned that Emperor Ji Xiong of Yan had specially built a Golden Terrace in order to recruit soldiers!

The Golden Terrace was established to recruit talented individuals from all over the world to serve the Yan state.

The current Prime Minister of Yan, Qiu Qingtian, is a native of Zhou. He was frustrated in Zhou, but came to Yan to realize his ambitions.

However, those who wish to ascend to the Golden Terrace must first prove themselves by achieving a ranking in the national examination.

After figuring things out, Bai Xinghe asked someone for directions and headed straight for Golden Terrace.

The Golden Terrace was located in the center of the capital of the Yan Kingdom, and it was built in a very grand manner.

The top was filled with gold, silver and jade artifacts. If one was qualified to climb to the top, one could take as much of the gold, silver and jade artifacts as one wanted.

Therefore, talents from all over the world come to Yan every day.

Bai Xinghe glanced at the magnificent Golden Terrace, and a poem involuntarily came to mind.

I would gladly die for you, Yulong, to repay your kindness on the Golden Terrace.

Looking at the talents from all over the world, Bai Xinghe felt quite emotional.

No wonder the State of Yan became the strongest in the world. Its politics were enlightened, and its emperors were good at recognizing and using people, seeking talent without being bound by convention.

"Gentlemen, seize this opportunity. I've heard that Dr. Li has made a new request: he's willing to spare no expense to recruit talented scholars from all over the world who are proficient in poetry to study at his academy!"

"Really? If I could really get into the Doctor's residence and become Dr. Li's disciple, it would be like having one foot in the Golden Terrace!"

"It's absolutely true, there will definitely be an official announcement in two days."

The people around him were talking, and Bai Xinghe, who was among them, heard everything.

He chuckled inwardly. It seemed that Li Chentian had been provoked by him during the poetry competition between the two countries.

After lingering for a while, Bai Xinghe got up to leave.

There was still some time before the national examination in Yan, and he needed to use this time to familiarize himself with all the rules as soon as possible.

Around noon, Bai Xinghe arrived at an inn on the side of the street.

This inn isn't luxurious, but it's clean, comfortable, and very elegant.

He went inside and found a seat by the window.

After a while, a young man dressed in fine clothes led a group of his men and stormed into the inn.

"Old man Hu, get out here right now!"

The young man in the lead was extremely arrogant, and as soon as he entered, he ordered his men to drive the guests away.

Soon, a kind-looking old man hurriedly came out of the house.

"Young Master Yuan, please calm down, please calm down."

The old man's name was Hu Pingfan, and he was the owner of the inn.

The young man was from a well-known aristocratic family with a powerful background.

"Alright, old man Hu, enough nonsense. Today you either pay me back with interest, or I'll smash up your shop!"

"Young Master Yuan, haven't we already paid back the money we borrowed from you?" Hu Pingfan explained, bowing his head.

But as soon as he finished speaking, Yuan Yao slapped him across the face.

"Old man, that's interest, you know? Today you either pay back the money, or let Myolie Wu come with me!"

Hu Pingfan was slapped but dared not retaliate. He could only force a smile and hope that Yuan Yao would show leniency.

But Yuan Yao wouldn't let it go. He not only ordered his men to drive away the guests, but also started beating Hu Pingfan in public.

Soon, a 60-year-old man was beaten to the ground by several strong men, his face covered in blood.

"grandfather!"

"Stop! What right do you have to hit my grandfather!"

Just then, a young and beautiful woman rushed out.

The woman showed no fear and charged forward, trying to push aside Yuan Yao's men.

However, he was instead subdued by Yuan Yao's men.

Yuan Yao looked at Hu Xing'er with a greedy expression, almost drooling.

"Xing'er, I've liked you for a long time. Today, you'll give in to me."

As Yuan Yao spoke, he reached out and lifted Hu Xing'er's chin.

"Yuan Yao, it's fine if you bully this old man, but don't touch my granddaughter, or I'll fight you to the death."

Although Hu Pingfan was covered in blood from the beating, the old man's temper flared up when he saw his granddaughter being bullied.

"Old man, you won't listen to reason, so you'll have to suffer the consequences."

With a single glance from Yuan Yao, his men resumed punching and kicking Hu Pingfan.

Although some of the inn's guests felt sorry for them, none of them dared to stand up.

After all, the Yuan family wielded considerable power in the Yan Kingdom, and ordinary people couldn't afford to offend them.

At this point, Bai Xinghe couldn't stand it any longer; he hadn't wanted to meddle in other people's business.

But his sense of justice compelled him to stand up.

"stop!"

Bai Xinghe suddenly shouted and strode over.