RBCT Chapter 30 Reunion with Ye Yinping
Chapter 30 Reunion with Ye Yinping
Although Katsumansong really wanted to go to the Aoki Houseboat right now to witness the splendor of the legendary White Emperor Sword.
However, since the Taoist priest Mingyuan needed to use his skills in locating the burial site and searching for the ancient tomb, Shangguan Hong, as his protector, naturally couldn't leave beforehand. Otherwise, it would be terrible if the old Taoist priest were carried off and eaten by tigers and leopards in the mountains.
The peach wood sword with ink lines from the old Taoist Mingyuan was not even a speed bump for these mountain beasts.
If he were to waive the old Taoist's commission at this point and have Shangguan Hong go directly to the Green Wood Boat with him, his purpose would be far too obvious.
In conclusion, Sheng Wansong decided to postpone his trip to the Aoki Painting Boat.
"Once I retrieve the Zhanlu Sword, the Green Wood Ferry will surely give it due respect."
The prize for winning the sword appraisal competition at Mingjian Villa this year is none other than the famous Zhanlu sword.
Upon hearing this, Shangguan Hong smiled and said, "During the Sword Appraisal Tournament, young talents from all over the world gathered together. I suppose Mingjian Manor never considered that this sword would be obtained by someone other than a true disciple of the six major sects. But with Young Hero Kesheng's attitude, it is clear that he is determined to obtain it on this trip."
"If you don't even have this much confidence, what's the point of learning martial arts or practicing skills?"
What kind of time traveler?
Old Taoist Mingyuan, carrying large and small bags and holding an intricately designed brass compass on his hand, impatiently urged, "Is it ready yet?!"
"I wish you, young hero, great success on your journey and a triumphant return!"
After offering her blessings, Shangguan Hong turned and left with the old Taoist priest, heading into the deep mountains to search for the ancient tomb whose location was unknown.
Sheng Wansong originally planned to return directly to Taoyuan Village, but then he heard a familiar voice coming from the inn.
"I'm sorry, shopkeeper, I forgot to bring any money."
The innkeeper flew into a rage, "Young lady, are you trying to dine and dash?!"
"No, I have a jade pendant here, it should be worth quite a bit of money..."
When Sheng Wansong entered the inn, he saw, "Hey, isn't this our Green Girl? Why did she forget to bring money again?"
He shouted, "Silver Bottle!"
Hearing the familiar voice, Ye Yinping's face lit up with joy, and she quickly turned around, "Brother Sheng!"
At this moment, the shopkeeper was about to take the jade pendant off. Sheng Wansong knew without even looking that the jade pendant that General Ye's daughter always carried could not be cheap.
How much does this meal cost?
He immediately asked, "Silver Bottle, how much money do you owe the shopkeeper?"
"Brother Sheng, you heard everything."
Ye Yinping scratched her head sheepishly and whispered, "Five hundred coins in total."
"How many?"
Sheng Wansong doubted that he had misheard.
It's true that martial artists have bigger appetites than ordinary people, but even a pig wouldn't eat 500 coins, would it?
It is true that Miss Ye is very voluptuous, but her figure is slender and well-proportioned, and it seems impossible for her to hold so much food.
Sheng Wansong glanced at the shopkeeper, suspecting that Ye Yatou had been ripped off.
Don't look at me.
The shopkeeper quickly waved his hand in denial, "This girl ate two chickens, three catties of beef, four bowls of fine rice, and five cups of honey tea. She also made me pack a whole backpack full of dry food."
"My inn is in the middle of nowhere, so prices are a bit higher than in the city, which you can understand, young hero."
That makes sense.
Seeing that Sheng Wansong was looking at her again, the green-haired girl blushed instantly.
"I...I'm lost in the mountains, and I haven't eaten for days!"
Helpless, Sheng Wansong took out five pieces of silver and said to the shopkeeper, "I'll settle the payment for the silver bottle. Shopkeeper, please return the jade pendant to her."
"Since Young Master Sheng has said so..."
The shopkeeper reluctantly touched the jade pendant he had just received, but the young hero in front of him had a close relationship with Daoist Mingyuan and was highly skilled in martial arts, so he dared not provoke him and could only hand over the jade pendant.
Ye Yinping accepted the jade pendant but did not put it away. "Father said that one should not accept favors from others for nothing when traveling. Brother Sheng, please accept this jade pendant."
You've been living here for free for so long, why are you still worried about such a small amount of money?
After thinking about it, Sheng Wansong decided to accept it.
"I think this jade pendant is worth far more than five hundred coins. Keep these silver coins and silver bottles safe, lest you lose them again."
Ye Yinping happily pocketed it, "Thank you, Brother Sheng. You treat me even better than my own brother."
So she's calling him "brother" now, which is quite sweet.
"By the way, Brother Sheng, do you know where Dawang Village is?"
After resolving the issue of the dine-and-dash incident, Ye Yinping remembered the purpose of her trip: "I've heard that the Great King's Village has committed many evil deeds; I'm going to teach them a lesson!"
Ok. . .
This girl is late for the Chu-Xiang Heroes' Gathering, and she's late for the affairs of Dawang Village.
Sheng Wansong shook his head helplessly, "Dawangzhai has already been taken down."
"ah?!"
Ye Yinping exclaimed in surprise, then comforted herself, "It's a good thing these bandits have been eliminated, causing havoc in the area!"
After exchanging words with Sheng Wansong, Ye Yinping squatted down and looked at An Lan.
An Lan didn't pay attention to her, but kept repeating "brother" softly.
"Little An'an, it's been so long, have you missed your big sister?"
Ye Yinping reached out to touch An Lan's head, only to have it slapped away. "I don't want to!"
"Also, don't call me An'an."
"Okay, An'an. Got it, An'an."
Ye Yinping liked An Lan very much, but An Lan didn't like her.
It's hard to say which of the two children, one older and one younger, is more mature.
After failing to pat her head repeatedly, Ye Yinping stood up in disappointment.
"Brother Sheng, I have some business to attend to in Lin'an City. Do you want to come with me?"
Sheng Wansong shook his head, "An'an and I are going to Suzhou to take a boat to Mingjian Manor, so we can't come with you, Yinping."
"That's right."
Ye Yinping belatedly realized, "Brother Sheng, you have an invitation from the Sword Appraisal Association."
"That sounds great, I want to go too."
An Lan narrowed her eyes.
This invitation from Jianshan Manor only requires one person to accompany the visitor.
Sheng Wansong patted An Lan's head. "Yin Ping, as long as you give your name, I think Mingjian Manor won't stop you from entering, but you won't be able to participate in the competition."
Ye Yinping knew, of course. "Recently, there have been unusual movements from the foreign tribes outside the pass. Scouts say that a large army is gathering at the pass, and Father has already led troops to Jiagu Pass to defend it."
"I have to rush over to Lin'an after I finish delivering the letter for my father. If you want to find me later, you'll have to go to Jiagu Pass."
Are the foreign tribes beyond the Great Wall making moves?
Sheng Wansong understood that if the four of them hadn't just happened to destroy Dawang Village, the stronghold would probably have already launched cannons to attack Chu Xiang.
Unexpectedly, by a twist of fate, a catastrophe was averted.
Indeed, the will of Heaven is hard to defy.
After thanking Sheng Wansong again, Ye Yinping stepped onto the main road and left, turning back to wave to Sheng Wansong several times along the way.
Sheng Wansong repeatedly reminded him, "Stay on the main road! Don't get lost again!"
Once the green-clad girl's figure had completely disappeared, the waiter came over to wipe the table and sighed, "Another war is about to break out."
Sheng Wansong knew that before the fall of the Great Liang and the establishment of the new dynasty, the wars would never end, whether internal or external.
Even if a new dynasty is established, it will only be stable for a hundred years at most.
Turmoil is the eternal theme of human history, while peace is merely a brief interlude.