I come to see Bai Yujing today

Chapter 100 I'm here to vent my anger on Mr. Gao
It was past midnight when another rainstorm began to fall. Dark clouds covered the moon. If there were no shops open all night, the streets would be pitch dark.

Lord Gao Zhong, a fourth-rank official in the Inspectorate, was sitting in a sedan chair, hurriedly walking along Shuixiang Street in the west city towards the Inspectorate.

I don’t know how important the matter is that requires him to go there so late at night.

But the Inspectorate is a supervisory office after all, and Gao Zhong had many sleepless nights like this in the past, and he was happy with it...

The reason was that the experience officers of the Inspectorate could be regarded as real powerful officials. Any promotion or demotion of bureaucrats below the sixth rank had to go through the hands of the two experience officers of the Experience Department.

It was precisely because of this that Gao Zhong was able to purchase a five-story house on the best Shuixiang Street in West City. The Gao family was not a famous aristocratic family, but originally just a humble family.

But now, because of Gao Zhong, many aristocratic families in his hometown of Qingchuan Prefecture have to give face to the Gao family.

Gao Zhong even felt that if he stayed in this Experience Department for a few more years and took care of the affairs of many bureaucrats in Qingchuan Prefecture, even if he was transferred to an idle position in the future, after a few more years, his Gao family would have a solid foundation and could be called a noble family.

For the officials of Dayu today, this is already considered a great achievement. When they are buried in the ancestral hall after their death, their plaques will be placed at the top.

His mind was in a mess, and he thought a lot, then suddenly he took out a letter from his sleeve.

This was a new letter that arrived from Sunan Prefecture today. He hurried to the Inspectorate and had no time to open it.

In fact, there was no need to open it. Gao Zhong naturally knew what was written in the letter. It was nothing more than his own sister crying and complaining about her grief over the loss of her son.

He has received more than a dozen letters like this.

But even so, he still opened the letter, read it carefully, and there was a little more relief in his eyes.

In the past, he never dared to reply to his sister's letters, but now he can finally write a few words back.

"The fierce bandits in West Penglai even dared to kill the current military minister. The owner of Liuhuoshan Mountain has been hiding his identity for many years. All he wants is to make his actions more convenient."

"Then Chen Zhian... probably won't live much longer."

Gao Zhong put the letter into his sleeve.

He actually knew that he had become a long sword in the hands of the Si family, and getting rid of Chen Zhian was also what the Si family wanted to do.

But Gao Zhong felt that there was nothing wrong with this, as it was just a matter of mutual benefit, and it could even make the Si family owe him a favor.

When his term in the Experience Department is over, he might be able to rely on this favor to go directly to the Ministry of War, which would be a good thing.

In fact, before this, Gao Zhong had never thought that with his official position, he could not handle a mere court painter.

But that's how things are in the world. The young man who killed his nephew, as soon as he arrived in Xuan Tianjing, wanted to paint for Princess Linglong at the court ceremony, and even wrote an excellent poem, which made him famous in Xuan Tianjing. For a moment, he didn't know how to start.

Until he arranged for He Ling, and He Ling reached an agreement with Wang Fengshuo.

After Chen Zhian died, the Censorate turned a blind eye and let her return to the hustle and bustle of the world.

It’s a pity that Chen Zhian didn’t die on Xiuba Mountain for some reason, but that doesn’t matter... he just died a little later.

"Xiu Jing's revenge will eventually be avenged."

Gao Zhong thought about this and suddenly felt that it was a little ridiculous. He shook his head...

Killing Chen Zhian actually requires such detailed planning. Who can be sure of what is happening in this world?

At this moment, Gao Zhong suddenly felt the sedan chair shaking and then falling to the ground.

Then the guards carrying the sedan chair shouted, "Who are you? How dare you stop the Inspectorate's carriage?"

Gao Zhong frowned and lifted the lid of the sedan chair, only to see a young man in fancy clothes with a knife on his waist, looking at him with a smile on his face.

"Chen Zhian?"

Gao Zhong saw the long sword on Chen Zhian's waist and snorted coldly, "Walking with a sword in Xuantianjing at night, Chen Zhian, don't you know that this is illegal? If the government finds out, you will inevitably be imprisoned and investigated!"

The young man was Chen Zhian.

Chen Zhian stood not far from the sedan chair and asked, "Master Gao, do you recognize me now?"

Gao Zhong looked a little gloomy. "Why did you stop my carriage? Do you know that this place is not far from the Inspectorate? I don't know how many Xiezhi and flying fish are watching here. Do you... not want to live anymore?"

Chen Zhian shook his head and said, "Master Gao, you are the historian of the Metropolitan Censorate, and you have handled quite a few cases and documents. Do you know why Wang Fengshu escaped at the foot of Xiuba Mountain?"

Gao Zhong's eyebrows were almost twisted together, but he just stared at Chen Zhian coldly.

Chen Zhian asked again: "Master Gao, do you know that Zhou Xiujing wanted to kill me, and was so arrogant that he fought me to the death, and then died on the ring. His death was reasonable and in accordance with both morality and law?"

Gao Zhong finally spoke: "I don't know what you are talking about... Chen Zhian, you came here with a knife today, are you trying to kill me? Do you know that if you kill me in Xuantianjing, there will be no way for you to survive in this vast world."

"Kill you? Who wants to kill you?" Chen Zhian smiled and said, "I'm here to vent my anger on Mr. Gao."

Taking it out?

Gao Zhong was a little confused.

Chen Zhian slowly drew out the long sword from his waist: "The incident with Wang Fengsuo made me realize that many things cannot be explained by reason, and should not be explained by reason, but Lord Gao does not seem to understand, so I came here specially to have a good talk with Lord Gao."

"Are you crazy?" Gao Zhong said angrily, "Now these guards carrying the sedan have seen your face and know your name. If you attack again, you will be charged with attacking an official of the imperial court."

Chen Zhian remained silent, but his spiritual energy was already flowing, locking onto the four guards. Their every move had already fallen into Chen Zhian's mind.

The four guards had already drawn their swords. When they saw Chen Zhian draw his sword, their true energy flowed, the long swords in their hands glowed, and they suddenly pounced forward.

The four men rushed towards Chen Zhian, the long swords in their hands flashing with cold light, reflecting a chilling atmosphere in the dark night.

Gao Zhong is worthy of being a senior official of the Inspectorate. Even in this supposedly safe city of Xuantianjing, he has the protection of a martial artist with divine energy and three true essence results.

The knife flashed fiercely, coming straight towards Chen Zhian.

But Chen Zhian still stood there until the four men surrounded him.

But Chen Zhian's long sword was flowing with true energy, and a powerful sword light flashed by, and a cultivator in the Divine Yun realm was immediately chopped away by Chen Zhian.

He suddenly leaped up, and the index and middle fingers of his left hand formed sword fingers, which flashed past and hit the long knife in the hand of another person. The long knife was also thrown out, and blood flowed from the man's knuckles, and even his bones were injured.

At this moment, the strongest Shenyun guard had been seriously injured, and the other Zhenyuan guard was no longer able to fight.

Just from this brief confrontation, the other two guards already knew that the young man with the sword in front of them was extremely powerful. They had no chance of winning even if they were four against one, not to mention that there were only two of them left.

But Chen Zhian sheathed his sword and said to the two guards, "What are you waiting for? Go to the Inspectorate and call for help."

The two looked at each other, then looked at Gao Zhong behind them.

Gao Zhong had been in a high position for a long time, and had already developed some self-control and was able to remain calm in the face of emergencies.

He was sure that Chen Zhian would not dare to kill him, and the two guards would be of no help here, so he simply nodded to them.

The two guards immediately rushed towards the Inspectorate and disappeared into the night.

Chen Zhian stepped forward and came to the front of the sedan chair. "What are you going to do..."

Before Gao Zhong could finish his words, Chen Zhian slapped him in the face, causing him to lean back and hit his head hard against the wall of the sedan chair, with blood flowing from the corners of his mouth and head.

"Master Gao is in a high position. Seeing how skilled you are, you must have dealt with many people.

Have you ever been slapped by a victim?"

Chen Zhian stood in front of the sedan chair and talked to Gao Zhong.

Gao Zhong seemed a little bit unbelievable. This Chen Zhian... actually dared to do this?
He wanted to kill himself and then escape?
For a moment, Gao Zhong's thoughts became even more confused, but before he had time to think about it, Chen Zhian stepped on him again and easily broke his ribs.

Chen Zhian stopped talking, his eyes remained the same as usual, and he threw punch after punch...all at Gao Zhong.

But in just a dozen breaths, Gao Zhong was already dying.

At this time Gao Zhong was certain that Chen Zhian really wanted to kill him!
There was also fear in his eyes, but Chen Zhian suddenly stopped punching and kicking, looked towards the north city, and whispered to Gao Zhong: "Master Gao, you must remember carefully, the one who hit you is me, Chen Zhian."

After Chen Zhian said this, he walked leisurely towards the imperial city.

The severe pain in his body prevented Gao Zhong from fainting: "Is Chen Zhian really crazy?"

As he was thinking this in his mind, he looked up again and saw two figures wearing Xiezhi robes walking out of the darkness in the distance.

Gao Zhong knew both of these people. One was Liu Changxing, whose name was Xiezhi of Heaven, and the other was Jiang Taiping, whose name was Xiezhi of Earth.

When Gao Zhong saw the two men, he was immediately furious. He ignored the blood still gushing out of his mouth and said stumblingly, "The man who hit me is Chen Zhian, the court painter Chen Zhian!"

The two Xiezhi came to the sedan chair slowly.

"Sir, your crime has been exposed." Jiang Taiping said with a smile, "Please come with us, the Dali Temple will come to the Inspectorate to pick up someone."

Gao Zhong was stunned, and then he spat out a mouthful of blood.

He wanted to faint, but the severe pain in his body kept him awake.

"Something happened...what happened?"

"Chen Zhian dared to attack me because he knew that the Dali Temple was coming to arrest me?"

Gao Zhong was puzzled and felt a sharp pain in his heart.

Years of foundation were destroyed by a little young painter.

-

Chen Zhian beat the man and vented his anger, feeling much better.

"As a human being, you still need to be clear-minded."

He hummed a ballad, returned to the courtyard, thought for a while, and wrote a letter carefully.

Early in the morning, the doorman of Fossan Street delivered the letter to the Jiang family villa.

In the Jiang family's villa, Wang Lisu was sitting cross-legged in the pavilion practicing.

Cheng Jihe stroked his long beard and looked at the path in the courtyard from time to time.

Not long after, Jiang Yunjian came in person and talked a lot with Cheng Jihe.

Cheng Jihe smiled and said, "His family background is clean, and since he is the unpopular grandson of the Minister of Revenue, he probably doesn't want to stay in Xuantianjing.

You just happened to go up the mountain with me and became a cultivator on Floating Sword Mountain. With your talent, Chen Zhian, you will surely become famous in the world in due time."

Wang Lisu woke up from his meditation and nodded, saying, "With such a background, Chen Zhian will probably work harder in his cultivation. Uncle Master... congratulations on having a talented disciple."

Cheng Jihe nodded with a smile, and stroked his long beard: "With Chen Zhian's talent, he doesn't need to go through the nine gates of the mountain gate. Just wait for him to come and become my disciple."

Jiang Yunjian's eyelashes twitched, and he felt a little doubtful... Is Chen Zhian's talent in swordsmanship really that good?
Before he finished his thoughts, Cheng Jihe suddenly frowned, stood up, and pulled Wang Lisu over: "Go, go and take a walk, and quickly invite Chen Zhian over."

Wang Lisu said helplessly: "Since it is to become a disciple, how can a master from the sect personally invite him?"

"To prevent any more trouble at night." Cheng Jihe said, "Become a disciple as soon as possible and practice as soon as possible."

"This Chen Zhian has grown up without a master for eighteen years, how can he have so many dreams?" Wang Lisu advised, "Uncle Master, please don't be too anxious, otherwise the new disciple will inevitably become arrogant because of his favor."

Cheng Jihe thought about it and realized it was true, so he simply sat down and continued drinking tea.

At noon, a servant suddenly delivered a letter, saying that it was for Senior Cheng Jihe of Fujian Mountain.

When Cheng Jihe took the letter and saw the signature on it, he felt as if a stone was pressing on his heart, and there were some bad omens.

Wang Lisu and Jiang Yunjian also leaned over.

Cheng Jihe opened the letter, read it carefully, was silent for a few moments, and then slapped his thigh hard.

"This Chen Zhian said that his family elders would not allow him to leave Xuan Tianjing." Cheng Jihe was distressed: "Such a good seedling, I don't know what to do in Xuan Tianjing? Going up the mountain to practice is the right way."

At this point, he glared at Wang Lisu fiercely and said, "I asked you to invite him earlier. It's already a done deal. How can there be any complications?"

Wang Lisu felt wronged and complained, "The elders didn't want him to go to Floating Sword Mountain. It doesn't matter if I go earlier or later, the result will be the same. Why is Uncle Master blaming me?"

"However, where do these elders of Chen Zhian come from? Isn't it said that he only has one father?" Jiang Yunjian interrupted.

Wang Lisu thought for a moment and said, "Maybe it's his mother who's in Li's house?"

"Why don't I accept him as my disciple first, and he can practice in Xuantianjing. When his mother is willing to let him go up the mountain, he can go up the mountain then." Cheng Jihe began to think of a solution.

Wang Lisu shook his head and said, "Uncle Master, this Chen Zhian has no connection with our sect... If it was from any other prefecture, it would be fine, but this is Xuantian Capital. It is probably against the rules for disciples of our sect to stay in Xuantian Capital for a long time."

Cheng Jihe lowered his head and thought for a moment, then took a deep breath.

"I am too anxious. It seems that Chen Zhian has no chance to be with our sect."

“But…” The old man rolled his eyes and said, “I gave him the sword character, which can be regarded as an opportunity for him. If he can really achieve success in his studies in the future, it can also be regarded as a good fate.”

-

In Yufu Palace, Princess Linglong was looking down at Chang Weigu, the doctor of the Ministry of Internal Affairs and the attendant of the Academy of Painting, who were bowing and saluting in the hall.

Chang Weigu was a little frightened and didn't dare to stand up.

"You mean... Queen Longyue wants you to send Chen Zhian to her Mingyue Palace?"

Chang Weigu nodded helplessly.

Princess Linglong frowned and snorted coldly, "I won't allow it."

(End of this chapter)