Cursed Mountains and Seas

Chapter 100 The Mentor's Predicament, The True Identity of the Benefactor (Please Subscribe and Vote)
After dealing with the remaining henchmen and settling everything down, it was already the afternoon of the second day of the second lunar month.

The residents of Yuegang, who had suffered from the ravages of evil spirits and the attacks of Japanese pirates, waited anxiously for two days under the protection of the [Treasure Basin].

When the reversal of yin and yang outside the city ended and the dregs of history slowly receded, the whole city erupted in huge cheers.

People flocked out of their homes, spreading the news and repeatedly kowtowing before the Baoshan Beacon Tower.

May Old Shen live to be a hundred!

"My family will set up a longevity tablet for the official in charge of the year."

"Tomorrow I will send my son to the Shanhaihui to become an apprentice, so that he can learn skills and give back to his fellow villagers."

At this time, the victorious commoner faction's fleet also returned to Yuegang as the tide turned, escorting the gentry faction's fleet back to anchorage along the Xiangjiang River that flows through the city.

Wang Cheng's flagship, the "Qingyi," and Pu Shouying's flagship, the "Babao," which had already been cleaned up, were prominently listed.

He, Huang Yuanzhou, and Han Zechang have already divided the spoils.

Not only this sailing warship, which he captured independently, but also a considerable number of the 400-ton main warships of the gentry faction's naval forces fell into the hands of "Wang Fugui".

After this battle, they were completely satiated with dragon energy and equipment.

Finally, a silver-white dragon flew out from the well in the center of the octagonal building ruins, soaring into the sky, its roar resounding throughout the world.

"Look, it's a dragon!"

The old man next to him slapped down the hand that was pointing to the sky and scolded:

"That's Madam Yan, who has suppressed the dregs of history for over twenty years. She has protected the territory and the people, and her merits are immeasurable. You brat, why don't you kneel down and pay your respects!"

“Look, Madam Yan has someone on her back. It looks like the temple keeper, Miss Axiao, and Master Wang from the Mountain and Sea Society.”

"It seems that Miss Axiao and Fourth Master have done a great service for Madam Yan. Otherwise, even those dragon sons and grandsons surnamed Han would never have the chance to ride a dragon in their entire lives, right?"

Everyone looked up at the sky and, upon seeing this dreamlike scene of riding a dragon to ascend to heaven, gaped in astonishment.

Yun Xiao was simple-minded and never had the bad habit of "doing good deeds anonymously." She and Wang Cheng circled several times over Yuegang before disappearing into the clouds.

Zilu receiving oxen and ghosts receiving incense are essentially the same; they will naturally want to make their presence felt when given the chance.

Yunxiao and Wang Cheng also reached an agreement to entrust the printing of banknotes, specifically allocating a portion of the incense offerings and vows to print incense money for transactions.

Considering that it would be more convenient to have a reincarnated body when walking in the human world, the "pearl diver" was vomited out again in advance, and she was also given a gilding.

Wang Cheng and I sat on the dragon's back one after the other, achieving the "Dragon Knight" achievement.

Having shared a common secret and being true friends who would risk their lives for each other, the information available to them had finally become much more abundant.

[Rare Item: Yan Yunxiao (True Form/Reincarnation of a Flood Dragon), the lifespan of the true form of the Flood Dragon is unknown, the reincarnation is 22 years old (by Chinese reckoning).]
Obsession: Family, kinship.

From the first time we met, when I saw A-Xiao singing a fisherman's song to the Mountain and Sea Curse, it was clear that she was always thinking about the Yan clan members who had returned to their places ahead of time in the Curse Great Wall.

Yunxiao, who grew up alone as a dragon, longs for family and companions.

If they returned to their posts early, wouldn't they just be wiped out by the war? Wang Cheng felt a pang of sympathy and couldn't help but complain. Luckily, she had met a decent person like herself, otherwise she would have been sold out and would have been helping the seller count the money.

If you accidentally run into those unscrupulous merchants, it's only a matter of minutes before they turn you into their "family" and make you obediently hand over your money.

At this moment, the two men looked down and saw a huge fleet of ships, carrying the flag of the Shanhaihui, arriving late at the mouth of the Jiulong River.

The many crew members on board also saw the dragon disappearing in the sky, the fading historical dregs, and the Baoshan beacon tower whose glory was gradually fading, and they were all discussing it.

Yun Xiao disliked socializing with strangers; she glanced at them and then vanished completely into the clouds. Eagerly, she suggested to Wang Cheng:

"Xiao Chengzi, how about we go to the Pu family's old lair, Citong Port, and raid their property now?"
I'll fly you there, and we'll arrive at night, when it's dark and windy, making it easy to strike.

Wang Cheng, however, turned his head to look at the Moon Harbor below:
"Sister Axiao, wait for me a moment. Before dealing with the Pu family, I have another more important matter to attend to."

The people of the city were cheering, but the atmosphere at the Baoshan beacon tower was somewhat tense.

After carefully putting away the national treasure, the "Treasure Basin," passed down through the Shen family, the God of Wealth, Shen Yuting sat in an official's hat chair, gazing silently at the golden sunlight of the evening for a long time.

The Shen family, the God of Wealth, once soared to the heavens and also fell into the abyss. They understood best that there are two things in the world that cannot be looked at directly: one is the sun, and the other is the human heart.

The idea that good people are rewarded is a huge misconception.

Most normal people might be able to repay kindness, but things will get bad if even one or two of those who realize the existence of the "treasure trove" develop malicious intentions.

His ancestors' lessons taught him never to take chances.

"I should leave before the fleet from Shanhaihui enters the port."

He picked up the teacup and brought it to his lips, only to find that he had already drunk all the tea. Just as he was about to put it down, a hand suddenly reached out with a teapot and steadily refilled his cup by more than half.

Then a voice, somewhat unfamiliar in tone but very familiar in manner, sounded softly in my ear:

"Have you received the backlash of Pu's misdeeds from the long river of history?"
The Shen family, representing the God of Wealth, and the Pu family were on opposing sides. One family won and the other lost, but their final situations seemed to be no different.

The only difference is that one is driven by hatred, while the other is driven by greed.

Master, are you planning to run away with your basin?

Shen Yuting turned her head and saw Wang Cheng revealing his true face, but her face did not show much surprise.

He didn't dwell on how his fourth son had become the seemingly unassuming sixth son in the short time it took him to leave the house, nor did he question him about his title of "the Shen family, the God of Wealth".

After all, with the appearance of the "Treasure Bowl," many things have become clear to those who are interested.

All he needed to know was that this was still his original disciple.

His skill as a court attendant, his ability to "listen to thunder," was never wrong. Appearances can deceive, but the heart cannot. He took a sip of the tea Wang Cheng had poured and sighed.

"Fourth brother. In addition to imparting knowledge, teaching skills, and resolving doubts, a teacher must also teach his disciples the principles of being a good person."

This is your last lesson, as your teacher.

To achieve great things, one must establish oneself through open strategies and defend oneself through covert ones; one must be moral and ethical, skillful and shrewd in handling affairs; one must have Buddha in one's heart and a sword in one's hand.

There is nothing wrong with doing good deeds. The four words "the world belongs to all" are the greatest principle and will never be outdated.

However, our Shen family has never been able to grasp the profound truth that "without ruthless measures, one should not act with the heart of a bodhisattva," and the price we have paid each time has been far too high.

My teacher was previously in Southeast Asia.
Forget it, there's no point in saying all this to you young people. Words can teach you a hundred times but experience can teach you once and it will stick in your heart. You'll understand once you've experienced it yourself.

Fourth brother, this time your master is going to go a little further and visit the homeland of the Franks in the West.

I heard from ocean merchants that the waters over there are much safer than our own vast ocean.

East, West, the Netherlands, and a country called Britannia have just had a female queen ascend the throne, I think it's called the Tudor dynasty.
Want to come with me to see something new and exciting?

"If you want to stay in Da Zhao, that's fine too. I had already arranged a new identity for you, but now that I see how well you've changed your appearance, I've been worrying for nothing."

That's what they say, but in the end, they can't bear to leave their homeland.

The East and West Oceans are separated by thousands of miles. Once I leave this time, I may never be able to come back.

Shen Yuting drank the increasingly bland tea, yet he felt somewhat drunk.

Boom!
Wang Cheng said nothing, but casually tossed an inconspicuous wooden stake onto the table.

Chao Fenglang's "Listening to Thunder" ability allows him to hear the intense inner voices of people, animals, and even inanimate objects. He is most skilled at appraising antiques and talismans.

Without Wang Cheng having to explain, he "heard" its ability just by glancing at it.

He abruptly stood up from the chair, his lips trembling:
"Fourth brother, this...this..."

He knew that the Pu family had been ravaged by history, but he only knew the facts; only now did he understand the reasons behind them.

With the strategy of "openly repairing the plank road while secretly crossing the Chencang pass," although it cannot completely solve the problems faced by the Shen family of the God of Wealth, it is more than enough to address the surface issues.

Barring any unforeseen circumstances, this main branch of the wealthy Shen family will no longer need to hide and live a nomadic life.

It is a treasure that can be called a powerful artifact to suppress the family's destiny. The Shen family would not trade it for even the Imperial Seal of the State.

Seeing that his master was so excited that even his chronic cough had stopped, Wang Cheng worried that something was wrong with his health and quickly said:
“Master, you know me. In the future, I will have to take this treasure back to fight those traitorous bastards for the family property.”

We'll take turns using the wooden stakes; consider it as me renting them to you, old man.

Cheng Hui, like Feng Lin Zhai with its accompanying residence, only requires a monthly rent of twenty-two taels.

By the way, Master, I've already spoken with the brokerage firm. You can just give me, the landlord Mr. Wang, last month's rent.

"That's forty-four taels in total. I'll round it down to forty taels to reflect our master-disciple relationship. Cash or bank draft, please?"

His witty remark finally calmed Shen Yuting down from her near-fainting excitement.

Put aside the tactic of "openly repairing the plank road while secretly crossing the Chencang pass," and instead take off your cloth shoes and chase after them to attack.

"Master Wang? Forty taels?"

"You have no manners! How about I give you forty shoe soles first?!"

Wang Cheng had already switched back to Wang Fugui's appearance and turned to leave, leaving behind a grinning remark:
"I'm going to have dinner with Madam Yan first. Don't forget to return the wooden stake to me after you're done using it. I have a big deal to do tonight."

Shen Yuting chased after him to the door before turning back to look at the priceless "national treasure" left on the table. He stood there stunned for a long time before finally letting out a deep breath.

"What a good child."

"I, Shen Yuting, have sown good seeds for decades, and finally reaped a good harvest."

He waved his hand, revealing his past where he had used the [Treasure Basin] to hide his identity. His slightly hunched back straightened again, as if he had suddenly put down the heavy burden on his back.

He strode down from Baoshan Beacon Tower to welcome the reinforcements from the Shanhaihui.

At the same time, the capital of Minzhou was Rongcheng.

The Prince of Guangze's Mansion.

If we only count the first princes and dukes conferred during the Great Zhao Dynasty, there have been more than sixty princes and more than a thousand dukes conferred so far.

Because there were so many princes, there were almost not enough place names to go around, so much so that people jokingly said that in the Great Zhao Dynasty, "there was no county without a prince."

However, Qiongzhou, with its harsh climate, and Minzhou, surrounded by mountains, are two exceptions.

Minzhou, in particular, was a target place of exile for members of the imperial clan who had made mistakes, as major cities were located on the coast. Traveling by land involved arduous journeys and sea routes were fraught with danger.

As for the Guangze Prince's Mansion, although it is not a prince's mansion, its ancestors were not insignificant figures, and it even involves a little-known secret of the Han family's imperial clan.

The current King of Guangze has been bedridden for many years and is unable to govern.

When Lu Yi, the imperial envoy representing the emperor and commander of the White Scale Guard, came to investigate the "Minzhou Rebellion Case," he was received by Han Wugui, the heir apparent of the Prince of the County.

During the conversation, the prince's expression suddenly turned serious; this man, whose identity had been confirmed by the White Scale Guard spies to be extremely low-key and rarely venturing outside his quarters, was suddenly confirmed by the White Scale Guard spies.
"Lord Lu, I have been entrusted by someone to report a serious criminal of the imperial court who is posing a threat to the region and is hiding within the jurisdiction of Minzhou. He is..."

He paused halfway through his sentence, even pausing for a moment to himself.

'Oh right, what was I supposed to report? Also, where did my [Dragon Ball] go?'

(End of this chapter)