After being forced into a marriage with a wealthy family, the virtuous wife caused a huge uproar.

She went to Honghao Tower to change her clothes, put on a cap, and headed towards the Fourth Prince's residence. Just as she was about to go around to the back gate of the Fourth Prince's residence, she saw the front gate open and Yuwen Zhang being pushed out.

As if by telepathy, Yuwen Zhang looked in the direction where Rong Yingluo was and spotted her at a glance.

The two were very in sync. Yuwen Zhang was carried onto the carriage by the guards, and as the carriage passed Rong Yingluo, she leaped onto it at an incredible speed.

"You heartless little thing, you haven't come to see me in so long." Yuwen Zhang complained as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Where are you going?" Rong Yingluo took off her cap, revealing a bright smile.

"Our escort team is all set up. I'll go take a look. Since you're here, let's go together." Yuwen Zhang now has something he wants to do, and his spirits are much better than before. Even though he can't walk yet, he lives a much more cheerful life than before.

"Okay." Rong Yingluo only gave money and didn't do anything else. She was really too lazy. It's necessary to go and take a look.

"Why did you suddenly decide to come to see me today?" Yuwen Zhang knew she wouldn't visit his house without a reason.

"I have something important to discuss, and I'd like to ask you to participate," Rong Yingluo said with a smile.

"What's the big deal?" Yuwen Zhang asked, intrigued.

Then, Rong Yingluo recounted how she discovered the dowry had flowed into Baibaozhai while shopping that day, how she dealt with Su Shi and her son after returning home, and the plans they had discussed.

"You want me to get a piece of the pie too?" Yuwen Zhang wasn't stupid.

"Would you like to participate?" Rong Yingluo asked with a smile.

They had discussed it beforehand, and realized that with the few people Li Xuanye and Gu Ce had, they might not be able to take down the Heaven and Earth Gambling House. At that time, Rong Yingluo thought of calling Yuwen Zhang as well, since he had more people under his command.

"Of course I want to. I'd be more than happy to cause trouble for my elder brother, the Crown Prince." A faint sinister glint appeared in Yuwen Zhang's eyes.

"Haha, okay, let's make things difficult for him together."

The two discussed for a while how to cooperate.

They arrived at a large courtyard that Yuwen Zhang had bought, chatting and laughing.

This place is not in the bustling Imperial City, but in the West Market, which is mostly inhabited by merchants.

The front of this house can be used as a shop to receive guests who come to deliver goods, while the back can be used as a residence for the镖师 (bodyguards/escorts) and a training ground for martial arts.

The house is a bit old, but it's just right for these people to live in.

Yuwen Zhang led Rong Yingluo in and saw a large group of people standing neatly in the courtyard. Each of them had some kind of disability, but they were clearly selected and each had a certain fighting ability.

They trained as if they were still in the military camp.

There are more than 300 people by sight.

"These people are all destitute and have no one to rely on at home, and some of them are seriously injured. I've assigned them to support duties in the rear," Yuwen Zhang explained.

"That's right, they're all very masculine."

I plan to select a few dozen from these people and send them to the Prime Minister's residence, which the Emperor has just bestowed upon me. Those with lower martial arts requirements will likely not all be highly skilled in combat.

The Emperor also bestowed five shops upon me, which I plan to open myself, and I'll be selecting staff from your side as well. Could you help me choose suitable personnel later? Rong Yingluo had already planned this out.

This will also help Yuwen Zhang share some of the burden.

There are far too many people forming a caravan; it's necessary to divide them up.

"Alright." Yuwen Zhang readily agreed.

"Oh dear, I haven't practiced martial arts in ages since I entered the Gu family. This venue is great today. Brother Zhang, find a few people to spar with me." Rong Yingluo's hands were itching to practice.

I haven't exercised for two months, and my body is stiff.

"Then practice with me first, and see if you've improved." How could Yuwen Zhang bear to let those stinky men get close to the little fairy?

"How can you compete with me while you're in a wheelchair?" Rong Yingluo felt looked down upon.

Her martial arts skills were inferior to those of her fellow disciples at Qingyun Temple, but they were still better than those of Yuwen Zhang, who was in a wheelchair.

"Why don't we try and see?" Yuwen Zhang drew his sword from the guard's waist and wheeled himself to the center of the training ground.

The bodyguards automatically stepped aside, making way for the area.

"Boss, are you sure you can handle this?" A burly man with one eye asked in a booming voice.

"Dude, what are you talking about? You should never ask a man if he can do it." A tall, thin man slapped the big man.

"Master, I misspoke," the man called Lao Tie immediately admitted his mistake.

"Listen up, everyone. Our Zhenwei Escort Agency's owners, besides myself Yuwen Zhang, are this young lady named Rong Yingluo. Everyone, please get to know each other so you don't not recognize your boss when you meet him."

"Our security escort agency was established entirely thanks to Miss Rong's money. She's also my savior," Yuwen Zhang said loudly.

Everyone looked at Rong Yingluo in surprise.

It turned out that it was this Miss Rong who paid them a way to survive.

"Greetings, Master Rong!" More than three hundred people bowed in unison.

"No need for that, I'm just contributing money. You are all heroes who fought to defend our country, and I respect you all." Rong Yingluo returned the gesture with a fist and palm salute.

"Today I'll show you the skills of the Rong family." Yuwen Zhang's contest with Rong Yingluo was meant to instill a sense of awe in these bodyguards.

The space was cleared, and the two men each took up a sword.

Rong Yingluo made the first move, thrusting her sword straight at Yuwen Zhang's face.

Yuwen Zhang seemed to know her moves very well. He raised his sword to block, and the sound of the two swords clashing was heard.

"Well done! It seems that even with your leg injured, you haven't slacked off in your skills." Rong Yingluo praised.

She then changed her moves and attacked his lower body, but Yuwen Zhang held his sword in one hand and immediately turned the wheelchair with the other, quickly moving it backward to avoid her attack.

However, Rong Yingluo's strength lay in her lightness skill, and she quickly leaped up again, following closely behind.

But no matter what moves she made, Yuwen Zhang was able to deal with them easily.

"Well, I remember your swordsmanship wasn't this skillful before. You've improved a lot in just over a year. Were you deliberately letting me win before?" Rong Yingluo suspected that this boy was lying to her.

"You're a young lady, I'm afraid you'll lose too badly. As a grown man, of course I have to let you win. Otherwise, what if you run to Master Puyang and start crying?" Yuwen Zhang told the truth.

This was quite a development, as it ignited Rong Yingluo's competitive spirit, causing her to change her tactics and attack even more fiercely.

Ling Feng and Ling Yun, who were hiding in the shadows, could not bear to watch.

"Brother Feng, do you think Master's mediocre skills were taught by Master Puyang?" Ling Yun asked, somewhat disappointed.

"It's already quite impressive that a young woman like her has achieved this much; don't set your expectations too high. She likes medicine and poisons." Ling Feng was much more composed.

"How about we give each other some guidance from time to time?" Ling Yun suggested.

"This is none of our business." Ling Feng glanced at him and continued watching the competition not far away.

At this point, Rong Yingluo had already been dodged by Yuwen Zhang ten times in a row.

She lost face; she couldn't even beat a disabled person in a wheelchair. It seems she's really too lazy.

At that moment, she made up her mind to strengthen her martial arts training in the future.

But today, she still has a trump card she hasn't used yet.