The Heroine Mountain! The Beautiful Man of Lanling!

He stood on the roof of Hongxiu Pavilion, his long, smooth black hair and his wrinkle-free, moon-white clothes swaying in the strong wind.

He raised his hand to push away the hair that was in his eyes, and looked up at the sky with his cold eyes.

I saw a bright and clear moon hanging high in the sky, its milky white glow covering the stars hidden in the blue-black night sky beside it, and spreading on the earth, illuminating people's hearts and making them open and peaceful.

Taking another glance, the bright stars were like white jade chess pieces, scattered across the night sky chessboard that looked like it was polished from obsidian. Only a few wisps of black gauze and dark clouds were swirling around, dusting off the dust from the stars.

Gao Su opened his arms and breathed in the fresh air that had been washed by the autumn rain and mixed with a little bit of ice. Illuminated by the glow of the stars and the moon, the depression that had been suppressed in his chest for eighteen years suddenly disappeared for the most part.

He narrowed his star-like eyes, a look of tenderness in his eyes, and lowered his eyelids to look calmly at the city of Bianliang.

Yellow and red cages of light hung from every household, like blooming spring flowers competing for splendor. The streets and alleys intertwined with pavilions and singing terraces, while the green willows along the roadside resembled mist and smoke, appearing hazy and beautiful under the light.

A graceful girl was buying rouge in a shop, a playful and lively young woman was blowing a windmill on a busy street corner, a virtuous and elegant young woman was washing clothes with her hair tied up by the Yishui River, and an elegant and plump lady was looking out from behind the curtains of a BMW carriage.

Young girls and women came and went in an endless stream, living and working in peace and contentment in this prosperous city of Bianliang.

"Peace was originally decided by the general, and the general is not allowed to enjoy peace." Gao Su sighed lightly and shook his head.

Five hundred years ago, I fought wars for decades, finally bringing peace and prosperity to the world. I never imagined I would ascend to the upper realms before enjoying it. For the past five hundred years, I have had to deliver at least three thousand children every day, toiling away to keep the world running.

Now that he has come to the mortal world, he has to endure the abuse of that evil mother Gao Yue, the assassination of the Zhao royal family, and the suspicion of all the officials of the Song Dynasty!

"Hu~~~" Gao Su closed his eyes and took a deep breath to calm his agitated heart, then slowly opened his eyes.

"Even if I have to be torn to pieces, I will never let this beautiful country be destroyed by the Zhao family!" Gao Su's eyes were firm and resolute, and he spoke in a loud voice while clenching his fists.

But a journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step. The most important thing right now is to complete the [Newbie Mission (3)] and accumulate those 500 reputation points.

Gao Su plans to sneak into Cai's house as "Ghost Face", take back the stockings and high heels that he had given to Cai Jing reluctantly during the day, and then give them to Lin Yanjun to wear.

Although he still has more than 180 styles of designed high heels and stockings in his own shop Zi Lan Xuan.

But he wanted to use this to become famous, secondly, he couldn't swallow this humiliation, and thirdly, he wanted to win Lin Yanjun's heart.

You have to enter the Cai Mansion even if you don’t want to!

Gao Su looked resolute as he stood on the roof of the brothel, looking down at the Cai Mansion compound not far away.

Then his figure flashed and he flew a hundred steps.

The majestic and tall leaping figure overlapped with the bright and round moon, as elegant and freehand as a fairy from the sky, and disappeared in the dark night in an instant.

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Hongxiu Pavilion, fifth floor, in a room close to the street corner.

A singing girl, with a voice like the melodies of forests and springs, was playing the pipa and singing a passionate little ballad. Her voice was clear and slightly sweet, but she was able to lower her voice at the right time, transforming it into a smoky voice to suit the style of the passionate song.

"Six expeditions to Qishan—how many grievances remain! Seven years of fighting against Wei, how many old friends have died! With all my heart and soul, I roar, pouring my blood and strength to uphold the Han... Deeply yearning—one day, I will return to the old capital! Overwork has led to illness—awakened from a dream! Exhausted—how can I resist the unending will of fate! Restore the Central Plains—extinguish the seven stars with my lanterns... The autumn wind howls—the fallen feather fan responds!"

After the song was over, there was silence in the room for a long time. After a while, the singing girl finally couldn't hold back any longer and spoke:

"Military lady~ Is my voice not moving enough? Or is the lyrics not beautiful enough? Why do you keep looking out the window, spoiling my mood..."

The singing girl held a pipa in her arms, looked at the soldier's wife standing by the window with a face full of reproach, and said in a resentful tone.

I saw the military lady by the window with her hair tied up high, and her heroic ponytail hung between her waist and hips.

She is tall and slender, with a thin waist and long legs, and a white neck. She is wearing a slim white dress.

The belt around the waist tightly wrapped around her slender waist, and her seductive snow-white long legs were revealed from the slit of her skirt. Below her calves and ankles, which were as slender and smooth as bamboo shoots in spring rain, were her delicate and beautiful feet wearing plain white embroidered shoes.

The reason the courtesans called her "junniang" was because she had entered the brothel carrying a 10-foot-long spear. Her demeanor was elegant and gentle, yet her eyes gleamed with a sharp sword. Her figure was graceful, yet her posture was as straight and elegant as a bamboo.

"Hahaha~ The young lady sings very beautifully! It's just a pity that my mortal ears cannot appreciate the fairy music!" The military lady slowly and elegantly tilted her head, smiled and apologized while complimenting, and then stared out the window intently.

Her profile is absolutely beautiful, and at first glance her temperament is like the snow-capped plum blossoms and the snow lotus of Tianshan Mountains, her elegance and beauty are intoxicating.

But upon closer inspection, it looks like a white cat kept in the arms of a noble lady in the boudoir, beautiful and elegant, refined and gentle.

It was Lin Yanjun, nicknamed "Cat Face"!

"Hehehe~ Why are you complimenting me like this, Junniang? The song I just sang was produced by Zilanxuan and written by Lanling King, "Playing Tricks: The Dream of Wu Hou"~ If Junniang doesn't listen, it will be a big loss~" The singing girl covered her mouth and chuckled.

Unexpectedly, upon hearing this, Lin Yanjun was stunned. Then, she sighed, "So this is Gao Yanei's famous song... What a shame! A great hero like him has to settle down in Bianliang, becoming a scholar who studies needlework and composes poetry and music. It's really... quite disappointing."

Prince of Lanling? Emperor Chengzu of Qi? Gao Su? Gao Xiaoguan? Gao Changgong? Gao Yanei?

Lin Yanjun has heard these names and titles countless times since she was a child.

Especially her elder sister Lin Chaoying, ever since Gao Yue gave birth to a son and rumored that he was the "reincarnation of Lanling King", she has been repeating it in her ears.

"Prince Lanling has descended to earth. He will surely lead the Song army to recapture Yanyun! Sister, you must train hard in martial arts and strive to become a general under his command in the future, so that you can achieve achievements that will go down in history!"

"What about you, sister? You admire Lanling King so much, why don't you join me and fight on the battlefield with him?"

"I...I don't want to~ My dream is to be the best in the martial arts world and become the best in the world! When Lanling Wang retires from his career, he will definitely find a beautiful woman to live in seclusion in the martial arts world. Then I...I will become his confidante and travel the martial arts world with him!"

Childhood memories are still vivid in my mind.

But eighteen years had passed, and Prince Lanling...or rather, Gao Yanei, hadn't even set foot outside the capital. Even more so...like a feather falling into water, not even a ripple was stirred.

Whenever Lin Yanjun heard the name of Lanling King, she would think.

Can my sister and I truly realize our dreams? Will our efforts truly be rewarded?

My sister is still wandering around the martial arts world, earning the title of "Second in the World." I, on the other hand, have been stationed in Bianliang, serving as the instructor of the 800,000-strong imperial army.

We are all getting closer and closer to our "dream"...

Just "dreaming" about him...why does it seem like he is getting further and further away from us?

Just like what was sung in the song "Performing Tricks: Wu Hou Meng".

"Overwork has led to illness ~ like waking from a dream! Exhausted ~ how can I resist the long-lasting fate!"

Sigh... Never mind~

Yesterday, Tong Gongfeng, who is in charge of the Imperial City Department, and Gao Taiwei, who is in charge of the Palace Front Department, told me that the "Ghost Face" is a martial arts expert. The Imperial City Department had tried to capture him many times before, but each time he defeated them alone against many enemies and ordinary officers were unable to defeat him.

Therefore, I was sent to lead a team to assist the people from the Imperial City Bureau in capturing "Ghost Face".

This morning, I followed the wind and went to Zi Lan Pavilion to listen to the storyteller. Suspecting that the storyteller had some connection with the bandit, I wanted to find out the details of "Ghost Face" from the story.

Unfortunately, he met the second lady of the Cai family and the legendary Lanling King.

Lanling Wang was indeed a man of unrivalled beauty, exceedingly handsome. He was also incredibly kindhearted, not caring at all about the beggar's shabby condition and saving her from dire straits. He was also fearless of the powerful and scolded the second daughter of the Cai family with a scathing rant, much to the applause of the other women.

But... Lanling Wang is a peerless hero! How could he be so preoccupied with such a trivial matter? Our Great Song Dynasty clearly has a military examination system, so why didn't he take the top spot and strive for fame, so that he could lead us in the Northern Expedition against the Liao Kingdom? And save the Han people of the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun?

Although the female beggar is pitiful, it is easy to tell which is more important than the common people in the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun.

Alas... This is not the Lanling King in my heart... nor is it the Lanling King in my sister's heart...

Just as Lin Yanjun was feeling mixed emotions, the singing girl said indifferently: "Perhaps, Lanling Wang also has his own difficulties..."

"Hardships? As the grandson of the Empress Dowager and the son of the current Grand Marshal, it would be easy for him to become a general or a prime minister. What hardship could he have?" Lin Yanjun raised her eyebrows slightly, and her tone was as excited as a little female cat with its fur standing on end.

It seemed as if the mere mention of Lanling Prince's name had completely erased her refined and easygoing nature. Just like when the second daughter of the Cai family insulted him this morning...

"Miss Jun has a point, but I don't think so. In recent years, I've often practiced the lyrics and music written by Lanling Wang, and I've deeply felt the melancholy and indignation they contain. Furthermore, each song embodies the heroic spirit, and every word and sentence is filled with the concern for the world."

"If Prince Lanling had truly fallen into this world of vanity, his lyrics and music would surely be covered in rouge and powder, and would be filled with erotic and erotic poetry. Therefore, I believe there must be something fishy going on."

The geisha's words were quite opinionated, which made the easygoing Lin Yanjun start to have doubts in her heart, and her heart knot also eased a little.

Could it be that Prince Lanling really has his own reasons? If I get the chance, I'll definitely investigate...

"I hope there is something fishy...By the way, what's your name?" Lin Yanjun nodded thoughtfully, then turned half of her body to look behind her.

The singing girl was as beautiful as a peach or plum, with a pair of eyes that were like the silhouette of autumn flowers reflected in the water, full of liveliness, and a slender and graceful figure. She was truly a wonderful person.

"My name is Shishi, and my last name is Li. You can just call me Shishi~" The singing girl was looked up and down by Lin Yanjun's heroic eyes, but she was not afraid at all and replied gracefully.

"What a nice name! If there's a next time, I'll definitely choose you again!" Lin Yanjun smiled, feeling quite happy that the knot in her heart had loosened.

"Then I will be waiting for you, Madam Jun. If you are happy this time, please ask me to play another song for you." Li Shishi smiled sweetly and placed her jade hands on the pipa.

"Okay, okay, okay. If there weren't something important that required vigilance, I would definitely accompany you to find out everything." Lin Yanjun cheered three times in a row, thinking that she was so happy but couldn't drink, and turned her head to continue observing the movements in the capital through the window.

Hongxiu Pavilion is the tallest building in Bianliang City except for the imperial palace, Taoist temples and Buddhist temples. It is the best place to enjoy the view from a high place.

Just as Lin Yanjun turned her head, she suddenly noticed that there was a "fallen immortal" in the full moon in the sky!

The exiled immortal's figure overlapped with the full moon, his posture as if he were flying on it. He was dressed in white, his robes swaying in the wind. His figure was majestic and tall, his hair flowing and messy, his demeanor was truly breathtaking!

But the most important thing is that Lin Yanjun noticed that the exiled immortal had a pale and creepy ghost mask on his face!

"It's broken, Shishi!"

"What's wrong, Army Girl?"

"I'm afraid there won't be a next time. I won't come again. I hope we can meet again. I will definitely not let you down for your kindness in enlightening me today! Goodbye!"

After saying that, Lin Yanjun picked up the eight-foot-long spear and jumped down from the fifth-floor window.

Li Shishi hurried to the window and saw Lin Yanjun's white shadow flying high on the roof.

"What a skill! This soldier girl will definitely have a great future!"

Chapter 11: Madam Lin! Take my Gao Yanei's gun!

Gao Su walked on the moon, leaving a scent behind and his clothes fluttering in the wind. In the blink of an eye, he stepped onto the roof of the woodshed in the Cai Mansion compound.

He glanced at the layout of the Cai Mansion. Although he had visited it many times with Gao Yue in his early years, he still felt that it was luxurious and extravagant when he saw it today. It was many times more magnificent than his own Gao Mansion.

The Gao family, thanks to Zhao Ling's favor, had grown powerful in recent years, and had, at most, built a lotus pond and a floating corridor. Meanwhile, the Cai family's garden was filled with countless pavilions, terraces, and pavilions, with flowers, forests, and waterside pavilions scattered throughout, resembling a small imperial palace.

It’s hard to imagine how much money Cai Jing embezzled!

"Humph, what a traitor!"

Gao Su stood on the roof of the woodshed with his hands behind his back, his heart filled with disgust.

Because he was wearing a mask, Gao Su no longer had to suppress his annoyance. On the contrary, he had to be more extreme so that people would not suspect that "Ghost Face" was "Lanling King".

Just then, a maid carrying a bucket of hot water entered the courtyard. He flashed, his white robes fluttering like a gyrfalcon (a pure white hawk), and instantly grabbed her by the throat. He lifted her up with one hand as if playing with a white rabbit, and lowered his voice like a demon's whisper, asking:

"Do you know the 'Ghost Face' who has become famous in the capital recently? That's me!"

The maid's bucket fell and scattered all over the floor. She kicked and thrashed around as she glanced at Gao Su in panic.

【Ghost Face to Frighten the Enemy】, activate!

Effect: Before the round begins, all enemies fall into a cowardly and rout state (unable to attack normally, and deserters are generated each round based on the lord's bravery and reputation). This lasts for three rounds. The lord also gains additional effects based on the ghost mask he wears.

【Lanling King's Ghost Face (initial)】, activate!

Effect: When worn by Gao Su, he can reduce his presence by 90% and make it impossible for anyone looking at Gao Su to identify his gender.

The maid saw a tall figure wearing a pale ghost mask, holding her life and death in his hands. The ghost mask was completely pale and delicately carved, but the texture was neither human nor ghost-like. It stared at her with a half-smile, like a sinister evil spirit that had infiltrated the human world.

Moreover, the maid could not tell the gender of the "ghost face" at all. She just thought it was a tall and strong strange woman with a rough voice.

But she found that whenever her eyes strayed from the "Ghost Face" mask, she would become dazed, as if she would forget the "Ghost Face"'s existence in the next second, completely ignoring the person in front of her. The realization of something made her even more terrified.

"Uuuuuu——"

The maid was so frightened that her heart and liver were broken and her face turned pale. She even stopped breathing for three beats, which made her temporarily immune to the uncomfortable feeling of having her trachea captured.

"I'll let you down now and question you. If you scream and run away, I'll tear you in half."

Gao Su knew that the maid had been affected by the ghost mask and skills, so he let go of the maid.

The maid seemed to have forgotten to breathe. Even after being put down, she did not dare to breathe heavily. She just looked at Gao Su in a daze, trembling as if she was walking on thin ice.

"Let me ask you, do you know where the 'stockings' and 'high heels' that the Gao family sent today are hidden? Answer me and you can leave!"

Upon hearing this, the maid hurriedly stretched out her trembling hand and pointed to the "Wenji Garden" not far away, saying with a shivering voice: "It's... in Miss Cai's room! Right... right over there!"

"Miss Cai? Okay, get out!" Gao Su was a little confused when he heard this, then waved his hand to signal her to leave, which can be said to be a man of his word.

It’s not that he didn’t know that the maid might tell others after she left, but what he wanted was to alarm everyone in the Cai Mansion so that he could gain reputation.

So he watched the maid flee in panic. She fell twice and kept looking back while falling, fearing that Gao Su would chase her.

Only after seeing the maid go away did he jump up to the roof and rush towards "Wenji Garden".

"Wenji Garden" is the boudoir of Cai Yan, the eldest daughter of Cai Jing. Cai Yan is the eldest daughter of the Cai family in the late Eastern Han Dynasty. She was reincarnated here because of Gao Su's gift of a child.

Due to the skill effect of [God of Childbirth], when Gao Su personally delivers a child, there is a very small probability that all the heroes in history will travel through time and be reincarnated.

So Cai Jing was not only extremely lucky, but also diligent (she gave birth to eight children in a row). Even during her pregnancy, she prayed for a son named Gao Su, thinking that this way she could have two more children and use her body to draw the SSR that was chosen from among ten thousand.

As a result, she was favored by Zhao Ling, who loved poetry and calligraphy. He promoted her all the way since the time of Prince Duan. After Zhao Ling ascended the throne, she quickly rose to prominence and became the Grand Tutor.