"I'm Zhang Longxiang, here to take the flag of the Pearl River Army!" Fang Yun shouted loudly, his vital energy became disordered, a strong wind blew, and the green leaves and red flowers in the Gou family courtyard flew like rain.
As Fang Yun spoke, he walked forward, walking like a dragon and a tiger, with the gaze of an eagle and a wolf. The servants of the Gou family in the courtyard stayed where they were, too frightened to speak a word.
Zhang Jing'an was stunned for a moment, and his eyes seemed to be bursting with stars, shining brightly, and he walked quickly inside excitedly.
"The young master is here too!" Zhang Jing'an grinned, looking very excited.
"Who dares to pretend to be a traitor prisoner and act wildly in the Gou family? Are you tired of living?" A young man dressed in a Jinshi robe appeared in the middle of the inner courtyard. He had an upright figure and a gloomy face, and in his hand was a medium-sized wolf-hair brush filled with thick ink.
Fang Yun said nothing, his eyes were bright and sharp, his Hanlin robe fluttered slightly, and the wind under his feet scattered dust.
When Zhang Jing'an saw the man in the courtyard, his eyes turned red and he shouted, "It was this Gou Han who hurt Grandpa Hua!"
"Oh? Isn't this the little bastard from the Zhang family? How come..."
Without waiting for Gou Han to finish speaking, Fang Yun suddenly stretched out his hand and waved it from three meters away. His talent and vitality flew forward under the power of literary courage. Everyone could vaguely see a transparent palm slapping Gou Han's face.
"How dare you, a mere scholar, insult my son!"
Snapped!
Gou Han had clearly reacted and tried his best to dodge, but the transparent palm still hit him hard in the face. He tilted his head and took several steps sideways before he could steady himself.
"Puff..." Gou Han suddenly spat out the blood in his mouth, and four white teeth fell to the ground.
"You..." Gou Han covered his swollen left face and looked at Fang Yun in horror. He was just a Jinshi who had lived a privileged life since childhood, but he had not even reached the level of Wendan. But he knew very well that his father could only barely exert the power of Wendan. This man who looked like Zhang Longxiang was actually as powerful as his father Gou Zhi.
Gou Han once again carefully looked at Zhang Longxiang. He was twelve years old ten years ago and had met Zhang Longxiang several times. The man in front of him was indeed very similar to Zhang Longxiang. It was just that his face was much older, but his spirit seemed to be better, especially the majesty in his eyes, as if he was a king. He didn't look like a Hanlin, but at least he looked like a university scholar.
"This palm is to teach you a lesson for your rude words. As for Uncle Hua's revenge, we will solve it slowly. Let Gou Zhi come out!" Fang Yun said loudly.
Zhang Jing'an's face flushed, and he clenched his fists. He felt very happy.
"You... my father went out this morning and will not be back until the evening." Gou Han covered his face and answered honestly.
"Have you read "The Three Rituals"? " Fang Yun asked coldly, and then reached out and gently touched the beard on his lips, which was Zhang Longxiang's habitual action.
"I've read it." Gou Han said.
"I'm waiting for Gou Zhi here. You just prepare a table of delicious food according to the standards of the Three Rituals for receiving a marquis and a Hanlin. If there is even the slightest problem, don't blame me for charging you with violating etiquette!" Fang Yun said.
Gou Han calmed down a little. He said, "What should I do if Lord Zhang smashes the door of Gou Mansion?"
"Oh. I just got out of prison and I'm not sure about my own strength. If I make a mistake, I will compensate for the damage. What's more, I have been wronged for ten years and I don't care about anything. If you want to be sentenced for disrespect together with me, I'd love to!" Fang Yun showed a very faint smile and looked at Gou Han with contempt.
Gou Han's eyes flickered. He was unsure of Zhang Longxiang's intention. Moreover, this Zhang Longxiang was even more domineering than he was ten years ago. It would be extremely unwise for him to offend him now.
Gou Han took a deep breath, bowed to Fang Yun, and said, "Uncle Zhang, I have prepared a banquet for you. Please wait a moment. I will personally order the kitchen to prepare it for you."
"Go!" Fang Yun said.
When Gou Han turned around, Zhang Jing'an whispered, "He will definitely tip off the police. We can't let him go."
"We just want him to tip off!" Fang Yun said.
"Okay..." Zhang Jing'an looked at Fang Yun with increasing curiosity.
"Come on, follow me into the main hall and get ready for lunch." Fang Yun said.
"Okay!" Zhang Jing'an quickly followed Fang Yun into the main hall.
Not long after, the servants of the Gou family came quickly, placed the cold dishes first, and then began to serve the hot dishes slowly.
Fang Yun only ate a few bites and then looked at Zhang Jingan.
Zhang Jing'an hadn't eaten such a good banquet for many years, so he didn't care about etiquette and picked up his chopsticks to eat with relish.
After his belly was so bloated that he couldn't eat any more, Zhang Jing'an leaned back in his chair, squinted his eyes, and let out a long breath.
"I'm full!" Zhang Jing'an's tone was full of satisfaction.
"It's good as long as you're full." Fang Yun said.
Zhang Jing'an rolled his eyes and whispered, "That guy Gou Han hasn't come yet, he must be planning something. Since Gou Zhi can't come back, will he find help?"
"Of course. But I just got out of prison, and the families in Chu State don't know the reason why I was released from prison, so they will definitely be very cautious. Someone will probably hold me back and wait for Gou Zhi to come back to give me a warning." Fang Yun said.
"Then...what was the reason for your release from prison?" Zhang Jing'an was puzzled.
"Someone framed me." Fang Yun said.
“So that’s how it is…” Zhang Jing’an looked at Fang Yun, half believing and half doubting.
Fang Yun looked around and saw that all the people from the Gou family had left and no one had come.
Fang Yun stood up and asked, "Where did Gou Zhi put the flag of the Pearl River Army?"
"I heard that it has been kept in his study." Zhang Jing'an's eyes lit up and he straightened his body.
"Come on, help me digest the food." Fang Yun said.
"Okay!" Zhang Jing'an jumped off the chair and followed Fang Yun.
Walking out of the main gate, there were servants guarding outside. Fang Yun said, "Tell me, where is Gou Zhi's study?"
The servant said with a bitter face: "Marquis Zhujiang, please don't embarrass us servants."
"Well, I won't make things difficult for you." Fang Yun said.
"Thank you, Marquis of Zhujiang!"
"I'll find it myself!" Fang Yun said, taking out the inkstone turtle from the Yinjiangbei without any hesitation.
Everyone present took a look at the "Inkstone Turtle" and none of them showed any curiosity. Fang Yun felt relieved immediately. It seemed that anything that might expose itself would be changed in appearance by the "Yi Zhuan", otherwise these people would not be looking at an ordinary inkstone.
Fang Yun smiled slightly, and spoke to Yangui with his mind, saying: "I know you like to eat the best ink sticks and ink. I will give you a chance now to find out where the best ink sticks are in their house."
The inkstone turtle immediately flapped its four legs excitedly like a puppy swimming in the water, but Fang Yun would not let it leave, so it had to nod desperately in one direction.
"Follow me." Fang Yun said, and walked in the direction pointed by Yangui.
The servants around were about to stop him, but Fang Yun just moved and repelled them.
"I won't make things difficult for you, and you shouldn't force me to make things difficult for you!" Fang Yun said bluntly.
The servants looked at each other, not daring to stop him, and hurriedly sent someone to inform Gou Han.
"Hehe, I'll let you look down on me!" Zhang Jing'an felt particularly happy.
Fang Yun arrived at the outside of a house and pushed the door open. It turned out to be a library. There was a table inside with pens, ink, paper and inkstone on it, but there didn't seem to be any precious ink sticks.
Fang Yun lowered his head to look at Yangui, who immediately nodded towards the ground in front of him.
Fang Yun suddenly realized that there was a secret room.
(To be continued.)