Chapter 327 War Reparations
The yard was very small, similar to the one that Zhao Yushu, disguised as Bai Jintang, rented in Chang'an.
There were two rooms, and two people slept in each room. Zhao Yushu had no place to sleep...
But these are all minor problems. One of them can just sleep on the floor, Zhao Yushu thought.
The simple wooden table was covered with the candied fruits and the remaining rice wine brought by Zhao Yushu. As for Chang'an specialties, there were none.
"I have saved a lot of money, why don't I rent a bigger house?" Zhao Yushu looked around. It was quite simple. It would be difficult for two half-grown boys to clean up the house.
"That's the young master's money. We discussed it and decided to give half to Yun Gu to manage, and save the remaining half for when the young master comes back. Who knows, it might be of great use. A hundred coins a day for the two of us, that's not a small amount."
Zhao Yushu was speechless. He was moved but also wanted to laugh. These two funny guys really didn't treat themselves badly. He had been away for so long, and they still paid him the wages he deserved.
"Can you see Rulan?"
"Well, the young lady still lives in the courtyard that the young master bought for her, and Miss Mo'er lives with her."
"Okay, let's find a place to get together tomorrow and have a good meal. I'll treat you!"
Zhao Yushu waved his hand and directly chose the largest room to sleep in, letting the two brothers play rock-paper-scissors to decide who would sleep on the floor.
I didn't sleep well that night, for no other reason than the strong smell of Ji Leng's feet.
Why am I so pretentious that I have to go back home to live? Which room in Tianxiang Tower doesn’t smell fragrant?
So they chose Tianxianglou for the dinner, and the price per table was still ten taels. Yun Gu was kind enough to upgrade us from dining in the restaurant to a private room for free.
The host was Zhao Yushu, and the guests were his younger brothers and sisters, as well as Yun Gu, Mo Er, and the guest Miss Wan Qing. There weren't many people, but there were a lot of dishes.
Yun Gu did not ask what Zhao Yushu did in Chang'an, but just said that it was good that he came back safely. However, the rest of the people were really curious.
"So, big brother killed the emperor?" Rulan widened her beautiful eyes, a little surprised and even horrified.
When she first recognized Zhao Yushu as her brother, she only thought of the title of Mr. Six as "Oh, he's awesome!", and had no idea about it. When Zhao Yushu saved 40,000 refugees in Nanyang, she thought of him as "my brother is a hero!" However, when Zhao Yushu killed the young Duke in Jiangning, Rulan was completely frightened. She wanted to save him but had no ability to do so, and could only pray all day. But now, this brother actually killed the emperor?
"Well, I only participated a little bit. It was mainly Prince Fu who killed him." Zhao Yushu scratched his head. It seemed that after he had been talking for so long, they had completely ignored the supporting roles and blamed everything on him?
"Well, well, that prince is the emperor now. Will he send troops to arrest you?" Wanqing was still afraid of the prince.
"Well, he has sent soldiers from several prefectures. It won't be long before he sends the Longwu Army as well. By then, tens of thousands of people will rush into the city to capture me. I'm afraid none of you who have any connection with me will be able to escape."
Zhao Yushu made a joke, and then immediately asked Yun Gu, who was sitting next to him, to knock her head: "People are kind and concerned about you, why are you scaring them? Alas, I didn't expect that Prince Fu is also a strong-willed person."
"There is one more thing, mainly for you two." Zhao Yushu pointed at Ji Leng and A Yao: "I met an elder in Chang'an. He will come to Dongdu soon. He is nominally your teacher, but you have to treat him as your grandfather."
Yun Gu thought for a moment, "The elder you're talking about is him?"
"You guessed right. I tricked him into coming here. How about it? Do you want to meet him?"
Aunt Yun sighed: "How can I not see him? He was in a hurry last time and was busy fighting with you guys. I think it has been more than ten years since we last met."
Zhao Yushu and Mo'er looked at each other tacitly. What was the relationship between the old eunuch and Yun Gu back then? This gossip has been in their minds for a long time. Now that the old eunuch has arrived in Dongdu, they will have a chance to find out.
The meal was a great success for both the host and the guests. Zhao Yushu even tried to test his sister's academic performance as an elder brother, but he was defeated within three sentences. He was only good enough at reciting poems, so he hurriedly made the excuse that he was drunk and ran away with Ji Leng and A Yao.
The next day, when Zhao Yushu and his two younger brothers were shopping for wine-making tools on the street, they were found by a sweaty messenger from the academy. It was Immortal Zixiao.
Zixiao was faster than he thought. This news made Zhao Yushu's heart rise to his throat. Whether he could ascend to the sixth heaven depended on Zixiao's support.
Let Ji Leng and the others take the things home first. Zhao Yushu took the lead and rushed back to the academy. He ran up the familiar book tower and saw the dazzling white hair.
"Greetings, Master Zixiao." Zhao Yushu bowed and stepped behind the old man, looking around for his treasure.
Zixiao nodded without saying any more nonsense. After all, the master and disciple in front of him were not the type to say polite words. He simply took out a storage bag from his arms, gently pushed it in front of Zhao Yushuo.
"Open it and take a look!" The old man looked at Zhao Yushu taking the storage bag and immediately leaned his head over, making Zixiao look upset.
Zhao Yushu moved a square table, activated his spiritual power, and poured the storage bag down. With a clang, a long sword and several porcelain bottles fell on the table.
Zhao Yushu felt a chill in his heart. Although the long sword was glowing with spiritual light and was obviously not an ordinary item, it did not cause any movement to his five magical weapons.
So he unwillingly pulled the storage bag back and forth several times, and finally looked at Zixiao with a dejected face: "Gone?"
Zixiao's mouth twitched. He was the head of Kunlun Sect, one of the most powerful masters in the world. It was his first time paying compensation in his life, but he even made people despise him for paying too little. If it weren't for his naturally indifferent temperament, any other ordinary sect would have been killed by now.
Zi Xiao forced a breath to calm himself down. "That sword was made from a piece of thousand-year-old cold iron from the Kunlun Frost Pool. It is extremely tough. Ordinary protective gear below the Earth Rank cannot block this sword. If it had no other effects, it would at least be a mid-level Earth Rank treasure. Even so, it is still a top-level Profound Rank."
Zhao Yushu said with an "oh". It just so happened that his Shushan swordsmanship was also lacking a good weapon, so he would use this for the time being.
So Zhao Yushu put the sword on his waist, and when he had time, he asked someone to make a scabbard for it. Then he pointed at the three porcelain bottles and asked, "Medicine?"
"One bottle for removing blood stasis, one bottle for restoring energy, and one bottle for detoxification. There are nine pills in each bottle." Master Zixiao explained patiently.
Zhao Yushu pushed the porcelain bottle to the old man and said, "This is a gift to you. Please give me two or three each. I want to give it to others."
The old man stuffed the medicine back into the storage bag with satisfaction, then put it all in his arms, turned his head and smiled at Zixiao: "How about we have a meal together?"