The Legend Of Beishang
97. Shanxi

On the other hand, Lin Yue and Lin Qiaofeng had exited Wuming City at lightning-defeating speed.

They entered the city of Shanxi which borders the city of Wuming, but that way it will be much safer.

"I'm sure it's much safer here. " Said Lin Yue.

"Hm, I feel that way too. However Shanxi City was not his territory, he would not dare to do anything openly. " Reply answered casually.

"How about we find lodging first ?" She asked while holding Lin Yue's hand.

"Yes, it is better to draw up a plan inside the inn. "His speech agreed with the proposal given by Lin Yue.

"Yue, how many people know about you in this place ?" Ask.

"Not many know my real name here, most just call my title. But, the Emperor and Bei Wang should have known most clearly. " Said Lin Yue.

"Hm, but the name Lin Yue should not only be used by you right ?" Ask.

"Actually, this name is very market once. In my place, there are several groups surnamed Lin as well and in every family there must be a Yue. " Say Lin Yue with a frown.

He who heard this laughed, but indeed mama Yue was very easy to find among the commoners as well as the nobles.

"Then, it would be easier to disguise. " She said.

"You're right, there's finally a positive side to the name that's often used by many people. " Said Lin Yue.

"Don't be too upset, Yue's name is still good and has a beautiful meaning, right ? Rather than Beishang's name, I thought it was the worst name I'd ever heard. " Say it casually.

"You're right ! Names are prayers, right ? But, the old man gave you such a bad name, isn't that the same as cursing you ?!" Asked Lin Yue with anger.

"Why are you angry ? I'm not angry about that. " Reply answered casually.

He walked into the Love Crystal Inn, he frowned as he read the words written clearly on the front of the building.

"Don't you feel there's something strange about this inn's name ?" Ask Lin Yue.

Lin Yue who was initially unaware of it looked back at the name of the Inn board and read it, instantly Lin Yue instantly frowned as well.

"It's similar to the name of a brothel, it's a bit strange. "Chap Lin Yue with a frown on the forehead.

"We'll stay for one night only, no problem and no matter what place it is. " Say by final decision.

"Excuse me, are there two rooms for one night" she asked.

"Of course, 2 taels of silver. " Say the waiter.

He nodded and gave 2 taels of silver, he was directed towards the room on the third floor which was rather quiet and Lin Yue was next to him.

He went inside his room with a sharp gaze and to check every corner or place of the place that he thought was suspicious.

He frowned when he heard next to him the sound of the sound****** and the moaning voice of a girl.

He frowned, this was of course not long for Lin Yue. Lin Yue's room was on the right and this was on the left.

Could this really be a brothel that doubles up as an inn ? No wonder it's called that.

He hesitated to eat, the food the servant gave him. Who knows what is in the food.

So that he only ate the remaining apples and pears, he tried to feel the warmth left from the apple, as if it had just been given by Fang Ling to him.

It was as if Fang Ling's death was her nightmare and she would wake up from this nightmare inside the Song Dynasty's palace.

As if this were all a fantasy, none of this was real, for it was too painful to accept as reality.

He was human, made of flesh and blood, had feelings and could feel pain. It was impossible for him not to feel pain when betrayed by the person he trusted.

That fellow, is truly sickening and disgusting. He treated them sincerely, but they countered him with this bitter betrayal.

He propped up his face with his hands and looked at the outer sky that had already turned darker.

Although his mind had been distracted by the betrayal he had received, now his mind was back on Bei Zhao whom he had seen from a distance

The man seemed to be much thinner than he remembered, looking more mature and full of charisma.

"Damn." His his hissing furiously.

He had never been this angry lately, just seeing the man from a distance had already irritated him greatly.

He was unwilling to admit but his heart could not lie, that over the past few years Bei Zhao had changed a lot.

It turned out to be much more handsome and unshakable, not seeming like a person who was being threatened or was being suppressed by the Emperor.

Not looking like a person whose strength was being revoked, he laughed mockingly at the thought of how naive the move the Emperor had taken for Bei Zhao.

With the collapse of Bei Zhao's strength, there were no fangs left in Chang'an, relying only on the four remaining generals ?

The four generals would probably have trouble just to face Lan Xiang alone, without Bei Zhao the Qin Dynasty was really nothing.

But, he had to thank the stupid brain of the Emperor, this way he would clear things up faster.

He had no intention of killing Bei Zhao, to search for a Ruler-level expert was like searching for a needle among a haystack.

He hoped that Bei Zhao wanted to cooperate with him that way then he would not kill the man and they would not need to fight anymore.

In fact, without anyone realizing it a miracle happened in the small town of Wuming. The city that was usually only occupied by Bei Wang, suddenly had three ruling stage experts.

He looked ahead and saw a dove with a distinctive gold chain at its feet, he picked up Yue Shan.

Yue Shan quickly held the dove and the dove was unable to fight back, he picked up the paper scroll tied at the dove's feet.

The dove with the gold chain was a typical communication tool belonging to the group made by him, of course this was a message from Lan Xiang.

"Lan Xiang, where do you want to send the message ?" Ask with a cynical smile.

He opened the scroll and read the contents, it contained more or less praise and gratitude because the Queen Mother had helped Lan Xiang and told the state of affairs in the Song Dynasty.

"Oh, it turns out that she was working together with the Queen Mother and the Empress. It should have been faster, you have opened my eyes. Look how I made you regret all this. " Say again.

He burned the scroll and wrote another one, his writing and Lan Xiang the same. Because, after all he was the one who taught Lan Xiang about how to write and read.

'Grandmother Suri, I did not manage to control the Song Dynasty well, there will be a great rebellion. Then, Zhou Beishang fled to the Qin Dynasty, please kill him. He was the same as before, not having any strength but being cunning. His face turned so bad, half his face was destroyed, he was also cooperating with three new concubines, I was afraid that he would scare you and terrorize you. 'Write it there.

He rolled it up and tied it to the dove with the gold chain and let the golden-chain dove go to its original destination.

"I find it funny, I'm the one who taught you how to read and write, do you think I can't recognize your writing ?" Ask with a grin.

When the sun had completely sunk and was replaced by the moon, he still had not changed his position before he finally could not bear it anymore and came out of the inn to walk the road.

He wanted to see the condition of the city of Shanxi which is increasingly crowded at night, where there are very many oil lamps carried by people as a source of lighting.

He momentarily stared at Lin Yue's room which had been dark, the candle wax inside had been extinguished, it meant that the person inside had already slept or at least had already tried to sleep.

He sighed and chose to go alone unaccompanied by Lin Yue, he walked among the people without wearing his bamboo hat.

He was very enthusiastic when he saw some children's toys, some people looked at him with strange and confused looks.

"Look, this jie jie really doesn't remember age ! He's grown up but he still wants this kind of toy !" Say one of the children standing next to him.

Only then did he realize why people were looking at him strangely, but he did not release the bamboo bars that formed the windmill in his hands.

"How much is this ?" Ask the seller.

"20 wen's. " Say the seller.

He paid and took the windmill with excitement and joy, he smiled broadly almost like a child.

When he was 3 years old, he had once been desperate for this kind of toy because it was played by Zhou Ling Ling.

But in the end, he didn't get it. When Zhou Ling Ling had grown tired of the toy or the toy had been half broken.

That bamboo windmill would be completely destroyed rather than given to him which at that moment he wanted so badly.

In the past, the more he wanted something, the further away it was from him. It was as if everyone was very happy when they saw him crying and crawling under the feet of others.