northernbook Chapter 160 Not a Good Man
Chapter 160 Not a Good Man
The surrounding area was filled with a lively wedding procession.
A while ago, because martial law was in effect in the city, it was said that thieves had infiltrated.
Today's wedding procession was grand and lively, and even Yu Zhi was so caught up in the festive atmosphere that she forgot she had come to find Yan Yun because she was somewhat heartbroken.
Zheng Jihua and the things she bought for Yun Yi's wedding were still at the mansion; she didn't know if someone had been sent over.
Since Zheng Jihua hasn't been at home recently, I'll have to handle the delivery myself.
Yu Zhi took the initiative to separate from Yan Yun, saying that she was going to see what was going on.
Yan Yun saw that her mood changed quickly, which was a good thing.
You can't stay so gloomy because of one thing, otherwise you won't be able to do anything well.
After Yu Zhi left.
Yan Yun immediately went into the mansion. She returned to the Zheng residence and looked for the congratulatory gifts that she and Zheng Jihua had prepared.
The people in the manor said, "They're still here. They just forgot to remind them. After all, the master isn't here, so they forgot about it."
Yan Yun instructed the maidservant beside her to prepare the items, and she would personally deliver them.
Thinking back to her last time dressed as a man, she felt quite satisfied; it was both light and convenient.
Mo'er is nowhere to be found now, so Yan Yun instructed the maid beside him to help him dress up.
He looks like a handsome young man.
Yan Yun called his attendants to take the things to the door and then had a carriage come over.
He then instructed two attendants to accompany him to Yun Yi's residence.
Previously in Changgu City, Yan Yun wanted to visit Yun Yi's residence because it was formerly the Yan residence. Now that he has arrived in Yuanjing, this is the first time he has seen Yun Yi's residence.
The mansion was not as large as the former banquet mansion, but the character "Yun" was written on the plaque in a flamboyant style.
The attendants stood on either side.
Yan Yun led his men over, and the steward at the gate glanced at them and immediately ordered someone to take the gifts. He asked in a low voice, "May I ask which residence this young master has come from to offer his congratulations?"
Yan Yun spoke up, "Zheng Ning'er."
The steward glanced at Yan Yun again upon hearing the voice, and immediately instructed his men to invite Yan Yun inside.
"Please come in, young master. There are many people around here to offer their congratulations. Please don't crowd around you."
The steward did take good care of Yan Yun.
Upon entering.
Yan Yun did encounter a man who looked somewhat like Yun Yi.
Yan Yun thought for a moment, and realized that he must be Yun Yi's father.
Yunyi's father also noticed Yan Yun watching him.
He felt that Yan Yun was unfamiliar with him, and after hearing from the servants that he had brought a lot of things with him, he came over and took the initiative to greet him.
"This young man."
He had just finished speaking.
Yan Yun immediately struck up a conversation.
"I am Zheng Ning'er from the Zheng family."
Hearing Yan Yun's confident self-introduction, the man was taken aback, as he hadn't expected her to be a woman.
I was too far away just now, and his eyesight is not very good now, so I didn't recognize him.
Upon approaching, she heard Yan Yun say her name was Zheng Ning'er, and she showed the same expression as the butler.
The steward came over from behind and said, "Sir, Miss Zheng has brought quite a few generous gifts."
Yunyi's father immediately smiled and said, "Miss Zheng, please stay here."
He personally entertained Yan Yun, and was quite satisfied with Yan Yun's polite manner.
However, Zheng Jihua is currently enjoying great popularity in front of the emperor alongside Sima Yue. As for his daughter, if Zheng Jihua were to honestly remain a merchant, Yun Yi could simply marry her into the family as a concubine.
But now Zheng Jihua is following Sima Yue's lead.
That person went against their wishes.
"Ms. Zheng, please sit for a while. I'll go to the front hall to take care of the other guests."
Yan Yun nodded. "My lord, you need not worry about me."
Listening to Yan Yun speak.
Yunyi's father nodded.
As soon as Yunyi's father left, Yan Yun immediately stood up. She had only come to deliver a congratulatory gift, so she naturally did not want to stay any longer.
She was preparing to leave.
Yun Yi had already brought his bride in from outside the door.
People have this kind of connection, and Yun Yi immediately spotted Yan Yun not far away. She was dressed in men's clothing and had grown taller.
He stopped and looked in Yan Yun's direction, somewhat stunned.
Yan Yun, however, did not notice his gaze.
Instead, she kept looking ahead and walking forward, just like she had said before, they were not on the same path.
The matchmaker beside Yunyi reminded him to keep walking forward.
Yun Yi then lifted his leg and walked forward.
Under the red veil beside her, the woman also noticed Yun Yi's astonishment. She glanced at him discreetly, but unfortunately, the bright red veil blocked her view.
She only noticed the pair of red boots on Yun Yi's feet, which she and her mother had sewn especially for him.
He did remember, and even wore it specially.
The surrounding area was crowded with people. Yan Yun walked forward and bumped into Sima Yue, who was walking over.
Their last meeting wasn't a pleasant one.
Meeting today was somewhat unexpected. Sima Yue glanced at her and took the initiative to strike up a conversation, "I didn't expect Miss Zheng to be so fickle."
Hearing Sima Yue talk about himself.
Yan Yun pretended not to hear and deliberately ignored him.
She moved aside.
Sima Yue, on the contrary, moved even further forward.
He looked at Yan Yun and asked, "Why does Miss Zheng run away as soon as she sees me?"
If Sima Yue hadn't spoken, the two of them would have passed by. But Sima Yue insisted on coming up to him and asking him questions.
Yan Yun naturally couldn't avoid it either.
As for why he runs away whenever he sees him...
Yan Yun corrected, "Of course I didn't run away, it's just that there are too many people here and it's so noisy that my ears hurt. I want to find a quiet place."
Sima Yue saw through her lie and said, "I thought Miss Zheng didn't want to see me, so she turned around and ran away."
He took out a jade bracelet that he always carried with him, and said to Yan Yun, "Please extend your hand, Miss Zheng."
Yan Yun naturally refused, given the large number of people around.
She simply put on a stern face and said, "I am a man now. If the Third Prince asks me to hold out my hand to do something, with so many people around watching, what if rumors spread? That wouldn't be good for you."
Listening to Yan Yun's quick wit.
Although Sima Yue didn't like it, he heard that Zheng Jihua only doted on this daughter, so he naturally continued to work on Yan Yun.
He glanced at the people beside him, and his attendants immediately understood his meaning. The two of them stepped aside and blocked Yan Yun and Sima Yue.
Sima Yue extended her hand to Yan Yun.
"Now Miss Zheng can extend her hand."
Yan Yun still refused.
"No, it is impolite not to reciprocate."
When Sima Yue heard Yan Yun say this, she remembered that Yan Yun had also spent some time at Baima Academy.
Sima Yue said, "I'm giving you these things, so naturally I don't need you to repay me in any way."
Yan Yun looked at him, expressing his doubt.
She didn't believe Sima Yue's words. If this person wasn't after something in return, he wouldn't have tried to please her.
Looking at him, Yan Yun shook her head and slipped out from the side.
"I haven't finished speaking."
Sima Yue stopped Yan Yun again.
Yan Yun nodded to Sima Yue, "Is there anything else you want to say?"
Sima Yue stepped forward and asked Yan Yun, "If my past frivolity annoyed you, then I will correct it."
He still spoke in a frivolous manner when he said these words.
Yan Yun shook his head and said to Sima Yue, "You are a prince, so naturally you don't need to change anything. On the contrary, you can do whatever you want, and you don't need to change anything for me."
Yan Yun blurted it out.
"If you always change for the sake of others, where do you find your true self?"
After saying this, Yan Yun bowed to Sima Yue. Her words were naturally based on her own experience. Just like how she used to always consider Zheng Jihua's needs, but so what?
When they were abandoned, they weren't even given a single word; they were simply discarded.
She could tell that Sima Yue's current state was not what he wanted.
She was just a merchant's daughter, and the thing he wanted from her, the thing he was trying so hard to please her for, was nothing more than Zheng Jihua.
If he wanted Zheng Jihua's help, there were other ways; he didn't necessarily have to resort to attacking him.
Sima Yue told the people around her to step aside and let Yan Yun leave.
Seeing that Yan Yun was accompanied by only one person, he instructed the attendant beside him, "Go and escort Miss Zheng back to her residence. Make sure she is safe."
Sima Yue was naturally aware that she was always getting into trouble.
He had the gifts he brought delivered into the Yun residence.
Lord Yun also warmly came over to entertain him.
Yun Yi's gaze was fixed on Yan Yun, so he naturally saw what Sima Yue said to him.
He naturally had some bad thoughts in his mind.
But now that he's standing here, there's no turning back.
When the ceremony concluded, Yun Yi had already married someone else.
Yan Yun left the Yun residence and wandered around when he ran into Nan Yun Jing. He was standing in front of a blacksmith shop, where the blacksmith was hammering and forging something.
Yan Yun slowly walked forward and stood close behind Nan Yunjing.
Nan Yunjing suddenly reached out and stretched out his hand towards the neck of the person he was about to touch.
Yan Yun was startled and immediately squatted down.
"Young Master Nan, it's me."
Nan Yunjing immediately looked down at the ground and met Yan Yunzheng's face, who was staring at her.
Nan Yunjing frowned deeply. "Why is it you?"
Yan Yun immediately stood up and said, "I came from over there and saw you, so I came to check on you."
Nan Yunjing immediately withdrew his hand.
"Standing behind someone suspiciously, you'll only have yourself to blame if you get hurt later."
Yan Yun also saw his actions just now. If he had been choked by him, his neck would definitely have turned red again.
Upon seeing Nan Yunjing, she immediately explained why she had come: "I haven't had a chance to properly thank you before, but since we met today, I came over to say hello."
"Ah."
Nan Yunjing said to the swordsmith, "Sharpen the blade for me and make the body thinner, so that it won't be a burden when I set off."
Upon hearing him mention setting off, Yan Yun couldn't resist asking, "Where are you going?"
Nan Yunjing asked, "Why are you asking about these things?"
Yan Yun said, "I was just asking."
She always felt that Nan Yunjing seemed to be on guard against her in every word he said.
I don't think I've done anything too outrageous to him.
She noticed that Nan Yunjing still had a sword hanging on his body, which reminded her of when she was a child in Changgu City, when she had touched a boy's sword.
She did it on purpose, to make Zheng Jihua live in fear.
Looking at the sword hanging on Yun Yi's body, and then at his profile, one realizes that this person bears a striking resemblance to someone one has seen before.
Yan Yun asked Nan Yunjin, "You must have been to the Zheng residence before, right?"
Nan Yunjing did not respond. He simply said that he had long forgotten the past, and he had no idea what Yan Yun had said.
That's true. Even if he went to the Zheng residence, it's not a big deal. He went, so what?
Yan Yun took a step forward, intending to get a closer look inside.
The craftsman placed the red-hot iron sword on it and kept hammering it.
Nan Yunjing reached out and pulled her back. "Why are you standing so close? What if you get burned?"
Yan Yun looked at the iron sword, not at Nan Yunjing's face, and said, "How can you be so delicate? You can get burned even here."
As soon as she finished speaking, someone threw something into the stove next to her. The bright red liquid immediately splattered out and landed on Yan Yun's skirt, instantly burning two large holes.
"Look at your clothes."
Following Nan Yunjing's words, Yan Yun looked at the hem of her skirt.
Upon noticing the two large holes burned into her skin, she immediately took a step back obediently.
How come this is even hotter than boiling water?
She stared intently at the sword the craftsman was forging.
"What is this?"
The craftsman said to Yan Yun, "This is the first time that a sword made by Young Master Nan has been handed over to us."
Yan Yun took a second look when he heard that the weapon was made by Nan Yunjing.
Nan Yunjing said something.
"His favorite things are these knives and swords; only knives and swords can give people a sense of security."
Yan Yun disagreed with the statement that only swords can give people a sense of security; she still believed that money could solve many problems.
She didn't say it directly, but stared intently at him.
He wouldn't let himself touch Nan Yunjing's sword, and he hadn't even touched the sword hanging on the wall of the Zheng residence because he was too short.
However, the craftsman had quite a few iron swords hanging behind him.
Yan Yun stepped forward.
Nan Yunjing tried to catch her but failed; she was quick and avoided the furnace.
She walked to the back and took down one of the swords hanging there, but she didn't have much strength in her hand, and her hand went limp after holding the sword for a short while.
She put the knife on the ground, frowned, and said, "Why is it so heavy?"
Nan Yunjing said to her, "You don't even have this much strength?"
The craftsman explained, "This young man is quite good. That knife is more than ten times heavier than an ordinary knife. It was specially made for General Shi Hu."
Upon hearing the name Shi Hu, Yan Yun felt as if it were a hot potato, and put the knife aside.
She picked up the sword from the side with surprising ease.
As soon as she drew her sword, the craftsman beside her said, "Young master, be careful. This blade is not yet sharpened. Don't draw blood too easily."
Yan Yun thought to himself, "If he hasn't even figured it out yet, how could he possibly draw blood?"
She was also preparing to pull out the others to take a look.
Nan Yunjing said, "What are you doing brandishing swords and spears? Go and study your books properly."
The more he said that, the more Yan Yun insisted on drawing the sword to see it. She pulled the entire blade out, tossed it in the air, and then gripped the hilt tightly.
The craftsman turned around and praised Yan Yun.
"This young man seems to know some fighting skills."
Yan Yun had never touched these swords before, but fortunately he had trained with De Jingyue for a while, so he was strong enough to carry them.
Yan Yun suddenly had a whimsical idea and said to the craftsman, "Please also forge a suitable sword for me."