Chapter Twenty-Seven: Free from Worry

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But Jiang Wang knew she wasn't going to elaborate.

The lightning in the night sky grew more and more rampant, weaving a net at this point. Jiang Wang pointed far away, scattering it and ending a downpour about to fall.

Jiang Wuyou glanced at the sky: "The way of heaven is constant, the sun and moon rotate. You have scattered rain now, tomorrow it will only fall harder."

"At least I'm not worried right now," Jiang Wangdao.

"Indeed," Jiang Wuyou said, "at least for now."

Jiang Wang thought for a moment, then still said: "I previously thought that Your Highness's fight for the Dragon Throne was related to the former Crown Prince."

Jiang Wuyou shook her head: "My elder brother's lifelong dedication to Qing Shi Palace is what he deserves. This palace has worked hard for so many years, not to replace anyone, become someone, or inherit someone's ideals."

"Each person walks their own path."

“Father, elder brother, I respect both of you very much. But I must surpass them, so I choose the hardest path.”

Under the sky where lightning had just vanished, she spread her arms wide as if embracing the entire world.

"If I were your ruler, I would make the world worry-free!"

Jiang Wang fell silent for a moment.

Regarding 'Wuyou,' he heard about him three times in the history of Qi. They came from the Son of Heaven, someone who supported Jiang Wuliang, or Jiang Wuliang himself, and now tonight, Jiang Wuyou's own account.

Every time is different.

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He thought, this is indeed Jiang Wuyou.

"There's one more thing." Jiang Wuyou said softly, "Although Eldest Brother should spend his twilight years in Qing Shi Palace, my mother is innocent. I want to restore her reputation and use the emperor of Da Qi's name."

Jiang Wang nodded again, emphasizing, "I understand."

Master Jiang was definitely not a person who loved to show off.

He is now a successful person returning home, and he does not flaunt his wealth.

In recent times, the renowned Anzhi Tower in Linzi City had a grand feast, inviting Li Longchuan, Chong Xuansheng, Yi Shi, Yi Huaiyong, Yi Huai'min, and Zheng Shangming to gather together.

Though relationships may vary in closeness, we can all consider each other friends.

As for why I didn't invite Brother Yanxian...

And then have a look at the name of the wine shop.

Yan Fu was known for his wide social circle, claiming to have the most friends in Linzi City. After all, he was generous and didn't mind spending money, had a gentle personality, and rarely argued with people. Making friends with him meant not only being able to eat and drink for free, receiving lavish gifts whenever he pleased, and never feeling wronged—who wouldn't love Yan Fu

He often wrote checks for his friends at various restaurants, but over time he found it too much trouble. Last year, he opened his own restaurant, hiring the best chef, having the finest decor, and storing genuine high-quality wine, all to entertain his friends and make a little profit on the side.

But unexpectedly, the store became an instant hit, with booming business, which surprisingly made him a good profit!

As close friends, Jiang Wang would naturally take care of his business—boosting popularity is taking care, isn't it!

So, a table was filled with people, and everyone chatted and laughed merrily.

Yi Huaimin asked curiously, "Brother Jiang, have you given yourself a name What is your real name"

Yi Huai Yong said solemnly: "A genuine person's name comes from their deeds, not bestowed by others. It's not something one declares and everyone accepts. Not all genuine people have names, such as Elder Jiang who doesn't seem to need one. Huai Min, you are being too presumptuous."

Yi Huimin rolled his eyes.

These two brothers have completely different personalities. The younger brother is carefree and mischievous, while the older brother is serious and responsible. They can't really get along. Although their relationship is good, they wouldn't go out to eat together unless Jiang Wang invited them.

Yi Si gave his two older brothers a way out: "How about we come up with a more impressive name for Jiang Wang together"

The incumbent Deputy Inspector of the Northern Palace, Zheng Shangming, was the first to agree: "Otherwise, let's call it 'Qingyang.' This is Jiang brother's first title and his first fiefdom. Using this as a designation signifies not forgetting the past. What do you think"

"Improper, improper." Yi Huimin shook his head and smiled. "Isn't Wuan much larger than Qingyang Naming it this way is quite meaningless. In my life, I have read poetry, and I love the most 《Guofeng》and 《Li Sao》, both are masterpieces of poetry. As the saying goes, 'Through generations, talented individuals emerge to lead the trends for centuries,' in my opinion, Brother Jiang shouldn't name it Wuan but rather 'Fengsao'!"

Yi Huaiying is old-fashioned and wouldn't participate in such games.

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Li Longchuan was too lazy to think about it, so he just egged him on: "Not bad!"

How could Chong Xuan possibly let his wife's suggestion go unheeded After belching a hearty burp, he quickly chimed in: "You don't understand Jiang Wang's taste. You wouldn't know what he likes. Let me tell you what he actually—"

He paused for a moment, then shouted in a powerful voice: "Overturn heaven! Overwhelm heaven! Defy heaven!"

"Can't get past 'Heaven,' can you" Yi Huimin couldn't help but chuckle. "Brother Jiang, you really like it, huh"

Jiang Wangmo listened silently for a long time before finally letting out an "oh" and leisurely saying, "As for names, I've never really cared about them. They seem rather pointless to me. But if I absolutely had to have one... how about 'The First True Master of History' Wouldn't that do"

There was a moment of silence at the table.

No one wanted to see him show off, so everyone quickly forgot the topic and raised their glasses: "Cheers!"

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Yan Fu was at his own tavern, but it wasn't as convenient as usual. People kept pulling him aside to chat wherever he went, so Tong Wen Ting and Lan arrived late.

...and there was another woman who came along, one that no one had expected—

Bao Zhongqing's widow, Miao Yuzhi, the daughter of Miao Jingyang, the magistrate of Cangshu County.

Jiang Wang cast a furtive glance at Yan Fu.

Yán Fǔ returned an innocent look, indicating that he didn't know either.

It was obviously Wen Tinglan's idea.

Wen Tinglan, arm in arm with Miao Yuzhi, appeared to be her best friend. She addressed the gathered crowd, saying: "Yuzhi is my close confidante, and she's been busy taking care of children, so she hasn't gone out for a long time. I thought about today's small gathering, so I brought her out for some fresh air and to meet all the heroes! I didn't give notice beforehand, so I hope you won't mind."

The room fell silent for a moment.

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“Where is there anything strange about this” Chong Xuan chuckled, his eyes crinkling at the corners as he looked at them. “Bao Zhongqing is also my dearest friend, we’ve fought together on the battlefield and shared a bed… Come now, Mrs. Bao, please take a seat!”

For the sake of our common goal, I will fight until the very end.

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