Chapter 177: Lovers Eventually Become Siblings

"Your subordinates obey!"

After a good while, the four great elders replied with hoarse voices that had become unusually dry at some point.

"Go."

Zhang Jie waved his hand.

He didn't care about the possible betrayal of the four great elders.

Ever since the Yitian Zhang Jie broke an army by himself, he knew that no one in the Heaven-Dependent world could stop him.

Even the Sweeping Monk, who was vaguely the number one martial artist in the Jin series and could support a three-foot Qi wall, couldn't!

And with power, naturally, one had to do some things one wanted to do in the past.

But with the Sweeping Monk's realm, as long as Zhang Jie wasn't trying to exterminate all Buddhists in the world,

even if he made Shaolin close its gates for a hundred years, he probably wouldn't care.

After all, in the original work, Xuan Ci was the Leading Big Brother, causing the bloody case outside Yanmen Pass,

and was also impure, having a private affair with Ye Erniang, indirectly creating Ye Erniang, the demon king who did all kinds of evil

and specifically targeted children; when this was exposed, the Shaolin Temple was pointed at by thousands,

and had to announce it would close its gates for a hundred years, and the Sweeping Monk didn't care.

Returning to the Wuxi branch of the Beggar Sect to show the other Beggar Sect disciples the existence of his new Sect Leader,

Zhang Jie took Duan Yu back to Mantuo Shanzhuang in Gusu.

At this time, it was summer, and the lotus flowers in Taihu Lake were in full bloom, beautiful beyond compare,

and the various camellias that Wang Lady had spent huge sums of money to collect from all over the world in Mantuo Shanzhuang were also competing in beauty,

but even more stunning was the young girl standing gracefully in the garden.

The girl was beautiful and intelligent, as if Heaven had concentrated all beauty in her;

the colorful camellias were eclipsed in front of her.

This young girl who was like a fairy descending to the mortal world was naturally Murong Fu's cousin,

Wang Lady's daughter, and the young lady of Mantuo Shanzhuang, Wang Yuyan.

After seeing Wang Yuyan, Zhang Jie knew how firm Murong Fu's determination to restore his country was.

The so-called "not loving beauty, but loving the country" was probably just like this.

And Zhang Jie expressed: children make multiple-choice questions,

he is an adult, he chooses both the country and the beauty!

"Big Brother Zhang Jie."

The moment she saw Zhang Jie, the young girl's eyes lit up,

and she ran to his side like a happy lark, smiling sweetly.

Zhang Jie smiled dotingly: "Sister Yuyan."

"Big Brother Zhang Jie, have you finished your business outside?"

Wang Yuyan blinked her watery, seemingly speaking big eyes and asked softly.

"Yes."

Zhang Jie and Wang Yuyan walked side by side toward the depths of Mantuo Shanzhuang, a handsome man and a beautiful woman, like a pair of celestial beings.

"Sister Yuyan."

At this time, Duan Yu, who was hiding behind Zhang Jie, also jumped out to greet Wang Yuyan.

"Big Brother Duan Yu."

Wang Yuyan answered with a smile.

'Duan Yu, brother.'

Hearing this address, Duan Yu only felt a pain in his heart.

Unlike Zhang Jie's "Big Brother Zhang Jie," his "Big Brother Duan Yu" was a real brother!

When he first saw Wang Yuyan, he was shocked by her beauty,

and even thought she was the fairy sister of the jade statue in the Wuliang Jade Cave,

intending to pursue his happiness;

Zhang Jie directly dispelled all his fantasies with one sentence.

Zhang Jie: "Stop thinking about it, she is your sister."

Under his unbelievable verification, just like Sister Zhong Ling and Sister Mu Wanqing,

Wang Yuyan was also his half-sister...

Thinking of these experiences from Dali to Great Song, Duan Yu felt that his sadness was flowing backward into a river.

Duan Yu: "Father, I want to marry Wanmei (Mu Wanqing); it was love at first sight, and she won't marry anyone but me!"

Duan Zhengchun shook his head: "Yu'er, she is your sister!"

Duan Yu: "Father, I fell in love with Zhong Ling of the Wanjue Valley; her father is the master of Wanjue Valley, Zhong Wanchou."

Duan Zhengchun waved his hand: "Yu'er, she is still your half-sister."

Duan Yu: "Father, Miss Wang Yuyan of the Gusu Wang family isn't my sister, right?

You have never been to Gusu."

Duan Zhengchun smiled shyly: "Yu'er, I have never been to Gusu,

but Yuyan's mother, Wang Lady, is not a local of Gusu.

Forgot to tell you, Wang Lady lived in Wuliang Mountain in Dali when she was young, Langhuan Jade Cave~"

Duan Yu: "......"

Tired, destroy it, this world.

For others, it is "lovers eventually become spouses," but for him, it is "lovers eventually become siblings"...

Not caring about Duan Yu, who had turned into a sad frog and whose sadness was flowing backward into a river, Zhang Jie and Wang Yuyan talked as they walked.

Wang Yuyan, who rarely left Mantuo Shanzhuang, was as simple as a little white rabbit;

how could she be an opponent of this big bad wolf who had been baptized by the modern information flood?

Along the way, under his witty remarks, Wang Yuyan smiled sweetly.

"Back?"

Arriving at the main hall, Wang Lady, who was waiting there, asked indifferently.

For this brat Zhang Jie who was about to abduct her daughter, she had mixed feelings of love and hate.

What she hated was that her daughter, whom she had raised for more than ten years, was about to throw herself into another man's arms.

What she loved was that her cheap junior brother was a top choice in both appearance and martial arts,

and standing with her Yuyan, they were truly a celestial couple, a match made in heaven.

In the past, for the sake of self-preservation, she had intentionally or unintentionally indulged Murong Fu's contact with Yuyan.

After all, the Murong family's power and Southern Murong's reputation were not small, and they could protect Yuyan in the future.

But after having Zhang Jie as a comparison, Murong Fu was not so suitable.

Not to mention anything else, Murong Fu was more than ten years older than her Yuyan; he was not a good match.

Therefore, when Zhang Jie was practicing martial arts in Langhuan Fudi, and Yuyan, who also loved books,

could list the cultivation routes, advantages, and disadvantages of the martial arts manuals in Langhuan Fudi one by one, and they got closer and closer,

she chose to open one eye and close the other.

"Junior brother Zhang Jie greets senior sister."

Facing the teasing of Wang Lady, who was about to become his mother-in-law, Zhang Jie turned a blind eye and greeted her with a calm face.

He was about to abduct Wang Lady's carefully cultivated daughter; what did a few cold words matter?

For Wang Lady, who had been widowed for many years, Wang Yuyan was her everything, her spiritual pillar.

"

He was about to spirit away the daughter Lady Wang had painstakingly raised; what did a few cold words matter?

For Lady Wang, who had been a widow for many years, Wang Yuyan was her everything, her pillar of strength.

"Duan Yu pays his respects to Lady Wang."

Duan Yu bowed with a very solemn expression.

In truth, his heart was full of helplessness:

This Lady Wang was also one of the women his father had dallied with in the past,

and she had even given birth to Wang Yuyan, his half-sister.

According to this relationship, he should address Lady Wang as Aunt.

But Lady Wang had later married Squire Wang, so in name, she no longer had any connection to his father,

and so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and respectfully address her as Lady Wang.

"Hmm."

Lady Wang gave a reluctant "hmm" in response.

Although she was no longer as extreme under Zhang Jie's persuasion,

it was impossible for her to give a pleasant look to the son of that cheap woman, Dao Dao Bai Feng.

Zhang Jie had no good solution for this either; although if he told Lady Wang the news that Duan Yu was not Duan Zhengchun's son,

but rather the son of Duan Yanqing, it would certainly dissolve the hatred in her heart;

but this secret was a secret in his mouth, yet it might not necessarily be a secret in Lady Wang's mouth.

No, it definitely would not be a secret:

Lady Wang hated Dao Dao Bai Feng, who had separated her from her beloved Duan Lang, with a burning passion,

and she would certainly not let go of this excellent secret to strike at Dao Dao Bai Feng.

But once this secret leaked out, it would cause great turmoil in Dali.

Dali's current emperor, Duan Zhengming, had no heirs,

and had specifically appointed his younger brother by the same mother and father, Duan Zhengchun, as the Imperial Crown Prince.

And Duan Yu, as Duan Zhengchun's nominal only son, was undoubtedly Dali's future heir.

Once his identity was exposed, Dali would have no clear heir for the future,

and who knows how much turmoil would erupt in Dali; it was even possible the country would fall directly.

The huge storm caused by the Song Dynasty's Emperor Renzong having no sons and refusing to appoint an heir for over thirty years was still fresh in memory.

Zhang Jie did not want to disregard the people of Dali because of one person's likes or dislikes.

Just like the Water Shui Hu Zhang Jie's copying—no, wait, how can a scholar's work be called copying?

It is clearly borrowing!

The "Mountain Slope Sheep" borrowed by Water Shui Hu Zhang Jie is well-written: In prosperity, the people suffer; in ruin, the people suffer.

"Brother Duan, you must be tired, go and get some good rest."

Zhang Jie casually found an excuse to relieve the awkward Duan Yu.

"Yes, yes, this trip out has truly exhausted me."

Duan Yu, who was so embarrassed he just wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into, wiped the non-existent sweat from his forehead,

and ran out of the living room as if fleeing, heading toward the guest room arranged for him.

"Hmph!"

"I'm not a tiger, why be so careful?"

Lady Wang gave a cold huff, not very happy.

'You may not be a tiger, but you are a tigress more terrifying than any tiger.'

Zhang Jie complained in his heart for Duan Yu, who had run out of the living room.

"Senior Sister, it's like this..."

Zhang Jie told Lady Wang some of the interesting things that happened in the Apricot Forest,

which finally made her expression turn from cloudy to sunny.

"Brother Zhang Jie, are you alright?"

Hearing that he had been surrounded by Western Xia warriors, Wang Yuyan's face was full of worry,

and her bright, watery eyes carefully examined his body,

wanting to see if he was injured anywhere.

"Rest assured, the person who can hurt me in this world hasn't been born yet!"

Zhang Jie answered full of confidence, and even deliberately raised his hands and spun around twice,

letting Wang Yuyan see if he was injured.

"Stinky braggart!"

Confirming that Zhang Jie was completely unharmed, Wang Yuyan rolled her eyes at him, covering her cherry mouth and laughing as she scolded him.

"If you don't know if I'm stinky, just give me a kiss and you'll know."

Zhang Jie made a gesture as if to have Wang Yuyan kiss him.

"Oh! Who wants to kiss you!"

Wang Yuyan's cheeks flushed, and she ran outside in coy shyness.

"Hehe!"

"If you don't kiss, today's business won't be finished!"

Zhang Jie laughed wantonly and chased after her.

"Oh!"

"Hee hee!"

For a time, the Mandara Manor echoed with Wang Yuyan's silver-bell-like laughter.

"This is truly just like back then!"

Watching the figures of the two playing in the courtyard, Lady Wang couldn't help but think of the bits and pieces of her past with Duan Zhengchun.

"However, Junior Brother Zhang will not be like Duan Zhengchun, dallying with women!"

Thinking of Duan Zhengchun's philandering and Zhang Jie's self-discipline,

Lady Wang couldn't help but be three points more satisfied with Zhang Jie.

She would never have guessed that Zhang Jie, who was still a young man, was already an old hand experienced in the flowers.

Zhang Jie looked innocent: It's all the experience from Water Margin, Heaven-Dependent, and the others, what does it have to do with me?