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However, the tournament is indeed a good thing, and Ju Yushan is unlikely to jump out and vote against it.

So he could only go home worriedly, grab his incompetent son, and order him to practice martial arts. The specific time of the martial arts competition has not been determined yet. If he starts working hard now, he might have a chance to catch up from behind.

Although anyone with a discerning eye can see that "coming from behind" and having the qualifications to be clear are just clouds.

And today, Jicheng's small body, which "makes him faint when he kneels down", may have further aggravated the despair in Ju Yushan's heart.

Xiaolian went out and found a hiding place to pour the medicine. Then she came back and asked Jicheng: "Young Master, if you don't drink the medicine, what should you do if your body doesn't recover well?"

Jicheng glanced at her: "Then haven't you already poured out all the medicine?"

Xiaolian thought for a while and stretched out her hand to him: "It makes sense, give me the money quickly."

Jicheng clicked his tongue, took out a piece of silver from his pocket and threw it over: "Be careful, I will report you to the old man."

Xiaolian explained seriously: "That's because the young village owner bribed me first. Then we will both be in trouble."

Jicheng: "..."

"But Young Villa Master," Xiao Lian changed her words, "You don't take medicine and your recovery will be slow. Later, the Villa Master will ask you to practice martial arts, and you won't be able to keep up. You will be punished again. What should I do?"

Ji Cheng looked at her: "Are you worried about me?"

Xiaolian nodded: "I am the young village master's personal maid. If you die while practicing martial arts, I will have no money to earn."

The more she thought about it, the more worried she became: "No, young master, I'll make you a bowl of medicine. If you add candied fruit, it won't be so bitter."

After saying that, Xiaolian was about to turn around, but before she could take a step, Ji Cheng reached out and held her: "No need."

Xiaolian looked at Jicheng in confusion: "Young Master?"

Jicheng said in a lazy tone: "The old man forced me to practice martial arts. I have a better way. I can face it without taking medicine."

Xiaolian acted like she was all ears.

Jicheng was enigmatic: "What do you think about running away from home?"

Xiaolian stared at him silently.

One second, two seconds, three seconds.

Xiaolian clapped her hands and said, "What a great idea!"

She turned around and hurried out: "I'm going to pack my bags now, and I'll take you away from home tonight."

Jicheng warned: "Remember to put in more money!"

——

That night, after packing her luggage, Xiaolian took Jicheng over the wall and left the village.

Jicheng jumped down from the wall neatly and patted the dust on his hands. Next to him, Xiaolian stared at him silently: "The young master's leg injury seems to be lighter than the slave thought."

The original body did have some blood stasis on his legs after kneeling for a while, but there was enough spiritual energy in this small world, and it couldn't be easier to use Jicheng's spiritual power to forcefully guide some to heal the body.

What's more, with the skills he has mastered, picking the most rubbish ones is enough to turn him into a peerless master in this small world in a matter of seconds, and he can easily climb over walls.

——As for why not show off your martial arts prowess now, secure your position as the leader of the alliance, and fight against all the invincible opponents in the world? What a joke, how can he pursue excitement in this case?

Although there is no Internet in this world, there are some things that satisfy him: for example, it is normal for people in the martial arts to fight and kill, and for example, although people in Juyicheng are useless, their families are really rich.

Although there is no clear title, many people speculate that Mingju Villa should be the richest villa in the world.

So after learning about the situation in this small world, Jicheng immediately made a plan for the next step: go shopping, eat, eat, eat, and eat. After having enough fun, go to the martial arts competition and kill anyone who disobeys.

No complex scheming, no need to work hard, simple and crude, one step to get the job done.

So Jicheng said to Xiaolian: "As soon as I heard that I didn't need to drink medicine and could breathe the fresh and free air outside the village, my mood suddenly improved. My heartbeat speed increased, my blood circulation became faster, and my blood stasis was reduced." The stagnation will naturally get better.”

He said pleasantly: "This is all your fault!"

Xiaolian's expression was a little confused, but because of the last compliment she decided to accept Jicheng's nonsense happily: "This is what a slave should do."

She asked again: "Then young master, where should we go next?"

Jicheng went through the known information about this small world in his mind: "Go to Jiang'an."

He said in a calm tone: "I heard that there will be an event there at the end of the month, and it should be very lively."

Xiaolian was a little hesitant: "Today, the village owner severely punished the young village owner for visiting a brothel. If we were caught by the village owner in Jiang'an, wouldn't we be punished even worse? "

Jicheng asked calmly: "You don't want to see beauties?"

Xiaolian thought for a while and said, "I will hire a carriage right now."

Jicheng warned: "I want the most luxurious one, we have the money."

Xiaolian gave him an "ok" gesture from a distance.

Probably because I didn't expect that a person who just knelt down until he "fainted" in the morning could run away from home in a lively manner at night, or use the overly lively method of climbing over the wall, until Jicheng got on a luxurious eight-carriage carriage and left. , the villa was still extremely quiet, and none of the guards noticed that their young villa owner had run away with his maid and money.

Although they wouldn't care if they found out - anyway, the young owner of the Villa has not run away from home once or twice. Mingju Villa's spies are all over the world, so it's not too difficult to find someone.

Jiang'an is not too far from Mingju Villa, and it can be reached by horseback in two or three days. However, as a wealthy man who can ride on a luxurious eight-carriage, Jicheng had to stop and go all the way. It took almost half a month to arrive.

There is only one day left before the so-called Oiran Night.

The Oiran Night is held on the Huaiyang River. The Huaiyang River is the second largest river in the world. It flows through Jiang'an City and is tens of meters long at its widest point. At that time, the competing Oirans will go on the largest boat in the Huaiyang River. If you just want to join in the fun, you can watch the performance from the distant shore or on the stone bridge. However, if you want to see the courtesans up close, you will have to spend money to rent other boats.

Ji Cheng, the son of the richest man in the world and a wealthy man, waved his hand and said: "Let's rent the best boat."

However, the boat was only used for the Oiran Night, and now they have to find an inn to stay - Jiang'an's Oiran Night is famous all over the world. Now that the time is getting closer, the number of tourists in the city is also very large, and the inn room It's full and the prices have more than doubled.

Of course, this is not a problem for the masters and servants of Jicheng who brought enough silver notes when they went out. They went directly to the inn with the most luxurious decoration in the city, took a picture of a hundred-tael silver note to the innkeeper, and easily won the president here. , oh no, the Lord’s Suite.

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Ji Cheng went up to the room to wash up and rest, then opened his eyes and it was night.

Xiaolian had already taken care of everything and was actively waiting by his bedside to ask, "Young master, would you like to go downstairs for dinner? I'm so hungry."

Jicheng's words were concise and concise: "...eat."

The top-notch inn, of course, has the top-notch food. Jicheng and Xiaolian went downstairs to the lobby and ordered the most expensive dishes on the menu without any ceremony.

The waiter left with a smile on his face, holding the order in hand, not forgetting to offer tea and snacks to the two patrons before leaving.

Before the main course was served, Jicheng You drank sips of tea and listened to the gossip next door. To be more precise, it was the live performance of a storyteller next door.

"——We talked about the martial arts leader Ju Yicheng last time. This man is the young master of Mingju Villa. He has a copy of "Mingyue Sword Art" passed down in his family. His great-grandfather relied on it to become famous in the world. , and through his grandfather, he directly established the reputation of Mingju Villa as the "No. 1 Villa in the World."

"And his father, Ju Yushan, is also a man. Although he was injured in his early years and can no longer practice martial arts, he has won the respect of the entire martial arts world with his business ability and his character of attaching importance to justice and affection. Ten years ago, various righteous factions encircled and suppressed the demon sect. , the owner of the village has even given out financial resources to help, how can he not be admired by such a person? "

"But when it comes to Ju Yicheng's generation, tsk tsk, it can be said that the tiger father gave birth to a dog son!"

"This person is born with a good skin, yes, he is as good-looking as the young man at the table next to me, but as a person... Although he cannot be said to be a treacherous person, his temperament is lazy, dandy, sensual, and sexually obscene , He doesn’t know any martial arts skills at all, and the title of martial arts leader was simply bought by his father!”

"And according to the latest gossip, Ju Yicheng was put under house arrest by the owner of the brothel, Ju Yicheng, because he went to a brothel, hahahaha!"

The onlookers laughed heartily, and some people sighed: "It's so pitiful that Mr. Ju, the owner of the village, has been upright throughout his life, but he has to risk his life for such a son!"

Jicheng was still drinking tea, and a cold light flashed in Xiaolian's eyes: "Young Master, I'm going to kill this storyteller."

Jicheng reached out and held her down: "Wait."

He said: "The food hasn't been served yet."

Xiaolian then let go of the dagger from her waist and sat down again: "This slave is indeed very hungry."

She touched her belly and murmured in a low voice: "Who is this storyteller? The gossip is pretty accurate."

Just as the storyteller finished speaking loudly, he began to ask for rewards from around him: "If you listen happily, can you give me some rewards?"

The people who can eat at this inn are naturally not that poor. They listen happily, and they are generous in giving rewards. There are several people who give small pieces of money.

The storyteller took the money and thanked everyone from table to table, his pretty face almost bursting from laughter.

He walked to Jicheng with inertia, and when he was about to say something auspicious to ask for a reward, the person in front of him threw out a piece of gold.

Xiaolian's eyes immediately widened, but the storyteller was overjoyed on the spot: "This young master is really rich and powerful! Congratulations on getting rich, and a good man may have a safe life!!"

Jicheng asked in a curious tone: "Sir, it seems that he knows a lot of inside information about the martial arts world. He must not be an ordinary person, right?"

The storyteller waved his hand in a low-key, luxurious and connotative manner: "Young master is really a wise man, I am not talented at all. He is known as the world's best scholar, so he is a part-time storyteller!"

He picked up the gold and touched it again and again, and did not forget to continue to flatter him: "I see that Mr. Yushu Linfeng is a talented person. He spends generously and has such a precise vision. He must have an extraordinary background and be one of the best among people!"

Jicheng's tone was modest: "You should be born into an extraordinary family, but it's hard to say that you are one of the best among people."

He said with a smile on his face: "I am not talented. I am the young master of Mingju Villa who is lazy, lustful, obscene, and has absolutely no martial arts skills. He is also the leader of the most powerful backdoor martial arts league. That’s right.”