Zhang Rongfang understood what she meant.
He has two identities.
One of them is Zhang Ying, which his master helped him obtain. He is now mainly developing his official position and Daoist Registry based on this identity.
The second one is the original Zhang Rongfang.
Zhang Rongfang was still the same little Daoist priest at Qinghe Temple.
So he actually has two Daoist Registry.
If Zhang Ying were to travel to Wushan City, she would not be able to reunite with her sister, Zhang Rongyu.
Therefore, "I will go there as I am." Zhang Rongfang knew that he could not keep running away from this relationship forever.
The original owner was a piece of trash and a bastard, but he isn't.
Moreover, his elder sister Zhang Rongyu and brother-in-law had provided him with considerable financial assistance when he was still at Qinghe Temple. Now that he has made some progress, he should naturally not ignore them.
However, if they went there in their original identities, they wouldn't be able to use their official positions and Zhang Ying's Daoist Registry. These two positions would have to remain in Tanyang, temporarily suspended.
In the past, the only thing Zhang Rongfang could rely on was the power of the Golden Wing Tower.
'However, this is enough.'
Zhang Rongfang clenched his fist, feeling his body's complete recovery to its Ninth Grade physique.
The Zhang Rongfang he is today is no longer the helpless man he was two years ago.
He was currently covered in Secret Medicine, which caused a change in his body, and he no longer had his previous burly and exaggerated physique.
His appearance is also closer to that of the Zhang Rongfang.
"The master anticipated that you would make this choice, so there are two hundred Cloud Smoke Death Warrior under your command in Wushan City."
"Normally, two Eagle Rank fighters handle everything over there, so you don't need to worry about it. Only when a special mission is sent from the main building and requires your assistance in completing it will you need to deploy your elite assassins," Wei Li said softly.
"Understood. Anything else?" Zhang Rongfang had already realized that Wei Li's identity was not just that of a female guard, but more like an assistant.
"There is none left."
Wei Li bowed slightly behind and quietly left.
Zhang Rongfang stared at the contents of the tray in front of him and fell silent for a moment.
Now he has figured out that neither Ye Bai nor Tong Zhang are more than just Spirit Grade beings.
It's even possible that the Golden Wing Tower organization is serving them.
However, he didn't understand why Tong Zhang was being so good to him.
In these past few days, he has already received the complete Sixth Grade instruction of the Golden Roc Secret Record.
This was the only complete Superior Martial Arts in the Golden Wing Tower, yet it was taught to him in its entirety without any restrictions.
Then came the Treasure Armor, Treasure Medicine, and all sorts of things that could help him—they all piled up one after another.
They even granted a soldier the authority to die in the Golden Wing Tower of a Prefectural City.
He still remembered a sentence that the Heavenly Maiden Tong Zhang had said earlier.
In this world, everything you gain comes at a price.
Now that he had gained something, Zhang Rongfang gently picked up the Purple Porcelain Bottle of Saint One Pill and fell into deep thought.
What price will be paid in the future? *** Moon Empress. Dinghe Road, Shan Province.
Wushan Prefecture.
In Great Ling, each route has only one Prefectural City.
Wushan Prefecture was the capital of Dinghe Road and also the largest city in Dinghe Road.
Compared to Tanyang, there isn't as much partying every night here; instead, all sorts of sculptures can be seen everywhere.
Bamboo carving, stone carving, wood carving, glass carving, and various other types of carving are all categorized here.
According to the laws of Great Ling, many artisans pass their skills down from generation to generation; if the father is an artisan, so are the son and the grandson.
One should not easily change industries.
Over time, Wushan Prefecture became a city with an increasing number of carving craftsmen.
Among these many carvings, bamboo carving is the most outstanding.
The sun was shining brightly, the rain had just stopped, and flocks of swallows were flying around the city, chirping.
Wujiang Bridge, the most bustling bridge in Wushan Prefecture, stands a three-story pavilion with a pointed roof, red tiles, and white walls.
The sounds of the xiao (vertical bamboo flute) and dizi (Chinese flute) harmonized with the sounds of the Western vi
It drifted out from the concert hall behind Zhang Rongyu.
She wore a scarlet cloak, and her long hair was tied up and gently secured with a long hairpin inlaid with a sapphire.
At this moment, she was gazing at the bridge directly opposite the pavilion, watching the large ships slowly passing under the bridge arches. Although her eyes were looking into the distance, her mind was no longer there.
"Are you still worried about Rong Fang?" A man with Dark Red Birthmark on his face gently wrapped his arms around her waist from behind.
"Hmm, such a long journey, what if something happens along the way?" Not long ago, Zhang Rongyu suddenly received a message from the person she had entrusted with this matter, saying that they had found her younger brother Zhang Rongfang, who had previously gone missing.
Some time ago, due to the uprising of troops near Tanyang, news was completely blocked and could not get out at all.
After waiting for a long time, Zhang Rongyu finally Hua Qian to ask someone to take Zhang Rongfang with him from the Escort Agency, and they headed towards Wushan Prefecture.
This is a small matter and a small amount of money; given her husband's status in Wushan Prefecture, it's naturally not difficult for him.
But once she was actually on her way, she waited for a full half month, and when her younger brother still hadn't arrived, she started to worry again.
Now her husband Su Da Heqi Mu Chi, has been transferred to the position of merchant in Wushan Prefecture.
The position of Commerce Officer, below the Assistant Prefect, is one of the main officials of Wushan Prefecture. It holds real power over various aspects of land transportation commerce and can be considered a truly lucrative post.
Therefore, when her husband speaks, people in the household will give him some face.
"Don't worry, I just sent someone to ask again. According to the schedule, the Escort Agency should be arriving soon, within the next few days," Suda Heqi comforted him gently.
He and Zhang Rongyu were truly in love, and since his career had gone smoothly and the annoying Sha Luo Ha Lai Ge Ta had left, their home had become increasingly peaceful and harmonious.
His strange illness had also stopped acting up for a long time without any triggers.
His Lineage, seeing his strange illness disappear, began to accept him again, gradually changing their opinion of him and valuing him more.
Everything is starting to get better and better. "Husband, Rong Fang has always had a bad temper. If you come here and find that I have done something wrong, please punish Xiao Yu. Xiao Yu apologize to you in advance."
Zhang Rongyu turned around and was about to bow to Suda Heqi.
"Madam, why do you say that! Your brother is my brother. We are family, and we should support each other. You have helped me a lot in the past, so it is only right that I help you now!"
Suda Heqi said earnestly and sincerely.
He was ugly from a young age and had experienced the hardships of life, so he could see clearly who was genuinely good to him and who was just being hypocritical.
"In this world, there will always be some people whom we will not treat differently because of their poverty or wealth."
Whether we are down on our luck or rich, the bond between us will never change. That is family.
His gaze fell upon the densely packed crowds of people heading to the market on the Wujiang Bridge.
"There was a time when I also had such family love. What a pity."
"Husband." A hint of pity flashed in Zhang Rongyu's eyes. She gently cupped her husband's face in her hands.
"We'll always be together, and no one can separate us!"
If at the beginning she only had some intention of taking advantage of the other party, by this moment she had already regarded them as her family.
Although her husband was ugly, his sincere love for her never changed.
"Speaking of which, my sister was the one who treated me the best when I was little," Suda Heqi smiled.
"Before she died, she gave me all her belongings. You know, among us Spirit Person, women can also inherit property."
I remember back then, no matter what trouble I caused, she would always stand up for me. That's why I loved her so much.
Zhang Rongyu fell silent.
She knew her husband's sister, that very, very good person who had been dead for many years.
"Every time I asked her: 'Everyone else ignores me, why do you always come to help me? You might as well just let me go crazy and die,'" Suda Heqi recalled.
"And she would always say, 'I'm your sister, if I don't take care of you, who will?! In this world, the closest people are us.'"
Zhang Rongyu was also reminded of her younger brother.
At that time, she worked during the day to earn money and went home at night to take care of Zhang Rongfang, who had a bad temper.
Similarly, every time Zhang Rongfang caused trouble, she would apologize and make amends, but she also felt wronged and sad.
But what can be done? The parents are dead, and the relatives don't care about them at all.
In this world, my only remaining relative is my younger brother.
Money will be spent, power will be transferred, but blood ties are an unbreakable bond.
Whenever Zhang Rongyu thinks that there is another person in this world who shares the same blood as him, he doesn't feel so lonely.
"Don't worry, I'll have Mei Sha mentor Rong Fang. Mei Sha is a very proper and generous person, so she should be able to help him adapt to life here quickly," Suda Heqi said with a smile.
"Um!"
Zhang Rongyu nodded.
Once her younger brother was brought over, the whole family would be together, and her heart would be at peace.
I wonder how much hardship Rong Fang has endured on his own. He's impulsive, irritable, and always gets into trouble; he must have suffered a lot.
When he arrives, I will definitely make it up to him.
***At dusk, the sun sets on the horizon.
The red light reflected from the clouds struggled to stay extinguished.
Wushan Prefecture, First Squad oxcarts carrying goods, bearing the banner of Wanfu Escort Agency, slowly made its way towards the city along the bustling main road.
There were many caravans coming and going on the main road, one after another, with horse riders constantly shuttling back and forth.
Farmers carrying baskets of vegetables were walking into town to sell their produce on both sides of the sidewalk.
There was a sedan chair carried by two people, one in front and one behind, swaying and moving slowly forward.
Several young men walking their dogs hummed a tune, some holding dog whips and others holding folding fans, in twos and threes.
Zhang Rongfang sat in the oxcart of the Escort Agency, watching the scenery pass by outside.
In the distance, towering mountains stretch endlessly.
Terraced fields are scattered throughout the middle.
Nearby, by the stone bridge, there were mischievous children lying down, watching the water, chattering away in the local dialect.
Several anglers carrying bamboo baskets were slowly casting their fishing lines and baiting their hooks with insects.
Closer still, you can see passersby on the main road, coming and going, carrying loads on shoulder poles or baskets on their backs.
Sometimes a child's head would suddenly pop out of the basket, looking around curiously.
"This place is even more lively than Tanyang," Zhang Rongfang couldn't help but sigh softly.
"Yes, Wushan Prefecture is at least three times the size of Tanyang. It is famous for its carvings and is a well-known major export city in the entire Shan Province."
There were a few other people sitting in the carriage.
One of the old men, holding Dry Tobacco, smacked his lips and chuckled.
"I came here once ten years ago to visit my grandson. It was raining heavily that time, and the roads were muddy everywhere. I saw stone Buddhas, each taller than a person, being transported out of the city one after another, boarded large ships on the Wujiang, and drifted downstream."
There were over a hundred in total; the scene was truly spectacular!
"What brings you to Wushan City, old man?" a plump middle-aged man wearing a rich man's leather hat asked with a smile.
"I came to find my son; he works here. Before he left, his wife left, and I was bored by myself, so I sold all the farmland."
"This place is too chaotic. The city is in complete disarray. There was even some trouble before, with people dying everywhere. We should just find another place to live," the old man replied.
Listening to the old man's words, Zhang Rongfang leaned out of the carriage window and looked at the front of Wushan City.
The endless gray city walls gave him a slight jolt the moment he saw them.
The city wall was at least ten meters high, and the Spirit Army, carrying bows and crossbows, patrolled back and forth on it.
Below is a doorway more than four meters high, through which vehicles and pedestrians pass by.
Outside the doorway, a square area was enclosed by a wooden wall, where all kinds of vendors and stalls offered food, drinks, and entertainment.
Within this area, several burly men wearing brown round leather hats, gray police uniforms, and official swords at their waists were peering in this direction.
One of them even took out a portrait and carefully examined and compared it.
"Here he comes! The Young Master Zhang has arrived!"
From afar, Zhang Rongfang hear sounds drifting from that direction. Mixed with the cries of various livestock and the chatter of people, the sounds were somewhat indistinct.