Primordial World: Marrying the Eldest Princess Drives the Jade Emperor Mad!

"Fifth Sister, I'm fine—just a Magic Power deviation!"

"This Xiao Qi, when will she ever learn to be steady!"

"The one who tied the knot must untie it. At least it's only a Misfortune Curse."

The Red-Clad Woman stamped her foot in anxiety, and her figure vanished in an instant.

"Ah Fan, what's gotten into you today?"

Dazhuang looked at Chen Fan with some suspicion. In his memory, Chen Fan wasn't exactly a pushover.

At most, he liked to stir up some fun now and then.

But he was usually an upright person.

Otherwise, Chen Fan wouldn't have fit into the village so quickly.

Chen Fan glanced at Dazhuang, still clueless, and sighed as he shook his head.

"Dazhuang, you've been following me for a while now—how have you not gained a single shred of sense!

Think about it: if you were walking down the road and One-Eyed Wolf stopped you with four thugs, what would you do?"

"I'd fight him, of course!"

Dazhuang stiffened his neck and stood up, speaking loudly.

Chen Fan covered his face with his hand, speechless at Dazhuang's intelligence, and continued to prompt.

"Right, right, right—you could indeed fight them.

But let me ask you this: before you fought, would you be scared?"

Dazhuang lifted his chin, putting on a heroic air, about to answer.

"Tell the truth, or I'm not taking you to the county town next time!"

Hearing Chen Fan's threat, the muscles on Dazhuang's face twitched.

Finally, he gritted his teeth and, unable to keep up the front, muttered quietly.

"Well, they outnumber me—so what if I'm a little scared!"

Slap!

Chen Fan clapped his hands together, amused.

"Exactly! Even a big, burly guy like you knows One-Eyed Wolf is trouble.

But those two beauties faced five thugs without a shred of fear.

What does that tell you?"

"It tells me those two Wives are strong in spirit despite their frail bodies!"

Dazhuang's eyes filled with admiration as he declared firmly.

Chen Fan's mouth twitched. He jumped up and smacked Dazhuang on the back of the head, grinding his teeth.

"You idiot! It means they had confidence—they weren't afraid of One-Eyed Wolf and his useless crew at all.

And 'strong in spirit despite frail bodies'? That's not how you use it! It's called 'steadfast resolve'!

Most importantly, don't you think One-Eyed Wolf and his men were acting strange?"

Dazhuang scratched his head, his eyes full of confusion.

A flash of red light flickered behind Chen Fan.

"What's so strange about it?"

"Ha, what's strange? You've got no brains at all!

One-Eyed Wolf made it big in Qingshi Town not just through ruthless methods.

A thug who lasts long never lacks street smarts."

Chen Fan frowned, a hint of unease suddenly rising in his heart.

But seeing Dazhuang's expectant gaze, his mouth twitched as he continued.

"Take a closer look at the clothes those two women were wearing.

The luster of that dye—even the county magistrates couldn't afford to wear such things.

Those two Wives are clearly from a prominent family. How could a small gang dare to provoke them?

Not to mention, this is the official road outside Qingshi Town. Even at noon, there are plenty of travelers.

One-Eyed Wolf would have to be out of his mind to ambush two Wives from a noble house here."

"Oh~ so One-Eyed Wolf is crazy after all!"

Dazhuang suddenly understood, and Chen Fan nearly kicked him in frustration.

After all that, you didn't understand a single word!

"You're saying someone is scheming against my Fifth Sister and Seventh Sister?"

"Not bad, I'll count that as a correct answer..."

Chen Fan's nod froze halfway.

Inside this tea stall, aside from the owner, there was only Scholar Dong, himself, and Dazhuang.

Where had this sudden mature, commanding female voice come from?

Chen Fan and Dazhuang turned their heads at the same time.

A woman in a form-fitting red outfit, heroic and spirited, was sitting right behind them, chin resting on one hand, watching Chen Fan with keen interest.

Her stunning beauty was in no way inferior to the two women outside the tea stall.

Chen Fan also noticed a longsword placed beside her.

Though the blade remained sheathed, its sharpness was already unmistakable.

This was an expert!

Don't ask how Chen Fan, who couldn't even truss a chicken, knew she was an expert.

Obviously—she'd managed to sneak up behind them without a sound.

For two ordinary people who didn't even know martial arts, what else could she be if not an expert?

Most importantly, the woman before him was gorgeous!

Chen Fan made no effort to hide the admiration and appreciation in his eyes.

"May I ask the lady warrior's esteemed name?"

Chen Fan's eyes flickered as he cupped his hands toward the red-clad woman.

The woman lightly patted her palm, and the longsword dropped into her hand.

Her bright eyes gleamed with intelligence and wit as she returned the gesture.

"My surname is Zhang. You may call me First Madam."

Though the Tang Dynasty had an open atmosphere, a woman's private name was not casually revealed.

And "Madam" was the Tang-era term for an unmarried woman.

Surname Zhang?

Chen Fan blinked, thinking for a moment.

In this era, the most prominent Zhang family was the Zhang Clan of Qinghe.

Li Shimin had ordered the compilation of the empire's clan genealogies.

Among them, the Zhangs of Qinghe were ranked first among the ten great surnames, the "Pillars of the State."

Though this was partly Li Shimin's scheme to undermine the prestige of the Five Surnames and Seven Clans, suppressing the top-tier families, the Zhang Clan of Qinghe still stood as a colossal first-tier family beneath them.

Chapter 4: The Terrifying Red-Clad Woman—Please, Spare Me, Sir!

"Are you a daughter of the Zhang Clan of Qinghe?"

"Indeed!"

Zhang Tianshou nodded and replied with a smile.

But inwardly, she added a thought.

She was not a young woman of the current generation of the Zhang Clan of Qinghe, but an ancestor from an older generation.

Much like how the Tang imperial Li family claimed the sage Laozi, Li Er, as their ancestor.