Jiangshan Dream - Chapter 30
She's not a masochist or an ambitious person; anyone would get annoyed if she only thought about fighting and killing all day long.
Looking excitedly at the large circle of people gathered in front of her, Lin Feng tugged at Bei Chentian's sleeve and asked with a smile, "What's that?" Only when she was with him would she occasionally laugh so easily and carefree.
"They're probably street performers. You can only see these kinds of people everywhere in a small country like Tianlu where there's not much war," Bei Chentian explained, knowing she wasn't very familiar with Yin Sang. He didn't seem to mind Lin Feng's actions at all, as if everything was perfectly normal.
"You don't have Beichen?"
“Beichen is peaceful and prosperous, and many places have these things, but there are more wealthy families in Fancheng, and most of the streets are owned by the four richest men, so they don’t allow these things to be displayed.” The two were having a very relaxed conversation, both enjoying themselves and frequently looking around. Beichen Tian asked again in confusion, “Don’t you have these in your hometown?”
"They used to exist, but they're long gone now." What era are we living in? Lin Feng rubbed his eyes, then noticed a weapon thrown high into the air. He grabbed Bei Chentian beside him and said, "Let's go take a look!"
Bei Chentian didn't mind following her. He had come out to investigate the situation on the street. He didn't care about formalities. He already knew that Lin Feng's behavior was different from that of ordinary women. Did he expect her to be reserved? If it wasn't an act, then maybe in the next life.
Inside the arena, a young man was performing a fire-breathing act, and the surrounding crowd applauded and cheered. Lin Feng, seeing that several people could perform various tricks with a single burst of fire, also clapped and laughed loudly:
"That's fucking amazing! Hey, guess how they did it!"
Although Bei Chentian knew Lin Feng was not reserved, he was still surprised when Lin Feng suddenly uttered such a fierce curse. However, the performance in front of him was indeed very exciting. He shook his head and smiled, "I don't know any of this. I'm not a performer."
Lin Feng's laughter subsided, and she began to sound like a wise man, as if the person who had just shouted was someone else entirely: "Do you look down on street performers? Don't have that kind of thinking. There are 360 professions, and every profession can produce an expert. You don't necessarily have to govern a country to realize your ambitions."
"Then tell me, what should we do?" Bei Chentian never tired of hearing these new words. They were easy to understand, and many of them made a lot of sense. Sometimes he really wondered where she learned all these things.
Lin Feng thought for a moment: "Those who mingle in the underworld are too prone to getting into trouble. Merchants are a better option, but in ancient times, merchants had no status. Unlike Yin Sang now, who elevates merchants to godlike status."
"That's because every country doesn't have much money. In times of famine, merchants often provide some support to the country. If the country collapses, it won't benefit them either. Moreover, the situation is very chaotic now, with wars breaking out between countries from time to time, making it even harder to solve the money problem." Bei Chentian frowned as he spoke, then smiled and said, "Why are we talking about this again? Weren't we here to go shopping? Let's not talk about these unpleasant things."
Lin Feng thought about it and agreed; she really couldn't compliment Yin Sang's productivity.
Suddenly, a group of soldiers rushed over from a sparsely populated area, shouting.
"Catch the fugitive!"
Upon seeing these menacing-looking people, the onlookers scattered and fled in all directions.
The performers who were originally performing suddenly turned fierce, grabbing weapons and fighting with the soldiers who came to arrest them!
The two men's expressions darkened. They exchanged a glance, nodded, and with a light leap, they jumped onto the roof of a nearby tall building. The two were extremely fast, and the soldiers, busy fighting with the men below, paid no attention to them.
Lin Feng coldly watched the performers below. Although there weren't many of them, each one of them was highly skilled in martial arts and seemed to be a martial artist. The soldiers couldn't handle them, and the leader of the martial artists shouted loudly.
"Surrender! The Crown Prince is merciful and will spare your lives. As long as you reveal the whereabouts of the Fourth Prince, he will not harm you!"
A man in black glared angrily: "You're dreaming! You princelings are all eager to kill the Fourth Prince, falsely claiming the king's will. When my king passed away, his will clearly stated that the Fourth Prince would succeed him. You're ignoring the law! The summons is still in the prince's hands. Do you have the guts to show it to the whole world?"
"You're the one spouting nonsense!" The military officer raised his voice several octaves and shouted, "A hundred taels of silver will be awarded to anyone who captures them. Take them down immediately!"
Lin Feng leaned close to Bei Chentian's ear and whispered, "That person is inciting the people."
The latter nodded: "It's better to make a scene than to do nothing. It seems that those people have also lost track of Shen Mufeng, so they took a risk and made a scene in such a bustling market so that Shen Mufeng could find them."
At first glance, many people did look puzzled, but they were just running away; who would dare to stay even a moment longer? But gossip in the streets and alleys was probably inevitable.
Lin Feng said, "We've already wade into this mess, so if you don't move the Beichen forces to hold this place back, you'll have to rely on them."
“Not bad, they can hold out for now. Go to that deep alley we saw earlier.” Bei Chentian smiled confidently, as if he had already figured out a strategy to deal with the enemy.
Lin Feng knew he was going to lure the enemy, and responded in perfect unison, leaping off in that direction in a few bounds.
Chapter Thirty-Three: Entering the Game
Lin Feng and his companions darted to the alley entrance. Finding no place to hide, he cursed Bei Chentian for being an idiot and had no choice but to climb over the wall and peek out to observe.
Before long, Bei Chentian and the other street performers had quickly slipped into the alley. The alley was dark and deep, but the soldiers didn't care about that and rushed in.
Go away! You have no brains!
Lin Feng spat at those guys, but he didn't forget to observe his surroundings to prevent any ambushes. Better safe than sorry! After waiting for a while and seeing that no one was coming, he climbed over the wall. Several faint screams could be heard from inside, and soon several soldiers with blood streaming from their heads tried to escape as fast as they could.
Lin Feng smiled coldly, drew two small daggers from his arm, and stood in the alley. He kicked one of them down with each dagger, and they were all dead. He was truly a man who could hold off ten thousand men!
The streets were deserted by then, so who would care about their rampage? After a while, no one came out from inside. Lin Feng checked the corpses again, and then stabbed those who weren't quite dead in the throat before reaching inside.
The alley wasn't long; after walking a few steps, you could see the wall. Inside, there was a pile of corpses. Bei Chentian stood there, handsome and dashing, talking to the few martial artists. He couldn't help but laugh and say, "You really know how to plan."
Bei Chentian seemed to like her praise, and smiled slightly but did not respond verbally.
Only then did Lin Feng have time to look at the street performers. A young man in black stood out among them. He was handsome and clearly had excellent skills. Three other men followed behind him, and the servant who collected the money also quietly followed. He looked like a scholar and was obviously a civil official.
Although nervous, the man in black was not stupid. He asked warily, "You say my young master is on your ship? Do you have any proof?"
Despite being in a chaotic situation, this man remained calm and composed. Lin Feng couldn't help but glance at him a few times. Indeed, without any verifiable evidence, who could guarantee that they weren't there to capture someone or to put on a show? However, if this man didn't trust them, then there was no need to form this alliance.
It was quite amusing. She had never liked beating around the bush. Her identity was already quite obvious, so why did she still refer to her as "young master"?
"That's right, Shen Mufeng is indeed on our ship, but we don't know if he's still here. If you're afraid of danger, you don't have to come with us."
After Lin Feng finished speaking, he gave Bei Chen a wink. The latter understood her intention, and a smile appeared on his handsome face. He followed her back to the ship with perfect understanding.
The group of men were caught in a dilemma, unsure whether to follow or not. After a moment of hesitation, the man in black waved his hand and followed the two men. After all, they had saved his life, and they didn't know the whereabouts of the Fourth Prince. Even if it was a trap, they wouldn't be able to find out the Fourth Prince's whereabouts. Besides, he still had loyal confidants who were devoted to the Fourth Prince, so he had nothing to worry about.
Bei Chentian and Lin Feng walked in a winding path, followed at a distance by their entourage, who were afraid that anyone who came would implicate them and implicate the Fourth Prince. Lin Feng and Bei Chentian returned to the ship one after the other. Shui Wuhen stood at the bow and greeted them upon their return, lowering his voice: "Your Highness, you're back. Mu Feng wanted to see you."
Bei Chentian agreed: "Take him to our main cabin, and let the rest of the people on board."
Before long, Shen Mufeng appeared in the cabin with Shui Wuhen. The men in black and the others were excited. Upon seeing the Fourth Prince, their fatigue from the past few days seemed to disappear completely, and they excitedly shouted, "Fourth Prince!" With this shout, Shen Mufeng knew that Bei Chentian and the others must have realized his identity.