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The following day, after finishing his last class, Chu Yang announced to his students the decision to close the private school for the holidays.
Cheers erupted, and the yard erupted in chaos once again.
Seeing how happy they were, Chu Yang smiled happily as well, and immediately assigned a lot of holiday homework to ensure that the flowers of the motherland could spend every day in a fulfilling way.
The cheers stopped abruptly, and the children stared in disbelief, then burst into tears of joy.
Chu Yang smiled and nodded, then left with satisfaction.
Yanjing City was located within the territory of the Jin Kingdom and was its capital city.
It is quite far from the small town in the Southern Song Dynasty where Chuyang is located.
This chaotic, merged world has a geographical map that is completely different from the map in Chu Yang's memory, rendering his previous geographical knowledge useless.
Maps were a rarity in ancient times, and Chu Yang searched the entire town but couldn't find a single complete map.
In the end, it was the storyteller at the restaurant who gave Chu Yang a somewhat worn-out parchment map.
This map accompanied the storyteller as he traveled all over the country, and it's gotten quite worn from handling it. People with slightly poor eyesight might not even be able to see the text marked on the map.
Chu Yang sighed, picked up the map, and prepared to set off.
Actually, Chu Yang wasn't worried about the map being blurry or unclear. He was going to fly there anyway, so as long as the reference points were roughly correct, it would be fine.
Under the cover of night, Chu Yang used the Super Light Heavy Rock Technique to fly into the sky, and no one noticed him in the pitch-black night.
Looking down from high above, the scene is remarkably similar to that patina map, with a hazy, dreamlike quality.
In the time it takes to burn half an incense stick, Chu Yang had already arrived at the border of the Southern Song Dynasty and saw a magnificent border pass.
Further ahead lies the territory of the Jin Dynasty.
Chu Yang crossed the border and soon arrived in the territory of the Jin Kingdom. He saw city after city, but he did not feel like he had "left the country" because he could not tell the difference between the two sides from the architectural style.
Following the direction indicated by the map, Yanjing City soon appeared before Chu Yang.
Compared to the small Southern Song Dynasty town where I used to live, the Yanjing city in front of me is more than ten times larger. From a distance, it looks like an ancient ferocious beast lurking on the earth.
Even late at night, the city was still brightly lit and looked very prosperous.
The Jin people did not seem to pay much attention to curfews.
The bright and bustling city of Yanjing made it difficult for Chu Yang to land. He flew around the city once before finally landing in the relatively quiet northern part of the city.
This area appears to be a gathering place for ordinary people, and it is far less bright than other places.
The people worked at sunrise and rested at sunset, living in tranquility.
"Many high-ranking officials and nobles live in Yanjing, and there are more than one royal residence. Where exactly is that guy Xiao Huang?"
"It's late at night now, most people are asleep, so Observation Haki won't work; you can't sense anything..."
"Forget it, I'll find a place to sleep and talk about it tomorrow."
Chu Yang walked alone on the street, and it was very quiet around him.
Only the watchman's voice could be heard intermittently.
Once outside the north of the city, the surrounding light became much brighter, and Chu Yang heard more vendors hawking their wares.
"Selling wontons~~~ Hot wontons!"
"Roasted meat, fresh mutton, roe deer meat, and fish, five coins a skewer!"
"Delicious noodle soup, only eight coins a bowl!"
Looking around, the streets are almost entirely lined with stalls selling late-night snacks.
As Chu Yang walked by, he suddenly had the illusion of being in a modern night market.
"Food is the most important thing for people. No matter what era, the warmth of home cooking is the most comforting thing."
Chu Yang sighed, found a small stall selling wontons, sat down, and ordered a bowl of wontons.
Smelling the delicious aroma of wontons, Chu Yang's appetite was whetted, and he lowered his head to dig in.
He was starving after flying all night.
Just as Chu Yang was engrossed in eating his wontons, two figures walked over from a distance, looked around, and then stood by the wonton stall.
The wonton stall is small, consisting of just a small table and a few benches.
It can seat three people, but it's a bit crowded.
So the two of them stared intently at Chu Yang, preparing to sit down only after he finished eating.
"Shopkeeper, two bowls of wontons, please!"
The one who spoke was a middle-aged man with a weathered voice. His temples were gray, and his face was crisscrossed with wrinkles and scars, clearly telling a story.
Beside the middle-aged man was a young woman, quite pretty, not the delicate kind, but rather a refined beauty with a touch of spirit, bright eyes and white teeth.
What truly catches the eye is this girl's figure, with a curvaceous bust and buttocks, and two long legs.
The wonton stall owner stared wide-eyed.
The young woman seemed to notice the boss's gaze and shook the bag beside her, from which came a series of clanging sounds.
The boss subconsciously glanced at the luggage.
Inside, there were quite a few weapons, their cold gleaming.
The boss felt a chill run down his spine, shrank back, and dared not look any further. He lowered his head and obediently continued cooking the wontons.
Upon seeing this, Chu Yang's lips curled up slightly. The girl was quite pretty, but she also had a rather fiery temper.
"Boss, have another bowl."
As soon as Chu Yang finished speaking, he sensed that the young woman standing next to him was a little unhappy.
"Hurry up and leave after you've finished eating. Aren't you afraid of getting too full eating so much so late at night?"
The young woman muttered something under her breath, but every word reached Chu Yang's ears.
"Sorry, a bowl of wontons isn't very filling; I have a big appetite," Chu Yang said with a smile as he turned his head.
Upon hearing this, the young woman's eyes widened suddenly.
She spoke very softly; it was impossible for an ordinary person to hear her.
"Oops~"
Soon, the young girl's fair face turned red, and even her ears felt hot.
Chu Yang moved his stool slightly and said, "If you two don't mind, you can sit down together."
The middle-aged man glared at the young woman with annoyance, then clasped his hands in a fist and said to Chu Yang, "My daughter is still young and speaks without thinking. I hope this brother won't take it to heart."
Chu Yang chuckled and said, "It's alright."
The middle-aged man smiled and sat down naturally next to Chu Yang, not forgetting to glance back at his daughter.
Although she didn't speak, the girl sensed her father's scolding gaze, quickly lowered her head, sat down, and said sorry.
Chu Yang politely replied that it was alright, as he hadn't taken it to heart at all.
"Young man, you look like a scholar, but I didn't expect you to have such excellent martial arts skills. You really can't judge a book by its cover."
The middle-aged man felt that Chu Yang's five senses were so sharp that he must be a trained martial artist, and quite skilled at it.
"Brother, you flatter me. I only know a little bit of basic martial arts."
After saying that, Chu Yang focused on eating his wontons, causing the middle-aged man, who had originally intended to exchange a few more polite words, to fall silent and also lower his head to eat.
While eating, the girl secretly sized up Chu Yang. This refined and scholarly man didn't seem like a master at all.
Before the girl could even glance at him, Chu Yang quickly finished his wontons, paid the bill, and left without looking back.
"Father, was that person really a master?" The girl asked, somewhat incredulous, as she watched Chu Yang's departing figure.
The middle-aged man frowned and hesitated, saying, "He should be a master. That young man gave me a strange feeling, but I can't quite put my finger on why..."
The girl was completely confused.
The middle-aged man shook his head and chuckled, "Whether he's a master or not is none of my business. I'd rather spend this time thinking about tomorrow's martial arts contest to find a husband."
The words "martial arts contest to choose a husband" brought a touch of melancholy to the girl's eyes.
After a satisfying meal, Chu Yang found an inn and had a wonderful sleep.
The next morning, he began searching for information about the Prince's residence throughout Yanjing City.
Da Yong only mentioned that Xiao Huang was abducted into a royal mansion.
He didn't specify which princely residence it was.
But Chu Yang quickly identified his target.
Because he heard a familiar name while he was gathering information.
Prince Zhao's Mansion.
Wanyan Honglie.
As the one who initiates the storyline of The Legend of the Condor Heroes, Wanyan Honglie is a very important character.
The Prince Zhao's mansion has many martial arts masters who can be considered experts. In the entire Yanjing city, only the people of the Prince Zhao's mansion could injure so many Beggar Clan disciples.