Chapter 1: My Father is Zhang Erhe!

“I originally intended to interact with you as an ordinary person, but I didn’t expect to be met with estrangement. I’m coming clean, I’m not pretending anymore. My father is Zhang Erhe!” A handsome but somewhat silly-looking young man dressed in luxurious clothes roared proudly at the martial arts figures in the inn who had just mocked him.

“Zhang Erhe? I don’t care about your father or anything. If you anger the heroes of Erlong Mountain, I’ll just grab you and sell you to a brothel as a gigolo.” A rough, burly man with a full beard and a large gold-ringed saber, looking very imposing and domineering, reached out to grab the handsome young man, intending to seize him like he would the innkeeper.

Most people might not be able to tell the difference in this beard, but a few people in the inn with exceptionally sharp eyes noticed something.

This person is definitely not a bandit, or even an ordinary martial arts practitioner. Their true strength is probably no less than that of some famous figures from major sects, and their background is likely extraordinary.

Seeing this, the handsome young man neither dodged nor avoided, but continued to shout arrogantly and proudly: “My father, Zhang Erhe, is the richest man in the world, on par with Wan Sanqian. My uncle is Zhang Cong, the second prime minister of the cabinet. You all should kneel down and surrender, and release my brother Long. Otherwise, I will send you all to prison and sentence you to be executed immediately.”

As the handsome young man spoke, he looked at the innkeeper, who was already terrified and pale, with a look of infatuation, and comforted her, saying, “Sister Feng, don’t be afraid. With me, Zhang Dingding, here today, no one can hurt you and Brother Long. There are only a handful of people in the world with a stronger background and greater influence than me, Zhang Dingding. With me here, no one can hurt you.”

Upon hearing this, Zhu Shou, who was serving customers in the inn, immediately became displeased, feeling that the young man had ruined his plans. He immediately gave a signal to a tall, handsome, and ruddy-faced old man who was hesitant to make a move. This old man, who had disguised himself and looked somewhat effeminate, suddenly made a move and struck Zhang Dingding in the chest with a palm.

The maid behind Zhang Dingding’s face changed drastically in an instant. She wanted to stop him, but it was too late. The coachman Aji, who was ten meters away, flashed by like a black shadow and appeared directly behind Zhang Dingding. He struck Zhang Dingding’s back with a palm, causing Zhang Dingding’s chest to bulge forward, directly absorbing the old man’s powerful palm strike that was full of white energy.

The old man was instantly forced back several steps, his face flushed and his blood surging. Cracks appeared under his feet on the last step, which even shattered the floor of the inn. He was clearly at a disadvantage.

However, overall they can still hold their own, and it’s not something that can be easily decided in a few moves.

Although the coachman seemed to be more skilled, Zhang Dingding, sandwiched between the two masters, coughed up blood and his eyes turned red instantly, as if his eyeballs were surrounded by blood. It seemed that he was not going to survive.

The maid immediately flashed to her young master’s side, supporting him who was already limp and weak, barely breathing. She fed him a pill and quickly pressed it on several acupoints on Zhang Dingding’s body. Except for his eyes, which were still blood red, his body seemed to be under control, and his breathing began to stabilize.

This maid’s extraordinary skill can be seen from her fleeting movements and pressure point techniques.

“It’s just a child who doesn’t know any better and spouts nonsense. There’s no need to kill him directly, is there?” At this moment, the coachman changed his usual cowardly and timid ways. He actually exuded a kingly aura, with an amazing presence and a powerful aura.

“Such profound internal strength, it seems you are no ordinary person. Now that you’ve rescued him, take him away immediately, otherwise… hmph… even Zhang Erhe and Zhang Cong might not be able to protect this clueless little fellow.” Although the old man’s skill was inferior to that of the coachman, and he knew that this was no ordinary expert, he was not afraid of the other party at all, and even had murderous intent towards him.

Of course, with a powerful figure behind him at this moment, he was afraid of hurting the powerful figure behind him if they were to actually fight.

The maid had already noticed something amiss and immediately gave the coachman a meaningful look, telling him to take the young master away first, as they really couldn’t afford to offend this group of people.

The maid clearly recognized the old man as Liu Xi, the Grand Eunuch of the Directorate of Ceremonial, who was currently the head of the three major eunuchs in the Ming Dynasty. The other two were Cao Zhengchun, the head of the Eastern Depot, and Yu Huatian, the head of the Western Depot.

Under normal circumstances, even Liu happy wouldn’t dare to easily kill Zhang Dingding, so there is another truly important figure here who is not only unafraid of the young master’s family background, but can even easily command Liu happy.

Based on their intelligence network, it was obvious who that person was.

Seeing this, Zhu Shou didn’t let Liu happy continue to act. However, he knew he couldn’t keep up the pretense any longer and had to come clean. As for Li Fengjie’s husband… well, he might as well send him on his way.

Zhang Weihao quickly regained consciousness and found himself in a very luxurious and stable carriage. He quickly recalled what had just happened, including his experiences after birth. Without needing to activate the reincarnation simulator, he was able to deduce a lot of information, having already been reincarnated twice.

First of all, the old man who just made the move was definitely not an ordinary person. This is just a martial arts world based on the novels of The Smiling, Proud Wanderer and Gu Long, and its level may not be higher than that of the film world based on the novels of Dragon and Snake (refer to the first film world). Therefore, someone who can directly release his internal energy is definitely a top-level existence below the innate level. According to the standards of this small world, he belongs to the category of acquired grandmasters, the top experts on the surface.

At the same time, Zhang Weihao also noticed that his coachman and maid were quite unusual. However, when he thought of their names, Xue Qianxun and the useless Aji, he knew without asking that they were the two he knew.

After all, not every maid can look like Joey Wong, and not every groom is a top-notch expert.

Xue Qianxun, who was taking care of Zhang Weihao, saw that the young master had been lost in thought since waking up. She asked with great concern, “Young master, you’re awake. Are you alright?”

“Who was that just now? I’m talking about the old guy who injured me. Tell me the truth, don’t lie to me.”

Xue Qianxun was taken aback at first, then seemed to realize something and replied very respectfully, “Liu Xi, the Grand Eunuch of the Directorate of Ceremonial!”

After confirming the old man’s identity, Zhang Weihao contacted Li Fengjie and the waiter named Zhu Shou, and instantly determined that it was Emperor Zhengde, Zhu Houzhao.

There are many versions and films and television dramas about Li Fengjie, most of which are very beautiful, but there are also some dark versions, which are said to be the real versions.

Zhang Weihao had seen this version when he read history books in his previous life.

In 1518, Emperor Wuzong of Ming, Zhu Houzhao, traveled to Datong, Shanxi.

He took a fancy to Li Fengjie, so he killed Li’s husband Wang Long, forcibly took Li Fengjie as his own, and planned to take her back to Beijing to make her a concubine.

Li Fengjie deeply missed her beloved husband. When she returned to Beijing and arrived at Xishan, she suddenly died. Whether she died of illness or suicide is a matter of debate.

After Li Fengjie died, she was buried by the roadside. Later, the flowers and grass that grew on her grave were all white. People sympathized with Li Fengjie’s unfortunate experience and believed that this was a manifestation of her determination to maintain her “innocence” and refuse “imperial favor”. Thus, it was called “White Phoenix Tomb”.

In this world, Li Fengjie has a husband, a very good man, so… beauty is often short-lived. I, Zhang Weihao, will remember this grudge. When I have mastered my divine skills, I will definitely seek justice for my elder brother and sister-in-law.