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Wang Wu stifled a laugh and addressed him as previously agreed, “Young Master Su, you’ve been tricked by this little girl. It’s only May now, and the Crisp Pear s in Linjiang City won’t ripen until August. What you have here are just wild fruits from the roadside!”
Ah!
Lin Yu and the others couldn’t hold back any longer and burst into laughter.
Su Han wore a bitter expression, unsure whether to cry or laugh. After all, he was the captain of a secret guard team, yet he had been fooled by a little girl.
“Don’t be angry, Young Master,” Ling'er said, fearing she might upset their guest. “Let me sing you a little tune.”
Su Han momentarily forgot his bitterness. “You can sing?”
“Our little songs from Linjiang City can’t compare to those from big cities. I learned this one at the temple fair,” Ling'er replied, opening her mouth to sing with a clear voice:
“High gates and grand courtyards stand tall, visible from miles away.
White jade steps and glazed doors, stone lions guard each side.
Red coral inlaid on the steps, green jade embedded in the threshold,
The mirror wall shines like a rainbow. A luminous pearl hangs at the entrance…”
Though they couldn’t understand all the lyrics, Ling'er’s voice was bright, and the melody was soft, smooth, and lively, filled with a strong rustic charm.
Su Han and the others were captivated by h Second Division nging.
This was the Linjing Melody, evolved from folk songs of Linjiang City and its surrounding villages.
As the song concluded, Su Han was the first to applaud. “Wonderful! With a voice like yours, if you find a good teacher, you might become quite famous.”
“You’re just joking, Young Master. We country folk sing just for fun,” Ling'er replied modestly while slowly guiding the boat to shore. “Young Master, we’ve arrived at your destination. That’s where lord Zhang lives; we can’t go any further, so we’ll wait for you here.”
“Thank you for your trouble.”
As Su Han disembarked, he felt a twinge of reluctance.
Zhang Biao’s residence was built atop a small hill, backed by Mirror Lake. To reach it, one had to take a winding path up the mountain.
With a strong crossbow set up on top, it was easy to defend but hard to attack.
Zhang Biao had put considerable thought into constructing this residence.
At the foot of the mountain stood two burly men dressed in short garments with their shirts open, revealing short blades tucked into their waistbands. Upon seeing someone approach, they scowled fiercely:
“Stop! Are you blind? How dare you come to lord Zhang!”
“We’re one of your own!”
A middle-aged man with a face full of pockmarks hurried down the mountain. " lord Zhang is waiting for you inside," he said.
Li Mazi stepped forward. "Master Li, thank you for your hard work. These are my friends. This is Young Master Su, who has come from Tiandu."
"Young Master Su, it's a pleasure to meet you," Li Mazi said, cupping his fist in greeting. "I saw your boat arriving from the mountain earlier. Without lord Zhang's orders, no one is allowed to go up. I came down to greet you. Follow me; lord Zhang is waiting for you."
Although the mountain wasn't high, climbing it was still somewhat strenuous.
Sure enough, there was a powerful crossbow set up there.
Though it was an old model, just having it was enough to deter anyone with ill intentions.
Upon reaching the summit, they could see Zhang Biao's subordinates walking around everywhere.
What kind of misdeeds had this guy committed to be so fearful?
"I heard that the Rebel Army has returned," Li Mazi whispered. "Back then, Zhang Biao was with Liu San and killed quite a few members of the Rebel Army."
Although he spoke softly, Su Han still heard him clearly.
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