Chapter 236: Kowtow

Chapter 236

Early the next morning, Gu Zezhi went to the Yu manor. The person he wanted to see was naturally Yu Fuyun.

The servant boy hurriedly ran to the training ground to inform Yu Fuyun, who was practicing with his sword. The silver sword dances fiercely against the wind leaving a silver sword net after shadow.

“Young Lord,” the servant boy in blue said, “Master Gu is here.”

Yu Fuyun executed two more moves before he withdrew the sword, surprised at why Gu Zezhi came.

“Cheng Ying, invite the person to the main hall.” His breath was slightly rushed, and his forehead was seeping with some thin sweat.

However, the young servant named Cheng Ying said.

“Master Gu said he would not come in and asked you to go to Siyi Pavilion instead to collect the debt from Second Prince Yelu.”

Speaking of Yelu Luan, Cheng Ying’s heart set off a wave of anger: the Yu family and Beiyan were at odds with each other. If it were not for Beiyan, how could the Yu family be wiped out and only Yu Fuyun left.

Meanwhile, Yu Fuyun slowly took his sword back into the scabbard and remembered the competition between Gu Zezhi and Ye Luan when he was in the Nanyuan Hunting Palace. The silver sword reflected in his dark pupils, adding a bit of sharpness and indifference.

Yu Fuyun wiped the sweat off his forehead with a handkerchief, changed his clothes in a hurry, and went out.

Gu Zezhi rode on a white horse just outside the east corner gate and smiled faintly at Yu Fuyun who came on his horse, “I thought you would want to see it with your own eyes.”

Gu Zezhi’s tone was familiar as if they had been friends for many years.

Cheng Ying looks back and forth at Gu Zezhi and Yu Fuyun in surprise. The third son of Duan Wang stayed in the west of Xinjiang all year round. He came to the capital in October this year, so why does he seem to be familiar with his young lord?

Gu Zezhi and Yu Fuyun could see Cheng Ying’s confusion and surprise, but they didn’t say anything more.

The two of them had actually met more than two years ago, of course not in the capital, but in the northwest.

That year, the Gaoji clan in the northwest combined with several small clans repeatedly invaded the border, causing the people in the Wanho grassland area disturbance and suffering.

The Wanho Grassland was just the junction of western and northern Xinjiang. Gu Zezhi was ordered by his father to suppress bandits, at that time he happened to see Yu Fuyun from a distance across Wanho Lake.

Yelu Luan seems to be splashed with ink as his face suddenly darkened.

Since he returned to the capital from the Nanyuan Hunting Palace, no one has mentioned this matter anymore, and he also regarded that nothing had happened.

This Gu Zezhi was indeed his nemesis!

Yelu Luan’s eyes became gloomier like a dark and cold pit.

He suppressed his anger and said, “I lost the last competition, and I am willing to pay a thousand taels of gold.”

“No.”

Gu Zezhi refused, not saying anything further as the corners of his lips still hooked upward, but the meaning of his words was as sharp as a sword.

“Is Prince Yelu willing to bet but not admit defeat? Though if the three cities of Beimeng City, Tuli City, and Helunta City are used as an apology then this bet will be canceled.”

How could Yelu Luan dare to use these three cities as an apology.

Beimeng City, Tuli City, and Helunta City were the border between Yan State and Great Qi. If they cede these three cities to Great Qi, it would be like opening the south gate of Yan State to Great Qi!

Yelu Luan glared at Gu Ze with hatred and gritted teeth.

This matter was already a knife on his throat that could be used as a threat, this Gu Zezhi was a really sinister and cunning guy, he would certainly use this during peace talks.

And since he was in Great Qi now, he has to live relying on someone else’s charity.

Yelu Luan gritted his teeth, his voice squeezed out from his teeth: “Good, I’ll go! Yan people dare to bet and never renege, I will go now!”

After he knelt down, the Yan state would no longer fall into Gu Zezhi’s hand. This was worth it!

“Please.” Gu Zezhi smiled and extended his hand as a gesture.

Yelu Luan flicked his sleeves heavily and walked out of the Siyi Pavilion with big strides.

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