51 Quietly Waiting for the Opportunity
Late at night, Jiang Ming quietly returned home.
He pushed the door open. However, he did not go inside. The sound of a teacup falling to the ground and shattering rang out.
A panicked voice cried, âWho is it?â
Jiang Ming was rendered speechless.
!!
âThis is my f*cking house, and youâre asking me who I am?â
âZhou Wenxiu, youâre really something else!â Jiang Ming said angrily.
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After a long while, Zhou Wenxiu sat in front of Jiang Ming with a blushing face and mumbled, âEverythingâs a mess now. Iâm afraid that the rebel army will rush into the house at any time. Youâre now a member of the Tiger Hunting Village. No one would dare break into your house. I was just thinking of hiding here for a few days.â
Jiang Ming was left speechless. However, he understood. No matter how the Green Mountain Army bragged about their principles, they were still a group of rebels. Who could take them at their word?
He glanced at the neatly arranged bed and the messy mattress on the floor beside it and sighed. âItâs not that I donât want you to stay, but if you stay here, you might get a bad reputation!â
âI donât care,â Zhou Wenxiu immediately said, âWhatâs the use of reputation? Last year, Qingqingâs reputation was good. However, if it wasnât for that hero, Zhang Shan, who saved her, she would have been taken away and tarnished by the Shi family. I donât even know if sheâs still alive now.â
Jiang Ming was quiet. Then he said with a strange look, âYou seem to have a lot of respect for Zhang Shan, huh?â
âOf course!â Speaking of this person, Zhou Wenxiuâs eyes shone. âHeâs a man of good principles and abhors evil. He even helped me kill that b*stard, Shi Junhong. Iâll definitely become someone like him in the future, killing all the evil people I see and making sure there is justice for everyone!â
Jiang Ming sighed. What else could he say? He was embarrassed by the compliment.
âHowever, you canât stay in the same house as me. Iâll find someone to build another house in the next two days,â Jiang Ming said casually.
He was no longer a poor herb gatherer. He was now Chief Jiang of the Tiger Hunting Village of Great Cloud City. He could easily assign a few people to the task.
âAlright, now tell me about the military camp outside the town. Whatâs going on?â Jiang Ming asked.
âNot long after you entered the mountain, all the soldiers of the Green Mountain Army set out to attack Great Cloud City,â Zhou Wenxiu quickly replied. âI heard that they all escaped from the prefecture. Half a month ago, the city gates were suddenly closed, and no one was allowed to enter or leave. Two days later, the Green Mountain Army arrived and set up camp fifteen miles away! As for Peace Town, I heard that thereâs a supply camp in charge of managing rations, vehicles, and tools. These days, most of the time, itâs been peaceful. A few drunk soldiers made a scene in the town and raped civilian women. However, they were beheaded by their leaders. Now, there are very few people who make trouble.â
âDo you know how the war is going?â Jiang Ming nodded.
Zhou Wenxiu immediately shook her head and said, âI rarely go out now. I only heard that they started to attack the city two days ago, but I donât know how itâs going.â
Jiang Ming did not ask any more questions. After all, Great Cloud City was one of the few big cities in the country of Yan. They would not fall so quickly.
However, he did not know if the Shi family and the Old Snake Gang would wait for an opportunity to strike and coordinate with the rebel army outside the city.
Jiang Ming did not think too much about it. As long as it did not affect him, it was fine. He would simply continue to practice martial arts in peace.
âHowever, Iâm already a second-class martial artist now. The Leather Tiger Bone Technique is a second-class technique. If I want to break through to first class, Iâll have to find another technique.â
Naturally, Tiger Hunting Village had a technique to break through to the first class, but if Jiang Ming went to ask for it, he would be exposed. He had broken through to the second class in just one year of training. If this news were to spread, he would have endless trouble in the future.
âThis matter canât be rushed.â
Jiang Ming lay on the bed and thought to himself, âI wonder if this war will make a few first-class families fall and give me a chance to fish in troubled watersâ¦â
Jiang Ming was now a bold man with great skills. As long as he did not encounter any of the few first-class martial artists, he could do whatever he wanted in Great Cloud City.
The next day, Jiang Ming got up early and practiced the Leather Tiger Bone Technique in the courtyard.
Now that he had stepped into the second-class realm, he mainly cultivated the internal breathing technique, using the intent of the fierce tiger to drive the blood Qi to temper his skin and muscles. He did not need to use his full strength for the external cultivation technique, so he was not afraid of being discovered.
Zhou Wenxiu started a fire in the corner of the courtyard to cook and also prepared the two medicinal soups for Jiang Ming.
After a while, a wave of dense footsteps came from afar, slowly approaching them.
A kind and hearty laugh could also be heard.
âIâm Li Yong of the Green Mountain Army. Iâm sorry for disturbing you. However, the kitchen made a mistake today and made a lot of porridge. Donât hold back. Come and get some.â
A handsome young man was directing a few soldiers to place the pots on the open space by the roadside, enthusiastically greeting the surrounding villagers.
âTheyâve been like this every day for the past few days. But Iâm too scared to accept it,â Zhou Wenxiu said in a low voice as she walked over.
âEveryone has already taken some. Whatâs there to be afraid of?â Jiang Ming looked at the people who came to get some bowls of porridge and smiled. âLetâs get two bowls of it too.â
As he ate the rebel armyâs thick porridge, Jiang Ming thought, âIt seems like the rebel army has sufficient food. They seem to be well-managed. Perhaps this non-violent method of garnering the peopleâs support works best for them.â
Of course, all of this was based on the premise that the imperial court had not yet made any response.
After eating the last bite, Jiang Ming gave the bowl to Zhou Wenxiu and walked to Old Jiangâs bar. He was going to get some information.
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âTheyâre still attacking the city!â
âWe didnât manage to take it down!â
âA first-class martial artist appeared in the city and killed several soldiers. The rebel army has suffered a great loss.â
For the next few days, Jiang Ming received the same news, but he did not care. In ancient times, it was normal for sieges to last for months. There were even cases of people being besieged for more than a year and having to resort to eating each other.
In Peace Town, however, things were fine. After a few days of tension, the people went on with their usual lives.
Because Li Yong came to deliver porridge every few days, he had a good relationship with the poor people in the town.
Moreover, he had never visited any of the aristocratic families here. He even scoffed at them. Even Mr. Dong, who tried to get close to him, was coldly rejected.
One morning, Jiang Ming heard the footsteps of soldiers approaching, and he could not help but smile.
âFellow villagers, come out!â
The sound of a bell suddenly rang out, making Jiang Ming frown. What was happening?