Chapter 50

Hu Xiaotian said, "Don't be in a hurry. Since you're here, why don't you sit down and chat for a bit?"

Muran Feiyang clearly seemed hesitant.

Hu Xiaotian said, "Are you afraid of me?"

Muran Feiyang shot him a glare and said, "Afraid of you? Since ancient times, evil has never triumphed over righteousness. I've never been afraid of villains." She indeed sat down opposite Hu Xiaotian.

Hu Xiaotian stared at Muran Feiyang's beautiful face. Muran Feiyang initially met his gaze, but after a while, she couldn't help feeling a bit embarrassed under Hu Xiaotian's shameless stare and angrily said, "What are you looking at? Do you know that staring at someone is very impolite?"

Hu Xiaotian said, "I'm just puzzled. We don't have any deep-seated grudges, so why did you set me up that day?"

Muran Feiyang, of course, knew what he was referring to. Although she was in the wrong, her mouth was still very stubborn: "I don't think I set you up! But that day, you showed a lot of righteousness by standing up for the Fang family. You did a good deed, so why would you regret it or be afraid?"

Hu Xiaotian said, "Who am I afraid of? I'm not afraid even if you set me up. Who would I be afraid of?"

Muran Feiyang deliberately said, "Shi Xuedong is the precious son of the Minister of Personnel, Shi. Aren't you afraid he will take revenge on you for hitting him?"

Hu Xiaotian smiled and said, "You deliberately didn't tell me his identity, didn't you? Did you want us to fight to the death, hoping we would both be hurt so you could benefit? Girl, I didn't realize you had such a bad heart."

Muran Feiyang actually nodded: "Indeed, I thought that. Since neither of you are good people, if you both die, it would be one less trouble for Dakan."

Hu Xiaotian said, "You really hate me, but unfortunately, your plan didn't work."

Muran Feiyang said, "Now I understand what it means to be of the same ilk. You two are of the same kind, so it's natural for you to appreciate each other." She spoke straightforwardly, not afraid of offending this young master. She had also heard about the two rascals becoming sworn brothers.

Hu Xiaotian didn't get angry but laughed, and after the laughter, he suddenly changed his expression and said, "You set me up like this, aren't you afraid I'll report you to your superior and have you expelled from the Jingzhao Prefecture?"

Muran Feiyang calmly said, "You've already gotten what you wanted! The official has already suspended me. Now you've avenged your grudge and are satisfied!"

Hu Xiaotian was clearly stunned. I said, it turns out Muran Feiyang has been dismissed. But this has nothing to do with me. I didn't report her to the Jingzhao Prefecture. No wonder she looked so upset. She must have thought her dismissal was my doing. What a damn injustice. Even if I explained, she wouldn't believe me. Hu Xiaotian didn't bother to explain. After all, in Muran Feiyang's eyes, he was never a good person.

Muran Feiyang said, "Now, aren't you feeling particularly happy, like you've avenged your grudge?"

Hu Xiaotian actually nodded.

Muran Feiyang said, "There is retribution in this world. Aren't you afraid of retribution?"

Hu Xiaotian said, "I'll buy you a drink!"

Muran Feiyang thought she had heard wrong: "What?"

Hu Xiaotian said, "I'm leaving the capital the day after tomorrow. I suddenly realized I don't have a single friend. If we're familiar, you and I, if you don't mind, would you like to have a few drinks and chat with me?"

Muran Feiyang's beautiful eyes stared at him in surprise. Was this guy really leaving the capital? Regardless of whether his words were true or not, she thought about it and realized she had no reason to refuse. She softly said, "Tianranju!"

Liang Dazhuang and the accountant, Old Qin, came over. It wasn't that Old Qin was unwilling to give him five taels of gold; he came to confirm. Old Qin also had another matter to ask: what else the young master needed. Although there were specialists to prepare for him, they couldn't think of everything.

Hu Xiaotian said, "I can't think of anything right now. Just give me some money, and I'll go out and look around. Maybe I'll think of something."

Old Qin said, "Young master, why don't I go with you?" Since Hu An's mysterious disappearance, Old Qin had temporarily taken over the role of the steward.

Hu Xiaotian shook his head and said, "Don't follow me. I'm going for a walk with Inspector Muran. I don't need you, the third wheel, following us and ruining the mood!"

Old Qin and Muran Feiyang didn't understand what he meant by "third wheel." Why add a bubble to a lamp? Liang Dazhuang, however, was used to the young master's way of speaking. He knew the young master often said surprising things, which were probably a result of his past dementia.

Hu Xiaotian asked Liang Dazhuang to quickly deliver the money to the Fang family and asked Old Qin for a stack of silver bills. These bills were from the Bao Feng Bank in the capital and could be exchanged in the capital but not outside. Comparing his past and present life, he realized there were still many inconveniences. Hu Xiaotian even thought about giving his father some advice to issue a modern currency to replace gold, silver, and copper. However, he realized the current anti-counterfeiting technology wasn't advanced enough, and even if it were, changing the people's consumption habits and promoting it nationwide would be very difficult. So, he gave up on the idea.

With the silver bills in his pocket, Hu Xiaotian felt secure and comfortable. He asked Hu Fo to prepare a carriage and invited Muran Feiyang to join him. Although he traveled light, he still brought bodyguards. Besides the driver, Hu Fo, Li Jinhu and Shao Yijiao also rode horses to protect him. For his upcoming appointment in Xichuan, his father had assigned a four-person team to accompany him, including Liang Dazhuang. They were first heading to Tianranju for a meal, as suggested by Muran Feiyang.

Sitting in Hu Xiaotian's carriage, Muran Feiyang remained silent, her gaze fixed on the outside. The rain had lessened, becoming misty, making the scenery outside soft and gentle. Perhaps to break the silence, Hu Xiaotian was inspired to recite a poem: "The light rain on the Heavenly Street is as smooth as butter!"

At any time, a talented person is always favored by a beautiful woman, especially in ancient times when poetry was highly valued. Although Muran Feiyang was martial, she had some knowledge of poetry. Hearing this line, she couldn't help but be moved. What a beautiful poem, what a fitting description. She never thought this uneducated rascal could recite such a beautiful poem.

Good poetry is like a heartwarming soup, subtly nourishing your soul, making you feel happy and elevating your spirit. Muran Feiyang was clearly impressed by Hu Xiaotian's poem. In fact, her impression of him had changed without her realizing it. The more she interacted with him, the more she discovered that he wasn't the completely useless rascal she initially thought. He wasn't evil either. If helping her remove the dog's tooth arrow was out of gratitude for saving his life, his help to the Fang family was an act of righteousness, proving he had a good heart.

Although Muran Feiyang's impression of Hu Xiaotian had changed, she still wouldn't admit it. She huffed and said, "Where did you pick that up?"

Hu Xiaotian's poem was indeed borrowed, but in this world, he could claim it as his own without fear of Han Yu coming to claim his copyright.

Borrowing others' words was shameless, but Hu Xiaotian said, "I don't know why I suddenly felt inspired."

Muran Feiyang said, "Just one line, and you call it a poem?"

Hu Xiaotian said, "Can't you see I'm trying to build up my emotions? I need to be inspired by the scene. Let me think a bit more."

Muran Feiyang laughed and said, "If you keep thinking, we'll pass the Heavenly Street!"

Hu Xiaotian suddenly shouted, "Stop the carriage, stop the carriage!"

Hu Fo quickly pulled the reins, and the carriage slowly came to a stop. Hu Xiaotian pushed open the door and got out, gesturing to Muran Feiyang, "Inspector Muran, let's take a walk in the rain to build up our emotions. Once I'm inspired, I can finish the poem."

Muran Feiyang shook her head, a smile appearing on her beautiful face. She actually got out, not forgetting her red folding umbrella. The rain was light, like smoke, and the grass by the road was green. The willows on both sides swayed gently in the wind, like green silk ribbons. Walking in the light spring rain, feeling the cool breeze, she felt her troubles lessen.

Hu Xiaotian said, "The light rain on the Heavenly Street is as smooth as butter..."

"Cut! Still that line!"

"..." Hu Xiaotian took a step forward, smiled at Muran Feiyang, and said, "If I compose a timeless masterpiece, would Inspector Muran be willing to hold the umbrella for me?"