Chapter 6

"Damn it, just how miserable was this predecessor? His family's property was swindled away, and the woman he liked was constantly cheating on him. Worst of all, the man she was cheating with was a relative of his own family. Sigh!!"

Yang Yi sighed deeply several times in his heart.

He knew that his predecessor was no more, so he would have to bear all the burdens himself, including that huge green hat.

Fortunately, his predecessor left him a good sister; otherwise, Yang Yi's life would be nothing but misery.

"Brother, don't listen to them. I believe you will definitely revitalize the Yang family and restore the glory of the Dragon Martial Marquis." Yang Yue, naturally, had also heard the servants' words.

Seeing Yang Yi's strange expression, she thought he was deeply hurt and hurriedly comforted him.

"Don't worry. After this ordeal, I have been reborn. So, no matter what others say or think, I am still me. I won't feel inferior because of the past, nor will I feel arrogant because of the identity of the Dragon Martial Marquis."

Yang Yi said this not only to Yang Yue but also to himself.

...

Xuan Wang's Palace.

Xuan Ling, the County Princess, returned to her bedroom, and her mind kept replaying the words Yang Yi had said earlier.

"Princess, what's wrong with you today? You've been spacing out ever since you came back."

Xuan Ling's personal maid, seeing her sitting at the desk and spacing out, waved her hand in front of her face out of curiosity.

"Ah, Xiao Qing, stop it!" Startled by her maid, Xuan Ling first jumped, then said thoughtfully, "I was just thinking about something."

"Princess, are you in love? I heard that only women in love would space out in the quiet of the night."

In most cases, a personal maid and her mistress have a very close relationship.

As for Xiao Qing, Xuan Ling had always treated her like a sister.

Because of this, Xiao Qing was always very bold in private, daring to say things that ordinary people wouldn't.

"Ugh! You naughty girl, you're the one in love." Xuan Ling's face turned a bit red when Xiao Qing teased her.

No matter what, she was still a girl, and even if her personal maid teased her about being in love, she would still feel embarrassed.

"Princess, I was with you all day, and we didn't encounter anything particularly noteworthy. Except at dusk, when you left the palace alone. Did you meet a man who made your heart flutter then?"

Xiao Qing, being Xuan Ling's personal maid, was naturally chosen from among thousands of maids, so she was also very intelligent. With a moment's thought, she roughly guessed what was on Xuan Ling's mind.

"You're a bit clever, but I didn't meet a man who made my heart flutter. I just met a man who piqued my curiosity."

Xuan Ling, pushed to this point by Xiao Qing, had to bring up Yang Yi.

"Ha ha!" Xiao Qing laughed again, "Princess, you said you weren't in love, but often, feelings between men and women start from curiosity."

"I told you, I'm not! I'm just a bit curious, not in love. You naughty girl, if you keep teasing me, I'll..."

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Xuan Ling, unable to argue with Xiao Qing, was about to use threats to make her stop teasing her.

But just as she was about to say more, a knock came from outside.

After the knock, a clear voice reached Xuan Ling's ears.

"Princess, the servant you sent to pick up Miss Yang has returned, but..."

The voice paused here, clearly indicating something had gone wrong.

"But what?"

Xuan Ling had already composed herself, restored her dignified and steady demeanor, and opened the door.

The maid outside the door quickly bowed and continued, "But Miss Yang was pulled off the carriage halfway by her brother, who said he would never let Miss Yang come to be a book boy and that he would go to the Spirit Book Pavilion to write books."

"What? That Yang Yi actually refused my kind offer and said he would go to the Spirit Book Pavilion to write books?"

Xuan Ling almost thought she had heard wrong. Writing books, especially spirit books, was not something to be taken lightly.

"Princess, that's what they said. And if we calculate the time, Miss Yang and her brother should have already reached the nearest Spirit Book Pavilion."

The maid didn't believe it either, but since she was told to relay this message, she had to say it.

"Hmph! Prepare the carriage for me. I'm going to the Spirit Book Pavilion to see where this brat gets his confidence to write books."

Xuan Ling took a deep breath, then coldly snorted and walked out.

Her two maids quickly followed her.

...

In front of the Spirit Book Pavilion.

With Yang Yue's support, Yang Yi wobbled for nearly half an hour before finally arriving here.

"Brother, this is the Liu family's Spirit Book Pavilion. Although it's not the largest in Xuan Wang City, it has everything you need for writing books." Yang Yue pointed to the Spirit Book Pavilion, telling Yang Yi they had arrived.

There were over a dozen Spirit Book Pavilions in Xuan Wang City, each backed by a powerful force.

Of course, without a powerful force, it would be impossible to establish a Spirit Book Pavilion.

Although the profit from Spirit Book Pavilions was substantial, they needed to have the goods.

Not to mention, just the consumables like spirit paper and spirit ink were beyond the means of ordinary small families.

"Looks good, this is the place. Today, I will definitely write a spirit book and change our fate."

Yang Yi looked up at the Spirit Book Pavilion and let Yang Yue support him inside.

Although it was night, the Spirit Book Pavilion was brightly lit and bustling with people.

However, those who could enter the Spirit Book Pavilion were either scholars or the wealthy and powerful.

Scholars in the barbaric world were not like those on Earth, who became impoverished from studying.

Here, every scholar was wealthy because they could condense spirit coins through their studies, and each spirit coin could be sold for the price of a gold coin.

As for exchanging spirit coins for gold, it wasn't very cost-effective, as it often took over a dozen spirit coins to get a gold coin's worth of gold.

Indeed, on the way to the Spirit Book Pavilion, at least four scholars passed by Yang Yi, heading in the same direction.

The interior of the Spirit Book Pavilion was very spacious, with both a main hall and private rooms.

Each scholar who entered could rent spirit books from the front desk.

In addition, there were tea and incense available.

"Yue, take me to a seat by the window."

"Okay!"

Yang Yi scanned the hall and quickly found a good spot.