Cultivation: I Have Studied Abroad in the Modern World-Chapter 29 - Night Turmoil
Chapter 29: Chapter 29: Night Turmoil
Chapter 29 -29: Night Turmoil
The sky had turned completely dark, and the carriage sped through the starlight.
Seventh Young Master had a look of utter despair, clinging to the carriage door and asking Gao Yuan, “Where are we now?”
“We should be close, right?” Gao Yuan answered uncertainly.
“You can even get the road wrong, what use are you to me!” Seventh Young Master scolded, “Wait until we get back, you’re fired!”
“I learned how to drive a carriage, not how to navigate!” Gao Yuan retorted firmly, quickly passing the buck, “Why don’t you scold Zheng Fa?
He can’t even recognize the way to his own home!”
Both turned their heads and stared at Zheng Fa, who stood by, watching the excitement as if it was none of his concern.
Zheng Fa: …Indeed, this mess is his.
Leaving the city, all roads look essentially the same, who knows which turn is the right one?
In the modern world, after the advent of mobile phone navigation, many do not even know how to read a map.
Not to mention, this place doesn’t even have road signs; they were all relying on the old horse to find the way.
“Hmm, this road should be the right one!
It can’t be wrong!”
Luckily, Zheng Fa had a good memory.
Recalling the scenery along the way, he finally found the correct junction.
Hearing such a confident response from Zheng Fa, Seventh Young Master turned back and sat down, rubbing his belly frowningly, “I’m so hungry!
Got anything to eat?”
They had originally set out after lunch.
According to the speed of the carriage, they should have arrived at the Zheng family’s estate before dinner.
But now, having taken the wrong road, they had been delayed by half a day, let alone having dinner.
They had even missed the time for supper.
All three of them were actually hungry.
Zheng Fa acutely noticed that when Seventh Young Master said this, he was staring at the food box near his feet.
He thought for a moment, then picked up the food box.
Seventh Young Master smiled, then watched wide-eyed as Zheng Fa hid the food box behind his back.
Not even giving me a look?
“Zheng Fa!”
“Hmm?” Zheng Fa seemed somewhat confused.
“I’m hungry!”
“I’m hungry too.” Zheng Fa expressed with a face full of empathy.
“I saw it, you took so many snacks from the kitchen, all inside there!”
Seeing him play dumb, Seventh Young Master was at his wits’ end.
“This is for my little sister.” Zheng Fa coldly refused, “Just a little bit.”
“…Brother!”
Even though Zheng Fa always felt he was more insightful than others in this world, he was still shocked by Seventh Young Master’s thick-skinnedness.
“She’s only six years old…”
Zheng Fa had an unspoken thought: You have the nerve?
“I’m hungry!”
Zheng Fa sighed, Seventh Young Master, with his background, probably hadn’t experienced hunger from childhood.
Thus, he couldn’t bear it.
He opened the food box, which held two plates of small snacks, all picked by Zheng Fa because he found them tasty.
Nowadays, everyone in Zhao Mansion knew that Zheng Fa had some sway with the Seventh Young Master, so these snacks were readily made in the kitchen upon his request.
“Here!” He handed over a plate of snacks.
Seventh Young Master grabbed a piece of bean cake and stuffed it into his mouth.
Zheng Fa thought for a moment, then lifted the carriage curtain and said to Gao Yuan, “Gao Yuan, you must be hungry from driving all this way, have some.”
He handed out the plate, Gao Yuan nodded hastily and also took a piece.
Knowing both were at an age where they could eat a lot, Zheng Fa thought one piece of snack might not be enough, so he placed the food box inside the carriage and said, “Take more if needed.”
Seventh Young Master quickly finished a piece of bean cake, then confusingly watched Zheng Fa sit back without taking any snacks and asked, “Aren’t you eating?”
“I’m not hungry.”
Zheng Fa smiled.
Seventh Young Master looked at his own hands, which had cleaned even the crumbs, then at Zheng Fa, recalling that they had eaten lunch together.
Both he and Gao Yuan were hungry.
Zheng Fa wasn’t hungry?
He probably wanted to save more for his little sister.
Seventh Young Master swallowed his saliva and suddenly said, “I’m not that hungry anymore, I won’t eat.”
Outside the carriage, Gao Yuan also said, “No water, eating too much will make it hard to swallow!
I won’t eat either.”
Actually, Zheng Fa wasn’t really hungry; he probably was used to enduring hunger.
Indeed, he was somewhat intending to save a few pieces for his little sister.
Both of them…
He didn’t insist anymore, smiled, closed the food box, and said, “We’re almost there, we can eat when we arrive.”
Just as Zheng Fa said, in less than half an hour, they saw the silhouette of houses under the starry sky.
“We’ve arrived!”
Seventh Young Master gazed at the cluster of small houses, itching to jump out of the carriage.
Suddenly, a torch was lit in the foremost house.
Sounds of gongs and drums erupted.
Villagers who had already gone to bed got up one by one, lighting the candles in their homes.
The whole village seemed to wake up in a flurry.
“What’s going on?”
Seventh Young Master exclaimed in shock as he looked at the chaotic farmland.
“They must be afraid of thieves.
We’ve arrived too late, and the sentry couldn’t see the carriage clearly, thinking we had ill intentions.”
Xuanwei Realm was never peaceful.
Jingzhou was safer, but the rural farms outside the city often faced looting by bandits.
The farms were guarded every night by able-bodied young adults.
His voice sounded somewhat gloomy.
Zheng Fa’s father was one of the sentries in the village on the night the Demon Beast descended the mountain…
Now, the farm was already in a state of panic.
Mrs.
Zheng, holding a groggy Zheng Shan in her arms, peered outside through the window.
“Mom?”
Zheng Shan felt her mother trembling.
Mrs.
Zheng forced a smile for her daughter, who was only a year old and had no memories of her father’s death.
But she had never forgotten.
Back then, there were also the sounds of gongs and similar chaos.
After a while, someone from the village came running over, shouting loudly, “It’s all right, everything is fine.
It’s a carriage from the mansion!”
Zheng Shan felt her mother’s arms loosen around her, and a sigh of relief came from above her head.
A moment later, her mother suddenly stiffened.
She set her down and ran frantically outside.
“Mom?
What happened!”
Zheng Shan, shoeless, stumbled as she followed her mother.
Mrs.
Zheng didn’t respond, and dared not to respond.
The last time, when Wang Gui had been beaten and sent back,
It was also in a carriage,
Also late at night.
People from the mansion brought the almost lifeless Wang Gui suddenly.
…
At Manager Wang’s house, Wang Gui was excitedly whispering with his father after getting dressed.
“I always said Zheng Fa wouldn’t stay long!
We should have dealt with the Zheng family sooner!
Dad, you kept saying to wait a bit longer.”
“Shut your mouth.”
Wang Gui fell silent, but his face still showed reluctance.
Manager Wang knew what his son said wasn’t wrong.
He also knew a bit about Seventh Young Master’s temper.
Their son being sent back, incompetent as he was, wasn’t the only issue; this Seventh Young Master was truly difficult to serve.
Besides, it was unusual for anyone from the mansion to come over so late.
Just like Mrs.
Zheng had thought, he also recalled that night his son was sent back.
“Being cautious does no harm!
Besides, he has been despised by Seventh Young Master, and his whole family is in the village, where can they run?
What’s the rush?”
Manager Wang lectured his son and walked towards the outside of the village.
Wang Gui followed, smiling behind him, knowing his father would no longer hold him back in the future.
A carriage was slowly approaching; Wang Gui, watching the driver Gao Yuan, was puzzled by the man’s youth and unfamiliarity.
And, where was Zheng Fa?
Lying inside the carriage?
He leaned over to peek inside the carriage, and saw the curtain being lifted as Seventh Young Master poked his head out.
Seventh Young Master?
Wang Gui was dumbfounded, staring at Seventh Young Master’s face, unable to comprehend why he would be there.
Could it be to take him back?
“Young Master!” he exclaimed excitedly, internally swearing: Seventh Young Master came personally to fetch me, I must devote myself entirely!
Even if madam were to break my legs, I would still take him to Yanyu Building!
“Eh?
You live here too?”
The surprise on Seventh Young Master’s face made Wang Gui feel very cold and hurt.
