Being an otaku in the world of American comics

#496 - Daxiangguo Temple

Regardless of the turmoil his actions might cause in Shangjing Linhuang Prefecture, Liang Yue no longer concerned himself with such matters.

As the saying goes, a master's victory lies in a single moment, and this was especially true for him.

To call it a rampage~

In truth, from the moment Liang Yue descended upon the Liao Dynasty's palace to the time he defeated eleven and a half Grandmasters and calmly departed, the actual time spent was no more than five minutes.

The time Liang Yue spent traveling far exceeded the so-called decisive battle.

As before, in less than half an hour, he had returned to his home in Bianliang City.

An hour later, the little ones in the house had all returned to their rooms.

Compared to the unease of the previous few days, they were now beginning to adapt to life in Liang Yue's home, and to their impending fate of being inducted into the sect.

With hope for the future, no longer living a precarious existence in the refugee队伍, constantly facing survival crises, they were finally regaining some of the vigor befitting their age.

The experience of being a refugee might be a lifelong psychological burden for a young child, but for a group of sixty or seventy children, it was often just a memory.

The power of the collective was far more miraculous than imagined; with a group of peers sharing the same fate huddling together for warmth, that invisible sense of belonging allowed them to recover quickly from their predicament.

Especially knowing that there was still hope for their future!

And so, after finishing their evening lessons in reading and writing, these children of similar ages were still lively in their respective rooms.

Still others had temporarily put aside their past experiences and were now dreaming about their future lives and destinies.

Through the not-so-thick walls and paper windows, Liang Yue could clearly understand the conversations of these children as they intertwined.

Imperceptibly, even he himself seemed to be infected, slowly calming the ripples and excitement that had just arisen in his heart from the killings.

A feeling called peace began to gradually occupy Liang Yue's heart.

In a similar situation were Saeko-senpai, Alwen, Nan Lixiang, and others, who were sitting around the magma stove in the center of the courtyard.

Nibbling on nuts, sweet potatoes, and grilled corn from the stove, they were casually drinking fruit wine and discussing their future development and plans in the public world.

For a time, laughter and chatter filled the air~

The scene was exceptionally harmonious, with the lava firelight and the night sky complementing each other.

Soon, Liang Yue also joined them, putting his arm around Hinata's supple body and chatting with the women about the events of the evening.

During the process, he also made sure to show off the spoils of war he had seized from the Grandmasters of the Liao Dynasty, one by one.

The cow-hair needles seemingly coated with poison, the lean man's modular spear, the old monk's Vajra, and so on.

Soon, morning arrived the next day.

Unexpectedly, the group of villains whom Liang Yue had expected to attack under the cover of night had not rushed to his door last night.

It seemed that while the world map was rare and exceptionally precious, the Grandmaster sects of the Jianghu would not act rashly without understanding the true strength of Liang Yue and his group.

This was undoubtedly bad news for Liang Yue, who was eager to seize spoils of war from those unscrupulous people and was even considering whether to take the opportunity to go to their door and reap another wave of spoils…

After all, the fact that he had single-handedly killed several Grandmasters in the imperial city of Liao last night could not be concealed.

Even if such things might not be widely spread among ordinary people and merchants.

But for the Grandmasters of various factions, who had many connections, and the even more powerful members of the Song Dynasty's imperial family, this was no secret.

Within a few days, it was expected that someone's actions would be spread to the ears of many people.

At that time, for a considerable period of time, he would have no chance to legitimately cause trouble again…

… …

In the morning, with the rising sun, Liang Yue finished his routine morning exercises, took care of his personal hygiene, and then came to the courtyard to have breakfast with the others, who had just finished two rounds of calisthenics under the guidance of Teacher Shizuka.

Afterward, the children were sent to the side courtyard to continue their studies.

Saya-chan was considering with a troubled expression whether to continue working at the small shop supermarket this morning, or to join others in going to the Daxiangguo Temple outside the city to go to the market and shopping…

Liang Yue, on the other hand, as usual, spread out the Xuan paper, dipped it in ancient ink, and began to practice regular script calligraphy.

After a period of experimentation, he had gradually found his own rhythm and direction; running script was his favorite font so far.

Among them, he especially loved Wen Zhengming's writing style~

Gentle and vigorous, with strict rules!

In order to strengthen his own calligraphy skills, Liang Yue had recently purchased many calligraphy copybooks and tracing books by Wen Zhengming.

Now, with the blessing of the regular script calligraphy skill, his pen had somewhat acquired the charm of the style.

In a happy mood, Liang Yue began to pay more and more attention to his calligraphy practice.

About half an hour later, the family's butler ran over to announce that a small eunuch had come from the palace.

Only after meeting him did he know that the other party had come for the promise that Renzong had made to him yesterday.

Simply put, it was about the iron-eating beasts he had obtained from Emperor Renzong Zhao Zhen.

The people in the palace had obviously received the imperial decree, but considering that the panda species had a certain degree of danger, the little eunuch had come to confirm the receiving location on Liang Yue's side.

If it was inconvenient, he said that they could temporarily store it in a royal estate in the suburbs, and send it over after his mountain gate was built.

To this, Liang Yue also declined the other party's kindness, saying that it would be fine to send it directly to his mansion.

The little eunuch didn't think much of it when he heard this, so he turned around to report back.

However, before leaving, Liang Yue also subtly signaled to the butler to put a dozen taels of silver into the other party's hand as a greeting gift, as a way to build goodwill…