As soon as Lin Yun and the others walked out of Meixiang Tower, they were blocked by someone. The person blocking the way was Feng Ziying, who had been disturbed by Lin Yun, and the two guards who followed him.

Feng Ziying looked Lin Yun up and down, and said with an arrogant expression: "You brat, you dare to play tricks on your young master. If you don't give me an explanation today, you won't be able to leave here easily."

Lin Fu was furious when he saw this. He was about to step forward to identify himself, but Lin Yun reached out to stop him.

Lin Yun took a step forward, smiled at Feng Ziying and asked: "Little fat man, what do you want to explain?"

Feng Ziying said angrily: "Don't call me little fat boy. My name is Feng Ziying."

"Okay, Fatty Feng, what do you want?"

Feng Ziying puffed up her chest and said, "Kowtow three times and I will let you go."

"What if I don't knock?"

"Then let's fight with the young master. No matter whether we win or lose, I will tell you to get out of here."

"That's a good idea. I've been itchy these days, so I'll use you as a sparring partner."

After Lin Yun finished speaking, he took off his coat and threw it to Zhong Yi who was following behind him.

The old housekeeper hurriedly stepped forward to dissuade him: "Brother Yun, that kid looks like a guy who is used to fighting. Don't be the same as him."

"Uncle Fu, don't worry, I'm not a weak scholar."

After Lin Yun finished speaking, he took a step forward, stretched out his hand to Feng Ziying and said with a smile: "Little fat man, what are you waiting for? Take action quickly."

"If you're a good prisoner, watch the boxing."

Feng Ziying rushed forward angrily, clenched her right fist and punched Lin Yun in the face. The punch was so fast and fierce that Lin Yun was surprised.

Before he had time to think, he stretched out his right hand and twisted Feng Ziying's arm with a golden wire around his wrist. He used his left foot to kick the opponent's leg.

Feng Ziying originally thought that Lin Yun was just a weak scholar, but she was caught off guard and was subdued to the ground by Lin Yun with one move.

After Lin Yun succeeded easily, he let go of Feng Ziying and said with a mocking smile: "With your martial arts skills, how dare you come out to find a fight?"

The little fat man looked Lin Yun up and down, and asked with surprise: "You can actually do martial arts?"

Lin Yun smiled teasingly: "I just know how to fight. It's your skills that are too weak."

Feng Ziying was furious when he heard this. He suddenly swooped down and hugged Lin Yun from the waist, trying to use brute force to knock him down.

Lin Yun was in a dilemma now. This kid was using close combat, and he couldn't bear to hit the vital part of the opponent's back with his elbow. He could only hug the opponent's shoulders, trying to lift the little fat man up and throw him out.

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But in this way, he lost his absolute advantage in strength, and was actually rolled to the ground by Feng Ziying.

Feng Ziying was also used to fighting. As soon as she succeeded, she punched Lin Yun on the bridge of the nose with her fist.

Lin Yun was in pain and furious. Taking advantage of Feng Ziying's triumph, he grabbed the opponent's left wrist that was pressed against his chest, pushed it to the ground, opened his hands left and right, and smashed the little fat man in the face.

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Seeing that the young master had lost the fight, Feng Ziying's two guards immediately rushed forward, wanting to help.

Zhong Yi couldn't bear it for a long time. Seeing that the other guard was about to take action, he handed the clothes in his hand to the old housekeeper, stepped forward and started fighting with the two men, one against two.

The old butler was stunned as he watched. He never imagined that Brother Yun, who looked gentle and gentle, could be so fierce in a fight.

Feng Ziying and Lin Yun rolled around on the ground and beat each other up. Feeling that they could not take advantage of Lin Yun, the little fat man gave up and said: "No fight, no fight."

Seeing that more and more people were watching, Lin Yun stopped and stood up, and said to Feng Ziying: "I have something to do today. Let's make an appointment another day and I will teach you a lesson."

Feng Ziying raised her hand and touched her burning cheeks, and You Zi said sternly: "What's the point of fighting on foot? Let's compete on horseback another day."

Lin Yun said contemptuously: "You are deceiving me because I have never ridden a war horse, right? How shameless!"

Feng Ziying blushed and said, "I just said casually, who knew you had never ridden a horse?"

"I'll let you go today, and I'll settle the score with you another day."

Lin Yun said a harsh word, stopped Zhong Yi who was getting excited about fighting, and left quickly with the old housekeeper.

Feng Ziying shouted loudly from behind: "You brat, you haven't told me your name yet?"

"My name is Lin Yun."

Lin Yun announced his name without looking back, raised his hand and waved above his head, then disappeared into the crowd.

Feng Ziying murmured to herself: "Lin Yun, why have I never heard that there is such a capable boy in Yangzhou City?"

An attendant came over and reminded Feng Ziying: "Young Master, I know the middle-aged man next to that boy."

"Oh! Who is he?"

Attendant: "His name is Lin Fu, and he is the steward of Mr. Lin, the salt inspector of the Huaihe River."

Feng Ziying's eyes lit up when she heard this, "That boy's name is Lin Yun. Could it be that he is Mr. Lin's junior?"

Attendant: "Seeing that Butler Lin is very respectful to him, I must be so."

"Now that we know who he is, it's easy to handle. Let's go back to the house first and invite him out to compete another day."

After Feng Ziying finished speaking, she squeezed into the crowd with two guards and quickly disappeared.

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At this moment, in a fragrant boudoir upstairs opposite, a beautiful young girl was standing in front of the window, looking at the fight taking place downstairs with a smile on her lips.

A sudden voice suddenly sounded behind her, "Miao'er, is that guy interesting?"

The girl was startled. She covered her chest with her hands and looked back. She saw that the person standing behind her was Divine Doctor Guo. She smiled and said coquettishly: "Since the old miracle doctor is here, why didn't you remind Miao'er?"

Divine Doctor Guo said happily: "If I reminded you, how could I see you being interested in that kid?"

"I don't have one."

The girl replied shyly, then moved lightly, walked to the table and sat down, picked up the teapot and poured tea into the teacup.

Doctor Guo walked to the opposite side and sat down, with a regretful expression on his face: "After today, I'm afraid I won't be able to hear you playing the piano for some time."

The girl hurriedly asked: "Is the old miracle doctor going on a long trip?"

"Yes, I will go to the capital with that boy tomorrow."

"He will go too?"

The girl asked in silence, then lowered her head and poured tea into another cup.

Doctor Guo: "I will be away for about three months this time, and I will probably be able to come back in the spring of next year."

Then, he added, "Little Yun will be back soon."

The girl shyly scolded: "If he can't come back, why would you tell me?"

Divine Doctor Guo said cheerfully: "I was thinking of telling you this news, maybe you can play a piece of music for me to listen to."

"Even if the old miracle doctor doesn't say anything, I will still play for you."

The girl stood up with a smile, walked slowly to the piano stand, sat down, and plucked the strings gracefully.

Immediately, a pleasant sound of piano sounded in the house.
Chapter completed!