Chapter 1584 - 1585: I'm a Low-Key Person
Yang Fei nodded slightly, thinking to himself that it seems the Red Shirt Army holds considerable influence among the local indigenous people.
No wonder the Zhengfu Army of the Sang Country has repeatedly failed in their attempts to suppress the Red Shirt Army.
Half an hour later, Liu Yulan and her sister had already taken Yang Fei and Xiao Xuanya to a small town.
The town was called Liwang Town, not very large, with a moat surrounding it. It was said to be the location of the royal mansion of the former king of Li Island.
The town's architecture had a distinct style reminiscent of the Huaxia Tang Dynasty.
The buildings featured flying eaves and hooked corners, with blue bricks laid on the ground, presenting a classic and quaint Huaxia style.
Yang Fei learned from records that Li Island had always been a vassal state of Huaxia, paying tribute annually to Huaxia.
The kings of Li Island in all dynasties personally went to Huaxia to pay respects to the Emperor and took pride in receiving rewards from the Emperor of Huaxia.
However, since the middle of the last century, after the invasion of Huaxia by the Sang Country, Li Island fell completely, becoming a colony of the Sang Country.
After the Sang Country was defeated, Li Island then became a military base for the Mysterious Country's troops.
For nearly half a century, the Li Island Rebel Army has been fighting ceaselessly for the freedom and independence of Li Island, shedding blood in their struggle.
In recent years, the most powerful and renowned force has been the Red Shirt Army.
Listening to the introduction by Liu Yulan and her sister, Yang Fei and Xiao Xuanya walked along the long street paved with stone slabs.
The two of them felt a strong sense of Huaxia cultural charm, and their hearts were filled with a deep sense of kinship and nostalgia.
Yang Fei noticed that 80% of the merchants in Liwang Town were Huaxia people.
Hearing the strong Huaxia accent, Yang Fei was deeply moved,
The Huaxia Nation is the most resilient nation in the world, capable of taking root, blossoming, and bearing fruit no matter where they go.
The Liu Yulan sisters guided Yang Fei and Xiao Xuanya to a standalone courtyard, halting their motorcycle convoy in front of it.
Liu Yulan personally led Yang Fei and Xiao Xuanya to the gate of the courtyard, her words filled with warmth and elegance.
"Tower Master, this is the residence we've prepared for you. You and Mr. Yang can stay here during this period."
Her bright eyes glanced at Yang Fei, her cheeks slightly flushed.
"However, the girls here have never seen a handsome guy like Mr. Yang, so you must be careful, Mr. Yang."
Yang Fei looked at Liu Yulan and laughed heartily.
"Miss Liu, you're quite good at joking. Although I am indeed handsome, no need to be so direct. Modesty and humility are my virtues."
Liu Yulan covered her mouth with a laugh, "I don't flatter, you can see for yourself."
As Liu Yulan spoke, she gestured with her chin toward the opposite long street.
Yang Fei and Xiao Xuanya turned around and indeed saw many beautiful young girls secretly glancing at Yang Fei from across the street.
Some girls' gazes showed unabashed boldness.
Yang Fei smiled wryly and lowered his head, while Xiao Xuanya smiled with charm and allure, her eyes like little hooks casually glancing at Yang Fei.
"Yang Fei, do you think I'm prettier, or are those young girls prettier?"
Yang Fei looked into Xiao Xuanya's eyes, clear as autumn water, and shivered involuntarily.
"Of course, you're prettier. You're a fairy from heaven, incomparable to ordinary girls."
Yang Fei's words made Liu Yulan giggle.
Xiao Xuanya gave Liu Yulan a smiling glance, and Liu Yulan immediately restrained her laughter, putting on a serious expression.
"Please rest assured, Tower Master, I can guarantee that no matter where Mr. Yang goes, there will be no girls harassing him."
"Hah, who cares about him."
Xiao Xuanya smiled charmingly, gave Yang Fei a glance, and walked into the courtyard.
She left Yang Fei with a graceful, enchanting back.
Yang Fei directed his men to move a dozen boxes of gold into the courtyard.
This massive fortune was temporarily hard to manage, so they left it here.
The courtyard was a typical quadrangle, with blue tiles and gray walls, containing a kitchen, living room, and bedroom, all arranged with elegance and tranquility.
Luxuriant vines sprawled over the ancient brick walls, showing vibrant greenery.
A small stream flowed through the middle of the courtyard, trickling into the water channel in front of the courtyard.
Steam rose from the water's surface, apparently a hot spring emerging from the ground.
This natural hot spring also entered the room of Yang Fei and Xiao Xuanya, forming a small bath.
The bath was only three meters square, but it must feel quite pleasant to soak in the hot spring before bedtime.
Yang Fei thought more deeply.
If he could take a romantic bath with Xiao Xuanya in this steamy hot spring, doing some shameful and unspeakable things, wouldn't it be much more enjoyable?
The elegant courtyard, the misty hot spring, the long street paved with stone slabs.
All of this almost made Yang Fei forget the dusty world, distancing himself from the battleground of shadows and blades.
Xiao Xuanya was also quite satisfied with the arrangements made by Liu Yulan and Liu Yuge.
In her charming eyes, there was a hint of a smile, and occasionally glancing at Yang Fei, she showed a bit of shyness and gentleness.
The eloquent Liu Yulan, after giving a brief tour of their rooms and making simple introductions, bid farewell to Xiao Xuanya.
Liu Yuge quietly followed behind Yang Fei and Xiao Xuanya.
She occasionally chimed in with a sentence, always revealing important details that Liu Yulan missed.
This showed that the twins worked in close coordination.
Liu Yulan and Liu Yuge operated the largest bathhouse on Li Island and were quite influential.
As it was getting late, Liu Yulan bid farewell to Xiao Xuanya and Yang Fei, leading seven or eight big men away.
In a flash, only Yang Fei and Xiao Xuanya were left in the small courtyard, the atmosphere suddenly becoming a bit tender.
Xiao Xuanya looked at Yang Fei's mischievous expression, feeling her heart race uncontrollably.
She had already mastered the Charming Art of Heavenly Fragrance and National Beauty, and was no stranger to matters between men and women, having done some very private things with Yang Fei.
But now, living in the same courtyard as Yang Fei, made her feel like a newlywed couple on a honeymoon trip.
This still made Xiao Xuanya feel a bit shy.
Yang Fei, being clever, noticed Xiao Xuanya's shy demeanor and knew she was feeling embarrassed.
With a chuckle, he made an excuse to go out and check out the scenery, leaving the courtyard to allow Xiao Xuanya to relax.
The houses on both sides of the street in Liwang Town were all quaint and classical in style.
Yang Fei, with hands behind his back, walked along the long street of the town, experiencing the charisma of the Prosperous Tang, feeling delighted and letting out a long sigh,
"Damn, once I've avenged the Evil Dragon Brothers, bringing my numerous wives here to live like an Honorable Merchant wouldn't be too bad."
"At that time, raising a few henchmen, hunting with dogs, and teasing respectable women would truly be a great pleasure in life."
The fellow was lost in these whimsical thoughts, in such an elegant and clean place, thinking about things like bullying men and women, only he would have the leisure to do so.
Yang Fei had just visited one street when a woman appeared before him from an alley.
She was wearing a colorful ethnic skirt, her eyes shining like stars, with a slender figure, resembling a swaying lilac.
The girl held an oil-paper umbrella, carrying a basket from which a fragrant steam was wafting.
Seeing Yang Fei, the girl's eyes lit up, and she gave Yang Fei a deep, courteous bow.
"Excuse me, are you Mr. Yang Fei?"
This startled Yang Fei.
"I am Yang Fei. How did you know me?"
