CHAPTER 1093: CHAPTER 1049: A PREPARED ZHAO YUN

Not long after receiving the order from Liu Bei, the entire Fenggao began to stir. There was much to be moved, especially involving a Xuanyuan Cauldron. It should be known that quite a few immortals in this world covet such a rare treasure.

Due to the crucial importance of safety along the way, if any bold immortals did attempt to intercept, it could cause great harm to this family-centered convoy.

This is also the main reason Liu Bei dispatched Zhao Yun to escort the family members. One should not worry just for the sake of worrying; it’s best if the immortals don’t appear. But should they appear, there must be means to deal with them, rather than pinning hopes on the enemy not showing up.

As for Ma Yunlu, she had returned to Yongzhou not long ago. After all, her initial reason for sneaking out was to look for her father and brother. Although Zhao Yun’s letters to Ma Teng later explained the whole situation, it doesn’t mean Ma Yunlu can avoid returning home during the New Year.

After all, whether married or not, one should return to their maternal family for the New Year. Fortunately, Zhao Yun is no fool. After spending much time and money, he finally made the slow-witted Ma Yunlu understand his intentions.

Regarding Zhao Yun’s improper intentions upon meeting her, Ma Yunlu was helpless. But after learning the truth, she did not overly challenge Zhao Yun, and instead, simply accepted it.

After all, Zhao Yun is handsome, appearing as youthful at thirty as a vigorous eighteen-year-old. His martial arts are renowned throughout the land, and he holds a high-ranking position within Liu Bei’s core circle. Under the current circumstances, few in the world can offer better conditions than Zhao Yun.

Of course, Ma Yunlu did not show Zhao Yun a friendly face. In fact, she left only a few days after the incidents occurred, leaving Zhao Yun heartbroken. Fortunately, Liu Bei’s side had some veterans in affairs of the heart, with Yang Dao being an outstanding example, having even persuaded the strictly raised young girl Cai Zhenji to elope.

In Yang Dao’s eyes, such a mutual but unspoken understanding represents success. As Zhao Yun mentioned, although Ma Yunlu did not show him warmth, she stayed at his place for days before saying she wanted to return home.

"Will this really work?" Zhao Yun questioned, a twitch in his gaze fixed on Yang Dao, suddenly doubting the reliability of the expert strategist he had consulted.

"If you don’t intend to marry her, then don’t act like this," Yang Dao said, squinting at Zhao Yun. Currently, with few high officials in Fenggao, he was promoted from county magistrate to the Official of Merit.

Speaking of which, Yang Dao, as an official in charge of a district, had no real desire for the role. He clearly understood his capabilities were far from those heaven-given talents. He believed his son might not be inferior to those geniuses, thus investing much of his energy into nurturing his offspring.

"The problem is I’m afraid if I do this, not only will Yun Lu not accept me, but her family might kill me," Zhao Yun said with a wry smile.

Yang Dao chuckled coldly, "Can’t you bring her back? Besides, are you afraid her family will make a move against you? Even if discovered, so what? You can just elope. With your strength, you could flee to Lord Xuande’s side, where someone will surely intervene!"

Yang Dao shared his elopement experience with Zhao Yun. Truth be told, Yang Dao understood well that in writing families and long-established aristocratic families, such matters are downplayed and resolved quietly.

However, if the other party is a military family, such actions are best avoided unless you’re someone like the formidable Zhao Yun—then military families are easier to confront.

"I’m afraid she won’t accept..." Zhao Yun said hesitantly, recalling Yang Dao’s wife, the Second Miss Cai, who seemed to be only in her teens. He couldn’t help coughing a little.

"Do you want her to marry someone else? Imagine her in another’s arms. Besides, if you don’t try, how will you know the outcome?" Yang Dao said slyly, enjoying the transparency in Zhao Yun.

"Absolutely not!" Zhao Yun’s eyes burned with determination. "I’ll go for it! So what if it’s the entire Ma Clan? What’s the fear in seizing someone? I’ll go and take her on New Year’s Eve!"

"That’s the spirit. A man must do something unforgettable in his lifetime to be called a man. Just like me..." Yang Dao first spoke with melancholy about his deceased wife, but upon mentioning the current Second Miss Cai, his complexion turned a healthy red and his demeanor more prideful.

"Click!" Just when Yang Dao was imparting to Zhao Yun, the door opened. Cai Zhenji, dressed in velvet, stood at the entrance with a stern expression. She said nothing, simply gazing at Yang Dao.

"Ahem, Zilong, you know..." Yang Dao scurried out sheepishly, and as he left, Cai Zhenji’s face displayed an unexpected gentle smile.

"General Zhao, my husband may have exaggerated, yet with your capabilities, such plans might indeed suit you. Since you sought my husband’s advice, you must have your own intentions," Cai Zhenji said, bowing slightly to Zhao Yun after Yang Dao left. Though she came to intimidate Yang Dao, as his wife, she wouldn’t embarrass him in public.

"Lady’s words are indeed more convincing." Zhao Yun admitted with a bitter smile. While he doubted Yang Dao, he found Cai Zhenji reliable, as there was the extraordinary Cai Yan as an example before him.

"Husband and wife are one, I simply echo my husband’s words," Cai Zhenji explained with a slight shake of her head.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yun nodded in agreement and then asked, "Does Lady plan to follow to Ye City, or settle in Mount Tai?"

Originally, figures like Yang Dao, Cai Zhenji, and Cai Yan were to move to Ye City. However, as both Cai Yan and Cai Zhenji were considered Li Youu’s family—akin to local guardians caring for younger kin—they belonged to those required to relocate.

Despite Li Youu’s peculiar personality, he was exceptionally true to his word. Having promised to look after the Cai Family, he ensured their care, making them part of the relocating families.

"That decision requires my husband’s choice," Cai Zhenji replied shaking her head, unwilling to circumvent Yang Dao’s authority.

"Migrate to Ye City!" Yang Dao reappeared through the main entrance, now with the aura of a noted scholar, unlike his previous stealthy departure.

For Yang Dao, the roots of the Yang Family of Mount Tai mattered little; the future of the Yang family descendants was what truly counted. If the offspring of the Yang Family could surpass previous generations, the Yang Family of Mount Tai would undoubtedly thrive. (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, please visit Qidian.com to vote for recommendation tickets and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read on m.qidian.com.)