Chapter 2 - Real Translator/Editor: Noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

When Xiang Yun woke up again, he was in a room that was luxuriously decorated, surrounded by a faint fragrance. Xiang Yun heard that familiar and gentle voice beside his ear once more. As a result, his distant thoughts were also pulled back from the illusions as he slowly opened his eyes.

When he saw that extremely beautiful face appear before him, a complex expression appeared in Xiang Yun's eyes. However, he still subconsciously called out the woman's name.

"Your Highness, you've finally woken up. Do you recognize me as Wan-Er?" The woman named Wan'er looked at Xiang Yun with a flabbergasted expression, unable to conceal the joy in her eyes.

"Of course I know you. Aren't you my personal maid? We've played since we were young, how can I forget about you?" Xiang Yun had a strange expression as he said to Wan'er, "Wan'er, you …"

Go and get me a basin of water, I want to wash my face! "

Seeing Wan'er's graceful figure gradually disappear from his sight, Xiang Yun's originally calm face finally revealed an expression of extreme shock!

Because during the few hours he had fainted, another part of his memories had fused with his brain. Through this part of his memories, he discovered to his horror that he had actually transmigrated.

In his previous life, Xiang Yun had been an ordinary eighteen-year-old soph.o.m.ore. Unlike the other protagonists in the novels, he had not encountered such a tragic and tragic fate, having been transported to some impoverished and barren place.

Although the Wind Cloud Nation had only been established more than three hundred years ago, its founding emperor, Xiang Mingyuan, was a rarely seen Monarch. In a short two hundred years, the entire Wind Cloud Kingdom was prosperous and flourished with formidable forces dominating the northwest.

The current successor to the throne of the Windcloud Nation was the eldest son, Xiang Lingfeng, of the Grand Ancestor of the Windcloud Nation, Xiang Mingyuan. The latter had also inherited the cleverness and intelligence of Grand Ancestor Xiang.

And the inheritor of great ancestor Xiang's skill, the one with the ability to conquer the lands and fight in the north, was his second son, the current world's sole 'King shoulder to shoulder' Xiang Ling! The latter was called the War G.o.d of the Wind Cloud Country.

Since the age of fifteen, Xiang Tian had led his troops to war, breaking through the invasion of the Northern Barbarians in succession and pacifying the threat of the Northern Barbarians. Amidst the chaos of the ten kingdoms, a fierce ma.s.sacre broke out, paving the way for a b.l.o.o.d.y ma.s.sacre with the blood of millions of enemies.

Under the control of the Xiang Family, the entire Wind Cloud Country was like an iron board, filled with powerful people and a prosperous country. In order to protect themselves, the neighboring countries had to pay tribute every year, year after year, and also pay their gold and silver. The might of the Wind Cloud Country was like the rising sun s.h.i.+ning down on the earth!

Coincidentally, Xiang Yun had coincidentally transmigrated into the body of the third son of the so-called war G.o.d of the Empire of Feng Yun, the one with the same surname, 'Xiang Yun'!

His big brother, Xiang Jinglei, was only twenty-one years old this year, but he had already become the emperor's personal general, Jin Wu's great general. He was already at the third rank, while his second brother, Xiang Hanfeng, was only twenty years old.

Don't think that the positions of these two are obtained through some sort of backdoor connection. As the saying goes, a tiger father doesn't have a dog son, and Xiang Wen Tian, the two elder brothers, inherited their father's, Xiang Tian's, t.i.tle of War G.o.d.

As the direct descendant of the Xiang Family, Xiang Yun, the third son of Xiang Tian, had been the focus of everyone's attention since birth and had been placed on high hopes that he would become a rising star in the Xiang Family, growing stronger by the next generation!

However, things did not turn out as he wished. Xiang Tian's third son, Xiang Yun, had caused everyone to drop their gla.s.ses from the moment he had captured Zhou '.

At that time, the grounds of the Duke's Mansion were already filled with swords, swords, sabers, and halberds for him to choose from. Unexpectedly, a gust of strange wind blew over, causing a pink colored woman's ap.r.o.n to blow over from the backyard, brus.h.i.+ng past Xiang Yun's body.

Strangely, the son of the prince, who was standing shoulder to shoulder with the crown prince, remained indifferent to the array of swords, spears, and halberds.

However, when he saw the red ap.r.o.n flying in front of him, the latter actually grabbed it in the air at a speed that shocked everyone. He held it tightly in his hand and carefully sniffed it, his face revealing the happy and pure smile of a child.

As for the calm and composed w.a.n.g Xiangtian, his body trembled at that moment as his expression changed.

It was said that after this, all the women in the Prince's Mansion didn't dare to dry their undergarments outside their doors for three whole years.

However, as the little prince grew up day by day, everyone realized that this little prince, who had high hopes for him since he was young, did not like to play with swords and spears. He did not have any talent in martial arts either.

On the other hand, every day and night, he would play with the maidservants in the mansion. He loved to hide himself in that pile of women the most, and he would often smell the fragrance of makeup on his body.

So, gradually, the third son of the Shoulder King grabbed Zhou in a hundred days. He grabbed the woman's ap.r.o.n, and now, he became a playboy. News of that started to spread through the streets.

Because of this, his father, w.a.n.g Tiantian, who was shoulder-to-shoulder with him, went into a rage. He had beaten Xiang Yun up so badly that he had to cry for his father's mother.

Just like this, the young Xiang Yun took advantage of Xiang Wentian's departure to start learning how to go to the brothel and ask about flowers and experience the wonderful taste of the night.

The so called "Marrow Eating Taste" was something that even a righteous gentleman would find difficult to handle, much less a youth like Xiang Yun, who had no self-control.

Xiang Yun had become infatuated with the taste of courtesans. He had actually stayed in the brothel for three days in a row, directly calling out a few of his leading players to serve him.

The latter was the third son of the King, and was also the favorite grandson of the previous Emperor. He was the nephew that the current Emperor cared about the most, and his status was incomparably revered.

The latter joined forces with all the brothels in the entire city and found the most beautiful leading girl. She carefully served Xiang Yun like her own grandson, naturally enjoying life to the fullest.

As Xiang Yun was happily enjoying his enchantment in his room, suddenly, a servant of the mansion came to inform him that they had returned from the battle, shoulder-to-shoulder.

Upon hearing this news, Xiang Yun, who was still hugging the beauty on the bed, jumped almost thirty feet off the bed. He wanted to slip back into the palace, but before he could put on his pants, his big brother Xiang Lei, who had rushed over earlier, kicked open the door.

He had originally thought that he would be beaten up again, but after hearing what Xiang Yun had done these past few days, he had actually pulled out a blood-stained longblade, intending to personally cripple this son of his.

If not for Xiang Yun's second brother, Xiang Hanfeng, protecting him with all his might, Xiang Yun might really have been finished off by his own father.

Most likely, the King who stood side by side was also holding the thought that since it wasn't 'just martial arts', then the 'language' must definitely succeed, and letting Xiang Yun learn more about literature.

Although the Orthodox Academy was the highest school in the State of Wind Cloud, with countless children from n.o.ble families fighting to study and the dream of the Humble Cla.s.s to be the holy land of books, to the young master of the Shoulder King's family, studying at the Orthodox Academy was still a matter of words.

However, just as Prince Shun was holding onto the thought of becoming a dragon and hoping that Xiang Yun would be able to be influenced by the Orthodox Academy, even if he could not become a war G.o.d of his generation, he would still become a great scholar.

When Xiang Yun was lecturing at the honorary princ.i.p.al of the Orthodox Academy, the Minister of the Right Premier of the State of Feng Yun, 'Shangguan Yunde', he actually publicly placed a painting of the spring palace on the table for study. This infuriated Shangguan Tianxue so much that he almost fainted on the spot.

In the end, the Orthodox Academy tactfully excused itself and sent this little prince out of the academy. To put it nicely, it was just a gift, but in truth, it was just a rus.h.!.+

Wasn't this an affront to their culture and customs? Even if it was the son of the king, they wouldn't buy it.

Xiang Yun had been driven out of the academy by the Orthodox Academy and turned into the laughingstock of Dragon City. He gloomily returned to the northwest, inevitably suffering from Xiang Tian's thunderous fury once more.

If it were not for the fact that the people accompanying him carried the emperor's imperial edict and made King Shoulder forgive Xiang Yun, he really would not have been able to see the sun of the next day.

After receiving this palm strike, even though Xiang Yun had superior spiritual medicine to heal himself every day, he continued to stay in bed for three consecutive months. In the end, as soon as his injuries healed, the dispirited Xiang Tian sent his good-for-nothing son directly to the northwest border, to the nearby Silvermoon Forest, to the Qin Feng City, where he became the city governor of this poor little city.

Xiang Tian's actions were no different from letting Xiang Yun undergo a round of tempering, eliminating the bad habit of being proud and obscene. Learning a little more would not be too useless.

He had not expected that after coming to Qin Feng City, Xiang Yun's only ability had finally been discovered, which was his business ability.

Master Xiang's heart was itching, but he didn't dare to disobey his father's orders. He didn't dare to take even half a step outside of Qin Feng City. After racking his brains, he finally thought of a brilliant plan.

That was to develop Qin Feng city, making it the second most prosperous city in the northwest with a business similar to Silver City.

He began hiring skilled craftsmen in Qin Feng City, building new buildings. The latter was not some fortress, but had built thousands upon thousands of brothels, such as' Happy Town, Yihong Restaurant, Hongxing Restaurant 'and other brothels!