The Teacher’s Grace Is Like Heaven

31 – Hebei 第一河北第一(1)

The journey from Shanxi to Hebei was not as comfortable as I had hoped, and I was lucky that the distance was relatively short.

With Jegalsega as her watering hole, she was able to ride her horse to Hebei in no time at all. Like Jegalsega in the Island Book, Hebei had a huge town centered around the panga, and it was called Hebei after the province. This was due to the role of the Five Great Houses and their leader, the Five Emperors of Heaven and Earth. The Five Great Emperors were the five leaders of the political factions, but it also meant that the warlords were subject to the imperial court.

While this effectively represented the martial arts bowing to the emperor, it also meant that the martial arts were still represented by the political party, not the factions.

Hence, the town where the Five Great Houses ruled was named after the region. In effect, it was a representation of the region’s ruling family.

And it was the Peng family that ruled Hebei. The Peng family wielded so much influence that the name Hebei Peng was the first thing that came to mind when one spoke of Murong.

It was also a prominent Murong family that held a significant stake in the Murong League, which was formed around the Five Great Families. Bi Yan nodded, remembering the old days.

“Hebei was certainly the most wary of the clans.”

The Hebei Peng Family and the Namgung Family were two of the clans that had failed in their attempts at appeasement, though the Sichuan Tang Family had managed to get their patriarchs and masters to come over,

only to be wiped out by the Sichuan Tang Family’s minor patriarchs who had rebelled. Anyway, since he had the same temperament as his father, he took a hard line.

He personally attacked the Hebei clan and wiped them all out, and then blamed the Southern Palace for the crime. Surprisingly, the effect was not bad.

That’s why Bi Yan found Hebei first.

Of course, technically, in his previous life, he had a lot more time before he would be exterminated than he does now, but he couldn’t let his guard down. The Heavenly Horse wasn’t back to his old self now, which meant that he might suddenly advance his plans at any moment.

Therefore, there was no time to waste…… Bi Yan sighed and turned his head. There was a girl there, panting and breathing heavily.

Her short, shoulder-length hair was clearly black, but the tips were tinged with purple, a color that could only be described as bizarre to say the least.

“What’s with the hair color?”

“Oh, I hear it’s a trend among virgins these days.”

“Forget it, just lead the way.”

“Now, wait a minute!”

Bi Yan turned around and walked forward without a second thought. The girl who had managed to stay away from her was startled and hurriedly followed behind her.

She had been assigned to help Bi Yan by the Jingal Sect. Although she was only a third-rate martial artist, she was a master of stealth and concealment,

and she was so skilled at catching things that even Bi Yan thought she could be useful. Little did I know, however, that it would prove to be a liability from the start.

However, when I thought about it, the only way we could have a smooth encounter was if we had a contact with the Five Great Houses, and considering that, I couldn’t help but drag her along even if I didn’t want to.

“Now, wait a minute~ I’m in too much trouble, aren’t I???”

“…….”

I thought about abandoning it for a moment.

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After many twists and turns, they finally arrived in Hebei. She found a room at a suitable inn and sat down at the desk, leaving the exhausted Jie Galxi aside.

She was about to write down her observations. Luckily, Jegalhee had brought ink, a scroll, and an inkstone, so she has nothing to lose.

She grinds the ink slowly in the scroll, then dips her quill in the flowing ink. “What are you writing about?” “It’s none of your business.” “You’re being unfair! That paper is technically mine!” “I’m writing a report for Master ……,” Bi Yan said calmly. However, Je Galhee, who was watching from the sidelines, sensed that there was an undeniable affection in her tone.

Who would think of writing down all the details of a visit and showing it to the master in the first place? However, I don’t know about anyone else. I had to do it.

You spent half your life in the island city, raising me.

Even when you came out for a while, you didn’t stay long at your disciple’s doorstep.

So I had to write it down. The affection in her tone and the way she carried herself made her seem like the very embodiment of the Hyun Mo Ancestor.

Faced with this, she opened her mouth to speak. “But when do you eat?”

“…….”

“Rice! Rice! I’m hungry!”

“Whoa, okay…… eat, eat.”

With a sigh, Bi Yan suppressed the irritation boiling deep in her chest.

Bi Yan and Jie Gal Hui descended to the guest house to eat. To read the flow of a village, go to the guest house first. It was a saying that all Murimans knew.

At the table, people gather, and they talk to each other, so it was only natural that you would hear many stories.

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After finding a good seat, Bi-Yeon called for Jum-Soi and ordered her food, then turned away and listened to the chatter around her.

“What are you doing?! Are you done talking?!”

But before she could say anything, it had already happened. There was a man with a dao tied around his waist and a blue headband tied around his head.

He was so angry that he grabbed the peasant next to him by the scruff of the neck with a grimace.

“What the hell is this, you bastard!”

“You really want to eat the sacrificial rice today!”

“Oh, come on, if you can kill me, do it!”

The peasant’s anger at the unarmed man was almost like he was screaming for death.

“That’s quite vicious…….”

“But that’s also a characteristic of Hebei.”

“What?”

“It’s nothing.”

Bi Yan shook her head and popped the food into her mouth. In the past, she had personally appeared at the command of the Heavenly Horse to clean up the debris left behind in Hebei.

Although Hebei Penga had fallen, and most of its members had been exterminated, a survivor who had been lucky enough to escape the catastrophe was in charge of Hebei’s remnants at the time.

Of course, it consisted of a few dozen third- or second-class warriors and peasants.

Nevertheless, there was no fear of death in their eyes. The man leading the remnants of Hebei at the time called himself Samnam of the Pangas.

“Until the end, not a single one of us will cease to resist.”

“And we will all die, as fools say.”

“But that is why we are Hebei Panga.”

“What?”

“We will not give in to power. We do not compromise with injustice. If you’re dead, you’re dead, and you don’t beg for your life.”

He was late in achieving martial prowess, and he wondered if he’d ever become anything more than a second-rate dragon. Hebei Feng’s three sons were wounded and bleeding, but they spoke to her with confidence. ‘That’s Hebei Ping’er.’ ‘The people of Hebei are fierce, quick-tempered, and never back down when they think they’re right, so it’s the most honest place in the world.’ This was one of the passages in the travelogue that Bi Yan had written earlier. As she ate her food, she watched the fight, and it was about to get out of hand.

Someone grabbed the hand of a peasant and stopped the fight. He had short hair and, like Muyin, wore a blue braid in his hair.

But unlike Muyin, he wore a colorful robe made of silk, and on his arms he wore bracelets made of silver. Bi Yan stuck out her tongue.

“A martial artist who bears the name of Hebei Fang Family fighting against a powerless commoner. Isn’t it shameful?”

“But, that man was the one who first…….”

“I’m just stating the facts.”

“Why don’t you just……!!!”

“Gal! Have you not come to your senses yet!!!”

“Sin, I apologize. Master Soga.”

“What you’re doing now is tarnishing the name of Hebei Fang Family!”

Hebei Fang Family’s Master Soga, I remember. He was definitely a pretentious man with the name Fang Daiyi. Thinking so, Bi Yan looked at him intently.

The cigar master, Fang Daiyi, scolded the Hebei Fang family’s martial artist while raising his voice, and the martial artist was unable to say anything. At least the fight was over.

In the meantime, however, Bi Yan saw clearly: I see, I see. So that’s how it went. She smiled. She knew what to do.

“You’re wearing a very creepy smile for some reason……?”

“It can’t be helped, can it?”

“What? A tiger?”

“Yes, a tiger.”

Even that mage was afraid to grow, so he nipped it in the bud. The tiger of Hebei, how to lure it out of its den. Bi Yan knew the way.