Duan Zhengchun transmigrates to Yin Zhiping

"I need to ask Miss Wanyan what she thinks."

Duan Zhengchun turned to look at Wanyan Ping inside the room and said with a smile.

When Wanyan Ping noticed that both people outside the door were looking at her, she was taken aback for a moment, then quickly nodded.

Now that things have come to this, it seems that everything should be put aside, after all, the grievances have their source and the debts have their debtors.

Soon, Duan Zhengchun, along with Wanyan Ping, followed Yelü Qi back to the suburban villa. To welcome Duan Zhengchun back, Yelü Qi immediately ordered the kitchen to prepare a sumptuous dinner.

"Please have a seat, I will go and fetch my father right away."

After everything was prepared, Yelü Qi clasped his hands in a salute and quickly left the hall.

Only Duan Zhengchun and Wanyan Ping remained in the entire hall.

Watching Duan Zhengchun drinking alone, Wanyan Ping couldn't help but glance at him every now and then. She wasn't unfamiliar with the name Duan Feng.

She never expected to meet him so easily in a restaurant, and he even killed someone for her and taught her martial arts, helping her win the bet with Yelü Qi.

Reflecting on the events of the past half-day, Wanyan Ping felt as if she were in a dream.

Noticing Wanyan Ping's gaze, Duan Zhengchun slowly turned his head to look at her, a gentle smile appearing on his lips.

Upon seeing Duan Zhengchun's smiling face, Wanyan Ping hurriedly turned her head away in a panic, her face unconsciously turning crimson.

Duan Zhengchun smiled, said nothing, and silently poured himself a full glass of wine.

Not long after, Yelü Qi led two people slowly into the hall. One of them was over forty years old and had a dignified appearance, while the other was a pretty woman.

"Young Master Duan, let me introduce you. This is my father, and this is my younger sister, Yelü Yan."

"Father, this is the famous young hero Duan Feng from the martial arts world."

Yelü Qi was very enthusiastic and introduced them to the various individuals.

Duan Zhengchun slowly stood up, clasped his hands in a fist salute to Yelü Chucai, and gave him a meaningful look.

"So you are Young Hero Duan. Although I have lived in Mongolia for a long time, I have heard a great deal about your reputation."

"I never imagined that Young Hero Duan would be so young. He is truly a force to be reckoned with."

Yelü Chucai also clasped his hands in a fist salute, praising him with a smile, showing no airs of a Mongolian Left Chancellor.

Then, everyone took their seats, and the banquet officially began under Yelü Qi's direction.

"You must be Miss Wanyan?"

Yelü Chucai turned to look at Wanyan Ping, who was sitting silently next to Duan Zhengchun, and slowly asked a question.

Wanyan Ping nodded slightly, then lowered her head in shame, speechless.

Yelü Chucai sighed and continued, "The war between the Jin and Mongol states back then had nothing to do with me, but now that I am the Left Prime Minister of the Mongol Empire, it is not wrong for you to come to my door seeking revenge."

"However, the deaths of your parents have no direct connection with my Yelü family. Apart from feeling sorry for you, I don't know what I can do to make amends."

Yelü Qi glanced at the silent Wanyan Ping and said, "Our Yelü family is also descended from the Liao Dynasty, not the Mongols. Many things we did were out of necessity. Please forgive us, Miss Wanyan."

Wanyan Ping slowly raised her head, glanced at Yelü Chucai and Yelü Qi with some guilt, and said softly, "Actually, I have figured out the reason. I know I shouldn't have come to find you, but I am burdened with a blood feud, and I really don't know who I should go to."

"The reason I found this place was actually because I happened to pass through Tiger Leap City and heard that the Left Prime Minister of Mongolia lived here, which led to the misunderstanding..."

Please forgive me for everything that happened in the past...

Upon hearing this, Yelü Qi smiled and shook his head, giving Wanyan Ping a reassuring look, and slowly said, "Since you've already said it, everything is in the past."

Wanyan Ping nodded, finally no longer as reserved as before.

"When two countries are at war, it is inevitable that some innocent people will lose their lives in the chaos of war, and the corpses will be piled up."

"This is not a personal grudge, but a national grudge. The fault lies with the war itself and those who gave the orders. If it weren't for their greed and ambition, there wouldn't have been so many deaths."

"Not long ago, I infiltrated the Mongol capital and killed the true empress. Consider it revenge for your parents. From now on, you no longer need to carry this hatred on your shoulders."

Duan Zhengchun slowly turned his head to look at Wanyan Ping and said earnestly.

Upon hearing this, all four people present were shocked and looked at Duan Zhengchun in disbelief.

The news of the murder of the true queen of Mongolia had already spread throughout the world, so how could they not know? They just didn't expect that the person who killed the true queen was sitting right in front of them!

"Young Master Duan..."

Yelü Qi looked at Duan Zhengchun in shock, hesitating to speak.

He never expected that Duan Zhengchun would openly admit to killing the real empress in front of the Left Chancellor of the Mongol Empire!

This trust deeply moved him.

After a moment of surprise, Yelü Chucai continued eating his food as if he hadn't heard anything at all.

Duan Zhengchun glanced at Yelü Chucai, who seemed completely unaffected, smiled, raised his wine cup to Yelü Qi, and downed it in one gulp.

Yelü Qi also raised his cup in return, drinking a cup with him, but the shock in his heart still lingered.

"Are you two aware of the destruction of the restaurants in the city?"

As Duan Zhengchun put down his wine cup, he changed the subject and asked slowly.

Yelü Qi frowned, and said gravely, "I've heard about it, but it has nothing to do with my father at the moment. I heard it's because someone killed someone in the restaurant..."

Yelü Qi stopped abruptly halfway through his sentence, because he had already guessed who the murderer was.

"Who gave that order?"

Duan Zhengchun continued to ask.

Yelü Qi hesitated for a moment, then said in a deep voice, "It should be the garrison commander of Huyue City; those who died were all his subordinates."

"In fact, my father and I have always hated the actions of the Mongol Tartars. Whenever there is a war, those Mongol Tartars burn, kill, and loot, committing all kinds of atrocities! We have long been disgusted by them, but there is nothing we can do about it!"

"Since the death of the Great Khan of Mongolia, the Empress Dowager has taken control of the government, appointing many treacherous officials, ostracizing the veterans of the previous dynasty, and regarding my father as a thorn in her side!"

"That's why my father was ostracized by the Empress Dowager's direct descendants and had no choice but to leave the capital and hide here, hoping to stay away from trouble."

Duan Zhengchun nodded, and after a moment of contemplation, he turned to look at Wanyan Ping beside him again and said softly, "I will kill the garrison commander of Huyue City, as a way to seek justice for the shopkeeper, his employees, and your parents."

What do you think?

Upon hearing Duan Zhengchun's words, Wanyan Ping raised her head in surprise, looking at Duan Zhengchun helplessly, speechless for a moment.

She didn't know why Duan Zhengchun, whom she had never met, cared about her so much, but she was extremely grateful from the bottom of her heart.

"Young Master Duan, I am, after all, the Left Prime Minister of Mongolia. When you make these decisions, could you please not say them aloud, or at least do it somewhere else?"

Yelü Chucai gave a wry smile, turned to look at Duan Zhengchun, and said with some helplessness.

Duan Zhengchun grinned and said calmly, "That's because I've long considered Zuo Xiang one of my own."

"One of our own?"

Upon hearing this, Yelü Chucai frowned and looked at Duan Zhengchun, seemingly understanding the meaning behind Duan Zhengchun's words very quickly.

“Since you are so ostracized in the Mongol court, it means they don’t consider you one of their own, and you are indeed not of the same blood as them.”

"No matter who holds power in the future, you will still be ostracized. In that case, why not abandon the darkness and embrace the light, and switch your allegiance to a wise ruler?"

Duan Zhengchun smiled and continued.

Yelü Chucai shook his head and smiled, then slowly said, "Young hero, you're not referring to the Song Dynasty, are you? As far as I know, the Song emperor is incompetent and corrupt, and treacherous officials are in power. It seems that the Song Dynasty is not much better off than I am now."

"Where is this enlightened ruler?"

Duan Zhengchun laughed and said, "The enlightened ruler I am referring to is not the Song court, but the millions of ordinary people of the Great Song Dynasty, as well as the upright heroes of the Central Plains martial arts world."

"At least I can guarantee the safety of your Yelü family and that one day they will be able to escape their current predicament."

After listening to Duan Zhengchun's words, Yelü Chucai frowned slightly and fell into deep thought.

What do you want me to do?

After a long silence, Yelü Chucai seemed to have finally made a decision. He looked at Duan Zhengchun again and asked a serious question.

"It's very simple. Just wait until the Mongol army launches another invasion of the Song Dynasty, and then send a message to the Beggars' Sect."

"The Empress is dead, and the Left Prime Minister should return to the capital to assume his post. Be careful not to be late, or you'll lose even the chance to back down."

Duan Zhengchun smiled and said something, then raised his wine cup again to toast, tilted his head back and drank it all in one gulp.

Yelü Chucai frowned slightly, said nothing more, and silently filled his wine cup, returning the toast to Duan Zhengchun...