Zhuge Liang's Journey to Dominate the World: Starting from Another World

"An extraordinary background?"

An Lushan paced back and forth in the room. Logically speaking, he had heard of the highly skilled cultivators in these countries, so why did he need to make himself so mysterious?

"Did the Eighth Prince mention how the cultivator neutralized the poison?"

"He said this person's medical skills were indeed remarkable. Apparently, he found a special bloodline from Zhaoyuan Manor and used a life-for-life exchange to completely expel the cold poison from the Crown Prince's body!"

"Zhaoyuan Manor?"

An Lushan muttered to himself that he had been asking about any major developments at Zhaoyuan Manor these past few days, in order to guard against Zhuge Liang rescuing people.

Suddenly he stopped in his tracks, an incredulous look in his eyes. "Something's wrong here!"

"Young master, what could be the problem?"

An Lushan did not answer, but suddenly he roared as if possessed.

"That cultivator must be Zhuge Liang!"

"Young master, I doubt Zhuge Liang possessed such great abilities!"

“That’s right, it must be Zhuge Liang!” An Lushan repeated again, and then he continued.

"Although I only met him once, I could tell from his eyes that he was no good person. Did the Eighth Prince mention who he was referring to at Zhaoyuan Manor? Was it Zhao Fangteng?"

An Lushan seemed to have figured everything out and immediately asked.

"This...this letter doesn't mention it, so I suppose he doesn't know who it refers to either."

"What a clever escape!"

An Lushan slammed his hand on the table and said to himself.

He is now almost certain that this person is Kongming, but no matter how he imagines it, he can't figure out how Kongming could cure the poison of the Netherworld Cold Silkworm.

It must be said that An Lushan was exceptionally intelligent. When he heard that the cultivator who was treating the prince had mentioned someone at Zhaoyuan Manor, he immediately connected the two.

However, things turned out exactly as he had predicted...

"Send a message immediately, instructing the Eighth Prince to capture that cultivator at all costs, and also to notify our people lurking in Dadu to cooperate in this operation, so as not to ruin my grand plan!"

An Lushan's eyes were bloodshot, showing how much he valued the alliance with Zhao Jingmo.

Once the alliance succeeds, the influence of the An family's three prefectures will undoubtedly rise to a new level, making it impossible for them to take over the Tang Dynasty in the future.

If Kongming really rescues Zhao Fangteng, then Zhao Jingmo will definitely side with Li Guangling, and his plan will completely fall apart.

As a member of the Li Tang imperial family, Li Guangling would surely become a formidable enemy if allowed to grow stronger.

"Young Master, should we ask the Eighth Prince to report this matter to the Emperor?"

"No! It is a fact that Zhuge Liang cured the Crown Prince. If the Emperor finds out that the Crown Prince was poisoned and did not fall ill naturally, then the Eighth Prince will be the first to be affected, and even the things we have done will come to light. Our An family cannot afford to make such a powerful enemy!"

The guard nodded upon hearing this, then turned and left...

The Yuan Dynasty capital, Dadu.

Kongming and Zhu Bajie were arranged in a special inn for receiving foreign envoys, which was quite a high standard.

In the past few days, princes have been visiting one after another, partly to make friends and partly to express their gratitude for not killing him.

Kongming simply laughed it off. Now that Zhao Fangteng had been successfully rescued, the matter of Leizhou was a done deal. With Ji Yizhi offering advice on Li Guangling's side, Kongming didn't need to worry too much about what would happen next.

He decided to stay in Dadu for a while to see what else was worth his time.

They also wanted to let Zhu Bajie experience this bustling and colorful world. Coincidentally, the princes recommended a wonderful place.

Miaoyin Manor, as the most famous place of pleasure and debauchery in the imperial city of the Great Yuan Dynasty, has always been a place where literati, officials and nobles linger.

Tonight, Miaoyin Manor is brightly lit, filled with melodious music, sweet songs, and graceful dances, attracting a large number of distinguished guests to enjoy this rare evening.

"Brother, what's the point of just sitting here listening to music? I, Old Pig, have money and strength now, this...this..." Pigsy couldn't help but complain to Kongming as he watched the fairies-like women float by.

"You fool, this place is notorious for burning money. How long can you be happy with the meager sum you have?" Kongming advised, waving his feather fan.

"Don't you still have some? If you don't spend it, are you going to save it to breed more babies!"

Upon hearing this, Kongming smiled but ignored Zhu Ganglie. This guy was quite honest; without Kongming's permission, he dared not act rashly, for fear of being tricked.

Just then, a woman draped in a thin veil, with a graceful figure, arrived.

She bowed slightly to Kongming and Zhu Ganglie, and said softly, "Esteemed guests, is this your first time visiting us? Would you be willing to witness the unique skills of my Miaoyin Manor?"

"A special skill? Great, great!"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Bajie's eyes flashed with a sharp light. He was already eager to try the girls' amazing skills. He turned to look at Kongming, waiting for his decision.

Kongming smiled slightly, "Oh? The unique skills of Miaoyin Manor? I'd like to hear more about them." Kongming took a sip of tea and spoke slowly.

Upon hearing this, the woman smiled sweetly and introduced to Kongming, "Our Miaoyin Manor is not only famous for its singing and dancing, but also for its unique performance that combines the four arts of music, chess, calligraphy, and painting. You two are clearly not the vulgar kind of people, so why not come with me to experience this beauty of art that transcends the mundane world?"

"What's so interesting about that? I'm not going, I'm not going..." Zhu Ganglie, who was standing to the side, was immediately unhappy when he heard that the so-called special skill was actually this thing.

Kongming calmly shook his feather fan, stood up, and cupped his hands to the woman, saying, "Since that's the case, how can we refuse? Please lead the way, young lady."

"Brother, that thing doesn't sound fun at all. It's much more fun for me, Old Pig, to go play hide-and-seek with ten or eight girls!"

Zhu Ganglie complained, but seeing that Kongming had already gone with the woman, he stamped his foot and followed.

After passing through several gardens, they arrived at an extremely secluded and elegant courtyard.

Unlike other places where people sing and dance, and where there is noise everywhere, this place is decorated in an antique style, and a sense of tranquility makes people forget that they are in the bustling imperial city.

"What a wonderful place!" Kongming exclaimed.

"Young master, please follow me again." The woman led the two into an elegant room deep in the courtyard.

On the walls of the elegant room hung several paintings and calligraphy works, and on the table were displayed the Four Treasures of the Study: a chessboard, writing brush, ink, paper, and inkstone.

In the center sits a guqin (a seven-stringed zither), and a woman with her face veiled by a light veil sits before it, her fingers lightly plucking the strings, playing a melodious and beautiful tune.

"Miss, I think these two gentlemen are not the kind of people who are just pretending to be cultured, so I brought them here on my own," the woman leading the way said softly to the woman playing the zither.

The woman, her face veiled, did not stop what she was doing. She simply said, "Since you are here, please take a seat, young master. If you two are willing, you may enjoy this music with me."

As the music began, graceful women appeared one after another, dancing elegantly...