My Promotion Story Through Time Travel

Chapter 202 Zhou Chaofeng

After a while, someone finally spotted Lin Ziping.

"Hey kid, what are you doing standing here?"

A young man dressed in white saw Lin Ziping and asked.

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone stopped what they were doing and looked at Lin Ziping.

Lin Ziping tightened his grip on the clothes he was holding and explained, "I... I passed the civil service examination this year, and a young boy brought me here just now."

After thinking for a moment, Lin Ziping continued, "Where should I report to?"

After speaking, he put down his luggage and clothes, took out the token, and handed it to the young man in white with both hands.

The young man looked the token over and over.

"Zhou Chaofeng, you're practicing swordsmanship again. What's the use of practicing so well if the Zhou family is never going to let you take over?"

Lin Ziping looked toward the source of the sound and saw a group of people dressed in red robes and armor laughing and playing around.

Who is Zhou Chaofeng?

Seeing that no one responded, Lin Ziping turned his gaze to the young man holding his token.

"Keep the token safe. This is the Imperial Guard. You've come to the wrong place." The young man returned the token to Lin Ziping.

Did we come to the wrong place?

Lin Ziping was dumbfounded. Where should he go?

With that thought in mind, I asked the question.

The young man has not yet answered.

The voice from before rang out again: "Zhou Chaofeng is talking to you. Don't think you're something special just because you have the surname Zhou. You're just the son of a prostitute from Chunhua Tower."

"Haha, Brother Wang, you don't know. To say he's the son of a prostitute is an understatement. Everyone in the capital knows he got his son through despicable means by a prostitute climbing into his bed. Who in the Zhou family would acknowledge him?" another voice rang out.

"Yes, Patriarch Zhou even named his child Chaofeng, to ward off evil and disaster. So, who do you think is evil, and who is disaster?"

The people behind the young man burst into laughter.

Oh, it's Chaofeng! I've been listening for so long, I kept getting the name wrong, I thought it was Chaofeng.

"Thank you, be careful!"

As Lin Ziping was bowing with his hands clasped, he saw a stone fly from behind the young man.

In the blink of an eye, Lin Ziping tackled the young man to the ground.

The stone made a "whoosh" sound as it rubbed against the air, and it stuck to the courtyard gate behind Lin Ziping.

"Where did this brat come from, daring to ruin my business?" The familiar voice sounded somewhat exasperated.

"hiss--"

Lin Ziping's hand scraped against the ground, breaking the skin. Blood mixed with ash and dirt looked rather shocking.

Lin Ziping's attention was drawn to the injury on his hand, and he didn't pay attention to what the man had just said.

"Are you alright?" the young man asked with concern as he got up from the ground.

"It's nothing," Lin Ziping shook his head.

"Wang Yongle, don't involve others in our business," the young man shouted, turning around.

“Zhou Chaofeng is no longer pretending to be a quail,” said the man who had spoken earlier.

So the young man was Zhou Chaofeng.

Lin Ziping secretly sized him up; he was quite handsome and looked like a good young man.

Then she turned her gaze to the man who was speaking.

He was dressed in a red robe and armor, looking imposing and about the same age as Zhou Chaofeng, around twenty years old.

It seemed that he had noticed Lin Ziping's gaze.

Wang Yongle looked at Lin Ziping and said, "Kid, do you know who I am? You dare to meddle in other people's business."

He looks like Zhou, Wu, Zheng, and Wang, and the first thing he says is his arrogant "My dad is Li Gang" attitude.

Lin Ziping remained silent, inwardly thinking: "You little brat, how come I don't know who you are?"

Having organized his thoughts, Lin Ziping casually clasped his hands in greeting and asked, "May I ask who you are?"

“I’m your father!” Wang Yongle said, hands on his hips.

"What did you say, grandson?" Lin Ziping asked innocently.

"Do you know the Wang family?" Wang Yongle asked.

"Oh, grandson is talking about the Wang family," Lin Ziping said with a smile, covering his mouth.

"Pfft—" Laughter erupted from the surrounding crowd.

"You..." Wang Yongle said angrily, "Who's laughing!"

The people around gradually quieted down.

Wang Yongle raised his eyebrows smugly and looked at Lin Ziping again: "Where did this country bumpkin come from? He doesn't know his place. Today, your father will teach him a lesson."

After saying that, he took a long whip from the weapon rack next to him.

"Snapped--"

The long whip came whistling through the air.

Lin Ziping quickly dodged.

Such a lack of martial ethics, resorting to violence without warning.

Having just arrived, I originally intended to behave myself.

Now that the fight has come to this, Lin Ziping is no longer pretending and is going to lay his cards on the table; he'll just have to fight first.

Lin Ziping picked up a stick from the ground, preparing to fight back.

Suddenly, a long sword appeared in sight and with two swift strokes, it severed the whip.

"Wang Yongle, do you really want to have a match with me?" Zhou Chaofeng stood in front of Lin Ziping, sword in hand.

The whip lay broken into several pieces on the ground.

A gust of wind blew by, causing Zhou Chaofeng's clothes to flutter.

“Zhou…chao…feng…” Wang Yongle said slowly and deliberately, pulling out the thing wrapped around his waist.

Lin Ziping stared intently, and the sunlight reflected off it, creating a cold glint.

Is this the legendary soft sword?!

If something seemed amiss, Lin Ziping would have liked to go over and investigate what material it was made of.

Wang Yongle and Zhou Chaofeng stood facing each other, each holding a weapon.

Suddenly a voice came from behind.

"Yongle..."

Wang Yongle was taken aback, wrapped the soft sword back around his waist, clasped his hands in a salute, and said, "Second Brother."

Lin Ziping turned around and saw Wang Changping, an acquaintance.

Zhou Chaofeng put down his sword, turned around, clasped his hands in greeting, and said, "Wang Tongzhi."

The crowd, which had been as quiet as chickens just moments before, now bowed and greeted, "Wang Tongzhi."

Lin Ziping stood there blankly, looking out of place.

Upon seeing this, Zhou Chaofeng quickly explained, "Wang Tongzhi, this young man is new here and doesn't know the rules yet, please forgive him."

"It's alright, Chaofeng, no need for such formalities." Wang Changping waved his hand and said to the others, "Here, we are all brothers-in-arms, no need for such formalities."

"Yes," the crowd replied.

At this moment, Wang Changping looked at Lin Ziping and said, "I didn't expect you to come to the capital. Lin Ziping, how have you been?"

Lin Ziping seemed to only then realize what was happening, and clasped his hands in greeting, saying, "Wang Tongzhi, I never expected to meet you here."

Wang Changping waved his hand and said, "No need for formalities. How did you end up in the capital? And even at the Imperial Guard?"

Lin Ziping explained, "I passed the civil service examination in the capital..."

"He took the wrong turn." Lin Ziping was interrupted by Zhou Chaofeng before he could finish speaking.

"Really?" As Wang Changping spoke, Lin Ziping seemed to feel everyone's gaze focused on him, as if he were being pricked by thorns.

"How did you end up here?" A head popped out from behind the courtyard gate; it was the young eunuch who had led him there earlier.

The situation became even more awkward.

The young eunuch also stared intently at Lin Ziping, his eyes filled with reproach.

Seeing this, Lin Ziping could only nod awkwardly: "Sorry, I went to the wrong place."

Zhou Chaofeng said to Wang Changping, "Comrade Wang, this Brother Lin just helped me. If there's nothing else, I'll take him away first."

Wang Changping asked, "Just now?"

Zhou Chaofeng readily agreed: "It was just me and Yongle joking around."

"Is that so?" Wang Changping turned his gaze to Wang Yongle.

Zhou Chaofeng also looked at Wang Yongle.

Wang Yongle glared fiercely at Zhou Chaofeng, glancing past Lin Ziping, and called out ingratiatingly, "Second Brother."