A "Lin Daiyu" Fell From the Sky

Lu Qian helped Gao Jin, and soon they arrived at the entrance of Fan Hua Ju. The servants waiting at the entrance saw the young master come out and hurriedly led the horse over.

The horse was a fine horse, a tall and magnificent steed rarely seen in Tokyo, but Gao Jin's back prevented him from riding it.

"Fu'an, go and find me a carriage." This servant's name was given by Gao Jin's predecessor, wishing for wealth and good health.

He is indeed loyal, but he lacks common sense. Didn't you see that he can barely walk steadily now, yet he still leads the horse over?

Thinking of this, Gao Jin unconsciously rolled his eyes.

"I'm willing to die for you, young master!" Fu An gritted his teeth, his face flushed, and after saying this, he let go of the reins and ran off into the distance.

Fortunately, Lu Qian reacted quickly and caught the reins, preventing the horse from running away.

Gao Jin frowned. "Why is this kid so impulsive? Asking him to find a carriage is like asking him to fight someone to the death."

"His loyalty is commendable!" Lu Qian, who was supporting Gao Jin, exclaimed from the side.

Having lost interest in continuing the conversation, Gao Jin remembered the important matter: seeking justice from the system!

"system!"

【I am here. 】

Why aren't strength, agility, physique, and intelligence considered abilities?

[The system is determining that these are numerical values.]

"Then tell me, what's the use of the ability to copy?"

[They're both useful; they can help the host quickly increase male favorability.]

What is my gender?

The host is generally male.

"What's the point of increasing my attractiveness to men? Give it to them? I'm straighter than the Heavenly Avenue!"

[How can you attribute such a superficial level of affection to relationships between men and women? Affection also exists between people of the same sex; you generally call them confidants.]

Gao Jin remained silent. Even though he was uneducated, he knew that in later societies, men had an extremely high level of affection for certain men.

For example, Qin Shi Huang, Huo Qubing, Cao Cao, Liu Bei, Zhuge Liang... all have corresponding male characters with maximum favorability.

"Let's put aside the issue of goodwill for now. Where am I supposed to find a bunch of men in this era who are willing to call me 'brother'?"

[This is something the host should consider. Also, why is the host now limiting it to men again?]

Gao Jin began to recall if there were any particularly powerful female military generals in the Song Dynasty... After pondering for a long time, the ignorant Gao Jin could only remember Mu Guiying, and he didn't even know if she was from the Southern or Northern Song Dynasty.

If he had known he would time travel, he would have memorized all the history related to the Song Dynasty! Gao Jin secretly regretted not being fully prepared before time travel.

...

The carriage slowly made its way through the city of Tokyo. Fu An led the horse along the way, and the coachman was a hired coachman; the carriage was his own.

Lu Qian did not go to the Gao residence with Gao Jin. Instead, he helped Gao Jin into the carriage and went back to report to Gao Qiu.

Gao Jin was drowsy in the carriage, and his body had regained some strength. The soreness in his lower back had temporarily disappeared, and at least for now, he could walk on his own.

"Young master, young master." The carriage had stopped at some point, and Fu'an called out to Gao Jin in a low voice from outside the small window.

Disturbed from his sleep, Gao Jin was quite impatient. "Why are you bothering me?"

"Young Master was summoned from that brothel by the Grand Commandant today, and I suppose he didn't have enough fun. I know a place, a little winding, but it's in the same direction as the Grand Commandant's mansion. Would you like to go and have some fun?" Fu An's fawning voice came from outside the small window.

Gao Jin suspiciously opened the small window and looked at Fu An.

It's not that I doubt Fu An can find fun places to go; people from all walks of life can often find fun places to go in this Tokyo city.

Gao Jin wondered if the kid was genuinely stupid or just pretending. Didn't Fu An understand that he needed to recuperate? Did he want to completely ruin his kidneys before this guy was satisfied?

As if understanding Gao Jin's concerns, Fu An explained enthusiastically, "The Grand Commandant won't be back to his residence until after he finishes his duties, so there's still more than half a day to go. I'll make sure to find a fun and exciting place for the young master."

Hearing Fu An's explanation, Gao Jin realized he had misunderstood him before; it must be a place for simple fun. Thinking that he wouldn't have much to do after returning home, he figured he might as well go and broaden his horizons. "Alright, Fu An, lead the way. I'll go and see what's going on."

The carriage, which had stopped, turned around and began to move slowly.

To be honest, Gao Jin had already lowered his expectations for the ancient people's games. But when he actually arrived, he couldn't help but feel disappointed; it was just a temple fair.

It was indeed bustling with people, shoulder to shoulder, and looked quite lively. There were vendors selling food, drinks, and fresh fish... But, there's always a "but." The market he went to in his hometown back in the early 2000s was much better than this!

But, well, we're already here.

Gao Jin called Fu An over and instructed him to buy some food and drinks. He then closed the small window and sat in the carriage to wait.

Instead of watching the commotion here, I'd rather go back to my residence and train those pigeons.

A thought flashed through Gao Jin's mind: "I should eat something and then leave. Eating something here should satisfy the loyal Fu An."

A moment later, Fu Anxing's hurried voice rang out from outside the small window, "Young master, I've bought the things for you. There's even some money left..."

Lifting the curtain of the carriage, Gao Jin took the food from Fu An's hand, "The rest of the money is yours."

"Thank you for the reward, young master!" Fu An happily stuffed the remaining copper coins into his pocket.

Before Gao Jin could even take a couple of bites, Fu An's voice came in from outside the window again, "Young Master, come and see."

"What is it now?" Gao Jin opened the small window of the carriage.

Fu An pointed to the stall selling rouge and face powder in the distance, "What a beautiful woman! Young master, please take a look."

Looking in the direction Fu An was pointing, there was a beautiful woman in front of the stall, her figure as alluring as a ripe peach.

Before Gao Jin could offer any comment, Fu An cupped his hands in greeting and said, "Young Master, you're not in the mood today. Let me invite that beauty to come to the carriage for a chat." With that, he led a few idlers toward the woman in a swaggering manner.

Fu An's unauthorized actions displeased Gao Jin. Moreover, he seemed to have lost his mind, insisting on harassing respectable women during the day. Did Gao Jin lack the money to go to brothels and find masters? He was indeed a low-class person who couldn't be considered respectable.

Gao Jin frowned and sized up the beautiful woman in the distance. Seeing that she was well-dressed and adorned with gold and silver jewelry, he knew she must come from a wealthy family. He didn't bother to call the others back loudly; Fu An was going to suffer a bit on this trip.

As expected, Fu An and a few idlers surrounded the beautiful woman and made a show of force for a while. Suddenly, an official rushed out from the side and knocked Fu An to the ground with a few punches and kicks. The remaining idlers were caught in a dilemma, unable to run or stay, and could only stand there and surround the official and the beautiful woman.

The official wore a blue gauze turban with pointed ends, two white jade rings with beaded sideburns at the back of his head, a single green silk robe with floral patterns, a silver belt with double tails and a tortoise-shell pattern around his waist, and a pair of black boots with upturned toes. He carried a folding paper fan from Sichuan. He had a leopard's head and round eyes, a swallow's chin and a tiger's beard, and was about eight feet tall and thirty-four or thirty-five years old.

Gao Jin looked at the face from afar in the carriage; it seemed familiar, but he couldn't quite place it. He didn't know much about the original owner's memories. After discovering the system here, he took the gold and silver and went to the bustling residence to experience life.

Judging from the man's clothes, he looks like a military officer. Could he be under my father's command?

The crowd watching from afar erupted in another uproar as the man grabbed Fu An by the collar with one hand and lifted him up.

Gao Jin saw that the man had no weapon and that they were in Tokyo, so Fu An was probably not in any danger. It wouldn't be a bad thing to let him suffer a little pain and teach him a lesson for his arrogant nature.

Gao Jin, enjoying the show, ate his snacks and drank his beverage while stealing glances into the distance. He had a feeling somewhat like someone from his past life, munching on melon seeds and watching the excitement.

A moment later, Gao Jin's smile vanished. The man was carrying Fu An and walking straight toward him.

Fu An is not fit for important tasks.

Upon reaching the carriage, the man tossed Fu'an to the ground, cupped his hands in greeting, and said loudly, "I wonder if I, Lin, have offended the young master in any way?"

Ignoring his own pain, Fu'an, lying on the ground, cried out as if he had found his anchor, "Young master! Lin Chong doesn't give you any face! I went to invite the young lady to sit down and rest, and he beat me up like this!"

In the distance, a beautiful woman covered her face and sobbed; in front of her, Lin Chong, who was thirty-four years old, and Lu Qian, who had left earlier.

Is this really the Water Margin?

An idea suddenly exploded in Gao Jin's mind.

He thought of the word "brother" that was constantly heard in the TV series Water Margin.

"Please, Instructor Lin, teach this brat what it means to shut up!" Gao Jin shouted without thinking.