Chapter 115: Chen Haoran Righteous Qi

"Aunt Liu, are you okay?"

Xiao Yu's face didn't show much worry, and her demeanor wasn't as cautious as the other aunts and guards; there was only curiosity in her eyes.

Aunt Liu was slapped ten times by the government office runner with a diamond-shaped sign order.

Originally it was more than ten slaps, but Aunt Liu finally softened and was willing to pay money to redeem her crime.

Zhu Yitao accepted her two hundred taels of crime-negotiation silver, but still had to beat her ten slaps as a bottom line.

The government office runner still knew Aunt Liu's power and didn't dare to use force... later Aunt Hu was also slapped, ten slaps that reddened Aunt Liu's cheeks and swollen her lips.

But the first ten slaps directly made Aunt Hu's mouth bleed, and the difference was very obvious.

But even if the injury wasn't serious, the humiliation wasn't low.

From being beaten all the way back to Clear Water Bay, Aunt Liu looked gloomy and didn't say a word.

When parting with the madams at the Clear Water Bridge entrance, she didn't give any instructions, didn't make a concluding speech.

She didn't even wave to them.

The madams also looked awkward, feeling very ashamed, didn't gather in twos and threes to gossip, and scattered cleanly.

"Sigh, you all saw it, right?"

Aunt Liu sighed, looked around at the aunts and girls in the room, and said bitterly: "This is the end of being a brothel woman; no matter how high you climb in this line of work, you are still a brothel woman, a low-class person looked down upon.

Not to mention official status, but if I were an ordinary commoner tonight, Zhu Yitao would also have to respectfully call me 'Heroine Liu' and bow to me."

She meant that she was highly skilled in martial arts, with the internal power of "Hun Yuan Wu Liang" and the Nine Flower Sword Intent.

"Aunt, what is the meaning of saying this in the Red Sleeve Workshop! We didn't choose to be brothel women ourselves; our great-grandfather committed a crime, the whole family was charged into the Teaching Division, father, mother, younger brother, younger sister, all are brothel women and turtle men.

We also want to meet a rich and powerful destined one who can use connections and spend a lot of money to redeem us, but we can't meet one!" said "Bitao," the top card who looked like a certain star from the previous life, sighing.

Aunt Liu said muffledly: "I am not advising you to work hard and make progress; I am telling you to understand that brothel women cannot float too high, must always understand their identity, and must know how to advance and retreat...

Sigh, actually working hard and making progress is still very useful.

You just haven't met a destined one, it's not that there are no destined ones in the world.

There are quite a few who were once like us, drifting in the dust, but now rank among the prominent and have been granted titles.

Read more books, practice the sword diligently; the stronger your ability, the more room you have for choice.

Of course, as a brothel woman, don't be too picky with your eyes.

Being high-minded and low-handed, frivolous and arrogant, will lead to being slapped like me."

"Aunt, cheer up, you are the leader of Clear Water Bay!" Xiao Yu shouted.

Aunt Liu cheered up.

She had been lying in the master's chair like a dead fish, listless and completely discouraged.

At this moment, she jumped up like an electrocuted big black fish, pointed at Xiao Yu's nose and cursed: "You

"Aunt is going to talk about the brick thing again?" Xiao Yu cried out aggrievedly: "I was helping you! Back then, the Tong brothers spoke rudely to you and even dared to draw knives on you, the boss of Qingshuiwan. If I remained indifferent, wouldn't I be heartless and ungrateful?"

Jin Lian also said: "Aunt, to speak from the heart, when you were wronged at the government office, we sisters felt the same and felt bad for you, but you can't be bullied outside and come home to vent your anger!

At that time, it wasn't just Little Little Fengxian who took action.

Even I threw a stool from the second floor and cracked a runner's head open."

Aunt Liu put her hands on her hips and roared at Jin Lian: "I, the dignified boss of Qingshuiwan, on my own turf, at my own door, can't even suppress a few runners and need you to help me find justice?

Don't say Tong Er hadn't drawn his knife yet; even if he had drawn it and held it to my neck, I would still be calm and in control of the whole situation."

Xiao Yu nodded repeatedly and said: "Aunt, don't be angry. I, a Sha Man from the Northern Wilderness, am new here and don't understand the local customs.

Next time I see Aunt with a knife held to her neck, I will only cheer from the sidelines and will never intervene."

Aunt Liu rolled her eyes in anger, "Get out, get lost, all of you get lost!"

Xiao Yu trotted out while shouting: "Aunt, stop talking, your lips are swollen and broken, they're bleeding!"

"Clang~~" A teacup was thrown from afar, smashing against the door frame behind her.

Xiao Yu ran back to Xiaojing Pavilion and happily told Hong Qu in detail about "Zhu Yitao retrying the fake silver case."

Although Hong Qu was not excited and didn't chase after her asking questions, she listened to the whole story very quietly, and there seemed to be more cheerful emotions between her brows.

"Zhu Yitao said he is a student of the Sage Kong, what is this about?" Xiao Yu asked curiously.

At this time, the Central Plains is still Great Qin, has Confucianism already flourished to the Western countries?

Hong Qu asked: "You have been in the Shu Kingdom for a while, haven't you heard of the great name of Sage Kong?"

"Maybe I only come into contact with commoners, Sage Kong is too high-end."

Mother Zhang went to a martial arts school when she was young, but she never memorized the "Analects."

Hong Qu's face showed her signature sneer again, saying: "I really don't know where the Western Shu barbarians get the face to call themselves 'Little China of the West'!

Xiao Yu, if you were in my Great Lu Kingdom, let alone the capital Jin Yang, you could see numerous Confucian scholars and Confucian academies in any small border county."

Xiao Yu's heart stirred. Although she didn't remember the map of the Central Plains during the Spring and Autumn and Warring States periods at all, she vaguely remembered that Master Kong seemed to be from the Lu Kingdom.

But Master Kong is a Shandong man, is there a Jin Yang in Shandong?

"It is said that the kings of the Western countries are all descendants of the nobles of the Central Plains, and your Lu Kingdom also established a 'Central Plains Lu Kingdom' in the East." She asked.

Hong Qu said proudly: "That's right, the monarch of my Great Lu Kingdom and the ancestors of the eight great families were all princes and sons of the Central Plains.

Besides the princes of the Central Plains Lu Kingdom, there are also descendants of the Zhao, Chu, and other countries that vied for hegemony in the Central Plains with the violent Qin.

For example, Jin Yang City was built by the ancestors of the Queen of Zhao.

And for example, Uncle Kong, he comes from the Kong family, one of the eight great families, and the Western Lu Kong family is a branch of the direct descendants of Sage Kong."

"Uh, the flag-hunting immortal Kong Zan is actually a descendant of Sage Kong..." Xiao Yu felt a bit strange in her heart.

Hong Qu glanced at her, did not continue to talk about the slightly sensitive topic of Kong Zan, and said: "At that time, the hundred schools of thought contended in the Central Plains, and Confucianism originated early in the Lu Kingdom, but for various reasons, it could not become the mainstream in the Central Plains.

When the Lu nobles and the descendants of the Kong family brought Confucianism to the Western wilderness, let alone a hundred schools of thought, there wasn't even one school of thought, so Confucianism naturally flourished and was accepted by the major vassal states.

But when it comes to the prosperity of literary style, it has to be our Great Lu!"

"The title of 'Little China of the West' can only belong to our Great Lu."

Hong Qu's voice was sonorous and powerful, her little face dignified and solemn, as if she were making a solemn declaration.

Xiao Yu didn't feel anything, only asked: "Can Confucianism achieve longevity?"

Hong Qu looked at her with the eyes of someone looking at a lunatic and said: "If I could achieve longevity, why would I still desperately seek immortal fate?"

"Confucianism can't help scholars cultivate special true qi? Reading Daoist scriptures can cultivate Daoist qi, reading Confucian classics, can't it cultivate a little 'Confucian qi'?" Xiao Yu said.

Hong Qu nodded and said: "It is possible, my father cultivated a thick 'Chen Haoran Zhengqi' (Noble Spirit), but Confucianism is a study of entering the world, it can only enter the world to stabilize the country and help the people, it cannot save people from the world to become immortals.

There are three thousand Great Daos, countless techniques, only the Golden Core is the only correct path, the rest are all side paths."

Xiao Yu probed: "Has your father taught you the cultivation method of Chen Haoran Zhengqi?"

Hong Qu squinted at her, "You want to learn?"

Xiao Yu said solemnly: "I admire the holy path of Confucianism and want to be a disciple of Sage Kong."

Hong Qu said faintly: "Uncle Kong is also a descendant of a sage, yet he still abandoned Confucianism and went into the mountains to cultivate strange arts.

Even Sage Kong himself only passed away, not ascended to become an immortal."

"Wait until I encounter immortal fate, then you can tell me these things." Xiao Yu said.

——Can't even get enough to eat, yet complaining that the fat meat is too greasy!

Hong Qu shook her head and said: "I told you, my father never taught me any martial arts.

Even if you learn it without practicing, you will still think about it in your heart, and your spirit and breath will gradually be affected."

That night, Xiao Yu, as usual, jumped out of the pool around the fourth watch (two in the morning), wiped the water off her body, and returned to bed to rest.

Just as she lay down, Hong Qu at the other end of the bed turned over and pressed one of her legs under her chest.

Just as Xiao Yu was about to kick her butt, her sole suddenly felt a bit of itching.

Xiao Yu was startled, "Could this dead girl not have eaten enough tonight and is licking my feet like a midnight snack?"

But soon she realized something was wrong, the restlessness in her palm was very regular... Don't move!

It's three words!

Xiao Yu was surprised and uncertain, but understood that Hong Qu was not eating a midnight snack.

She covered herself with a thin quilt, her breath gradually stabilized, as if she were fast asleep.

"Before going to Flying Immortal Ferry, my father taught me 'Chen Haoran Zhengqi'.

He worried that he would never return, worried that I would find it hard to continue my immortal fate in this lifetime, so Chen Haoran Zhengqi is used as a final fallback.

When I was caught by Yan Feiying, the Prince of Qinghe sent people to interrogate me.

Chen Haoran Zhengqi cannot become an immortal, but it is still an immortal martial arts treasure that people in the world crave.

I claimed that for the sake of immortal fate, I didn't understand any martial arts, so you just need to memorize the formula, absolutely do not practice it.

Actually, you don't have the conditions to practice it now either.

To practice a mouthful of Chen Haoran Zhengqi, you must read ten thousand volumes of books.

Not limited to Confucian works, you must thoroughly understand the classics of the hundred schools, use your own thoughts as a furnace, refine the hundred classics, and condense your own Confucian Dao, only then will a thread of true qi fall from the Niwan Palace and enter the four limbs and bones.

It's not internal qi, it's true qi.

Chen Haoran Zhengqi does not require a strong physique, the key is spirit and ideals.

Once Chen Haoran Zhengqi is cultivated, it is directly true qi that resonates with heaven and earth, not internal qi born from the bloodline."

The formula is a bit long, six or seven hundred words, many of which Xiao Yu saw for the first time.

Fortunately, her memory has been excellent in this life, especially after the Kunpeng transformation.

She didn't recognize or know how to read them, but she remembered the shapes of the characters.

The next day, after Hong Qu and Xiao Yu got up, neither showed any abnormality.

It was only during the Daoist scripture recitation in the afternoon that Hong Qu used sentences from the Daoist scriptures to explain the pronunciation and meaning of some obscure words and sentences to her.

Xiao Yu felt warm inside, although she didn't express her gratitude directly, her relationship with Hong Qu became even closer.

"Feather girl, Little Little Fengxian, Little Fengxian..."

That night, around eight or nine o'clock, a faint low call suddenly came from behind the courtyard wall.

Appearing and disappearing, sneaky, dim and unclear.

Xiao Yu immediately thought that another old ghost had come to find her.

But when she spread her perception (not spiritual power, but the enhancement of the five senses and heart sense by internal strength), she felt the breath of a living person—heartbeat and breathing.

And it was somewhat familiar.

"Mother Zhang?"

She jumped onto the wall and looked down. In the dark corner of the wall, an old woman with graying hair was huddled.

Isn't that Mother Zhang?

"In the middle of the night, what are you doing here? Also—oh my, what's wrong with you? Your face is so pale, and you have dark circles, are you sick?"

The wall is three or four meters high, and it's hard to see clearly standing on it.

When she landed next to Mother Zhang, Xiao Yu was surprised to find that she had become much more haggard after only one day of not seeing her.

"Sigh, take this thing away!" Mother Zhang stuffed an object into Xiao Yu's palm, as if she had unloaded a ten-thousand-jin burden, let out a long breath, her face looked much better, and she said: "Carrying this thing, I didn't sleep peacefully all night yesterday, fearing that I would lose it or break it, and wouldn't be able to answer to the Xu family.

When I got up today, I really didn't know how to deal with it. If I leave it at home, I'm afraid it will be stolen by thieves.

After all, our small household is the same as not closing the door in front of thieves who come and go.

If I carry it on me, I'm worried about losing it, and I'm afraid of bumping it and breaking this precious thing, it really worries me to death.

Today, Squire Hou on West Street is celebrating his birthday, and he invited the Changchun Troupe to sing a big play at the street corner, with gongs and drums making a lot of noise and people everywhere. I also wanted to watch the play and eat two pieces of dim sum, but I didn't dare to leave the house, it's so uncomfortable!"

Xiao Yu said strangely: "It's just a dead object, you could bury it under the bricks in the wall corner, or stuff it into the dog kennel, who would know?"

Mother Zhang said: "Heaven knows, earth knows, ghosts and gods know, the key is that I know myself, and if I know, I will worry."

"If you are really worried, you can find an opportunity to quietly return it to Xu Huier." Xiao Yu said.

"You decide, once you decide, you go quietly and return it to her." Mother Zhang said.

Xiao Yu said helplessly: "I don't even know where the Xu family is, and unlike you, I can't run around everywhere."

Mother Zhang pondered: "I think Zhu Yitao is right, gamblers cannot be trusted, you can't hand over all the money to Old Xu.

It's best to hide the jade pendant first, and wait until Xu Huier grows up and gets married, then take it out as a dowry."

"You are still very calculating!" Xiao Yu said.

Mother Zhang rolled her eyes, "I have eaten more salt than you have eaten rice."

"Then the jade pendant..."

"You are an expert who comes and goes high, you are not afraid of thieves, you keep it."

——But aren't you worried that I'll be a thief?

This thought only passed through her heart and then disappeared without a trace. Saying it to Mother Zhang would seem too pretentious.

"Alright, I'll keep it, and when you feel Xu Huier needs it one day, come find me."