Jiang Hai and Wen Zhi followed the Xincheng soldiers who came to report to the room where Dugu Qiu was imprisoned.
When I pushed the door open, I saw Dugu Qiu leaning against the bed. The gunshot wound on his left leg had stopped bleeding, and it seemed that the problem was no longer serious.
Jiang Hai couldn't help but sigh. This old man's kung fu was truly remarkable. If it were someone else, they would have to undergo amputation to save their life. He wondered if this old man had some powerful qigong skills, similar to the ancestral hard qigong that Wenzhi also practiced.
Dugu Qiu was now tied up and completely unable to move.
Jiang Hai came up to him, pulled over a chair and sat down, then looked at him.
Dugu Qiu's face was pale, probably from the heavy bleeding. He kept silent, narrowing his weathered eyes. There was nothing he could do. He was now at the mercy of others, a fish on the chopping board. What could he do?
Jiang Hai said,
"Senior Dugu, there is no grudge between you and me. If you didn't want to kill me, I wouldn't do this to you."
"Hmph, whether you want to kill me or chop me up, it's all up to you."
"Hey, hey, hey, senior, that's superficial, isn't it? Although you want to kill me, I don't want to kill you. As I said before, there is no hatred between you and me, so why do this?"
"What do you want to say?" Dugu Qiu was a little puzzled as to what Jiang Hai wanted to do.
"Senior is known as the Dugu Swordsman, right?"
"Yes, what's wrong with that?"
"Have you ever heard of the saying, 'The greatest heroes serve their country and their people'?"
"The greatest hero is one who serves his country and his people?" Dugu Qiu repeated Jiang Hai's words and fell into deep thought.
"That's right, a so-called hero shouldn't just accept bounties and kill people, right? If that's all, I think he can only be considered a killer, not a hero.
You have excellent kung fu skills, and the world respects you as a swordsman. What have you done for your country and for the people?"
Dugu Qiu savored Jiang Hai's words carefully, and found every word to be a gem. He really used to think that it was not an exaggeration to be called a hero as long as one had enough martial arts skills.
What Jiang Hai said to him at this time made him feel that he was indeed unworthy of this title.
"I am ashamed." Dugu Qiu lowered his eyebrows and looked ashamed.
"Untie him, senior." Jiang Hai asked someone to untie Dugu Qiu.
"Aren't you afraid that I will attack you again?" Dugu Qiu was a little surprised.
"Not really."
Jiang Hai was calm and composed, and Wen Zhi was still beside him. Now that Dugu Qiu had lost his sword, how could he possibly touch Jiang Hai?
"Master Jiang is very generous."
Dugu Qiu nodded and admired Jiang Hai very much. Of course, he didn't know how powerful Wenzhi was. If he knew that this guy beat people like playing volleyball, he wondered what he would think.
"Senior, I have a small suggestion. I wonder if you are interested?"
Jiang Hai continued speaking, ready to see if he could persuade Dugu Qiu to come to Xincheng to help.
"But it's okay."
"I would like to invite you to come to my new city and be our martial arts instructor. I wonder if you are willing."
"What is a martial arts instructor?"
"It's just to teach our soldiers some martial arts routines, body movements and so on."
Dugu Qiu hesitated. What was this man up to? Was he planning a rebellion? And wouldn't one have to become his disciple to learn Kung Fu?
Seeing that Dugu Qiu did not answer, Jiang Hai continued,
"Don't worry, senior. When we get to New City, you'll naturally understand what kind of people we are. If you're willing, I can guarantee that what you do will be worthy of the title of Swordsman."
Dugu Qiu saw that Jiang Hai's eyes were firm and did not seem to be talking nonsense. He thought for a moment and said,
"Then it's fine for you to go and take a look. But there's something I need to resolve first."
"Senior, please speak."
"Since I don't intend to assassinate you again, I'd like to ask Young Master Jiang to return the five hundred taels of silver from the prince. I, Dugu Qiu, always keep my word. Since I won't accept his reward, it would be inappropriate for me to take his money again."
Dugu Qiu said seriously.
When Jiang Hai heard this, he started cursing.
"Damn it, Yang Zhe, my head is only worth five hundred taels, who are you trying to embarrass, bah."
"Five hundred taels is just a deposit. There will be another two thousand taels when the deal is done." Dugu Qiu added awkwardly.
"Two thousand five? That's too much of a disrespect for me. Damn it, if I'm only worth two thousand five, then he's worth two hundred and fifty at most."
Jiang Hai continued to be indignant. Dugu Qiu was completely confused. Why did Young Master Jiang care so much about how much a head was worth?
Jiang Hai did not take the banknote from Dugu Qiu, and said,
"I've paid back the money for you. Consider this money as compensation for your medical expenses. Go back and buy some supplements to replenish your body."
After saying that, Jiang Hai led his people away.
Dugu Qiu was at a loss holding the banknote. Hey, this young master seems to be quite generous and doesn't take five hundred taels of silver seriously.
After leaving Dugu Qiu's room, Jiang Hai went straight to where Qin Bai lived. He was a little upset because Yang Zhe paid too little for his head, and Young Master Jiang was very unhappy.
"Bai, I have something to talk to you about." Jiang Hai's voice arrived before he even showed up.
Qin Bai heard Jiang Hai calling him, opened the door and looked,
"What's the matter, Master?"
"Help me go back to the capital and beat up Yang Zhe. Mmm, break his legs, so he'll learn his lesson. Don't keep trying to pick on me. No need to hide your identity, just tell him directly that I want to beat him up. Got it?"
"Oh, okay, young master, is there anything else?" Qin Bai nodded in agreement.
"Well, let me think about it. Oh right, give him 12,000 taels after the fight and ask him to buy medicine. Please tell him to say, 'You idiot.'" Jiang Hai said to Qin Bai after a little thought.
Qin Bai nodded in understanding. He left Anping County that night with a dozen skilled soldiers and headed back towards the capital.
Qin Bai's room was very close to Dugu Qiu's room. Jiang Hai's shouting just now was very loud, and Dugu Qiu heard it.
Dugu Qiu was very emotional. Young Master Jiang had a very hot temper. The strangest thing was that he actually wanted to use ten thousand taels to humiliate Prince Xuan. This guy had a lot of money, and it seemed like it wouldn't be bad to hang out with him.
After explaining everything, Jiang Hai went downstairs to eat. When he arrived at the table, Cai Er saw Jiang Hai and immediately started eating, turning into a little hamster. Jiang Hai couldn't understand why this foodie didn't grow taller even though he ate so much. He looked no bigger than Jiang Xin.
"Cai'er, how old are you?" Jiang Hai asked Cai'er curiously.
"Fifteen."
Cai'er answered with her mouth puffed out, then seemed to have thought of something, put down her bowl and chopsticks, crossed her arms, and looked at Jiang Hai with some fear.
"Master, what do you want to do?"
"..." Jiang Hai was really convinced, "Eat, I won't do it. Tsk."
Cai'er was as if pardoned and started showing off her fandom again.
After dinner that night, Jiang Hai went back to his room to rest and did not go to look for Yuchi Ziling again.
…
The next morning, two pigeons landed one after another in the military camp north of Xincheng and flew into the pigeon cage.
After a while, a fast horse entered the new city from the north gate. The rider had a happy face and galloped towards Jiang Mansion.
When he reached the door, he threw his horse to the man at the door, and before he even entered, he started shouting,
"Master, Master, the young master is coming back to pick up his bride and is on the way."
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