Feng Qingzi read the order from Prince Yong and did not dare to neglect it. After all, if he wanted to have power, he had to rely on Prince Yong. However, he had been in the wealthy and noble village for too long and felt reluctant to leave. Before leaving, he even threw himself on Princess Zhao and gave her a warm and affectionate hug.
Half an hour later, Feng Qingzi set off with his disciple, Yang Wuqi, a young Taoist priest formerly from the City God Temple in Jin County. Following Feng Qingzi's instructions, Yang Wuqi picked out the most inconspicuous carriage at Prince Zhao's mansion. The driver, a groom from Prince Zhao's mansion, covered his head and face so tightly that only his eyeballs were visible. He cursed Feng Qingzi inwardly all the way.
He was not a legitimate master, and he was disturbing people in such a cold weather. When the car bumped a little, Yang Wuqi started to curse in a high-pitched voice, which made the coachman angry as well.
He just responded angrily. Is it his fault that the road is bumpy?
As soon as he finished speaking, the coachman fell headfirst off the carriage.
There is another wronged soul in Feng Qingzi's space.
As Yang Wuqi drove the carriage, he secretly regretted that he should not have said too much. It was really cold that day. Even though he took off the cotton hat on the handlebars and covered his mouth and nose, he was still freezing cold due to the biting wind.
The Prince of Zhao's Mansion was built in Jin County, nestled against the mountains and beside the water, less than ten miles away from the south gate of Jin County. When Feng Qingzi was almost outside the south gate, he heard from afar that the city seemed to be very lively, with people beating gongs and drums. It was not a festival, so he had no idea what was going on.
When they arrived outside the South Gate, he asked Yang Wuqi to find out what was going on.
Yang Wuqi stopped the carriage and returned shortly after entering. "Master, the governor of the prefecture has arrived in Jin County. He has come to reward Magistrate He for the hybrid bean project. The people are celebrating the increase in grain production and are spreading the news."
Feng Qingzi scoffed. After Yang Wuqi caught the car and headed for Baisha Town, he suddenly remembered the day he left Dingjia Village. He'd vaguely heard the neighing of horses in the village. At the time, his soul-moving technique had failed, so he didn't think much of it. But now, thinking to himself, it seemed like he'd heard more than just one or two horses that day. Something was indeed amiss.
"Hurry up." He asked Yang Wuqi to speed up.
"Yes!" Yang Wuqi swung a whip. Now he had to speed up even if he had to use a knife.
Near noon, Yang Wuqi drove the carriage into Baisha Town. Feng Qingzi planned to have dinner at a restaurant before going to Dingjia Village.
The master and disciple arrived at Zhang Mazi's Dingsheng Restaurant. Feng Qingzi had just gotten off the carriage when, as luck would have it, the one-eyed dragon Tu Yidao and several of his men came out of the restaurant and bumped into them head-on.
"Great, Ding Laowu, now you have enough money to buy a carriage. It's time to pay off the money you owe to our boss, right?" Tu Yidao waved his head, and several of his street thugs immediately surrounded Feng Qingzi and his apprentice.
"If you don't want to die, get out!" Yang Wuqi shouted.
It happened to be market day today, and villagers from all over the country came to the town to sell their goods. The street in front of the restaurant was bustling with people. Otherwise, even if Tu Yidao and his men had nine lives, it would not be enough for them to be chopped by his master and his apprentice.
"Oh, a mosquito yawns with such a peculiar whiff." Tu Yidao pointed his thumb at himself, "I haven't seen anyone on this street who dares to talk to you, Master Tu, like that in years. I think you're itching for a beating!"
He was talking to Yang Wuqi, but as soon as he finished speaking he raised his fist and punched Feng Qingzi.
Passersby on the street shook their heads, thinking that this country boy was going to suffer a great loss. Then a scream was heard, and passersby thought it was made by the country boy. But when they looked closely, they found it was Tu Yidao.
He threw a punch, but it was caught by Feng Qingzi. Feng Qingzi wrapped his fist with his hand and twisted it lightly, and with a "crack", he broke his wrist, causing him to roll on the ground in pain.
"Damn it, you're looking for death!"
Tu Yidao's men had beaten Lao Wu badly last time, and they thought he was just a brave man who had taken advantage of the situation. They didn't take him seriously at all, and rushed towards Feng Qingzi with howls. Without exception, they were all knocked to the ground by his sweeping kick, and could only huddle together and wail.
It's true that you can't judge a person by his appearance. Some people who often walk around the town know that none of Tu Yidao and his gang of gambling house keepers are good people, so they couldn't help but cheer.
Yang Wuqi glanced at Tu Yidao and the others as if they were dog shit, and followed Feng Qingzi towards the restaurant. At this time, an old woman rushed out from the side and punched Feng Qingzi on the shoulder.
"You idiot! You still dare to come back? Why don't you die outside? When you come back, you don't tell me you're going to die. Now that you have money, you run out and eat alone. You will not die a good death..."
The old woman was none other than Mrs. Meng, and not far away stood Mrs. Gao and Mrs. Ding Gui. Mrs. Meng had brought Mrs. Gao and her son to visit Ding Zhu, and on the way, she went to the market to buy some tobacco for Old Ding. Only when they arrived in town did they learn that Wu Fengfu and his wife had taken Ding Zhu to the countryside to visit Wu Fengfu's mother.
Wu Fengfu's other concubine hated Ding Zhu so much that she didn't like Ding Zhu's family at all. Not only did she ridicule the three Mengs, she also kicked them out without even inviting them to lunch.
Meng was in a bad mood, cursing all the way, and when she walked onto the street, she unexpectedly bumped into Lao Wu and was stopped by Tu Yidao and his men. Ding Gui opened his mouth to call him Uncle Wu, but she quickly covered his mouth with hers. She had no intention of giving herself up to be beaten up by Tu Yidao and his men.
She was about to leave with Gao's mother and son, but when she heard a scream, she looked back.
After all, it crawled out of my own stomach.
Unexpectedly, when she looked back, she saw that the person who fell was not Lao Wu but Tu Yidao. Before she could react, Feng Qingzi had dealt with that group of street urchins again and beat them until they cried for their parents.
Oh my god, what good fortune had happened to Wu'er after hiding away for a while, that she had become so powerful? Before Meng could recover from her shock, she saw him start to enter the restaurant.
This won't do. How much money would it cost to have a meal in a restaurant? In a hurry, she rushed over, so fast that she didn't look like an old lady at all.
"Where did this crazy woman come from?" Yang Wuqi stepped forward to pull Meng away, but she slapped him several times in the face and stunned him.
"What's it to you if I beat my son? Where did you come from, little bastard? How dare you interfere with my parenting? I'll beat you to death!"
Meng put her hands on her hips and started scolding him.
When Yang Wuqi slapped herself on the head, she saw Feng Qingzi winking at him, telling him not to do it again. Then when he heard her calling herself his master's mother, he knew that she was the mother of his master's physical body, so he had to swallow his anger for the time being.
"You hit my master, and I can't say anything?" Yang Wuqi rubbed his face which was hot from the beating.
"Master?" Meng was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Feng Qingzi. "You've even accepted an apprentice from outside. What can you teach him? How to farm or how to pay off gambling debts?"
Feng Qingzi was momentarily stumped by her question. At this moment, Ding Gui rushed over. He could no longer contain himself. He shook off his mother's hand, stepped forward, grabbed Feng Qingzi's clothes and said, "Fifth Uncle, have you learned martial arts? Teach me, please teach me. I'm always bullied by Ma Xiaomai and Dabao. They all learned martial arts. Once I learn it, I can seek revenge on them. Please teach me, please?"
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