No matter how high-spirited and righteous those Jianghu people were, once they were in prison and tortured, they were no different from other ordinary people. Over time, Old Li also realized that all those Jianghu chivalrous and heroic spirits were just empty words, just bandits, no different from those constables who extorted money.
Evildoers will be punished by evildoers, and it cannot even be said that good and evil will be rewarded in the end.
The young man in front of him was carrying a long cloth bag and had a calm look in his eyes, which reminded Old Li of the well in his childhood village, which was calm and unfathomable.
It makes people feel uneasy for no reason.
"Okay, thank you for taking me on this trip." However, Xu Shiqing smiled, as bright and beautiful as a green willow in spring: "My younger brother is spoiled and naughty. I hope you can give him more guidance considering he is still young."
He frowned slightly, as if worried. "I'll be traveling around this area for a while. If my brother needs anything, please inform the owner of the inn called Shili Pavilion, which has a foot-long dagger embedded in its plaque, within reasonable limits."
"This is my token of trust. The shopkeeper is my good friend and will take care of my brother's request. If you have any trouble, you can also ask him, as long as it is not against moral principles."
The young man's words were earnest, and his behavior, which resembled bribery, was hard to blame.
Let's not talk about bribing jailers to improve the prisoners' living standards. This is something that everyone knows. Even if Xu Shiqing directly said that he hoped Liu Wuyu could eat, drink, sleep and live well in the cell, as long as there was enough money, they would not be unable to do it.
It's a matter of turning a blind eye.
But the other party actually understood that he might be in trouble...
Old Li took the jade pendant. He looked at the boy inside, who was not even an adult yet and was only a few years older than his grandson, so he couldn't help but love him for the boy.
"Take care." This time he spoke sincerely.
In this country, the martial arts world is not so desirable. In such a big world, real heroes are rare. Most of them are bandits who rely on kung fu to bully men and women, extort money, and kill and rob.
Sometimes, in the eyes of ordinary people, the so-called people of the world and knights are just thugs used by merchants and government officials, or just ruffians.
There were chivalrous men like the young man in front of him, who spoke in a calm tone and treated him, a jailer, with great respect. However, before today, Old Li had only heard of them from storytellers in teahouses. Now that he finally understood the truth, it was a moving experience.
The jailer has seen too many people and has come into contact with all kinds of villains in the prison. He can tell whether a person is good or bad, whether he is wronged or guilty of a heinous crime.
The young man in the prison had a clear and honest look. When he first arrived, he was provoked and mocked by other prisoners. Even if he jumped up and down, he couldn't utter any vulgar words. But the young knight treated people calmly and politely, and his words and conversation were full of consideration.
Most importantly, they respect any stranger.
The jailer walked back, holding a shiny jade token in his arms.
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Wen family.
Xu Shiqing followed the servant who led the way into the hall. After a while, a middle-aged man who looked a bit wealthy walked in. After they each greeted each other.
Wen Zhao, the current head of the Wen family, smiled and said, "As expected of Jinling's Folding Flower Sword Immortal, seeing is believing. He is truly a man of great talent!"
Three years ago, Xu Shiqing traveled to Jinling for the Golden Swords Conference. Spring was in full bloom, and the city was ablaze with flowers. Even the battles of the martial arts world were not immune to the flourishing blossoms. As the last disciple of the Sword Sect's leader, Xu Shiqing naturally took part in such a grand event, overcoming all obstacles and defeating all the martial arts geniuses.
At the Golden Sword Competition that year, he and Qiu Wuyi of Beidao Mountain Villa vied for the championship. At the height of the battle, their swords broke, and the match was on the verge of a draw. In a flash, Xu Shiqing used the broken sword to smash the plum blossom pot on the high platform, breaking off a branch to form a sword, and defeated Qiu Wuyi in one fell swoop.
The swordsman holding a plum blossom and with his sleeves fluttering in the wind left a deep impression on everyone who saw him.
Since then, the Zhehua Sword Immortal has become famous in the world.
But few people know that Xu Shiqing does not like this title.
"...You are too kind." The swordsman lowered his eyes slightly, his pupils clear and hidden in the shadow cast by his brow bones.
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