Two weeks after arriving in the city, Dao Chengyi gradually gained a foothold here. Firstly, the first two volumes of "The Record of the Goddess Qiongming" became wildly popular and sold well in Qingmang City and other cities.
Based on the current trend, this will give Dao Chengyi an extra seventy taels of silver per month. Considering that one tael of silver is worth 800 yuan, his monthly income would be about 60,000 yuan. And this is only because the scope has not yet been fully expanded. The future is promising.
Secondly, at the Fushan Martial Arts School, based on his performance on his first day, the students and even the two instructors of the school master began to look at him with new respect and treat him with courtesy.
With a strong fist, you can make friends everywhere. Thanks to this stable situation, Dao Chengyi's martial arts level has risen to a level that surpasses that of ordinary people!
"Hiss~ Snap~"
The sleeves fluttered like whips, cracking in the air; the movement was like a snake, leaving natural arcs on the stone slabs.
Accompanied by the sounds of breathing, the bamboo grove in the courtyard also rustled in the breeze caused by the slow but forceful movements of the person in the center.
As time went on, it was as if a giant bull was pounding its hooves in the arena, the sound of its hooves pounding the ground incessant, growing increasingly ferocious as if facing an enemy, raising its head and horns as it swept across the top of the hardwood dummy in the center of the courtyard.
"Bang!"
With a crisp cracking sound, fragments of the sleeve and bits of hardwood fiber exploded together, leaving behind a clear crater with the edge of a stake bearing scratches from a sharp object.
Dao Chengyi often exhaled, his breath condensing into a pillar, which looked particularly peculiar in the still scorching summer heat. Just then, five maids who had been watching from afar in the corridor walked over in small steps and offered their congratulations.
"Congratulations, Brother Cheng! Your martial arts have reached a new peak!"
One maid undressed, one wiped away sweat, one presented new clothes, one carried fresh fruits and vegetables, and one held a fan to gently send out a fragrant breeze. The four maids each had their own charm and characteristics, and their heights, weights, and appearances varied greatly. They were elegant, mature, young, and exotic, and it was quite a sight to behold.
I don't know what's wrong with that third young master. Why doesn't he keep this quality maid for himself and put her here? Is it because books are more attractive than people?
Looking at these maids, Dao Chengyi naturally enjoyed their service. If he didn't have something else to do, he would have loved to indulge in debauchery during the day.
"I've only just mastered the first part of the Fushan Fist; there's nothing to be proud of."
"That's precisely what's so surprising. After all, this is the first time I've ever seen someone who has mastered the Li Xiang martial arts after only twenty years of training. Young Master, you truly have extraordinary talent."
"I suppose you are the golden carp that is about to transform into a dragon. I think the red carp in the pond have also become extraordinary because of you."
The most sensible and familiar of the five maids was a concubine of an official who had been exiled. It was said that she originally belonged to an official of the fourth rank.
She had her own way of coaxing people and managing affairs. The day after Daocheng arrived, she volunteered herself, and after getting to know each other well, the affairs of the courtyard fell to her.
"Yes, yes, Cheng-ge must be a reincarnation of a god from heaven. We are blessed to follow Cheng-ge."
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And indeed it was so. Under the subtle flattery of the maids, Dao Chengyi naturally felt relieved. And when he saw the giant in the pool that was blowing bubbles, which was more robust than its kind, he waved his hand!
"You speak well. Here's a reward of five taels of silver for you all. Go buy something you like!"
After the specific distribution was handed over to this voluptuous and beautiful woman, Dao Chengyi touched each of them before leaving to keep his appointment.
Once the master left, the maids felt a little more at ease. The beautiful woman glanced at the other people who were looking over, and apart from the still young one, the others unconsciously lost some of their imposing presence when they met her gaze.
"One tael of Du Ruo, fifteen zhu of Nan Zhu, nine zhu of You Lan, and the rest will be divided between me and Qing Teng. Any questions?"
The other women did not object to what the beautiful woman said. They nodded and were then dispersed to tidy up the house, while she herself led the smallest vine to a secluded corner of the courtyard.
"When are you going to serve the young master? You're the only one left."
Along with this beautiful woman, the young girl was also exiled. The two were not mother and daughter, but rather the daughter of the principal wife and the concubine.
“Aunt Wen, I don’t want to be a man’s plaything like this. I don’t want my life to pass by like this. I want to take you away to a place where you can freely choose your own path.”
Qing Teng spoke with red eyes, but with guilt in her voice, because Aunt Wen could have escaped or died long ago, but for her sake, she chose to come here together, and on the way, she suffered countless hardships in her place.
But she herself still caused Aunt Wen so much trouble. She knew how life should be now, but she just couldn't do it, not even a little bit.
“You’ve always had this personality, even when Master Lin was still alive. I only stayed with you because I knew that. Otherwise, you probably wouldn’t have made it this far.”
"If you don't want to, then don't. Young Master isn't interested in someone as young as you. But with your concubine around, you can still hold your own."
"With the remaining money, your aunt will try to find you an opportunity to practice martial arts by whispering in your ear. But remember, you must tell your aunt anything. In other people's presence, you must be careful and not say too much."
Knowing that her advice was useless, the beautiful woman called Aunt Wen sighed and said nothing more. Qing Teng, who heard what followed, hugged Aunt Wen and cried.
These words were overheard by a small insect with a porous structure in the grass at the foot of the wall. As the sound increased, it seemed to swell up and then slowly flew away.
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