Chapter 641 The Young Xuanyuan (Second Update)
"Is this the place?"
Master Jing looked at the wooden door with its peeling paint and thought to himself, "No wonder he's a poor boy from a lower country; even his place of residence is so dilapidated."
"Second Master, I disdain bullying the people of the lower kingdoms, but who told you to overestimate yourself and make an enemy of Doctor Mu? In order for my elder brother to recover from the crisis as soon as possible, I have no choice but to trouble you to make this trip."
After speaking coldly, Master Jing raised his hand to knock on the door.
This is a quality ingrained in his very being.
But he realized halfway through his actions that he was there to arrest someone, not to invite someone.
"When arresting someone, you have to act with the force you're using!"
Master Jing withdrew his hand, raised his chin, and pushed open the wooden gate of the courtyard with imposing force!
This is what the courtyard looks like—
Gu Yan lay listlessly in a rattan chair, basking in the sun. Old Mr. Meng, who had just woken up from the drug, also lay in a rattan chair, basking in the sun. One was terminally ill and not long for life, while the other was dazed and still digesting the effects of the drug.
Nan Shi Niang is concocting poison again, but as the saying goes, if you walk by the river long enough, you're bound to get your shoes wet.
She sneezed, spraying poison powder all over her face. She was successfully poisoned and was now leaning against the wall, vomiting black blood.
Master Lu had just fought with Ma Wang and his right leg was cramping, so he limped to the front yard.
Master Jing was dumbfounded when he saw the courtyard full of old, weak, sick and disabled people!
This is...this is...this is too tragic!
This made him a little embarrassed to make the move!
But speaking of which, what about that kid?
Although Master Jing had never met Gu Jiao, he had heard his second wife describe her as a teenage boy with a red birthmark on his left cheek.
The elderly, weak, sick, and disabled people in this courtyard were clearly not him.
The thought had barely crossed his mind when Master Jing heard a startling sound as the air was being pierced.
Someone is practicing martial arts, and they're practicing with a long spear!
The sound was coming from the backyard.
Master Jing couldn't help but look towards the backyard. He was standing outside the front yard, separated from the entire main hall, so he couldn't see the whole backyard. He could only see Gu Jiao's figure when she appeared at the back door of the main hall.
However, this did not diminish the impact the boy had on him.
He could tell from his voice that the boy's marksmanship was not flashy, but each thrust was like a dragon in flight, carrying the power to penetrate mountains and rivers!
Master Jing suddenly found himself unable to move.
The boy's figure only occasionally flashed past the doorway, but for some reason, Master Jing felt a long-lost excitement, which he couldn't explain at all!
He even forgot that he was there to arrest someone, and just silently admired the boy's marksmanship.
Gu Jiao practiced the spear technique taught to her by the old Marquis. While practicing, she suddenly had a flash of inspiration and used a move she had never used before.
This move was incredibly powerful; it actually broke through the target in the backyard and flew towards the front yard!
Master Jing's pupils contracted!
Gu Jiao then noticed someone at the door. There was no time to draw her bow, so she kicked the quiver, sending an arrow flying. She then kicked it, and the arrow collided with the red-tasseled spear that had been shot out, changing the spear's direction with a thud.
The red-tasseled spear shot out and struck the door panel next to Master Jing!
Master Jing touched his cold neck; he was just an inch away from being nailed to the door!
The elderly, weak, sick, and disabled in the courtyard were too busy to take care of themselves. They glanced at him and then went back to sunbathing, getting dementia, poisoning, or getting their legs trimmed.
Master Jing: "..."
Gu Jiao walked over.
Having practiced shooting for so long, she was covered in sweat, her cheeks were flushed, and she exuded youthful vigor and vitality.
Looking at the young man walking towards him, Master Jing was momentarily dazed.
For no apparent reason, a scene flashed through his mind of his brother-in-law walking towards him many years ago. At that time, he was just a spoiled young boy in Shengdu who needed a good beating. Once, he was caught red-handed by the eldest son of the Xuanyuan family for causing trouble in the street.
Little did he know then that guy would become his brother-in-law; he boasted that he would fight him to the death for a hundred rounds—
As it turned out, his brother-in-law really did beat him up a hundred times, and he was completely powerless to fight back.
That day, his brother-in-law looked at him with that same gaze as he walked towards him, reminding him of a wild wolf.
The fear of being dominated by his brother-in-law surged into his heart, so much so that when Gu Jiao came in front of him, his whole body tensed up!
"Who are you looking for?" Gu Jiao asked, staring intently at him.
I'm looking for you!
We'll take you back to vent our anger on Doctor Mu!
“I… was just passing by,” Master Jing cleared his throat and said.
Seeing Gu Jiao looking at him indifferently, his heart skipped a beat. "Can I have some water?"
Gu Jiao pulled the red-tasseled spear from the door panel, and the door cracked with a snap. This was the umpteenth time this month, but with two carpenters in the house, they weren't afraid.
Gu Jiao took the red-tasseled spear and went into the house to pour him water.
Master Jing glanced weakly at the wooden door beside him, and with another crack, the wooden door completely split in two and fell down.
Master Jing patted his small chest. "My goodness, those eyes look so small, just like my brother-in-law's! It's terrifying!"
Master Jing's fear of his brother-in-law was deep-seated. Heaven knows how many times his brother-in-law had beaten him up. After his brother-in-law died in battle, his hands trembled when he went to collect his body.
I have a feeling that my brother-in-law is going to come back to life, so I want to teach him a lesson before he dies.
Gu Jiao poured a bowl of cold water and handed it to him.
Master Jing looked at the broken bowl with one piece missing, curled his lip in disgust, and had no desire to drink it at all.
But when Master Jing met that look in his eyes, which was exactly the same as his brother-in-law's, he snatched it with both hands and gulped it down!
Seeing that he was drinking so quickly, Gu Jiao asked, "Want some more?"
Of course not! I didn't come here to drink water!
"Thank you for your trouble," said Master Jing.
After saying that, I wanted to slap myself.
Jing Sheng, Jing Sheng, can't you be a little more dignified? Your brother-in-law has been dead for years, and you're already this cowardly when you meet someone who looks like him. Are you still the number one playboy in Shengdu?
Arrest him!
Tell him that if he dares to offend the divine physician of our Duke's mansion, he's dead!
Gu Jiao poured a second bowl of water.
"I am from the Duke of Anguo's mansion!" he said with a serious expression on his handsome face.
Gu Jiao crossed her arms and looked at him with a cool, indifferent expression: "So?"
Master Jing felt a pang of guilt: "I heard you treated my elder brother's illness..."
Big brother?
So, this person is Master Jing, who stopped Young Master Nangong from committing violence on the street this morning?
Gu Jiao thought for a moment: "Are you here to pay the consultation fee?"
Master Jing choked.
"Five hundred taels," Gu Jiao said. "No bargaining."
Master Jing: "..."
...
Master Jing was a little dazed as he walked out of the alley and got into the carriage.
"Hiss—is there a mistake? I came here to arrest someone, how come I didn't catch anyone and even lost five hundred taels of silver?"
The coachman ran over, looked behind Master Jing, and asked, "Master, where are the people you personally went to arrest?"
Master Jing kicked him in the butt!
Why bring up something you shouldn't talk about!
"Speaking of which, why do I think of my brother-in-law whenever I see him? Should I burn some paper money for my brother-in-law?"
...
Gu Jiao was unaware of the complex confusion in Master Jing's heart. She took the five hundred taels of silver notes and went into the courtyard.
Gu Xiaoshun returned from grocery shopping. Since Nan Shi Niang and Lu Shifu were either poisoned or lame, she would be cooking dinner.
She was planning to stew a pot of pork ribs and was chopping the bones when Grandpa Meng came into the house.
Gu Jiao glanced at him: "Are you awake now?"
She spoke the Zhao language.
Old Mr. Meng looked at her strangely, and after a long while, he opened his mouth and said in Zhao language, "Girl? It really is you!"
When he first opened his eyes, he was not very clear-headed. He looked at Gu Jiao and thought she resembled the little girl he had played chess with in the Zhao Kingdom, but he wasn't entirely sure.
After basking in the sun all afternoon and sweating profusely, the effects of the medicine had worn off considerably.
Now it's really confirmed.
"Yes, it's me." Gu Jiao nodded.
The very next day, after washing his face clean, Gu Jiao recognized him; he was the old beggar who had set up a chess game near the chess club.
After Gu Jiao returned from the border, she went to look for him, thinking he had passed away.
Gu Jiao spoke to him using her own voice.
Old Master Meng looked at Gu Jiao with a puzzled expression: "Why did you come to the State of Yan?"
"Studying?" Gu Jiao asked, "And how did you come to the State of Yan?"
"Begging for food?" said Mr. Meng.
Gu Jiao: "..."
Mr. Meng: "..."
I'm speechless.
Nan Shi Niang and the others did not know that Mr. Meng and Gu Jiao were old acquaintances in Zhao Kingdom, and only thought that Mr. Meng was an ordinary old man from Shengdu.
After dinner, Mr. Meng invited Gu Jiao to play chess in the front yard.
"Ten taels per round," Gu Jiao said.
Mr. Meng was taken aback: "No, why is it still ten taels per round?"
Gu Jiao hesitated for a moment: "Then... twenty taels per game?" Maybe beggars in Yan Kingdom earn more money?
Mr. Meng was speechless. Was that what he meant? With their relationship now, is there any need to talk about money?
Mr. Meng gritted his teeth: "I'll... I'll owe you for now!"
He lost his purse that night and had no money on him.
Gu Jiao said, "We operate on a small scale and do not offer credit."
Mr. Meng: "..."
Is this a small-scale business? Or are you running a business with no capital at all? And girl, do you know who I am? Do you know how many people have offered me fortunes to play chess, and I've refused them all?
Gu Jiao added, "If you don't have money, you can use something else to pay for it. What valuable things do you have on you?"
Why does your tone sound so much like someone trying to rob you?
Old Master Meng had changed his clothes long ago; he was wearing Gu Xiaoshun's old clothes. But Master Lu hadn't thrown away his things. He found a brocade pouch among a pile of cleaned clothes.
He took a token from the brocade pouch and said to Gu Jiao, "Here you go."
Gu Jiao took it and looked at it: "How much is a piece of iron worth?"
Old Master Meng said, "This is no ordinary iron plaque; it can be used as an inner city token! Don't you always sneak into the inner city?"
He spent two days in a daze with Gu Jiao, and he did hear some things, such as that her younger brother was seriously ill and that she had been searching for doctors for him everywhere.
"Oh." Gu Jiao reluctantly accepted, "Then I'll play the next game with you."
Mr. Meng almost vomited blood.
The tokens of the six chess masters are only worth one game!
(End of this chapter)
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