Daqian Night Emperor

Chapter 2 Health Hall

Zhao Qian'an's eyes fell on the ugly slave who was walking towards him.

She clearly did nothing, but the system reminded Zhao Qian'an that she was practicing all the time.

However, her way of cultivation is obviously different from the cultivation methods of the mainstream warriors in the Daqian Kingdom.

Chounu was not a palace maid who came from the palace, nor was she a servant that Zhao Qi'an brought from the Zhao family in Donghai.

She was a slave captured and brought back to Beijing after the Daqian Kingdom conquered the Anuyi Kingdom. She was a slave of a conquered country who was stamped with a private slave stamp and then released and sold by the government.

Zhao Qi'an had never missed the official shopping mall in Kyoto during the eleven years since he came to Beijing. Naturally, he took a liking to this "talent" with two fate entries of one gold and two purple.

Purple fate entries are one in a million.

As for the color gold, Zhao Qi'an had never seen many people with a gold entry in their fate in his life.

So he bought her without hesitation.

only……

Every time he saw the panel of Chou Nu, he would wonder if there was a bug in his cheat code.

No matter what, it is not appropriate to describe this "female warrior" with yellow hair and green eyes, who looks like a living Rakshasa, as a "beauty that brings disaster to the country", right?

Could it be that the destruction of the Anuyi Kingdom was due to her "beauty"?
Zhao Qi'an once thought that Chou Nu was in disguise and dressed up as she is now. He even secretly tried to probe her a few times when he first bought her.

The result of the test was that Chou Nu thought that he had such a strong taste that he would not even let go of someone as beautiful as her, so he actually peeked at her taking a bath and almost punched Zhao Qian'an to death.

Zhao Qi'an felt that his test had paid off - at least the purple entry "力拔山兮" was correct.

Just look at the rockery in this courtyard. Chou Nu can really smash one of them with one punch.

Although he didn't know what this "beauty that brings disaster to the country" meant, the fate entry of "one gold and two purple" on Chounu was enough for Zhao Qi'an to keep her.

The ugly slave came to Zhao Qian'an and smiled bitterly: "Master, how is your enlightenment through sharpening the sword going? Have you realized it?"

In fact, she was worried that Zhao Qi'an would be upset, so she had been guarding him since just now.

After all, after witnessing that kind of thing with his own eyes, which man can let it go?

Zhao Qi'an stood with his hands behind his back and said calmly: "There are three thousand great ways, and now I have just begun to explore the threshold of the sword path."

Faced with such boastful words, the ugly slave curled his lips and naturally did not believe it.

She smiled awkwardly: "How about you... just meditate for a while longer? If you think I'm bothering you, I can stay away from you."

Just as Zhao Qi'an was about to answer, a voice suddenly rang in his mind:
[Your adopted son "Zhao Chengwu" has broken through to the sixth level, and your cultivation has improved slightly. ]

[Your adopted son "Zhao Chengwu" has mastered the "Red Thunder Spear Technique" and your understanding of the "Red Thunder Spear Technique" has reached perfection]

Zhao Qi'an was stunned for a moment, then a look of joy appeared on his face.

He immediately changed his mind and ordered, "Go prepare the carriage. I want to go to the Health Hall."

The ugly slave was surprised and asked, "You were there yesterday, are you going again today?"

She looked up at the darkening sky again: "Going at this time?"

"Just get ready when I tell you to. Why are you talking so much?"

"Hey, you are the master, you have the final say."

……

Kyoto Prefecture is divided into three levels, with the Imperial City in the center, followed by the Inner City and Outer City.

The princess's palace is located in the inner city, not far from the imperial city.

When Zhao Qi'an went out in the sedan chair, it was almost dusk. Soldiers were already patrolling the streets and began to clear the streets and impose a curfew.

However, the Thirteenth Princess's Mansion had a "night travel" document. After the soldiers stopped the carriage, the ugly slave stepped forward and handed over the document for review, and was then allowed to pass.

Zhao Qi'an sat in the carriage, his hands tucked into his sleeves, his back leaning against the carriage, and taking a nap with his eyes closed.

The driver was a deaf-mute old servant. He drove very steadily and there was almost no shaking when sitting in the carriage.

Chou Nu was not in the carriage, but was walking along with it, occasionally talking to Zhao Qi'an through the window. However, most of the time Zhao Qi'an did not answer, but she did not mind and continued talking excitedly.

I don’t know how much time passed.

The carriage began to shake, and the originally quiet street became noisy. The candlelight on the street shone into the carriage window, and along the way there were more hawkers' cries, the sound of carriages and horses, and the chatter of scholars and poets in nearby restaurants...

Without opening his eyes, Zhao Qi'an knew that the carriage had arrived at the outer city.

There is a curfew in the inner city, but not in the outer city.

Therefore, brothels and taverns are all in the outer city, where merchants gather. Even at night, they are brightly lit and are much more lively than the inner city.

About another half hour passed.

The sound outside the carriage gradually faded away. Finally, the carriage stopped and the dull voice of the ugly slave came from outside the window:

"Master, we've arrived."

Zhao Qi'an got off the carriage and saw a large courtyard with a tall gate in front of him.

This place is the Zhao Family Health Hall in Kyoto.

The so-called health-care hall is a charity hall that takes in orphans and the elderly. In addition to an official hall established by the Kyoto prefectural government, there are also many private health-care halls run by charitable families.

The Zhao family is rich enough to rival a country. As a family that has been rich for a long time, they naturally accumulate virtue and do good deeds. From the capital to the county, there are charity halls opened by the Zhao family throughout the Daqian Kingdom.

Kyoto Prefecture was naturally no exception. It was originally under the charge of a steward of the Zhao family. Later, after Zhao Qi'an came to Kyoto, he took over the Kyoto Charity Hall and built it on a large scale. Almost all the money given by the family over the years was invested in it, and its scale was several times larger than that of the official hall.

To date, Zhao's Health Center has taken in more than a thousand orphans, all of whom have been carefully selected by Zhao Qi'an.

The mansion in front of us was originally the residence of a wealthy businessman. Later, the businessman owed money for goods to Zhao's Trading Company, so he used this mansion to pay off his debts. Zhao Qi'an took a fancy to it and took it away.

In the following years, they gradually bought more land nearby, tore down the courtyard wall and re-cultivated the area, now covering an area of ​​more than 100 acres.

Even though this is the north of the city, where land prices are the cheapest in all of Kyoto, the cost of acquiring these hundred acres of land is still an incredible astronomical figure.

But what Zhao Qi'an lacks the least is money.

The ugly slave came down from the carriage carrying large and small bags, a total of seven or eight boxes. She carried them all on her shoulders and trotted away as if nothing had happened. She volunteered to knock on the door and call for help.

After a while, an old man wearing a thin robe and holding a candle opened the door. After seeing Zhao Qi'an standing outside the door, he was overjoyed and said, "Master, you're back?"

Zhao Qi'an nodded slightly and walked into the door.

The old man held a candle and led the way diligently.

After walking around the front yard and arriving at the back yard, I heard the sound of "ding ding bang bang" in the yard.

There was a young man fighting with more than a dozen guards at the same time.

The young man was shirtless, with muscular body and extremely powerful figure. In his hand was a spear that was 28 feet long and weighed 1,200 kilograms!

This heavy gun, which an ordinary person could not even lift, wielded it with great vigor in his hands. Every time the gun was swung out, there was a sharp sound of breaking through the air.

Those guards who were quite powerful were not even a match for him.

"Bah!"

He stomped his foot forward, creating a hole in the ground, and a huge amount of blood and energy flowed out of his body.

The spear hit the ground, making a sound like a dragon's roar.

A loud shout startled several guards who were about to approach with knives and made them stand there in a daze.

In just a moment, the spear arrived.

The guards, who had not yet come to their senses, were shot and sent flying one by one.

One of the guards was so frightened that he dropped the sword in his hand to the ground with a clang and raised his hands to surrender.

But the strong young man had bloodshot eyes, looked like a madman, and his whole body exuded a bloody aura.

He raised his spear high, leaped forward, and stabbed out with the spear at the head.

The whistling sound of gunfire was like the roar of a dragon!
But just when he was about to kill his sparring guard by accident.

A figure suddenly appeared in front of the frightened guard.

He raised his hand and casually grasped the gun that was coming at him with great force.

(End of this chapter)