If you don't give up, I'd like to be your adoptive father.

Chapter 116: Awesome and righteous
"Aunt Liu, are you okay?"

Xiaoyu didn't have much worry on her face, and her expression wasn't as cautious as the other aunts and security guards. There was only curiosity in her eyes.

Aunt Liu was slapped ten times by the yamen runner with a diamond-shaped sign.

There were more than ten slaps in the face, but Aunt Liu finally gave in and was willing to pay money to atone her sins.

Zhu Yitao accepted two hundred taels of silver from her as a reward for her crime, but he still had to slap her ten times as a guarantee.

The bailiffs knew how powerful Aunt Liu was, so they didn't dare to use any force. Later, Madam Hu was also slapped in the face. Ten slaps made Aunt Liu's cheeks red and her lips swollen.

But the first ten hits made Mrs. Hu's mouth full of blood, the difference was very obvious.

But even if the injury is not serious, the insult is still significant.

From the time she was beaten to the time she returned to Clearwater Bay, Aunt Liu looked gloomy and didn't say a word.

When he said goodbye to the madams at Qingshui Bridge, he did not give any instructions and did not make any concluding speech.

Didn't even wave to them.

The madams also looked embarrassed and felt ashamed. They did not gather in groups of three or four to chat, but simply dispersed.

"Hey, you all saw it, right?"

Aunt Liu sighed, looked around at the aunts and girls in the room, and said bitterly: "This is the fate of being a cousin. No matter how high you climb in this industry, you are still a cousin, a member of the lowest class who is looked down upon by others.

Regardless of my official status, if I were an ordinary citizen tonight, Zhu Yitao would have to address me as 'Lady Liu' and bow to me."

What she meant was that she was a martial arts expert, possessing the inner strength of "Hunyuan Wuliang" and the Nine Flowers Sword Intentions.

"Aunt, what's the point of you saying such things in Hongxiufang! We didn't choose to be cousins. Our great grandfather committed a crime, and our whole family was sent to Jiaosifang. My father, mother, brothers and sisters are all cousins ​​and gigolos.

I also want to meet a rich and powerful man who can use his connections and spend a lot of money to redeem me, but I can't meet him!" The top star "Bi Tao" who looks like a celebrity in her previous life sighed.

Aunt Liu said gloomily: "I am not advising you to work hard to make progress, I am telling you that cousins ​​should not be too arrogant, they should always understand their status and know when to advance and retreat.
Well, in fact, hard work and progress are still very useful.

You just haven't met the right person, not that there are no right people in the world.

There are many who were once as poor as us, but now are noble and have been granted titles.

Study hard, practice swordplay diligently, and the stronger your ability, the more choices you will have.

Of course, as a cousin, you shouldn't be too picky.

If you have high aspirations but low skills, are frivolous and arrogant, you will be slapped in the face like us."

"Aunt, cheer up, you are the boss of Qingshui Bay!" Xiaoyu shouted.

Aunt Liu really cheered up.

She had been slumped in the old chair like a dead fish, listless and without any fighting spirit.

At this moment, she jumped up like a big black fish that had been electrocuted, pointed at Xiaoyu's nose and cursed: "You still have the nerve to yell here, today I'm going to put my face under Zhu Yidao's feet and let him trample on it, all because of you, little slut!"

"Auntie, are you going to talk about the bricks again?" Xiaoyu cried out in grievance, "I'm helping you! The Tong brothers spoke rudely to you and even dared to draw their swords against you, the leader, in Qingshui Bay. If I remained indifferent, wouldn't I be a heartless person who doesn't know how to be grateful?"

Jinlian also said: "Aunt, to be honest, you have been wronged in the government office, and we sisters all feel the same way and feel bad for you, but you can't be angry outside and vent it at home!

It wasn't just Xiao Fengxian who took action at that time.

Even I threw a bench from the second floor and hit a policeman in the head."

Aunt Liu put her hands on her hips and yelled at Jinlian, "I am the leader of Qingshui Bay. I am in my own territory, at my own doorstep, and I can't even control a few yamen runners. Do I need your help to find a place to fight?

Not to mention that Tong Er hasn't drawn his sword yet, even if he drew his sword and put it on my neck, I would remain calm and in control of the situation."

Xiao Yu nodded repeatedly and said, "Don't be angry, aunt, I am a barbarian from the Northern Desert, I have just arrived and I don't understand the market.

Next time I see my aunt being held to a knife, I will just cheer her on and never intervene."

Aunt Liu rolled her eyes in anger, "Get out, get out, all of you get out!"

Xiaoyu ran out while shouting, "Aunt, stop talking. Your lips are swollen and bleeding!"

"Bang~~" A teacup was thrown from far away and hit the door frame behind her.

Xiaoyu ran back to Xiaojingxuan and told Hongqiu in detail the "Zhu Yitao Retrial of the Fake Silver Case" with a smile.

Although Hongqiu was not very interested and did not ask questions, she listened to the whole story very quietly, and there seemed to be a little more joy between her brows.

"Zhu Yitao said that he was a disciple of Confucius. What's going on?" Xiaoyu asked curiously.

At this time, the most powerful nation in China was still the Qin Dynasty, and Confucianism had already flourished in Western countries?
Hong Qi asked, "You have been in Shu for quite some time now. Haven't you heard of the great name of Confucius?"

"Maybe the people I interact with are just ordinary people, and Confucius is too high-end."

Aunt Zhang attended a martial arts school when she was a child, but she never memorized "The Analects of Confucius".

Hongqiu's signature sneer appeared on her face again, and she said, "I really don't know where the barbarians from Western Shu got the nerve to call themselves 'Little China of the West'!
"Xiao Yu, if you were in my Great Lu State, not to mention the capital Jinyang, you would see many Confucian scholars and Confucian academies in any small border town."

Xiaoyu's heart moved. Although she had no memory of the map of Central Plains during the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, she vaguely remembered that Confucius seemed to be born in the State of Lu.

But Confucius is from Shandong, is there Jinyang in Shandong?
"It is said that the kings of Western countries are all descendants of the nobles of the upper states of China, and your Lu State also established the 'Central Plains Lu State' in the East." she asked.

Hong Qi said proudly: "That's right, the ancestors of our Great Lu monarch and the eight great families are all grandsons of the kings of the upper states of China.

In addition to the princes of the State of Lu in the Central Plains, there are also descendants of countries such as Zhao and Chu who competed with the tyrannical Qin for hegemony over the Central Plains.

For example, Jinyang City was built by the ancestors of Queen Zhao.

For example, Uncle Kong is from the Kong family, one of the eight great families. The Kong family of Xilu is a branch of the direct descendants of Confucius. "

"Uh, the Flag Hunting Immortal Kong Zan is actually the descendant of Confucius." Xiao Yu felt a little strange.

Hong Qi glanced at her and did not continue to talk about the slightly sensitive topic of Kong Zan. She said, "Back then, there were hundreds of schools of thought in China, and Confucianism originated in Lu State early on. However, due to various reasons, it failed to become the mainstream in the Central Plains.

When the nobles of Lu and the descendants of Confucius brought Confucianism to the Western wilderness, there was no single school of thought, let alone a hundred schools of thought. Naturally, Confucianism flourished and was accepted by the major vassal states.

But when it comes to the heyday of literary culture, it has to be our Dalu!"

"The title of 'Little China in the West' can only belong to our country, Dalu."

Hongqiu's voice was sonorous and powerful, and her little face was dignified and solemn, as if she was making a solemn judgment.

Xiao Yu didn't feel anything and just asked, "Can Confucianism lead to immortality?"

Hong Qi looked at her like she was crazy and said, "If I could be immortal, why would I be seeking immortal fate?"

"Confucianism cannot help scholars cultivate special true energy? Reading Taoist scriptures can cultivate Taoist energy, but reading Confucian classics cannot cultivate a little bit of 'Confucian energy'?" Xiao Yu said.

Hong Qi nodded and said, "Of course it is possible. My father has cultivated a strong sense of 'righteousness', but Confucianism and Taoism are worldly studies. They can only help the country and the people, but cannot help people become immortals.

There are three thousand great ways and countless magics, but the golden elixir is the only right way, and the rest are side doors."

Xiao Yu asked tentatively, "Did your father teach you the method of cultivating the righteousness?"

Hongqi glanced at her and asked, "You want to learn?" Xiaoyu said seriously, "I admire Confucianism and want to be a disciple of Confucius."

Hong Qi said quietly, "Uncle Kong is a descendant of a saint, but he still gave up Confucianism and Taoism and went into the mountains to practice strange arts.

Even Confucius himself only passed away, not ascended to heaven.”

"When I meet my immortal, you can tell me these things again." Xiaoyu said.

——You can’t even eat enough, and yet you complain that the meat is too greasy!

Hong Qi shook her head and said, "I told you, my father never taught me any martial arts.

Even if you don’t practice after learning, you will still think about it in your heart, and your spirit and breath will gradually be affected.”

That night, Xiaoyu jumped out of the pool at around 4:00 a.m. (2 a.m.) as usual, wiped off the water stains on his body, and returned to bed to rest.

As soon as she lay down, Hongqiu on the other end of the bed turned over and pressed one of her legs under her chest.

Xiaoyu was just about to kick her on the butt when she suddenly felt a slight itch on the sole of her foot.

Xiao Yu was shocked. "Could it be that this damn girl didn't have enough food at night and licked my feet as if they were candy?"

But soon she realized something was wrong. The movement in her palm was very regular. Don't move!
It’s three words!

Xiaoyu was confused and puzzled, but she realized that Hongqiu was not eating night candy.

She covered herself with a thin quilt, and her breathing gradually became steady, as if she was in a deep sleep.

"Before I went to Feixiandu, my father taught me the 'Haoran Zhengqi'.

He was worried that I would never come back, and that I would never be able to continue my immortal fate, so he used his righteous spirit to provide a final support.

When I was captured by Yan Feiying, Prince Qinghe sent people to interrogate me.

Although the righteous spirit cannot make one immortal, it is still a treasured book of immortal martial arts that people all over the world desire.

I said that for the sake of immortality, I don't know any martial arts, so you just need to write down the mantras and don't practice them.

In fact, you don’t have the conditions to practice now.

To cultivate a sense of righteousness, one must read thousands of books.

It is not limited to Confucian works, but one must thoroughly understand the classics of hundreds of schools of thought, use one's own thoughts as a melting pot, refine hundreds of classics in the furnace, and condense one's own Confucianism. Finally, traces of true energy will fall from the Niwan Palace and enter the limbs and bones.

It's not internal energy, it's true energy.

A noble and upright character does not require a strong body; the key lies in spirit and ideals.

Once you develop the great and righteous energy, it is the true energy that directly interacts with the heaven and earth, rather than the internal energy that is born from the blood. "

The formula is a bit long, about six or seven hundred words, and many of the words are the first time Xiaoyu has seen them.

Fortunately, she has a very good memory in this life, especially after experiencing the Kunpeng transformation.

I don’t know how to read it, but I remember the shape of the character.

The next day, Hongqiu and Xiaoyu did not show any abnormality after getting up.

It was only during the Taoist scripture recitation in the afternoon that Hongqiu explained to her the pronunciation and meaning of some unfamiliar words and sentences using sentences from the scriptures.

Xiaoyu felt warm in his heart. Although he did not express his gratitude directly, his relationship with Hongqiu became closer.

"Yu girl, little Fengxian, Fengxian!"

That night, around eight or nine o'clock, a faint low cry suddenly came from behind the courtyard wall.

Elusive, furtive, obscure and unclear.

The first thing Xiaoyu thought of was that the old ghost was looking for her again.

But when she spread her perception (not mental power, but the blessing of internal power on the five senses and heart sense) over, she felt the breath of a living person - heartbeat and breathing.

And somewhat familiar.

"Aunt Zhang?"

She jumped onto the wall and looked down. In the dark corner, there huddled an old woman with gray hair.

Isn’t it Aunt Zhang?
"What are you doing here so late at night? And - hey, what's wrong with you? Your face is so pale, and there are dark circles under your eyes. Are you sick?"

The wall is three or four meters high, and it is difficult to see clearly when standing on it.

When Xiaoyu landed next to Aunt Zhang, he was surprised to find that Aunt Zhang looked much more haggard after just one day's absence.

"Hey, take this thing away!" Aunt Zhang stuffed something into Xiaoyu's hand, as if she had unloaded a heavy burden. She let out a long breath, her face looked much better, and said, "I couldn't sleep well last night with this thing, for fear that I would lose it or break it, and I wouldn't be able to explain to the Xu family.

When I got up today, I didn't know what to do with it. I just left it at home, fearing that it might be stolen by thieves.

After all, our house is small and it's the same as if the door was not closed in front of the thieves who come and go.

If you carry it with you, you’re worried about losing it, or bumping into it, damaging this precious thing, which would make you very worried.

Today, Mr. Hou of West Street celebrated his birthday and invited the Changchun Troupe to perform a big show at the street corner. The gongs and drums were loud and there were huge crowds of people. I also wanted to go to the show and have a couple of snacks, but I didn’t dare to leave home. It was so sad! "

Xiao Yu said strangely: "It's just a dead thing. You buried it under the bricks in the corner, or stuffed it into the doghouse. Who knows?"

Aunt Zhang said, "God knows, the earth knows, ghosts know, the gods know, the most important thing is that I know it myself, and when I know it, I will worry."

"If you are really worried, you can find an opportunity to quietly return it to Xu Huier." Xiao Yu said.

"You decide, and once you've made up your mind, go and return it to her quietly." Aunt Zhang said.

Xiao Yu said helplessly: "I don't even know where the Xu family is, and I'm different from you. I can't run around everywhere."

Aunt Zhang pondered and said, "I think Zhu Yitao is right. Gamblers cannot be trusted. We cannot give all our money to Lao Xu.

It's best to hide the jade pendant first, and wait until Xu Huier grows up and gets married, then take it out as a dowry."

"You are still very successful!" Xiaoyu said.

Aunt Zhang rolled her eyes and said, "I've eaten more salt than you've eaten rice."

"The Jade Pendant"

"You are a high-ranking person, you are not afraid of thieves, so you keep it."

——But aren’t you worried that I might become a thief?

I only thought about it once, then it disappeared. It would be too hypocritical to say it to Aunt Zhang.

"Okay, I'll keep it. When you think Xu Hui'er needs it, come back and ask me for it."

(End of this chapter)