A leisurely life in the world of cultivation

Chapter 41 Laughing
The Li family mansion on Dongshi Street was in complete chaos, but there were many more martial arts school students in front of the gate.

The butler hurriedly led the physician out and then invited another newly arrived physician in.

Upon seeing Li Weizhou, he could only manage a weak greeting.

Li Weizhou walked faster than them and went straight into the west courtyard.

Upon entering the courtyard of Li Chang'an's bedroom, a place he had never visited before, he discovered that the sound of weeping came from more than one person.

Outside, Li Delong and Li Changping were present, and several doctors from the clinic were discussing and arguing.

There were also three burly men with furrowed brows.

Li Weizhou had met them before; they were the heads of martial arts schools in Qingzhou City.

Unfortunately, most of them were just martial artists who barely managed to break through the barrier.

To ordinary people, they would naturally be considered masters, but against Fu Tianshou, they probably wouldn't even be able to defeat him with one hand...

Li Delong remained calm. When he saw Li Weizhou come in, he nodded and said, "This matter has nothing to do with you. The wolf cubs of the Fu family will never let him get away with this! I'll have your eldest brother write a letter to the fourth brother in a bit. I want to see if these bastards from the Fu family can really turn the world upside down!"

He was full of confidence, and his anger was palpable.

The faint redness in his eyes also revealed the seriousness of the situation.

At this moment, a doctor with a white beard came out, followed by Cao, Guo and others.

Li Delong, no longer able to speak with Li Weizhou, hurriedly strode to the white-bearded doctor, bowed deeply, and asked, "Old doctor, my son..."

The white-bearded doctor's answer was heartbreaking. He shook his head, sighed, and said, "Prison Warden Li, I have done my best..."

Li Delong's face turned deathly pale, and his body swayed. The grief he felt in that instant seemed to have aged him by more than ten years.

Ignoring the cries of Cao and Guo, Li Weizhou stepped forward and asked, "Elder Yan, what is the cause of your serious injury? Is it a lack of medicine or a shortage of more skilled physicians?"

He recognized the old man; he was the most famous doctor at Baoshan Hall in Qingzhou Prefecture.

The old doctor said, "It's not just about the medicine. That Fu family member is at least a mid-level martial artist. Your brother's internal organs were injured by the force. This is precisely where I am powerless. Inspector Li's body was damaged by a domineering force. I am too weak and lack the skill to channel this force. Only a master of at least the fifth level can do it..."

Medicine and martial arts are inseparable. Although the old doctor does not possess martial arts skills, he still has keen eyesight.

Li Weizhou stopped arguing and said to Li Delong, "Uncle, have someone drive a carriage, lay out plenty of bedding, and help Second Brother into the carriage. We can talk about other things later. Tell Eldest Brother not to rush to write a letter. I will handle this matter. There will be a response within three days."

Li Delong was no ordinary man. Suppressing his grief, he ordered everyone to do as Li Weizhou instructed. Finally, he placed his hands on Li Weizhou's shoulders and said in a deep voice, "No matter what, don't do anything foolish. With Lao Si (Li Delong's nickname) here, the Fu family bastards will pay the price for hurting people without cause!"

Li Weizhou nodded and said, "I won't be that foolish. Let's save them first."

As they spoke, several servants in blue robes came in, carefully lifted the unconscious Li Chang'an from inside the house, and placed him in a carriage, awaiting Li Weizhou's instructions.

Li Weizhou instructed: "Go to... Zuixianglou."

The room was filled with people: "..."

"Hurry up, I'll go first, you guys follow."

Li Weizhou didn't bother to explain; saving lives was his priority.

……

"Isn't this the Imperial Punishment Bureau's Chief Clerk in charge of iron? What official business does he have at my Drunken Fragrance Pavilion?"

Inside the Drunken Fragrance Pavilion, Feng Biwu still leaned against the vermilion carved chair. Although her tone was languid, the coldness in her phoenix eyes was like frost and ice water.

Li Weizhou didn't mince words. After clearly explaining his request for help, he said, "I'm a businessman, and I value fairness above all else. If you help me, I will repay you." As he spoke, he pulled out a dagger about a foot long from his sleeve and said, "This dagger is called 'Severing Longing.' I dare not call it a divine weapon of our time, but there are only a handful of daggers in the world that can compare to it. Biwu Jun is a master of martial arts; you can judge for yourself whether it's worth it. If it's not, please speak frankly, and I will find another way."

Feng Biwu stared at the dagger in Li Weizhou's hand for a moment, then moved her gaze to him and slowly asked, "Why don't you go find Chu Mengjun?"

Li Weizhou scoffed and said, "Your unsolicited kindness is surely motivated by something big. Even if I have some disagreements with Biwu-jun, you are someone my sister Qi introduced, so you are naturally more trustworthy. To me, you are as unfamiliar as Chu Meng-jun, but I trust my sister Qi; she wouldn't harm me."

After giving him a deep look, Feng Biwu said, "At least you're not blind."

He got up and stepped down from the vermilion platform, took the dagger from Li Weizhou's hand, and his eyes lit up at the sight of the dagger's smooth, mirror-like shine.

After flicking his finger again, his eyebrows shot up, and he looked at Li Weizhou with disbelief, asking, "Where did you get this?"

Li Weizhou shook his head and said, "I obtained this by chance... Saving lives comes first. Will Lord Biwu agree to the deal?"

Feng Biwu looked at the dagger in her hand and said softly, "No one in this world would refuse such a deal... Are you really willing to do it?"

Li Weizhou said calmly, "Isn't my cousin's life worth a dagger?"

Feng Biwu asked, "What if Qi Erniang gets injured?"

Li Weizhou looked at her and said, "I'd give you everything I have. You might not believe me, but you can pass on a message: if anyone is willing to lend a helping hand to my sister Qi when Shangqing Palace makes things difficult for her, the owner of Baibaolou will reward them handsomely." Perhaps finding such arrogant words too ridiculous, Feng Biwu's icy gaze gradually softened, and she even smiled, shifting her gaze away, saying, "Alright, for Qi Qingwan's sake, I'll help you out."

As he spoke, he actually tried to return the dagger.

Li Weizhou shook his head and said, "One thing at a time. Baibaolou is based on fairness and integrity. The dagger is the payment for the consultation."

Feng Biwu asked curiously, "If I help you kill Fu Tianshou, how do you plan to repay me?"

Li Weizhou smiled and said, "That beast, there's no need for Lord Biwu to worry about him."

……

Half an hour later, in the main hall of Zuixianglou, as Feng Biwu lightly struck Li Chang'an's chest with her last palm, Li Chang'an spat out a mouthful of dark purple blood and woke up.

Although he still looked somewhat listless, he seemed to have gained some energy.

Li Weizhou nodded to Feng Biwu, clasped his hands in farewell, and prepared to take his leave.

However, Feng Biwu said casually, "The people who came to Shangqing Palace before were related to the Crown Prince's concubine. They sent tributes to the palace every year."

Li Weizhou asked doubtfully, "Isn't Shangqing Palace a lackey of the Prince of Wei? Could it be a two-faced and despicable person?"

Feng Biwu was surprisingly not offended by his arrogant words, and even nodded in disgust, saying, "Shangqing Palace is one of the eight major sects, with a large family and great business. How could it submit to one side entirely? It should always maintain some connections, so that it can switch sides when necessary."

Li Weizhou asked again, "What about Chu Mengjun? She said she was from the Tiannan Prince's Mansion, and praised Sister Qi for being righteous and saying that the competition was just business."

Feng Biwu said expressionlessly, "The Princess Consort of Tiannan is the Princess Consort of Wei's own aunt. Do you understand what that vile woman is up to?"

Li Weizhou smiled nonchalantly, "I could tell at first glance that she was quite scheming, but I don't know what she's up to. But it doesn't matter, even if it's not malicious, it's not exactly benevolent either. I'll handle this matter myself."

Upon hearing this, Feng Biwu pondered for a moment. She almost laughed, for she really didn't know where this country bumpkin got the confidence to say such a thing.

However, she only found it funny and wasn't offended.

After all, someone who can wield such a divine weapon must possess some hidden strength that she is unaware of...

After Li Weizhou left, she lowered her head and gently examined the dagger in her hand.

What a remarkable owner of the Hundred Treasures Pavilion! What a willingness to give everything, to spare no expense...

Ugh.

……

More than half an hour after they went inside, Li Weizhou carried Li Chang'an out of the gate. Li Chang'an, who had been silent all along, suddenly chuckled on Li Weizhou's shoulder as they left.

There was resentment in the laughter, but also a sense of triumph.

As Li Weizhou listened, he seemed to be infected by the laughter and started chuckling along.

Li Chang'an's "hehe" turned into "haha," startling Li Delong and his son Li Changping, who had been waiting outside the door. They rushed forward to check on him.

Li Delong carefully examined his second son and saw that his spirits had truly recovered and his eyes were bright. He then smiled happily, and as more people gathered around, his laughter grew louder and louder.

Li Changping walked up to them, first looked at his second brother who was laughing carelessly, and then patted Li Weizhou's shoulder hard.

Disregarding Confucian etiquette, he forcefully embraced Li Weizhou's neck and grabbed Li Chang'an's arm, his eyes filled with tears as he laughed heartily.

No one knows how heartbroken and pained his brother was when Li Chang'an was hastily carried back, unconscious, and when several doctors declared him beyond saving.

At this moment, looking at his brothers laughing heartily, Li Changping finally couldn't hold back his tears, laughing and crying at the same time.

Li Weizhou smiled rather subtly, watching his uncle's three men laugh wildly.

Perhaps it's because they firmly believe that the Li family, having survived such a calamity, will surely be blessed with good fortune!

Many powerful families from Qingzhou who had come after hearing the news were deeply shocked by what they saw.

The Li family of Qingzhou is really starting to gain momentum...

A carriage suddenly lowered its curtains and slowly drove away.

Inside the carriage, Chu Mengjun's expression was calm, her eyes flickering...

Behind a carved window on the third floor of Zuixiang Tower, Feng Biwu watched the departing carriage, a mocking smile playing on her lips. Her gaze then fell back downstairs, her eyes darting about, lost in thought…

A golden sun sets in the west, its afterglow painting the world...

……

(End of this chapter)