Sword drawn from the constellations, poison as its edge.

Chapter 148 Respect the backside first, then respect the person

Before the man could reply after Tan Gong finished speaking, Tan Po was already annoyed: "Bah, are you senile? How can you compare your face to his butt?"

The man laughed and said, "Besides, you can't compare. My skin is white and tender, while your old face is full of wrinkles."

The beggars couldn't help but laugh. Looking at the three of them, Tan Gong's face was as wrinkled as a walnut, and Tan Po wasn't much better off. The two of them had silver hair, but the third one had a head of black hair. Her appearance was neither ugly nor handsome, and it was hard to tell her age. She could be said to be forty or seventy years old.

Then the sound of hooves rang out again, and everyone looked to see several fine horses coming side by side. In the middle was an old man with a ruddy complexion, black hair and beard, wearing a silk robe. On his left and right were five young men, all with thick eyebrows and big eyes, full of vigor, ranging in age from their early twenties to their thirties.

Qiao Feng hurriedly stepped forward, cupped his hands, and said, "It is the Iron-Faced Judge Shan Zheng who has graced us with his presence. I am deeply sorry for not welcoming you properly. These gentlemen must be the five brothers of Mount Tai. I have long admired your names!"

After saying this, he personally took Shan Zheng's horse reins. Shan Zheng felt very honored to see the dignified leader of the Beggars' Sect being so polite. He dismounted with a smile, clasped his hands and said, "Chief Qiao, I have come uninvited. I am truly sorry for my rudeness. I hope you will forgive me."

The five heroes of Mount Tai also dismounted, their movements perfectly synchronized, swift and graceful.

Jiang Mingzhe watched coldly, thinking to himself: Formalism kills people, vanity kills people. These brothers must have rehearsed countless times at home. If only they could use that skill to practice swordsmanship.

The strange man on the donkey suddenly shouted, "Well, well, a bunch of beggars, they've even learned to respect clothes before people. People riding tall horses are so polite, but I'm just riding a little donkey, so you look down on me? When the Iron-Faced Judge comes, you fail to greet him properly, but when I, the White-Butt Judge, come, why don't you show me any courtesy?"

Many people couldn't help but laugh out loud. Bao Butong, as if hearing celestial music, swallowed the meat pie in his mouth and said loudly, "No, no, I, Mr. Bao San, do not agree with what you said. Since you said to respect the clothes first and then the people, you should use the clothes as a comparison. If you say to talk about the mount, then it is to respect the beast first and then the people. If you say to talk about the buttocks, then it is to respect the buttocks first and then the people."

His statement, "Respect animals before humans," inadvertently offended Shan Zheng, who was respected by Qiao Feng. The Five Heroes of Mount Tai were furious and about to curse, but Shan Zheng stopped them with a look.

The donkey rider turned his head and saw Bao Butong talking loudly with his crooked mouth missing a front tooth, and he immediately felt a sense of closeness to him.

He laughed and said, "I, Judge White Buttocks, have not been in the martial world for many years. I never expected to see such a rising star as you. What is your name?"

Qiao Feng said, "So that you may know, senior, that one is a capable subordinate of the Murong family of Gusu, Mr. Bao Butong."

The donkey rider glanced at him sideways and said, "You beggar only respect faces and not backsides. I, the White-Backed Judge, am too lazy to bother with you."

Granny Tan shouted, "Zhao Qiansun, how dare you be so disrespectful to Chief Qiao!"

Everyone around thought that this person's name was quite strange; how could parents give such a name?

Then Zhao Qiansun said, "Xiao Juan, today I'm not called Zhao Qiansun, I'm called White-Butt Judge."

Bao Butong laughed heartily: "Brother, do you even distinguish between today and tomorrow in your name?"

Zhao Qiansun nodded seriously and said, "That's right. I am Zhao Qiansun, Li Zhou Wu Zheng Wang, Feng Chen Chu Wei Jiang Shen Han Yang. Today I am called Zhao Qiansun, tomorrow I am called Zhou Wu Zheng. Is it any of your business?"

Bao Butong shook his head and said, “No, no. First, if you are called Zhao Qiansun today, you should be called Li Zhouwu tomorrow, and Zheng Wangfeng the day after tomorrow. That would be reasonable. Second, you know that my name is Bao Butong, which is the real name my parents gave me. But I only know the name you made up yourself. That is really unfair.”

Zhao Qiansun said, "First, my name is Zhao Qiansun, Zhou Wuzheng, Feng Chenzhu, and I only became Li Wangwei on the fourth day. How is that unreasonable? Second, my original name is not that I am unwilling to tell you, but that I have forgotten it. As for why I forgot it..."

As he said this, large tears suddenly welled up in his eyes and rolled down his cheeks. Pointing at Tan Gong, he said sadly, "Because Xiao Juan abandoned me and married this old bastard Tan Gong, my heart aches and my guts are churning. I can only try my best to forget her, but no matter how hard I try, I can't even forget my own name. I still can't forget this heartless Xiao Juan!"

Upon hearing this, Duan Yu was deeply moved and whispered, "Second Brother, look, there are such devoted lovers in the world. They are truly admirable."

Jiang Mingzhe glanced at him indifferently, thinking to himself, "If I hadn't pointed out that you're in love with Wang Yuyan's grandmother, your current situation wouldn't be much better than Zhao Qiansun's."

The others couldn't help but look at Granny Tan. Many thought to themselves that this old woman was even stronger than most men, yet her name was Xiao Juan. Then they heard Tan Gong angrily say, "Zhao Qiansun, you can speak as you please, but if you mention my wife Ahui again, I'll fight you to the death!"

Everyone was surprised again, thinking that Granny Tan was also called Xiao Juan and A Hui.

Granny Tan retorted angrily, "He is my senior brother. We grew up together and learned martial arts from the same master. Why can't he mention me?"

Tan Gong retorted, his neck stiff, "You are now my wife. If you still think about your senior brother, isn't that unchaste?"

Granny Tan glared and slapped him hard across the face with a loud thud. Grandpa Tan quickly took out some ointment and applied it, instantly reducing the redness and swelling.

Zhao Qiansun stared blankly, saying, "I understand, I understand! So the reason she married you instead of me is because you've mastered this unparalleled skill of taking a beating without fighting back."

Tan Gong snorted, glancing sideways at Zhao Qiansun with an arrogant expression.

Duan Yu was overjoyed and whispered, "Second Brother, look! So this is the secret to love between men and women! For example, if Wanqing hits you like this, and you, despite your high martial arts skills, don't fight back, wouldn't she feel incredibly sweet?"

Jiang Mingzhe slapped him on the head, glared at him, and said, "Third brother, you must never learn these crooked ways. How could a woman who truly loves you bear to hit you?"

Duan Yu retorted, "My sister has a terrible temper. If she hits you..."

He gave up halfway through his sentence and sighed, "If she hits you, Azi will definitely poison her. What else is there to say?"

Another thought arose: if there were several women, they could check and balance each other, wouldn't the men be able to rest easy?
Tan Gong, Tan Po, Zhao Qian Sun, and others were all renowned seniors in the martial arts world, but none of them were mature and prudent. At this moment, they were arguing incessantly because of their love affairs when they were young, and with the addition of Bao Butong, who was always eager to stir up trouble, their words caused the beggars to burst into laughter from time to time.

Qiao Feng frowned as they argued more and more veiled their anger, and looked at Shan Zheng, saying, "Old Master Shan, you are a man who does not tolerate injustice and loves to uphold justice. There must be a reason for you to be here today. If you have any advice, we are all ready to listen."

As he spoke these words, he subtly channeled his inner strength. His voice resounded throughout the forest, causing Tan Gong and the others to fall silent. They, along with the beggars, all turned to look at Shan Zheng.

Dan Zheng was secretly pleased. He stroked his beard and said with an air of righteousness, "My little reputation is nothing to mention. It's just that my friends in the martial arts world value my reputation and are willing to give me this face. Chief Qiao, elders, friends, I have come out of seclusion this time at the request of Elder Xu of your esteemed gang..."

As he spoke, he glanced at Elder Xu, who had blood on his lips and looked utterly dejected. His heart skipped a beat, but his expression remained unchanged. He continued, "Entrusted by Elder Xu of your esteemed gang, I escorted a Madam Ma here to uncover a great secret."

After saying that, he raised his voice and said, "Madam Ma, all your Beggars' Sect's good friends are here. Please come out."

Then a small sedan chair emerged from behind the woods. Two burly men carried it swiftly to the front of the group and gently placed it down. The curtain was lifted, and a young woman dressed in white slowly stepped out.

Jiang Mingzhe opened his eyes wide and looked. Although the young woman had her head down and his face was not visible, his figure was clearly visible.

Beautiful shoulders, wasp waist, peach-shaped hips, and a pair of large, fleshy breasts.

She was wearing a long dress, yet her figure was exquisitely curvaceous.

She walked gracefully to Qiao Feng, bowed deeply, and said softly, "The widow of Ma Men Kang greets the Chief."

Before the words were finished, Azi's excited voice rang out: "Duan Zhengchun, the Prince of Zhennan of Dali, has arrived!"

(End of this chapter)