Swords emerge from the human world

Chapter 24: Human Feelings Change, Sword Embryo Takes Shape
That night, Wang Fu got completely drunk and his servant A Ping hired a carriage to take him home.

Chen Jin did not follow. Instead, he went to the Qingshan Martial Arts School and found the door ajar. Shi Qifeng was still awake, as if he knew Chen Jin was coming.

Without any formalities or pleasantries, they directly arranged for me to stay in a side room.

Chen Jin was the kind of person who could settle down in any remote mountain or temple, so he didn't care about the sleeping conditions. As usual, he practiced his breathing exercises and then took a nap.

Things are different now. His physical condition has greatly improved, and his mental state is even more vigorous. His five senses are sharp, and he can be alerted by the slightest unusual movement.

The night passed quickly.

The next morning, Chen Jin got up early, ate breakfast at a nearby restaurant, and then packed some food to take home.

Shi Qifeng ate everything without any ceremony. After resting for a while, he called Chen Jin and went to a room filled with various tools and utensils to begin preparing to forge the sword.

"You're lucky. I happen to have a piece of black iron raw material lying around. Its size, thickness, and weight are all quite suitable for forging a heavy sword. But I have one condition: you have to copy a weapon-forging method for me. Is that alright?"

As Shi Qifeng spoke, his eyes shone brightly, filled with eager anticipation, as if afraid that Chen Jin would refuse.

But Chen Jin only considered it for a moment before nodding in agreement.

He didn't pay any price when he obtained the "Treatise on the Investigation of the Five Elements" from Linghu Xueli. The only difficulty was deciphering the original rune, which was also effortless.

So I'll just tidy up a simplified version and give it to Shi Qifeng; it's no big deal.

Shi Qifeng's reaction was different; he was overjoyed: "Thank you! How about this, I won't charge you any fees for forging this sword for you."

The two then formed a cooperative relationship and got to work.

As evening approached, Wang Fu brought A Ping to the door and was stunned by the bustling scene inside.

Born into a wealthy family, he never lacked food or clothing. He could become a martial arts master whenever he wanted, and buy whichever weapon he desired, or pay a high price to have it custom-made.
He appreciates the sharpness of the weapon and the carefully designed configuration and decoration; he doesn't care how the weapon was forged.

I have no intention of studying it.

The actions of a chivalrous knight should be riding a horse against the west wind, drinking heartily; the demeanor of an immortal is even more so, with an air of otherworldly grace, moving freely in and out of the heavens.

What does it mean to be wielding a hammer and sweating profusely while forging iron?
Therefore, Wang Fu was not very interested in the weapon-refining method that Linghu Xueli gave to Chen Jin. What he couldn't forget was his desire to follow the other party to cultivate immortality.

"Brother Chen, you are truly amazing. You can put down your books to forge a sword."

Chen Jin said calmly, "It would be good to have the opportunity to learn another skill."

"Great. Let's go eat and drink, it's on me. Let's go to Maolin Restaurant and have a good drink."

"I won't go tonight; I still have a lot of work to do."

Wang Fu was taken aback: "But it won't make a difference if we wait a little longer."

Chen Jin smiled and said, "If you add it all up, there will be quite a few sessions here and there."

Wang Fu was taken aback and scratched his head: "In that case, I'll have A Ping pack some to eat."

"Okay, thank you very much."

Wang Fu changed the subject: "I went to the Zhao family this afternoon and met with Zhao, the registrar, to report your uncle's matter to him."

"Oh, what did he say?"

He said he would investigate thoroughly and then give a reply.

Chen Jin's eyes flashed, but he remained noncommittal.

Wang Fu explained, "Zhao Zhubu's attitude was very good; he even asked about your uncle's injuries with concern."

Chen Jin smiled: "Then let's wait for his reply... By the way, Brother Wang, I'm currently too busy to go anywhere. I'd like to ask you to go to Datang Township and send a message home to let them know I'm safe, so they won't worry." "No problem, I'll take care of it."

Wang Fu readily agreed.

Although he was over thirty, he still had a passionate heart and a chivalrous spirit.

……

"Fu'er, did you speak on someone's behalf and complain to Magistrate Zhao?"

The next day, at the Wang family's residence.

Wang's father, Wang Yuanshan, summoned Wang Fu and asked him directly.

Wang Fudao said, "Yes."

He immediately recounted the whole story, filled with righteous indignation, and said, "Father, in this matter, Steward Zhao and his associates have acted in a very unethical and outrageous manner. I simply cannot stand by and watch. Moreover, the one who was involved is a member of Chen Jin's family. How can I just stand by and do nothing?"

After listening, Wang Yuanshan pondered for a moment and asked, "So Chen Jin told you to go to Magistrate Zhao and demand justice?"

Wang Fu quickly replied, "No, he didn't say that. I volunteered to help myself."

"Are you confused? Since they're discussing this in front of you, doesn't that mean they know your temperament and want you to step in?"

“Father, I don’t think Chen Jin is that kind of person. Besides, given my relationship with him, there’s no need for all these roundabout methods. I’ll help him as long as he asks.”

Wang Yuanshan: "..."

He sighed and said, "Fu'er, what can I say to you? You really don't know the wickedness of people's hearts... I'm not targeting Chen Jin, but just stating the facts. Chen Jin is obviously helpless and powerless. He can only rely on our family's connections to get an explanation, which is understandable."

Wang Fu said in surprise, "Father, you don't understand Chen Jin. He is by no means a weak scholar; he is a capable man..."

Wang Yuanshan waved his hand, too lazy to listen to his son's ramblings, and didn't believe him at all.

With Chen Jin's background and circumstances, what abilities could he possibly have? That's utter nonsense. If he were truly capable, he would have gone to see Magistrate Zhao long ago; why would he need to use his own son?
Wang Fu was naive and easily trusted people.

After this incident, Wang Yuanshan's impression of Chen Jin worsened, and he said impatiently, "Fine. You helped him file a complaint with Magistrate Zhao, which is equivalent to repaying his kindness. From now on, we owe each other nothing. Fu'er, you really need to think twice before you act in the future. Although Magistrate Zhao is about to leave Maoxian, he is being promoted to Yixian as magistrate. The two counties are adjacent, and his influence should not be underestimated. Otherwise, why would I have offered such a generous gift? It was all to cultivate relationships so that we could have support in the future. But you, by causing this mess, have completely destroyed those relationships."

Wang Fu was quite unconvinced, but found it difficult to argue his case. After all, he only had a superficial understanding of Chen Jin's abilities and couldn't explain why.

He had no choice but to take his leave, and together with Ah Ping, they boarded a carriage and headed to Datang Township.

This trip not only brought news of their safety, but also included many tonics and gifts, clearly intended as a gesture of goodwill.

When he arrived at the Chen family home and saw Chen Yuan, who was recuperating in bed, and Chen Zhi, he first took out Chen Jin's handwritten letter and then talked about his negotiation with Zhao Zhubu to file a complaint.

After hearing this, Chen Yuan and his son were moved to tears and relieved.

They subconsciously believed that the matter was over, and that Chen Jin, after entering the city, had obtained an explanation from Zhao, the magistrate, through his connections with the Wang family.

that's enough.

As for whether the money used for bribery can be recovered, and what kind of punishment Zhao the steward will receive, that depends on Zhao the magistrate's decision.

……

Aoyama Martial Arts School.

Day three.

The sword embryo is gradually taking shape.

(End of this chapter)