Martial Arts Crossover: My Wife is the Top Scholar

Chapter 152 My father-in-law is in trouble, why are there so many demons and monsters!
The headquarters of the Chess Immortal Sect was engulfed in flames.

The dark cloud that had shrouded Shiliang Town for decades was completely wiped away from the world by a dazzling burst of fire.

There will never be another Wen family elder, nor will there be a chess master sect, a golden snake swordsman, or a golden snake manual.

"Phoenix, I didn't expect you to be so forgiving."

"Does Brother Li think I'm a narrow-minded, vindictive, and vicious woman? You're such a scoundrel! If I were narrow-minded, I would have poisoned you first!"

"Are there any treasures that are immune to all poisons?"

"Of course I can. Once you marry me, I can cure you of any poison you may have."

What if I'm poisoned by the love flower?

"Brother Li, stop teasing me, or I'll give you a pound of laxatives and make you have a terrible bout of diarrhea."

"It can't be that poisonous, can it?"

"You think the Five Poisons Sect is just a bunch of empty boasts?"

"The Miao women are indeed known for their affection!"

"What does this have to do with Miao women being amorous?"

"If it weren't for the Miao women's loyalty and righteousness, Duan Zhengchun, Wen Liangong, Xianyu Tong, and others would probably have been poisoned to death long ago. How could they have survived until now?"

"Brother Li seems to have overlooked one person."

"Who?"

"Of course it's Brother Li himself!"

Lan Fenghuang stepped on Li Zhaoting's foot, then ran like a butterfly into the woods, where she danced gracefully.

In late spring, March, the grass grows long in Jiangnan, flowers bloom on trees, and orioles fly in flocks. While the north is still cold, the south has long been warm and flowers are in bloom, full of the breath of spring.

Officials during this period were extremely overworked.

On the one hand, they need to oversee spring plowing and observe sowing.

On the one hand, the rivers thawed, causing floods.

Especially in some high-altitude areas and areas with different climates, it is easy to create a situation where half of the land is flooded and the other half is covered by ice. In order to deal with the disaster, it is necessary to send martial arts masters to attack the ice surface and break the ice before it thaws to avoid secondary damage.

What if you can't find a martial arts master?
We can use mortars or bombers to bomb it!

That's what later generations did!

Bomb the glacier at regular intervals and in fixed quantities.

Quzhou is not far from Hangzhou. Li Zhaoting took a detour for a day to ask Feng Shaoqing if he was busy.

Feng Shaoqing said he was extremely busy.

The Qiantang River dike needed repairs, and the imperial court sent people to escort the funds for the repairs. For some reason, instead of a large army escorting the funds, it was a security escort agency that escorted them.

The escort for the river repair funds was the Tiger Might Escort Agency, a well-known escort agency in the capital. The chief escort, Yang Huyun, was skilled with a nine-ringed broadsword and his martial arts skills were passable.

Yang Huyun was well-liked. With such a heavy burden on his shoulders, he immediately sought help from chivalrous people. A large group of people came, but he still felt uneasy.

Feng Shaoqing also felt it wasn't safe enough, so he sent Li Zhaoting to meet the escort agency to prevent them from being robbed by bandits.

"My dear son-in-law! You have made many contributions in the capital, and I have benefited greatly from them. I will be promoted this year, so there must be no problems. My dear son-in-law, everything depends on you!"

Feng Shaoqing looked at Li Zhaoting with teary eyes.

What can Li Zhaoting do?
Of course, I'll agree to Feng Shaoqing's request!

"Father-in-law, give me the map. I want to see if there are any dangerous spots so I can prepare defenses in advance."

"Here you go~ this is the route map."

"My father-in-law has prepared everything so thoroughly!"

"Better safe than sorry! Better safe than sorry!"

Feng Shaoqing gave an awkward smile.

For the past six months or so, Li Zhaoting has been stirring up trouble in the martial arts world, while Feng Shaoqing has been enjoying great success in the officialdom. Once his three-year term as prefect is over, he will be promoted to vice minister.

According to news from the capital, the positions are either Vice Minister of the Ministry of Rites or Vice Minister of the Ministry of Personnel, both high-ranking and extremely lucrative posts that should be firmly grasped.

This is the advantage of having a grandmaster in the family. Even though Li Zhaoting did not enter the court as an official, the commotion he caused while training in the martial arts world could generate merits, which Li Zhaoting did not need to claim; they were all attributed to his elders.

"Father-in-law, I must tell you something: repairing the river embankment is of utmost importance, and you must not lift a finger to help."

"What are you talking about! After more than ten years of ups and downs in officialdom, how could I lose my post for such a petty gain? Even if you let Lord Di investigate me, you won't find anything wrong."

"Should I hire a water conservancy expert?"

"Which talented person would you like to recommend, son-in-law?"

"Yue Qing of the Lu Ban Divine Axe Sect!"

The disciples of Lu Ban's Divine Axe Sect each have their own focus.

Yue Qing majored in civil engineering.

The Paradise Tower and the secret passage of the Cloud Temple were both designed and built by Yue Qing. He was also very skilled at fine craftsmanship, and the printing plates for making counterfeit banknotes were carved by Yue Qing himself.

Zhu Ting majored in mechanical engineering and forgery.

The printing plates for the Datong Baochao were engraved by Zhu Ting. When Zhu Ting was short of money, he would occasionally make a few counterfeit items or design defensive mechanisms for some wealthy families.

Yue Qing retired in Dali, doing nothing and wasting his great talents. Since he didn't want his talents to go to outsiders, he sent Yue Qing over when his father-in-law needed him.

……

This is a run-down shop with three or four broken tables and most of the stools missing legs. Flies are everywhere, on the tables, stools, and even on people's heads.

Especially on the head of a drunkard.

The drunkard was completely intoxicated, snoring loudly and his lung capacity was terrifying. Every time he exhaled or inhaled, a gust of wind would blow through the tavern, causing the paper windows to rattle loudly. The tavern owner was on the verge of tears.

Logically, the drunkard should be thrown out, but this drunkard is tall and strong, as fat as a bear, and weighs at least 300 pounds. The shop owner is thin and small, and could be blown over by a gust of wind. How can they move this drunkard?

Such a small shop can't afford to hire employees. He is the boss, the employee, the cook, and the accountant all at the same time. Looking at the strong man sleeping soundly, he only hopes that the strong man will give him a few more coins when he wakes up. He can't move people!
Strangely enough, a drunkard blocking the doorway and snoring shouldn't have attracted any customers, yet the tavern was packed with patrons, all of whom were martial arts masters wielding knives and swords, coming and going in waves.

These people entered the tavern with their noses in the air, incredibly arrogant. But upon seeing the drunkard, they all slunk away, leaving without their food. Later, the tavern owner learned his lesson: after customers ordered, he would let them see the drunkard first before preparing the food, saving both time and costs.

Just as the shop owner was silently wondering how many customers would come today, two burly men entered from outside.

He had a purple face and a bushy beard, with two hooks hanging from his waist.

He wore a long blue cloth robe, his left ear was missing half, and a scar ran from the corner of his left ear to the corner of his right mouth, making his sallow face look ferocious and ugly.

The two men saw the drunk man as soon as they entered the room.

They could certainly recognize who the drunkard was.

Apart from Tang Zhuquan, the world's number one drunkard, there would never be such a fat drunkard in the world, nor would anyone feed flies in a tavern just to guard a shipment.

"Greetings, Young Master Tang!"

"Snoring~ Snoring~ Snoring~"

The two were met with heavy snoring.

“Young Master Tang, you have neither a need for money nor an interest in becoming an official, so why get involved in this matter? There are many experts here this time, and we are worried about your extra weight.”

Who do you think you are?

Tang Zhuquan raised his head, let out a loud burp reeking of alcohol, stretched out a long yawn, spread his arms wide, baring his chest and exposing his belly, showing no concern whatsoever about being ambushed.

"Green Robe Pavilion, Soul-Snatching Hand!"

"The Green Robe Tower, the Iron-Faced Judge!"

The two men brandished the signboard of Qingyi Tower, hoping that Tang Zhuquan would back down and not waste his life.

Founded 35 years ago, Qingyi Tower started as a single small building. Today, it has grown to 108 buildings, each with 108 members, totaling over 10,000. It is financially powerful and boasts numerous experts.

The Qingyi Tower dislikes encroaching on territory; its only hobby is making money. They do all kinds of business, whether it's a business with capital or one without.

To secure this river repair funding, the Green Robe Tower mobilized three entire buildings and over three hundred people to maintain a stakeout overnight. The goal was to eliminate any caravans within fifteen minutes of spotting them.

Not only that, but there are also two major bandit groups, Soul Broken Valley and Seven Kill Valley, who are eyeing the funds for repairing the river.

The Tiger Might Escort Agency and the heroes invited by Yang Huyun alone are definitely not enough to stop these masters.

Tang Zhuquan came to lend a helping hand.

Let alone the two junior managers of Qingyi Tower, even if the head of Qingyi Tower personally robbed the caravan, he wouldn't be able to make Tang Zhuquan back down an inch. Tang Zhuquan flicked his fingers, looked coldly at the two of them, and a strong killing intent flashed in his eyes.

Tang Zhuquan was not a soft-hearted person. With so many people trying to rob the caravan, he would definitely have to defeat them one by one and eliminate a group of enemy experts to ensure safety.

Since that's the case, then... let's kill them!
Tang Zhuquan charged at the Soul-Hooking Hand like a heavy truck. Just as the Soul-Hooking Hand drew his double hooks, Tang Zhuquan nimbly turned around, using the steps of the Whirlwind Dance to deflect two feet away, and thrust a finger at the Iron-Faced Judge.

The Iron-Faced Judge was a master of Iron Head Kung Fu. Once, someone tried to slash his face with a knife, but the steel knife was shattered by the impact. The Iron-Faced Judge became famous after that, but it was later proven to be a boast. The scars on his face dispelled the legend.

Tang Zhuquan naturally wouldn't believe the rumors.

Whether or not he has an iron mask, he's doomed!
"Pfft!"

Blood splattered everywhere!
The iron-faced judge now has a large hole in his forehead.

Tang Zhuquan followed up with another flash, dodging the Soul-Hooking Hand's deadly double hooks, and raised his palm, which was even thicker than a bear's paw, to slap the Soul-Hooking Hand hard on the back of the head.

The Soul-Hooking Hand staggered twice, and the corpse fell to the ground.

Tang Zhuquan searched the two men and found more than a dozen silver notes, which he handed to the tavern owner: "You should open a tavern somewhere else; it's very unsafe here."

"Thank you, sir! Thank you, sir!"

"Go! Go! I've bought the tavern!"

"I'm leaving right now! I'm leaving immediately!"

The tavern owner hurriedly ran away.

Tang Zhuquan rummaged through the woodshed and found a rope used to tie up pigs, then used it to hang up the two corpses.

……

"Hehewu~~ Hehewu ah~~"

The escorts shouted loudly from the front, the镖师 (bodyguards) of Tiger Might Escort Agency looked worried, and Yang Huyun lowered his eyebrows. He had just received bad news that another group of people wanted to rob the goods. This time, the experts who came were several times more terrifying than those from Seven Kill Valley.

Dragon Valley!
The valley master's name is Fang Yulong. He was originally an ordinary stable boy. By chance, he obtained the "Five Ancestors' Child Skill" created by five top masters, mastered it, and became a peerless martial artist, stirring up trouble in the martial arts world.

The "Five Ancestors" are not the Five Ancestors of Shaolin, but rather five masters who roamed the martial arts world more than a hundred years ago. Each of them left behind a move, and together they created this divine skill.

According to the manual, there should be five moves, but the manual only records the first three moves, and the rest are blank. Fang Yulong's martial arts skills all come from this manual, and he treasures it extremely, so he dares not drown it or burn it.

Fortunately, all five ancestors possessed genuine skills. Even with only the Three Heavens Heart Sutra and only three martial arts techniques, they could still become powerful underworld tycoons who dominated their respective regions.

Fang Yulong of Evil Dragon Valley is far more renowned than the Invincible Young Master of Broken Soul Valley and the Golden-Armed Child of Seven Kill Valley. To defeat him, one would need the intervention of a Grandmaster of the Heavenly Gang.

Even grandmasters are not very stable.

Because Fang Yulong excels at defense, he is a super tank with thick skin and high HP. If his attack power is not strong enough, swords and blades will only scratch his skin.

Even the grandmasters who seek immortality and enlightenment cannot defeat him; only ruthless individuals who have fought their way through countless battles can deal with him.

Thinking of this, Yang Huyun felt despair.

He originally intended to take this opportunity to make a fortune, incite martial arts heroes and bandits to fight each other, fake his death to escape, and take the money for river repairs to the countryside to live the life of a wealthy man.

I never expected there to be so many formidable opponents.

I was initially worried that the expert who was helping me was too strong.

Now the concern is that the experts helping out aren't strong enough.

Fang Yulong, Invincible Young Master, Golden-Armed Boy, and Qingyilou are not reasonable people. Even if Yang Huyun has Zhang Yi's skills, these brutes will first kill the entire Huwei Escort Agency with wild knives, and then fight each other for the river repair funds.

Where can I find an expert to help me?

God!

I need an expert to help me!

(End of this chapter)