Young man, please stay

Chapter 15
  The dragon and the elephant move the clouds with their hands.

According to the seventh brother of the Blood Knife Sect, this is the unparalleled secret of Longding Villa, the former leader of the six sects.

But to Qin Lang, this is nothing.

It is said that these are life tips taught by my senior sister, and they are indeed used in daily life.

The most common thing is to catch fish.

……

Whether it was the cold pool on the top of the snow or the lake at the foot of the mountain, Qin Lang's ability to catch fish with his bare hands could definitely be described as a great achievement.

Therefore, this set of life tips that Qin Lang gave himself was actually called "Tianshan Fishing Hands" by another name.

It's not as domineering as the [Dragon Elephant Cloud-moving Hand] mentioned by Brother Qi, but it's more appropriate.

Whether it's under a deep and cold snow cave or in a lake with lush aquatic plants, Qin Lang uses this method to catch fish, which can be said to be like picking out something from a bag.

And that series of techniques that seem unpredictable in battle are much simpler when used to fish, and they are nothing more than a set of eight-character tactics.

Grasp! grip! wipe! according to!
  With these four words, no matter how smooth, fat, or tender the fish is, they can't escape Qin Lang's clutches.

Of course, just like horse riding, the senior sister must have personally taught Qin Lang in all such skills.

For example, when I was a child and I was still naive, my senior sister would let little Qin Lang learn to catch fish while bathing in the hot springs on the mountain.

……

Of course, Qin Lang later learned that what his senior sister asked him to practice catching was not the so-called "big white fish, a specialty of Tianshan Mountain".

……

Forget the past.

After many years of becoming sensible, Qin Lang usually chooses to seal this kind of memory in the depths, unwilling to recall it. If he thinks too much, he always feels that his body is unclean...

But as far as the results are concerned, no matter what, Qin Lang has indeed become an expert at catching fish.

The two girls at home had to recuperate, and the princess happened to like to eat fish. On the way to the river, Qin Lang met the storyteller who had not yet left the stall, so he simply took the old storyteller shoulder to shoulder and went down to the river to fish.

With the storyteller to help, Qin Lang was only responsible for throwing fish to the shore, and the storyteller just put them into the bamboo basket one by one.

This kind of small crucian carp, which is less than the length of a hand, is abundant in the river.

I heard that in the Huaizhou area on the south bank of the Chijiang River, many farmers fish directly in the fields to feed pigs. Qin Lang is doing the same thing now. He steps on the cobblestone river bottom, bends down and grabs one with his hands.

After a while, there were at least thirty small crucian carp in the bamboo basket.

"Tsk, tsk, the water in Chijiang River is really good, this explosion rate..."

Qin Lang excitedly muttered some words that the storyteller couldn't understand. After landing, he mentioned the bamboo basket:
  "Old sir, can you take some back with you?"

"Hey, what's so delicious about this thing? Why don't you eat more fat during the Chinese New Year?"

The storyteller looked uninterested, so Qin Lang was not polite. He bought some more tofu at the morning market and some horsetail grass from the tea stall, and took it home like a salesman.

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squeak-

Back home, Qin Lang saw Su Yinping sitting on the bed practicing kung fu again, so he did not disturb her, put down other things, and only carried a bamboo basket of fish to the foot of the locust tree.

The girl in black was also sitting there, next to Su Yinping's white mare, one person, one horse and one tree, bathed in the soft morning light, as quiet and beautiful as a painting.

"Still feeding the horses?"

Qin Lang sat down next to Gu Jin. The girl looked wary and moved her butt to the other side.

Qin Lang smiled helplessly and didn't care. He put the bamboo basket next to him, took out an old blunt hatchet, and started killing the fish and scraping their scales.

His movements were quick, and when he finished the first step, the girl next to him hadn't even had a sneak peek yet.

So while waiting for the second item to be dealt with, Gu Jin couldn't help but take the initiative to speak:

"Are you killing here?"

"Yes, the smell is too strong when killing fish in the house. The wind here is high and there is Chijiang River below. After killing the fish, just throw the internal organs and scales into the river. Dust will return to dust."

Qin Lang was working as he talked. Gu Jin looked at his dusty side face. It was hard to imagine for a moment that this man who looked like an ordinary farmer's youth actually wiped out an entire small and well-known family by himself last night. Jianghu sect.

Of course, to be precise... it's "almost" one person...

"I see that Su Nuxia insists on practicing every day? Is this the same in the capital?"

Qin Lang suddenly asked this question. After hearing the words, Gu Jin pondered and nodded slowly:

"Well, I practice "Puxin Jue" every day. It's a very basic internal skill. I've practiced it every day for more than ten years."

"Over ten years…"

Qin Lang frowned and murmured, Gu Jin raised his eyes and looked at the blue clouds in the sky:
  "Madam, she always works hard on the things she likes."

"Nvxia Su likes martial arts, Jianghu, doesn't like staying in the boudoir, doesn't like... loneliness, right?"

"..."

Gu Jin did not comment, but glanced at Qin Lang strangely, and then continued to look at the sky with the little mare.

"Madam, she is... very talented and stupid."

"?"

"Especially in martial arts, she is very stupid, but she has always dreamed of becoming a grandmaster one day."

"Great Master..."

Qin Lang's heart trembled slightly, that was a title only the master among masters deserved.

……

Although there are no clear divisions among the martial arts realms in the Great Zhou world, there are unclear divisions.

Martial artist, martial artist, grandmaster, grand master, at least in the arena, these four levels cannot be called randomly.

Like the head of the three sects and six sects, calling others "a martial artist" is a harsh curse.

As for those who are truly considered martial artists, such as the seventh brother of the Blood Knife Sect, who are good fighters, calling him a martial artist would be flattering, and calling him a master would be even more disrespectful.

According to Qin Lang's own estimation, the leaders of the twelve Jianghu sects, such as Xue Gui, who has a sword in his hand, should be as strong as a martial artist.

As for the Grand Master…

There is no doubt that he must be an expert among the six sects and a big boss in the three sects. Only those who have reached that level are qualified.

……

"But with Madam's qualifications, let alone a great master, she may not be able to reach the realm of a grandmaster in this lifetime..."

"..."

Qin Lang wanted to know whether it was inappropriate for you, as a personal guard, to talk about your family head like this. But if you take a closer look, you can see that there is no sarcasm or ridicule in Gu Jin's eyes, but just a hint of depression.

"Madam, she always believes that with perseverance and hard work, she will be able to achieve her dreams..."

"Do you believe this kind of thing?"

"letter."

Gu Jin nodded lightly:

"Madam believes it, I believe it... In the capital, there are not many things that Madam is allowed to persevere and work hard on..."

"..."

This was the first time that Qin Lang heard Gu Jin say so many words at once, and it was also the first time that Qin Lang had a real curiosity about Su Yinping and Gu Jin and wanted to know them.

"You often talk about how my wife is doing. Can you tell me about yourself?"

"I have nothing to talk about."

After leaving the subject of [Mrs.], the girl in black decisively returned to her usual indifference. Even her long ponytail stopped blowing in the wind and hung coldly on the back of her head.

Qin Lang didn't say much and continued killing fish silently.

"..."

Seeing that he really stopped asking, Gu Jin didn't know what kind of feeling arose in her heart. Anyway, she just felt a little uncomfortable. So after a long time, she suddenly picked up a fish in the bamboo basket and stretched out another handful. own dagger.

puff!
  wow wow...

The girl, who had never done such work before, was very quick in her hands and feet, opening up the intestines and scraping off the scales, which made Qin Lang seriously doubt whether she had mistaken the fish for him...

"Ahem...actually it's good like just now..."

"..."

"That is to say...if you don't want to talk sometimes, we won't talk..."

"..."

"Just staying together quietly like this, the way you don't speak is actually pretty good."

blah-

The dagger in his hand trembled, cut crookedly, and accidentally cut off a fish head.

"You didn't cut your hand, did you?"

Qin Lang frowned and subconsciously grabbed a few of the girl's white fingertips. Before he could see clearly, the girl had already quickly pulled back, turned around and left with the little white horse.

What was left to Qin Lang, apart from his back in black, was still two shiny ears hidden in the hair...

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Later in the afternoon, Qingzhou Mansion.

In the reception room of the central hall, on the grand master's chair carved from nanmu wood, Zhou Ning, the black-haired and childlike-looking prefect of Qingzhou, was blowing a bowl of tea while looking at an officer and soldier standing in front of him from time to time.

"grown ups."

After a while, the officers and soldiers felt a little uncomfortable, and they cupped their fists and said:

"Everything my subordinate said is true! After your Excellency received the letter from Fei Ge in Jianping County, we forty horsemen and horses, all in armor, with face coverings on our mouths, rushed to the Blood Sword Gate all night long. As a result, at dawn, we watched on the road When we arrived at the corpses of everyone from the Blood Knife Sect, the village they were in was already empty, and it seemed... someone had destroyed the clan!"

"Oh, I got it, why are you panicking? I didn't say I didn't believe you..."

Prefect Zhou Ning frowned and took a sip of tea:

"I was just thinking. I had people follow the white-haired elder before. Halfway through, the old man threw Xue Gui's body into the river and fled. Now that everyone in the Blood Blade Sect is dead, where will he go? Woolen cloth…?"

……

I don’t know if it’s a motto, but Zhou Ning was reminding the elder two days ago that it is better to keep the Blood Knife Sect low-key and to remove him from the clan than to kill him.

Who would have thought that they would really offend someone they shouldn't be offended, so they managed to survive and robbed Princess Qingli of Da Zhou.

As a result, the princess who paid a private visit incognito asked the magistrate of Jianping County to send a letter overnight, calling on the Xue Dao Sect to be wiped out.

The Blood Knife Sect, as one of the twelve sects, was already at the end of its strength, but now the Holy Sage's biological sister, a prince-like presence, even personally named them.

Now, besides the regent, who else in the world can protect the Blood Knife Sect? Not only was he expelled, he was actually exterminated!

It's just a coincidence that Zhou Ning has already dispatched soldiers and horses from the state capital very quickly. Who knows that someone else is faster and kills everyone in the Blood Knife Sect except the elders on the official road.

For Zhou Ning, I have to say that it was a small help.

……

"Sir, do you think...who will destroy the Blood Knife Sect?"

"Who knows? The Blood Knife Sect is notorious. Now that it has re-emerged, it might not be surprising if some Jianghu hero passes by Qingzhou and is wiped out by it. This is Jianghu, do you understand?"

"Yes Yes Yes…"

The officers and soldiers were respectful, but Zhou Ning didn't take it seriously. After thinking for a moment, he muttered:

"Everyone in the Blood Knife Sect is now dead, the elder is missing, and the body of the sect leader was thrown into the river by the elder... Well... Let's divide the matter of [Qingzhou Prefecture's troops to successfully annihilate the Blood Knife Sect, a scourge in the rivers and lakes] into two parts. One message was sent to the magistrate of Jianping County and Princess Qingli; the other message was to find someone to bring some silver and spread it in Tingyuxuan in Qingzhou and Jinzhou."

"grown ups?"

The officers and soldiers were a little confused:

"This time, in a more serious sense, we are attacking a traitor. Can we report it directly to the Holy One? Get a reward or something?"

"idiot…"

Zhou Ning rolled his eyes at the officers and soldiers:
  "Tingyuxuan in various places in the Great Zhou Dynasty was originally the property of the imperial court's Jiaofangsi. The Jiaofangsi belonged to the Ministry of Rites, and the Ministry of Rites were all members of the Holy Sage... On the surface, Tingyuxuan was an official brothel, but in fact it was the Holy Sage's presence throughout the whole country. The eyes and ears of Dazhou! Just like Ningxiang Pavilion, which is also a brothel, is the eyes and ears of Tianhe Sect! So once the news about me reaches Ting Yuxuan, people in Ting Yuxuan will hear again that it is related to Princess Qingli, and the emperor Naturally, we will know it as soon as possible.”

"But sir, since the news is going to reach the Holy Emperor's ears anyway, is this circuitous... necessary?"

"Nonsense! Do you think Princess Qingli paid a private visit incognito and was almost killed by the Blood Knife Sect? This is something worth publicizing?!"

"Oh, yes, yes! It's my subordinate who is stupid..."

After Zhou Ning scolded him, the officers and soldiers nodded their heads in a belated manner.

"Also, that Xue Gui was killed by the young knight from Jianping County. Has the silver reward gone to him?"

"It has already been sent."

"If you do this, prepare a fast horse to catch up and give him an additional fifty taels of silver reward."

"Then... Sir, do you want to put this information into the news and spread it out?"

"No, unless the emperor personally asks about it, we won't mention the sect leader alone. The point is that the Blood Knife Sect will be destroyed by our Qingzhou Mansion."

"Yes!"

(End of this chapter)