activa-t Chapter 109, Respect Me as You Would a God
Chapter 109, Respect Me as You Would a God
Chapter 110, Respect Me as You Would a God
It was around four in the morning.
In the darkest hour before dawn, Ren Qingshan emerged from the miasma forest.
Two more, mangled, tortured corpses lay beneath the trees.
There are also two precious swords buried there, both mixed with a metal-attribute five-element spiritual object called "Thunder Pattern Iron Essence". It can be used to forge weapons and can greatly improve the quality of weapons. They are worth more than 150,000 taels each, but they are too conspicuous and are not easy to sell for the time being.
Hu Shankui never revealed where the remaining 600,000 taels of silver were hidden until his death—as a bandit leader, he was truly a ruthless and cunning man!
Hu Shanlang, however, couldn't hold back any longer and revealed two more places he had secretly hidden over the years: one was in the cellar of the village widow's house where he was with his lover, and the other was under a large rock on the cliff of the mountain village.
Ren Qingshan didn't have time to verify its authenticity.
After washing himself thoroughly in the cold mountain stream, he used his inner energy to dry his clothes and quickly returned to Yushugou.
He can kill one man in ten steps, and leave no trace for a thousand miles!
He accomplished his task and left without a trace, concealing his merit and fame!
What I did tonight truly echoed this poem.
Harvest: 670,000 taels of silver, two precious swords, twelve bottles of internal organ pills, a number of other elixirs, and two treasure blind boxes — total value exceeding one million taels!
They returned to the Li family quietly.
Inside the room, his wife and children were fast asleep.
Ren Qingshan slipped into bed, wrapped his arms around her soft, warm body, listened to her hum softly, snuggle close to him, opened her eyes in the darkness, gave her a sweet kiss, and then drifted back to sleep peacefully—a sense of peace and contentment welled up within him.
morning.
The Li family was preparing a sumptuous breakfast when they received a report from their subordinates that Li Yiming's master, Li Mubai, had arrived with his men.
Li Yiming quickly went to greet him.
Ren Qingshan also saw this former magistrate of Huaiyin County, now an official at the prefectural canal. Seeing that his clothes were stained with blood, and that he carried a bow and a sword, and hearing his voice, he immediately realized that he was the "masked soldier" from last night!
It immediately dawned on me why it was him.
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He wanted to become a sub-prefect, so he took the initiative to suppress bandits and accumulate merits.
However, his position as prefectural judge is largely gone; he didn't accomplish his mission, didn't capture the bandit leader, and didn't know about the treasure.
After a brief exchange of pleasantries, they went their separate ways.
Li Mubai knew that Ren Qingshan had escaped unscathed from the "Liu Mansion Case" a few days ago and was now with his wife, children, and maids. He didn't think much of it and just told his disciple to draw people from Juyitang to conduct a thorough search of Shahu Pass.
This was his remedy.
What if we can make a discovery?
Ren Qingshan and Jiang Shi'an walked on the official road again.
When passing through Shahu Pass, we saw many caravans and government officials, as well as village chiefs and villagers from several nearby villages, making it quite lively.
The crowd was abuzz with discussion, and the yamen runners said that the government wanted to build a post station here.
This was certainly a good thing, and everyone who heard the news clapped and praised it.
Ren Qingshan remained calm, knowing that they were not acting in the best interests of the people, but rather using this as a base to search for the stored silver. He couldn't help but wonder how to safely retrieve the silver.
Without money shops, it's really inconvenient.
But for wealthy households, this inconvenience was precisely why they cast it into silver gourds.
We need to hurry!
After all, although the mountains are vast and there are many miasma forests, there is still a possibility that those buried there might be discovered.
An Ran passed through the Tiger's Pass and returned to the prefectural city. He bid farewell to Jiang Shi'an and brought his wife, children, and maids home. Seeing that they were all happy, looking around the house with delight and chatting about the prosperity of the prefectural city, Ren Qingshan couldn't help but smile.
A new life in the prefectural city has now officially begun.
After pondering for several days, Ren Qingshan couldn't come up with a particularly good way to collect the buried silver.
The biggest challenge, of course, is getting into the city and finding reliable people to prevent leaks.
He felt a mix of amusement and exasperation—bandits were still the most effective.
Xiao Hui, do you have the potential to be a bandit leader?
Of course, this is just a thought.
The black gloves of important figures are just consumables. Once you enter the world of outlaws, there's no turning back. He's going to take the martial arts exam next year; that's the right path.
It seems we have no choice but to use the brute force method.
Ants moving house.
Even if they moved, they couldn't move into the city, otherwise they wouldn't be able to get past the garrison.
I need a manor, similar to the Lu family mansion, located outside the city and between Shahu Pass.
Having decided on his plan, Ren Qingshan immediately used the excuse that the autumn harvest was approaching and he needed a granary to look for a suitable courtyard near his farmland.
They found a place quite quickly.
Spanning 81 acres, far from any village or shop, it is an estate with a huge drill ground and horse farm in front, and a seven-courtyard complex in the middle. However, it has been abandoned for many years and is quite old, with weeds growing everywhere. The back garden is backed by a mountain, and the flowers there are almost sentient.
After careful inquiry, it was learned that five years ago, this place belonged to a prominent family named Gongsun, who held the official position of Tongzhi. This man was powerful and influential, but he had a penchant for womanizing. He would abduct women from the city to his country estate, where he would humiliate and murder them. Over the years, he had abducted nearly a hundred women, and his activities were extremely rampant.
The case was later solved by Feng Jianqin, and the magistrate was executed along with his entire family, while the manor was reclaimed by the imperial court.
Because of its remote location and perceived negative energy, no one has been willing to take it over, and it has remained unused until now.
Ren Qingshan had seen this courtyard before.
I am very satisfied with the layout.
Even though it's a haunted house, it doesn't matter, I'll use it for now—I'm not afraid!
So they spent 28,000 taels of silver to buy the mansion from the government office, and hired people to remove weeds and ash, repair the roof, and unclog the drains—and it was quickly cleaned up.
Ren Yaohui had no doubts about this matter, and was even more unaware of Ren Qingshan's true purpose.
After all, storing grain definitely requires a place.
"Sixth Uncle, this house is really nice. It can be passed down from generation to generation. When are you going to take a second wife? Our family is really not thriving these days."
While accompanying Ren Qingshan to look over the courtyard, he mustered up his courage and asked with a smile.
"None of your business!" Ren Qingshan glared at him, shook his head and smiled. "After the martial arts examination next year, you can't relax. You also have to take the martial arts exam next year. Now, you finally have a proper place to practice martial arts. Come, let your sixth uncle test your martial arts skills."
He usually received guidance gradually and steadily, and he never lacked qi and blood replenishing pills. Ren Yaohui's progress was rapid, and he is now almost at the late stage of Silver Blood and has condensed true qi.
"This...this isn't appropriate."
Ren Yaohui found it difficult to refuse. His sixth uncle was still not fully recovered. Although he was able to move around freely, he was still not as capable as him.
However, at Ren Qingshan's insistence, he reluctantly gave it a try, but carefully held back his strength so as not to injure his sixth uncle.
After the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.
The child's mental state collapsed.
He couldn't understand why his sixth uncle, who was clearly weaker than him in physique, blood and qi, and had no true qi, was able to accurately find the flaws in his moves every time, using slowness to overcome speed, weakness to overcome strength, and stillness to overcome movement, so that he couldn't even touch the hem of his clothes, yet he was hit a full hundred times in less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.
"In Huaiyin County, there was a martial arts scholar named Pang Ziqian. This was the realm he dreamed of. He could overcome internal energy with just his moves, reaching a level close to that of a martial arts grandmaster."
"He couldn't do it, but now I can."
"Would you like to learn?"
Ren Yaohui took a deep breath, his knees buckled, and he immediately knelt down, kowtowing repeatedly.
Looking up, his eyes showed the same reverence for his sixth uncle as if he were a god!
I felt an immense sense of awe.
Sixth Uncle, a true powerhouse!
Even though his true energy was destroyed and he lost all his martial arts skills, he still had such combat power after practicing external martial arts!
"Get up. Starting tomorrow, I will teach you basic martial arts."
"Let Jingsong come along too."
"If any of our tenant farmers' sons want to learn martial arts, they are welcome to come. We will not charge tuition for now, but we will provide meals."
I want to train a group of suicide soldiers!
Suicide squad!
June 1st.
Early in the morning, Ren Qingshan and Jiang Shi'an headed towards Jiuyang Martial Arts School, as agreed upon.
A few days ago, someone from the Fang family came to inform us that the tuition fees had been paid in full, and they also brought the standard uniform and token of the Jiuyang Martial Arts School.
It was just an ordinary training vest and a pair of shorts, without even shoes. The words "Nine Yang" were embroidered on the back of the vest.
These two characters alone are worth fifty thousand taels of silver!
"Excuse me, are you two disciples of the Jiuyang Martial Arts School?"
Walking down the street, attracting the attention of many people, a charming and lovely maidservant hurried over, her face slightly flushed, yet she asked with a touch of boldness.
"What's up?"
Ren Qingshan nodded and asked casually.
"My young lady wishes to meet two gentlemen at dusk, in front of the Temple of the Old Man Under the Moon in Peach Blossom Lane, under the large willow tree—"
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She handed the two handkerchiefs to the two men, then ran away shyly.
Ren Qingshan and Jiang Shi'an exchanged a glance, their expressions a mixture of confusion and amusement.
"Whose daughter is so unrestrained?"
"They're probably martial arts practitioners. Women who practice martial arts are different after all; they can choose their own husbands freely. It seems that the Nine Yang Martial Arts School is a well-known and reputable institution."
Jiang Shi'an seemed to be deep in thought.
Ren Qingshan quickly understood:
To become a disciple of the Jiuyang Martial Arts School, one needs an official's guarantee, a martial arts degree, and 50,000 taels of silver—family background, wealth, and personal skill are all required, making it extremely sought-after.
It even got to the point where they would be hit on in the street.
Hmm—it smells nice.