Chapter 315 Oriental Girl
Chapter 315 Oriental Girl
"Master Han has spoken, so I'll have to trouble you again. Remember to discuss this with him in a friendly manner. The Qingcheng Sect is a famous and righteous sect that has always been fair and just. We can't bully others by taking advantage of our power like the evil cult thieves."
"Don't worry, big brother. I'm not good at anything else, but I'm good at reasoning!"
Hong Renxiong smiled and nodded, turned around, kicked open the door of "Jade No. 3" and walked in.
After a while.
"Oh!"
There was a loud noise and a few muffled groans from inside.
The young man in white robe looked at Hou Renying with some concern.
"Don't worry, Mr. Han. He will act with discretion and won't cause any loss of life."
The young man in white robe whispered, "That's good. This time I am leaving Shu, I am only traveling incognito, so as not to alert the officials in Hunan. The imperial censors in the court have nothing better to do, so they specialize in attacking relatives and selling integrity to gain reputation."
Hou Renying nodded and said, "I understand!"
The young man in white robe smiled and said, "Thank you very much, Young Master Hou. Taoist Yu is highly respected and your sect has helped Bashu, which is a great contribution."
As the two were exchanging polite words, they heard a few more screams.
"Junior brother is too rough..."
Hou Renying's words came to an abrupt end.
A figure flew out backwards from the private room. He moved his feet and pulled the young man in white robe away at the same time. The man hit the wall of the wing behind him. It was Hong Renxiong, a disciple of Qingcheng Sect. In just a few breaths, he was beaten all over and his face was swollen like a pig's head.
"Big...Big Brother, inside..."
Before Hong Renxiong could finish his words, a man appeared from the room and he immediately looked terrified.
"It's him!"
Hou Renying looked at the man in black robe with a slightly cold gaze.
"Zhang Liyu, a guest official of the Fuwei Escort Agency."
On the night of the Jianghai Dragon God Meeting, he had seen this man on the Lin family's colorful boat. He had close ties with the Fuwei Escort Agency, but then suddenly disappeared. The Qingcheng Sect tortured Lin Zhennan and only knew the name Zhang Liyu.
"Zhang Liyu! You injured Junior Brother Jia in Baitang Town, and you dare to show up?"
Hou Renying is a leader among the younger generation of the orthodox martial arts world. Apart from being defeated by Linghu Chong of the Huashan Sect, there is no one among his peers whom he takes seriously.
Although Hong Renxiong ranks second among the four beauties, his martial arts skills are still far from those of his eldest brother.
The noise outside "Jade No. 3" has alarmed other private rooms. Many people stuck their heads out and looked over here. Several regular customers had curiosity in their eyes. It has been quite a while since anyone came to the Qun Yuyuan to cause trouble.
Zhang Yu walked out slowly, stood in front of the door, and chuckled, "After all, Qingcheng Mountain is a blessed place for Taoists. How come there are so many robbers and bandits who bully men and women, burn, kill, and rob? Humph, no wonder some people say that you four beauties of Qingcheng are all... beasts in human clothing."
The Four Beauties of Qingcheng are the trademark of the Qingcheng Sect that has been worked hard to make famous in the martial arts world. Hou Renying is the eldest brother and the leader of the Four Beauties. This title concerns his status in the martial arts world and also his status in Songfeng Temple. How can he allow others to insult it!
Hou Renying was furious: "What did you say?"
"Are you deaf?"
"Okay! I want to see how good you are."
Just as Hou Renying was about to climb up the hilt of the sword with his right hand, the figure arrived in an instant, raised his hand and pressed back the half-drawn hilt. While Hou Renying was shocked, the other person's other hand had already locked onto his vital point.
"You are not worthy enough to test my strength!"
Zhang Yu chuckled and moved his fingers as fast as flying, pressing several major acupoints on his body to seal his internal energy.
"His martial arts skills are so high that I can't even take one of his moves?"
Hou Renying was shocked. He saw that Zhang Liyu looked young, and although he was better than Hong Renxiong, his martial arts skills must be limited. He might not be inferior to him. Unexpectedly, he was unable to fight back after just a face-to-face fight.
Zhang Yu stretched out the five fingers of his right hand, grabbed Hou Renying's chest and lifted him up. Ever since he had the Xuanqi sword box by his side, his strength had been greatly improved. He could easily lift less than 200 pounds. He smiled and looked at the frightened Hou Renying.
"I heard that your master, Yu Canghai, is a martial arts master with great power, and is feared throughout Sichuan. He is even better than the founder, Chang Qingzi, and is also known as 'the best swordsman west of the Three Gorges'. Zhang really wants to meet him!"
"What...what are you going to do?"
"send you home."
Zhang Yu smiled and kicked out...
Down below the hall, there was endless singing and dancing on the high platform.
It's just a fight. In brothels, places of jealousy, it would be strange if there were no fights. The more they fight, the more prosperous it becomes. Of course, the premise is that the owner of the building can control the situation in the end.
The guests also heard the noise upstairs and wanted to see what was going on, so they all looked towards the stairs.
"Door God, are you okay?"
The black-clothed waiter had been helped up and was standing in front of the counter wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, his face expressionless.
"How many martial artists are there?"
"Mother Kang said that the people in the building should not care about what happened tonight. As long as no one is killed, just let them beat you up. You are too impulsive."
The black-clothed servant looked at the little elf slave who delivered the message, who was one of the useful people around Mother Kang.
"Little treasure, do you know why I joined the Qunyu Academy?"
The little turtle slave shook his neck and whispered, "I know, I know. Miss Dongfang, you were the young master of the largest martial arts hall in Changsha Prefecture, and your uncle was a general in charge of troops. You had a bright future. But half a year ago, you met Miss Dongfang and lost your soul. You are willing to be a flower protector and a guard in the Qunyu Courtyard. Others think you are the door god of Mother Kang, but in fact you are the door god of Miss Dongfang. Am I right?"
The black-clothed servant ignored the pain on his face and grinned: "Mother Kang told you?"
Xiao Baozi nodded.
The black-clothed servant suddenly felt a little embarrassed and asked in a low voice: "Little Baozi, do you think Miss Dongfang would know about these things?"
Xiao Baozi shook his head.
The black-clad servant was anxious, "How do you know? Miss Dongfang doesn't know?"
Xiao Baozi laughed and said, "Then how do you know that the Eastern girl would know."
"I... maybe she knows? She even smiled at me last time."
"How long?"
"Three...three months ago."
"That's it."
Xiao Baozi was only thirteen years old. He grew up in the Qun Yu Courtyard and was used to watching the pleasures of life and having his fill of pleasures. He sat on the counter, shook his head, and looked at the black-clothed servant with sympathy, as if to say, "Brother, there is no hope for you."
"Ah~"
The black-clothed servant sighed sadly, his face hurt and his heart hurt even more.
At this moment, there should be wine.
Xiao Baozi leaned over his shoulder and asked, "Door God, have you ever thought about why Miss Dongfang wanted to join the Qunyuyuan?"
"She must have met with misfortune, her family fell into poverty, and she had no choice but to become a prostitute, and temporarily took up residence in the Jade Courtyard. She is like a phoenix that has fallen on thorns, but for the time being, there is no phoenix tree to rely on. At least... she didn't notice that there was a nan tree next to her."
Xiao Baozi smiled and said, "Are you talking about yourself?"
The black-clothed servant was a little unconfident. The Oriental girl was a phoenix, but he didn't know if he was worthy of the phoenix. He couldn't even stop the rude guy just now, and he was called the door god in vain.
"Alas, I have been in this building for many years, and I have never seen such an oiran. She has the best food, clothing and other necessities, but she stays indoors all day long. Mother Kang doesn't blame her at all. Every time Miss Dongfang takes the initiative to show up, Mother Kang becomes nervous and wishes she could close down the Qun Yu Yuan and stop doing business, just like tonight..."
The black-clothed servant frowned and said, "Little Baozi, why don't I understand what you are saying?" "I mean, Miss Dongfang is a phoenix. If she wants to fly, she can fly away. This Qunyu Courtyard can't stop her."
"Of course, as long as Miss Dongfang nods, those who are willing to redeem her can line up from Qun Yuyuan to Nanyue Temple."
This infatuated and silly brother didn't understand what he meant at all. Xiao Baozi didn't say anything more. He heard the sound of fighting coming from upstairs, which soon ended. Then a man flew down with his butt backwards and landed at the stairs.
He fell very hard this time and sat on the ground, unable to get up.
"He was one of the group just now."
"Hehe, it looks like we've hit a wall."
All the guests in the hall were gloating over his misfortune.
"Those sitting on the second floor must be either rich or noble. How could they not have a few expert guards around them?"
Not long after, another person was kicked down in the same posture.
The third.
The fourth one is the man who defeated the boy in black.
……
The last person to be thrown down was the young man in white robe, who was yelling something but it was not clear.
Zhang Yu slowly walked to the stairs and glanced at the people from Qingcheng Sect below with a cold look in his eyes.
"Yu Canghai allowed his followers to commit crimes. I will take action today to discipline the Four Beasts of Qingcheng for him. If anyone refuses to obey, I, Zhang Liyu, will remain nameless and will not change my surname. Let Yu Canghai find me!"
Among the guests in Qun Yu Tower were many heroes from the martial arts world who had attended the banquet at Liu's residence during the day. They did not recognize this man at first, but when they heard him say the three words "Zhang Liyu", they immediately realized that this was the man in the portrait who had saved the little nun from Hengshan Sect.
"So he is Zhang Liyu?"
"His martial arts skills are indeed extraordinary. Even the Four Beauties of Qingcheng are no match for him. It seems that the little nun is not exaggerating to say that she has defeated Tian Boguang."
"The people of Qingcheng Sect are really a nest of snakes and rats. Zhang Liyu is right. They should be called beasts in human clothing. No, they should be called the Four Beasts of Qingcheng..."
"The Four Beasts of Qingcheng, hahahaha..."
Hou Renying was angry and resentful, but he could do nothing and could only leave Qun Yuyuan in disgrace.
In the underworld, it is difficult to build a good reputation. Sometimes even a "storyteller" may not be able to do it. After all, there are thousands and thousands of low-level underworld men. They are just uneducated, not stupid.
After hearing so many stories, I can't help but have questions.
When those heroes killed bandits, saved the weak, returned lost property, and gave money away for good, was there always someone standing beside them, writing down the details in a small notebook, including what they said, what actions they made, what expressions they showed, and then spreading it around the world for wide dissemination?
It's impossible for a hero to do such a thing by himself, right?
Zhang Yu turned around and left, returning to the private room. He ignored the surprise of the green-shirted maid and continued to sit on the official hat chair, picking up his interest and drinking alone. Through the pearl curtain, he could see that the music on the high stage had been changed again and again, but more and more people were coming to the Qun Yu Courtyard.
Just because there is a rumor that an oriental girl will show up tonight.
"Oriental girl?"
The green-shirted maid looked at the handsome and delicate face of the man in the black robe, and remembered how he had just thrown seven or eight big men three or four feet away, and they fell down the stairs, just like picking up chickens. She thought of the strange stories she had read in her spare time, and thought to herself, could this man also be a ferocious beast in the mountains, but he was just covered with a good-looking human skin?
She tried to calm herself down, went to the table to pour wine, and asked carefully.
"Guest, are you here for the Oriental girl as well?"
Zhang Yu has already drunk more than a dozen cups.
"Miss Dongfang, there aren't many people with this surname in the martial arts world. Is she the most beautiful girl in the Qun Yu Courtyard?"
"Yes, Miss Dongfang is still the most beautiful of all the courtesans. She is extremely charming and outshines all the other beauties. There is no man in the world who can leave the Jade Courtyard on the same day after meeting Miss Dongfang once. When the guests went upstairs, they saw the black-clad servant who had been waiting for half a year. He was such an infatuated seed."
Zhang Yu chuckled.
The maid in green shirt asked, "You don't believe it, sir?"
Zhang Yu shook his head and said, "If there really is such a beautiful woman in the world, wouldn't she be an immortal?"
The maid in green shirt nodded hurriedly and said, "In terms of appearance, the Dongfang girl is not inferior to the fairy."
"You always talk about oriental girls. Could it be that this courtesan only has a surname but no given name?"
The maid in green thought about it and realized that it was true.
"Anyway, I didn't know her name when she came to the building half a year ago. Later, I heard Mother Kang call her Miss Dongfang, so the people in Qun Yuyuan started calling her that too."
Zhang Yu raised his head and drank the wine in the glass.
Drinking is not just about the wine, it is about the emotion.
But sometimes, no matter how much you drink, you can’t get back the original feeling.
"So that's it."
Seeing that the wine glass was empty, the maid in green hastily filled it up and asked, "Is this your first time in Qun Yu Yuan?"
Zhang Yu nodded.
The maidservant in green chuckled and said, "The guest is really lucky. Miss Dongfang will show up tonight and you can have a glimpse of her beauty. The last time Miss Dongfang showed up was three months ago."
As soon as she finished speaking, cheers suddenly broke out from the building, almost overturning the Qun Yu Yuan.
The Qun Yu Tower has five floors, and the dome is decorated with many colorful ribbons.
A red silk thread descended from the sky, like a rainbow bridge in the sky, and landed on the high platform.
"Oriental girl, Oriental girl..."
When the figure appeared, the sound stopped abruptly.
The woman in a bright red robe, holding a red silk scarf, seemed to be descending slowly from heaven.
In the private room on the second floor, eighteen pearl curtains rose up at the same time.
The woman stood alone on the high platform, with her phoenix eyes and red lips smiling gently. She was as beautiful as a fairy and her temperament was more noble than that of an imperial princess. This kind of beauty had transcended the boundaries between men and women, and the difference between species. It seemed that it could stop time, solidify the air, and suffocate living people.
really.
A few people who were weak in endurance convulsed and fainted on the spot, but no one cared.
The woman in the red dress did nothing but stood quietly on the stage.
Everyone looked at her.
She also looked around at everyone, and drew a few more people in sight.
"Boom!"
The wine glass in Zhang Yu's hand fell to the ground, his eyes full of shock.
"How is it possible? How could it be..."
The green-shirted maid was not surprised at all to see his behavior. She thought it was quite promising. Three months ago, there was an old man in his sixties in the private room on the second floor. It was said that he was a great scholar in Changsha Prefecture and studied under a master of the School of Mind. Perhaps he had been in poor health to begin with, and when he saw the oriental girl, he got so excited that he fainted on the spot.
She looked out of the curtain quietly. The beauty of the oriental girl was so great that even she, as a woman, could not help but covet her, let alone a man.
There was only one question in Zhang Yu's mind.
"Why does this oriental girl from Qun Yuyuan look so similar to Brother Lan?"
(End of this chapter)