NABC Chapter 105 Poor Xu Qingya was trampled underfoot by Liu Qingci...
Chapter 105 Poor Xu Qingya was trampled underfoot by Liu Qingci...
Chapter 105 Poor Xu Qingya was trampled underfoot by Liu Qingci...
"Master, have you had enough fun?"
Xu Qingya revealed a wicked smile. Taking advantage of the defensive posture, Xu Qingya guided his Qi back to its origin, completed the preparation of his power, and the magpie blade trembled and the blade's momentum was like an avalanche.
Spring and Autumn Sword Technique - Mighty Arrival!
The noble cause is unavoidable.
The blade light flashed like a bolt of lightning, spreading out in a crescent shape. Everyone and everything in front of him was reduced to dust and dirt. The emerald green blade light spread rapidly, and the crescent blade light swept across the entire army.
Caught off guard and unable to react in time, the head of the sect was cleaved in two by the blade's edge. Xu Qingya swung his blade, and the magpie blade swept across the area, severing the head of the sect leader.
The Seven Killers Society's Grand Master is dead!
Before the three law enforcement elders could even stand up, Xu Qingya unleashed a Phoenix Three Nods, a swift three-hit combo that sent blood gushing from their throats, leaving them unable to even scream!
"Click! Click! Click!"
The Seven Killers Society's Enforcement Elder is dead!
The battle on the other side was not over yet, but the imperial court had already gained an absolute advantage. Lu Yifei was good at using the golden wheel to snatch long weapons, but he could not snatch the double swords.
Fan Tao wielded a pair of short swords with lightning speed. Taking advantage of Lu Yi's leap, he thrust the swords into the circle and then forcefully flipped them outwards, snatching the golden wheel away.
Just as Lu Yifei was about to run away, Fan Tao seized the opportunity to unleash a series of rapid sword strikes. The golden wheel suddenly fell, looping around Lu Yifei's neck. The loop tightened, and Lu Yifei's head fell to the ground.
Fan Tao grabbed Lu Yifei's head and strode behind Xu Qingya, without making any further moves.
Xi Zhao's martial arts skills were truly remarkable; he could handle two opponents with ease and deal with them flawlessly.
Holding a knife in his right hand, he blocked Liang Jie's iron wire fist.
With his left hand wielding a Vajra Iron Claw, Xi Zhao easily caught Liang Ying's hidden weapons, no matter how swift they were.
As for Manager Yin —
This guy has no real skills other than sowing discord and flattering. He wanted to bring a few beauties to beg Xu Qingya to spare her life, but he was cut down by the Imperial Guards.
With the head of the Seven Killers Society killed, the assassins and knife-wielders surrendered one after another. Xu Qingya commanded the Imperial Guards to form a circle and watch Liang Ying and Liang Jie deal with Xi Zhao.
To outsiders, this was Xu Qingya asking them to pay a pledge of loyalty. In reality, they had been infiltrating the Seven Killers Society for so long, they should have earned some credit.
As more and more people gathered around him, Xi Zhao grew increasingly panicked, his moves became more and more disorganized, and he kept looking at Xu Qingya, hoping that Xu Qingya would give him a way out.
That's impossible!
Liang Ying and Fan Tao are undercover agents.
Liang Jie had just become the head of the hall and had not committed many evil deeds.
As the second hall master, Xi Zhao is notorious for his evil deeds. Even the head hall master can't stand him, so how could he possibly let him off the hook? This guy looks fierce, making him the perfect example to make an example of.
Liang Ying and Liang Jie fought with increasing ferocity, while Xi Zhao's will to resist grew weaker and weaker. In a moment of distraction, Liang Ying seized the opportunity and threw three darts with his head down.
"Click! Click! Click!"
Three darts struck Xi Zhao in the chest. Liang Jie seized the opportunity, clenched his fists, and slammed them out. Several iron rings flew out at the same time, striking Xi Zhao's lower back.
"Ah~~ Xu Qingya, Liang Ying, Liang Jie, I'll haunt you even as a ghost! The Seven Killings Society! They're all a joke, and the Grand Master is a joke too—"
Xi Zhao was originally a disciple of the Huashan Sect, practicing orthodox Xuanmen Qigong. His health bar was truly remarkable. Even after suffering two heavy blows, he still had the strength to struggle and curse.
Liang Ying activated the mechanism and fired three more darts.
"Snap~~ Ouch~~"
Xi Zhao coughed up blood, and the corpse fell to the ground.
The Seven Killings Society has been completely annihilated!
Xu Qingya ordered, "Men, cut off the heads of these bandits and hang them on the city gate. I want to use them to tell those scoundrels around here that they either have to do business honestly or take a stroll on the city gate!"
Xu Qingya waved his hand, and Dou Tiande escorted Zhou Donglou over. Zhou Donglou was the chief steward of the Seven Killings Society and knew the Seven Killings Society's warehouses, secret vaults, hidden compartments, and underground banks in great detail. He quickly found the warehouses one by one.
The business that the Seven Killers Society openly operates, namely Zhou Donglou's business, is the cotton cloth business. Those who can do such a large business are all local tyrants, far superior to village bullies like Tiandao Village.
The Seven Killers Society's stockpiles of cotton cloth, linen cloth, grain, medicinal herbs, and livestock, along with the Zhou family's fertile land, slayers, and wicked slaves, far exceeded those of the Heavenly Path Manor.
Xu Qingya waved his hand and took them all away.
The Imperial Guards were completely convinced of Xu Qingya's abilities.
I thought I was here to suffer, but I didn't suffer at all and even got five credits for nothing.
On weekdays, I only need to do two things.
First, patrol and maintain order among the disaster victims.
Secondly, they served as supervisors, monitoring the bandits, tyrants, and wicked servants as they performed hard labor in the riverbed, clearing silt, moving stones, transporting bricks, stones, and timber, and building several small stone bridges.
They were given all the dirtiest and most tiring jobs.
These bastards usually run rampant in the village, bullying men and women. They must have hundreds of cruel punishments recorded in the King of Hell's records. Xu Qingya made them do hard labor in the river to accumulate some merit, which might exempt them from some of the punishments.
Once they finish repairing the Yellow River embankment, widening the nearby roads, building two reservoirs, and digging two ponds, they will be able to atone for their sins.
The next morning, at the gates of Bianliang.
A row of bloody heads hung on it.
Xu Qingya copied Liu Dinghuan's notice and posted hundreds of notices in the city. He had people read them aloud to the people, saying that some of these people were unscrupulous merchants who hoarded goods and raised prices, while others were bandits who harassed the countryside. Now, they were all hung on the walls, so that people could seek justice for their grievances and settle their scores.
Before setting off, they didn't have enough money, food, or medicine. They were so poor that they considered selling themselves.
Seven days later, they had enough money, enough food, enough medicine, everything they needed, and they were so rich they couldn't sleep.
Thanks to the gifts from the five underworld forces, Xu Qingya now lacks nothing. Xu Sansi leverages the connections his family has built up over generations, setting an example by showing that everyone can make money as long as they do business with him.
To Hua Baifeng's astonishment, several pharmaceutical merchants from large chambers of commerce approached her to discuss business. The two parties agreed on prices based on the distance between them: those nearby would get the same price, while those further away would have their prices increased by 10% to 30%. Payment was made on the spot, with money and goods exchanged simultaneously.
The surrounding bandits and gangs have been wiped out, saving a lot of money and eliminating any safety concerns. As long as the medicinal herbs are transported here, a substantial profit can be made.
Hua Baifeng had expected a tense and exciting negotiation, with both sides going back and forth, testing each other's bottom line, and using every trick in the book, with both the underworld and the legitimate world joining in. It would even require the White-Haired Witch to block the door in the middle of the night and threaten them in order to get these unscrupulous merchants to give in.
Unexpectedly, after the merchants arrived, there was no need for negotiation at all; Hua Baifeng acted as Xu Qingya's representative in handling all business matters.
The "General Manager" was also a stamping machine with an expressionless face, stamping hundreds of stamps a day.
Beitang Xin'er followed along and got her stamped.
The two men, expressionless and numb, mechanically stamped, stamped, stamped, stamped —
The Five Poisons Sect's treasures were truly abundant; no matter how many merchants came looking to make money, they could all be devoured. As more and more merchants made profits, more and more merchants realized that they could make profits in Bianliang. After the flood, Bianliang quickly formed a new order.
The affected people are divided into different categories.
First, those who seem completely unaffected are actually affected to some extent. For example, due to reduced grain production, they are given grain, cloth, and farm tools. In the process of distributing these supplies, the local population is also surveyed.
Second, for those who are only slightly affected, such as those whose fields were partially flooded and destroyed during spring planting, they should also be given some grain and cloth, and a little more supplies, so that they can go and level the land first.
Third, for those severely affected, such as fields submerged by floods and houses destroyed by floods, in addition to various supplies, we also helped repair houses. The men went to the riverbank to repair dikes, and the women went to the soup kitchens to cook and provide them with a stable life, gradually restoring and rebuilding them.
IV. In cases of injury or death in a household, different levels of supplies will be provided depending on the circumstances.
Black Stone and Seven Killings were both large landowners who controlled many fertile fields, wastelands, and barren mountains. Xu Qingya had the fields measured and distributed to the disaster-stricken people. Those who tried to deceive their superiors were all hung on the wall.
Some officials felt that Xu Qingya didn't understand the proper way to measure land and didn't know math, so they wanted to play tricks with him using secret accounts. Xu Qingya thought to himself, "Why the hell do you have to play math with me?"
Show me a diagram and ask me to calculate the area.
Xu Qingya's smile was unsettling.
Amidst the astonished gazes of these people, Xu Qingya calculated with far greater precision than they had, using only a few strokes of his pen.
Three people in a private room on the city wall!
As order gradually returned to the disaster area, Xu Qingya moved his office from a tent to the backyard of the county government.
Beitang Xin'er and Hua Baifeng were making a stamping machine in the front yard of the county government office, while Cheng Lingsu went out to provide free medical consultations every day.
Zhong Yuan and Dou Tiande worked in shifts, one responsible for supervising the construction of the river embankment and the other for patrolling the city.
Even Yin Jiu, Fang Shi, Li Qingming and others had their own tasks, but Liu Qingci, the nominal imperial envoy, was just lying around doing nothing.
Liu Qingci, bored, rested her chin on her hand, watching Xu Qingya do the accounting, and complained, "Stop calculating! The city wall is too full! Now we can only hang them on the big trees along the official road. Xu Qingya, you really can do everything! I feel so useless!"
Xu Qingya complained, "Since you know you're useless right now, why don't you do something useful? Come over and give me a shoulder massage, I'm exhausted lately!"
"You dare let me give you a massage?"
"Can't?"
"I'm taking pity on you because you've been working tirelessly through the night for the people. But this is a one-time thing. Don't try to take advantage of me."
"Only once?"
"How dare you! Do you want to do it twice?"
"Can I make a small request?"
"What are your requirements?"
"Do you know how to give back massages?"
Xu Qingya glanced at Liu Qingci's skirt, where her flawless white feet were hidden.
Liu Qingci smiled and said, "Of course!"
Before he finished speaking, he leaped up and landed heavily on the steps at the entrance. The steps were made of a single piece of bluestone, as hard as gold and iron. When the Imperial Guards slashed at them with their swords, they could only leave a white mark or a small white dot.
When Liu Qingci stepped down, the bluestone steps showed no cracks, but when she lifted her foot, she saw a footprint more than two inches thick, covered with broken stone powder, which was covered in dust when the cold wind blew.
Liu Qingci, mimicking the mannerisms of a palace maid, timidly approached Xu Qingya: "Your Excellency, Lord Xu, this servant is here to serve you. May I ask what kind of strength you prefer? The strength of a tiger, or the strength of an elephant?"
A line echoed in Xu Qingya's mind: "Would you like 98, 198, or 298?"
"Can I choose 98?"
"Of course! Next, Lord Xu will be stomped on ninety-eight times with an elephant's leg. Don't worry, I won't count; I'll even give you a few dozen extra kicks!"
"Ah~~No~~"
"You lecherous bastard, die!"
Liu Qingci grabbed Xu Qingya and then lay down on his back. She sprang up with a somersault, took off her shoes and socks, and her delicate feet landed lightly.
Poor Xu Qingya was brutally suppressed under Liu Qingci's feet, and had no power to resist.
Xu Qingya closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.
Since leaving the capital, more than a month has passed. Xu Qingya has been sleeping less than three hours a day. After working day and night, the situation has finally gotten back on track.
Even someone as strong as Xu Qingya couldn't keep up with the continuous overtime work. After finishing the last calculation, Xu Qingya rolled her eyes and fell into the deepest sleep.
Liu Qingci slowly lay down, looking at the exhausted Xu Qingya with heartache, and said softly, "Seeing how hard you've worked, I'll show you mercy and allow you to hold me while you sleep. This is a one-time exception!"
Liu Qingci lifted Xu Qingya's arm, nestled in Xu Qingya's arms, and fell into a sweet sleep.
She has been under a lot of pressure in the past month.
The pitfalls laid by the late emperor are gradually erupting. This flood is by no means accidental. If it is not handled properly, it is a minor matter that Liu Dinghuan will lose his throne. It is very likely that there will be widespread famine, war across the country, invasion by foreign tribes, and devastation of the people.
Liu Dinghuan's decision to send Xu Qingya to provide disaster relief was a gamble within the court. If Xu Qingya could complete the task, Liu Dinghuan could win over the people; if he didn't do well, no one could guarantee the consequences.
No one could have imagined that, amidst the mutual constraints among multiple forces and a shortage of money, food, and supplies, Xu Qingya would forge a new path and carve out a bloody way out.
Being able to raise enough disaster relief funds and supplies exceeded Liu Dinghuan's expectations. What he didn't expect was that Xu Qingya's talent in disaster relief surpassed even his swordsmanship.
He can readily articulate various disaster relief concepts, and for each concept, he can find practical solutions. He is not just all talk and no action. In just one month, he has helped the people in the disaster area restore order, and everything is thriving.
Suppressing bandits, providing disaster relief, and repairing river embankments greatly enhanced Liu Dinghuan's prestige. The turbulent situation in the court was quickly suppressed. With a group of Jinshi (successful candidates in the highest imperial examinations) personally promoted by Liu Dinghuan entering the disaster area, this disaster relief journey came to a near end, and everyone could finally relax.
Except for Xu Qingya!
Although it is unethical to make people work overtime, Liu Dinghuan hopes that Xu Qingya will write a book about what he has done and the disaster relief experience he has summarized, so that the court can respond in time if such a thing happens again in the future.
—To put it bluntly, the fact that the river embankment has only collapsed now is already a blessing from heaven. There are countless other river embankments in the Central Plains that have been neglected for years. The series of pits dug by the late emperor are only now beginning to show their power.
Liu Dinghuan desperately needs disaster relief experience.
As a reward, anything can be mentioned.
The privileges of "wearing a sword and shoes in the palace, not having to bow when entering the court, and not having to name one during homage" are all trivial matters. Even if Xu Qingya wanted to spend the night on the dragon's bed, it wasn't something he couldn't consider.
The imperial edict had not yet reached Bianliang.
Xu Qingya, holding his beloved, slept peacefully.
Not long after, Hua Baifeng and Beitang Xin'er came to deliver the account book. When they saw the two of them hugging each other, the two women were stunned at first, but then they realized that the two of them were dressed in good condition and must have fainted from exhaustion.
Beitang Xin'er complained, "Those emperors are truly heartless, treating people like donkeys!"
Hua Baifeng chimed in, "Indeed! What a dashing and romantic figure Young Master Xu is! It wouldn't be an exaggeration to call him the most handsome man in the world, even surpassing Pan An and Song Yu! Now he's exhausted, his hair is matted, and he smells sour! Who wouldn't feel sorry for him? Young Master Xu has truly suffered!"
Beitang Xin'er nodded: "He's working hard, but we're all working hard too. I'm almost exhausted!"
Hua Baifeng, understanding the implied meaning, said, "I'm exhausted too, I just want to find a place to sleep!"
Before they finished speaking, their eyes rolled back, and they collapsed softly onto the bed, finding a comfortable spot and falling into a deep sleep. They tried to push Liu Qingci away, but they were too weak and were instead suppressed by him.
Xu Qingya fell into a deep sleep and was completely unaware of the three women's struggle. Liu Qingci was also unconscious, and her reaction was entirely subconscious, like fighting over a blanket while sleeping.
After an unknown amount of time, Cheng Lingsu arrived.
She originally intended to give Xu Qingya a massage to relieve his fatigue, but upon seeing this scene, Cheng Lingsu immediately triggered a drowsy state and collapsed softly onto the bed.
Triangles are the most stable structure, but odd numbers are difficult to balance; even numbers are symmetrical.
In the end, Beitang Xin'er and Hua Baifeng were pushed to the left by Liu Qingci, who then hugged Cheng Lingsu like a giant pillow and lay in Xu Qingya's arms.
Finally, it's quiet.
The next morning, when Xu Qingya woke up, she felt as if she had two mountains on her shoulders. When she opened her eyes, she saw Beitang Xin'er and Hua Baifeng lying on her left, and Liu Qingci and Cheng Lingsu lying on her right. The four women had been working very hard recently and were sleeping very, very soundly. Xu Qingya couldn't bear to wake them up.
Xu Qingya, unusually, skipped his morning exercise and instead embraced his four beauties, taking a deep nap.
Four women: You rascal, wake up!