Xiuxian, I can travel to another world

Chapter 15 Gathering
Fang Xiaoru, whose courtesy name was Shi'an, was a Jinshi (imperial scholar) twelve years ago. He had served in various official posts, including county lieutenant, partial commander, and civil servant.

A brilliant resume!

He was one of the most "potential" officials in Zheng State.

Thanks to his past experience of disaster relief, distributing grain, and being honest, Mr. Fang has an excellent reputation among the people.

He is called Fang Qingtian.

The banquet was not held in the government office, but in the backyard of Hongfu Restaurant, where several eight-person tables were placed.

"Master Congratulations!"

“Brother Yan!”

"Mr. Zhu..."

At the appointed time, a number of martial arts school owners arrived one after another, bowing to each other and greeting each other warmly.

"Brother Zhu!"

Shen Hu walked over and said with a loud laugh:
"Let me introduce you. This is Fatty Lu who moved from Ningyuan City. He runs a pig slaughtering business."

"Mr. Zhu." The short, sturdy man beside him, with a face full of flesh and sharp eyes, bowed and gestured:

"My name is Lu Chu, I have long heard of your great name!"

"Manager Lu." Zhu Ju's face was solemn.
"Long admire!"

To be specially introduced by Shen Hu, this Lu Chu must be no ordinary person.

Killing pigs and butchering meat may not be considered respectable, but in fact, those who can succeed in this line of work are all local tyrants.

When people mention a local bully, the first thing that comes to mind is a butcher.

Moreover, Lu Chu does not just kill pigs. He also does all the upstream and downstream work such as purchasing, slaughtering, and selling meat. He has hundreds of strong men under him who are never short of meat. In terms of strength and background, he is no worse than the Menghu Martial Arts School.

What's more, Lu Chu himself is a body-tempering martial artist!
"Master Shen."

Zhu Ju asked:
"Do you know why Lord Fang invited us here?"

"This..." Shen Hu looked embarrassed.
"I do know a thing or two, but this matter is a bit difficult to handle. The outcome depends on the specific circumstances."

"sit!"

"Let's sit down first."

There were four eight-immortal tables in total, only one of which was inside the house. Shen Hu pulled the two of them straight into the house.

Others had no objection.

There is no need to say much about Shen Hu and Lu Chu, they are both powerful people in the city.

Zhu Ju owned the Wancai Cloth Shop, which made a fortune every day, and was also the representative of several martial arts schools, so of course he was qualified.

As for age...

There have been rumors these days that there is a mysterious force behind Wancai Cloth Shop. Regardless of whether it is true or not, people dare not underestimate it. Age is actually irrelevant.

Amidst the hustle and bustle, a thin middle-aged scholar walked out from the front yard and bowed to everyone in the room.

"Thank you for waiting for so long."

The scholar had an ordinary appearance and his clothes were worn but neat, making him look like a poor scholar who was well-read in poetry and books.

Just as everyone was curious, Shen Hu stood up with a serious expression and bowed his head to the scholar:

"Master Fang!"

Mr. Fang Shi’an?

So ordinary?

Everyone suddenly realized and returned the greetings.

"Master Fang!"

"I've met Mr. Fang!"

"..."

"You are welcome, everyone." Lord Fang held his hands together, his attitude approachable and without any condescending attitude.
"sit!"

"Let's sit down and talk."

"Sir." Jiang Ping came closer and whispered:

"The people from Qinjiabao haven't arrived yet."

"Really?" Lord Fang looked puzzled, but he didn't ask any more questions. He nodded and sat down in the main seat.

Then he clapped his hands gently:

"Bring the stuff up."

"Yes!"

A group of yamen runners appeared, each holding a stack of papers in their hands and placing them in front of the martial arts school owners.

Zhu Ju glanced around, picked up one at random, and his expression changed.

The faces of the others also looked unhappy.

"Everyone!"

Lord Fang sighed softly and said slowly:
"The north has been suffering from severe drought for years, and the people have been displaced. This is a natural disaster, and the court can only do its best and leave it to fate."

"but……"

“Some disasters can be avoided.”

He knocked on the table, his eyes filled with sorrow:
"On his way to take office, Fang's car and sedan were repeatedly stopped by people who accused him of being a vicious and arrogant human trafficker."

"If human traffickers are not eliminated, the people's resentment will not be dispelled, and Yuecheng will never be at peace."

Zhu Ju said nothing, picked up the papers and looked through them one by one. Even though he was a calm person, he couldn't help but look gloomy.

Human trafficker?

Far more than that!

The paper stated that there was a group of people in Yuecheng who were stealing and kidnapping children and women everywhere, and the situation had become a disaster.

The abducted children were given potions to make their voices hoarse, had copper liquid poured into their eyes to blind them, or had their legs chopped off to make them disabled, in order to gain sympathy from others and beg for money.

Women were sent to brothels or sold elsewhere for profit, and were beaten and scolded if they disobeyed.

West City Ditch,

The corpses rotted into maggots and piled up like mountains!
The back alley of the martial arts school,

Every now and then you can see a few unknown corpses.

One horrific incident after another took place right under the noses of many wealthy and powerful people in Yuecheng.

I don’t know how many years it took!

The human traffickers in Yuecheng have developed into a mature industrial chain that is disgusting and nauseating.

"call……"

Zhu Juchang let out a breath of foul air:
"Seventh Lane of Flower Street?"

"That's right!" Lord Fang said in a heavy voice:

"In Fang's opinion, the Seven Districts of Flower Street are the cancer of Yuecheng. Unless this place is eliminated, the people of Yuecheng will never have peace."

"Everyone!"

"For the sake of the people and Yuecheng, I beg you to help me get rid of the seven brothels in Huajie!"

As he said this, he stood up from his seat and bowed deeply to everyone in the room.

"No!"

Shen Hu's face changed drastically, and he quickly stood up to stop him:

"Master Fang, absolutely not."

"Bang!" Lu Chu slammed the table and stood up, his face flushed and he shouted angrily:

"I am willing to help in this matter. My hands are stained with blood from slaughtering pigs and chickens, but... but..." "These people deserve to die!"

"That's right." Lan Qisheng nodded gloomily.
"I know everyone in the world has had a family member go missing. I never dared to let my daughter go out alone without someone by my side."

"Yes!"

"Although I often go to Red Street, I can't stand seeing the evil things they do. They are truly a cancer in Yuecheng."

"..."

The crowd was excited and looked indignant.

"Lord Fang's sincere love for the people is something we admire and are willing to serve." A martial arts master said:

"only……"

"Why are you asking me to do this?"

Everyone looked at each other.

Yes!

The evil deeds done by the Seven Districts of Red Street are known to everyone. Even if they want to be eliminated, it should be the government office or the nearby garrison that should take action. At worst, there are still the guards in the homes of officials in the city. It is not the turn of the martial arts schools.

"The government offices are understaffed, and the garrison troops are difficult to mobilize easily. As for the guards of the wealthy households..."

Lord Fang shook his head:
"It's okay not to mention it!"

In fact, everyone knows that the Seven Districts of Flower Street have complicated backgrounds and are closely related to certain wealthy families in the city. If they could be easily eliminated, they would not have waited until today.

Throughout the entire Yuecheng, only a few martial arts schools can gather enough manpower, and they do not have the background of Huajie.

Do not!
It is probably difficult for a martial arts gym to be 100% clean.

Zhu Ju seemed to be lost in thought.

There are more than 20 martial arts schools in the field, plus Lu Chu's people, it should not be a problem to gather hundreds of people, even thousands are possible.

It is not impossible to wipe out the Flower Street in one fell swoop, but the Seven Districts of Flower Street are not easy to deal with. If they really take action, all the martial arts schools will also suffer heavy losses. Therefore, even if they are indignant, not many people may be tempted.

really.

Looking around, although many people were indignant, there were also some people with flickering eyes.

"The Seventh Ward of Flower Street recruits guards year-round, many of whom come from martial arts schools. I suspect the Seventh Ward has cooperative relationships with certain martial arts schools."

Zhu Ju's heart moved and he shook his head secretly.

"Master Fang's move is bound to fail. No, Fang Shi'an is definitely not an ordinary person. Would he not have thought of this?"

"call……"

Just as he was lost in thought, something was thrown from outside the yard and landed heavily on a table.

"what?"

"Step aside!"

"Jiang Ping!" Lord Fang's face was solemn.

"Look what it is."

"Yes."

Jiang Ping tightened his grip on the knife, walked closer cautiously, and used the knife to pick open the object wrapped in black cloth.

"Wow..."

"Heads!"

"No, this is the lord of Qin Family Castle!"

"what?"

Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment. Just now they had mentioned that the Lord of Qin Castle had not arrived, but now it seemed that he could not come.

Was it done by Huajie Qifang?
The Lord of Qin Castle is quite powerful, and he is accompanied by guards from the castle when he travels. Since the other party can kill the Lord of Qin Castle, how many people present can guarantee that they will not get into trouble?

see,

Many people showed a look of retreat in their eyes.

"hey-hey……"

A cold laugh came from nowhere, floating here and there.
"Mr. Fang, there are things you can do and things you can't do. If you don't understand, you'll lose your head next time."

“How dare you!” Butcher Lu Chu shouted angrily, and suddenly rushed out, clenching his five fingers into a fist and smashing towards the corner:

"Sneaky, come out!"

"Peng!"

A black shadow rushed out from the darkness, kicked with one leg, and collided with Lu Chu's attacking fist, and then they both retreated.

"Tempering body?"

Lu Chu's eyes widened:

"Come again!"

"Humph!" The man in black snorted coldly:

"You can actually spot me! No wonder some people say your nose is as sharp as a dog's. It's a pity you're not good enough."

As they were talking, the two had already exchanged several moves.

Lu Chu’s boxing skills were powerful and his moves were fierce, but he couldn’t even touch the corner of his opponent’s clothes and was kicked away.

Fortunately, he had tough skin and flesh, so he was not injured. He roared, snatched the long knife from a yamen runner, and rushed forward again.

Seven-stroke knife!

In stark contrast to his fat body, Lu Chu's swordsmanship is extremely sophisticated, and his moves are swift and varied.

In an instant, the sword shadows in the field merged into one, and the figure of the man in black seemed to be completely submerged by them.

Some people couldn't help but exclaim in admiration:
"Good sword skills!"

When Lu Chu used his boxing skills, he was repelled after just two or three moves, but he had the upper hand holding the long sword.

At least that's how it feels.

"In martial arts, one must first learn the basics, then master them, then combine them with force, and finally combine force with qi."

Shen Hu nodded slightly and said:

"There are very few people who can combine strength and energy. A few years ago, when I fought Lu Chu, he couldn't do it."

"Unexpectedly..."

"At his age, he can still make great progress."

"Master Shen." Zhu Ju said:
"In your opinion, can Shopkeeper Lu defeat his opponent?"

"It's hard to say." Shen Hu shook his head.
"Lu Chu's swordsmanship is best suited to using a two-handed short sword. He's cultivated this skill through years of slaughtering pigs. If he were to use those two signature pig-killing knives, I would retreat. Currently, there are no suitable weapons. Unless one cultivates to the state of combining Qi and intention, using a long sword will ultimately be insufficient."

"That man's leg skills are extraordinary, and his palm techniques are quite exquisite. It will probably take some effort to defeat him."

Zhu Ju nodded slowly.

It seems that Shen Hu is more optimistic about Lu Chu.

Combination of moves and strength, combination of strength and qi, combination of qi and intention, these are the three realms of martial arts moves. I estimate that I have just achieved the state of combining moves and strength.

If it were myself...

Zhu Ju tried to bring himself into the arena, his brows slightly furrowed.

Thirteen Horizontal Refining is very powerful, but without the burst of Qi and blood, it is ultimately only the second level of external training of bones and muscles. If he cannot defeat his opponent before his Qi and blood are exhausted, he will be the one who loses.

In other words.

The current Zhu Ju is good at dealing with ordinary body tempering, but he is inferior to those who have tempered their bodies for decades like Shen Hu and Lu Chu.

"not good!"

Shen Hu's expression suddenly changed, and he rushed out in a flash:
"Brother Lu, be careful!"

(End of this chapter)