After dawn, Zhou Qingfeng returned home with the Traction Catalog. Wang Kunpeng, who was following behind him, was trembling and his footsteps were unsteady. Usually, he was fearless when he saw the patrolling soldiers, but now, he had his head down and wanted to find a hole to hide in. He used all his strength to smash the back of Li Er's head, and that ruffian died on the spot.
When Zhou Qingfeng left the study in the morning, Li Er's body was still lying on the street. The blood on the back of his head was all over the ground. The residents on the street were not surprised, nor were they happy. They just slightly avoided it, treating it like a dead dog, or not seeing it.
The silver pieces taken from Li Er were given to Wang Kunpeng, but Wang Kunpeng did not take them. Instead, he secretly threw them to the house of the widow who was bullied. After he threw the silver, he came back and said to Zhou Qingfeng, "The widow was sitting in the hall crying. Her clothes were tattered. She was so pitiful. I tried to persuade her through the door, but I don't know if she listened or not.
Her husband died less than a month ago, and this happened. None of the neighbors came to help. If Li Er succeeded, she could only hang herself. If she hangs herself, her children won't be able to live either. "
"Then what are you afraid of now?" Zhou Qingfeng kicked Wang Kunpeng angrily. "You did a good deed, a great deed. You avenged the people who were bullied by Li Er in the past, and you saved the widow's family. You even saved people who would be bullied by Li Er in the future. Hold your head high, you are a hero now. "
"I'm afraid of the government …" Wang Kunpeng followed behind Zhou Qingfeng and said in a low voice, "Li Er was able to run amok for so many years because of the officials in the Office of Thousand Households. He also has a lot of friends. "
"Will the officials in the Office of Thousand Households care about the death of a dog? Besides, who will know that you killed him? Just shut up in the future. " Zhou Qingfeng shouted sternly, "Remember, you are a great hero, a great hero with an indomitable spirit, you should not be afraid."
After fooling Wang Kunpeng, Zhou Qingfeng arrived home. After asking Nanny Zhang, the housekeeper, she learned that Gu Yuanwei and Yang Jian had come back last night, but they left shortly after. They didn't even notice that Zhou Qingfeng wasn't at home. Thinking back to last night's conversation with the girl in the study room, it seemed that this cheap master's connections in Fushun were full of difficulties and had not made much progress.
Zhou Qingfeng didn't have the time or ability to care about what Gu Yuanwei had done. His only headache right now was that he was too weak. Last night, he had to rely on Wang Kunpeng to deal with the ruffian who only had brute force. If he were to encounter the woman in black who was chasing after him again — that girl was beautiful and strong, but she was too ruthless. If they really met, he could only stretch out his neck and wait to be killed.
Wang Kunpeng left after a breakfast, saying that he was tired last night and could not accompany him to study today. Zhou Qingfeng knew that the young man was scared, so he let him go. He slept for the whole morning, and in the afternoon, he began to study the piece of paper he got from Li Er.
The "Traction Catalog" gave Zhou Qingfeng the ability to open the Inner Eye and distinguish Qi. But his spiritual power was not enough, so he could only open it for ten minutes at most. In these ten minutes, Zhou Qingfeng could see the relationship and vague direction behind many people and things. What attracted him now was the piece of paper that emitted a light purple glow, which meant that another small opportunity had appeared in front of him.
There were some scribbles on the paper, which should have been Li Er's scribbles, since he didn't know how to write. Zhou Qingfeng tried to identify the meaning, but he couldn't figure out what was drawn on the paper. Even a three-year-old could draw better than Li Er. After thinking for the whole afternoon, Zhou Qingfeng couldn't figure it out, so he could only put the paper aside for the time being. He still had a problem to solve, which was that he had no money.
A man couldn't go a day without money. Yesterday, Zhou Qingfeng still had a huge sum of two hundred taels of silver. This silver could be exchanged for the ability to open the Inner Eye, which was a great profit, but it also made him poor.
It was impossible for him to ask Gu Yuanwei for money. Putting aside the fact that this cheap master of his was quite stingy, Zhou Qingfeng was also unwilling to let him control his financial ability. After all, as the saying goes, 'one's mouth is shorter than others'. Men still had to earn their own money.
"Young Master, what do you plan to eat tonight?" In the evening, the servant, Nanny Zhang, came in and asked, "Do you still want roast chicken?"
In Nanny Zhang's eyes, serving Zhou Qingfeng was a pretty good job. This young master was kind and generous, but he loved cleanliness too much. Not only did he love cleanliness, but so did Nanny Zhang. The ancients didn't have the habit of washing their hands after going to the toilet. Sometimes, they even said, "If you eat something dirty, you won't get sick." This was something that Zhou Qingfeng absolutely couldn't tolerate.
However, with such a demanding master like Zhou Qingfeng, even Nanny Zhang felt that she was a bit more presentable. When she first came, she specially wore a good set of clothes, but Zhou Qingfeng disliked her clothes on the spot because they were too greasy, so he paid for a set of "work clothes" and a few sleeves and aprons for her. The cotton work clothes that cost five taels of silver made the eyes of the surrounding neighbors almost pop out.
Nanny Zhang came in and asked what was for dinner. Zhou Qingfeng thought that he had eaten too much meat recently, so he replied, "Tonight we'll eat light, stir-fry some vegetables, and make some egg soup."
Hearing that Zhou Qingfeng didn't eat meat, Nanny Zhang was very disappointed. This young master was too picky, and there was always a lot left after every meal. For example, if there was a whole fish, he would only eat the fish body, and definitely leave the fish head and tail. It was the same when eating a chicken. He didn't want the chicken head, the chicken neck, the chicken feet, or the chicken buttocks. He was even too lazy to eat the chicken bones. There was a lot of leftovers every day, but the young master didn't care at all.
Every time she cleaned the table for Zhou Qingfeng, Nanny Zhang would always bring the leftovers home with soup and water. Her children relied on the young master's leftovers, and these days, their faces were a little greasy, which was very pleasing to see. Hearing that they didn't eat meat tonight and wanted to eat vegetables, Nanny Zhang silently complained, "What's so good about vegetables? If you eat too much, your face will turn green like vegetables."
When the meal was ready, she brought it to Zhou Qingfeng. There was a bowl of radish and a bowl of bean sprouts. Although they were vegetables, they were stir-fried in lard, and very fragrant. Zhou Qingfeng didn't eat rice, but wanted millet porridge, which made Nanny Zhang secretly complain. The maid didn't have the right to eat at the same table as the master, so when Zhou Qingfeng finished eating in the study, she called her to clean up.
When she was cleaning up, she suddenly saw Zhou Qingfeng looking at a piece of torn paper. Nanny Zhang smiled and said, "Young Master, you are literate, why are you keeping accounts like us?"
"What …, keeping accounts?" Zhou Qingfeng looked at the paper in his hand for the whole afternoon without any clue. When he heard Nanny Zhang say "keeping accounts," he quickly turned his head and asked, "What accounts are written on it?"
"Look at this old woman, I'm just too talkative. Young Master is a smart person who can write and calculate, so naturally, he can't keep accounts like us. You deserve a beating! "Nanny Zhang pretended to slap herself. Zhou Qingfeng's little face darkened, and he shouted, "Enough, tell me what's written on this paper?"
"This should be a gambling debt owed by someone, and they even marked it." Nanny Zhang pointed at a few circles on the paper and said, "They owe more than ten taels of silver." She then pointed at a black ink dot under the circles and said, "This is a handprint."
What the hell!
This drawing was even more impressionistic than an impressionist. If it wasn't someone who knew, who would know that it was an IOU?
"Can you tell who owed it?" Zhou Qingfeng continued to ask.
"This …." Nanny Zhang was a little hesitant, "The loan lenders in the city are all scoundrels who aren't easy to deal with. Those who owe more than ten taels of silver probably aren't good people. The mark on it looks like it's Temple Attendant Zhao from the Dragon King Temple in the east of the city. "
"Temple Attendant?"
"Although he's called Temple Attendant, he's actually the leader of a group of child beggars. He usually bullies the market, kidnaps women, collects stolen goods, and does too many evil things. Even my family lost a house to him a few years ago, so the grudge is huge. But it's said that he's related to the commander of the House of Thousand Households, and he has more than ten capable subordinates, so naturally no one can do anything about him. "
"Since your family has a grudge with Temple Attendant Zhao, can you ask him for money with this IOU?"
"Young Master is a great cultivator, so of course you can do it. If it were a commoner like us with no one to rely on, we would definitely be beaten out by Temple Attendant Zhao and his men. "
After listening to Nanny Zhang's explanation, Zhou Qingfeng had a general understanding of the situation. Although he didn't have any money on hand, he didn't care too much about the dozen taels of silver. But according to the Traction Catalog, an item that could make Zhou Qingfeng see a purple color would definitely be of special use to him. There might be something else waiting for Zhou Qingfeng behind this piece of paper that glowed with a faint purple light.
The Traction Catalog made Zhou Qingfeng full of anticipation for the item he would eventually obtain. Right now, he really needed to increase his strength.
"Nanny Zhang, can you help me get back these dozen taels of silver?"
"Young Master, you're making fun of a woman like me. Of course I can't. "
"Can you help me find some people to do this?"
"If Young Master wants these dozen taels of silver, you can ask the mansion's First Master or Young Master to do it. It should only be a matter of sending a message. Why make things difficult for me? "
The so-called "First Master" and "Young Master" were Zhou Qingfeng's cheap master and senior apprentice brother. But how could Zhou Qingfeng go find them? He asked Nanny Zhang again, "If you can get these dozen taels of silver, I won't take a single coin and give it all to the people who put in the effort. What do you think? "
This time, Nanny Zhang hesitated. A dozen taels of silver was not a small amount for a small family. Even if there were a few more people to divide it, they could at least get one or two taels. If the poor saved a bit, they could eat for a month. And if they really broke into Temple Attendant Zhao's Dragon King Temple, there would be more than a dozen taels of gold and silver.
Seeing that Nanny Zhang was tempted, Zhou Qingfeng shouted again, "Nanny Zhang, look at me."
Look at my unique skill, look at each other, Mind Bewitching Technique!
Spiritual power, consciousness, imagination, Zhou Qingfeng forcibly loaded his will into Nanny Zhang's brain through his gaze. When he used the technique, the "Sun Tablet" in his body seemed to increase the effectiveness of the technique to a certain extent.
Zhou Qingfeng did not have enough spiritual power to use the complete technique, but to an ordinary woman who had already been persuaded, the "Mind Bewitching Technique" was still effective. After he used the technique, he said in a low voice, "Nanny Zhang, you also know that my master and senior apprentice brother are powerful cultivators, but how can we let them do such a small thing? If anything happens, they will naturally take responsibility, what are you afraid of? "
Nanny Zhang's expression was moved, but she was still thinking.
Zhou Qingfeng continued, "Do you know who this IOU belongs to? The famous ruffian Li Er in the city. Last night, Li Er was killed by my master with one palm strike, a mere Temple Attendant Zhao is not worth mentioning. If you help me find people to do this, I will naturally not treat you badly, I will increase your monthly salary by three taels. If you still hesitate, then you don't know how to appreciate favors. "
After threats and temptations, plus the influence of the technique, Nanny Zhang finally nodded and said, "I have many men and brothers in my family, and I also have a few uncles and nephews who can fight. I have long wanted to take revenge on that Temple Attendant Zhao. If I call them here, they should be able to help Young Master. But the specific scene still needs Young Master to personally take charge. "
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