He Ping'an followed the sound and saw two guards from Lichun Court kicking a young Confucian scholar in white Confucian robes to the ground.
One of the guards held an eyebrow-level stick and hit the left leg of the Confucian scholar who fell on the ground with all his strength.
This guardian is an eighth-grade martial artist. If he were hit with a stick, the young Confucian scholar's left leg would be broken on the spot.
The young Confucian scholar obviously had no power to fight back, but he did not dodge. Instead, he held the calf of the eighth-grade warrior guard with both hands, and kept chanting: "Give me back Xiang'er..."
He Ping'an's heart moved, his body flashed, his right arm was raised, and he stood in front of the eyebrow-leveling stick.
This young Confucian scholar's name is Lu Yong. He has met him several times in Lichun Academy. He is quite talented. I heard that he has passed the examination and is preparing for the Chunwei examination.
If trained well, he will be a rare talent.
But if the leg is broken, the chance to participate in the Spring Festival is basically lost.
"Crack!"
A cracking sound was heard, and the Qi Mei stick was broken from it.
"Who are you?"
"Why meddle in other people's business?"
A trace of surprise flashed in the guard's eyes. The person in front of him seemed familiar. He should be a frequent visitor to Li Chun Court. He was able to block his eyebrow-level stick without being hurt. His strength should be above that of a seventh-grade martial artist.
He Pingan said: "He Pingan of Changsheng Palace."
When the guardian heard that he was from the Palace of Eternal Life, his heart suddenly shivered and he said in awe, "I have seen Mr. He."
"What's going on with this guy?"
He Pingan glanced at the young Confucian scholar lying on the ground and asked.
Although he is a small official in green clothes, in the eyes of ordinary people, he is a person with an official status.
"Sir, you can't blame us for this."
The nurse explained helplessly.
Lu Yong is from Jiangzhou.
I came to Xuanyang to participate in the Spring Festival six years ago, but failed the exam twice in a row.
After losing twice in a row, Lu Yong was a little depressed and often wandered among the brothels in his spare time.
Until this fall, I met Liu Ruoxiang in Li Chun Courtyard and was so amazed that I would go to Li Chun Courtyard to support Liu Ruoxiang whenever I had time.
It's just that after six consecutive years of wasted time, Lu Yong's family is not a wealthy family, and they can no longer provide him with the money to live in a brothel.
Fortunately, Lu Yong was very talented in poetry, and he wrote several good poems that were widely circulated among the courtesans.
Even the courtesan Liu Ruoxiang was amazed by his poetic talent and often let him stay in his room for free.
It's just that this brothel girl can't help herself. Seeing that there is no profit to be gained from this person, the madam often engages in prostitution for free. How can she bear it?
The oiran Liu Ruoxiang was not allowed to see Lu Yong again.
However, the two fell in love with each other, so naturally they strongly opposed it, and the oiran Liu Ruoxiang even threatened to die.
In the end, the madam knocked out the courtesan Liu Ruoxiang, and then sold her to a wealthy businessman in Xuanyang City for five thousand taels of silver.
The trading time is just in the past few days.
Lu Yong didn't know where he got the news, so he came to Lichun Court every day to cause trouble, and this was the beginning of the scene.
He Ping'an frowned after hearing this. If this was the case, although Li Chun Yuan's matter seemed to be ruthless, it was also a helpless move.
This oiran lady has been trained by a brothel since she was a child. She is proficient in all kinds of music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and knows everything about playing, playing and singing. It would cost the brothel at least a thousand taels of silver to train an oiran of Liu Ruoxiang's level.
When a brothel opens its doors, it is just for business, so there is no way it can make people lose money.
He Ping'an didn't have enough sense of justice to force Li Chun Yuan to hand over the oiran's wife. This was not his style of doing things.
With a long sigh, He Ping'an waved his hand to help Lu Yong up: "Today I want to see you succeed in the imperial examination and gain fame, but I can't bear to see you being physically disabled and losing your great future as an official in the imperial examination."
"If you continue to pester me, I won't be able to help you."
"You take care of yourself!"
He Pingan walked away with a puff of his sleeves.
There are countless tragic things in the world. If he were to take care of them all, he would never be able to control them.
Especially someone like Lu Yong, who has no strength and still wants to have sex for free. This may sound pitiful, but in reality he is a bit of a scoundrel.
If you have money, then redeem Liu Ruoxiang, the courtesan's wife. If you don't have money, don't be merciful. It will only increase your troubles.
"They lied!"
Lu Yong shouted and quickly chased after He Ping'an.
He also seemed to see that this nurse could call He Pingan a master, and he seemed to be no ordinary person. He quickly begged behind He Pingan: "Sir, help me save Xiang'er, they are lying."
He Ping'an didn't speak, but walked quickly along the street.
Seeing that he was silent, Lu Yong quickly started running, closely behind He Ping'an. After a while, he was out of breath and sweating profusely.
It wasn't until a quarter of an hour later that He Ping'an slowed down and stopped slowly.
Seeing Lu Yong behind him, whose steps were sloppy, his face was pale, and he was about to faint, He Ping'an sighed: "Why have you been following me?"
When Lu Yong saw He Ping'an stop, his face lit up, he took a deep breath, soothing his heart that was about to jump out of his chest because of running so fast, and then said intermittently: "He... Sir... ...They lied.”
He Pingan looked at Lu Yong and said coldly: "They are just lying, so what does it have to do with me?"
Lu Yong's voice faltered and his face turned gray.
Yes, Li Chunyuan lied, and what does it have to do with Mr. He in front of me.
They have already saved me once, how can they offend Li Chun Yuan just to help me?
Although he is a Confucian scholar, he has been in Xuanyang for two years, so he knows that the forces behind Lichun Court are complex and not something that ordinary people can offend.
Just when he was disheartened and wanted to return to Li Chun Yuan, he was ready to die to prove his ambition.
"But, I'm in a good mood today, and suddenly I'm a little interested. Why don't you tell me how they lied?"
A faint voice sounded behind Lu Yong, but Lu Yong, who was already heartbroken, trembled suddenly, then turned around and fell to the ground: "This is what happened..."
In the three years since Liu Ruoxiang became the oiran, many guests at the table spent a lot of money. Although most of the gold and silver were taken away by the madam, Liu Ruoxiang still saved a lot of jewelry, which was estimated to be more than four thousand taels.
When he learned that the madam was going to sell Liu Ruoxiang, Lu Yong borrowed money everywhere, and finally he and Liu Ruoxiang collected five thousand taels of silver and handed it over to the madam.
Unexpectedly, the old bustard suddenly increased the amount of silver he needed to redeem his life to six thousand taels.
This made Lu Yong suddenly helpless.
Just as he was collecting money everywhere, the madam sent someone to steal the 5,000 taels of silver stored in Liu Ruoxiang's place. He also claimed that Liu Ruoxiang had hidden the reward money from the guests and locked up Liu Ruoxiang.
"Hey, this is a bit disrespectful of martial ethics."
He Pingan was speechless for a while when he heard Lu Yong finished speaking.
If you negotiate a price in advance, you can raise it if you ask for it.
It’s just improvement, but you’re taking people’s money away. Isn’t it a bit too much?
This is not to say that there is no martial ethics, but that there is no morality at all.
However, his consciousness had been observing Lu Yong and the nursing home before, and his psychology did not fluctuate widely, so it should be that the nursing home was unaware and was not lying.
After all, if one less person knows about this kind of thing, there will be less risk of it spreading.
"When are they going to trade?"
He Pingan asked.
"I do not know either......."
Lu Yong explained awkwardly: "I just heard that Xiang'er was hidden in a manor outside the city and will be traded tomorrow."
After saying this, a light suddenly flashed in his mind. If He Pingan asked this question, did it mean that he was willing to help him.
Lu Yong came out of desperate situation and said with ecstasy: "Master He is willing to help me?"
"If I'm not willing to help you, how can you catch up with me?"
He Pingan spoke slowly.
He helped Lu Yong, on the one hand, because Li Chun Yuan's work was indeed a bit excessive, and more importantly, he needed to cultivate good talents, and someone came to his door.
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