144: Just because I'm kind-hearted, you call me a butcher?

The pretty widow, despite her cunning, was completely helpless when facing Chu Qing.

She gritted her silver teeth and whispered, “Just a few days after King Jinxiu was beheaded at the Meridian Gate, news came from below: several Powerful Families and the rebels officially signed an alliance.”

“They intend to betray the Empire.”

“Originally, this was nothing.”

“But the problem is, King Jinxiu was beheaded!”

“The Imperial Brocade’s prestige is completely lost!”

“Those Powerful Families, and even the county magistrate, all want to kill me to vent their anger and use me as a pledge of allegiance to the rebels.”

Chu Qing tightened his grip, making the pretty widow wince in pain.

“Perhaps they will use other methods to vent their anger.”

The pretty widow rolled her eyes and said, “Although I have some looks, they… they only want to kill me.”

Chu Qing understood the situation of the Imperial Brocade, withdrew his hand, and said indifferently, “So, what benefits will you give me?”

The pretty widow pondered for a moment and said,

“The Powerful Families allied with the rebels also want to deal with you.”

“It’s only right for you to deal with them.”

“Why ask for benefits again?”

Chu Qing said seriously, “One thing at a time!”

“You must give me benefits.”

“Otherwise, I won’t help you.”

The pretty widow was utterly speechless.

She had thought that Chu Qing would be kind and help her out of good will.

She never expected… If she had known, she wouldn’t have sought out Chu Qing in the first place.

“I still have some silver, and a few properties, I’ll give them all to you!”

Chu Qing shook his head.

“Too little!”

The pretty widow gritted her teeth and said, “What do you want?”

Chu Qing said earnestly, “Black gold!”

“Seven thousand taels of black gold!”

The pretty widow… “I only have a little over a hundred taels!”

Chu Qing clapped his hands and laughed, “Deal!”

The pretty widow… A little over a hundred taels of black gold didn’t seem like much.

However, back then, for those hundred-plus taels of black gold, he had specifically made a trip to the Prosperous Land of the Prefecture and killed many people.

Now, he could get it without leaving his home, just by dealing with certain people.

This deal was worth it.

The pretty widow rummaged through her boxes and cupboards.

She searched for black gold in every corner.

She bent over, her skirt swaying gently with her body, captivating the onlookers.

Before long, over a hundred taels of black gold lay before Chu Qing.

He tucked it into his embrace and said indifferently, “You can rest assured and do your work, I will solve that little trouble for you.”

In an instant, the pretty widow let out a complete sigh of relief.

With Chu Qing’s intervention, her pressure would be much less.

At this moment, Chu Qing turned to leave.

However, the pretty widow grabbed his arm and said in a delicate voice, “Master Qing, can you help me with one more thing?”

“Or rather, grant me one request?”

Chu Qing… Hmm?

The pretty widow lowered her head, her toes gently sliding on the ground, and gritted her teeth:

“Sir… The Imperial Star is unstable, the Empire… I’m afraid something bad is going to happen.”

“I hope that one day, if I fall into misfortune, I can ask Sir to take me in!”

The pretty widow, instead of calling him Master Qing, used the respectful address—Sir.

Chu Qing frowned and said, “You’re thinking too much.”

“I am just an ordinary Martial Artist.”

The pretty widow rolled her eyes.

Which ordinary Martial Artist can achieve your level? Who has your capabilities?

In a small Shiji County, how many people have died because of you?

Because of you, how many Powerful Families have suffered severe losses?

Can an ordinary Martial Artist subdue that group of Wubao Disciples?

“Sir… You are ordinary now, but that doesn’t mean you will be ordinary in the future.”

“I believe Sir will surely soar to great heights in the future.”

“I only ask that when Sir is high above, please do not forget me.”

“I also have a talent for intelligence.”

“I can work for Sir.”

Chu Qing was silent.

The small leader of the Imperial Brocade could not rely on the Empire.

Instead, she had to rely on herself.

Truly… ridiculous.

He pondered for a moment and said in a deep voice, “Alright!”

The pretty widow’s eyes curved with joy… At dusk:

Chu Qing, with over a hundred taels of black gold in his embrace, arrived at the Shi Manor.

Although this was his second visit to the Shi Manor,

The doorman recognized him immediately.

“Master Qing!”

“Quick, inform Madam that Master Qing has arrived.”

“Master Qing, please wait a moment, we will sprinkle water to clear the path!”

“Master Qing…”

A group of servants scrambled to surround Chu Qing.

Before long, Chu Qing arrived at the backyard.

The servants dared not enter, quickly kowtowing and retreating.

Feng Nü was there to greet him.

Upon seeing Chu Qing, she said with a look of disdain, “Groom, you’re going to get beaten again!”

Chu Qing remained silent.

Seeing this, Feng Nü became even more secretly pleased.

She mumbled, “These past few days, Young Miss has been in a bad mood, she’ll definitely hit you hard when she does.”

“Hehe, when you get beaten later, let me see if you, this pretty boy, will turn into a pig’s head!”

Chu Qing remained silent.

Because he didn’t know if his face would swell; but Madam Shi’s bottom would definitely swell.

A few minutes later:

When Chu Qing saw Madam Shi and Madam Jin in the garden, his head buzzed.

Because:

Xue Yue, the two maids, were rocking a cradle.

Madam Jin was holding the cold Madam Shi in her arms.

And Madam Shi was actually peeling grapes for Madam Jin.

This scene… was a bit unique.

Upon seeing Chu Qing, Madam Jin’s eyes lit up.

Madam Shi, however, let out a cold snort, turned her head away, and refused to look at him.

But her cold little mouth opened and said, “Groom, come here!”

“All of you, withdraw!”

Wind, Flower, Snow, Moon, the four women, were delighted and quickly withdrew.

Before leaving, Feng Nü even said to Madam Shi, “Young Miss, hit him harder this time.”

“I absolutely want to see him with a pig’s head!”

Madam Shi… was silent.

Madam Jin covered her small mouth and chuckled softly.

One minute later;

The back garden was quiet.

Madam Shi jumped down from the hanging basket.

She was arrogant, like a queen, and looked down at Chu Qing, saying:

“Did you go to the Eight Hundred Li Shui Po?”

Chu Qing walked to the cradle, picked up Madam Jin in his arms, and said in surprise, “How did you know?”

Madam Shi said scornfully, “Groom, you simply don’t understand how powerful my forces are!”

Madam Jin pressed her hand to her lapel and whispered,

“Qing’er, Madam Shi sends people to inquire about you every day.”

“She’s very worried about you!”

Chu Qing’s heart stirred, and he said, “Then, what about you?”

Madam Jin lowered her head, gently released the small hand on her lapel, and said, “Me too!”

Chu Qing burst into laughter.

Madam Jin also laughed.

Hmph!

Madam Shi looked up, not looking at them.

A few minutes later:

Chu Qing gently massaged Madam Jin’s major acupoints on her chest, leaving the Madam so soft and relaxed that she didn’t want to move.

Madam Shi snorted coldly, dissatisfied, and said,

“Disaster is imminent, and you’re still messing around?”

Chu Qing laughed, “Powerful Families? Rebels?”

“A bunch of ignorant and fearless trash, it’s a good thing I need to practice my Cultivation Technique, they can help me cultivate then.”

“I can destroy these people with a single hand!”

Madam Shi’s pupils contracted as she said, “What Cultivation Technique requires human lives for cultivation?”

“This kind of Cultivation Technique seems to advance rapidly, but it cannot cultivate Advanced tendons and bones.”

“You must not practice it!”

Chu Qing sighed and said, “Madam Shi, do I look like a murderous person to you?”

Madam Shi nodded seriously.

Chu Qing… “You killed many Jianghu people in the Eight Hundred Li Shui Po.”

“You even slaughtered an Aristocratic Descendants.”

“Adding to that, you killed thousands of rebel cannon fodder.”

“Now, you even have a Jianghu nickname.”

Chu Qing was stunned.

Nickname?

Familiar yet strange.

He asked with a smile, “What nickname?”

Madam Shi looked at him deeply, her small mouth opened and closed, and she said coldly:

【The Butcher】

“I am kind-hearted, how did I get the nickname ‘The Butcher’?”

Madam Shi sneered.

Madam Jin covered her mouth and also chuckled softly.