Martial Arts Crossover: My Wife is the Top Scholar

Chapter 358: Let the bad guys investigate the bad guys, and then let the Four Great Constables finish things off.

Guo Dalu was drunk and seemed dazed.

My mind subconsciously recalled how I had a rush of blood to my head last night, and how I couldn't sleep for most of the night, so I looked through Taizu Changquan (a martial arts manual).

You might not notice anything special after reading it once, but after reading it twice, you might find the manual somewhat interesting. After reading it three, four, or even ten or a hundred times, you'll realize you've struck gold.

Guo Dalu is somewhat similar to Shi Jin, the Nine-Tattooed Dragon. Both came from small landlord families and had a fondness for martial arts since childhood. They hired more than a dozen masters who taught them fancy but ineffective moves.

Guo Dalu was very clever. He knew that the fancy martial arts his master taught him could only be used for performing tricks and making a living. Others learned the moves, so he pondered how to break through that limitation.

In this way, Guo Dalu comprehended a set of boxing techniques from a bunch of flashy and bizarre martial arts skills.

Unfortunately, without a master to guide him, Guo Dalu's martial arts skills were not systematic, and he relied entirely on intuition when making moves.

Inspiration struck, and I smashed the enemy's nose with a single punch.

The inspiration vanished, and someone punched me in the nose, shattering it.

While flipping through the boxing manual, Guo Dalu subconsciously followed his usual martial arts practice habits, looking for flaws in the moves. He discovered that these moves, which seemed ordinary, were actually all ingenious moves that combined hardness and softness, offense and defense.

The more I looked at it, the more profound and mysterious it seemed. I became completely absorbed in it and watched it more than a hundred times. However, without the guidance of a master, many of my insights remained hidden in my mind.

Facing Feng Qiwu, Guo Dalu subconsciously recalled the moves from the boxing manual. He raised his hand and unleashed a powerful punch, executing four moves in one go: Charge and Slay the General, Establish Authority in Hebei, Provoke and Punch, and Cover Hand and Elbow Strike. This left Feng Qiwu flustered and helpless, and he was punched in the nose.

"Snapped!"

Feng Qiwu's nose was smashed to pieces.

Feng Qiwu's face looked as if it had been opened with oil and salt, all of which flowed out at once—red, white, sour, and salty.

Guo Dalu looked at his fist curiously, thinking to himself, "My martial arts have improved so much in just one night! I'm a genius! Grandpa Guo is an unparalleled genius!"
The residents of Fugui Villa never fight amongst themselves!
I'm awesome, because I really am awesome!
I may be down on my luck, but I could soar to new heights tomorrow!
It's impossible to have wild thoughts!

Internal strife is absolutely out of the question!

This optimistic and positive attitude towards life is no less than that of Tongfu Inn, making it a haven of tranquility in the martial arts world.

A "pure land" that is hard for people in the martial arts world to imagine!
Feng Qiwu collapsed to the ground, his face filled with despair.

What kind of monsters are this family?

"Who are you? Let me tell you! You can kill me, but you can't take my money!"

Feng Qiwu glared fiercely at... Wang Dong!
Judging from Wang Dong's display of lightness skill, he was most likely the one who stole the gold last night.

Wang Dong: ┓(`)┏

What a pity.

Given Wang Dong's lazy nature, even if a million taels of gold were placed in front of him, he wouldn't bother to pick it up.

If an oil bottle falls over and no one picks it up, or money is dropped and no one picks it up, expecting Wang Dong to steal money is like expecting Lu Xiaofeng to become a monk or Sikong Zhaixing to wash his hands of the world – it's all impossible!
Wang Dong asked in surprise, "Are you Mai Laoguang? Do I owe you money for ducks? Why are you shouting for a fight?"

Feng Qiwu angrily said, "Stop pretending! Last night you sneaked into my house and stole my gold, and then you swaggered into my shop and used the gold to buy roast meat!"

Wang shook his head: "Stealing money is too tiring! How could I have the strength to steal money? Besides, I didn't even go to your roast meat shop. It was Guo Dalu and Li Banxian who went. You should ask them! Do I look a lot like a thief?"

Feng Qiwu sneered: "The fortune-telling Taoist priest is a useless piece of trash with no strength. Guo Dalu's punches are heavy, but his lightness skill is so-so. Neither of them are cut out to be a thief!"

Yan Qi pointed to herself.

Feng Qiwu snorted disdainfully.

Wang Shenglan raised her fist, which was as big as a sandbag.

Feng Qiwu scoffed, "Pah! You're a reckless fool. With your brain, you're not capable of planning a theft. I'd rather believe it was a dog who stole it."

Yuanbao lay on the ground and whimpered twice.

He truly deserves to be called the oldest voice actor in history.

He is better at playing the straight man than Li Zhaoting.

Wang Dong sat back down in his chair, looking embarrassed.

Footsteps could be heard outside Fugui Villa.

Then Jia Gun and Jin Shi arrived with dozens of constables, each carrying a bow, arrows, and net.

"Surround them completely, don't let a single one escape!"

The man with the clamps exhaled hot air and laughed loudly, "After tracking this for over ten years, we've finally caught this old fox. This time, we've caught him red-handed, which is truly a cause for celebration."

The golden lion laughed and said, "This is called the completion of merit."

The man with the clamps shouted sternly, "Not only that, we also caught Feng Qiwu's accomplice, and a swindler who forged the Six Doors token. My luck is really good!"

Guo Dalu looked completely dazed.

Are you guys blind?

I clearly defeated Feng Qiwu with one punch, so how did I become his accomplice? What the hell is going on?
Yan Qi sneered: "You're tracking Feng Qiwu not for him, but for his money! How much do constables earn? Nothing compared to Feng Qiwu!"

Mei Zhu skillfully played the straight man: "If you catch a petty thief, send him to the yamen to claim credit and reward. If you catch a rich thief, of course you keep him and squeeze him dry. Once you've squeezed him dry, use his head to exchange for a reward."

Wang Dong added, "It has to be the head! A living person will talk nonsense. Even if the tongue is cut off, his hands and feet can still write. Cutting off his hands and feet would be too cruel and would be bad for his reputation."

Li Zhaoting continued, "Catching one thief is called catching a thief, but catching a group of thieves is called arresting a gang. The merits are completely different, at least three or four times greater."

Wang Shenglan said, "To keep the secret, we certainly can't live either; we must be silenced!"

Yan Qi said coldly, "You all knew all along that Mai Laoguang was Feng Qiwu. You deliberately provoked him to expose his identity, implicating more people, and then used the excuse of resisting arrest to kill everyone to silence them!"

Wang Dong nodded: "What a brilliant plan!"

Yan Qi stomped on Guo Dalu's foot: "I've died seven times before, and I've always survived. I've only known you for three or four days, and I'm going to die again. What bad luck!"

Guo Dalu said helplessly, "I'm not a jinx who brings death wherever I go, that's Li Zhaoting's..."

Guo Dalu's mouth was covered by Li Zhaoting.

Which pot is not open to mention which pot!
Golden Lion sneered, "Are you done?"

Li Zhaoting pointed to the constables around him: "Aren't you worried about them betraying you? Do you want to kill them all? Don't talk about cutting them one by one. The fewer people who know about this, the better. They are just ordinary constables with nothing, while you are high and mighty."

These ordinary police officers turned themselves in and suffered no major losses, but you are going to lose everything.

Still don't understand?

This is the perfect excuse for blackmail!
You must offer enough benefits!

If the spoils are not divided fairly and not all forty or so people present are satisfied, trouble will inevitably arise sooner or later!

You can either appease them temporarily and find an opportunity to eliminate them one by one, or you can only let them extort you. Your high status has become a burden.

Now, do you understand?

Li Zhaoting's voice wasn't loud, but everyone present could hear it clearly. This wasn't a spoils-sharing meeting at all; it was a bloody feast.

Jin Shi regretted letting Li Zhaoting speak.

These constables were his trusted confidants, and they were usually loyal to each other and would go to great lengths for each other. However, when faced with the wealth that Feng Qiwu had accumulated over decades, who could remain rational?

As long as one person tells the truth...

Ok!

I am not without my trump cards.

Golden Lion looked at the swordsman in black.

This was a hitman he hired at a high price.

Three hundred taels of gold will be paid for each person killed.

His sword strikes were swift and never faltered.

"Kill them!"

"can!"

The swordsman in black drew his sword.

Guo Dalu is ready to fight.

"Clang!" The sword was drawn!

"laugh!"

The sword flashed and blood gushed out.

Golden Lion and the clamp collapsed, their faces filled with despair.

The swordsman lightly wiped his face, revealing his true identity: Leng Xue, one of the Four Great Constables.

Leng Xue laughed and said, "Thank you all for helping me solve this case. The imperial court will reward you all."

Being a "confidant" comes with conditions.

When Jin Shi and Jia Gun were high above, these constables were his confidants. When the two fell to the ground, the constables all knelt down, begging Leng Xue to show mercy. Leng Xue was not a man of indiscriminate killing, especially at this moment. He could not kill indiscriminately. He had to appease these people.

Settling scores after the fact is the best approach.

The constables rushed over in a flurry, then left just as quickly, a series of dizzying changes.

Guo Dalu stared blankly at everyone.

What happened?
Can someone explain this to me clearly?

How much of this could Wang Dong and Yan Qi understand? This was a common case-solving tactic used by the Six Doors: let the bad guys investigate the bad guys, while the good guys infiltrate among the bad guys, and once all the bad guys have revealed their identities, the good guys take the opportunity to catch them all in one fell swoop.

Catching the phoenix to perch on the parasol tree is no problem; it's our duty.

Cleaning up the trash, no problem, it's my job.

However, when Jinshi and Jiagun went up the mountain, the big accusation they brought included "forging the Six Doors token," but why didn't Lengxue mention it at all? Did Lengxue forget about it?
How could a cold-blooded person forget!

Which of the Four Great Constables is someone to be trifled with?
"Brother Li, your token..."

"They turn a blind eye. I'm considered an unofficial member of the Six Doors. When I make a contribution, it's attributed to the Six Doors; when I fail, I'm just a temporary worker who takes the blame. I don't have much real power."

"Didn't you say this was a fake?"

"I swear by the moon, this token was indeed made by Zhu Ting, the master craftsman!"

"You drank with Zhuiming..."

"I even told his fortune! The Four Great Constables don't have very good fates, especially when it comes to love!"

Tell us about it!

Everyone crowded around, ready to hear the story.

In front of outsiders, Li Zhaoting felt it inappropriate to play with Wang Shenglan's delicate feet. Instead, he reached out, grabbed Yuanbao, rubbed his head with a smile, and softly told him a story.

"This matter can be traced back to the patriarch of our sect!"

All four of the Great Constables came from the "Zizai Sect". The sect's founder was named Wei Qingqing, a peerless figure who broke the limits of the Heavenly Gang Ranking and was ranked among the "Four Greats".

The name Wei Qingqing comes from a debt of love.

Wei Qingqing's father had three mistresses.

One was his first love, but they could not be together, which was his lifelong regret and his eternal white moonlight.

One was his wife, who was frail and sickly from childhood and died shortly after giving birth, a lifelong regret.

A woman admired Mr. Wei, but Mr. Wei's beloved passed away, and he was consumed by grief, neglecting his lover. By the time he emerged from his grief, his lover had already become a nun.

She was Mr. Wei's last love.

It was quite a coincidence that all three women had the character "青" (qing) in their names. To commemorate his three lifelong loves, Mr. Wei named his child Wei Qingqingqing.

Regret, resentment, and lingering affection!
With such a name burdened by so many grudges and passions, one is destined for an unsuccessful love life, full of twists and turns, and lingering sorrow.

Wei Qingqing's early life was full of hardships until she created a powerful move that combined sword and saber techniques, which was the pinnacle of her skill. She then defeated her senior brother and was finally able to roam the martial world freely.

Not long after, Wei Qingqing founded the Zizai Sect.

He had four disciples, namely:

Ye Aichan, whose roar was like a dragon, became a monk!
Xu Xiaoyi, a man of great learning and talent, lives in seclusion in the countryside!

Zhuge Zhengwo, a first-rank official, is the Grand Tutor of the current court!

Yuan Shisanxian, Grand Eunuch, Demon God of the Mortal Realm!
Perhaps due to Wei Qingqing's influence, the four of them also had troubled relationships. Even if they married and had children, they would be separated for a long time due to misunderstandings, until each of them had a disciple, namely Shen Huzhan, Wang Xiaoshi, and the Four Great Constables.

These people also had relationship problems.

The more passionate the love, the more tragic the ending.

The most prominent example in this regard is Zhuge Zhengwo, who is destined to be a lone star and doesn't even dare to take on disciples. He makes the Four Great Constables address him as Uncle instead of Master.

Legend has it that the Zizai Sect has two rules.

One of them is a strict order from the sect:

Once a skill is passed down from master to disciple, the master cannot use it, otherwise he will inevitably suffer a backlash.

This rule is to prevent the disciples of the Zizai Sect from becoming complacent and to prevent them from forming cliques and engaging in corrupt practices.

The more disciples one has, the fewer martial arts skills one possesses, and the more vulnerable one is to backlash. Therefore, one dares not take on too many disciples.

For martial artists, martial arts skills are the foundation of their livelihood, and disciples are their core strength. The two are contradictory, so they are powerless to cultivate their own power.

Outsiders are never as trustworthy as apprentices!

The other one is a common rumor:

Once you enter the gate of freedom, you'll sleep alone for the rest of your life!

All the disciples of the Freedom Sect are bachelors!

Once or twice is fine, but if it happens too often, even the Four Great Constables will want to consult a feng shui master.

I happen to be skilled in face reading.

Li Zhaoting's eyes gleamed: "I just read your fortunes, and we all have good luck with women!"

"piss off!"

"You wild Taoist priest, prepare to die!"

"I'm never listening to your nonsense again!"

Wang Dong, Yan Qi, and Guo Dalu rushed forward and threw Li Zhaoting away. Li Zhaoting steadied himself, disappeared into the darkness, and quickly returned to his room.

Meizhu thoughtfully came to the room to serve him in bed.

Wang Shenglan skillfully climbed through the window.

After dozens of personal experiments, Wang Shenglan concluded that climbing through a window is more exciting than walking through the main door!

Guo Dalu glanced at Wang Dong, who was lying there like a corpse, and thought to himself that Wang Dong was too lazy. Even if a stunning beauty climbed into his bed, he probably wouldn't move an inch.

Guo Dalu then looked at Yan Qi.

Yan Qi angrily shouted, "What are you looking at!"

Guo Dalu chuckled, "I don't think Yan Qi has any luck with women. Who can stand your temper?"

Yan Qi scoffed, "That's not necessarily true!"

Guo Dalu laughed loudly: "How about we make a bet? If you can find your lover, I'll do 357 somersaults, dig up 357 earthworms, and catch 357 fish to make your wedding banquet!"

Yan Qi snorted and turned to leave.

Guo Dalu complained, "Yan Qi's temper is too strange. He'll never find a wife. If Yan Qi were a girl, he'd probably never get married!"

Wang Dong scrambled a couple of times: "I ate too much and I'm too weak to move. Could you please carry me back to my room?"

"Can't you walk a few steps by yourself?"

"cannot!"

(End of this chapter)