Jing Xingzhi’s Daily Life in Ancient Times

Jing Xingzhi secretly looked down at his palms.

The white palms had already turned red and swollen, burning like freshly baked buns.

It seemed that the old man was really angry, and this was the first time he had hit him.

Anyone who looked at him would be confused about why he wanted to take Liu Fang to the capital. Everyone would think that with Liu Fang’s belly being so big, how could he withstand such a long journey?

Not to mention, that person was this worried old man.

When Fang Qichen saw that he was silent, he slapped the table with his ruler and said, “What, are you mute?”

“You were quite eloquent just now. Look at your little mouth. Why don’t you speak?”

Fang Qichen did not hide his dissatisfaction at all.

Going out with a pregnant wife was truly wrong. Last time during Jing Xingzhi’s provincial examination, Liu Fang had been taken to Fucheng. If Fang Qichen had known the news earlier, he would not have agreed.

This time, with Liu Fang’s belly was so big, Fang Qichen didn’t even think about him going there. What would it sound like for a man to go out to take a test while taking care of his pregnant wife?

When Jing Xingzhi heard the snapping sound, it really made his hands hurt.

He swallowed a sip of saliva and said helplessly, “Teacher, I don’t know how long I will stay there, so I want to take Liu Fang with me. From the exam to the ranking, and then to the palace examination, I can’t tell you what I would do next. I will be staying in Beijing for a long time.”

Fang Qichen thought that Jing Xingzhi didn’t know the rules of officialdom, so he explained it to his young disciple in a patient manner.

“When the palace examination is over, there will be a period for returning home, which can be as long as one year or as short as three months. You can come back to pick him up by then.”

But Jing Xingzhi glanced at him, as if he still had something to say.

Fang Qichen stared at Jing Xingzhi. This time, his little eyes widened, showing how angry he was.

Jing Xingzhi stood upright, lowered his head, and said, “If I don’t take Liu Fang with me, I’ll be in a mess.”

Fang Qichen snorted again: “So for your own comfort, you want your wife to go with you with a big belly? I have to say something unpleasant, but aren’t you afraid of an accident on the road?”

Jing Xingzhi took a step back. “He wants to go too.”

‘And I have a way to ensure safety on the road!’

“Confused!” Fang Qichen was so angry that he threw the ruler aside. He pointed at Jing Xingzhi and said, “Go! Go and call Liu Fang. If you’re confused, does that mean he is also confused? Don’t think that just because he’s a pregnant shuanger, I won’t even slap his palm; it won’t affect the child!”

“Call him here, otherwise you are fooling this old man!”

Fang Qichen thought about Liu Fang’s usual behaviour. Liu Fang was much calmer than this young disciple.

Liu Fang’s calmness and thoughtfulness were what Fang Qichen admired about him. He could control his disciple’s sometimes erratic temperament, which meant he could manage people.

Unexpectedly, now Liu Fang couldn’t control it.

Jing Xingzhi had no choice but to offer his last reason, “Teacher, I’m most worried about him having a baby at home alone!”

“Oh. You don’t worry about that boat on the sea, the wind, the waves, the road bandits, and the water bandits.” Fang Qichen pointed at Jing Xingzhi’s nose and scolded, “You idiot! Which one is more dangerous? Don’t you have any sense?”

Seeing that the teacher was really furious, Jing Xingzhi didn’t care about hiding or anything else. He took two steps forward and reached out to support the old man. “I dare to take him with me because I can guarantee that nothing will happen on the way.”

Jing Xingzhi didn’t talk nonsense. His Qi Technique had broken through to the third level. As long as he wasn’t afraid of the punishment from the disordered heavens, he could make Liu Fang give birth to the child now.

In addition to the ability to see inside the body, he had recently been able to temporarily control people’s organs at close range.

To put it simply, if a guy who was not afraid of death came to provoke Jing Xingzhi and got within one meter of him, Jing Xingzhi could blow up his heart if he wanted to. Wasn’t that impressive?

Destruction could be done, and the same could be said for maintenance and protection, but it needed to be more careful and attentive.

Moreover, Liu Fang’s practice of Qi Technique had progressed very quickly during the early stages of dual cultivation, and he had also broken through to the second level in the past few days. His body had experienced an adventure akin to a cleansing and marrow removal.

These two reasons were why Jing Xingzhi dared to vouch for it.

But Fang Qichen didn’t know this.

The old man pushed Jing Xingzhi’s hand away, but his mood calmed somewhat due to Jing Xingzhi’s support.

Fang Qichen turned his head away with a look of disgust and said, “What guarantee do you have? Those people from Jianghu can still be avoided. But how can the power of nature and human power be easily resisted?”

When Fang Qichen said this, he suddenly turned around and stared into Jing Xingzhi’s eyes. “Either you show proof or demonstrate your true ability; otherwise, don’t even think about it!”

“If you want to go like this without giving an explanation, then don’t recognize me as your teacher.”

“You despise human life; you are not worthy of being my disciple!”

Fang Qichen’s eyebrows were knotted, his expression serious, and his words loud and clear.

The serious confrontation made the atmosphere in the room seem to solidify, making it difficult for Jing Xingzhi to breathe.

Or? Forget about the showdown…

Jing Xingzhi thought this for a moment.

But after the showdown, how would he explain the cultivation method that had taken shape?

Fang Qichen was close to Li Yunxi. Once the news reached Li Yunxi, how could the other party not be moved?

It was okay to mess up some small things. He could do more good deeds and accumulate merits to make up for it. But it could disturb the fate of the emperor, Jing Xingzhi could be struck down by lightning!

So, from the beginning, Jing Xingzhi had no intention of teaching Qi Technique to his teacher and junior sister. He could do it himself and groom the two of them invisibly, but he wouldn’t teach them the art of qi channelling.

Yet Fang Qichen acted like a teacher and a father. If he didn’t put him at ease, how could he take Liu Fang away?

Taking Liu Fang away directly? The old man was not in good health. How could Jing Xingzhi dare to do so? Otherwise, the old man’s health which had been much better recently, might be… Jing Xingzhi didn’t even want to mention it.

He couldn’t take people away without an explanation. To explain would also mean to expose.

What a dilemma…

Jing Xingzhi lowered his head and pursed his lips.

After a while, he said nothing.

Suddenly, the fragrance of tea drifted across his nose.

Jing Xingzhi raised his head cautiously and saw the old man sitting there, drinking tea.

Jing Xingzhi instinctively strengthened his sense of smell and vision.

Um??!

Looking with his eyes, the colour was clear and moist—not bad!

Smell?

His nose detected the faint aroma of tea and a hint of bamboo.

Wait, the bamboo aroma of this tea was difficult to brew. It was said that one needed to be very calm to make it.

The old man had been so angry just now; how could he have made such good tea?

Jing Xingzhi was confused.

Jing Xingzhi moved his head, as if he had heard the sound of rushing water.

He thought for a final moment, held his beaten palm, and looked at the old man with a pitiful expression.

When the big black dog looked at him like this, he gave in. If he looked at people this way, the effect shouldn’t be bad, right? Jing Xingzhi thought a little unconfidently.

Fang Qichen had originally come to look at the young disciple and wanted to teach him a lesson, but Jing Xingzhi suddenly put on an aggrieved face that made it seem like he wanted to cry, which genuinely startled the old man.

Fang Qichen’s heart skipped a beat. Could it be that he had overacted?

With this thought in mind, he couldn’t stop it!

Fang Qichen began to wonder if he had really been too cruel.

The young disciple… this must have been the first time he had been beaten, right?

In the past, his adopted family treated him favourably, they wouldn’t have beaten the smart child for no reason. After the death of the Jing family couple, Fang Ge’er treated the little scholar very well, so from Fang Qichen’s calculations, it seemed that this was indeed the first time the little scholar had been beaten!