Chapter 57: Zhu Changling

  As for whether Zhu Jiuzhen will reveal the secret or not, and counter-attack at that time, these are all impossible to happen.

  Here is the translation:

  "Take Zhu Jiu Zhen for example, she's similar to Princess Jian Ning from 'The Deer and the Cauldron'. To put it nicely, she idolizes heroes. As long as someone is stronger than her and can subdue her, she'll basically obey them unconditionally. To put it bluntly, she has a masochistic tendency, purely asking to be bullied."

  Secondly, and most importantly, how could Song Qingxue be so foolish as to directly ask Zhu Jiu about the secrets of their household? If one wants to uncover a secret, they should naturally use indirect methods.

  At present, Zhu Jiuyin is afraid of herself to a certain extent. As long as she doesn't ask too obvious questions, she can basically say that she is 'knowing without speaking, speaking without exhausting'.

  "You're saying you're Zhu Jiu Zhen, the daughter of Zhu Chang Ling, the master of Zhu Manor, known as 'The Stroke of Genius'?" Song Qing Shu asked, feigning ignorance.

  "Yes, my father is Zhu Changling." Zhu Jiu Zhen replied to Song Qing Shu's question without any delay.

  "Master, do you know my father?"

  "Master?" Song Qing Shu furrowed his brow and said, "Don't call me master from now on."

  "Ah?" Zhu Jiu Zhen's mouth opened wide, somewhat at a loss, and after a while, he said, "That..."

  "My name is Song Qing Shu, you can just call me Young Master Song from now on." Song Qing Shu said calmly.

  "Yes, Young Master Song." Zhu Jiu Zhen nodded. "Do you know my father?"

  "I don't know him." Song Qing Shu shook his head in denial, and then said, "However, although I don't know your father, the shocking Zhu Chang Ling is extremely famous throughout the Central Plains, so of course I've heard of him."

  "Oh, look at the young master's dusty appearance, why not follow me back to Lian Huan Zhuang to clean up?" Zhu Jiu Zhen suggested, "If my father knew that such a talented young man had arrived, he would certainly be very pleased."

  It is said that 'after searching everywhere, it was found effortlessly', which is exactly what happened to Song Qingchu. Although he was delighted in his heart, Song Qingchu's face did not show it.

  "Alright, since it's like that, you lead the way then." Song Qing Shu nodded and said.

  "Alright, young master, please." Zhu Jiu Zhen saw that Song Qing Shu had really agreed to her suggestion and couldn't help but feel extremely happy, so much so that she had already forgotten about being threatened by Song Qing Shu earlier, as well as the group of slaves who were suffering and groaning in pain beside them.

  Zhu Jiuzhen led the way with her dog, while Song Qingchu followed closely behind, holding onto Hei Tan.

  They walked in silence for about half an hour and arrived at the middle of the mountain. There were white walls, red tiles, vermilion gates, and large doors. Behind the gate, there was a faint outline of towering buildings, pavilions, and kiosks, which looked extremely grand.

  "It's unexpected that there is such a grand mansion in this quiet and secluded place of Kunlun. Rare indeed." Song Qing Shu nodded in praise.

  "You're overpraising, sir. This mountainous region can't compare to the flourishing and scenic Central Plains." Zhu Jiu Zhen said humbly, despite feeling delighted in her heart, upon hearing Song Qing Shu's praise.

  At the same time, Song Qingchu briefly introduced the origin of Zhu Wu Lian Huan Zhuang. At the end of the Song Dynasty and the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, the world was in chaos, and people like Zhu Ziliu and Wu Xiwen escaped with their lives. However, seeing that the Mongols had already gained the upper hand, even if they had the ability to defy heaven, it would be impossible to reverse the situation. Therefore, they built Lian Huan Zhuang in this Kunlun Mountain, living next door to each other. Later generations relied on the family's traditional "One Yang Finger" and "Lan Flower Brushing Hole Hand" to gain some fame in the Jianghu.

  At this time, the family servant had already seen that their young lady was chatting with a stranger and seemed to be getting along very well. Although the person looked dirty, since he had entered the young lady's eyes, he must not be simple, so he went in to report to the host that there was a guest visiting.

  Zhu Jiu Zhen walked slowly into the villa with Song Qing Shu, although it was already early winter, but there was no desolate scene in the villa. The green pines were lush and verdant, the plum blossoms stood proudly. As the gentle breeze passed by, the fragrance of flowers filled the garden.

  After walking for a while, they arrived in front of the main hall and saw a middle-aged man dressed in a gray long gown standing in front of the hall.

  "Dad!" Zhu Jiu Zhen saw the middle-aged man and couldn't help but excitedly call out, running over to him like a bird flying into a forest. She grasped Zhu Chang Ling's hand and acted coquettishly.

  Song Qing saw this and immediately knew that the person in front of him was actually "Jing Tian Yi Bi" Zhu Changling.

  "Alright, alright, there are still guests present." Zhu Changling patted Zhu Jiuren's head and said lovingly.

  At the same time, he turned his head and smiled at Song Qing Shu, "I've made a fool of myself in front of you, young hero. I don't know your honorable surname and name, please forgive me for my rudeness."

  Song Qing Shu cupped his hands and said, "Zhu Daxia is serious, I, Wudang's Song Qing Shu, have seen 'Jing Tian Yi Bi' Zhu Changling, Zhu Daxia."

  "Oh, could it be that the so-called 'Shadowless Sword' of Wudang's third generation, Song Qing Shu, is actually Young Master Song?" Zhu Chang Ling exclaimed in surprise.

  "'Invisible Sword'?" Song Qing Shu furrowed his brow and said, "I am indeed the first disciple of Wudang's third generation. As for this 'Invisible Sword', I don't know where it came from."

  "Haha, it seems that Song Shaoxiao hasn't heard of this. This is a nickname given by friends in the Jianghu community to Song Shaoxiao for his heroic deeds and justice on the road, helping those in trouble and killing enemies with a sword that strikes without a shadow, leaving them dead before they even realize it." Zhu Changling explained with a smile.

  "I see." Song Qing nodded understandingly and humbly said, "These are what people like us in the jianghu should do, it's just that we're being favored by friends from the jianghu."

  "Hehe, Song Shaoxia is a talented and handsome young man, a dragon among men. How humble of him." Zhu Changling said with a smile.

  "All right, Father, why don't you invite Young Master Song inside for a chat?" At this point, Zhu Jiu Zhen chimed in from the side.

  "Oh, yes, yes, it was I who made a mistake." Zhu Changling patted his forehead and laughed, "Please, Young Master Song."

  "Hehe, Zhu Daxia please."

  As they entered the main hall, Zhu Changling wiped his sleeve across the first long chair on the left and smiled: "My humble abode is simple, Young Master Song please don't despise it. Please take a seat."

  Song Qing said hastily that he didn't dare, and the two of them exchanged a few more pleasantries before finally sitting down.

  Song Qingyu cupped his hands and said: "I've long heard of the great name 'Shocking One Stroke', today I see Zhu Daxia's true face, it's truly that hearing is not as good as seeing, and seeing is even better than hearing." But in his heart, he thought: "It's really 'painting a dragon or a tiger is easy, but painting a person's skin is difficult, knowing people and faces but not knowing their hearts', with a benevolent face, they're doing things that can't be seen by others."

  Zhu Changling chuckled and said, "Song Shaoxia has traveled a long way and must be tired. You can stay in my manor for a few days to rest. Although our place is not comparable to the Central Plains, it also has its own unique scenery. Later, I'll let my daughter accompany you on a tour."

  "After a pause, he continued, 'I have arranged for someone to prepare floral scented bath water. Later on, we will have a good chat over dinner in the rear garden.'"

  "So I'll just follow local customs and trouble Zhu Daxia." Song Qing Shu also didn't decline, cupped his hands and said.