Chapter 447: Guidance with Hands
What a farce, it’s hard to describe.
Though somewhat nonsensical, it added some fun, making the long wait less boring.
Soon after, the physician finally finished his busywork and examined Yun Zhonghe again. The Sea of Consciousness seemed fine, but there was an unusual weakness that puzzled the physician.
Logically speaking, after taking their sixth-grade dan pill, Yun Zhonghe should be in perfect health.
Why would he feel weak?
Yun Zhonghe and Tao Jiu’er didn’t say a word.
The physician, however, didn’t ask much and prescribed some medicine for Yun Zhonghe to take back.
Once he takes his medicine, the weakness in his body will be replenished. Perhaps by tomorrow, memories might return.
After thanking them profusely, Yun Zhonghe and Tao Jiu’er left the medical facility and returned to their cozy little nest.
For the remaining time, Tao Jiu’er planned to spend quality alone time with Yun Zhonghe.
Although she wished Yun Zhonghe could stay this way a bit longer, her rational side understood it was already more than enough.
To be greedy would invite trouble.
Besides, she had already savored the taste of Yun Zhonghe.
Some people hadn’t even reached the starting line yet.
She felt content.
Back home, Tao Jiu’er went to boil medicine for Yun Zhonghe.
As Yun Zhonghe sat idly, he noticed a book stuck in the crevice of his wheelchair.
He curiously pulled it out.
“The Detailed Explanation of Confucian Cultivation?”
Seeing the familiar cover and title, Yun Zhonghe got a bad feeling.
Wasn’t this Senior Brother Mei’s thing? How did it end up in his wheelchair?
Could the content have been swapped?
Tao Jiu’er was bustling in the kitchen. As he watched her graceful silhouette, Yun Zhonghe swallowed a gulp and, driven by curiosity, opened the book.
“Confucian cultivation inheritors uphold profound Confucian philosophy… Emphasizing ‘benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom, and trustworthiness,’ and pursuing a life dedicated to ‘self-cultivation, family harmony, governance, and peace under heaven.’”
Seeing this, Yun Zhonghe breathed a sigh of relief. It didn’t seem to be altered by Senior Brother Mei.
Continuing to read, he found the content accessible, especially for a no-brain ‘novice’ like him who had lost his memory.
In terms of cultivation, Confucian practitioners stressed resonance with nature to develop righteous energy. Through scholarly classics, tempering one’s spirit, and enhancing moral realm, they gained abilities akin to an emperor—able to command life and d*ath, repel ghosts and gods.
True Confucians could handle themselves if others behaved improperly.
Ah, so “Discourse in the Garden” refers to…
Mentioning Confucian cultivation inevitably leads to two iconic abilities: righteous energy and words as law.
Righteous energy resembles protective aura, but the latter uses spiritual energy instead of just spiritual protection!
Words as law meant capturing stronger affinity with classics, then nurturing words with spiritual energy, turning them into substantial power.
Overall, Confucian cultivation seemed more about spiritual energy and manifesting physical strikes?
Indeed quite odd.
Reading “The Detailed Explanation of Confuciandom”, Yun Zhonghe felt deeply affected. He flipped the page.
“In the courtyard, gazing into each other’s eyes, tenderly, Zhang the Butcher held Xiao Tao Hong’s hand, starting sword practice. Swords moved like dragons…”
Yun Zhonghe paused, bewildered, reading on.
“…A fierce sparring match ended in a draw. Xiao Tao Hong thanked Zhang the Butcher and returned to the building before dawn…”
Wait?
This forbidden book didn’t contain any illicit descriptions but was full of martial prowess instead.
No wonder Senior Brother Mei insisted he’d return…
Yun Zhonghe drifted off for a moment.
“Master, what are you reading?”
Tao Jiu’er’s voice snapped him back to reality.
Oh no!
Yun Zhonghe jolted, but his hand slipped, dropping the “Detailed Explanation of Confucian Cultivation” onto the floor.
Tao Jiu’er caught sight of the text, her gaze deepening with intrigue.
The atmosphere instantly became awkward and tense.
Tao Jiu’er bent down, gently picking the book up.
Her squatting revealed her ample chest, like two bouncy bunnies, highly tempting.
Yun Zhonghe quickly averted his eyes.
At this moment, he felt terribly guilty.
The memory of yesterday’s bathroom incident surfaced.
Little Yun Zhonghe seemed eager to go at it again.
Not now, seriously, can’t we just rest? Today’s a day off!
Yun Zhonghe thought inwardly.
Then, Tao Jiu’er stood up and tucked the book under her arm.
“Master, such forbidden books aren’t worth reading… The physician said today you’re feeling a bit weak.”
Yun Zhonghe: “…”
What causes the weakness? Don’t tell me Jiu’er doesn’t know?
Still, for some reason, they squeezed together and studied “The Tale of Xiao Tao Hong” hidden within “The Detailed Explanation of Confucian Cultivation”.
Nervousness set in; who knew there’d come a day when he’d read with a girl…
This was a dream Yun Zhonghe never dared to imagine!
However, reading it made them realize this story was quite different from the “little prince” they had in mind.
It wasn’t exactly about a “little prince,” but it definitely was.
In short, it was about a woman named Xiao Tao Hong working at a brothel since childhood, being groomed as a courtesan.
Xiao Tao Hong was proficient in everything from the zither to ink painting, but she loved swordsmanship most and yearned to join the Jianghu world, aspiring to become a swordsman.
She secretly asked her personal attendant to buy martial arts novels. With snippets from these books, she somehow picked up the basics of swordplay!
No one told her she had a natural talent for the sword.
Days passed, and Xiao Tao Hong became the top courtesan and the pillar of the brothel.
Growing older, her beauty spread far and wide.
Unknown to all, Xiao Tao Hong never gave up her dream of becoming a swordsman.
When her chance came, Zhang the Butcher fell for her. Knowing he came from a lineage of swordsmen, Xiao Tao Hong sought his company.
Zhang the Butcher was overjoyed, giving her anything she wanted, including personal guidance.
This description contained some intimate scenes during sword duels, which Yun Zhonghe spotted, though it wasn’t clear whether Tao Jiu’er saw through it.
Who knows if using hands for guidance… is proper or not.
