"The youngest."
"Hmm," she mumbled in response.
"That child asked me to give you something before he left."
Rolling and rolling, the copper coin made a crisp humming sound on the wooden table.
"That child wants the heavens to stop crying, so please accept the deposit and help him fulfill his wish."
The old house is now quiet.
As everyone knows, it was a small copper coin that cleansed the corrupt official Xu of his six "roots" (corruption and moral decay). And in the streets, the righteous man who did good deeds anonymously is affectionately known by the people as—
The Copper Coin Hero.
Inside the room, Dead Fish Eyes pushed aside the stunned Lao Ba and automatically put on his trousers.
Volume Two, Chapter Seven of Guan Ju
The first law of the martial arts world: a great hero must be a handsome young man.
What? You're a martial arts master but your looks are a bit lacking? Sigh, you can only blame your parents. Pack your bags and go to Shaolin Temple. They don't care about appearance there. A big bald head is enough to divert attention.
What? Of the three unfilial acts, the greatest is to have no offspring. You're determined to charm all the young girls in the world, seduce the lovesick old ladies, and at least become one of the Four Princes or Six Swordsmen.
Good ambition, good idea. Since you're so sincere, I'll show you a way.
Turn right after you go out, yes, keep walking straight, and whatever you do, don't look back!
Go away, go away, the Central Plains are no longer suitable for you.
Uncles, don't gloat. It's more practical for men over thirty to stay home and have kids. Find a pretty mother, and eighteen years from now you might be the father of a young master or the grandfather of a swordsman.
The world of martial arts is turbulent and cruel; diligence alone is not enough, talent is also essential. Don't assume that just because Jade Sword Prince, one of the Four Young Masters, passed away two years ago, anyone can take his place.
Have you not heard of the rising star of the martial arts world—the Copper Coin Hero? Decisive under the cover of darkness, mysterious and unconventional, he has swept across the land overnight, seemingly poised to break into the ranks of the Four Young Masters. It is said that this hero possesses the elegance of a pine tree, the handsomeness of Pan An, respect for his teachers, and unwavering composure—truly a perfect match for a young lady, and the ideal choice for a female martial arts heroine.
"Looking at mountains, they are not mountains; gazing at clouds, they are not clouds. If you ask what the young master is like, all I see are copper coins."
After reading the newly released special issue of "Anecdotes," I looked up during the National Day holiday.
Copper coins were everywhere. People either tied them into pendants to hang from their waists or strung them into ornaments to wear on their foreheads. Some merchants even used copper coins instead of magic mirrors and nailed them to the entrance.
He thought that what he had seen and heard along the way was already incredible enough, but compared with Zhili, it was nothing.
"Young Taoist priest, would you like to buy a net?"
He really likes the color of autumn fragrance, but why is there a copper coin inlaid on this tassel?
“Young Taoist priest, you noticed it too? This copper coin is no ordinary one. My husband is a night watchman. Last month, the night the great hero…” Fearing he wouldn’t understand, the woman made a cutting gesture, “…the night he performed his chivalrous act, my husband was on watch near the official garden when a copper coin fell from the sky. This is it! It must be the Copper Coin Hero’s personal possession. Seeing that you’re a thoughtful person, how about this, five taels of silver, five taels of silver and I’ll reluctantly sell it to you!”
She was in pain, but where was she in pain? It was clearly him who was being held and was in pain.
"No, no, I don't want to." He struggled desperately.
"Three ounces, that's the lowest I can give."
Please, did you really hear me? No, he doesn't want to.
Just as he was anxiously trying to figure out how to escape, he heard a shout from afar.
"The Copper Coin Hero has appeared!"
"Hey? The Copper Coin Hero?"
"Just now at the East Gate, a young master on a white horse saved a beggar with a single copper coin. His demeanor and attire clearly indicated he was a江湖人 (jianghu person, someone from the martial arts world), and most importantly, he was even more handsome than the Rong family's Fan Master, a true young lad!"
As soon as these words were spoken, the old woman who sold the net immediately released him, and then the entire South Ward erupted in excitement.
"Where? Where is the Coin Hero?!"
Not only the teahouses along the street, but even the houses at the corners opened their doors and windows wide, with men, women, and children craning their necks to look out.
"They're here! They're here!"
A lone rider appeared, raising dust in the wind, his magnificent brocade robes flowing like light. His unruly curly hair cascaded over his shoulders, and his eyes and brows exuded a natural elegance. As he approached the end of the alley, he dismounted, tossed his riding whip to the gatekeeper, and hurried into a large mansion.
"Such superb skills, it must be him."
"The Copper Coin Hero!"
What copper coin hero? He's clearly Young Master Qiyang!
So, how did Young Master Qiyang end up in a small county? It's not like it's a big place.
Pushed and shoved by the crowd, Eleven wondered to himself.
But as it turned out, the small temple was more popular. As soon as he entered the inn where he was temporarily staying, he bumped into a wall of flesh.
"Don't be careful..." He froze before he could finish his harsh words.
Standing nine feet tall, with bulging muscles that almost burst through his clothes, isn't this Gao Dashan, the master of Tongbei Divine Fist, and the loyal bodyguard of Young Master Zhuofeng, Jiao Mengbuli?
A heavy shadow fell over his face, and Eleven was filled with apprehension when he heard a serious male voice from inside the door.
"The mountains".