Chapter 1: The Miserable Transmigration

  With a nervous heart, I pushed open Grandma Kang's door and walked in. There was no one in the living room.

  "Kang Mama, where are you?" Jiang Xia called out.

  "Come in, I'm inside."

  The sound was coming from Mrs. Kang's bedroom, Jiang Xia hesitated for a moment, and upon hearing the tone of the voice, he felt that something was off. Wasn't going in like this equivalent to sending a sheep into the tiger's den? As soon as this thought arose, another one immediately sprouted. What about the twenty taels of silver reward? Was it just going to be written off like that?

  After weighing it, Jiang Xia walked past the screen and into Mrs. Kang's bedroom. Mrs. Kang was lying on the bed with an expression that seemed uncomfortable and a bit painful. Seeing Mrs. Kang like this, Jiang Xia finally felt relieved in her heart.

  Of course, I felt relieved in my heart, but I still couldn't help asking: "Mom Kang, what's wrong with you?"

  Kang Qingyan was covered with a quilt, but it could be seen that her hands were placed on her stomach and she was curled up into a ball. Her voice was somewhat weak as she said: "My stomach hurts, Jiang Xia come over and help me sit up."

  "Oh." Jiang Xia responded with a sound and walked over, his hands supporting Kang Qingyan's armpits to pull her up. But just at this moment, Kang Qingyan, who had been looking uncomfortable, suddenly perked up, and her swollen body burst out with an inexplicable agility. Before Jiang Xia could react, Kang Qingyan flipped her body and pressed Jiang Xia under her, her entire body pinning him down.

  "Kang Mama, what are you trying to do?" As soon as Jiang Xia asked this question, Kang Qingyan had already started untying Jiang Xia's belt and began kissing him recklessly on the face. Jiang Xia felt a chill in his heart, how could he not understand what Kang Qingyan was trying to do?

  The female gangsters in this world are getting more and more arrogant, it's a sin that someone as handsome and elegant as me is born. Wherever I go, people covet my beauty. Oh no, it's not beauty, it's masculinity. Jiang Xia sighed inwardly, but when faced with such an emergency, he became calm instead, after all, he was the youngest leader in the history of Qianmen, and if he couldn't remain calm in the face of danger, how could he control the situation?

  Jiang Xia suddenly wrapped his arms around Kang Qingyan's waist and said, "Kang Mom, if you just want it like this, then say so. It's an honor for me, Jiang Xia, to be looked up to by you."

  As soon as Jiang Xia said that, Kang Qingyan was stunned for a moment. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Jiang Xia suddenly turned over and pressed Kang Qingyan under his body. He looked at Kang Qingyan with gentle eyes, meeting her gaze.

  "Oh, my nemesis." Kang Qingyan let out a low cry, only now realizing how handsome Jiang Xia was.

  With sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, a straight nose and thin lips, the aura between his brows was filled with the essence of masculinity. Kang Qingyan couldn't help but scold herself, wondering how she had never noticed that among her group of friends, there was actually such a handsome and talented man.

  Jiang Xia took off his own belt and then began to undo Kang Qingyan's belt. Kang Qingyan stared at Jiang Xia with wide eyes, to be honest, although she was almost fifty years old, she had been a famous courtesan in the capital city when she was young, so she still had some basic foundation. Although her body now showed signs of obesity, due to her tall stature, it didn't look too bad, and with her full breasts standing upright, her figure could be said to be barely passable.

  As for the flesh on her face, although it had begun to sag and wrinkle, the foundation of her youthful features was still there, making it not an exaggeration to say that she was a mature woman with lingering charm. However... Jiang Xia had strict requirements for women and would never compromise himself. So he gently brushed Kang Qingyan's eyes with his left hand and softly said, "Don't look at me like that, I'm a bit uncomfortable."

  "Alright, little rascal, I'll listen to you." After finishing speaking, Kang Qingyan closed her eyes. Jiang Xia grasped her hands and raised them above her head, then suddenly he swiftly tied up her hands with a speed that left no time for covering one's ears. Then, he stood up and said: "Kang Mama, I've given you a waistband as a gift. I'm just a lowly servant, I don't deserve your deep affection. Farewell..."

  "Jiang Xia! Jiang Xia!" Kang Qingyan hastily opened her eyes and shouted loudly, but by this time Jiang Xia had long since run away. There was no sign of Jiang Xia in the room. Kang Qingyan felt both angry and disappointed, she looked at the waistband of Jiang Xia's on her hand and her eyes shone with a faint light as she said: "Little scoundrel, no matter what I won't let you escape from my grasp."

  Escaped from Kang Qingyan's room, Jiang Xia muttered to himself that it was a narrow escape, this was simply escaping the tiger's mouth. He turned his head and took another look at Kang Qingyan's room, thinking to himself: "This place is full of bad omens, not suitable for staying long, let's leave first."

  Just as Jiang Xia walked into the corridor, he saw Zhang Yong standing at the door of Shixinju. At this moment, Zhang Yong also happened to see Jiang Xia. Jiang Xia smiled and walked over to make a bow to Zhang Yong, saying: "Good day, sir."

  Zhang Yonggang was cheated out of twenty taels of silver by Jiang Xia, although he didn't take it to heart, but still felt a little uncomfortable. So he turned his head and hummed softly without paying attention to him. Jiang Xia's enthusiasm had been met with indifference, so he smiled at Zhang Yong and prepared to leave.

  At this moment, the door of Shi Xinju's residence opened, and Zhu Houzhao came out from inside, grabbed Zhang Yong's hand and said: "Zhang Yong, remember this upper couplet, quickly go find someone to come up with a lower couplet. Hurry!"

  "Yes, yes." Zhang Yong hastily nodded his head. Zhu Houzhao looked around and took out a two-tael silver note from his bosom and handed it to Jiang Xia: "Go help me borrow a set of Four Treasures of the Study, quickly."

  "Good." After Jiang Xia received Zhu Houzhao's treasure, he immediately ran to Nian Nu's residence. After knocking on the door, it was opened by a small maid. Seeing Jiang Xia, the little maid asked, "What's wrong? Is there something?"

  Jiang Xia took out a dozen or so coins from his bosom and stuffed them into the little maid's hand, smiling as he said: "Good sister, may I borrow your writing tools for a use?"

  The little maid weighed the dozen or so coins in her hand, then put them into her pocket and said: "You wait a minute, I'll go ask my mistress again."

  The little maid came out with pen, ink, paper and inkstone and handed them to Jiang Xia, "Remember to return them after use."

  "Alright, definitely." Jiang Xia nodded and then took the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone to Zhu Houzhao.

  Seeing Jiang Xia return so quickly, Zhu Hou nodded and praised: "Well done." Then he picked up his pen, dipped it in ink, and wrote seven words on the paper: "Long long long long long long".

  "Seven 'long' characters, is this the upper phrase?" Zhang Yong looked and was immediately stunned. This would stun anyone who saw it.

  Zhu Houzhao nodded: "This is what Poet Poetry gave me... I came up with the top line, and I made an excuse to go to the toilet to let you find someone to help. You quickly find someone to help come up with the bottom line. Poet Poetry said that if I couldn't come up with the bottom line today, she wouldn't let me get into bed. The imperial female heart scripture I've been practicing for so long would be practiced in vain."

  "Are you also familiar with the 'Heart Sutra of Women's Control'?" Jiang Xia looked at Zhu Houzhao with some surprise. He had once stolen an ancient Chinese book from the British Museum, only to discover later that it was the original copy of the "Eighteen Styles of Heart Sutra of Women's Control". It was said that this supreme treasure was imparted by a high-ranking official to Emperor Song Huizong, and after his death, it vanished from the imperial palace.

  Although it is unknown whether the rumor is true, Jiang Xia has indeed practiced hard. After mastering the 18th style of Yu Nu Xin Jing, Jiang Xia gained a reputation in the Jianghu as Yeye Qici Lang (One Night Seven Times Lang), nicknamed Golden Gun Unbeaten Young Master. The vast number of women trust this product... Cough cough, the last item is not true.

  "Yes, yes, I'll go right away." Zhang Yong blew the paper dry and put it in his own bosom. Just as he was about to leave, Jiang Xia suddenly grabbed him.

  Zhang Yong roared: "What are you doing? Are you tired of living? A small servant dares to be so arrogant!"

  Jiang Xia stopped paying attention to Zhang Yong and directly said to Zhu Houzhao: "Just a couplet, I wonder if you will reward me for coming up with a couplet that matches yours?"

  "Do you have a matching couplet? As long as it's well-matched, I'll definitely reward you heavily." - Zhang Yong. Zhu Houzhao looked at Zhang Yong for a moment.

  Zhang Yong suddenly took out a large handful of precious notes from his bosom, "If you can come up with the next couplet, all these will be yours. If you can't... Hmph, I'll make sure you know what kind of trouble you've gotten yourself into today."

  Jiang Xia shook his head, picked up the brush and began to write on the paper. After finishing, Zhu Houzhao was slightly stunned for a moment, muttering to himself: "This handwriting is really good-looking..." He looked up at Jiang Xia, suddenly remembering what he had said earlier: "You also know the 'Heart Sutra of Women'?"

  Zhu Houzhao thought: "Could it be that this little guy also knows the 'Heart Sutra of Women's Minds'? How many moves does he know?"

  Zhang Yong glanced at the words written by Xia Jiang and smiled: "Is this the lower couplet? Kid, I think you're really fed up with life."

  Jiang Xia wrote on paper a couplet that was exactly the same as the first one, also with seven "long" characters: "Long long long long long long."

  Zhu Houzhao shook his head and said, "How can this be a matching couplet?"

  "Gentlemen, don't be impatient, listen to my explanation and you will understand the subtlety. Jiang Xia pointed at the character "long" and said: "This character has two pronunciations, it can be read as 'chang' (g) or 'zhang' (z), so the previous phrase is 'chang (g) chang (zhang) chang (g) chang (zhang) chang (g) chang (g) chang (zhang)', and my next phrase is..."

  "I understand, it's wonderful. Your next line is 'long (zhang) long (g) long (zhang) long (g) long (zhang) long (zhang) long (g).'"

  "The young master is talented, and he understands with just a hint." Jiang Xia said with a smile.

  Zhu Houzhao nodded excitedly and picked up the paper written by Jiang Xia, looking at it carefully before saying: "Little brother, what's your name?"

  Jiang Xia replied: "In response to your words, sir, my surname is Jiang and my given name is a single character, Xia."

  "Jiang Xia." Zhu Houzhao nodded slightly, he blew dry the ink marks on the paper and put it in his bosom. Zhu Houzhao said to Zhang Yong: "Zhang Yong, give a reward."

  "Yes." Zhang Yong handed over the thick stack of treasure bills in his hand to Jiang Xia, who didn't know how many there were, but it should be a lot. Although Jiang Xia was excited inside, he remained calm on the surface and bowed to Zhu Hou: "Thank you, young master, for your generous reward."

  Zhu Houzhao smiled and said: "This is what you deserve. I'll go inside first to come up with a matching couplet, and later when I have the chance, I will come find you again."

  "I await your esteemed presence at any time." After finishing speaking, Jiang Xia bowed and said: "This humble one will take his leave first." Then he turned around and left.