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Qin Fu watched as Zhang the Elder slowly left, still looking quite pleased, which made him feel somewhat irritated. The money in his wooden basin was worth no more than four Liang of Silver, at most. However, the master had given him ten Liang of Silver, which was quite a lot of money—enough for him to manage for two months, after deducting the payment to the bully Soldiers.
The master had never had much money; his salary was always low. Over the years, due to constant warfare, salaries had been cut repeatedly, and local taxes were hard to collect. It was already good enough if they could issue any payments at all.
Looking deeply at Zhang the Elder, it was clear that those who made a living through street performances were unreliable and would take advantage when things were going well.
Qin Feng felt much happier seeing an elderly man being bullied by thugs; he was glad to be able to help him. The old man looked truly pitiful, sitting dazed on the ground without proper clothing, shivering continuously—it was heartbreaking.
Yet in the blink of an eye, he seemed to regain his senses, which was quite strange! The Scholars remaining nearby saw what had just happened and praised him repeatedly, calling him a good official!
Qin Feng had just finished eating and felt full; he didn't want to walk around yet and headed back to his table to rest for a while. After resting, he planned to explore Tokyo City, which should be a very fun place—this was a world from over a thousand years ago.
Afu could only follow along and wondered why the master had become so generous. In the past, he had encountered many poor people but would only give them at most one Liang of Silver.
Although Tokyo City was the most prosperous place in the Great Song dynasty, those living at the bottom still suffered from hunger and poverty. Many who came from outside could only wander the streets.
Returning to his table, Qin Feng couldn't help but sigh. Even here, underfoot, things were so rampant; it was truly unbearable.
How much longer would the Northern Song last? Would those Jin people really invade Bianjing City?
There was still half a bowl of chicken soup on the table; although it had cooled down a bit, it was still drinkable. He picked it up and slowly drank it. The aroma was indeed rich and delightful; it tasted very good with plenty of ingredients—though it was too expensive.
Setting down the bowl, he said, "Afu, I really can't remember anything from before. Just tell me about those around me so I can handle things better when I encounter them in the future."
Qin Fu's face first showed surprise before gradually returning to normal but appeared somewhat awkward.
"Master, you really can't remember anything at all? Then I'll start with your wife's relatives!"
Qin Feng nodded; starting with relatives seemed appropriate since they should be the closest people!
"Father-in-law has three brothers; he is the fourth among them and is the youngest. The eldest passed away last year, and the others are quite old now."
His wife's grandfather had three sons: the eldest son Wang Xiang, the second son Wang Song, and the third son Wang Xiang. All three were Generals in court commanding tens of thousands of troops; they were local tyrants!
When it came to leading troops into battle, they were quick to flee rather than fight hard since they received plenty of salary and wouldn't risk their lives. When the Jin people came, they would simply escape.
Each one looked robust and imposing like great generals but were merely paper tigers!
They became Generals not out of loyalty to their country but for personal gain—to acquire more gold and Silver by imposing higher taxes on commoners while staying far away where governance was lax.
Each one returned home after suffering defeats in battle to live carefree lives filled with wine and women while disregarding their master entirely; they were truly arrogant individuals.
The master's second uncle had one son and one daughter; his daughter married Zheng Juzhong, who was once a Chancellor but later demoted to a High Official in court with significant influence.
The daughter’s name was Wang Jingjing; she was quite alluring in appearance. In her youth, she enjoyed mingling with wealthy young men and wasn't particularly virtuous herself when she married an old man like Zheng Juzhong.
She was merely a concubine! Zheng Juzhong himself was known for his lecherous nature and frequently visited such places; naturally, he doted on this young concubine excessively.
Her brother Wang Cheng also clung tightly to Zheng Juzhong's favor despite being twenty years younger than him; he quickly rose through the ranks while working in the Ministry of Revenue—the most lucrative position controlling national taxes in Tokyo.
Wang Jingjing wasn't just beautiful but also narrow-minded. She didn't possess her mother-in-law's stunning looks yet constantly boasted about her lavish lifestyle filled with gold and Silver piled high in boxes—her hairpins alone could fill several boxes with clothes that made her resemble a consort.
She did this deliberately to provoke her mother-in-law while flaunting her youth by marrying an old man without shame while showing off how miserable her cousin lived.
In truth, she hardly paid attention to her mother-in-law except when she felt lowly enough to visit and boast before leaving again.
Even when she saw her master, she acted as if she hadn't seen him at all—completely ignoring him! As for Servants! Sometimes she would acknowledge them but never bothered to ask about her master.
At this point, Qin Fu couldn't help but sigh several times on behalf of his master! Although these royal relatives held high positions and power, they were all self-righteous individuals who looked down on his master as if he were nothing more than a Bai Lian.
In reality, what were they? Just gluttonous pigs and dogs—men lazy as pigs and women as vile as dogs!
If not for relying on their father's power to climb up high positions, they would certainly look down upon their uncle's daughter even more so than they did their master.
Not even one of those Wang relatives came to visit during his master's serious illness—neither men nor women—they practically wished for him to die sooner so that their mother-in-law could live as a widow while they would rejoice at such news with smug expressions as if watching a joke!
Father-in-law was an honest official with few close connections; however, those relatives were different—they were all greedy officials with varying ambitions reflected in their attitudes.
Qin Feng listened in shock—were these truly his relatives? How could they treat him with such disdain as if he were less than a dog?
The men's contempt made him feel humiliated! Even his wife's Cousin acted similarly—specifically trying to provoke his wife—how shameless! Her name was Jingjing.
His heart burned with fury! Yet he couldn't let it out on his housekeeper Afu by beating him up instead.
Qin Feng resolved that he must become stronger than any of them so that they would taste being ignored themselves—begging him for help!
Especially that Cousin Wang Jingjing—what a despicable person! Clearly married an old man yet pretended to be happy—how could that be possible? She was utterly shameless! She might be ugly herself yet dared provoke his stunning wife—he vowed to slap her face hard someday!
Thinking this way made him feel some sympathy for his beautiful wife; it turned out she too faced their disdain and must have vented her frustrations on him.
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