The small teahouse in a secluded location and business was finally lively for a while. After word of mouth, many listeners came here for the name. The blind storyteller had to talk about the trip of the son of Beiliang three times a day, and the three times were already the limit of the old man’s physical strength. , a lot of age, no matter how stubborn you are, you can't compete with God, maybe one day God is not happy, and your old life will be taken away. Besides, storytelling, except for beating on bamboo boards, just use your mouth, Drinking a few sips of wine to moisten her throat can still deal with it, but the granddaughter who plays the pipa will suffer a lot, and her life is hard, and she is reluctant to spend money on those peach gum finger protectors. After just one storytelling, the little girl's ten fingers are already bruised and bruised. Taking advantage of her rest time, she was afraid that her grandfather would be worried and worried, so she dared to sneakily rub the corner of her clothes to relieve the soreness of her fingers. The shopkeeper of the tea shop watched the second group of tea customers enter the shop with great enthusiasm. He sat behind the counter, happily sipping tea from a pot, secretly having fun, and doing a small business related to food. If the new customers didn't come, the shopkeeper subconsciously glanced at the table of tea guests by the window, swept them away, and stopped paying attention.
The old Confucian scholar seemed to have made up his mind to listen to another storytelling session, so he tactfully ordered a pot of tea from the teahouse clerk, but he didn't drink much, and he wiped a lot of tea on the table with ghost symbols horizontally and vertically, holding his sword The man kept his eyes fixed all the time, like a clay bodhisattva in a small temple, with top-notch cultivation skills.
The old Confucian scholar smiled and said, "Shaopu, would you like a drink?"
The middle-aged man shook his head and said respectfully, "Don't dare."
The old Confucian scholar seemed to have heard a big joke, and pointed his finger at this junior, "Even Li Mibi dared to assassinate him openly, there are things in the world that you, Sun Shaopu, dare not do?"
The man with the sword was serious and didn't know how to joke around, so he said solemnly, "Then have a drink."
The old Confucian scholar shook his head, "I won't drink it, you idiot."
The old man rubbed his cheeks, and said slowly: "I scolded old man Li for his insincerity and wanted to ruin Beimang for a hundred years, and he scolded me for being pedantic and unworthy of being an emperor's teacher. First, it can barely be called a dispute between gentlemen, Shaopu, in the future, don’t go to Li Mibi’s side to shake your sword spirit. The knife is only single-edged, but the base is biased, so it is a sharp weapon for killing, but the sword has two peaks, not biased Don't rely on it, a gentleman entering the world to save talents is the right way of swordsmanship. A dynasty is complemented by righteousness and strangeness. There must be a swordsman and a swordsman. These are actually just talk. After all, you are still the sword mansion of Chess and Sword Yuefu Lord, the sect has no brilliance by fighting and killing yourself. Face is something that must be earned by the younger generations. Lizi is something that is supported by you. As the storyteller said, Li Chungang is the number one person in the way of swordsmanship. If you want me to say, this Sword God has a closed sheath sword, so-called I don’t have a sword, and there are thousands of sword intentions in my chest, which is far more perfect than the two-sleeved green snake and the sword opening the gate of heaven. Shaopu, you You should learn it too."
The middle-aged man nodded, he only admired the one person in front of him in his life. Before the overall situation of the Central Plains was settled, this old man left Beimang alone and rushed to the south. After the unification of the Spring and Autumn Period, he still stayed in that foreign land where the gunpowder smoke gradually dissipated for a full twenty years.
Negative sword men's ci card name Jianqi near.
Hong Jingyan, who ranks at the forefront of the martial arts list, is his retreat disciple.
In the next two storytelling sessions, the old Confucian scholar listened to every word, nodding and shaking his head from time to time. Anyway, except for a fairly majestic swordsman at the same table, no one would care about a sour old scholar who is not impressive It is dead or alive. During this period, there were two groups of flying fox city green leather soil sticks to make trouble, the first group was sent back by the shopkeeper with money, and the second group was much more vicious, the old storyteller who was protecting his granddaughter holding a pipa was punched in the face In this way, the public was outraged. The tea drinkers waited to hear a few good stories after paying for the tea. Heard of the book? The bastards put down harsh words, and if they dared to brag about how heroic the son of Beiliang was, they would turn around and beat him hard, and then walked away swaggeringly. At the end of the third scene of storytelling, some fine horses came to the outside of the tea house, and jumped off some Gaoliang disciples from Feihu City, and brought six or seven evil servants with them, and beat the blind old man without saying a word. It was the one who pulled the little girl's hair with a grim smile, and threatened to throw the little barbarian into the most inferior brothel to become a whore. The old Confucian scholar's expression was as usual, "The people fight against the people, each depends on his ability, life and death are fate. Officials fight against the people, this old man has to care about it."
"Shao Pu."
For a moment, the man with the sword who heard the order was out of the sheath, but the sword was approaching.
The old Confucian scholar didn't look at the bloody scene, stretched out his sleeves and wiped off the border map of the two dynasties that was densely covered like an ant's nest on the table, and murmured hoarsely: "In the past twenty years, I have been a merchant who counted pennies and a displaced farmer. , worked as a watchman at night, worked as a dog-legged staff member for officials, wrote songs for famous prostitutes in brothels, worked as a bodyguard for traveling around, worked as a singer for romantic celebrities, and worked as a county magistrate in a small town. The three teachings and nine streams can be regarded as doing it all over again, and the Spring and Autumn Nine Kingdoms have also been visited once. If you spend another two or three years walking around the eight states of Beimang, you can probably go to Wangtingdicheng to play a big game for the emperor. Chess record."
The old Confucian scholar said plainly: "Huang Sanjia, Huang Sanjia, you use the nine kingdoms of the Central Plains as the chessboard, and I use the two dynasties to divide black and white. You will lose one Jia."
The old Confucian scholar suddenly laughed and said, "They are all people with one foot in the coffin. It's not good to be so determined about winning or losing."
In the inn, Xu Fengnian saw Tao Manwu, who had just stood on tiptoe to check out the window, suddenly retracted his body, ran to the bedside like a ghost, took off his boots and jumped to his side, holding the KitKat box, with a complicated expression on his little face .
Xu Fengnian jokingly said: "Why, could it be that I really saw your Uncle Dong? It doesn't make sense, if it were me, I would have jumped downstairs with a shout."
The little girl raised the box in her hand, tilted her head, and said timidly, "If the little spider in the box forms a web tomorrow, you promise me something, okay?"
Xu Fengnian refused bluntly: "You think I'm stupid, if you ask me to meet your outstanding military uncle Dong, or ask me to carry the money bag in the future, can I agree?"
The little girl was still holding the small wooden box, wanting to cry.
Xu Fengnian said unhappily: "Go, go, don't come with me, there really is no such a beautiful girl in this world."
After hesitating for a while, Xu Fengnian laughed at himself: "Even if there is, it's not you, a yellow-haired girl who is only four, five, six or seven years old."
Xu Fengnian wanted to get out of bed to watch the fun, but found that she was pulling her cuffs. Looking down, the little girl's eyes were moist, showing signs of a flood breaking the embankment. Xu Fengnian has keen ears, so he can naturally hear the sound of a hundred elite cavalry crossing the street outside the building. In Flying Fox City, there are very few people who are qualified to make such a big deal. Tantai Changping is one of them, but this city shepherd is always sharp If you stay restrained, you won't bring your troops to the northeast corner of the city to show off your power. If you contact Tao Manwu's strange expression, the truth will be revealed. Such an ignorant little girl, met within less than a month, how could there be any unforgettable love between her children, Xu Fengnian felt that she was just suffering for a while, and it didn't take long to meet that Uncle Dong who had made great progress in the political arena of Beimang. Time is also forgotten, and so many vows of eternal love are nothing more than this. They are actually entangled with each other, and their love is not worth a few winds and rains.
Xu Fengnian didn't expose the truth of inseparability, and said softly: "Those who plan to entrust you to Tantai Chang'an, let Shopkeeper Sun take you to Pingzi Lane, stay with Xiyi first, and then you and Chengmu The second son said, come to the restaurant for a meal."
It's not sure whether the second son who is rich and jaded will fail, but with Tantai Chang'an's temperament, I believe most of them will treat a little girl who can't make troubles kindly. Of course, this is not a perfect solution, but the situation forced Xu Fengnian It can only do this step. As for whether Tao Manwu revealed his identity after getting along for a while, and whether Tantai Changan was handed over to Fatty Dong, it is a good thing for the Chengmu Mansion and the little girl. Xu Fengnian is destined to go deep into the hinterland of Beimang alone, and even go far away. It is impossible to really take a little girl to the end of the world, this is really not an interesting thing, maybe one day she will become a burden, be thrown away as an abandoned child, and eventually die in an unknown place. Under swords and bows. No matter how much Xu Fengnian agrees with the coldness of the world, no matter how mean and ruthless his temper is, he doesn't feel that watching her die unexpectedly is a trivial matter that can be understated.
The little girl turned her head and said angrily: "No! If I go, I won't say anything! I'll be dumb!"
Xu Fengnian smiled and said, "Whether you go or not is up to you?"
The little girl nodded heavily.
Xu Fengnian tapped her forehead and said: "You will hate me one day, you know how rare it is to get together and get away together."
Tao Manwu picked up the porcelain pillow and wanted to smash the villain, but when he stared at him, he didn't dare. He was worried that he would cry if he didn't live up to it. The little girl turned over and fell on the bed, hugging the porcelain pillow first. Pillow and Kit Kat were pressed under her body, and then she hurriedly gathered the quilt over her body, secretly hiding and sobbing.
Her vaguely immature voice came faintly: "I hate you now!"
Crying and swearing at the same time, stuffy in the quilt, the little girl must be quite tired.
Xu Fengnian waited for a while, saw that it was endless, sighed, took the quilt and threw it aside, hugged her in his arms, rested his chin on her head, and said softly: "Don't you cry every day to see your Dong?" Uncle, do you want him to teach me a lesson? Why did I see it, but I became cowardly instead. "
The little girl covered her face, her slender shoulders twitched softly, and said intermittently: "Uncle Dong is a good person, I won't let him hit you."
Xu Fengnian shook his head and said, "Whether to fight or not is a trivial matter."
Did not say the following. Since the dead fat Dong Zhuo brought a hundred iron cavalry into Flying Fox City, if it was only Fatty Dong and his personal guards, let alone fear, Xu Fengnian even had the intention of killing people. Killing Dong Zhuo would have far more impact than killing ten Tao Qianzhis, but this Since Fatty is already an important minister of the Southern Dynasty, Xu Fengnian is not interested in whether the little spider in the little girl's KitKat box spins a web or not, but the Beimang spider web behind Fatty Dong is very likely to slowly spread inside and outside Feihu City, picking someone to catch , Xu Fengnian wanted to kill a popular upstart in the military circle who must be escorted by a dead soldier, and he retired after success. Thinking of this, Xu Fengnian quietly felt guilty. What did the little girl do in her previous life to meet her in this life
Tao Manwu said softly: "My father said that if you are a fugitive on the battlefield, you will be beheaded!"
Xu Fengnian pinched her cheeks, and said, "Say something unlucky."
After a long silence, Tao Manwu couldn't help crying, so he clenched the big villain's cuffs, fearing that he would leave as soon as he said it.
Xu Fengnian looked at the bag of money on the table, stroked his forehead and said, "If you get it, I owe it to you. Our peaches are so juicy, maybe they will be robbed halfway by green-skinned rogues and become a daughter-in-law. I don't worry about it." , let’s say yes first, send you to Uncle Dong’s side, and it’s over.”
Outside the posthouse in Feihu City, Dong Zhuo, who had just rested his feet and ran out with his butt on fire, stared wide-eyed, surprised and stunned. He broke through the iron shoes and found nowhere to go. It took no effort to get here. Seeing a playful and funny scene, a young man holding his little niece's hand in one hand and a bad horse in the other, appeared in front of him unexpectedly and unreasonably. Xiao Manwu was carrying a heavy luggage, holding a porcelain pillow with one hand, with pear blossoms in the rain, biting his lip, feeling extremely wronged. Dong Zhuo's whole heart was broken. Fortunately, Xiao Manwu was fine. Dong Zhuo took a closer look. This fat fox who has been dealing with those old foxes in the military and political circles for many years has already cultivated human feelings. His gaze was burning like a torch, and he immediately felt a little jealous like a father seeing his daughter bring a damned son-in-law to the door looking for smoke. Damn it, my little girl is not yet ten years old, thank you bastard for being able to do it!
The fairy who came out of Tibing Mountain squinted at this young man who couldn't see clearly. His hands were empty and he had nothing left on his body. A long cloth bag was tied near the saddle of an inferior horse. It should be a weapon similar to a mangdao. The more unpredictable The more she dared not take it lightly, the more she learned from her family, her own martial power was good, and her eyesight was even more superb, she was not sure whether this young man with calm emotions was a third-rank or a second-rank. It's just that when she saw her man's embarrassing and awkward expression, and seeing her husband bullying others too much, this was the first time she had ever seen her, and she felt much more relaxed. Since this unexpected guest dared to bring Xiao Manwu here, unless it was a moth Huo is a reckless and crappy assassin, otherwise she is probably a guest rather than an enemy, and she doesn't have to keep a sullen face. , and must give her man face, this is a smart woman.
Tao Manwu turned his head three times with each step.
Xu Fengnian got on his horse, Fatty Dong smiled and said: "This chivalrous man who does good deeds without leaving his name, is going out of the city?"
Xu Fengnian smiled and nodded.
Fatty Dong rubbed his hands and said, "If there is something difficult to say, it's not Dong Zhuo's big talk. As long as it's not a big crime of treason, he can help the chivalrous man to intercede. If he doesn't like Dong Zhuo's reputation, it doesn't matter. Dong Zhuo will remember today's favor for the rest of his life. .”
Seeing the young master turning his horse's head slowly, it seemed that he insisted on leaving the city, Dong Zhuo was polite and annoying, Hong Sheng said: "One ride to the city gate to pass the message, let the city go!"
Watching one person and one horse go away, the fat man ran up to Tao Manwu with a ridiculous posture. Because he was too tall and burly, he just knelt down with a plop and hugged the little girl. His daughter-in-law hesitated to speak, Dong Zhuo held Xiao Manwu and sat on his shoulders, turned around and said with a smile: "I know what the lady wants to say, such a person can walk away as soon as he says it, of course the husband feels very alarmed, just But the immoral thing of repaying virtue with resentment should be done as little as possible. I have done enough bad things in my life. If a son has no asshole, who can I complain? You two ladies can't beat me from two hundred catties It's a hundred catties, sir, is it easy for me to gain a catty of flesh?"
The woman smiled gracefully, and the young man was full of air, but he was still far behind this narrow-minded man.
Dong Zhuo looked around, his eyes suddenly turned cold, and he said gloomyly: "Everyone, let the ugly talk come first, I said let it go, you just let it go, you keep an eye on me, I left Gusai Prefecture with private soldiers without permission, and I have a daughter-in-law along the way." Excuse me, bear with it! If you dare to trip up that person and do something that is superfluous, don't blame me, Dong Zhuo, for being a petty ass, and even dig up the graves of your ancestors for eighteen generations."
After finishing his harsh words, Fatty Dong asked softly: "Lady, is it appropriate to use the superfluous words here, in accordance with the context?"
The woman is used to it, nodded and said: "It's okay."
Amidst the little girl's cries, almost at the same time, Xu Fengnian and Dong Zhuo, the two men turned their heads and looked at each other.
When they meet again, they don't know what kind of status the two will face each other hostilely.