There are parents who beat their children when they get angry, but they never remember their children's mistakes. To the old master Zhao Dingxiu, Su Su is his own son, just because of his blood relationship. If the young man surnamed Xu If you don’t step into this alley, maybe you will die of old age in this town in this life. On the tombstone, the five characters of Zhao Dingxiu’s tomb are engraved, and the tomb is scattered by the wind and rain. No one will remember the words of Zhao Shusheng in the Spring and Autumn Period. He would be worried that Su Su's child would not be able to marry a gentle wife, he would be worried that this child would be bullied by street thugs, and he would also be worried that he would lose his scolding voice, go astray, fail to succeed, and live a miserable life. But now it is different. Li Yishan has fulfilled the agreement of the year. He will take the anonymous Su Su to the south and go to Nanzhao Eighteen Departments to strategize. Just like what Li Yishan said on the cliff: Western Shu is not here, and there is Hou Shu!
Today, the old master personally apologized to those families whose children were teaching in private schools, and then distributed those pots of orchids. It was the butcher who cut his arm with a knife. Hearing that the old teacher was leaving, he said nothing He said he chopped off a whole fresh pork leg and stuffed it over. Later, he was afraid that the thin and thin teacher would not be able to carry it, so he asked the strong boy at home to carry it to the gate of the small courtyard. In the future, he would probably want his son to follow his father's footsteps and become a butcher. The young man smiled and said a few words, sir, remember to come back later. The old master smiled, and told him that if he knew how to read, don't be sloppy in keeping accounts for your father. The honest boy scratched his head, not knowing how to answer. The old master waved his hand, and struggled to carry the pig legs to the yard. Xu Fengnian, who was thinking about something in the front yard, hurriedly carried it on his shoulders and helped put it into the kitchen.
As dusk approached, Su Su stewed a big pot, and the aroma permeated the whole yard. With him and Uncle Qi two gluttonous statues in the town, it is not afraid that they will not be able to finish eating. Xu Fengnian bought a few sets of well-fitting clothes in the city, and also bought a small bookcase, which just fits into Chunlei. Concealing his identity, in this way, he really looks like a scholar traveling with a sword on his shoulders. Xu Fengnian didn't want to waste the six hundred catties of gold, so he asked Xue Songguan, the female demon head, to escort the three of them to Nanzhao. Although there was a swordsmith surnamed Qi escorting them, there would be no major mistakes, but the more followers, the better. Together with the young man who died, he was also ordered to go to Beiliang on the way. At first Wu refused to agree, and wanted to accompany His Royal Highness from Orange State to Jinxi State. Take orders to go south.
A large table of people ate delicious stew together, even the blind luthier was retained, and Xu Fengnian asked Xu Fengnian to come for a meal, it was a rare and lively scene in the courtyard.
Full of wine and food, young man Wu went back to pack up his belongings, Su Su took Xue Songguan to wander around the city, and the old master took out half a dime and slipped it in. It seemed that his son who was not up to date had finally kidnapped a girl, how could he be an elder? It has to be full of appearances. There were only three old masters and blacksmith Xu Fengnian left in the courtyard, so they had no scruples about speaking. According to what Li Yishan said, Xu Fengnian gave Zhao Dingxiu several Nanzhao names. The old master was in a good mood, and silently memorized these important people and their contact information, and finally asked directly: "Is the Xu family planning to rebel?"
Xu Fengnian thought of Mount Qingcheng and Qingyang Palace for no reason. He wondered if six thousand soldiers had already been put in. He sighed, shook his head and said, "It's just a means of self-protection."
The old master said with emotion: "There are as many counselors in the Spring and Autumn Period as crucian carp crossing the river, but those who become famous and successful are only about two hands. Zhao Changling under your Xu family died early, it is a pity that he is a talented Wang Zuo. Fortunately, Li Yishan is still alive, otherwise the cunning rabbit Dead dog cooking, your Xu family may not be able to see what it is today. Before, I only thought that although Li Yishan was slightly better than Zhao Changling in strategy, he lost in vision and vision. Compared with Zhao Changling who died young, and now still helping King Yanchi Nalan Youci, who gave advice and managed the feudal domain, was only strong in arithmetic but weak in morality. However, through the scattered and trivial news that spread to Orange State in the past twenty years, it turns out that Li Yishan was still hiding, or was Zhao Changling concealed his sharpness and couldn't use it well. After the Xu family took over Beiliang, apart from going to the battlefield in person, Li Yishan was a first-class national scholar in terms of geography, insight, intelligence, diplomacy, and literary talent. Simply evaluate him as a poisonous warrior, I really wronged Li Yishan."
Xu Fengnian lazily leaned against the door hinge of the room, and said with a smile: "My master is a well-deserved all-rounder. Xu Xiao also said that Zhao Changling had always felt guilty back then, saying that with Zhao Changling alive, Li Yishan would not be able to do his best. My master is He has really reached the realm of doing whatever he wants, no matter how he leads troops and governs, he can do it at his fingertips. Over the past twenty years, even I don't know how many moves Master has laid out. I am afraid that in the eyes of Master, Zhang Julu is the only one in the dynasty. It's a very well-matched opponent."
The old master looked regretful and said: "It's a pity that I can't meet Li Yishan on this trip to the south. There are too many things I want to chat with him, so I can't vomit quickly. By the way, Your Highness, how is your master?"
Xu Feng said in a young voice: "Not very good."
The old master frowned, Xu Fengnian squinted at the sky, smiled very confidently and said: "Don't worry, how could he die!"
They left the city in the early morning of the second day, gathered near the dry moat outside the city, and then parted ways.
Su Su originally wanted to brazenly tell the old master to rent a carriage, so as to show off? But when I woke up this morning and saw the old master with a sullen face, I didn't have the courage. Fortunately, I heard that Miss Xue was going to the unfamiliar south with him, so she didn't care if she had a carriage or not. Looking back at the handsome young man standing by the river and waving, Su Su gently pulled the girl's clothes Sleeve, and asked in a low voice: "Are you actually not familiar with Xu?"
The blind woman said softly, "I'm not familiar."
Su Su smiled and asked: "Then you don't like him?"
She raised her mouth and shook her head.
While Su Su was happy and rejoicing, he was also a little bit sad. Even the old master liked that kid, and he would be very unlikely to succeed in the future, and he lived in a muddle like this, just a rascal who lived in a muddle-headed way, then Wouldn't she like it even more
Boy Five was not in a hurry to keep up with the big team, his big bow and quiver had already been hidden and handed over to the burly blacksmith to carry them, the boy just stood beside his master, hesitating to speak.
Xu Fengnian said with a smile: "It's useless for you to follow me, maybe you'll be slowing down, and death will be for nothing."
The young dead soldier looked melancholy.
Who said teenagers don't know how to feel sad.
Xu Fengnian patted him on the shoulder and said comfortingly: "Go, when you arrive at Beiliang Prince's Mansion, tell Xu Xiao and my master Li Yishan that I am fine. This is your meritorious service."
The young man was quick to worry, and also quick to not worry, with a bright smile on his face, he said, "Okay."
Xu Fengnian thought for a while, took out a bag of broken silver, and threw it to the young man, "Don't let people think we are stingy."
The young man took a bag of money, and suddenly lowered his head and said in a muffled voice: "Your Highness, why don't I go to Jinxi Prefecture with you, I'm actually not that afraid of death."
Xu Fengnian turned his body around, stepped on his butt, and cursed with a smile: "Get out!"
The master is Xu and he is Wu, the young man staggered for a moment, turned around and looked at the distant figure in a daze, rubbed his eyes fiercely, and then hurried to the old master and his party.
Su Su was surprised and asked: "Hehe, are you crying?"
The young man who knew this man's nickname turned his head bitterly and said, "Dead Shortbread, you want to take care of it?!"
Su Su giggled and said, "Is that guy your own brother?"
The boy said angrily, "It's your uncle!"
Su Su froze for a moment, then laughed out loud.
His Royal Highness, the young Xueshizi who became angry from embarrassment, kicked Su Su's ass in the same way, and said with great momentum: "Get out!"
Even the old master was happy to make trouble, stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Xiao Wu, you have taught me a good lesson."
Su Su patted his sore buttocks, grinning, but not angry.
He turned his head and glanced. Although Su Su thought he was not smart, he was not stupid either. He probably knew that the person surnamed Xu went north alone and didn't let Xiao Wu follow him. Among other things, a person is lonely and has no one to talk to, how pitiful.
Xu Fengnian, who didn't know that he became someone else's scenery, went north, patted the Chunqiu on his back, smiled, "I originally wanted to give it to that kid Wen Hua, it's not shameful to always use a wooden sword, but we have to wait for him to make a fortune." Let’s talk about it, otherwise it would be too embarrassing for someone to snatch it for a day or two before he has enough prestige. If he refuses to take it, he can give it to Deng Tai’a, and it’s right to repay the gift of the sword. If you don't make it, it's fine, go back to Beiliang and give it to Bai Hu'er. If he doesn't want this brother named Chunqiu, then you can only mess with me."
Xu Fengnian fell silent, and said to himself: "Actually, after all, I want to give it to the old man with the sheepskin fur the most."
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In Honglu Cave in the south of the Yangtze River, there are rice fields between green water and green mountains.
After transplanting rice seedlings, an old man in sheepskin fur sat barefoot on the field to rest, with a wooden waterwheel beside him.
The young man with a sword who lived in seclusion in the mountains with his father squatted beside the old man and asked, "Hey, old man Li, what do you do? I asked my uncles and they didn't tell me. Sister Jiang only said that you practice swords. , then have you traveled the rivers and lakes, let me tell you about it?"
The old man in sheepskin fur bent down and poured water from the waterwheel on his feet to wash away the mud from the field. He said angrily, "Go, go, don't disturb the elegance of the scenery."
The boy pretended, "Tell me about it."
The old sheepskin fur man laughed at himself: "Where are there so many heroes in the rivers and lakes? They are all small fish and shrimps. It's meaningless to say it."
The young man curled his lips and said, "Stubborn old man, do you know who my father is? He is a famous hero!"
The old man rolled his eyes and said: "Don't talk about your father, I even beat your grandfather."
The young man blushed and said angrily: "You are talking nonsense, my father is a top swordsman in Western Chu, and my grandfather is even more outstanding in swordsmanship. He is the only great swordsman left in Western Chu!"
The old man clasped his toes and said with a chuckle: "Grandmaster, you go and call your grandfather to see if he is blushing? Lu family child, you see that your father wipes that broken sword every day just like stroking a little girl." The skin is usually careful, but every time he sees the old man asking for advice on the way of swordsman, isn't he afraid to carry a sword?"
Although the boy was born in a noble family in the spring and Autumn period, it is inevitable that he has some arrogance brought by his mother's womb in the details, but he is not overbearing, and he abides by etiquette in receiving people and things. He was willing to come and chat with the sloppy old man with the least grace in front of him, after listening to the words of the old man in sheepskin fur, after careful consideration, it seemed that this was really the case, he said doubtfully, "So, you are also a great swordsman? "
The old man looked at the gurgling brook like a thick green silk ribbon, and asked, "How can it be considered big?"
The young man snorted and said, "I heard that your surname is Li, so you are a swordsman like Li Chungang, that's great! But although both of you have broken an arm, there is a distance of thousands of miles! I heard from my grandma before, Li Chungang is the most handsome and coquettish man in the world, even she misses her so much, look at you again!"
The old man wiped the fur with his hand casually, and laughed with his ears: "Little baby, let's play with the bird in the crotch when you've said enough, the old man is not in the mood to listen to your stinky feet."
The young man was born smart and knew the truth of saving the country with curves, so he changed his tune and said with a smile: "Senior, since even my father wants to ask you about swordsmanship, how do you see my bones? How about you teach me all the famous tricks? One teaching? Count me as a loser and be your registered disciple!"
The old man in sheepskin fur was amused, "Then you are really at a disadvantage? Want to learn swords? The root comes second, the heart comes first, understand? The family of your child has a lot of famous ministers and ministers." , then will you go to the field to plant rice seedlings?"
The young man patted the scabbard, and said angrily, "How can I do crop work? It's too late to learn the art of war and practice swords!"
The old man smiled and said: "That's right, so you can't learn the old man's sword."
The young man said angrily: "It can be seen that your sword skills are not very good."
The old man with the same surname as Li Chungang laughed it off, stood up and said, "Little Lu family, go tell your grandpas and uncles that I'm going down the mountain. I won't be coming back. By the way, I'll say something to you, Sister Jiang, kill me!" To save people, there is a thin line between man and nature."
Although the young man often talks back to this old guy, in fact he still likes this unassuming, sloppy old man from the bottom of his heart. When he hears that he is going down the mountain, won't he die of boredom in the future? Quickly asked: "Old man Li, what are you doing down the mountain? You are a lot of age, and you don't want to go to the rivers and lakes, right? The rivers and lakes belong to young people like me. Why are you joining in the fun? It's not good to take care of yourself here." Don’t go, at most I won’t call you a bad old man, okay?”
The old man left as soon as he said he would.
Some helpless teenagers had no choice but to turn around and run to the mountainside, and first told their grandfather that the old man, who was once a famous general of Western Chu, looked shocked.
The boy asked curiously, "Grandpa, what's wrong?"
The old man touched the child's head, walked out of the hut together, looked down the mountain, and said softly: "Now it can be said that you, Grandpa Li, not only have the same surname as Sword God Li Chungang, but actually the same name, because you are the same person! Grandpa was young I was beaten by Senior Li, and I am not afraid of jokes. I was able to marry your grandma because of the beating. The little book boy who led the donkey up the mountain a few days ago was about your age, and you called him a crooked accent. People of the same age, if grandpa is not mistaken, he is Deng Tai'a's sword boy."
The boy was struck by lightning.
The waterwheel is still pumping water for irrigation, but people have gone far.
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A burly old man with white hair and beard left the city.
Who wouldn't go out of town? When you enter the city, you always have to leave the city, right
But this time he went out of the city and traveled all the way, there were already 8,000 cavalry hanging behind him a hundred miles away! When passing through Guangling Road, he followed Sanqianjia, and then went south to the area under the jurisdiction of King Yanchi, and followed Sanqianqi. In the middle, there was an urgent secret decree of the capital for 800 miles, and another 2,000 cavalry were added.
No matter what he wanted to do, these eight thousand cavalry just watched from a distance and didn't intervene.
A total of eight thousand riders, like a shy little lady who is reluctant to speak, only dares to look at the man she admires in her heart, but dare not approach.
The old man in a rough linen robe stepped on a pair of hemp shoes, and led a seven or eight-year-old girl in green clothes. She walked like flying and overtook a galloping horse. It can also fly like grass.
One old and one young make people look sideways in horror.
The child who was brought from the old Southern Tang Dynasty tilted his head and asked, "Grandpa, where are we going?"
The old man had probably been serious and smiling for a long time, but he spoke more words for the first time around this child, and said, "I am going to see an old friend. I am both a senior and a confidant."
The child hummed, but he didn't quite understand, so he nodded and said, "Old friend."
The old man smiled, "An old friend means an old friend. But it's too late, it's a deceased person, and it's meaningless to see or not see him."
The child in green silk said obediently: "Grandpa, then let's hurry up!"
The old man stopped suddenly, seeing the little girl blinking her eyes in bewilderment, said with a smile: "Green fish, wait a minute, I will meet that old friend in another three hundred miles, I want to catch some flies."
The old man is gone in an instant, and returned in an instant.
Then he picked up the little girl nicknamed Green Fish and moved on.
Among the 8,000 riders, the 300 vanguard riders turned their backs on their backs, and did not dare to cross the thunder pool for half a step.
How can they not be frightened
This old man is Wang Xianzhi, the number one person in the world who dominates Emperor Wu City!
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The old sheepskin fur man came to a dilapidated yellow mud house, in front of which was a pond that had long run dry.
When I was young, I went down the mountain and traveled the rivers and lakes. I once bought a herring and a red carp at the market, and released them to the small pond in front of the house. At the beginning, he was extremely conceited, thinking that if he stayed in Jianghu for only half a year, he would be invincible in the world, and he would return bored. After stabbing you, I went to the Demon Slaying Terrace and brought your ashes back home, only to see that the house was dilapidated.
The water in the pond is dry, the lotus leaves are all withered, and the two green and red tails in the pond are also missing.
Li Chungang climbed the mountain along the weedy mountain road. The top of the mountain was where he practiced his sword.
This cliff was touched by the sword energy of Li Chungang, who was vigorous and vigorous in his youth, and the ravines were criss-crossed and mottled.
Li Chungang came to the hillside, squatted in front of a barren tomb, and pulled out the weeds. The tombstone had no words, and only an unnamed sword from his youth was left to accompany her.
The old man in sheepskin fur looked at the mountain wall and said with a smile: "How can I, Li Chungang, decay and die of old age, how can there be a day when I can't lift my sword? How can I fly up without you? There is nothing more interesting in the world than being a fairy ?"
The old man looked back at the lonely tomb, and said softly: "I am the only swordsman in the world, Li Chungang, and I am the only one with the famous sword in the world. This is Li Chungang's way of swordsmanship before he was thirty years old."
"In the future, as you wish, as the old guy Qi Xuanzhang thinks, if the mountain does not come, I will go, if I don't go, I will go to the mountain. If there is a mountain blocking the way, I will open the mountain for those who come later. This is Li Chungang's way of swordsmanship!"
"Green Robe, what do you think of this sword?"
Li Chungang pulled out the ancient sword that hadn't been drawn for half a century, and with a light stroke, split the entire cliff.
Li Chungang raised his head and said loudly: "Deng Taiah, I borrow your sword, do you dare to take it?!"
A voice came from the sky like thunder, "Why don't Deng Tai dare? Thank Li Chungang for pioneering the way of swords for our generation!"
Toss lightly.
The sword flew out into the sky.
After the old man in sheepskin fur threw his sword, he didn't watch the magnificent scene where the immortal opened the mountain with his sword, but just sat in front of the grave.
The old man who had never spoken a word of love to a woman in his life whispered softly, just said to listen to her.
The sky was getting dark, and the old man in the sheepskin fur was blurry in his vision, dozing off like an old man in the twilight.
He opened his eyes with some difficulty, and saw a green robe trotting towards him.
He said softly: "Green robe."
Lvyi stood timidly in front of him, and said softly, "My name is Lvyu'er."
The one-armed old man was already on the verge of death, closed his eyelids, and raised his hand tremblingly, "Green robe?"
I don't know why the little green clothes were worn, but it was caused by a consonance. He stretched out his little hand, held the old man, nodded and said: "En!"