Enjoying the coolness under the old locust tree, Xuanyuan Qingfeng asked tentatively: "Today's visit to Xiamawei, should it be your Uncle Lu, the Tangxi Sword Immortal, or Lu Baijie, the servant of the Ministry of War?"
Xu Feng said in a young voice: "It's all counted. As Tangxi Sword Immortal, I will ask for a sword and give it to you. To clear my feelings, I will take the lead in greeting juniors as an elder. I don't have to go to Lu Daolin, Minister of Rites. Uncle Lu is a man. It's not bad, but it's a pity that I'm in a temple and in a high position, and everything has to be considered for the family, so naturally I can't have both love and affection. I know how to do it, so I won't embarrass him. If someone else does it, how dare I do it myself under the eyes of the emperor? Come to the door, have a meal with me in a friendly manner, I am afraid it is just to send a letter to someone to get off the horse."
Xuanyuan Qingfeng said with a sneer: "Official figures, they really have more bent intestines than Jiuqu Yellow River."
Xu Fengnian smiled and said, "This is all so obvious."
Xuanyuan Qingfeng put aside this messy incident, and asked curiously: "Who do you think will be the first to get off Mawei to find you unhappy?"
Xu Fengnian thought for a while, then slowly said: "There are many big shots in the capital, but there are only a handful of idiots who dare to directly kill the generals, and Princess Sui Zhu, who is at odds with me, must be counted as one. There are still a few people… "
At this point, Zhuoyi Tong Ziliang stood at the gate of the courtyard and knocked a few times, and then reported: "Your Highness, Your Royal Highness, the Princess, paid a private visit to Xia Mawei."
Xuanyuan Qingfeng was stunned for a moment, Xu Fengnian, who had always been very crowed, laughed at himself and said, "I'll go and see you."
The Suizhu princess Zhao Fengya has already arrived at the outer court, and her entourage is still Zhang Huan, the subjugated nobleman of East Vietnam with two swords hanging from his waist. Back then, they went to Sun Diao Temple, one of the twelve supervisors of Wudang. Quickly lose momentum, quickly fade out of sight. Seeing Xu Fengnian who had nothing but a jade belt around his waist, she tsk-tsk said, "I don't even dare to wear a knife now? Why, are you afraid that someone will challenge you for a martial arts competition and reveal your secrets? What did you say to kill the fifth person in Tibingshan?" Raccoon, who are you fooling?"
Xu Fengnian squinted those Danfeng eyes that too many women can't meet, and smiled slightly: "If you believe it, you will have it, if you don't believe it, you won't have it."
Zhao Fengya was furious and said: "Why didn't Uncle Xu come to the capital? You're a piece of trash who came here to join in the fun, don't you think it's embarrassing?"
Xu Fengnian said nonchalantly: "Xu Xiao said to let you take me to taste some snacks in the capital, I think it's fine."
Zhao Fengya snorted, "You are such a big piece of shit, it's too late for me to take a detour!"
Xu Fengnian feigned surprise and said, "Princess doesn't seem to be acting like a detour at the moment."
Zhao Fengya sneered and said: "At first, I just let Zhang Huan expose your face, but seeing that you live longer and come back, you don't even have the guts to wear a knife, and I don't even have the interest to step on shit!"
Xuanyuan Qingfeng stood behind Xu Fengnian, the corners of his mouth curled up, obviously gloating.
Zhang Huan, who had two long and short knives hanging from his waist, didn't dare to take it lightly after seeing Xu Fengnian at first, and when he saw the young woman in purple, he felt like he was facing a formidable enemy. Regarding Her Royal Highness's ignorant provocations to others, it is really a dumb person who eats Coptis chinensis and knows himself. The arena is different from the officialdom, the more refined the old fox in the officialdom, the more vicious and vicious, the more people respect the old. But walking in the rivers and lakes is better to bully the white-bearded man than to bully the young man. After the people in the rivers and lakes have passed their prime, most of them are like chess. Facing the last son of Beiliang, who was so different from Wudang Mountain, already made Zhang Huan feel elusive, not to mention that gloomy woman with a coquettish and charming face and clothing, whose aura was at its peak, which made Zhang Huan Huan is so terrible that he admits defeat almost without drawing his sword.
Xu Fengnian said with a smile: "It just so happens that the princess's feet don't need to be dirty, everyone is happy."
Princess Sui Zhu turned around and said a shocking prophecy, "If you dare to intercept and kill the prince, I will see how you, Xu Fengnian, get out of Tai'an City alive!"
Xu Fengnian looked up at the empty autumn, and said casually: "Look, a sparrow has come, and the sparrow has left."
Zhao Fengya turned around angrily, Zhang Huan didn't dare to stop her, she walked down the steps, pointed at Xu Fengnian who was standing on the steps, "Say it again!"
Xu Fengnian lowered his head and smiled, looking at the small nose tip of this pungent and arrogant woman, with tiny and playful freckles, "I said sparrow, what does it have to do with Your Highness the Princess?"
Zhao Fengya didn't turn her head, and shouted: "Zhang Huan, hack him to death!"
Zhang Huan had no choice but to slowly draw out a relatively long Ye Dang Man Dao, and then there was no more.
The bewildered Princess Sui Zhu turned her head to look, and was about to reprimand a few words angrily, when she saw a scene that made her scream, there was a red robe hanging behind the guard Zhang Huan, and the female ghost was laughing happily, stretching out her arms. Six arms were stretched out, one of which held down Zhang Huan's knife-drawing arm, and the other pressed on Zhang Huan's head.
Like most of the royal women, Zhao Fengya believed in Huang Lao and believed in immortals. She was so frightened that she stepped back on the spot, knocked on the steps, and fell backward.
Opening her eyes, she saw a face that she had never stared at so closely. A strand of white hair from his temples drooped to the tip of her nose, soft and itchy.
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In a small and small old house in the capital, two elders squatted pitifully on the steps, looking at a woman pressing pickled vegetables with a huge bluestone in the yard. Regardless of whether the capital is rich or poor, every household has a large stone vat at the end of autumn The custom of pickling vegetables for winter, women’s clothes are simple, plain water and lotus, the appearance and temperament are generally the same, and they are very dull, except when they concentrate on dealing with pickled cabbage, their expressions are particularly focused. There are two water tanks in the courtyard, one water tank There were five or six river carps in it that were about to die at night. Two greedy men went to the river to steal them a few nights ago. They kept them in a clean water tank to get rid of the mud and dirt. Poor one of them was still injured, so he was wrapped up like that. A rice dumpling is no different, and the cooking of pickled fish was also suggested by him. After tasting it once, the master and servant both thought it was good.
The wounded man couldn't see his face clearly, and he had a wooden sword on his waist. Because he was resentful towards the buddy beside him, he liked to make sarcasm, "Six tanks, do you have this name because you like to eat sauerkraut and pickled it? Cabbage needs to be used again, and you happen to have six jars in your house? Then your father’s name is too careless, I think, you are probably a cheap son picked up by the side of the road, how are you doing this time? It’s easy to seize the opportunity to walk around the rivers and lakes, why don’t you hurry to find your own father? You say that you are so big, why come to the capital if you want to die? It’s all right to come to the capital to eat, but why is your maid’s swordsmanship worse than Are you strong? Aren’t you cheating?! Damn, old man Huang is not a thing. He deliberately set Lao Tzu up. After competing with Qi Jiajie and Bai Changjiang, the pair of old turtles, I realized that your family likes to make sauerkraut. The maid is the most powerful, so I almost sneaked out of the capital in despair, thinking about practicing sword for another seven or eight years before returning to the rivers and lakes, if I hadn’t met the woman I love, I would have died. By the way, six How about you let her pickle cabbage with peace of mind in the future, what kind of swords are you playing, and then tell outsiders that you lost to me in the second match, so that she doesn't want to practice swords, how about it?"
The young man who was nicknamed the six-cylinder did not speak, but just stared at the women in the yard working.
The wooden sword ranger, who had three sword fights and lost three times, blamed himself and said, "I thought it was Wen Hua's turn to be elated when I came to the capital, but I didn't expect it to be bad luck for eight lifetimes. Two days ago, we went to the river to steal fish and give it to the patrol. The city soldier bumped into me, and when he saw me, he asked if it was the uncle who was so warm, I couldn’t beat you! Isn’t I just a little brother who likes to dig out his crotch before the sword, isn’t he just a little less of a master? But my handsome appearance is there after all, why is there no woman who has finished sword fighting to get close to me? Six tanks, how about you, your sword skills are mediocre, that is, you have lived a year or two more than me, tell me why , I will see Miss Li later, so I can prescribe the right medicine and say a few flattering words to make her laugh."
The man in the green shirt with a short bamboo pole on his lap said plainly: "Didn't you tell her that you wanted to be the most famous swordsman in the world, and then marry her? She also agreed, so why are you still doing crooked ways? Just practice the sword and become invincible in the world."
The man with the wooden sword wrapped in dumplings said angrily: "Invincible ass, you are really the number one swordsman. It's a jar of sauerkraut from your maid's sauerkraut? You can serve it on the table after a few tricks?"
The elegant man in the green shirt and green bamboo pole kept looking at the woman intently, and said with a smile: "As long as you defeat Tangxi Sword Immortal Lu Baijie, at worst, you will be the most famous swordsman in Tai'an City. Are you afraid that Miss Li will not look at you with admiration? "
The shabby Wooden Sword Ranger sighed and said: "You are boring, you are a thousand miles away from Xiaonian, I just have no money to rent a house, otherwise I will not live with you if I die. Lu Baijie but Minister of the Ministry of War, there are countless high-ranking officials in the world. Even if I beat him in a sword fight, I will be completely enmity with the government in the future. In case Lu Baijie is more malicious and calls out hundreds or thousands of numbers to stop me, I will also You only have two sword skills, and your internal strength is not as good as yours. What should I do? Even if I escaped, the sword has no eyes, and I cut down the officers and soldiers. Don't be laughed at by Xiaonian."
The young sword crown of the Wu family turned his head and glanced at this swordsman who was trying so hard to get rid of melancholy, and felt that it was absurd. How could a ranger in such a place that is greedy for life and afraid of death be able to use those two swords that can be said to be so proficient? The internal force is mediocre, the attainment is mediocre, and the mind is mediocre. Is it possible that Huang Sanjia really has the ability to turn decay into magic, and can touch gold from fossils? Wu Liuding, as a contemporary leader who has been the holy land of swordsmanship in the Wu Family Sword Tomb for hundreds of years, understands the depth and breadth of swordsmanship, except for the peach blossom sword god Deng Tai'a and a few old dead trees in the sword tomb. How can this wooden sword man stand out. The cunning sword has always been regarded as the last class of swordsmanship, and the sword mound accepts all rivers and rivers. Although thousands of swordsmanship and thousands of sword moves are treated equally, the dry swordsmen of all generations have the least comprehension of the cunning sword, and the most kingly swords and domineering swords.
Wen Hua turned his head and asked: "Six tanks, do you have spare money in hand, lend me some, I will compete with Tangxi Sword Immortal in a few days, I can't still wear this tattered suit, I am so sorry for my talent. Alas, if Xiao Nian was here, he would help me even if he was stealthy. He is not like you. He has no savvy at all. You deserve your swordsmanship to be inferior to your maid all your life. I curse you to be strangled to death by fish bones when you eat pickled cabbage and fish at night."
Wu Liuding said in a rather helpless tone, "You seem to be someone who borrows money?"
Wen Hua rolled his eyes and said: "Your maid still uses the two-sleeved green snake she stole from the old sword god to deal with Lao Tzu, is that kind?"
The woman who puts more effort into pickling sauerkraut than practicing swords every time turns her head to look at it, and only at this time, she will open her eyes. Cuihua, who has a very vulgar name but wears a Su Wang sword, asked calmly: "What are you doing?" Can you tell that Li Chungang has two wishes?"
Surprisingly, Wen Hua didn't say anything mean to her. He fell back on the ground, looked at the sky and said softly: "Naturally, the old man knows that for future generations, the old man meets mountains and rivers in the way of swordsmanship. It's a pity that I, Wen Hua, haven't been able to meet Li in my life. The old sword god. As for me, I can't practice the sword intent of old senior Li, at most I just run after the peach blossom sword fairy Deng Tai'a's ass, and eat ashes."
Li Chungang hopes that every sincere swordsman in the world will be a green snake with two sleeves.
Li Chungang hopes that the world will be amazed and everyone in the younger generation can open the gate of heaven with a sword.