In the northern part of Xishu, there are nine mountains in a row, all of which are like swords. Among them, the big and small swords are facing each other on two cliffs. Only because after Liyang unified the Central Plains, the post roads were aggressively promoted, and Jianmen Mountain Road was put into limbo. Over the years, only those merchants with small capitals would come and go here. Regarding Jianmen, following the death battle between Jianjiuhuang and Wang Xianzhi in Wudi City, some people said that the nickname was due to watching the mountains and enlightening swords here, and some people even said that Jianjiuhuang lived on a certain stone wall on the plank road before leaving Shu. The sword manual was engraved, but now there are quite a few young Xishu sword-playing knights who deliberately go to the plank road to find opportunities. At the beginning of summer when the peach blossoms are gradually falling, the trail is inlaid between the mountain walls, which is slightly dark and humid. There is a middle-aged man riding a donkey, and a handsome young man with the appearance of a book boy is leading the donkey. The young man is carrying a big bamboo box. Muttering to himself, the unattractive man was probably used to the teenager's complaints, ignored them, and dozed off leisurely on the donkey's back. At this time, a group of people approached in front of them. The leader was a common mountain woodcutter in Western Sichuan, leading a group of young men and women in brocade clothes. The young man's eyes lit up, and he gently tossed a bunch of peach branches inserted in a bamboo box to the middle-aged man. The man urged in a low voice: "Master, master, hurry up, turn around and ride the donkey upside down! It's time for you to chant poems loudly! Otherwise, there are so many followers who ride donkeys in today's world, and you will not be able to show your strength." Identity. Otherwise, you wouldn’t be able to call yourself the Peach Blossom Sword God, and no one would believe you.”
The middle-aged man said helplessly: "I have met more than a dozen groups of pedestrians along the way, and every time I am asked to recite poems, and they must have the word peach blossom. How can there be so many poems in my stomach?"
The young man stared and threatened: "Then repeat the previous song, that "Meeting the Immortal in the Mile", it sounds like a fairy. Master, if you don't read it, I won't help you lead the donkey."
The middle-aged man is really good-tempered and talkative. He lazily turned around and rode the donkey backwards, holding the peach branch in his hand, and then chanted loudly, "Look at the peach blossoms in the valley, the dusk is getting deeper and the road is getting longer. The old man taught me the three Qings." Lu, live a thousand years to laugh at the king..."
The boy, who was as tired as a dog just now, immediately assumed the demeanor of a boy under the fairy seat, without squinting, he strode forward leading the donkey.
The boys and girls who hired woodcutters to help guide the way were stunned for a while when they saw this scene, and then some turned their heads and rolled their eyes at their companions angrily and said: "Hey, these two big and small sticks, bullying us have never seen the world, Do you really think Mrs. Deng is Mrs. Deng who has a donkey and a peach branch? I am Xu Fengnian who has a white horse and a knife!"
The young man blushed with anger, the middle-aged man laughed, turned around and stopped riding the donkey backwards, and threw the peach branch into the gap in the bamboo box. The two groups just passed each other so calmly, the carefully planned encounter by the boy leading the donkey only resulted in countless rollicking eyes. The man looked at the discouraged young man's back, and said with a light smile, "Are you angry? Don't be angry. In fact, Master and I have wanted to tell you a long time ago that everyone in the world pays attention to a real person who doesn't show his face..."
The boy snorted coldly, obviously still angry.
The middle-aged man comforted: "Okay, master will definitely show you all the beautiful scenery of Shu when he enters Shu this time."
The boy was silent.
The man could only laugh and said, "Why don't Master come and walk with a sword, and give those people a lot of insight?"
The boy sighed and said: "Forget it, those guys are blind, anyway they are the ones who suffer."
A teenager has his own melancholy, "Master, I didn't say you. Among the four great masters in the world, Cao Changqing admired you. Later, he fought Tuoba Bodhisattva so shockingly. Even Xu Fengnian's flying sword was still yours. I gave it away, but now they say how overbearing Cao Changqing defeated that useless monk, and how Xu Fengnian and Tuoba Bodhisattva fought for thousands of miles in the Western Regions. No one has ever come before, but no one has spoken well of you, I am worried."
The man joked: "Then why do I teach you swordsmanship, and every time I spend three days fishing and two days drying the net?"
The boy was very old-fashioned and sighed heavily: "I am self-aware, I have neither roots nor qualifications. I can't do it as an apprentice, so I can only think that my master will be more promising."
The man laughed angrily: "You can think about it, kid!"
The young man suddenly turned his head and asked: "Master, why did you accept me as an apprentice back then? Look at Wang Xianzhi, Yu Bridegroom Lin Ya and the others are all first-class martial arts masters, so I can make a deal with you." , don’t expect me to help you become famous in Jianghu.”
The man said very freely: "Master, what do I want that reputation for? Besides, it's amazing to live happily and die without regret. Do you think Cao Changqing, Xu Fengnian, Tuoba Bodhisattva and the three of them can do this? They can't do it Yes. If the master dies tomorrow, apprentice, you can live on your own, so I don’t have any people or things to worry about. Xu Fengnian can’t let go of the family fortune left by his father, Cao Changqing can’t let go of Dachu’s country, Tuo Bodhisattva Bodhisattva can't let go of fame and fortune, so don't envy such land gods who don't live happily."
The boy sighed, "I'm really tired."
It is Deng Tai'a who is the real Peach Blossom Sword God and said with a smile: "Is it because I said so, you will not be so tired while leading the donkey?"
The boy let out a hey, he didn't seem to be having fun in bitterness but said sincerely: "Master, it's true."
There was a movement behind the master and apprentice, the young man turned his head and saw that those sons and daughters who had turned back after a while stopped not far away, and then sent the woodcutter to run up to them, seeming a little embarrassed, rubbing his hands against each other. Deng Tai'a on the donkey's back smiled and said, "Can we discuss something?"
Deng Tai'a smiled and said, "Brother, tell me."
The woodcutter lowered his voice and said, "Brother, I'm sorry, those rich kids said they wanted to buy donkeys from you. I can't afford to offend them. I have no choice but to come here. If you are willing to sell them, brother, I think it’s better to raise the price and ask for twenty or thirty taels, I guess they don’t care about the price difference of ten or twenty taels.”
Before Deng Tai'a could speak, the young man was already furious, and instead of venting his anger on the woodcutter, he turned around and shouted to the gang of wealthy children: "We don't sell our donkeys! We won't sell them for ten thousand taels!"
Deng Tai'a who turned the donkey's head touched his chin and said softly, "If it's gold, sell it."
The young man, who was afraid that the world would not be chaotic, added, "Fortunately for you, the master said, I will sell it for 10,000 taels of gold!"
The woodcutter shook his head, these two really don't know the dangers of the world. In this wilderness, if those irritated young people had malicious intentions, would it be possible that they would report to the government after they went down the mountain? Along the way, this group of men and women spoke in a very loud tone, each of them being the prefect of a certain county, a certain general, who did not seem to come from an ordinary family. It’s a good and not bad spirit. Just when the woodcutter was praying for peace, the seven or eight people had already walked over aggressively, and one of them, a young man with a strong figure and a sword on his waist, took off his scabbard from his waist. Pointing at Deng Tai'a and sneering: "Old guy, don't be shameless. I have a big heart, and I will give you one last chance. I bought this donkey for fifty taels of silver. It's not that we can't afford a higher price." , My son once spent a total of four thousand taels of real gold and silver in a month! However, I have always had a purpose in my life, that is, even if I am taken advantage of, I have to have a bottom line."
The young man worked hard to suppress the anger in his chest, "Master, can you bear this? Anyway, I don't want to bear it anymore, I want to take action! I can't deal with the master, but I am enough to deal with these guys."
Deng Tai'a glanced at a pretty young woman in the team, and then at his apprentice, who swallowed guiltily.
Deng Tai'a looked at this apprentice who had quietly grown from a child to a young man without knowing when. He rescued this orphan on the side of the road in that snowy day. For so many years, it seemed that this child was taking care of him, his master. At that time, Deng Tai'a Just left from the Wu Family Sword Tomb, he is not yet a Peach Blossom Sword God, he is unknown in the Jianghu, he has no interest in shaking off swordsmanship with others, he can bear it if he can, but in the early years, it was this stupid apprentice Ci Zilu Seeing injustice, his small body was naturally beaten into a pig's head again and again. Probably this is a natural chivalrous heart, which is exactly what he Deng Tai'a did not have. For Deng Tai'a, everything in the world, except the sword in his heart, is It's none of your business to hang high. Then one day in a restaurant, I heard a storyteller’s Romance of the Rivers and Lakes, commenting on the sects and masters in the rivers and lakes. The little apprentice suddenly said that he wanted to practice martial arts. I didn't think about it, I learned it first and then I thought about other things. Deng Tai'a was also happy to throw away the oil bottle at that time, so he secretly promoted him to join a small gang. When the child who was considered "pure and rare" became the direct disciple of that small sect, it didn't take long for him to practice martial arts. The energy to become a master is quickly exhausted, and martial arts training is rare, but because as a direct disciple, there are one or two pieces of silver to get every month, which makes the child become a little money addict. When Deng Tai'a, who was worried about him, had to show up, the joyful and joyful child saw Deng Tai'a at the gate, and said that he would invite him to a restaurant to have a good meal, and then ran back to the sect, taking almost all the money he had saved. It turned out that this child bought a knife for Deng Tai'a and the Zongmen, because the child used to travel with Deng Tai'a, and occasionally heard Deng Tai's sneer at the swordsmen in the world, and felt that this The savior who couldn't afford weapons probably didn't like swordsmen but longed for the life of a swordsman. Since then, Deng Tai'a has accepted the only apprentice in his life. And the knife was exchanged for a donkey at a discounted price. When Deng Tai'a went to the East China Sea to fight Wang Xianzhi in Wudi City, it was also the time when the peach blossoms were in full bloom. The master has a lot of heart, and he earnestly persuaded the master not to fight with others with bare hands. It was too bad. In the end, his mouth was worn out and he couldn't persuade the master who didn't want to carry the sword. The child had to point to a peach tree angrily and said, "Master, you are good or bad." You can also use a peach branch as a sword.
Then, there was a Peach Blossom Sword God riding a donkey upside down in the rivers and lakes.
Ever since Deng Tai'a became famous, this apprentice still complained in one way or another, complaining that his master failed to win against Wang Xianzhi, that it was Old Monster Wang who took advantage of his age, and that the victory was incompetent. Complaining about Deng Tai'a gifting the box of twelve flying swords to Xu Fengnian was not complaining that the master had good things but didn't think about his disciples first, but complained that the master never showed the box of flying swords in front of him. He was an outsider, for which he had a cold war with Deng Tai'a for more than half a month. The young man also complained that this world has no vision. His master is obviously the master of killing people, but he has to stand shoulder to shoulder with the other three.
In the midst of trivial complaints, Deng Tai'er felt that his ears were about to callus, and then suddenly one day, he found that this apprentice who seemed to have never grown up, had really grown up, and began to sneak peeks at the beautiful people he met on the road. It's a woman, huh? It turned out that a little bit of stubble had begun to appear around his lips. Just when Deng Tai'a was in a trance, the burly young man pointed with his sword and said angrily: "I have a bad temper... Hey, old guy, don't be shameless, it's a good thing I'm not the kind of bully Good son, otherwise you would have been beaten to the ground, hurry up, fifty taels of silver, the donkey is mine, and you and that kid get out with the money! Enough for you two poor people to go to the best restaurant in Sichuan to eat the sea Have a drink!"
Deng Tai'a turned over and got off the donkey, patted the back of the donkey, and looked at the apprentice who was much less impulsive than when he was a child. Back then, he knew he couldn't beat him, so he wanted to rush up and get beaten. Now he is Deng Tai'a's apprentice after all, no Speaking of fighting against first-rank masters, it is definitely no problem to support twenty or thirty moves under the hands of second-rank junior masters, but they are becoming less and less fond of getting close to those little masters. Deng Tai'a ignored the Gaoliang boy who was not too bad, walked up to his apprentice, touched his head, and said with a lazy smile: "Apprentice, although you are not promising, but Master, I have you. Apprentice, I just feel very happy."
The young man said in horror: "Master, what's wrong with you? Could it be illness?"
Deng Tai'a smiled and said, "I'm just happy."
In the crowd, an overly drunk young boy waved a folding fan. He didn't pay attention to the middle-aged uncle riding a donkey, but the eyes of that little bastard were so disgusting that he dared to secretly look at the favorite man beside him just now. Girl, do you think you didn't find out? ! The only daughter of the majestic Lieutenant General of Yizhou in Xishu, is also something you, a young man with a donkey, can covet? ! He snapped his folding fan very skillfully, and said with a smile to the young man, "Fifty taels of silver is a lot. If you yearn for the Jianghu, you can buy a good weapon. If you want to take the imperial examination, you can even buy a lot of books."
Deng Tai'a laughed it off when he heard the yin and yang and venomous words. His apprentice even rolled his eyes, and said to Deng Tai'a: "Master, let's go, don't talk to them."
Deng Tai'a nodded, but said: "Give me the bamboo box."
The young man frowned and said, "Don't, although I'm afraid of being tired, I'm even more afraid of our donkey being tired. Master, you are carrying it. In the final analysis, it is not carrying it. It is not young anymore."
Deng Tai'a stared and said: "If you want, give it."
The boy reluctantly took off the bamboo box and handed it to Deng Tai'a, he couldn't help muttering again.
Big swords and small swords confront each other on two cliffs, and there is a strong wind whimpering between the mountains.
Occasional birds fly by.
It was rare for Deng Tai'a to carry the box by himself, and then smiled to his apprentice: "You go down the mountain first."
In the next instant, Deng Tai'a made a strange movement, he pulled out the peach branch from the bamboo box, and threw it high.
When everyone was at a loss, suddenly someone with sharp eyes was the first to be shocked to find that after the peach branch was thrown, it was actually hovering in the air!
Even the young man felt at a loss, Deng Tai'a gave him a slight push on his shoulder, and said softly: "Sinking of Qi, lift up the sword, stepping on the mountain!"
After hearing the sound, the young man who was pushed out by his master on the plank road between the cliffs, even at a high altitude between the two cliffs, still subconsciously performed the sword-stepping posture to control the sinking of Qi.
The boy just stepped on that peach branch.
This scene is like a fairy fencing a sword.
After a short period of panic, the young man who followed the sword god master, who had seen pigs running even if he had never eaten pork, burst into laughter and shouted, "Go down the mountain!"
The young Yujian walked down the mountain on the wind.
The lingering sound of laughter echoed among the cliffs for a long time.
How many gangster youths in the world dream of walking the rivers and lakes with a sword
How many people can fly around the rivers and lakes like the young man leading the donkey and the fairy Yufeng
Deng Tai'a got on the donkey again, and joked to the stunned young people: "Fifty taels of silver, I really can't afford this donkey."
In the end, Deng Tai'a glanced at the little lady in his apprentice's picture, and said with a smile: "Girl, remember, that young man, he, talked to Wang Xianzhi face to face about all kinds of things about Wudi City, and he was on the same page with Cao Changqing." I drank wine at the table, and pointed at Guangling Prince Zhao Biao's nose and cursed, of course, the most important thing is that this guy gave me the nickname of Peach Blossom Sword God, isn't it amazing?"
The young woman was completely speechless in astonishment.
The hooves of the old donkey hit the ground leisurely, walking further and further away.
The Peach Blossom Sword God on the donkey's back suddenly felt regretful. Three of the four great masters had already been fought by Bodhisattva Tuoba, but Cao Changqing couldn't make it. Then he, Deng Tai'a, wondered if he would have the chance to have the same surname as Xu in this life. The kid from here has a sparring session.
Boy, don't die.
Wouldn't it be worthless if he died under the hooves of the barbarians in the North Mang
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After the death of the king and old monster who was like a magic needle in the sea, Wudi City's status in the world plummeted, especially because the bridegroom and others left the East China Sea one after another. , especially without the restraint of the ban on martial arts, the invitation to fight between masters is so frequent that it is difficult to find a higher position as a battle location, and there are countless sword fights between sects. It is said that there are Those who care about things have calculated that there are more than 60 sects that suddenly rose and collapsed within only half a year. Of course, many of the so-called gangs are kittens and puppies. It took half a year for the young people to settle down at the top of the city, and they began to stabilize. There were many speculations about the identity of the young people. Some said that Jiang Fuding was Wang Xianzhi's true retreat disciple, and some said that the Jiang Fuding was an exiled immortal similar to Qi Xuanzhu. With great luck, he is the one who will finally restrain the king of Beiliang in this generation.
Jiang Fuding, who walked alone in Wudi City, didn't hear the world's affairs, but day after day at the top of the city, the handsome boy who had a handle hanging from his waist and crossed the river into the cold to provoke the King of Northern Liang, was fair-skinned. His skin was tanned like a fisherman's. Ever since boxing master Lin Ya left Wudi City, Jiang Fuding has not been drinking too much. The former residence of the old monster, those who were not convinced and not good-looking were crushed by him.
This night, there is a bright moon on the sea.
Taking advantage of the moonlight, Jiang Fuding rarely sat on the wall with a jug of wine, cross-legged, and drank slowly. This young man with a secret identity was once young and frivolous. Among his peers in Tai'an City, he disliked the two sons of General Gu Jiantang who were too rigid, and the fourth prince who had a good reputation but had no ambitions. He despises the eldest prince Zhao Wu as vulgar, and dislikes all the children of Huang Zigongqing, but in the end, he only agrees with the late emperor's illegitimate son Zhao Kai. Before Zhao Kai returned to the capital from the Shangyin Academy and died at the Tiemen Pass in the Western Regions, the two got drunk. One said that he would make a great contribution to the Liyang Zhao family, and the other laughed and said that the country belongs to you. To me, if I help Zhao Kai sit on the dragon chair in the future, how about making me Jiang Fuding a happy king
Jiang Fuding stared at the bright moonlight on the sea, dazed in a daze. Comparing status and family background, Zhao Kai is the emperor's son and Yang Taisui's disciple. And he, Jiang Fu Ding He Zeng, is the son of the emperor's teacher in Liyang. Although he has been completely anonymous since he was a child in order to deal with the endless revenge and assassinations, and did not follow that man's surname Yuan, the top group of people in Tai'an City, and Who would dare to underestimate Jiang Fuding? The youngest son of Wang Xionggui, former Shangshu of the Ministry of Household Affairs, the guy who is now the leader of the four bullshit princes in Beijing, had a conflict with him in the early years, but he came to kowtow to confess his mistake honestly that night afterwards. When Jiang Fuding was young, he said that he wanted to practice swords, and the man who spoke vaguely asked for Gu Jiantang's sword manual for himself. Ouchi arsenal took out the river-crossing pawn, and in those ten years, no less than twenty martial arts masters helped him, and among them was Master Liu Hao, who was also of the same transcendent status!
That being the case, why did Jiang Fuding lose to that Xu
Jiang Fuding threw the jug into the sea fiercely, and shouted: "How can I be reconciled, how can I admit defeat?!"
Jiang Fuding panted heavily, and took out a book from his pocket, as if he wanted to throw it away like the jug, but he raised his arm, and finally threw it away without saying anything.
This book is his father's true relic.
That man whose real name is not well-known, was once a well-deserved emperor teacher of Liyang, a counselor of Liyang Dynasty with great wisdom and close to demons. His opponents were Xun Ping, Huang Longshi, Xu Xiao, Yan Chi Wang Zhao Bing, and Zhang Julu. The call of "Yonghui Spring".
Jiang Fuding murmured: "Father, you have never lost before, so how can I compare to you?"
Jiang Fuding slowly withdrew his hand, staring at the yellowed book with a dull expression. The title of the book was written in meticulous script. It was a very weird name, "Night Voyage". Jiang Fuding knew the reason, because the man once mentioned that the knowledge in the world is the most difficult to deal with in the night sailing boat. And at the beginning of this book, I wrote an absurd little story. It is about the three religions of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism, and an old boatman. The four of them went boating together on the sea. , The Taoist said that the technique of longevity is mysterious and unparalleled, the monk said that the profound Dharma, and the celestial maiden scattered flowers. The boatman became more and more terrified at first, and almost dropped the bamboo wormwood in his hand in fright. Later, the more he listened, the more sleepy and confused he became, and finally he accidentally lost the boat wormwood, making it impossible for the four of them to return to the shore.
This book was handed over by Yuan Benxi to Jiang Fuding when he came to Wudi City when he took Song Keli out of Beijing to travel the north and south of the country. He only said that the stories in the book are just hearsay and wild country tales, like ghosts and talismans, unrefined, and purely an old master's boring play, which has no other use than to turn a few pages for his son to read. .
This book has more than 200,000 words, so each page is extremely dense. Jiang Fuding can fully imagine the scene without grandeur, a slightly withdrawn old man in the Imperial Academy as Yuan Pu. When the courtyard is on duty, there is a pot of cheap and fine wine, a plate of fragrant peanuts, and a stick of old rabbit purple hair like a knife, sitting alone and drinking, writing very slowly, sketching very slightly, often When writing complacently, take a sip of wine...
Jiang Fuding carefully put the book back into his arms, lay down on his back, and looked at the bright moon above his head, "When I was young, you told me that heaven and earth gave birth to me as a seven-foot man, that means to win to be a hero and lose to be a hero. Die as a ghost."
Jiang Fuding closed his eyes, and said bitterly: "But you and I said in the last meeting that as long as I live well, that's enough."
After a long silence, this young man who was the most lonely in Wudi City seemed to have fallen asleep.
In the morning bath, Jiang Fuding finally opened his eyes and sat up, and said softly, "I've made up my mind, people in the world can forget one hundred or one thousand Jiang Fuding, but they can't forget that one Yuan Benxi!"
Jiang Fuding stood up again, with tears in his eyes, and said: "Father... I want to discuss this debt with Zhao Zhuan and Li Yang for you, and I will help that Zhao Zhu sit on the dragon chair... I... miss you so much .”
"Xu, if you are lucky enough to survive, then we will meet in the temple..."
At this moment, a little boy carrying a small bamboo cage trotted up to the city. Although his clothes were shabby, he tidied himself up. When he was silent, his clean face had a solemnity that children of the same age did not have. Looking at the look, the child who was trotting all the way saw the familiar slender back, took a steady breath, took a breath, and then shouted loudly: "Jiang Fuding!"
Jiang Fuding collected his emotions, turned around and looked at the child who was born and raised in Wudi City, he seemed to be an orphan, an elderly couple in the city adopted him, and opened a steamed stuffed bun shop not far from Wang Xianzhi's former residence. The groom and Lin Ya both liked to go to that small place to eat breakfast, and the seven or eight-year-old child's vision naturally became higher. The child raised a scrawny native dog, and he walked the dog all over the city when he had nothing to do. It was as if the general led troops to inspect the territory under his jurisdiction. After Jiang Fuding arrived in Wudi City, no one helped him take care of his life, especially after Lin Ya left the East China Sea. , every time I spend 20 Wen to buy a small steamed stuffed bun with thin skin and juicy skin. Over time, I get acquainted with the child who collects the money, and occasionally tease this child who is strict in what he does and what he says. Jiang Fuding also wondered how such an easy-going couple could raise such a weird child with an old-fashioned air.
The child surnamed Gou who followed the old couple handed the steamed stuffed bun to Jiang Fuding, and said solemnly: "Twenty cents, record it in the account first, and if you forget, I will remind you."
Jiang Fuding said helplessly: "Gou ignore it, it's only twenty coins, you are indispensable."
The little boy stared and said: "My surname is Gou, and my name is Youfang! It is taken from the sage classics 'Parents are here, if you don't travel far, you must have a way.'"
Jiang Fuding, who has been silent in the East China Sea for a long time, only when he meets this interesting child, will he show a little demeanor of the first-class family in the capital, and said with a smile: "You don't even know who your parents are, why bother to be 'youfang' I think, the girl in green with your childhood sweetheart, the nickname she gave you for you is more suitable. Goubuli, dogbuli, how easy it is to call."
The child raised his face and said, "Don't say anything rude."
Jiang Fuding laughed and said: "You little brat knows what manners are impolite. I think back then, the scholar who told me that etiquette is the same thing as reasoning, that was Yan Shenggong himself, the sage of the Zhang family."
The child frowned, "I don't know if that gentleman is educated, but I know that his students are not good at it."
Jiang Fuding, who was teased and taught by a child, was not angry. He sat on the top of the wall, opened the cool bamboo cage, gently picked up a small and exquisite bun with his two fingers, raised his head and gently threw it into his mouth. His mouth was full of fragrance. The aftertaste is endless.
In the past years in Tai'an City, I have eaten so many delicacies from mountains and seas that are known as the world's first-class delicacies. I will never forget it.
Jiang Fuding smacked his mouth and ate six or seven buns in one go. Then he seemed to remember something from the past, and laughed and said, "There was a lot of rain in Tai'an City, and a lot of fish drowned."
Gou Youfang sighed, and said softly, "It's not funny."
Jiang Fuding looked down at the steamed stuffed bun in the cage, and said with emotion, "Yes, people eat dirt once, and dirt eats people once."
The child didn't speak. After all, he was young, so he probably didn't have this feeling.
Jiang Fuding suddenly turned his head to look at the child standing next to him, and said with a smile: "After the second-rank junior master, entering the Vajra realm depends on perseverance. Meaning Xuan depends on aptitude and understanding, and if he wants to have the grand atmosphere of heaven and earth, he must rely on his innate roots." As for the terrestrial god, it depends on the illusory aura. Goubuli, do you want to practice martial arts?"
The child shook his head without hesitation and said, "I don't want to."
Jiang Fuding said in surprise: "In this city of Emperor Wu, you deal with people from the Jianghu every day, and you don't want to practice martial arts?"
The child said softly: "I heard people say that martial arts training is a bottomless pit, and no amount of money can fill it up. I have no money."
Jiang Fuding suddenly stared blankly at the last bun in the cage, and asked pleasantly, "Gou Buli, I remember eating ten buns, why is there one more bun today?"
The child calmly said: "Grandfather said that you Jianghu people need to exercise your body to practice martial arts, so you need to eat more, so I asked Grandpa for one more, and I can only ask for one more, otherwise the steamed stuffed bun will lose money." It's not easy for my grandpa to make money."
Jiang Fuding didn't know whether to laugh or cry at first, but then smiled softly, as if he was reluctant to eat the eleventh steamed bun right away.
Jiang Fuding finally picked up the bun, ate it slowly, looked into the distance and smiled softly: "You may not want what I give you, and in the long run, it may not be really good for you. But I I will leave this city soon, and I probably won’t come back in the future, but I will miss you, little devil, and hope you have a good life. I hope that if you grow up one day in the future, I, just happen to You came to me before I gave you food, and I will definitely buy you a drink then."
Hearing that Jiang Fuding was leaving Wudi City, the child felt a little disappointed, but he didn't show it on his face, he just nodded and said a good word.
Jiang Fuding smiled and held up the bamboo cage with one hand, looked at the vast sea with ebb and flow, and laughed loudly: "Don't you see the three mountains and five mountains high in the sky, don't you see the boundless wind and sand in the northwest kill people, don't you see the great river rushing to The sea will never return! Just listen, you can only live for a hundred years, and you can only seek gods in a glass of wine!"
The child also followed the heroic Jiang Fu Ding with a smile, and joked for the first time: "When we meet in the future, please treat me to a good drink."
Jiang Fuding threw the bamboo cage into the sea viciously, reached out and rubbed the child's head, "It's nothing serious!"
The child froze for a moment, and said in a hurry: "Jiang Fuding! Why did you throw away the steamed stuffed bun cage! I want to take it back for Grandpa!"
Jiang Fuding was stunned and speechless, he was very wronged.
After a long, long time, there will be a very eloquent saying in the arena where the older generation of masters passed away one after another.
Yu Dilong is not really invincible.
Just because there is still a way in the world.
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It is hard for the people south of the Guangling River in Liyang to imagine that there are some places where the frost has not completely ended at the beginning of summer.
This is the Liangliao, where there are black mountains and white waters, where the first snow of the Liyang Dynasty may fall, and the last snow will fall here. In the severe cold season of last winter, two people entered the Liangliao from the north of Gyeonggi under the personal escort of Qi Jiajie. The reason why the number one swordsman in the capital was able to mobilize his troops so much was naturally because the groom, Yu, was secretly wooed by various forces. The master of martial arts, after the groom declined the current emperor's persuasion, the emperor Zhao Zhuan asked Qi Jiajie to send him off all the way to dispel the coveting thoughts of other forces. Wholeheartedly accepted the mantle of Wudi City, Louhuang, Loubanque, Lin Ya, and the other three, even if they couldn't use it for themselves, at worst they could still have a good relationship with these top masters who were like-minded. So Qi Jiajie sent a message to the emperor when he was parting at the border, telling the bridegroom that whenever he returns to Tai'an City, His Majesty the Emperor will treat him as a friend.
On the banks of a river called Songnen River in Jinzhou, Liaodong, there is a small village living along the river, with about a hundred households. Most of the village's young and strong are hunters. It is said that the ancestors of a certain family once captured two sea dongqings in their lifetime. They were all sent as tributes to the Governor's Mansion established in Liangliao at that time in Liyang. The well-prepared hard bow that was a family heirloom in this family was an additional gift from the Dudu Mansion in addition to the bounty. There were two distinguished guests living in the village. At the end of last winter, a group of hunters met a black blind man who did not enter hibernation for some reason. It was the benefactor who drove away the giant bear. Ask for a few handles, and the children in the village love to play with the kid who likes to wear green clothes.
After summer, the girl in green was very happy to finally be able to take off her heavy fur coat, and she had chilblains that winter, she herself didn't feel any hardship, but Xiao always felt guilty. In fact, she didn't like Liangliao very much at the beginning, because when she first entered here, it was the time when the wind and snow were at its peak, and the terrible weather of the big fireworks seemed to give her and Xiaoyu a disarm. Until she stops in this village, led by those new friends, she digs holes on the frozen river to fish, or sits on a wooden board and slides on the ice. She feels fresh and happy. So when Xiao Yu said that she was going to Liaobei, she was not happy, and then Xiao Yu didn't urge her any more. Over time, she and Xiao Xiaoting became like native Liaodong people. Xiao Xiao would go hunting with the village adults with a bow and arrow on his back, and began to raise young eagles under the hand of the old hunter, and she no longer wondered why the window paper here In the outside world, why does every household have big vats and small vats of pickles, why do adults have to say that if they are disobedient, they will be hung in the basket when they teach their children. Today, Yu is helping a family in the village to cut down the half-foot-tall plant called Leymus chinensis by the locals to build houses. Of course, it is not the grass that sheep eat. Its poles are hollow, just like the bamboo in her hometown. almost. She squatted beside him quietly, looking at Xiao Yu's appearance of chopping grass poles with a knife, she thought it was very handsome. She remembered that the day before Grandpa Gao left Wudi City, he chatted with her in private and talked about many people, but she didn't remember many of them. Among the swordsmen in the world, so-and-so has the best chance, whoever has the best innate bones, but lesser's sword practice qualification is the best, none of them.
She squatted on the ground, thinking of that grandpa Gao, she suddenly felt a little sad. She actually knows his surname is Wang, but he is so tall, she likes to call him Grandpa Gao, and he is never unhappy