In the cold wind, the wheels crushed the withered yellow leaves, crushed them into finer pieces, and then floated on the road behind.
A carriage wrapped in a windproof thick black cotton cover slowly drove to a post station in the outskirts of Changling.
Uncharacteristically, there were many sword masters standing around the post station. These sword masters were wearing ordinary clothes but wore military black iron long swords on their waists, watching the carriage approaching in the thick autumn atmosphere. , frowned in unison.
They knew very well who the person in the carriage was. Thinking that this person could survive the brutal killing that night, and thinking about the purpose of this person's coming, they all looked vigilant and felt uneasy.
In silence, the carriage stopped at the main entrance of the post station.
Wearing a black brocade robe, Wang Taixu stepped out of the carriage, retracted his collar as if afraid of the cold, nodded politely to these sword masters, and then stepped into the gate of the inn.
Yu Guluo looked at Lamei outside the window suddenly with his hands, his gray hair was combed neatly, even though he was wearing the most ordinary casual clothes, anyone who saw his chilling appearance at this time could quickly believe that he must be He is a battle-hardened general who is filled with the aura of gold and iron by swordsmen.
"You shouldn't have come at all."
It wasn't until Wang Taixu walked behind him that the important official of the Bingma Division turned around slowly, looked at Wang Taixu majesticly and coldly and said: "Your luck is very good if you can survive such a night." It is already excellent, so you should enjoy the rest of your hard-won life.”
Wang Taixu looked at this high-ranking official, shook his head, and said: "General Yu, your words are wrong. I was able to survive that night not because of luck, but because many people died for me."
Yu Gu's face was slightly cold.
Wang Taixu coughed lightly, took out several files from his sleeve, and handed them to Yu Gu.
Yu Gu already knew what was recorded in these files, so he didn't pick it up immediately, but said in a deep voice, "Are you sure you want to do this?"
Wang Taixu laughed and said softly: "In the eyes of many nobles, we small fish and shrimps in the market are things that can be crushed to death and washed away by a single rain. Brothers, everyone has a family, both old and young. If I don’t do anything, my heart is not peaceful, and life is meaningless.”
Yu Gu glanced at him, took the case file in his hand, slowly unfolded it and read it, his expression became colder the more he looked at it.
"This is enough to send many officials to prison. We still have a lot. How many officials have not done shady business or received black money in Changling to make a living?" Wang Taixu looked at Yu Gu calmly, "Original well Water does not interfere with river water, I will not control other people's way, but some of you have crossed the boundary."
"enough!"
Yu Gu put away the case file with a sneer, and threw it into the brazier beside him, "Tell me about your conditions."
Wang Taixu looked at him peacefully, and said: "The big business that you soldiers and horses can decide in Changling now is the unloading of warehouses and mining."
Yu Gu laughed contemptuously.
He didn't answer Wang Taixu's words at all.
Just the unloading and transportation of countless warehouses of the Changling Bingma Division is a business of countless silver taels every year. And some copper and iron mining, manufacturing and purchasing of armor, casting of swords...how many amazing profits are contained in these businesses
This is simply the case of a lion opening its mouth so wide that it even splits its own mouth.
Wang Taixu didn't say much, coughed twice, stood up, took his leave and left.
After he had walked more than ten steps, Yu Gu looked at his back coldly, and said in a slightly cold voice: "Even if you don't spare your life, even if you still have many people who can die for you, but think about your Identity, do you think such a request is possible?"
Hearing these words, Wang Taixu turned his head, a sincere smile appeared on his pale face.
"The one who escaped being assassinated by your military masters that night was also a boy from a wine shop. You should know better than me what kind of opponent he killed. You should also know that his cultivation time is very short."
He looked at Yu Gu with a smile, and said slowly: "On the way I came here, I received a message that he finally won the sword sacrifice trial in Baiyang Cave and Qingteng Sword Academy, and became the former San's disciple. If it was said before January that such a boy from the wine shop would have escaped such an assassination and would have made such astonishing progress, who would have thought it possible?"
"Since this is all possible, there is nothing impossible for me to do this."
After saying this sentence with a smile, Wang Taixu turned around resolutely, never looking at the face of the senior officer behind him.
A sword master in his thirties came out from the side door behind Yu Gu, bowed to Yu Gu, watched the carriage gradually go away, and asked, "General, do you want to kill him?"
"unnecessary."
Yu Gu, whose face had returned to calm, shook his head, "Negotiating is a matter where one side negotiates a high price and the other pays back slowly. Wang Taixu's attitude at this meeting shows that he understands where the boundaries are. He didn't Asking more people to pay their lives is just asking for more benefits in Changling by pressing this matter, so that he and his men will have a deeper foundation in Changling and be safer in the future."
"Besides, enough things have happened to our Bingma Division now. If there are more troubles, many people above may not be able to keep their positions."
Yu Gu pondered for a moment, then looked at the standing sword master and said: "Go and check the news about the young man in Baiyang Cave. If it is consistent with what Wang Taixu said, he is indeed a talent."
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Qingteng Sword Academy, Li Daoji, Duanmulian, Xue Wangxu, Di Qingmei... Some important figures from Baiyang Cave and Qingteng Sword Academy were waiting on the mountain road for the three who won the final ceremony.
Zhang Yi walked in the front. He walked in front of these people and first saluted peacefully.
Ding Ning and Nangong Caishu also saluted, and everyone returned the salute.
Ding Ning looked up at Li Daoji who was still serious, and first expressed his thanks: "Uncle Li Daoji, thank you for your sword."
Li Daoji raised his eyebrows. He seemed to think that there was no need for Ding Ning to give such special thanks, but he hesitated for a moment, and said out loud, "You did a good job, you didn't waste this sword."
"The most important thing is not to waste your thoughts." Ding Ning smiled slightly, and turned to look at Xue Wangxu who was smiling with his beard: "Thank you Cave Master Xue for taking care of this special matter and giving me the opportunity to cultivate my spiritual veins."
"This is the reward you deserve, so you don't need to thank me. If you want to thank me, thank Dean Di. The green fat jade he gave you will be more useful in the future." Xue Wangxu glanced at Nangong Caishu with satisfaction , and then said this sentence to Ding Ning.
Ding Ning saw something from his and Di Qingmei's expressions, so he also smiled and bowed, expressing his special thanks to Di Qingmei: "Thank you Dean Di."
Di Qingmei's expression was not the most natural, but he still replied sincerely, and said softly: "I am very satisfied to have students like you."
Most of the students from the outer courtyard who watched the ceremony did not disperse, and after such a necessary link was completed, many people gathered together.
"Brother-in-law."
Xie Changsheng, who was about the same age as Ding Ning, was the first to come to Ding Ning's side, and said with great admiration, "Your performance is really refreshing. I have to admit that my sister really has better vision than I do."
"Don't call me brother-in-law." Ding Ning's face was suddenly embarrassed.
"Don't mess around!"
Xie Rou said lightly, and she walked in front of Ding Ning, saluted seriously, and lowered her head and asked softly, "Will you participate in the Minshan Sword Festival next year?"
Ding Ning didn't understand what she meant by asking this question, and hesitated for a while: "It should be."
"In that case, I will try my best to participate in the Minshan Sword Club." Xie Rou replied softly.
Xie Changsheng was stunned: "Sister, don't you want to win the Minshan Sword Club with him, and then get the opportunity to learn Minshan Sword Sect together?"
Xie Rou didn't answer his words, but the slight blush on her fair neck revealed her thoughts.
"Take your time, it's really good to have love over time." Xie Changsheng pinched his nose and said in admiration.
"You don't need to expect anything from me."
However, Ding Ning's eyes fell on the remnant sword of Mohua at his waist. His face quickly became hard, covered with frost that repelled people thousands of miles away. One sentence: "As for the reason, Nangong Caishu knows."
"what is the reason?"
Xu Heshan, Xie Changsheng and others looked at Nangong Caishu incomprehensibly. Xie Changsheng's eyes even showed incomparable astonishment, "Nangong Caishu, don't tell me you and him have just studied together in the scripture cave for one night, and then you have already fallen in love with each other and privately engaged for life?"
"Don't be so childish!"
Nangong Caishu's face darkened. She looked at Ding Ning's leaving back, knowing that since Ding Ning said that, he naturally allowed her to tell these people the reason, so she took a deep breath and said softly: "Because his body itself has The problem is the rare body with hyperactivity that cannot be returned, if there were no special circumstances, his body would have already deteriorated five times in our most powerful and prime years."
Xie Changsheng was stunned, he had indeed admired Ding Ning's performance so much that he couldn't even tell a joke at the moment.
"Even if he has such a physical problem, I will not change my decision." Xie Rou bit her lip, "I will try my best to help him."
"I have already learned that there is generally no way to cure this premature aging body with excessive five qi. But the Minshan Sword Sect is not an ordinary sect, so some people in this sect may have a way."
Nangong Caishu looked at her, Xie Changsheng and the others and nodded, and said, "If we really think of a way, we will try our best to help him win in the Minshan Sword Club from now on."
"It's too difficult." Xu Heshan shook his head worriedly.
The Minshan Sword Club will be in the midsummer of the next year, and it will only be half a year from now. Even though Ding Ning has such a speed of practice and performance, but thinking of the performance of those monsters in the Minshan Sword Club in previous years, he still has nothing to do. What confidence.
"He is fighting for his life, we will do our best." Nangong Caishu nodded and said solemnly.
"Alright, Minshan Sword Club, we will do our best!"
Xie Changsheng, Xu Heshan, and Xie Rou stretched out their hands and clapped each other.
It seems ridiculous to encourage each other so solemnly so that others can win.
However, it is about life, and it is to make a seemingly impossible thing possible, but the atmosphere at this time is rather solemn and unusual.