The snow has fallen in Changling, and there is just snow in Guanzhong.
In the early morning, Qishan Mountain in Guanzhong.
In the vast field, a young man is practicing sword.
His sword is purple like Su Qin's, but the runes on the surface are golden.
"Boom".
Following his sword strike, a real golden thunder suddenly appeared in the cold air.
The golden thunder light fell on the ground in front of him, the loess splashed, and the weeds burst into flames.
The young man turned around, with an indescribable determination and chilling expression on his handsome face.
"Uncle Jin."
He put away his sword, and said in a slightly cold voice to a fat middle-aged man who looked like a merchant sitting in an ox cart by the side of the road, "We still have to go to Changling."
The middle-aged man whom he called Uncle Jin sighed softly, "For Xie Rou?"
"I don't blame Xie Rou. Although she knows that I fell in love with her at first sight, we have no marriage contract after all." The young man looked in the direction of Changling, "At first, I just thought that the Leixiao Sword Sutra at home was better than Changling's practice. The sword scriptures of the land are stronger, and there is no need to go to the place of practice in Changling to learn, but it is wrong to think about it now. Changling has not only the secrets of practice, but also countless wonderful things. I am going to challenge Na Ding Ning, believe me As long as Ding Ning can be defeated, Xie Rou will definitely change her mind."
The middle-aged man smiled slightly: "If that's the case, let's set off today, otherwise there will be heavy snow in Guanzhong, and the road will be difficult to walk."
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On the large and small school grounds of Changling Bingma Division, snow has already accumulated a knuckle depth.
Yu Gu walked into a school field surrounded by tiger and wolf army flags by himself.
In the middle of the school grounds, there was an old man in iron clothes with a tall back.
Yu Gu's aura of gold is already extremely strong, but it is still incomparable to this old man.
The old man just stood there sternly, with the aura of swallowing mountains and rivers and holding a thousand troops in his hands.
"General Sikong."
Yu Gu walked behind him and bowed down to listen to the instruction.
"The negotiation with that tycoon in Changling must end as soon as possible." The old man in the iron suit did not look back, but said in a heavy voice like the clanging of gold and iron: "The bottom line is the unloading and delivery of Changling's warehouses. Manufacture and procurement of armor."
Yu Gu's eyes narrowed in disbelief, and his voice was slightly cold: "General, you are just a man in the market, so you can't be considered a hero. Is it too much to agree to such a condition?"
"The time makes a hero, just in time for this situation, he is a hero." The old man said in a deep voice: "The Shendu Supervisor has already used the opportunity to investigate the soldiers and horses. What Wei means. If this matter is not ended as soon as possible, there will be more scandals exposed... You should understand the consequences."
Yu Gu's face instantly became a little ugly.
He and all the soldiers and horses are naturally loyal to the Great Qin Dynasty and to His Majesty Emperor Yuanwu, but His Majesty Yuanwu naturally cannot completely rely on one person.
When Emperor Yuanwu came to the throne, he was forced to rely too much on the power of the queen's clan. For more than ten years, the two prime ministers and various divisions have tried their best to change this situation.
The stronger His Majesty's control over the entire Great Qin is, and the less he needs to rely too much on a certain force, the stronger the entire Great Qin Dynasty will be, and the more powerful the pace of advancement will be.
This is not just about the future of many people in Bingmasi.
"I know what to do." Yu Gu took a deep breath and said, "I will make this matter end as soon as possible."
However, just as he was about to turn around and leave, the old man in front of him said again: "People in the world have the convenience of people in the world, and they also have many ways to investigate things that we can't imagine. Since the gods are afraid of responsibility, Put pressure on us inside, and when you talk to this tyrant, ask him to help you find out who used Changling Guard."
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Ding Ning got up early in the morning as usual, helped his eldest grandson Qianxue cook porridge, and then took the most commonly used thick porcelain bowl to a noodle shop not far away to make noodles.
Ding Ning, who hadn't figured out what toppings to eat today, was stunned when he walked to this noodle shop that was filled with heat and oil.
An old man with a bit of oil on his white beard was holding a noodle bowl and smiled back at him. It was Xue Wangxu.
"How did you come?"
Ding Ning looked at this proud old man and was amazed.
"I want to take you to a place." Xue Wangxu took a sip of the noodle soup and said with a smile: "No wonder people here like to eat noodles at this noodle shop, the noodles here are really good, even the spicy peppers are so strong Dao, just eat noodles and eat noodles, why do you bring your own bowl?"
Ding Ning looked at him and said hesitantly, "You really want me to tell you the reason?"
Xue Wangxu gave him a strange look, and put it on the rough porcelain bowl in his hand: "Could it be more delicious to eat with this bowl?"
Ding Ning looked at him sympathetically: "No, it's because their noodles are delicious, but I know the one who washes the dishes...he doesn't wash the dishes very well, and he always likes to wash the dishes halfway through. Nose picking."
Xue Wangxu paused, looking at the half of the noodle soup left, his expression was unusually exciting.
"If you still want to eat, I can lend you a bowl." Ding Ning said.
Xue Wangxu shook his head: "Forget it, some things are just for a moment's interest, after that, it won't taste that way."
Ding Ning went to the shop, put the rough porcelain bowl next to the noodle pot, and after thinking about it, he ordered a bowl of hot and sour cabbage meat noodles in red soup. While watching the meat slices and spicy peppers start to stir fry in the oil pan, he asked Xue Wangxu, "Where are you going to take me?"
Xue Wangxu said: "We are going to Zhushan County, Bajun County."
Ding Ning was stunned: "What are you doing so far away?"
Xue Wangxu said: "There is a very lively temple fair there, we can go there just in time, it's very interesting."
Thin slices of meat have been sautéed with red oil and chili peppers, and the pickled cabbage is added, stir-fried a few times, and covered on the white snow bud-like noodles.
Ding Ning didn't serve the bowl of ready-made noodles for a while, but frowned, just like Li Daoji scolded Xue Wangxu last night, and said softly: "Can you stop using such clumsy excuses? It’s impossible to rush so far to see some temple fair in snowy weather.”
"Eat noodles, eat noodles." Xue Wangxu ordered Ding Ning's noodle bowl, sipped a few reminders, and then said: "I'm going to pick up something."
Ding Ning picked up the noodle bowl and sat down opposite him: "What is it?"
Xue Wangxu glanced at him and said, "It's something to cure your illness."
Ding Ning started to eat the noodles, and when the steaming bowl of noodles was finished and only the noodle soup was left, he raised his head and said, "Fang Xiumu told me that nothing can cure me unless I can Entering the Minshan Sword Sect to practice, you can comprehend the continuation of the gods."
"This is the real reason why you asked Wang Taixu to arrange you to enter Baiyang Cave in the first place? Because our Baiyang Cave merged with Qingteng Sword Academy, so we just have the qualifications to participate in the Minshan Sword Club." Xue Wangxu said calmly. Looking into Ding Ning's eyes, he said: "Fang Xiumu's words are actually good, but there are no absolutes, and you are still too weak to participate in the Minshan Sword Festival next year. According to the situation in previous years, most sects recommended you The disciples participating in the Minshan Sword Club are all at least at the middle level of the True Yuan Realm, and sometimes there are even monsters that have reached the Yuan Yuan Realm."
"You are smarter than Zhang Yi and any of them. You should understand that the students participating in the Minshan Sword Club are not only ordinary students from places of practice, but also many children from noble families." After a slight pause, Xue Wangxu continued Then he said: "They are more terrifying than students in ordinary places of practice. Many of them are not even incapable of passing the examination of Minshan Sword Sect in the first place, but need a certain period of time to receive training at home. Because in the first few years of practice, their families can give them more resources to allow them to practice faster. For those nobles, the Minshan Sword Sect is not the only way to climb up, but only practice A great help along the way.”
"I already understood what you said when I entered Baiyang Cave." Ding Ning glanced at Xue Wangxu, frowned and said, "But I also know that Bajun Zhushan County is not an ordinary place."
Xue Wangxu glanced at him and said, "Isn't it because Zheng has more people?"
Ding Ning looked back at him without showing weakness, and said, "Of course you know very well that there are more people than just Zheng."
Xue Wangxu became a little annoyed, and said, "I am the master of Baiyang Cave, your master, I asked you to come with me, and you still don't want to go?"
"You misunderstood me." Ding Ning looked at his trembling white beard and said, "I really want to go to that place, but I'm worried about your safety after you go."
Xue Wangxu frowned suddenly, and looked at Ding Ning with contempt: "I'm about to die of old age, can't you let me have a good time before I die of old age?"
Ding Ning took a deep breath.
He raised his head, looked at the white snow on the opposite roof, was silent for a moment, and then said softly: "It's not a good moment to be happy, but if the students of Baiyang Cave can finally win the Minshan Sword Festival, then it must be a fight!" The faces of countless people... To you, is that considered beautiful?"
"Of course it is a real sight." Xue Wangxu laughed happily, "If that day really happens, even if I die of old age, I guess I will die of old age laughing."
Ding Ning turned to look at him and shook his head: "What I mean is, even if you are going to die of old age, don't die so fast. You should live longer."
Xue Wangxu was startled, then laughed like a child, stretched out his hand to pat Ding Ning, and said, "Deal!"