Chapter Seventy-Seven: Time is Jinghao and Xiao Li Feidao
The weather is gradually starting to get hotter.
The buildings on the bank of Peach Blossom River gradually took on a grand appearance.
Of course, the peach blossoms at Peach Blossom Villa have withered long ago, but they have produced fruits, which are already as big as a thumb.
Li Chenan's life was very comfortable these days, except for the bruises on his nose and face he suffered from being drilled by Wu Xichen every night by the Peach Blossom Stream.
He made twenty thin, compact and sharp throwing knives at Blacksmith Zhao.
He thought of the novel he had read when he was a boy, and felt that he had time-traveled into the world of that novel——
For example, the protagonist named Li Xunhuan also has a family with a family of seven Jinshi and his son, three Jinshi.
For example, they are all named Li.
Also like this Xiao Li Flying Knife that I made by myself.
It's just that Li Xunhuan gave up his true love for his friend, which he would never do.
It's just that Li Xunhuan's flying knife is invincible, but his own flying knife...
"What did you lose?"
Wu Xichen frowned and reprimanded loudly: "Although I disdain the use of hidden weapons, I also know that the so-called hidden weapon consists of a secret word!"
"What is darkness?"
"That means it is erratic and has no trace!"
"It is to make the enemy unable to prevent and avoid it!"
Wu Xichen held the flying knife that Li Chenan had just shot at him between his fingertips, "The flying knife you used is both weak and tangible. Even if I don't take it, it will probably only pierce the clothes and not even the fur!"
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"Remember, concealed weapons must be fast and accurate! Like this...!"
Wu Xichen threw the flying knife held on his fingertips.
Li Chenan saw a flash of light and shadow, followed by a "duh" sound, and the flying knife hit a peach tree, sinking deeply into it, not even the tail was exposed.
"Master is mighty!"
Wu Xichen blushed and turned his head away. He wanted to shoot down the peach, but he turned his head away.
He left with his hands behind his back and said to Li Chenan: "Practice, just practice like this!"
"Don't delay your sword practice!"
The sword is on Li Chenan's back.
This sword was not made by him in Blacksmith Zhao's blacksmith shop, but was given to him by Wu Xichen.
It was a sword that looked very old and had gone through many years.
The unknown layer of leather wrapped around the scabbard has long been mottled, and the sword's spike should have been red, but now it's starched.
He drew out his long sword. The sword was three fingers wide and three feet and two inches long. It was not silver, but black.
The black is so transparent that even light seems unable to be reflected.
There are two vaguely distinguishable words engraved on the hilt of the sword: FUER!
Fuji Sword, Fuji Zhou Tian Jue.
But Wu Xichen did not teach Li Chenan any swordsmanship.
He said... you can practice however you want.
Li Chenan pulled out the Fuji sword and swung it around a few times. He felt that his movements were very handsome and elegant.
Wearing this green gown and dancing with a sword makes you feel like an immortal.
But he doesn't like this thing, it's too dangerous.
So he inserted the Fuji sword into the scabbard and continued to practice his Xiao Li flying sword.
At dusk he returned to the tavern.
The tavern was doing good business at this time.
Su Muxin greeted the regular customers warmly in the tavern, and when she saw Li Chenan coming in, she grinned.
"On the fifth day of May, Zhuxia Academy and Qianmo Academy jointly held a Dragon Boat Festival literary party at Huaping Lake."
"Mr. Zhang, the dean of Qianmo Academy, invited me and asked me to invite you to go with him, how about that?"
Li Chen'an thought for a moment, and realized that this was really boring, but by the fifth day of May, his brewing workshop would be almost completed, and the first batch of wine would be brewed roughly in early June.
The three characters Huapingchun were inscribed by Hua Manting, so he decided to use the name Huapingchun on higher-end wines.
Then the newly brewed 35-degree wine would have to be given another name. He had already thought of it, and it would be called Peach Blossom Wine.
In order for this peach blossom wine to be accepted by the people of Guangling City, it could be advertised at the Dragon Boat Festival Gala.
Let’s build up the atmosphere first and then talk.
So he nodded, "It's okay to go, but I have a small request."
Su Mu was startled, "What's the request?"
"I want the naming rights for this cultural event!"
"...What is naming rights?"
"That's why we call this literary gathering Peach Blossom Stuffed Dragon Boat Festival."
"What is peach blossom stuffed wine?"
Li Chenan explained it to Su Muxin, and Su Muxin suddenly understood.
He admired Li Chenan very much, because this Dragon Boat Festival Gala was very popular and would have a great impact in Guangling City.
In order to hold this grand event, Mr. Zhang from Qianmo Academy even said that he would invite many celebrities from Qi Guangling City.
The girls from Ningxiang Hall will also be invited to join in the fun.
On this occasion, let everyone remember the name Taohua Niang, so that all drinkers are looking forward to the release of this wine, which will definitely become an instant hit!
"Why don't you talk to your father about this matter?"
Li Chenan's father, Li Wenhan, is the dean of Zhuxia Academy and one of the initiators of this literary meeting. If his father agrees to come, there will be no problem.
Li Chenan waved his hand, "You'd better go talk to Mr. Zhang."
"...Based on your current situation, I think your father hopes you can go back."
"It's time to go to my mother. As for the rest, let's ignore it for now."
"Okay, I'll go to Qianmo Academy after I'm done with this."
"Well, when will Miss Murong come back?"
Su Muxin smiled sheepishly, "I guess it will be mid-June."
"By the way, the small yard behind this tavern is too small. Are there any for rent or sale in your neighbors these days? It would be better to rent or buy."
"This way you can also move here from Qianmo Academy, and then you and Miss Murong will be inseparable."
"good."
Li Chenan went to the backyard. Cuihua was rummaging through the food in the wine trough, and she didn't feel very energetic.
I don't know what happened to this girl.
It was not easy for him to ask. After all, the girl was already so old and would always have some worries.
He walked into the east wing, closed the door, took out the small box from under the bed and put it on the table.
Opening the small box, there was a stack of banknotes inside -
He didn't earn it from the tavern, but he got it from Song Yuanping.
When he took it out, there were a total of fifty one-hundred-tael silver notes inside, which was why he was able to proudly equip the sixty young men of the Li family with weapons.
That halberd is worth twenty-five taels of silver!
Sixty bundles cost him one thousand five hundred taels of silver!
Next, they had to be equipped with armor. Blacksmith Zhao said that if they were made according to the style he designed, a piece of armor would cost sixty taels of silver... This would require another three thousand six hundred taels, and five thousand taels would be enough.
Gone.
Otherwise, let's use rattan armor first.
After all, I haven’t made any money yet.
This money must be used to buy food first.
He put the banknote into his arms and took out the list of the Ichthyosaurus Club from the bottom of the box.
There were several people on this list whom he had heard of or knew.
For example, Wen Huan, one of the three great talents in Guangling.
There are even Cai Tong'an, Cai Zhengyao's son, and Shen Jiye, Shen Qianshan's son!
There is no such thing as Wen Xiaowan, the top star of Ningxiang Pavilion.
Of course, he has never heard of more of it.
I think most of them are people from the world of martial arts.
You have to write down the names of these people and ask the sword dance girl.
Chapter completed!