However, what Jiang Shaoyun coveted was the Purple Jade Order passed down through generations of the Chu family? How could the self-proclaimed Chu family be associated with this evil art? Chu Tao was even more confused. He used the Zhuyu dagger, the golden seal, and the purple jade order.

The jade order was placed in front of Feng Ruohan and he kept asking questions.

Feng Ruohan laughed loudly: "Young Master is getting more and more impatient!" As he said that, he led Chu Tao to the piano table in the room and asked another question: Do you remember the Changhe Song?

This is not a problem for Chu Tao: he sat firmly in front of the piano, raised his hand and flicked it, and the passionate and surging sound poured out from between the seven strings, just like the turbulent river, moving forward in an indomitable way. Thousands of miles of raging waves, one sword can determine the world - this

This song has been familiar to him since he was a child. His father and senior Hefeng taught him step by step, and the words are still in his ears.

Unexpectedly, Feng Ruohan suddenly struck the strings and said, "The killing sound is so heavy that I might not be able to be my teacher."

Chu Tao hurriedly stood up and saluted and apologized. Of course he remembered Feng Ruohan's words: The clear and distant sound of the qin is the best quality, with an air of ancient elegance and moistness. The murderous spirit is a taboo for qin players. But he doesn't know when it started, between his fingers.

The long river chant is no longer as quiet as the childhood. When he starts to hold hands, the taut strings always hide the hoarseness. When the excitement reaches the point, the murderous aura is as unstoppable as the galloping army. It seems that the music is no longer under his control.

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Feng Ruohan shook his head: "The piano is the voice of the heart, and the young master has his ambitions. There is no need to force it. But this sound is really a sign of great evil. The Zhuyu Sword Sect, which has hidden its edge for many years, is probably going to suffer a disaster."

The leaves rustled outside the window. Chu Tao left his seat and looked at the tranquility of the bamboo forest: "Sir taught me that when injustice is unfair, students will never dare to forget it. The ancient teachings of the Zhuyu Sword Sect must not be ruined in the hands of Chu Tao."

"I never taught you to work hard without caring about your own life -" Feng Ruohan sighed quietly. This disciple who was accustomed to doing his own thing had long been devoted to the Zhuyu Sword Sect, and no one could pull him back.

"Sir, you still haven't said what secrets are hidden in the purple jade order and the dagger."

Chu Tao was so entangled that Feng Ruohan couldn't refuse: "The secret of the Zhuyu Sword Sect is actually hidden in the Changhe chant. But no one knows the mystery of this tune that is passed down from word to mouth by the leader.

The outside world is joking that the Zhuyu Sword Sect has a thousand-year-old treasure under the black stone cliff. They are all spread by people who don’t know the reason. The short sword and the purple jade order are the keys to decipher the secret of this song. Only those who are destined can recognize its face.

.This is the warning left by the hero Chu Yuan. Even he does not know why this song, together with the dagger gold seal purple jade order, has been passed down from generation to generation by the heads of the Zhuyu Sword Sect. It is unknown whether the young master is related to this song.

It can crack the mystery and restore its true colors. However, as soon as this song comes out, there will inevitably be another turmoil in the world. Jiang Shaoyun first got the dagger, and then he coveted the purple jade order. Maybe he heard something."

Chu Tao looked at the dagger carefully in disbelief, not knowing what was strange about it.

Outside the window, a white pigeon fluttered its wings and lingered in the courtyard. As soon as Chu Tao came out of the house, it jumped up lightly on his shoulder. As soon as he read the letter, suddenly, a dignified and cold look covered his originally clear eyes. He didn't care about the explanation yet.

Confused, he hurriedly bowed and said goodbye, saying we would talk about it another day. The note floated down from his hand, but he was already outside Chaifei.

Feng Ruohan picked it up and unfolded it, and saw: The envoy Leng had already prepared the bells and drums. He shook his head slightly, sighed, and put the note in his hand into the incense burner.

Ningxiang Pavilion.

Xie Junhe, who returned from Fenghuo Ridge, still maintains his image as a disheveled alcoholic lunatic. He finds his favorite corner with his legs crossed, intoxicated by the aroma of wine, and listens to the talk of drunkards.

I haven't been here for many days, and the hotel and the hotel have also changed. On the left floor, chess games are being played, and on the right floor, the elegant scholars are pointing at the scrolls and paintings and commenting. On the stage in the main building, from time to time, there are some wandering entertainers or

Playing, singing or storytelling added a lively atmosphere to the drinkers. Most of the people came here smelling the aroma of wine and sat for a while in the noisy lobby. The sound of chess and dice cups was heard in the back building. There was also a garden, pavilions and pavilions.

Among them, the graceful figures of beauties floated by from time to time, singing and dancing to the sound of strings, strings, and bamboos. Compared with the original scene of all kinds of mixed creatures, it attracted many wealthy businessmen and celebrities. The owner here has actually changed to Fenghuolingwai with him.

Yanhong who has had a hand in hand.

As he drank slowly, Xie Junhe's eyes followed the figure of this woman who was greeting the guests attentively. She was a natural beauty. Her waist was as thin and soft as a snake, as if it were flowing. There was no need to show off, just a charming smile, and the rippling eyes were already covered in her eyes.

Her charm and charm are all on display. Her sweet and soft voice makes the drinkers drunk before they drink. I don’t know how many people come just to covet her beauty. But she is under the greedy eyes of the drinkers like hungry wolves.

Inside, if you leave the ground, you can move forward and retreat freely.

There was silence all of a sudden. The people on the first floor were in awe of the visitor outside the door. But he walked straight towards Xie Junhe as if no one else was watching. Xie Junhe was still firmly glued to his seat, with his cup hanging in the air. It wasn't because he didn't want to get up.

It was because he didn't expect Chu Tao to come to the tavern. When he was stunned, Chu Tao had already sat at his table: "Why, you are not happy to see me?"

Ai Li ignored him and squinted his eyes, but continued to drink.

A bowl of tea was immediately delivered to Chu Tao by Yan Hong herself.

Looking at Jun He in confusion, Jun He raised his eyes and pointed at Yan Hong with his chin.

Yan Hong smiled cleverly: "Who is coming and going who doesn't know about Master Chu? Looking at the South Bank, how many people can make everyone stand up in unison? The one who dares to provoke Xie Xia is none other than you. Master Chu's alcohol prohibition and you

She is as famous for her romantic and unrestrained personality, how dare Yan Hong not know about it?"

Chu Tao laughed loudly: "When I taste your tea, I will see if it is as impressive as your mouth."

"If the boss says yes, why should I worry about losing business here?"

"Boss?" He shook his head, "You make me sound like a bandit leader."

"But I think the word "boss" is good. It's a little bold, but it's interesting. Being the boss has to take care of the brothers, take risks, and live the same life as everyone. It's not like the boss or something like that.

When I hear it, I think of power. Who else can really act like a boss in this world besides you?" She picked up some flattering words.

He held the tea with one hand and held the lid with the other, gently brushed away the foam, took a sip, put down the tea bowl and said: "This tea is just like what you said, a bit thicker, but it is delicious. Prohibition has caused you to lose business.

You can use tea to supplement it." After hearing this, Yan Hong left as if she had found a treasure.

"How do you recognize her? Such smart and capable women are rare."

Jun He could never change his serious tone: "When did you change the taste?" Chu Tao said nothing, picked up the tea bowl and took a sip. The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and his eyebrows tightened with a flash of bitterness.

Suddenly he let go, and there was something mysterious about the half-smile. Jun He couldn't help but sit upright, and honestly told Chu Tao about the fight with Yan Hong outside Fenghuo Ridge. Tang Yao's people were blatantly placed on the Black Rock Cliff, and they must have some agenda.

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"They don't move, and I don't move either." Chu Tao put down his cup calmly, "It's boring to drink all the time. Will you follow me to the Black Rock Cliff?"

"Going to see the Changhe River again? It's boring!" Xie Jun and Lai stayed where they were, refusing to move.

Chu Tao conveniently picked up the gourd he was preparing to sell wine and went out. Xie Junhe jumped up in a hurry.

Chu Tao laughed: "Two horses, you choose first, and the first to reach Black Rock Cliff wins. If I lose, I will advance you three months' wine money. If you lose, you are not allowed to drink for three months. Do you want to gamble or not?"

"Nonsense!" Xie Junhe got on his horse and galloped away without even saying hello.

The storyteller couldn't hold back his laughter behind him. Yan Hong asked him why he was laughing, and he laughed even louder: "I remembered a story." When the drinkers heard the "story", they couldn't wait to gather around him until he unfolded his paper fan and walked to the stage.

, started speaking leisurely.

Pegasus gallops on the mountain road like a falcon, the hoofbeats sound like war drums, and the whips sound like thunderbolts.

On the top of the black stone cliff, Chu Tao stands alone. The sun breaks through the clouds and shines towards the eastward river. New green has quietly sprouted, and the twigs are trembling in the slightly cold wind. Soon, it will be the time when flowers and plants are in full bloom. Stone

On the steps, the snow on the stone pavilion has not yet melted, and mottled white can still be seen. This place is inaccessible, but he often comes here to gaze at the long river water under the rolling clouds and the undulating outline of the other side. It is also a good place to enjoy the sunset.

Xie Junhe's black clothes seemed to be pressing down on him like a dark cloud: "Are you crazy? Are you riding a horse or risking your life?"

"You lose." Chu Tao raised the wine gourd in his hand and threw it down the cliff.

"Hey!" Xie Junhe was furious, but it was too late to stop him.

"I am willing to admit defeat."

Xie Junhe Gan stared at him for a long time, unable to think of anything to retort, so he sat down under the tree and crossed his legs angrily: "If you lose, you lose!" They casually fiddled with the grass blades that were swaying in the wind. They only blamed themselves on their own whims.

After agreeing to race with him, no wonder the storyteller couldn't stop laughing when he stepped out of Ningxiang Pavilion. Thinking about it carefully, he was always a loser: no matter how many heroes were in the South Bank Jockey Club back then, they couldn't stop Chu Tao from riding a brilliant horse, let alone this mountain road.

He has been running for twenty years, and he is very familiar with many ravines and canyons. How can there be any reason to lose? Chu Tao had intentionally not allowed him to drink, so he just made an excuse.

"Then if something happens to Ningxiang Pavilion, I won't care!"

Chu Tao ordered without compromise: "From today on, you will live in the backyard of the Chu Mansion and be responsible for the security of the Chu Mansion and the safety of the Qi family's special envoys. As for the manpower, Uncle Wang has assigned it. If it is insufficient, they can be mobilized at any time with the Purple Jade Order. They will be dispatched as soon as possible.

arrive."

"Who are you sending to mobilize so many troops?"

Chu Tao smiled sadly and uttered three words: "Leng Fengyi."

Is she the special envoy of the Qi family? Xie Junhe laughed loudly: "The last time she came with her brother, she didn't see you like this."

"Shut up!" Chu Tao shouted back loudly.

I had no choice but to follow his back in a daze without saying a word.

"Master Qi approved her request for military service. I, Chu Tao, admire her for having such courage. But who will win is yet to be seen." The sonorous voice was loud and clear. Chu Tao had not mentioned this name for a long time. Ever since Leng Fengyi left Nan'an, people around her

No one dares to mention it anymore.

"What a waste!" Xie Junhe stood up and shook off the grass ashes on his body, stirring up dust. "I'll go find Uncle Wang."

"You ask him to wait for me in the study at sunset."

Chu Tao faced the river wind, holding his head up high defiantly, even though the sunlight was dazzling. The fields were quiet, and only he and the stone cliff were left in the empty world, silently watching the long river. Many grievances and grievances in the rivers and lakes are all due to

The barrier of the river rises. Will the woman in the green skirt of the past walk out from behind the trees on the Black Rock Cliff, with a smile like the sun, surrounded by enchanting flowers? No way. He knows,

The pure years have long been disrupted by right and wrong.

But he still waited where he was, day after day.

Leng Fengyi is finally coming back.
Chapter completed!