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Two well-travelled guests came to the Supervisory Office. Both of them were in their weak years, with jade trees facing the wind, like peach trees and pine trees, and of first-class beauty. After the concierge heard that they were here to visit Mr. Cui, he didn't even ask about his identity.
He was quickly led into the official residence and led to the courtyard where Mr. Cui was temporarily staying. He knocked on the door and the concierge respectfully said goodbye.
The person who opened the door was the gentleman who came here to ask for the overwhelming prize on behalf of Confucianism. He had won the reputation of Hebilang when he was young, and had always been regarded as the best candidate to be the next master of Guanhu Academy. He saw
After seeing the two young men, I was both surprised and surprised. I looked at one of the young men leaning against the door and asked with a smile: "Ba Qiao, who is this friend next to you?"
The young man who was called Baqiao said with a playful smile: "This guy is a descendant of the Chen family from Longwei County of the Dayong Dynasty. Brother Cui, just call him Songfeng. This guy is not good at beauty and wine in his life. He only has Shi."
Yanzhiqi, I heard that there are several old pits in the creek here, so I wanted to try my luck. He also has a distant relative who is also accompanying us this time. If it weren't for her, Matsukaze and I wouldn't have delayed
She has only entered the town now. She should have come two days earlier. She doesn’t like to interact with people, so she went to visit the town by herself. Alas, it’s a pity that a bird is a bird. On the way here, I heard that a prince of the Sui Dynasty got the disease.
It's a great opportunity to earn a golden dragon and carp, and I have great hope of making a comeback in the future. I am so greedy that my eyes are red. Brother Cui, take a look, they are all bloodshot, right?"
The young man stretched his head towards the Confucian gentleman. The latter smiled and pushed the head away with his fingers, reminding: "Liu Baqiao, since your trip has been delayed, you should hurry up and get down to business. What are you doing here with me?"
?When did Fengleiyuan’s behavior become so procrastinating?”
The disciple of the Chen family in Longwei County looked apologetic and said with a wry smile: "On the way here, there was a conflict and accident. Brother Baqiao injured the viscera orifice that serves as the sword raising room, so he had to take the risk of moving the natal sword to the Mingtang orifice.
, If it weren’t for my poor cultivation and becoming a burden, I would never have caused Brother Baqiao to be injured."
Liu Baqiao laughed heartily and said: "It's just a few sneaky wild cultivators who managed to injure me by some crooked tricks. Anyway, they are dead souls under my sword and are not worth mentioning! If we weren't in a hurry,
I will build a few tombs for them, set up a tombstone, and write down that they died under the sword of Liu Baqiao on a certain day of a certain year, a certain month, and in the future, when I become the number one swordsman, maybe it will become a scenic spot.
,right?"
The Confucian gentleman had known the genius swordsman of Fengleiyuan for a long time, and knew that he was born with an inconsistent character, so he brought the two of them into the courtyard.
Liu Baqiao suddenly lowered his voice, "Brother Cui, tell me, is the world here about to collapse? Is Mr. Qi, the man from Shanya Academy who migrated here, really determined to act against nature?"
The scholar named Cui turned a deaf ear.
Liu Baqiao chuckled and pointed at Mr. Cui, "I already understand."
The Confucian gentleman seemed to say casually: "Songfeng, I visited Mr. Qi at the school before. When he talked about self-cultivation, he once expressed the feeling that 'time has not waited for me'."
Cultivating one's moral character, managing one's family, governing the country, and bringing peace to the world. This sage seed from the Cui family only stopped talking about cultivating one's moral character.
At first, Chen Songfeng thought it was a polite greeting between scholars, but when he saw the other person's eyes, he suddenly understood. Chen Songfeng immediately understood, cupped his fists and said: "Mr. Cui, I'm going to look for that distant cousin. When I come back,
Then I will ask Sir for advice on how to govern the country."
In Chen Songfeng's words, he intentionally or unintentionally skipped the link of "regulating the family" and only mentioned governing the country.
Chen Songfeng left in a hurry.
The scholar surnamed Cui sighed and sat at the stone table in the small courtyard with Liu Baqiao.
Liu Baqiao crossed his legs and said bluntly: "This Chen Songfeng is smart. He can tell at a glance, but he is too careless about his appearance. At least he can sit down and talk nonsense with you. It won't be too late to leave. He is so anxious."
Go and ask for the ancestral locust leaves? I don’t think it’s necessary. Nowadays, in Dongbaopingzhou, apart from the Chen family of Longwei County, there are still a few prominent surnames left in Dongbaopingzhou. Those locust leaves will not fall into Chen Songfeng’s pocket obediently.
Is it still falling on the laity born and raised in a small town?"
The Chen family of Dongbaopingzhou is respected by the Chen family of Longwei County. Although it has been dormant for a long time, it is just that the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse. Although the power is weak, after all, it is a thousand-year-old noble family that has produced a long line of heroes and heroes in its ancestors.
Therefore, even a prosperous sect like Liu Baqiao's Fengleiyuan does not dare to underestimate him, so even people like Liu Baqiao are willing to associate with him and treat him as half a friend.
The scholar asked curiously: "Are you here to find Master Ruan and ask him to help you make a sword?"
Liu Baqiao hesitated and spoke unclearly.
The general meaning is to do something to help the sect. If it is completed, Fengleiyuan will come forward to make a sword for him to plead with Master Ruan. As for the purpose of that matter, Liu Baqiao seems to be a little hard to explain.
The scholar added: "Did you know that people from Zhengyang Mountain are also here, and they are the master and the servant?"
Liu Baqiao was stunned and said in shock: "I never heard about it. Who came to Zhengyang Mountain?"
Then this young swordsman who was famous for being domineering in Fenglei Garden closed his eyes, clasped his hands together, and prayed: "Don't be the charming Su Fairy. I beg you, it's not Fairy Su who is here to come, otherwise
Should I draw my sword or not? When Fairy Su takes one look at me, I will be stunned. How can I be willing to sacrifice my flying sword..."
The scholar was a little helpless, "Don't worry, it's not your favorite Fairy Su. It's the White Ape who protects the mountain. He is escorting the precious granddaughter of Tao Kui, the ancestor of Chunyang Swordsman in Zhengyang Mountain."
"Old Cui, you are really my lucky star! If it weren't for Fairy Su, everything would be fine!" Liu Baqiao immediately jumped up and down, laughing loudly: "Afraid of him?! How can I be afraid of an old beast?! Anyone in Fenglei Garden can be afraid.
, the only one who doesn’t give in to him is Zhengyang Mountain!”
The scholar hesitated for a moment, "Fengleiyuan and Zhengyang Mountain are originally from the same origin and authentic kendo, so why can't they untie the knot?"
Liu Baqiao stopped his joking expression and said solemnly: "Cui Minghuang, when you go to Fenglei Garden in the future, you must never say a word like this to anyone."
The scholar sighed deeply.
Fenglei Garden, Zhengyang Mountain.
From the ancestor swordsman to the disciple who has just started, the two sides often don't need to disagree. As long as they encounter each other, they will directly draw their swords against each other.
The official porter and the old steward suddenly rushed outside the courtyard gate, and Cui Minghuang and Liu Baqiao stood up at the same time.
The steward walked into the courtyard, saluted, and said, "Mr. Cui, we just received news that Zhengyang Mountain has taken action against a young man named Liu Xianyang."
Liu Baqiao suddenly became furious, "Which Liu Xianyang?!"
The steward had great respect for Mr. Cui. As for the unknown young man in front of him, the old man was not afraid. He replied calmly: "Reporting to this young man, there is only one person named Liu Xianyang in our town."
Liu Baqiao's face changed drastically, and he sneered: "What a Zhengyangshan, you are going too far to bully others!"
Cui Minghuang looked calm and asked: "Will Mr. Qi come forward?"
The steward shook his head and said: "Not yet. I heard that the young man was taken to Master Ruan's sword shop. It is estimated that even if he is not dead, he will only have one breath left. Someone saw with his own eyes that the young man's chest was beaten to pieces by a punch. How can he survive?
Come down."
Cui Minghuang smiled and said, "Thank you, sir, for informing me about this."
The old steward waved his hand quickly, "Don't take it seriously, don't take it seriously. It's my duty to disturb Mr. Cui."
After the steward led the concierge away, Cui Minghuang saw Liu Baqiao sitting back on the stone bench and asked doubtfully: "Did you come just for that boy?"
Liu Baqiao's face was gloomy and uncertain, "That's half of it. It will be very troublesome, big trouble."
Cui Minghuang asked: "It's not just the grievances involving Fengleiyuan and Zhengyang Mountain?"
Liu Baqiao nodded, "Far more than that."
The scholar sat with his hands folded and said softly: "The tree wants to be quiet but the wind is not stopping. It seems that it is time for me to set off to retrieve the Sifang Zhengui. Even if Mr. Qi mistakenly thinks that it is our Guanhu Academy who is adding insult to injury, there is nothing we can do about it."
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Cui Minghuang stood up and said, "I'm going to the school. I'll come back as soon as I go."
After leaving the official residence on Fulu Street, he passed by the Twelve-foot Archway, stopped and looked up at the four-character plaque with the words "Do your duty without giving in".
Under the sun, the scholar put his hand to cover his forehead.
After hesitating for a while, he actually turned around and returned to the official office.
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On Fulu Street, a burly old man with white hair led a girl with a delicate face like a porcelain doll. He did not enter the Lu family's mansion, but went to the Song family. Someone was waiting at the door, welcoming the two into the home, and hanging "
In the main hall with the plaque "Ganlu Hall", a majestic old man stood up, came to the door to greet him, cupped his fists and said, "Li Hong has met Senior Yuan."
The old mountain-moving ape of Zhengyang Mountain nodded casually to the head of the Li family, let go of the little girl's hand, lowered his head and said softly: "Miss, I'm waiting for you at the top of the mountain."
The little girl sat on the threshold of the main hall, fuming and silent.
The head of the Li family said softly: "Senior, don't worry, our Li family will definitely send Miss Tao out of the town safe and sound."
The old ape hummed, "Please help me take care of the young lady this time, even if Zhengyang Mountain owes you a favor. Let me have a few words with the young lady."
The old man immediately left the main hall and ordered that no one in the family should approach the Manlu Hall for more than a hundred steps.
The old man also sat on the threshold and thought for a while, "Miss, there are some things I shouldn't have said to you, but the matter has reached this point and there is no point in hiding it anymore, so I will tell you all. This time in the small town
Okay, it's probably a plot carefully planned by someone. The wife of the Xu family in Qingfeng City can't escape, but she may not be the most important person. The great thing about this trap is that even if the old slave is aware of it, he can't escape.
Jump. Miss, you don’t know that the owner of the Sword Book was once a swordsman who rebelled from Zhengyang Mountain, and he created it himself. According to your grandfather, the most valuable thing about this Sword Book is,
The reason is that although the person who wrote the book, the final achievement of swordsmanship is just touching the threshold of sword immortal, the content of the Sword Book directly points to the great road. Miss, think about it, the Xie family ancestor who has good relations with us in Zhengyang Mountain has such a vision.
I would like to give this Sword Classic the word "extremely high"."
To be continued...