Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
Prev Index    Favorite NextPage

Chapter 472: A Little Thing About a Bamboo Scabbard(1/5)

Chen Pingan came to the gate and took off his bamboo hat.
Senior Song is still wearing a black gown, but now he no longer carries a sword, and he is much older.
The Sword Master of Shushui Kingdom had an expression of disbelief on his face and asked in a thick accent: "Gua Wa'er?"
Chen Pingan nodded, shook his head, and finally nodded.
Song Yushao laughed heartily and slapped Chen Ping'an heavily on the shoulder, "Good guy, you are running so fast that I can't even recognize you. Why don't you wear straw sandals and carry a bamboo box? Maybe I will recognize you at a glance."
Chen Pingan asked with a smile: "Want to eat hot pot?"
Song Yushao did not answer the question, but asked: "What happened in the town? Su Lang's sword energy suddenly broke. Does it have anything to do with you?"
Chen Ping'an nodded and said: "I stopped him and beat that Su Lang back to the town. He should not cause trouble to the old senior again."
He didn't make up any random reasons. After all, Senior Song was a veteran he admired very much, and it was difficult to fool him.
It’s just that in the world, truth often seems false and lies seem true.
The old porter didn't believe it, and Song Yushao's grandson Song Fengshan and his wife Liu Qian didn't believe it either.
Only Song Yushao believed it, and took Chen Pingan's arm, "Now that the matter is over, let's go and sit inside. What's the point of worrying about the hot pot? After finishing the hot pot, you paid off the debt, just pat your butt.
You want to leave, how dare I stop you from letting you go? I can't stop you anyway."
Song Fengshan and Liu Qian looked at each other.
The old concierge swallowed secretly.
When Chen Ping'an was about to pass by the old concierge, he stopped, took a step back, and said with a smile: "Look, just say that I'm familiar with you Zhuangzi. Don't stop me next time, or I'll jump over the wall directly."
.”
The old concierge didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He cupped his fists and apologized, "Mr. Chen, it was because of my poor eyesight that I offended you a lot."
Chen Pingan made a gesture of raising his head to drink.
The old concierge understood and gave Chen Pingan a thumbs up.
Song Yushao took Chen Pingan and left.
Song Fengshan did not follow immediately and asked softly: "Lao Qi, what's going on?"
The old concierge then told the previous joke again, telling an embarrassing story of his own happily.
Song Fengshan stretched out a finger and rubbed the center of his brow.
Liu Qian smiled and said: "It's not very good. If word gets out, it will be a big story in the world."
The old concierge smiled unpretentiously.
In the hall of the villa, everyone took their seats, and Liu Qian poured tea herself.
Chen Pingan took a sip of tea and asked curiously: "Did Chu Hao die back then?"
Song Fengshan shook his head and said: "I can't die anymore, but I was replaced by Han Yuanshan. Han Yuanshan has always been good at disguise."
Chen Ping'an suddenly realized.
The earliest Four Evils of Shushui Kingdom at that time, the ancient temple female ghost Wei Wei, Han Yuanshan, the figure of the Demon Cult who was killed by the academy sage Zhou Ju in Jianshui Villa, the last one, far away in the horizon and right before our eyes, is Song Fengshan's
Wife, Liu Qian.
Liu Qian did it for her husband Song Fengshan, and to push the reputation of Jianshui Villa to a higher level.
As for the noble son of the Han family in Xiaochongshan, Han Yuanshan is ambitious, has a deep city, and has good means. He wants to seize the power of a country and become the center of the temple. What Han Yuanshan wants to do in the future is unclear.
Imagine.
Han Yuanshan can accomplish such a big thing. With Chu Hao's face and identity, Chen Ping'an is not surprised that he is covering the sky in Shushui Kingdom's temples and rivers and lakes, but Song Fengshan, Liu Qian and his wife, since they control such a big
The clue is that Han Yuanshan is not really Chu Hao. He targets Jianshui Villa so aggressively. Why is Jianshui Villa unable to fight back? Is Han Yuanshan really not afraid that the Villa will completely tear him apart and reveal his identity?
Song Fengshan seemed to see through Chen Ping'an's doubts and explained with a smile: "Acting is just for people to watch, it is a business. 'Chu Hao' will rely on this to pave the way for Hengdao Villa to join him and unify the world. Han Yuanshan knows that our sword
Shuishan Villa will not be a lackey of the imperial court, so it began to vigorously support Wang Yiran of Hengdao Villa. We have no objection to this. Wang Yiran cares about the title of the largest sect in the world, but we don't care. We just want to use this
We had the opportunity to find a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters, away from the troubles of the world. In exchange, Han Yuan Shanhui, in the name of the Shushui Kingdom, set aside a piece of land on the mountain for us to build a new Zhuangzi. It was a geomantic treasure land that my grandfather had long admired.
Han Yuanshan will strive to get my wife a royal title from the River God. I will refuse all social activities, decline all favors in the world, and practice swordsmanship with peace of mind."
Liu Qian is not an ordinary woman, both in terms of status and talent.
Where there is life, there is hope.
Chen Ping'an hummed, "If you take a step back, the world will be brighter. Brother Song can concentrate on swordsmanship, and my sister-in-law can also find a long-term future. Moreover, the site of the ancestral home is chosen as the mountain temple, which is also a big merit.
There will be ancestral yin and yin virtue to protect the descendants. But the only thing that needs to be paid attention to is the old man and Brother Song. You need to come here from time to time in the future. If the incense of the new mountain god is not clean, it must be cut early. Of course, that is the last step.
Bad results.”
Song Yushao and Song Yushao looked at each other and smiled.
Chen Ping'an understood in his heart that he must have been talking too much. Indeed, both Senior Song and Song Fengshan were actually familiar with things on the mountain, especially the seniors who liked to travel around with swords. Otherwise, they would not have been able to get from Dilong Mountain in the first place.
Xianjia Ferry, buy a sword for Song Fengshan.
Chen Pingan silently told himself that there was no rush and he would stay at the villa for a few days.
After all, it is the Song family's own housework. Chen Ping'an is actually a newbie here, so it's hard to say much or ask questions.
In Chen Ping'an's mind, no matter how others walk in the world, his world will not be that I defeated Su Lang with one punch today, had hot pot with Song Yushuo tomorrow, and returned north with a sword the day after tomorrow. During this period
, without thinking about everything, it seems that from the beginning to the end, there is only the fastest punch, the fastest sword, drinking happily, eating hot pot, learning boxing and swordsmanship, and achieving some achievements, life should be so simple, getting more and more
The less worry and effort you have.
This shouldn't be the case.
Maybe it will be different when you arrive at Beiju Luzhou, a place you are unfamiliar with, and you won't have so many worries.
So after meeting each other, I could only ask more about other people's affairs to delve into some of the Song family affairs.
But one thing is very clear to Chen Ping'an. Being able to give up the ancestral property of the villa here is not a small courage, and the matter is not small.
Especially if Senior Song is willing to nod this way, it is even more difficult.
For the older generation of Jianghu people, their reputation is extremely high. The senior Song Dynasty is the old Jianghu. In fact, Wang Yiran can also count it, but the Green Bamboo Sword Immortal Su Lang from Songxi Kingdom is less likely to count.
Apart from anything else, Su Lang's appearance this time and wielding a sword in a small town was very against the rules.
Because according to the old rules passed down from generation to generation in the world, the old swordsman of Shushui Kingdom and Song Dynasty publicly rejected Su Lang's invitation to fight, and there was no reason or excuse, let alone delaying the fight for a few years.
The leeway is actually equivalent to Song Yushao voluntarily giving up the title of the best swordsman. It is similar to a game of chess. The chess player throws his pieces and admits defeat, but he does not say the three words "I lost". For Song Yushao and these old people, it is just
, what I gave with both hands, in addition to my status and title, was also the reputation and face accumulated throughout my life. It can be said that I gave away half my life.
Song Yushao just looked at Chen Ping'an with a smile. The little melon skin of the past is fine now. I just don't know if I have been drinking for a long time and whether eating is spicy? Do you still believe that drinking can relieve the spicy taste? The old man is especially curious.
Did the girl Chen Pingan longed for back then become a good person after meeting her? Or did she really just say "You are a good person" to her?
After hearing Song Fengshan's reasonable explanation, Chen Ping'an felt a little strange and couldn't help but ask: "Then what's going on with Su Lang? I saw that he was preparing to draw his sword in the small town. It was absolutely true.
I want to tell the difference between life and death with the seniors, not just the level of swordsmanship."
This time it was Song Yushao who personally came to explain Chen Ping'an's doubts: "The Caiyi National Sword God that I respected most back then is probably at the same level as Su Lang is now. Su Lang is extremely talented. After breaking the mirror, he wants to find
A sword-sharpening stone to help him stabilize his realm. After visiting more than ten countries, I, Song Yushao, just happen to be able to use a sword, and I am famous enough, but I am one level behind him, Su Lang... Even if it is half a realm, of course I use it to sharpen my sword.
The best object.”
Song Yushao actually has no interest in drinking tea, but he drinks less now. He only makes exceptions during New Years and holidays. His grandchildren and his wife are very strict, as if they are guarding against thieves. There is nothing he can do, so he just drinks the weakest drink.
,better than nothing.
The old man continued: "It's just Su Lang's trouble that puts me in a bit of a dilemma. If I agree to fight with him, it doesn't matter whether I lose or die, but it will ruin our relationship with Han Yuanshan."
Buy and sell.”
Having said this, Song Yushao took a sip of tea, and Liu Qian quickly stood up and refilled a cup of tea.
Song Yushao complained a little, "Even if I drink a few kilograms of tea, I still don't taste like wine. Now that Chen Ping'an is here, it's not good to treat guests with tea."
Liu Qian was just about to sit down, but since grandpa asked, she continued to stand and said with a smile: "Grandpa, Fengshan has the final say on this matter."
Song Fengshan said with a straight face: "This year's Mid-Autumn Festival, grandpa even finished the drinks for Beginning of Winter and Xiaonian."
Song Yushao sighed and didn't insist.
To be continued...
Prev Index    Favorite NextPage