From Tongyifang, where Li Xin'an and Pei Min live, to Tongjifang, where Wu Wendeng lives, it takes an hour to walk with ordinary people's foot strength, and several people set out before dawn.
Li Xin'an walked excitedly on the street, and Wu Xiang trotted to follow him. Behind him, San Yu and Zhang Siyuan walked slowly with their hands behind their backs.
"Mr. Sanyu, you seem to have a strong prejudice against Xueyitang." Zhang Siyuan said calmly.
Sanyu glanced at him and chuckled: "With all due respect, I really don't like a killer organization that works for traitors, no matter how powerful it is!"
"It's just that the young master is now the master of the Blood Clothes Hall. Don't take your anger out on him because of your prejudice against the Blood Clothes Hall."
"I seem to have heard similar words from Xu Fu." Sanyu said, "Who do you think I am, Sanyu? Well, you are not familiar with me, but you must know who my master Pei Min is.
Old man, I don’t like others being wronged the most. If I had a prejudice against my junior brother, I don’t know how I would be treated!”
Sanyu stopped and said solemnly: "No matter what Xin'an's status is, he is my junior brother. As long as he does not take an evil path, I will not have any discrimination against him, even if he is the master of your Blood Clothes Hall.
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"Then... what if he goes astray?" Zhang Siyuan said.
"I will kill him." Sanyu said firmly.
Zhang Siyuan laughed loudly.
"Mr. Sanyu is indeed a gentle man, but the old man is too reckless."
The two of them started walking again, and Zhang Siyuan said: "The young master is not that kind of person. He is very kind and cannot take evil paths."
"Since you know your junior brother's temperament, you shouldn't give him the position of the leader of the Blood Clothes Hall. Even with his life experience, the Blood Clothes Hall belongs to him." San Yu said, "He left the Li Mansion and severed ties with Li Linfu.
, he should have been a free man. If you give him the Bloody Clothes Hall now, you will undoubtedly add another burden to him, and it is a burden full of blood."
"Full of blood? That was before." Zhang Siyuan smiled, "A long time ago, Xin'an's grandfather talked to me about an issue. The Blood Clothes Hall has always made a living by killing people. Isn't it too biased? Although Jianghu has always acquiesced to this kind of force.
It exists, but it is not the right path after all. Sooner or later, the Blood Clothes Hall will be wiped out by others. Although we have embraced Li Linfu, we will only live a few more years."
"When the birds are gone, the good bow is hidden. When the cunning rabbit dies, the running dogs are cooked. If we work for Li Linfu, we will die in his hands sooner or later."
"So Xin An's grandfather was thinking about how to move the Blood Clothes Hall, change his name, and become an ordinary gangster force, at least living a stable life. But before the plan was implemented, his grandfather died, and the matter was settled.
Until peace of mind appears."
"So you want to take advantage of Xin'an's departure from the Li Mansion to hand over the Bloody Clothes Hall to him and let him fly away with the Bloody Clothes Hall?"
Zhang Siyuan nodded, "Yes, this is the best way I can think of. Li Linfu was very tolerant of Xin'an out of his debt to Xin'an's mother. When I said that I wanted Xin'an to inherit the Xueyitang,
He knew what I meant, but he didn't object. Perhaps, he also hoped that his son would have someone to protect him when he walked around the world."
"But he has a master and a senior brother behind him. We will protect him. The Blood Clothes Hall is really useless!" San Yu said.
"You are right. In front of a world-leading master of the Heavenly Realm, Blood Clothes Hall is really not enough. However, we, Blood Clothes Hall, don't believe you just like you don't trust us! Mr. Pei Min is about to leave for Tubo.
One or two years, he will definitely not be able to come back. The young master is only five years old, can he follow you to the border? He can't go, so how much suffering will he have to endure in the past two years! It's hard to wait until Mr. Pei Min
What happens after he comes back? The emperor will reward him based on his merits. Mr. Pei Min will either stay in the capital, become a high official in the border areas, or continue to stay in the frontiers. In either case, he is a member of the officialdom, not an innocent person.
People. Mr. Pei Min knows the temperament of the young master, and you know it too. What he wants is freedom, not a stable life under the care of an official. The young master is determined not to stay with Mr. Pei Min for more than ten years! Ten years later, he
If something happens to him, what will Mr. Pei Min do? Should he use his military power to kill the other party to avenge the young master? Or go and kill him alone? Neither will work! The former is treason by arbitrarily deploying troops, while the latter is treason.
malfeasance."
"So, you are unreliable! The young master's sword must be held in his own hands."
"But the sword of Xueyitang is very dirty and full of blood."
"So, before I handed the sword to the young master, I had already washed all the blood off the sword."
Sanyu turned his head and said in shock: "You..."
"Hey, Grandpa Zhang, senior brother, why are you two walking so slowly!" Li Xin'an's voice came from far away, and the two of them looked forward. Li Xin'an and Wu Xiang were already dozens of meters away from them.
A little further away, a group of armored soldiers with shining cold light surrounded the street.
Tongjifang, here we are.
Zhang Siyuan turned around and said with a smile: "Let's go there."
Sanyu said nothing.
"Why are you two walking so slowly?" Li Xin'an crossed his arms across his chest and said displeased.
Zhang Siyuan chuckled, took out the Prime Minister's documents from his arms, and handed them to the soldiers guarding the street.
San Yu handed over Pei Min's warrant.
The soldier looked left and then again, dumbfounded. He had never encountered a situation where the Prime Minister of the Tang Dynasty and the Sword Master of the Tang Dynasty had to pass through his defense area at the same time.
Let alone the same time, he has never met anyone!
"Two...two of you, please come in!" The soldier handed the things back, said humbly, and waved to the people behind him to get out of the way.
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When the four people, two big and two small, had gone away, someone came over and asked curiously: "Captain, who are those four people? Why did you let them pass?"
"Those are the people of the Prime Minister and the Sword Master." The soldier captain wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "We can't afford to offend him, why don't we let him go?"
"But there are still two children, so we need to check them."
"What's the investigation! What's the investigation!" the soldier captain scolded, "If the superiors investigate, you will die for me!"
"But... Master Jiang said..."
"Master Jiang, Master Jiang, you just listen to Master Jiang!" The captain slapped the soldier on the head, "You are stunned, aren't you? You were suspicious of a corner two days ago, and now you are even thinking about two adults.
Stop, you fucking want to ride on my head!"
"What the hell!" the soldier said with a smile, "How dare I? I just want to gain credit for you, captain, and make you look embarrassed!"
"That's pretty much it." The captain clapped his hands with satisfaction and whispered: "Besides, do you think he dared to stop Mr. Jiang just because he was here? Who is Pei Min? The Sword Master of the Tang Dynasty! Someone who has taught the swordsmanship of a saint is considered
The saint is half a teacher! As for the prime minister——"
His voice became even lower: "Isn't Mr. Jiang just the prime minister's dog?"
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The first round of searches has passed. Although the Imperial Guards are still guarding the outside of Fangshi to strictly check the passers-by, the inside of Fangshi is much more relaxed. After all, the people still have to live. Locking them at home for a day or two will not be enough.
Okay, but if time goes by and the people have no rice, food, or money, big trouble will happen!
Nowadays, there are only twos and threes of pedestrians and scattered stalls and shops on the street, which adds a bit of fireworks to this market.
But there were still soldiers running in the streets, shouting: "Grab that woman..."
"Brother, where is Wu Wenden? Take me there quickly!" Li Xin'an pulled Chang Yu and ran straight to the street.
"Hey, junior brother, you're going the wrong way!" Sanyu said helplessly, "This way you are going, you will never be able to get the sword in your life."
"Oh." Li Xin'an blushed and let go of her hand.
Sanyu led them to a small alley, and after walking around in the intricate alleys for a long time, they came to a wide road.
Sanyu pursed his lips, "Well, that's it."
Li Xin'an followed his gaze and looked over.
The place where Sanyu's eyes fell was no longer a yard, but a dilapidated wooden house. The roof was sparsely covered with thatch, which made people wonder if the roof of this house had been damaged by wind or rain.
It's gone.
Two dilapidated wooden doors were tightly closed, and two water jars were placed next to the door. The lids were covered and covered with dust. It looked like no one had opened them for a long time, and it seemed like an abandoned house without anyone living in it.
A white shabby flag hangs on the eaves, just like a tea shop and a wine shop facing the street. But the flag does not say "tea" or "wine", but a hammer.
"Senior brother, is this the residence of the master craftsman Wu Wendeng?" Li Xin'an frowned and asked in disbelief.
Sanyu nodded.
"But...it doesn't look like anyone lives here."
"Who knew that this weird craftsman likes to tidy up the house as if it is unoccupied, but in fact there is a hidden world inside."
"Then what does that hammer mean?" Li Xin'an pointed at the white flag.
Zhang Siyuan took over the words: "That is the symbol of craftsmen. There are also rivers and lakes among craftsmen. When a craftsman arrives at a place, he will set up his own flag to declare that this is his territory. When other craftsmen come here, they see
With this flag, they know that there is an owner here, and they will go elsewhere. This is the rule of the craftsman."
"The craftsmen are not Jianghu people, but they still have some rules." Li Xin'an sighed.
"Wherever there are people, there are rivers and lakes. Do you think rivers and lakes are all about fighting and killing?" Zhang Siyuan said with a smile.
"Then what if a foreign craftsman hangs a flag where there is a flag and competes with him for territory?"
Zhang Siyuan shook his head, "I don't know. There will definitely be a winner among them, and the loser will go away. As for the method of victory, I don't know that outsiders can know."
"Xue Yi Tang doesn't know either?" Li Xin'an tilted his head and said.
Zhang Siyuan smiled and said, "My little hall master, what do you think the Blood Clothes Hall does? If you go up to the court to inspect the court and go down to prison, how can you have the time to mind the business of this craftsman!"
"You said that wherever there are people, there are rivers and lakes!" the young master muttered.
Zhang Siyuan had no choice.
"Okay, Grandpa Zhang, come and get the sword with me!" Li Xin'an took the lead, walked towards the dilapidated wooden house, and patted the door.
Dust and sawdust fell, Zhang Siyuan frowned, the door creaked open, and one eye was carefully exposed.
"Who are you looking for?"
The voice sounded very young, maybe a boy of fourteen or fifteen years old.
Sanyu stepped forward and said, "Pei Min's first disciple, Sanyu, came to get the sword."
The eye looked at the four people carefully, and then carefully looked to both sides. Seeing that there was no one there, he carefully opened the door.
"Come in."
The room was stuffy, the sun shone through the thatched roof, and you could clearly see the dust floating in the air.
A strong smell of sulfur hit his face. Li Xin'an walked into the room, took a deep breath, then choked and coughed violently.
Wu Xiang hurriedly patted his back to cheer him up.
"You're here."
A sharp voice like a rooster suddenly reached everyone's ears, a bell rang crisply, a door curtain was lifted, and an old man with disheveled hair walked out on crutches.
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came out.
The young man who opened the door rushed up to help him.
The old man waved his hand, walked tremblingly in front of Li Xin'an, and looked at it carefully.
Through the old man's disheveled hair, Li Xin'an saw the old man's blind eye and the black tattoos on his face.
"Are you Pei Min's new apprentice?"
Li Xin'an swallowed, nodded, and said no more.
He pointed at Sanyu, "I have put the swords in the three boxes on the table, and the scabbards are ready. You can take them and leave."
Li Xin'an looked along the old man's hand, and sure enough, there were three long boxes neatly placed on the table where there was a mountain of debris.
Sanyu walked over and opened the three boxes, and out came the three framed swords.
He pulled one of them open, and the cold light shone in the dim room. The sword was smooth and hard, and the black hilt was tightly wrapped in black iron and wrapped with gray linen. A small initials were carved on the end of the hilt.
Head, fangs bared.
This was his "stop". Satisfied, Sanyu put it back into its scabbard and pulled out the other two.
The hilt of a sword was jet black, and was inlaid with silver foil according to the layout of seven stars. The sword was small and exquisite, only as long as an ordinary person's little finger. The sword was slender, with magnificent runes and patterns engraved in the middle to serve as a blood groove.
This is Li Xin'an's "White Rainbow". Sanyu threw the sword to Li Xin'an, who immediately started touching it fondly.
Sanyu opened the last sword, the "Guanri". The originally flat and smooth sword had been dented on both sides by the hammer. The fish scale pattern on the middle of the sword was gone, replaced by brown streaks running through the sword.
It is red, but the two blades of the sword are filled with bursts of cold light.
He walked back and handed "Guanri" to Wu Xiang.
Wu Xiang took the sword, his eyes shining with a strange light.
"Thank you, Mr. Wu." Chang Yu bowed his head and said, "May I ask the price..."
Wu Wenden waved his hand and said in his rooster voice: "No matter what the price is, Mr. Pei Min has asked me to do my best. How can I collect money?"
"This...is against the rules." Sanyu was a little embarrassed, "If you don't accept the money, my master will definitely blame me."
He put two ingots of silver on the table and said, "This is one thousand taels, sir. Please accept it."
Wu Wenden sighed, "Okay, okay, I'll take the money, and I still need to rest. Please go slowly."
Li Xin'an heard Wu Wendeng's rooster voice, which was really funny, and asked: "May I ask Mr. Wu, your voice..."
Wu Wenden glanced at him, turned around, and walked towards the door curtain. As he walked, he said: "When I was young, I secretly learned Mohist skills and accidentally killed someone. I was drugged, my throat was ruined, I got tattoos, and I was broken."
His face was damaged, his spine was broken, and he will not be able to straighten his back for the rest of his life. Haha... not worth mentioning, not worth mentioning..."
"Everyone, walk slowly."
"Wait a moment!"
Zhang Siyuan suddenly called out to Wu Wendeng, and the latter's hand that lifted the door curtain stopped in mid-air.
"What do you want?"
Zhang Siyuan said calmly: "Why is Mr. Wu so anxious to let us go?"
Wu Wenden smiled and said: "You have already got the sword, what are you going to do if you don't leave? I never like to entertain guests. I have already been polite to you for Mr. Pei Min's sake. Don't push yourself too far."
After that, he stepped inside.
"I'm afraid, it's not that Mr. Wu doesn't like entertaining guests, but he is afraid that we will disturb your good deeds!"
"I really didn't expect that Mr. Wu, despite his age, would still care about having sex in bed. I feel ashamed of myself, old man!" Zhang Siyuan shook his head with regret.
Wu Wenden turned his head stiffly and said coldly: "What do you mean?"
Zhang Siyuan smiled and said: "Although your house is full of the smell of sulfur, you still can't hide it from me. Under the strong smell of sulfur, there is also the smell of women's powder!"
As soon as this statement came out, the expressions of everyone present became strange.
Wu Wenden snorted coldly: "That's a bunch of nonsense!"
"Whether it's nonsense or not, you don't have the final say." Zhang Siyuan said calmly, "Just outside the door, a group of forbidden troops ran past, and I clearly heard that they were arresting a woman. Now the whole city is
Why did they search for Khitan spies?
Catch a woman? The place where Liu Tingyu, the minister of the Ministry of Industry, communicated with the Khitans was a brothel, and a woman happened to appear here. Combined with the search by the imperial army outside the door, I can't help but suspect that you are another Khitan's secret stake.
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He said sternly: "Mr. Wu, I think it's better for you to tell the truth, otherwise you will have to sit in the prison of the Ministry of Punishment."
"That's nonsense!" Wu Wenden still said the same four words, but everyone present could hear the anger and fear in his voice.
Zhang Siyuan said pleasantly: "Then please come with me."
He waved his sleeves and grabbed Wu Wenden's throat.
"Please wait!"
A crisp female voice suddenly sounded, and Zhang Siyuan's movements stopped.
He retracted his right hand and looked indifferently at the woman who appeared behind Wu Wenden.
Under everyone's doubtful and cautious gazes, the scantily clad woman said in Tang Dynasty Mandarin that she was not very proficient in:
"I am not a Khitan spy. I am from the Western Regions. My name is Helan."