Soon after, a new house was built on the site of the ruins. It was almost the same as before, except that everything from the roof, walls to stove and furniture was new. Whether it was because of his sensitive nose or his mood, Song Yang could always smell a burnt smell.
Pasty taste.
One night, Song Yang wielded a shovel and dug out the third wooden box buried by Imperial Physician You from the front yard. He opened the lid and saw a treasure blooming in front of him. The night was swept away, and the small courtyard suddenly became bright. Song Yang was shocked.
, hurriedly closed the lid. Fortunately, at midnight, every household was deeply asleep and no one noticed.
The three-foot-tall coral tree is as red as blood; the luminous pearl as big as a dragon eye circulates with mysterious light; the seven ancient jade bis are inscribed with ancient characters, and I don’t know what they record; the almost transparent small incense burner has a texture that is thicker than ice.
It is transparent and resembles the legendary "water jade", with various gemstones dotted in it... What Imperial Physician You left behind was actually a large box of rare treasures.
No matter which one it is, it should be regarded as "priceless".
Only now did Song Yang know that the two of them actually guarded a treasure and lived in poverty for almost eighteen years. Song Yang suddenly smiled. It seemed that his uncle was not too stupid to exchange these treasures for money... Any time
As long as it appears on the market, it will cause countless troubles.
Song Yang played with a few bright gems, wondering pointlessly where his uncle got so many treasures... The gems kept bumping and tinkling in his hands, and it sounded so good.
In the end, Song Yang buried the box back in its original place, and only chose a piece of cat's eye to wear on his body. Doctor You kept nothing else, but kept this gem as a thought.
The next day, Song Yang went to find Liu Ersi. Ersi got some ropes from nowhere, tied them to his goat, and waved his whip past the coachman Yin. He was having a great time, even his lizard friend.
They were all left aside... After Song Yang pulled the carriage back, Er Sha came to his house when he had time, climbed on the carriage and went to play.
Song Yang didn't stop him, and all the traps in the carriage were in the dark, so Er Sha couldn't find him. However, Er Sha's liking for him grew day by day, and he clamored to give him a sheep, but he never saw him.
I brought sheep here.
It is a custom in Nanli that if an elder is suddenly injured and does not travel far, he should stay at home for six months. Song Yang followed the rules of the younger generation and set up a mourning hall, a memorial tablet, and three scented flowers every morning, lunch and evening.
The days were dull and simple. Song Yang used this time to calm down and practice Qigong seriously. Occasionally, skylarks would fly from Kyoto. Ren Xiaoqiao never took things seriously and did not even talk about her own current situation. It was all nonsense; Song Yang
She didn't tell her about Doctor You's death. After all, Doctor You had nothing to do with Ren Xiaoqiao.
Six months passed by in a blink of an eye, and Song Yang turned eighteen.
The art of blood refining fell short, and Doctor You's half-life plan left only six months behind.
The wake period is over, and the day agreed to meet Gu Zhaojun has also arrived.
Gu Zhaojun arrived as promised that night, still smiling but not smiling. He kept politely saying "Nao Nuo, Nao Nuo", entered the door and took a seat, with his hands in his sleeves as usual. This was good, Song Yang didn't have to pour him tea.
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But Song Yang also became curious: "You never take your hands out in front of outsiders? What do you do when you eat?"
Gu Zhaojun responded: "Someone has fed me. It has been like this since I was a child. It has been for decades."
"Rich man." Song Yang commented and then turned to the topic: "Did you find anything?"
"Do you really want to hear it? Or do you really want to avenge Doctor You? I would advise you to think carefully..."
Song Yang didn't have much patience: "I've thought about it a long time ago, let's talk about it."
"The Dragon Bird Sword you mentioned has appeared." For some reason, Gu Zhaojun's tone was unusually low. Then when he saw Song Yang's eyebrows raised, he shook his head and said, "Don't be anxious, just listen to what I have to say first.
Three months ago, the Khan of Quanrong in Northern Xinjiang sent a message to Emperor Yan Jingtai. The general meaning is that Quanrong will send ten warriors to the pass to challenge the ten top masters of Yan and ask Emperor Jingtai if he dares to accept the challenge."
Over the years, the battle between Quanrong and Dayan has become increasingly fierce. They fought several major battles, each with its own victory or defeat. Although the Yan army suffered heavy casualties, Quanrong's iron hoofs were still unable to take even half a step into the pass.
Emperor Jingtai was tough at home and brave enough to fight externally, so he naturally accepted the challenge. However, he felt that the competition between the two countries was not exciting, so he simply sent a letter to the Northwest Uighurs, Western Tibet and Nanli, inviting the other three countries to select warriors and come to Yandu to compete.
The meaning of Emperor Jingtai is very clear. Simply defeating Quanrong is nothing, but winning the first place among the Five Kingdoms is something interesting.
It was a matter of state affairs, and several countries, including Nanli, agreed and agreed to fight for the championship in the capital of Yan State in front of the Yan people in the Dragon Boat Festival next year, and the conference was named "First Grade".
It sounds like child's play, but Song Yang knows that Jingtai can do it. When he killed the 'Tiansha Demon Star' and killed countless babies, it was also child's play for the emperor.
After introducing the cause and effect, Gu Zhaojun coughed, cleared his throat, and finally got to the point: "Since it is a martial arts competition, there must be a prize... The Dragon Bird Sword you asked me to find is one of the prizes."
Gu Zhaojun thought that as soon as the words came out, Song Yang would either be dumbfounded or grit his teeth, but Song Yang was unexpectedly calm and just frowned slightly: "Is the dragon bird in the hands of Emperor Jingtai?"
Such an understatement gave Gu Zhaojun an awkward feeling as if his punch had failed.
Song Yang didn't pay attention to Gu Zhaojun's expression, and continued in a calm tone: "The murderer is the emperor? Or the murderer dedicated the knife to the emperor... Also, the knife is mine, I have to get it back." As he said that, he turned his head.
Looking at Gu Zhaojun: "Whether it's holding a knife or tracking down the murderer, I have to participate in this 'First Rank'."
Gu Zhaojun's tone was helpless: "You can go if you want to? The 'First Rank' is a national event and a national competition. No matter whether you are a famous martial artist or a martial arts leader, you are not qualified to be on stage. You must first be selected by your country and be listed as a participating warrior before you have a chance.
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Song Yang laughed and muttered: "It's like the Olympics, wild athletes can't do it."
Gu Zhaojun was confused: "What are you talking about in your sleep?"
Song Yang waved his hand, indicating that he didn't need to take it seriously, and continued to talk about serious things: "Nanli still has to select warriors, let's do it step by step." Tiangan Dingzi is already outstanding among young people, Song Yang feels that he should have it
Hope, not to mention he is also good at administering poisons and medicines, he will go to that 'First Grade' meeting no matter what.
Let’s not talk about revenge, let’s just talk about the ‘sword’. The Dragon Bird was given to him by Imperial Physician You, so how could he not fight for it.
What Song Yang didn't expect, Gu Zhaojun still shook his head: "It still doesn't work. As far as I know, Nanli does not select people from among the people. The emperor has already sent a decree to select good players from Kuitang." Kuitang, Nanli Dynasty became
It has been established by gathering domestic masters and has a history of more than a hundred years. Not only Nanli, several other major countries also have similar institutions.
Song Yang frowned: "What about the other four countries?" He would go to whichever country selected from among the people. He didn't care who represented him in the 'First Grade' competition. Song Yang knew better than anyone else who he was fighting for.
of.
"The Uyghurs are too far away, I don't know. Quanrong has already decided on the candidates; Yan has not moved much, probably the same as Nanli. Tubo has been very lively recently. The lords of various vassals are selecting warriors, but they will not accept Han masters. In addition, I advise
You should also wait a moment..." As he spoke, Gu Zhaojun counted the time and spoke again: "You don't have to wait too long, things may change in an hour or two."
Song Yang was puzzled, but he didn't ask any more questions. He picked up the cup and drank some water: "If you are thirsty, you can find a solution by yourself. Don't expect me to feed you water."
"I'm not thirsty, and I don't have to worry about anything." When Song Yang asked a question, Gu Zhaojun would definitely answer it. It was always like this...
Less than an hour later, a series of crisp cries suddenly came from the night sky. Gu Zhaojun blew his whistle in response. A moment later, a fiery red bird flew quickly from outside the door. In Middle-earth, birds are messengers.
It is an important tool, and top-grade skylarks will receive training and take medicine after hatching to overcome night blindness.
The little bird landed on Gu Zhaojun's shoulder and kept chirping. The smile on Gu Zhaojun's face became stronger and stronger.
The situation in front of him was clearly a little bird "reporting important matters" to Gu Zhaojun. No matter how indifferent Song Yang was, he couldn't help but widen his eyes. He had never thought of such an unbelievable thing, even if Gu Zhaojun could hear it.
I understand the language of birds, but with that little head of a bird, it can speak a complete set of meanings?
The red bird chirped for a long time. It seemed that it had finished talking, and flew away with its wings. Song Yang blinked, looked at the direction it was leaving, and then looked back at Gu Zhaojun: "It, you...
…Can you really understand it?”
Gu Zhaojun was stunned and suddenly burst into laughter: "You don't understand! Red sparrows are good news, black sparrows are bad news. You don't need to stay up all night to sing, as long as you can distinguish the colors!"
Song Yang was stunned: "Then what is it called?"
"It flew all the way in the middle of the night to deliver a message to me, so why don't you let it bark a few times?" Gu Zhaojun answered matter-of-factly.
Then, he suppressed his smile and repeated: "Red sparrow, this is good news. If what I expected is correct, it won't be long before the Nanli court will issue a list to select warriors from the army and the people. Don't worry.
Just wait."
Song Yang was puzzled: "Why? Isn't Kuitang appointed by default?"
"Kuitang was suddenly hit by an unknown fire, causing heavy casualties. All those who had names were burned to coke."