It is rumored that Master Lan Wuyan, a famous artist who temporarily lives in Handan, will talk about the learning of famous generals of the Han Dynasty in the celebrity restaurant on June 24. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 As soon as the news came out, it immediately made the magnates of the entire Handan City feel a little incredible.

It is surprising to some people that a mere liquor shop can make a sophist stoop to explain.

At this time, in the palace of the king, Tuoba Qian stood on the corner tower of the palace. She was facing the continuous city outside the palace, squinting slightly, and the wind blew past her ears.

Behind her, Xiang Yiming was half-holding the Hidden Forbearance Knife on his chest, and he looked at the girl in front of him, his eyes calmer than usual.

"The wind of Yaoyao, the righteousness of Haohao. Tuoba Qian rested her hand on the railing, and her tone was soft, "You heard me, why didn't you ask me? ”

"What did you hear?" Xiang Yiming's words were cold, but there was a flash of gloom in his eyes.

"Hundreds of miles of wind, the grass is green, the beauty thinks, the bitter is long, the red door is Langlang, and the battle door is unique in the world.

Breaking the east wind, the night is long, the gentleman's wine, the sorrow, the stars are shining, and the love of Ziqian is tuoba. ”

Tuoba Qian's hand resting on the railing tightened, and she sang. This nursery rhyme is the most catchy song in Handan recently, and it is passed on by the children in the streets and alleys.

After the song ended, Tuoba Qian raised her hand and twisted the hair on the sideburns of her ears, she turned her head slightly, "Yiming, it's been several years, why haven't you changed at all, you can tell me why you don't ask me?"

As soon as Tuoba Qian finished speaking, Xiang Yiming was silent, and the hand holding the handle of the knife was trembling faintly.

"That's good, I bless you. ”

After a long time, Xiang Yiming turned around, he grabbed the hilt of the knife, and walked along the corridor of the palace, his voice sounding very casual.

"Stop!" Tuoba Qian screamed, she turned to stare at Xiang Yiming's background, "What are you afraid of? I like you..."

Xiang Yiming paused, and he suddenly remembered his father, the man who went to the battlefield but couldn't take care of his wife and children. His hands were clenched tighter and tighter, but his tone was becoming more and more casual, "I don't like you, you should find an ordinary person to live quietly." At that time, I would beg for a cup of happy wine to drink, blow the wind on the eaves, look at the bright moon, and bless you and him for a long time. ”

Xiang Yiming's words were like a sharp awl nailed into Tuoba Qian's heart, she smiled and cried, her skirt slightly swinged, "Okay, I will listen to your words and find an ordinary person and live a quiet life; I would give birth to a bunch of white and chubby dolls for him and live by the sea, and when the child grew up, I would tell my child that my mother had met a man before, but that man was mute. ”

"Well, then I bless you." Xiang Yiming shrugged his shoulders and stumbled as he took a step forward. He steadied his leaning body, his eyes slightly sour, tears falling.

The distance between the two gradually widened, and the distance between the two of them filled with the wind.

On the other side of the corner tower, about 20 meters, a man and a woman stand on top of a flying pavilion. The two of them looked at Tuoba Qian and Xiang Yiming from afar, and their eyes seemed a little hesitant and hesitant.

"Yiming doesn't seem to have a very pleasant conversation with your future brother-in-law. Li Ziqian smiled and tilted his head diagonally, "I guess I should explain it?"

After hearing this, the snow goose beside him shook his head and looked at Li Ziqian, "When the nursery rhyme gradually rose, I was in Handan." It's no accident that words and phrases don't rhyme, but they spread. ”

"How can a child's words rhyme, and it is strange that they rhyme. Li Ziqian understood what Xue Yan was referring to, and he raised his hand, "At this time, Dayu has not been built for a long time, and now there can be no fighting in this Handan City." ”

"Da Yu is Da Yu, I heard Yiming say that you are from Yue. Xue Yan smiled lightly, "Why should the Yue people care about Da Yu? The first half of the song is good, very contradictory nursery rhyme." ”

"The man on the throne is my sworn brother. Li Ziqian looked at Tuoba Qian's silhouette and didn't pay attention to what Xue Yan said behind, "In the past, that little girl always liked to join in the fun, I heard that the celebrity wine shop in Handan City had a storytelling on the 24th of this month, which was said to be hosted by the famous Lan Wuyan. ”

"The sophist?"

Xue Yan snorted lightly, although she knew very little about the Hundred Schools of Thought. But the name of the famous Lan Wuyan, she has still heard of it. Although Lan Wuyan has no political strategy or economic proposition, the authority of the kingdom wants to use his hand to intimidate the world.

"Yes, Lan Wuyan, who is known as a sophist, this storytelling must be very exciting. Li Ziqian smiled at the corner of his mouth, "Call the two of them too, and you have to persuade them well." ”

"Hehe...."Xue Yan heard Li Ziqian's words, she laughed softly, looking at Tuoba Qian's slightly depressed back, her eyebrows showed melancholy, "I'll go and see, that younger brother of mine doesn't understand women at all." ”

"Hmm" Li Ziqian nodded, and the two passed shoulders. One to the right and one to the left.

When he got out of the palace, Li Ziqian turned left, walked into a tea house along the path of Handan, ordered a pot of flower tea, and looked at the road full of tourists through the gap between the bamboo curtains.

Half an hour later, the bamboo curtain was opened. Two men with long swords on their backs walked in and removed their hats across the darkness of the room.

"Qingxun, you're here. Li Ziqian was still looking at the crowded road, he took a sip of flower tea, and said with a sigh, "I can't imagine that you can also taste the flower tea of Yue in Dayu, do the guests you invited love to drink tea?"

When he said this, Li Ziqian looked at the man standing next to Qing Xun.

The man next to him was fair-skinned, his eyes were cloudy brown, and he was an impure-blooded feathered man. On the long sword behind it is faintly engraved with the word "Resentment", "Resentment" is a famous sword, from the hand of a famous Xuangong master, a blade that kills people without drinking blood.

"I've heard of its name for a long time, but I haven't tasted tea. The man sat down and poured himself a cup of flower tea, and the mellow fragrance of tea was gone.

"The heroic Xu Han also knows the flower tea of Yue Kingdom, I don't know what nationality Brother Xu Han is?" Li Ziqian looked at the man opposite and asked.

"Orphans, wanderers, no country. Xu Han took a sip of tea, and he said very lightly, "The Battle of Changping, I owe you a favor to the Xia League, I don't like to owe people." ”

"What do you call Qingxun to contact me?" Li Ziqian knocked on the table with his hand, "What happened back then, but it was just that everyone took what they needed at that time, and you don't need to remember it." ”

"Perhaps." Xu Han replied, the teacup in his hand "banging" on the table, "Someone asked me to protect one person for 5,000 gold baht." ”

"Who?"

"Tuoba Qian, I didn't answer. This matter is related to the Yin and Yang family, and I don't want to get involved. When Xu Han said this, he stood up, "Now, we don't owe anything." ”

Xu Han's words made Li Ziqian silent, and he knocked on the table with his hand, "Who asked you to do things and what does it look like?"

"It's out of bounds, we have rules in this business. Xu Han shook his head, he valued the promises and rules between the rivers and lakes.

"Send it off, Qingxun. Li Ziqian didn't embarrass Xu Han, he looked at the tea in the teacup and commanded lightly.

"Yes."

The bamboo curtain was opened by Qing Xun, and the two put on their hats and walked out one after the other. In the room, the teacup in Li Ziqian's hand cracked with a "bang", and several blood marks appeared on his hands.

(Zhang Yi in the previous chapter was changed to Zifeng, and the name was repeated.) Zifeng is based on the Japanese wandering swordsman in the setting, and I will unfold the plot, and this character will also become flesh and blood. ）