Chapter Twenty-Nine, The Sword in the Market

The spring rain in the beginning of spring always comes suddenly, and countless rains beat on the eaves, splashing countless water.

Archie was lying on the bed, although the wounds on his body had been treated, but the pain was still unbearable, he didn't know that the conversation in a private house in Xianyang City at this moment had a great connection with him.

Xianyang was a little quiet under the heavy rain, the shops on both sides of the street were raining heavily, and it was evening, they were all closed, closed to customers, and under the faint light through the oiled paper, the whole street seemed to have a trace of fireworks.

A moment later, however, the silence was shattered by the sound of horses and soldiers trampling in all directions, and a pair of forbidden soldiers were walking through the streets, ignoring the heavy rain that trampled in the rain and made countless splashes in the rain.

The leader of this group was a man with a huge oil-paper umbrella, he hid under the umbrella, the huge umbrella covered his figure, he walked steadily, as if he was walking in the rain.

These people came all the way to a dilapidated courtyard in the north of Xianyang City, the street where this courtyard is located is called Oil Street, which is a slum area in Xianyang City.

It stands to reason that the forbidden army should not appear in such a place, after all, if there are poor people, it will not be the turn of the forbidden army to come and arrest people, and naturally there will be people from Dali Temple and the city defense camp to deal with it.

These forbidden soldiers came to this courtyard, but they did not take the next step, but all stood outside the courtyard, and the man with a huge oil-paper umbrella also stood in front of the courtyard gate, he did not knock on the door, nor did he push the door in, but just stood there, motionless.

At this moment, a middle-aged man dressed like a down-and-out scholar in this courtyard was drinking a cup of cheapest tea in front of the window, on the wooden table behind him, a carbon fire was burning, and the teapot on it was steaming, the whole room was very warm, he took a sip of tea, he exhaled, and then said, it rained so hard in Xianyang tonight.

The man standing outside the courtyard, holding an oil-paper umbrella, seemed to sense that the people inside had almost drunk their tea, so he pushed the door in.

The scholar who drank tea looked at the people who walked in and said, "It's raining too much, why don't you take a break with a cup of tea?"

Walking to the eaves, the man with the oil-paper umbrella put away the umbrella, revealing a tall and slender figure, he was wearing a black robe, a long sword hanging from his waist, and his face was ordinary, but a pair of eyes flashed a fine light from time to time.

The man walked into the house, rubbed his hands, sighed, and said: With such a heavy rain, you really need to drink a cup of hot tea so that it will be warmer.

The middle-aged man who looked like a scholar watched the man in black pour tea alone with a teapot, and then drank it by himself without speaking.

The man in black took a sip of tea, and then said, "The Holy Lord knows about the general's entrustment of Gu back then, and now Meng Tian is investigating this matter. ”

The middle-aged man who looked like a scholar asked, "Meng Tian?"

Man in Black: "Yes." ”

The middle-aged man who looked like a scholar turned his head, looked at the man in black, and said, "Do you think there is a problem here?"

"At first, I didn't think there was a problem in this, after all, only a few of us knew about the matter of Mr. taking away the young master back then, but why did this news leak out?, after all, among the few people back then, only you and I were alive. ”

The middle-aged scholar thought for a moment and said, "You mean we missed someone?"

The man in black said: "Don't forget, everyone knows that the prince only has two friends, one is the old man of the Bashu Mu family, and the other is the gentleman, but even the old man Mu doesn't know the whereabouts of the gentleman, and he can tell the slightest bit of information, there must be others who know about this, but who is this person?"

The middle-aged scholar turned to look out the window, didn't speak for a long time, and then spoke: "It's been so many years, and Mr. hasn't come out of any news, but the kilometer one is bringing up the old things again at this time, I think it should be planning to take action against the old people back then, but the people of the year are almost dead, and there are only two of us left alone ghosts, it shouldn't be for us, there is only one possibility, the one in the palace is going to do something to this big man in Xianyang." ”

The man in black said, "In the current situation, this is the only reasonable explanation. ”

The middle-aged scholar continued, "But you still don't feel at ease, and you're afraid that the general's orphan will be in some danger, so you came to me?"

The man in black glanced at the scholar and did not speak.

"It's him" The middle-aged scholar suddenly remembered a person.

The man in black said at this time: "This is the purpose of my coming to you today, and I can't leave under such circumstances, so I came to you"

The middle-aged scholar smiled bitterly: "I knew that you didn't have a good job looking for me, this errand is not easy." ”

The man in black said, "I know you have an opinion about the prince's choice back then, but so many years have passed, and now I can't watch the only bloodline left by the prince be cut off." ”

The middle-aged scholar took another sip of tea and said, "Do you want to keep your mouth alive?"

The man in black said, "Don't, since the palace has tried its best to use the old things to set up such a game, they will never care about the life or death of one or two chess pieces, so why should we care about the life or death of their chess pieces, the chess pieces will be pulled out for them directly, lest he will cause some trouble when he is dying." ”

The middle-aged scholar said that he could survive the events of that year, but he was not an ordinary chess piece.

The man in black said: "But his sword has lost its original appearance, it is no longer the original sword, and your sword is exactly the most suitable sword now, after all, that chess piece would not have thought that in a market like Xianyang, there are people like you and people like you with a sword." ”

The middle-aged scholar suddenly laughed: "Are you praising me?"

Man in Black: "Sort of!"

"Huh. ”

Then I'll go, the man in black turned around and walked out of the house, opened the huge oil-paper umbrella, then turned around and said, "Be careful, remember to bring an umbrella, it's raining heavily tonight!"

When the middle-aged scholar heard this, he suddenly felt a little sour in his nose, and then said to the back that had disappeared in the rain: "It's okay!"

After a while, the middle-aged scholar eased up from his emotions, picked up an oil-paper umbrella, turned around and left the small courtyard where he had lived for more than ten years, he had forgotten how long it had been since he left here, and his figure slowly disappeared in the rainy night.

After the scholar left, the small courtyard collapsed in the heavy rain, splashing countless splashes and layers of ash.

............

Ten miles east outside Xianyang City, there is a peach blossom concave, there is a very large manor in the recess, and there is a man living in it, this man's surname is Xia, and his name is light.

It means that people are soft-spoken, but many people in Xianyang City know that his sword is not as light as his name.

At this moment, the man was dressed in green clothes and was drinking, and there was a charcoal fire on the table in front of him, on which a pot of wine was boiling.

Although the entire manor was brightly lit, there were no guards in sight, not even a single servant.

The man drank his wine, and then said to the empty hall, "Why don't you come down and have a glass of wine?" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the middle-aged scholar walked in with an umbrella, and his feet were stained with a lot of rain, so he put away the umbrella, stomped on the ground, and then walked over and sat down.

As if he had come to the house of an old friend for many years, he picked up the wine on the fire, poured himself a glass, and said, "Good wine." ”

Xia said lightly, "The peach blossom wine I brewed is a good wine, but I have been drinking alone all these years, and it is boring to drink, just today you are here, you can let me drink something else." ”

The scholar said, "Maybe this is your last drink, drink more." ”

Xia said lightly, "When that incident happened, you were far away at the border, a few days ago, I wanted to send someone to send you a message, but the prince refused, he said that he should always leave someone to watch Xianyang in the future, because no matter what, we are always Qin people, even if we hide in the corner and watch its scenery." ”

The scholar drank another glass of wine and said, "Why do you say this?"

Xia said lightly, "If my expectations are good, it must be Zuo Mu who asked you to come here today, I have long known that he is not dead, but has been doing things for Zhao Gao in the Right Prime Minister's Mansion, originally I thought it would be him who came today, but I didn't expect it to be you, it seems that over the years, he is still afraid of me." ”

The scholar was a little puzzled, thought for a moment and then said, "What do you mean by this?"

Xia said lightly, "The world thinks that I am the person who is most afraid of death in the palace back then, so when they all died in the palace, I fled, and they all felt that I was afraid of death and defected, so I survived, but why have I been living in this peach blossom recess all these years, for fear that you will not find it and have no place to kill me?"

The scholar said, "This is really illogical. ”

Xia Qingyan said at this time: "If I tell you that the real traitor is Zuo Mu, do you believe it?"

The scholar changed dramatically in front of him, and immediately said, "How is it possible?"

Xia said lightly, "Since I can have the surname Bai, there is nothing impossible about it." ”

At this time, the scholar's expression was even more shocked.

Xia Qingyan said, "Actually, you had doubts back then, why the prince's personal soldiers have changed wave after wave, and I will always be in it, because I am not called Xia Qingyan, but Bai Qingyan, and he is my eldest brother." ”

The scholar looked at him, the glass holding the wine trembled a little, he calmed down, and said, "Then why have you always been by the prince's side? ”

Xia said lightly, "It's just my private matter with him, I finally figured out his hard work over the years, he is really the best big brother in the world." ”

The scholar said, "How can you prove it?"

Xia said lightly, "Do you know why I have been peach blossom concave all these years?, because I know that Zuo Mu didn't dare to kill me, and I lived to take a look at my nephew, after all, he is the only blood and blood of my eldest brother, the last inheritance of our Bai family." ”

The scholar said, "Can you find Mr.?"

Xia said lightly, "Otherwise, why am I alive, now the eldest brother's blood is in Xianyang City, it is the new disciple of the Zhushan Sword Academy, Bai Qi, who is the tenth on the Tianxing List, Zuo Mu asked you to come and kill me tonight The purpose is to muddy the water in Xianyang City, if my expectations are good, Zhao Gao will be opposed." ”

But there must always be a reason for rebellion, and the water is naturally mixed as much as possible, so that Zhao Gao can sit and reap the benefits of the fisherman, which is really a good calculation.

After pondering for a while, the scholar finally figured out everything, in fact, he also suspected Zuo Mu, but everyone had been comrades for many years and fought together, he didn't want to doubt it, now that he thought about it, the reason why Zuo Mu said that he could survive was actually very ridiculous.

At this time, Xia Qingyan put down the wine glass and said, "The wine is almost drunk, it's time to make a move." ”

The scholar said, "The movement has to be made bigger, it will inevitably destroy your peach blossom recess, it's better to stay for a while, I'll set the fire on it, so it's almost over." ”

Xia said lightly, "It is worthy of being a ghost talent military master Xu Changfeng"

The scholar said, "Thank you for the compliment"

The two looked at each other and laughed.

Not long after, the sword light in the peach blossom recess soared into the sky, the momentum was huge, and finally the peach blossom concave turned into a sea of fire, and the fire light spread all over the sky.

............