The weather in Chang'an City in April is very comfortable, and the merchants and customers between thousands of streets and hundreds of squares are like clouds, as long as you have a heart, you can basically find the specialties of any place in the world in the corners of each square.

In the early morning, Zhu Manzhi sat alone in the tea shop on Zhuangyuan Street, wearing a thin warm white skirt, and his hair was combed into a more popular style of the girl in the market.

Since learning that his father is the Jiazi bandit 'Sword Saint Zhu Liu' wanted by the imperial court, Zhu Manzhi has been a lot more careful, for fear of being seen by the Investigation Division, he has already resigned from the errand of the wolf guard, and the Yanling knife he carries with him has also been replaced with an iron sword that he doesn't know how to use, and he pretends to be a Jianghu person.

At this time, there was a big teapot and a small tea bowl on the table of the tea shop, Zhu Manzhi did not lie on the table, but learned Ning Qingye's sitting posture and sat with his back straight and pretended to be a chivalrous woman. After all, the identity is different now, my father is a sword saint, she is the daughter of a sword saint, if she doesn't have a little appearance, how can she deal with friends in the rivers and lakes.

It's a pity that you can learn to sit in a posture, but you can't learn your momentum, it's better to lie on the table, and sit so upright, but like a stupid girl.

Zhu Manzhi sat for a while with a little sore waist, picked up the small tea bowl and took a sip, his face was a little sullen - he had worked in the wolf guard for a few months, and there was no merit and hard work, when the wolf guard of the other Tianzi battalion left, the main thing was to keep it again and again, and some old people could shed tears and say goodbye, she was good, and said a word to the director, and the director slapped "Manzhier, you can think of opening ......"

What's wrong with the shame of the Tianzi Camp? What's wrong with not having high martial arts?

It's not that she hasn't made great contributions, such as Fumanlou and White Horse Village...... Anyway, she participated, and when she arrived in Suzhou City in the future, she would make a wolf guard herself...... No, get a tiger guard out......

After pondering for a while, Zhu Manzhi snorted softly, and began to miss Xu Buling again.

"Why hasn't Xu Gongzi come back yet...... Alas~......"

Zhu Manzhi picked up the small tea bowl and drank it all, and when he was bored, a gong suddenly sounded on the side of the street.

Bell –

"Heroes, young heroes, the prince of Su, and the contemporary Qingkui took over the hero post yesterday ......"

The sound was so loud that it could be heard half the street.

Zhu Manzhi's eyes lit up, Ma Yu threw a few copper plates on the table, ran to the street with a sword, and looked up, and a big platform was built outside the Longyin Pavilion in the distance.

Zhu Manzhi already likes to join in the fun, not to mention this kind of Jianghu matter related to Xu Buling, and hurriedly trotted to the back of the crowd of people, short and couldn't see it, and then turned his head and ran up to the second floor of the restaurant opposite the Dragon Chair Pavilion, squeezed out a position from the window, and stood on tiptoe to watch.

At this time, outside the Longyin Pavilion facing each other on the fifth floor, there were countless rangers or rich sons of the rivers and lakes, and the people who knew Xiao Ting, Tang Jiu, Situ Huyu and others were all the children of wealthy families in Chang'an City, and the window fence of the surrounding restaurant Qinglou was also full of people.

On the high platform built outside the Longyin Pavilion, a gong was placed next to the master of ceremonies, and he said loudly:

“…… The prince of Su deserves to be named Qingkui, but as the saying goes, 'there is no second martial arts', it is not advisable to work behind closed doors, and only by learning from each other can we improve. The daughter of King Su Shizi can't respond to the heroes of all the young heroes one by one, so I specially let the Dragon Yin Pavilion put a martial arts fight, and the young heroes will decide the top three, and then ask the prince for advice......

…… If a young man has the ability to take out the 'Qingkui' gold plaque given by the saint in his hand, Longyin Pavilion will take out a pair of Pei Yulong Pei everyone's handwritten copy of the Danqing painting as the color head, this painting is the first picture scroll after painting the saint Xu Danqing out of the mountain, self-rated as 'the most proud work in life', has not yet appeared, and its weight you want to be clear......"

"Wow-"

As soon as these words came out, the young talents who were ready to come over and mix with the top ten immediately became restless.

For young martial artists, the lifelong pursuit of nothing is the sword and horse beauty, Xuanhe Bakui has become a thing of the past, and now they are discussing who the first 'Zhaohong Bakui' will be, which is a major event for more than ten years of dream lovers.

If you want to marry the woman painted by Xu Danqing, it is difficult to climb to the sky, and the same is true for getting a genuine handiwork.

There is only one painting saint Xu Danqing, and there are only a few paintings, which are basically hung in places like the imperial study and the palace study, and there are few on the market that have been seen. Pei Yulong himself is a famous Danqing artist, and the 'beauty picture' copied by him is also a treasure that cannot be sought, if you can get a picture and a green gold plaque, the limelight can be imagined.

However, although everyone was excited, their brains were still sober, and they estimated that there was little chance of grabbing the gold plaque by virtue of Xu Buling's appearance in the Taiji Palace, and when the time came, they would be content to take a look at who Zhaohong Bakui was, 'the most proud work in his life', that is, more beautiful than Ning Yuhe, how beautiful is this......

Zhu Manzhi looked at it with joy, and was also wondering whether this beauty was Xiao Ning or a blue-eyed vixen, and at this moment, a chuckle suddenly came from beside him:

"If you don't let this order, I'm afraid I'll be angry......"

Zhu Manzhi was very sensitive to Xu Buling's name, and he was not happy on the spot when he heard this, so he turned his head to take a look, but saw a poor scholar dressed as a talent standing at the window, wearing a square scarf and carrying a bookcase, and a long strip wrapped in black cloth was inserted on the side of the bookbox, which looked like a sword.

Zhu Manzhi frowned and looked up at the scholar's face - his appearance was ordinary, he was not very old, but he looked like an 'old master' with his hands behind his back, and he looked stupid at first glance.

"Hey, scholar, why did you say that the prince of Su would be angry to death?"

The scholar turned his head when he heard the sound, glanced at it, and lowered his head again, as if he had just noticed the little girl standing next to him, with a warm smile:

"Girl, you call me?"

Zhu Manzhi was very angry, she was right in front of her, as for looking over her head? Growing taller? Xu Gongzi is about the same height as you......

"Yes, what do you mean when you said that the prince of Su Wang would be angry to death?"

The scholar shook his head and smiled, looking at the platform below:

"The secret of heaven must not be revealed, the girl will know when the time comes."

Zhu Manzhi frowned slightly, feeling that this scholar was chattering, but she was no longer a wolf guard, so naturally she couldn't check the identity of the other party, so she stayed a little away, was silent a little, and looked at the cloth strip behind the scholar:

"You're also from the rivers and lakes? With a sword? ”

The scholar looked at the platform: "I'm not from the rivers and lakes, but I have learned to use a sword." ”

When Zhu Manzhi heard this, he naturally felt a little proud in his heart - her father was a sword saint, and he was the most powerful sword in the world.

"How are your swordsmanship? How tall? ”

The scholar blinked, raised his eyes to look at the sky, and pondered a little:

"It's so high."

“……？”

Zhu Manzhi took a few steps away, feeling that he had encountered an abnormal brain. After pondering for a while, she wanted to ask again, but turned her head, and there was no one around her, and the scholar seemed to have disappeared out of thin air.

"Hey—what about people......"