After reading the book, the address of [Wanbenshen Station]: Avoid the pain of chasing books!

Is that tall man a vegetarian? As early as when the two splashes let go, he pulled out the sword with a rapid momentum, only to see a cold light, flying down from the mid-air, "brush" and "brush" twice, and the knives in the hands of persimmon Zhu San and Zhang Si were picked out without a trace. Before everyone had time to applaud, they only heard the sound of "brush" and "brush" twice, and the originally long hair of persimmon Zhu San and Zhang Si was cut by him in half, and the top of the two people's heads was almost exposed!

"Ahh The crowd was not applauding, but exclaiming!

Looking at the persimmon Zhu San and the splashing skin Zhang Si, they were already trembling with fright, like sifting chaff, their legs were weak, they knelt on the ground, and shouted in their mouths: "Good Li spare your life, good Li spare your life!" ”

The tall man stepped forward, kicked the persimmon Zhu San to the ground, and then put his left foot on his shoulder, pointed his sword at the purple pig's trotters that were full of mud on the ground, and said to Zhang Si: "Pick it up and send it to the mouth of this persimmon head!" ”

Zhang Si didn't dare to disagree, trembling his hands, stuffed the really dirty and ugly pig's trotters into Zhu San's mouth, and said tremblingly: "Brother, this time you will produce and sell your own products!" ”

Unexpectedly, the persimmon Zhu San had pig's trotters in his mouth, and shouted: "Good Li!" Master! You let the villain go, and the villain will send you the freshest pig's trotters every day in the future! ”

The crowd laughed.

At this time, the leader of the horseback snorted, and several soldiers hurriedly dismounted, came to the front of the crowd, and shouted: "The streets of Chang'an, is it where you are making trouble?" Get out of the way! ”

Hearing this sound, the onlookers hurriedly flashed. Persimmon Zhu San raised his head from the ground, as if he knew the person who came, and hurriedly greeted: "General Gongsun Ao!" This person bullies us Chang'an people, you come and clean him up! ”

The tall man followed the gaze of the crowd, and when he raised his eyes, ten paces away, there was a young general, dressed in armor and riding majestically, looking at him. So he lifted up his left foot and threw it at the general's hands.

The general, known as Gongsun Ao, also clasped his fists with both hands on the horse, indicating that he returned the salute, and then jumped off the horse with a "rubbing" sound, followed the road that the onlookers gave way to, walked straight forward, clasped his fists again, and asked: "In Xia Gongsun Ao, he is a first-class guard beside the emperor." Dare to ask the strong man, the name of the family? ”

When the tall man saw that the man was polite, he raised his right hand, put the sword in its scabbard, and then replied, "The general does not need to be polite. In the lower part of the Dongfang Qi people, who are the surnames and names, are all in the bamboo slips. Call me 'Oriental Sword'! ”

"A sword in the East?" The people of Chang'an have never heard of this name, and they think this name is very bright.

After all, Gongsun Ao had seen the world, and he smiled. "Mr. Dongfang, you are here to offer advice on the emperor's edict."

"Exactly." The tall man nodded yes.

"That's good. Please take the ox cart and follow me into the palace. ”

The eyes of the people of Chang'an widened in amazement. They know that this time the people of Qi are going to make a big deal! Now the little emperor easily does not see outsiders, and only asks Gongsun Ao to inquire around, and only wise men and geniuses can meet the emperor. Today, Gongsun Ao wants to bring him directly into the palace, which is really auspicious! Even Zhu San, who had been lying on the ground and didn't dare to get up, got up at this time, kowtowed to the tall man and said, "Strongman, hero!" Congratulations on your good luck, the small ones will send you the best pig's trotters! ”

Everyone laughed again, laughing as they watched the reaction of the self-proclaimed "Oriental Sword".

Unexpectedly, the "Oriental Sword" laughed disappreciably. "Hahahaha! General Gongsun, I am the leader of your good intentions. However, I have two cars of books, can you guarantee that the emperor will like it after reading it? ”

Gongsun Ao spread his hands: "Mr. Dongfang, whether the emperor likes it or not, it depends on how well you write on these bamboo slips, how can I know?" ”

"Since you don't know, then I'll follow you into the palace, in case the emperor ignores me, won't I have to sit on the cold bench?"

"Hahahaha!" This time it was Gongsun Ao's turn to laugh. "Mr. Dongfang, you first came to Chang'an, probably you don't know it yet! In this Chang'an city, there are no less than 1,000 people who come to Beijing from other places to offer books, can the emperor summon them? As for the books offered, they are even more abundant! There are hundreds of people sitting on the cold bench, you don't even have this preparation, and you still want to enter Chang'an? ”

"Dongfang Yijian" waved his hands again: "Then please ask Brother Ren to do it for you and present these two carts of bamboo slips to the emperor." Dongfang Yijian was unwilling to wait in Chang'an in turn, and would rather return to the Qi Plain, while studying and practicing swords, while waiting for the emperor's order, why did the general think? ”

Gongsun Ao thought, this person is such a big shelf! Do you want the emperor to send someone to invite you? Back home, you're comfortable. But how can I explain it? Thinking of this, he glanced at the other party, and then thought of the so-called "Dongfang First Sword", so he had a whim, and said casually: "Mr. Dongfang, since you call yourself 'Dongfang First Sword', General Ben also saw that your swordsmanship is very good just now. Since you and I don't think the same, why not try your swordsmanship? ”

"You're going to argue with me?"

"That's right! If my grandson Ao loses, I promise to present your two carts of bamboo slips to the emperor, and at the same time let you go home; If I win, you have to listen to my arrangement and wait patiently at the bus in Chang'an City. ”

"Good!" "Dongfang Yijian" clasped his fists with both hands: "General Gongsun, please!" Gongsun Ao was unceremoniously, holding the scabbard with his left hand, and with a "bang", a cold light flashed out: "Mr. Dongfang, please!" ”

The people of Chang'an opened their eyes this time, they have been in the capital for so many years, and they have never seen the emperor's first-class guards and a foreigner fighting swords on the street! Everyone smiled happily and at the same time showed unprecedented surprise!

Under the scorching sun, the East Market was bustling with people. The Chang'an people, who love to watch the excitement, automatically gave up a huge circle, leaving room for the two sword testers to jump vertically and horizontally. The East Market is in the East Gate of Chang'an, and the bus office in charge of Han Buzhi is also not far to the south of the East Gate. He drank a lot of wine at noon today, and came to the gladiatorial arena crookedly, only to see that the two had already fought, so he followed the way for everyone to make way for him, and he put the wine jar on the side of the ox cart brought by the Qi people, and he leaned on the wheel of the ox cart and watched the battle.

With a burst of applause from the people of Chang'an, Gongsun Ao revealed the unique swordsmanship of the royal first-class guard. Compared with those Chang'an people who only know how to watch the excitement, Han Buzhi's knowledge is naturally more and wider. He knew that the family of Gongsun was a world-famous family, and its ancestors were originally the princes of the vassal states during the Warring States Period.

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