When the two met for the first time, they were naturally not friends, let alone confidants. So when Xu Yongzheng said those words, the person in the carriage didn't understand the meaning, and he didn't trust the stranger so easily, so naturally he didn't believe him so much.

Seeing that the man was not angry, he took out a night pearl the size of a dragon's eye from the carriage and said: "This night pearl is not precious, I think it can make you believe in me, I can afford this price." ”

The white jade of the night pearl is flawless and extraordinarily dazzling, and under the reflection of the crystal white light, Xu Yongzheng can completely see the appearance of that person.

The man wasn't very good-looking, and he should have been around forty years old. His eyes were blazing, and there was even more majesty in his invisibility. There was a shallow scar on the top of the eyebrow, like a knife hidden in the weeds.

"You don't lack guards. ”

"How so?"

"Being able to take out this kind of night pearl so easily, naturally you are not afraid of others snatching it, I think your identity should not be low, and there are a lot of guards. ”

The man pointed to the front of the carriage and said, "But now I don't have a coachman." ”

"I've been a coachman, but I'm a swordsman, so I don't want to be a coachman for you. ”

"Then you will be my guest. The previous conditions remain the same, and I will give you this pearl of the night again. If the price is higher, I'm afraid I won't be able to open it. ”

Xu Yongzheng understood that it was not that this person couldn't offer a higher price, but that he didn't think he was worth that high price.

"No need, no merit. ”

"Maybe you shouldn't have turned me down so quickly. ”

"If I say it slowly, I'm afraid I'll be tempted. I don't deny that I'm a money-grubbing person at heart. ”

"Then it is better to accept my kindness, in my case, the price is negotiable. The man's tone was like that of a businessman who believes in harmony and making money.

"However, I am even more of a life-saving person. If I take those things, then I will have to work for you, life is precious, I can't buy someone else's, and I have to cherish this one of my own. ”

"When a person dies for a confidant, everyone's life actually has a price. ”

"My life may be worthless in the eyes of others, but in my case, it cannot be sold. Because I still have some things to do. ”

"If those things are interesting, I don't mind doing you a favor. ”

"There are some things that you can't fake to others, such as repaying favors, revenge, ······"

"If you're done one day, let me know. ”

"Definitely. ”

"Since you're doing this favor, I can't help. It's a long night away, you and I meet in the water, and there will be a period later. The man lowered the curtain, and then the carriage walked away quickly, heading towards the Tibetan Soldier Palace, leaving Xu Yongzheng, who was inexplicably stunned for a while.

Xu Yongzheng didn't know what opportunity he had missed, he held a bag of wine in his hand and walked in the opposite direction to the carriage.

"Old Min, that person doesn't look like a person who wins the championship with a sword. The person who was talking at the moment on the carriage was Mu Ju, and it was he who threw an olive branch to Xu Yongzheng, but unfortunately Xu Yongzheng refused.

If Xu Yongzheng knew that there was always a second person on the carriage, he would be surprised.

The old man who was called Min Lao had green hair, long eyebrows and snow, and the corners of his eyes drooped, "If the big housekeeper could know the qi in this person's body, he would definitely not say so." ”

"I'm not a martial artist. Where can I know what gas engine? ”

"Today's scene of his sword fight against Li Yulou, the chief butler must have known it. Fu Zhang praised him for his suspicious prancing horse, and his qi was like a bull. If it weren't for his identity, I'm afraid that his martial idiot would have made a move at that time. ”

"So, we're missing it?"

"This man is humble on the surface, but in fact he is arrogant, if he blindly presses each other, he may not obey. ”

"It's not okay for Old Min to come forward?" After Mu Ju realized his words, he took a sip of turbid wine.

The white-eyed old man said with a smile: "If the big butler is interested, the old man can teach him all his skills." ”

Mu Ju hurriedly waved his hand and said, "No, no." I am entangled in chores all day long, but I don't have that spare time to practice martial arts, besides, as long as there is Min Lao in the Tibetan Soldier Palace, it doesn't matter if I can do martial arts or not. Besides, in the whole world, how can there be a saying that strategists practice martial arts. ”

"I didn't have time to ask why the man left the Tibetan Soldier Hall overnight? Could it be that something happened in the hall?"

He had a disguised mask on his face. The white-eyed old man said lightly.

"It turned out to be a hidden guy. And how many swords are in his sword case?"

"There are three swords in the sword box, one of which is a simple old sword, one is a sharp sword forged from cold iron, and one has the breath of a sword curtain. ”

"That's the sword of the sword curtain? Did he go to the sword curtain and ask about the sword?"

The white-eyed old man shook his head and said, "He has four swords on his body, but the sword in the sword curtain is not compatible with him." It was supposed to be a woman's sword. And he should use it very rarely. ”

"That's interesting, could it be that he is the person of the Sword Curtain? No, why should the disciples of the Sword Curtain hide their heads and show their tails?"

"This is a question, and I can only leave it to the big butler to think slowly. ”

"Among the eight factions of the Sword Curtain, except for Chen Lu of the younger generation of Qingliu Sword Mountain, not many people dare to offend Li Yulou. Hey, I really can't think of it. Mu Ju looked a little depressed.

"Old Min, you are a person, your martial arts are okay, but your temper is weird. It's not that I'm talking about you, in the Tibetan Soldier Palace, it's those individuals who guess my mind. Why is it that as soon as I'm with you, it's up to me to guess?"

The white-eyed old man laughed heartily.

Mu Ju crossed Erlang's legs in the carriage and drank yellow sorghum turbid wine. The carriage swayed and always made it easy to fall asleep.

The white-eyed old man closed his eyes and sighed: "The big butler, for the sake of the Tibetan Soldier Palace, I have done my best, and I have worked hard to think about it, such a day is not easy." ”

"Where is there an easy job on the Tibetan Soldier Mountain. To be a subordinate, you must not only serve the master, but also learn to look at the master's eyes. As a steward, only by deceiving the superiors and subordinates, can you live a comfortable life. Looking at it this way, being a big housekeeper is probably a relatively easy thing to do among these things. It is better to be served than to be served. It's better to count others than to be counted by others, and who's to say it's not?"

"The chief butler is so conscious, do you really not want to practice martial arts? If you practice martial arts, within twenty years, I dare to guarantee that you can definitely become the second Min Mengjian. ”

Unexpectedly, Mu Ju still shook his head and said, "Old Min, have you ever had a confidante?"

"Although the old man was infinitely beautiful, he was only dedicated to martial arts, where did he get a confidant? Even if there was, the old man didn't know. ”

"I take the liberty of asking, does Min Lao have an heir?"

The white-eyed old man shook his head, smiling rather than smiling.

"In twenty years, there has been a second escape in the Tibetan Soldier Palace, which sounds very good. Mu Ju closed his eyes, savored the turbid wine, stared at the curtains, and his thoughts flew into the distance.

Back then, as a small servant of the Tibetan Soldier Palace, since he can remember, he grew up in the Tibetan Soldier Palace, about fifteen or sixteen years old, a chance to get the appreciation of the palace master of the year, and got to know the little son of the palace master at that time, that is, the current hall master. Before that, his life was not happy, serving a grumpy guest, beating and scolding him at every turn, and his body had scars all year round.

What is the name of that elder, Mu Ju shook his head slightly, but he couldn't remember anything. I only remember that the elder was pretentious and didn't give a single glance to the other elders. For his own little guy, he naturally regards it as an ant. No matter how smart the ant is, it will not affect how the person changes. In the end, it's just a smart ant, and you still want to reach the sky in one step?

He rose from a small servant to a steward, is this considered a step to the sky? Unfortunately, that elder still looks down on himself. What a martial idiot.

The martial idiot elder failed to retire in the Tibetan Soldier Palace, and was accidentally injured in a martial arts competition. Mu Ju also did not regret that he could not see his death with his own eyes. I don't know where the Tibetan Soldiers Hall buried him. Even to this day, he still doesn't know.

The carriage swayed, and there was silence in the carriage. When their own servants led the horses to the trough, the two dismounted in order, and finally walked into the Tibetan Soldier Palace.

Min Mengjian looked at the word Tibetan soldier on the plaque, and the corners of his mouth raised. Twenty years later, the old place is revisited.