During the Northern Song Dynasty, private commerce gradually broke through the restrictions, the government no longer restricted the development of commerce, foreign trade increased day by day, and the commercial economy was unprecedentedly prosperous. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 The Qingming Riverside map drawn by Zhang Zeduan behind the info is only the tip of the iceberg of Bianjing's prosperity.

After staying in the teahouse for half an hour, Zhao Shu, Zhou Yang and his party got up and left, and continued to wander on the street near Xiangguo Temple.

Looking at the vendor holding the rock sugar gourd, Zhao Shu's mouth was also a little greedy, and Zhou Yang didn't even think about it, so he bought the entire vendor directly, as if the money spent was not his. Zhao Shu glanced at him, this soldier is really upright.

Now Zhao Shu didn't dare to say that he wanted to eat or buy anything, not to mention whether they had enough money to bring, even this little bit of manpower couldn't take Zhou Yang's kind of shopping volume.

Occasionally, you can see monkeys, fire-breathers, singing, and juggling on the street, although they have a unique flavor and have the charm of ancient Chinese tradition, but in Zhao Shu's opinion, it is not interesting at all, because these things are not new at all in later generations, so they don't pay much attention. It's Zhou Yang, who has been in the army for so long, and finally came out for a trip, so he naturally has to appreciate these novelties.

Accompanied Zhou Yang to watch the trick, Zhao Shu felt that his patience had not been exhausted, and when he walked to the next intersection, at the door of a teahouse, in front of a table, the storyteller patted the board and told his story with relish, and the audience in the audience was also listening with interest while sipping melon seeds or tasting fragrant tea.

Zhao Shu doesn't want to wait this time, when the old man finishes this commentary, he may have to wait, Zhao Shu doesn't have the patience, this old man said something, I don't know how many times I watched the TV series in later generations.

So Zhao Shu and a few guards dragged Zhou Yang to continue walking, and Zhou Yang's reluctant and reluctant eyes complained a lot along the way.

In order to calm Zhou Yang's anger, Zhao Shu also said openly, as long as you follow me, I will make you a general, and then marry Bai Fumei, and from then on to the pinnacle of life. This temporarily calmed Zhou Yang's dissatisfaction.

I continued to walk forward for about an hour, but it was still full of traffic and prosperity. Zhao Shu felt that his feet were about to wear out, this was sold for more than a thousand Anta in later generations, and now it is not as good as Zhou Yang's group of guards wearing a thousand layers of bottoms. Zhao Shu is really envious, what a good body, he is still so energetic after walking for so long, and he doesn't feel tired at all.

"I heard that there are warriors from the Western Regions playing with swords in front of you?"

"Oh? Which country is in the Western Regions? ”

"I don't know, but I've heard others say it seems to be black sweat!"

"Black Khan!? What country is Black Khan? Is there a great Song and a great Liao? ”

"I don't know! Black Khan is in the Western Regions, far away from the Great Song Dynasty, and the Great Song Dynasty has never fought with him, who knows who is powerful! ”

"Let's go, let's see, this is the first time I've seen you!"

Just when Zhao Shu wanted to stop Zhou Yang and find a restaurant to rest, he only heard a commotion from the surrounding crowd, and what they were talking about aroused Zhao Shu's interest. In later life, he is afraid that the world will not be chaotic, and he likes to watch others fight, and he is the kind of person who coaxes others to fight.

Zhao Shu glanced at Zhou Yang and the others again, and they also seemed to be a little stunned. Taking advantage of this time, Zhao Shu leaned up and said to Zhou Yang: "Go!" Check it out! ”

Without waiting for Zhou Yang to reply, Zhao Shu directly trotted through the crowd to the crowded place in front of him for more than fifty meters. Zhou Yang and the others were also worried about Zhao Shu's safety, so they followed.

A group of strong men squeezed the surrounding crowd away, Zhao Shu walked in front of this group of strong men, and with the obscenity of this group of strong men, Zhao Shu naturally lined up at the front of the crowd of onlookers.

"I am a martial artist in the Western Regions, and I have heard of the wealth of the Central Plains, so I have come to pay my respects and show the Tianshan sword technique I have learned since I was a child, so that you can also taste my Western Regions style, and you have a rich money! It's ugly! ”

I saw a man in his thirties who was about thirty years old with a white turban wrapped around his head, a yellow beard on his mouth upturned, dressed in white clothes, holding a scimitar, and about a head taller than himself, put his hands on his chest, bent down deeply, and said an opening sentence in messy and broken Chinese.

After speaking, the man named Shuqi, holding a scimitar messily did not know what he was dancing, sometimes gentle as if dancing, sometimes fierce and fatal, sometimes soaring into the air, the back of the scimitar slashed down, after landing, a turn scimitar back blade also turned an arc circle, and then the knife back to the chest, the pace has advanced and retreated the scimitar back blade volleyed in the air, there are splits and thorns, there are scratches and chops, the knife shadow flashes, dazzling, like ten thousand knives slashing, the momentum has a way, its own rules, not similar to the Central Plains martial arts.

The range of the dancing knife seemed to be beyond the originally expected size, and for fear of being slashed by the knife, the crowd gradually retreated, and Zhao Shu also regretted why he had to risk his life to see this kind of thing.

But the subsequent moves, Zhao Shu also looked at it and saw the gods, and completely forgot what the people around him were doing, after all, this thing is very difficult to see in later generations, in Zhao Shu's opinion, those who performed in later generations are not actors' acting skills or some new career boxing and embroidered legs, which have no real meaning, although they all say that they have been practicing martial arts since childhood. Only this is called true kung fu, although it is not Central Plains martial arts.

"This person is not a martial artist!" Seeing that Zhao Shu saw his god, Zhou Yang, who had always spoken straightforwardly, poured cold water on Zhao Shu's face without knowing what to do. It seems that the person in front of him is not his master, but like his own son.

Forehead? Isn't the sword technique performed by this person very exquisite, how do you know that he is not a martial artist, Zhao Shu said in his heart. Zhao Shu did not feel angry at Zhou Yang's collision, but looked at Zhou Yang with a look of surprise.

"Although this scimitar is not the standard knife in the Western Regions Army, it is much the same. His posture with a knife, the dancing knife and footwork can't get rid of the shadow of the soldiers of the Western Regions at all, you see the scar on his face, although it is deliberately covered, it is obviously an arrow wound. If the last general expected it to be good, this person should be at least a middle-level officer in the Western Regions Army! Zhou Yang leaned into Zhao Shu's ear and whispered.

What did the middle-level officers of the Western Regions do in the capital of the Northern Song Dynasty? There must be a lot of articles here, but in Zhao Shu's memory, the Western Regions countries separated from the Northern Song Dynasty by the Western Xia Dynasty have always been friendly with the Song Dynasty, and they pay tribute to the Song Dynasty every year, nothing unpleasant has happened, what could it be? Zhao Shu didn't reply to Zhou Yang, just quietly waited for the martial artist named Shuqi to finish the sword dance.

Wait until Shu Qi finished dancing the sword, and then bowed deeply to the crowd from three directions. Seeing that Shu Qi's performance was perfect, he intentionally threw him a few copper plates, and left with a shout unintentionally, while Zhao Shu took two ingots of silver from Zhou Yang and threw them over, causing Zhou Yang to cry out in distress, and Shu Qi also stared at Zhao Shu in astonishment for a while.

When the sun was getting weaker and the sky was getting darker, Shu Qi wanted to prepare to close the stall, and Zhao Shu was also trying to lean over to Zhou Yang to say something. But at this time, I saw a Japanese samurai with a sword on his waist and clogs on his feet to greet him.

Isn't this Japanese? Zhao Shu retracted his head and saw what would happen.

"I heard that the sword skills of the Western Regions are exquisite, and I will ask your Excellency for advice!" After saying that, the Japanese samurai named Uemura Hongichi bowed deeply to Shuqi.

Shuqi returned the salute with his right hand on his chest, bent down slightly, and said, "Please!" ”

After the ceremony, Uemura Hiroichi slowly pulled out the sword from his waist, held the handle in both hands, and his eyes and blade were connected to form a line and pointed straight at the technique.

Shuqi held the knife in his right hand, drooping, and did not pose in any pose. But the eyes of the two were sharp, as sharp as edges, intertwined and collided with each other.

Zhao Shu held his breath and waited for what he thought was the outbreak of what he considered to be the world-shattering World War I, and although he had smashed Japanese cars ****** demonstrations in high school in later generations, that notion had now been completely abandoned.

Zhou Yang had not had a good competition with his opponent for many years, although Ling Feng was his boss and martial arts were above him, he didn't dare to offend casually. Now this good opportunity is rare for him, and he must cherish it.

The remaining three guards and onlookers had never seen the battle between the Eastern Ying warriors and the Western Regions warriors, so they also looked forward to the outbreak of this battle with their eyes wide open.

After the two were silent for a long time, Uemura Hiroshi quickly rushed towards Shuqi with a knife in his hand, and then slashed sideways. And Shuqi is also very calm, holding a scimitar with one hand to block upwards.

"Bang!" With a bang, the two blades collided together, and both sides used too much force, and the resulting blazing heat burst into sparks.

The two sides did not continue to confront each other, Shuqi pushed Uemura Hiroichi away with his knife, and then reflexively squatted down, spinning and slashing, and the blade was straight to Uemura's lower abdomen.

Uemura Hongichi was also very calm and stabbed the head of the knife downwards and downwards, just blocking the scimitar of Shuqi, and the sparks burst out again.

The blade collision between the two was almost completed in an instant, which was dizzying, and at the same time, the fists and feet of the two were not idle, and the limbs of your punch and my kick were also colliding violently. The surrounding crowd also applauded again and again.

Zhao Shu thought to himself that if he was to be kicked like this, he would have to be abolished.

The knife comparison between the two looked like a whirlwind, and the extremely beautiful body technique made Zhao Shu feel that if there was no knife comparison, he would definitely think that this was dancing.

However, for the sake of safety, the inner circle of the crowd is gradually expanding.

In the end, Uemura Hongyi's Tai knife holder was on Shuqi's neck, and at the same time as Shuqi's scimitar also pressed against Uemura's throat tube. -- Equal in strength, chess opponents.

The onlookers also had a look of astonishment, and even more fierce applause rang out like thunder.

"Agreed!"

"The martial arts of the Western Regions are really profound! There is no winner this time, I hope to compete again next time! ”

"Waiting for you at any time!"

With that, Uemura bowed deeply again, then turned to leave.

And at this moment, the moon has climbed into the treetops. Zhao Shu glanced at the two of them, leaned into Zhou Yang's ear and said, "Keep an eye on these two for me!" ”