Dongfang Zhongyue can be modest, if someone really says to his face, how can he love to listen? I can't help but look into the courtyard.

The person who spoke stood at a table at the head of the east, a quiet man of about forty years old, with a long sword hanging from his waist. Dongfang Zhongyue remembered that he had just been introduced as the head of the Huashan Sword School, what was the Yin Yang Sword Xianyu Wenbo.

Dongfang Zhongyue chuckled twice and said, "What the head of Xian Yu said is right, he is still young at this age. The rice you have eaten is not as much salt as you have eaten, and the road you have traveled is not as long as the bridge you have crossed, which is qualified to rank seventh, and it is only right that the head of Xianyu should be ranked seventh. Everyone heard that he was saying the opposite, and some of them couldn't help laughing.

Don't look at Xian Yu Wenbo's quiet appearance but he is extremely conceited, he was immediately annoyed when he was laughed, and took a step forward and said: "Dongfang Gongzi, I want to learn about your martial arts, and let everyone see who should be ranked seventh on the martial arts list."

Dongfang Zhongyue didn't expect this person to be so conceited and so flamboyant, and he wanted to challenge if he didn't agree with him, and he hugged his fists and said: "I'm sorry to be in charge, I said that I was a beginner, and Ling Yange made a mistake to rank me seventh." The huge people of Jinyi Wei and the champion of the new science and martial arts, Master Zhang, are all here, where is my class to get the axe? ”

Xian Yu Wenbo sneered twice, pursed the corners of his lips slightly, and said, "What, don't you dare?" Dongfang Zhongyue thought to himself that this person really didn't know whether to fight or not, and Pang Ying on the side said: "Dongfang Gongzi, you just show your hand, otherwise I will be inexplicably squeezed off the list!"

Zhu Gaosui also said: "Dongfang Gongzi doesn't need to be modest, they are all good friends when they come to me, and it's normal to learn from each other!"

Dongfang Zhongyue knew that most of the people here were martial arts practitioners, and they all wanted to see their martial arts, and it was more likely that Zhu Gaosui deliberately arranged it, and he couldn't hide if he wanted to, so he got up and said: "Since King Zhao has an order, I will sacrifice my ugliness, but... Ask King Zhao to borrow a single knife. ”

"Well said!" Zhu Gaosui clapped his hands and said, "Bring a knife." Immediately, a family member sent more than a dozen knives. What swallow wing knives, double-edged knives, fish belly knives, Tosa straight-edged knives... Everything is complete.

Dongfang Zhongyue casually took an ordinary single knife and walked down the steps, clenched his fists and said, "Xian Yu is in charge, please." Tables and chairs had already been moved away to make room for an empty space. Xian Yu Wenbo stood in the center of the empty field and slowly drew out his long sword, first shook a few sword flowers out casually, and then pointed with his sword, "Come on!" I'll let you make the first move! ”

Dongfang Zhongyue shook his head secretly, walked up with a single knife, and slashed his forehead with his wrist. Xian Yu Wenbo couldn't help but purse the corners of his mouth when he saw him make a move, took a step to the left, shook his sword and stabbed him between his chest and abdomen, and the sword was sharp, fast and accurate.

Dongfang Zhongyue crossed the knife and slashed him on the shoulder with a backhand knife. Xian Yu Wenbo's old skills were repeated and he didn't parry, let go of the blade and cut his arm with a long sword, and said: "Dongfang Gongzi, it seems that Lingyan Pavilion is really mistaken, not to mention the seventh, even if the first seventy should not have you..."

Dongfang Zhongyue was originally patient, and he wanted to dismantle ten moves and eight moves to make Xian Yu Wenbo have some face and beat him again, but he didn't expect his mouth to be really annoying; Look at the sharpening of his long sword, and suddenly tilt the hilt of the sword and slam it on his sword, and the head of the knife slashes straight at his chest.

At this time, Dongfang Zhongyue used six successful powers, and the speed was amazingly fast. In the blink of an eye, the steel knife arrived in front of him, Xian Yu Wenbo was taken aback, and hurriedly turned sideways to return to the sword to block. Dongfang Zhongyu's single knife suddenly stopped in the air and did not move, everyone was wondering, but they saw Xian Yu Wenbo's arm hit it straight up...

In the eyes of others, it was Xian Wenbo who bumped into it himself, but in fact, Dongfang Zhongyue calculated his sword route; Or does he have good intentions, if he reverses the blade, it will be less than Wenbo's arm. But this time it hurt so much that Wen Bo grinned, and the long sword fell to the ground in an instant.

Dongfang Zhongyue took two steps back, hugged his fists and said, "Xian Yu is in charge of the house." Xian Yu Wenbo held his arm in his left hand, standing there stunned and speechless. Dongfang Zhongyu ignored him, put away the single knife and returned to the hall.

Zhu Gaosui said happily: "Dongfang Gongzi is really a master, sit down quickly... There is no need to be discouraged if you lose to a light enemy, victory or defeat is a common thing. Come on, quickly find the imperial doctor to see the injuries of Xian Yu Zhangmen. ”

Although Zhu Gaosui covered it up for him, Xian Yu Wenbo's face was still flushed, and he said that he was out of the way, picked up the long sword and sat down.

Pang Ying blinked his small round eyes and looked at Dongfang Zhongyu with interest, and suddenly said: "Dongfang Gongzi, the emperor personally ordered our Jinyiwei to set up the Beizhen Fusi, and there is a lack of talents like you with excellent martial arts and clear minds, how about it, are you interested in joining?"

Dongfang Zhongyu's heart moved, and he secretly thought that Baili Qingcang was really like a god... No, he's really a fairy, and he has everything he says! I don't want to be in a hurry to agree, I have to let you beg me. Pretending to be embarrassed, he said, "Thank you for the kindness of the huge people, it's just that I... I'm used to being lazy, I'm afraid I can't... ”

"Huh?" Zhu Gaosui said with a smile: "Brother Dongfang is so good, wouldn't it be a pity if he didn't serve the imperial court!" You don't have to worry about those, the huge person is the hand-picked Beizhen Fusi Zhenfu envoy, can he still be difficult for you? Isn't it Lao Pang? ”

"Of course," Pang Ying laughed, his eyes narrowed into a slit, "As long as Dongfang Gongzi is willing to come, I will leave you a position as a flag officer." Dongfang Zhongyue hadn't spoken yet, and Zhang Yujing laughed out loud.

Pang Ying asked suspiciously, "I don't know what Wu Zhuangyuan is laughing at?" "It's nothing," Zhang Yujing rolled his eyes and said, "I mean, the official position promised by the huge man is too big, right?"

At that time, the army was a guard system, and there were a number of divisions in the Ming Dynasty, each of which governed a number of guards, each of which governed five thousand households, each thousand households had ten hundred households, each hundred households had two general flags of fifty-six people, and one general flag was composed of five flags. That is to say, there are ten soldiers under the banner officer, which shows the size of the flag officer, if it is counted as an officer.

"What Wu Zhuangyuan said is the opposite, right?" Pang Yingke is not stupid at all, "Yes, the flag officer can be said to be the smallest official, but... The flag officer of the North Town Fusi is different from other places. Because those who can enter the Beizhen Fusi are not ordinary sergeants and guards, at least flag officers can be included in the selection list, and some may be chief flag officers or even hundred household officials. Wu Zhuangyuan, do you still think that the flag officer of our Beizhen Fusi is small? ”

Zhang Yujing's age is more and more similar to Dongfang Zhongyue, although she is a woman, she dares to speak and act, "This is about the same, this Dongfang son's martial arts are superb, and his official position is too small and talented..." Then the servants brought the food like water, and the people stopped for a while.

King Zhao is very particular about the banquet, except for the mountain delicacies and wild food, which are seasonal vegetables that cannot be seen on the market, many of which are rare things that cannot be named. When the wine and food were ready, Dongfang Zhongyue hugged his fist to Zhang Yujing and said, "Thank you Miss Zhang for your compliment."

Zhu Gaosui asked with a smile while letting the wine go: "By the way, both of them are martial arts masters, I don't know the two...?" Dongfang Zhongyue didn't want to do anything with Zhang Yujing anymore, so he hurriedly said: "I have seen Miss Zhang's martial arts, and I am willing to bow down."

Zhang Yujing rolled his bright eyes on his face, shook his head and said, "Dongfang Gongzi is too modest, I am not your opponent." "Haha..."Zhu Gaosui laughed and said, "It seems that if you have a point of cultivation, you will have a little more self-cultivation... Only the frog at the bottom of the well is arrogant. Come, I'll toast you two...! ”

Dongfang Zhongyue secretly observed, and felt that Zhu Gaosui was a little approachable, not as difficult to get along with as Wang Zhenqing said, talking and laughing during the banquet, and there was no prince's frame, so he unconsciously had a little more favor.

After drinking five or six glasses of wine, Zhang Yujing got up to say goodbye. Zhu Gaosui said: "Wu Zhuangyuan is willing to appreciate his face and go to the banquet, but he has to eat and drink well." Zhang Yujing even said that he had eaten well, and Zhu Gaosui smiled and said that he had not drunk well, and he had to drink another glass before letting go.

It is common for the host's family to be hospitable and make wine, but Dongfang Zhongyue happened to see Zhu Gaosui throwing a glance at the servant who poured the wine. Pour the wine, pour the wine, what kind of eyes?

Dongfang Zhongyu paid attention to the person who poured the wine, and saw that he held the lid of the pot with one hand and slowly poured a glass of wine, and there was nothing suspicious. However, when he poured wine for Zhu Gaosui, he did not press the lid of the pot.

Dongfang Zhong became more and more suspicious, and carefully observed the wine jug in the servant's hand and found that there was a turquoise inlay in the center of the lid, which looked like it could move...

Zhang Yujing drank the glass of wine and breathed a sigh of relief, and said: "It's really good wine, the more you drink it, the more mellow it becomes." He then took his leave, and seemed to shake as he walked down the steps. "In the end, it's a woman, it's hard to beat the power of alcohol." Zhu Gaosui beckoned: "Someone, go and send off the martial champion." Someone shouted yes, and then a man in a blue robe chased him to the front yard...

Zhang Yujing's departure did not affect Zhu Gaosui's interest, and he ordered someone to pour wine. Things in this world are afraid of the word heart, as long as you are serious, you will find a lot of things that you have ignored before. Dongfang Zhongyue was a little abnormal because of the previous events, so he secretly paid attention to the wine jug.

He was surprised by the fact that the servant had changed a pot at some point, and although the color and style were similar, there was no turquoise on the lid of the pot...

The more I think about it, the more I think about it, the more I feel that something is wrong. After drinking the last glass of wine, Zhang Yujing said that this wine is good, the more you drink, the more mellow it becomes, and the more people who really drink more, the lighter it becomes! If she hadn't drunk much, why did she sway down the steps?

After thinking about it, there is only one answer... She drank a different kind of wine than everyone else! Also, Zhu Gaosui called someone to send Zhang Yujing, and immediately a person in a blue robe chased him out, but the servants in Zhao Wangfu were all in blue short clothes?

At that moment, Dongfang Zhongyue submerged the internal force to set off the strength of the wine, and his face gradually turned red, and he drank another glass of wine and pretended not to be stable, and dropped a white jade cup to the ground, and he even shook to pick up the pieces of the cup, saying that it could be sticked...

Zhu Gaosui saw that one of the two distinguished guests was gone and the other was drunk, how could he still be in the mood to drink? He ordered someone to help Dongfang Zhongyue to rest, and Dongfang Zhongyue hypothetically slipped out of the palace secretly.

At this time, it had been two quarters of an hour since Zhang Yujing left, and Dongfang Zhongyue could judge that Zhu Gaosui was going to be unfavorable to Zhang Yujing, but he didn't know what he was going to do, let alone where Zhang Yujing went. After thinking about it for a while, Dongfang Zhongyue urged the horse to go west to the south of the imperial city.

When I returned that day and night, I remembered that Zhang Yujing stopped her on the west side of the cross street of Confucius Temple, and in Dongfang Zhongyu's subconscious, she should have lived between the imperial city and Confucius Temple; After bypassing the imperial city, he went straight to the old city street, which was the nearest road to the Confucius Temple.