The three or four entourage, who were known as the spicy boys, shouted with a dog: "Old man He, are you impatient?" ”

Others said: "Dare to fool the son, beat him!" As he spoke, he bluffed his arms and rolled up his sleeves.

Cai Jing saw that there were more and more people gathered around to see the excitement, tugged on the sleeve next to the king, and said in a low voice: "Childe, let's go, this is not Bianjing." ”

The shopkeeper of the blacksmith shop hurriedly bent down and gave his hand to accompany the smiling face: "I really don't dare to hide it from the son, the shop really doesn't have good goods now." He turned his head to look at the king: "This son, you don't have another one today." So, you leave your place to stay and come back and let the guys send it to you? ”

How smart is Wang Bei, this knife He shopkeeper is iron-hearted and refuses to sell it to that hot boy, leaving a place to live is to go back to Wang next to get it, just to find an excuse, seeing that the sweat on the forehead of He Laohan is down, he knows that the matter is not trivial. I saw this old man dressed as a Han person, and his gestures were also Han etiquette.

Wang next to seeing that spicy momentum, Cai Jing's reminder he heard it, and he also knew that this place was not Bianjing, but Wang next didn't want to just leave, he held his head high and looked at the spicy son coldly. Who is this? Looking at the dress and title, it should be a local party member, and looking at his big green satin padded jacket, you know that it should be a wealthy household.

Ji Lao is so bad luck today, he just lost a knife competition with others. One of his own good knives was destroyed, and someone originally told him that the blacksmith shop of the old man He in the south of the city had a good knife, and he hurried over and saw the one in the hand of the king, obviously he was still picking a knife, why did this old man He say that he had bought it.

He looked at Wang Bei, he should be about the same age as himself, and he was dressed as a Han person, so he didn't take Wang Pan seriously at all. The spicy boy pursed his lips, blushed his chest, pointed to the knife in the king's hand and said, "Boy, you give me a price for this knife." It's none of your business. ”

The scabbard of the knife in the king's hand was very fancy, the sheath and the tail were wrapped in metal, and the gold and silver were kempt, and the handle of the knife was wound with silver wire; The gilded dragon and phoenix knife ring is very exquisite. It looks like it's just a flashy knife of honor. Wang guessed that the spicy boy probably liked the gorgeousness of this knife. Wang next to the knife in his hand, he didn't want to get involved in this matter, seeing that the shopkeeper of Nahe glanced at the knife with his eyes from time to time, this hot boy asked himself again. He glanced at Shopkeeper He: "Shopkeeper He, you said that I sold this knife to this son." ”

Shopkeeper He hurriedly waved his hand and said, "This son, take a closer look, this is the knife you have been looking for......"

Wang Bei wondered, could it be that the shopkeeper He recognized the wrong person. He drew the knife from its sheath, and his eyes lit up. Inside the scabbard is not an ordinary ceremonial knife, but an all-steel knife. Wang Pan knew that many knives were just bladed steel, or there was an old saying that good steel was used on the blade. Just all steel, it has been seen that this knife is different, in the look at the tip of the knife is not curved, like the Arabic numeral "7" straight blade using the "100 steel" technology.

The knife was only slightly withdrawn from the scabbard, and the king couldn't help but sigh in his heart, it was indeed a good knife. Before they could take a closer look, a group of people had already rushed forward. Ji La was very annoyed, and the fool understood the meaning of the old man's words, so he raised his leg and kicked over the knife counter first, and pulled down the knife holder next to the counter. I heard a commotion, and the swords on the table, and the swords on the counter fell to the ground.

He shouted in his mouth: "Old thing, I'm impatient to see that you are alive" His three or four entourages also rushed up, grabbed the shopkeeper He, and gave the old man a fist with a quick hand.

The sound of striking iron in the backyard suddenly stopped, and then three or four strong guys rushed in from the backyard, and when they saw that the shopkeeper He was beaten, they rushed over to save people. When the onlookers saw that a fierce battle was about to start, they withdrew one after another, lest the sword hurt themselves without eyes. However, the shopkeeper He broke away violently, stopped between the guy and the spicy family, and drank to the guy: "Don't mess around." ”

Three or four guys were actually there, and He Laohan covered his face and still smiled: "Sweet boy, you really don't have the knife you want." ”

Ji La knew that these guys didn't dare to rebel, at least they didn't dare to provoke themselves in this Xingqing Mansion, seeing that the shopkeeper He was still adamant, he wanted to go up and beat him, but suddenly someone in his ear said, "Stop", he looked back and saw that it was the king with the knife.

Even such a small Han man shouted Lao Tzu. The spicy boy roared: "Damn, this knife is going to be decided today?" He saw that Wang was polite and polite, and there was only a fourteen or fifteen-year-old scholar beside him, and the scholar was hiding behind Wang Bei, so he decided to grab the knife.

At this time, the king held the hilt of the sword in one hand and the scabbard in the other, and the knife was a little out of the sheath. He turned and threw himself at the king, one of his hands grasping the hilt of the sword, his wrist, and the other grasping the scabbard. He thought very well, and as soon as he held Wang Bian's wrist hard, Wang Bian would let go, and then the other hand grabbed the knife and snatched it. Since you won't sell me, let you give it to me directly.

But Ji Spicy Gongzi thought wrongly, only to see that it was too late and that it was fast, the knife next to the king had been returned to the sheath, the hand holding the scabbard was back to the back of the knife, the hand holding the handle of the knife had already shot, no one saw his movements clearly, his index finger and middle finger were hooked, and his arm was stretched out to meet the rushing Ji Lai, and the roar knot of Ji Lai's throat was not impartially jammed.

Ji La suddenly felt that his eyes were black, and the two hands that had been grabbing the scabbard and the wrist next to the king turned into pulling the wrist of the hand that was stuck next to the king's throat, trying to get rid of the stuck throat next to the king. Everyone looked stupid, the silence around him was like death, there was a smile on the face of the king, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and there was both arrogance and tucking in his expression.

The spicy retinue was also stupid, and they did not dare to step forward, for fear that the king would exert himself again; People were stunned, how could this young man be so bold: this hot boy is the son of General Ralei of Yiwei Division, and his name is Ji Laqing. Who in this Xingqing Mansion can't avoid him for a few points? But this king dared to do this to him.

At this time, Ji Raqing's body became lower and lower, his legs began to weaken, his hands became scratching in the air, and his legs and feet began to kick. Seeing that Ji Laqing had no strength to fight back, as soon as Wang let go, Ji Laqing almost lay on the ground, and his entourage hurried over to help him. Ji Laqing covered his throat, gasping for breath and coughing, and his blue face turned pale after a long time.

Finally relieved, he rolled his eyes, shook off the entourage that was supporting him, and muttered, "A bunch of waste! Pointing to the king, he said, "Boy, where did you come from, you are ruthless today, do you dare to leave your name?" ”

Wang Fang had been thinking about the compound surname of Spicy just now, and seemed to have a little impression that it should be a Western Xia noble, and he was invited by Li Xili to come this time, so it seemed that there was no need to cause this trouble. So he smiled: "I'm just a passing businessman, so there's no need to leave a name." ”

"Okay, okay, I can find you without leaving me, you wait for ......" Ji Laqing Gongzi said while turning his head and leaving, after all, he was at a loss today, and he couldn't beat the king in front of him, and he didn't forget to stare at the shopkeeper a few more times before leaving.

There were people in the crowd who had been bullied by Ji Laqing, and they laughed when they saw this scene, and some kindly persuaded the king: "This son, hurry up, he will come back to trouble you." Even more comforted the shopkeeper He: "Shopkeeper He, you don't have a good year this year, why are you messing with him." ”

As everyone spoke, they slowly dispersed, and the shopkeeper He thanked the king with his hand: "Thank you for your son's move just now, and you dare to ask your son's name." ”

Wang next to the smile: "The shopkeeper is polite, Xiao Ke Wang, from Bianjing, forgive me for taking the liberty, just now this end of the matter was caused by this knife, I also think this knife is good, bother the old shopkeeper to give a price." ”

When the shopkeeper heard what the king said, he looked at the king for a while and sighed: "This knife can only be matched with people who are destined, so give it to the son." ”

Accepting a knife like this, Wang Bei felt inexplicable, he put down the knife and said, "Even so, Shopkeeper He should keep it for himself." After saying that, he turned around and said goodbye and left.

Shopkeeper He looked at the distant figure next to Wang, held the knife and thought for a while, then suddenly stomped his foot, grabbed the knife and chased it in the direction where Wang was leaving.

The shopkeeper He went to chase after the king, and this person stood at the corner of the street, silently watching the scene that had just happened. And he commanded his men to inquire who was beside the king. As soon as I returned to Xingqing Mansion, I saw such a scene, so that this man, who had been away on a mission for a year and had just come back to hand over his will, felt very interesting.

The privy envoy of Western Xia was a great general who was also in charge of the army on the Liao border. Li Liangzuo used the power of Manba to eradicate the Wuzang family, and then was ordered to inspect the border by Manba, who had just returned to Xingqing Mansion. And he saw the scene of the son of Ralei being taught by the king in the street. He has two political enemies, one is that he didn't hide his slander, and the other is from Ra Lei, who immediately had a good impression and strong interest in the young man next to the king.