The onlookers on the street dodged away, only to see a group of Turkic knights, led by a man of medium stature, burly and strong, dressed in a Han brocade robe, with a large beard, black hair combed and braided, and a look full of arrogance, which was the same Turki Khan he had seen last month.

He has been living in Taichang Temple this month to learn the six rites of the Han marriage system, and began to implement it, and he is about to reach the final stage of personal welcome, and he is waiting for the last moment to come.

Although the Turkic Khan is a Turkic, he yearns for the Central Plains culture, especially likes the porcelain and jade of the Han people, since it is rare to come to the Central Plains, of course, he can't go back empty-handed, so he rushed to the metropolitan city before getting married, can he buy any exquisite things, and bring them back to the grassland in the future.

The pedestrians on the street dodged away, and the shopkeeper Wu hurriedly pulled Yuan Qing to the side, he was afraid that Yuan Qing would run away, and the Tuli Khan was treated favorably by the Sui Dynasty, and he was proud in his heart, so he had no one in his eyes, but the bright skin color of the leopard made his eyes brighten.

Hu people like beasts, this is nature, he immediately turned over and dismounted, strode towards Yuanqing, the momentum was majestic, this time, the shopkeeper Wu was also afraid, let go of Yuanqing's wrist and quietly slipped away.

Yuan Qing looked at this Turkic Khan, he likes to observe a person from the perspective of martial arts, this Turkic Khan has no foundation, his steps are vain, and he is not calm, but the physique of the nomadic people is slightly stronger than that of the farming people, and the Turks belong to the Central Asian race, with blue eyes and wide faces, and a general body shape, this Turkic Khan has broad shoulders and a thick back, and his arms are very powerful, he is born with divine power, although he does not build a foundation, but he is also a fierce general on the horse.

"Kid, whose leopard is this?"

Although Yuan Qing is nearly five feet five (about one meter six) tall, he is the appearance of a twelve-year-old boy, although he is psychologically mature and has a little thought of being more than twenty years old in his previous life, but after all, his biological age is only eight years old, and he is still a child in appearance, so Tuli Khan does not believe that this leopard was hunted by Yuan Qing at all.

Yuan Qing put the leopard behind him and said proudly: "This is the leopard I hunted!" ”

Tuli Khan's gaze fell on the longbow on Yuan Qing's back, he was also good at using the bow, and he could see at a glance that this was a high-grade bow, at least an eight-bucket bow, his eyes were surprised, and he looked Yuan Qing up and down again, and suddenly punched him on the shoulder.

He was going to test Yuan Qing's strength, although Tuli Khan's fist was fast and sharp, but he was still far less fast than Yuan Qing who practiced knives underwater for three years, Yuan Qing raised his hand, sealed his fist, and pushed hard, Tuli Khan was unstable on his feet, kicking! Step on! Step on! He took five or six steps back, and his face suddenly swollen red.

The onlookers next to him were scared, no one dared to applaud, the Turks have always been cruel, this is Chief Hu, offend him, this young man is afraid of suffering, everyone has to hide, lest they get into trouble, in a moment, there is no one left on the street, the surroundings become empty, only Yuanqing and a leopard stand in the middle of the road.

The Turki Khan's men roared, and four or five people rushed up, but the Turki Khan waved his hand to stop them, he glanced at Yuan Qing with a complicated expression, turned around and commanded in Turkic, and a Turkic man threw a knife over.

The knife is a blunt knife, there is no blade, this is the Turks respect the Sui Dynasty, and they are not allowed to bring a knife into the palace, but they are unwilling to lose the traditional compromise plan, bring a blunt knife into the palace.

The knife was thrown at Yuan Qing's feet, and Tuli Khan took five steps back, slowly pulled out his knife, and stared at Yuan Qing, "Come on!" Let's go one-on-one. ”

Yuan Qing is a twelve-year-old boy, his physical age is eight years old, but his mental age is twenty-five years old, countless historical experiences tell him that there is only one way to win the respect of the grassland Hu people, defeat them.

He picked his feet, the knife in his hand, and waved again, the knife was thick and heavy, weighing eleven or twelve catties, Yuan Qing used a five-catty knife for training in the water, but on the shore he used a twelve-catty knife, this knife is just right.

Seeing that he was lifting his weight, the last trace of arrogance in his eyes was gone, his eyes became solemn, his wrist flicked, and a sword flower danced, and he also used a blunt knife, but a horizontal knife, weighing ten catties.

Tuli Khan liked the Central Plains culture since he was a child, he had studied the Han sword technique, and had been taught by a famous teacher, although he was surprised that Yuan Qing used a heavy knife, but his noble status and the aggressive nature of the Hu people made him ambitious, he bowed to Yuan Qing, "Let's start!" ”

He's whoosh! A knife to Yuan Qing slashed, only to see a bright light crossed, the tip of the knife like lightning to Yuan Qing's chest, but Yuan Qing was like a fish, his waist twisted, sideways flashed this knife, and a knife to him, he used the first style of splitting the leopard at noon: 'Splitting the mountain', the knife was heavy, and the force split Huashan, but he deliberately slowed down the speed and showed mercy to his subordinates, and the Tuli Khan was still forced to almost suffocate by this fierce knife.

He was horrified in his heart, relying on his flexible reaction, he suddenly retreated back, dodging the knife momentum, and before he could stand firm, Yuan Qing's second knife stopped and slashed, which is the fifth of the thirteen knife techniques, called 'cutting the river', that is, cutting off the retreat when the opponent moves.

Zhang Xutuo's thirteen knife techniques are independent, can be combined at will, can produce infinite changes, and there is no fixed routine, generally based on actual combat experience to accumulate, or play on the spot.

Yuan Qing belongs to the on-the-spot play, he is talented, very quick to react, he found that the weakness of the Tuli Khan is unstable, so he casually used the fifth style, and the cooperation was extremely smooth.

This time Tuli Khan had no way to dodge, so he had to use a horizontal knife to pick away the Yuanqing heavy knife, but he felt that the other party's knife was like water, and it actually slipped past his horizontal knife, the knife was fast and without a shadow, and his waist hurt, and he had been hit by the knife.

Tuli Khan was stunned, his sword skills were rampant in the grassland, and he had never been defeated, but today this young man cleaned him up with only two knives.

He felt a deep frustration, but he also had a trace of admiration for Yuan Qingsheng, so he arched his hand and asked him, "Who is your master?" ”

He didn't care who Yuanqing was, he cared more about who taught Yuanqing, and Yuanqing didn't hide it, and replied to him: "Zhang Xutuo, have you heard of it?" ”

Tuli Khan was moved, and said in a lost voice: "Your master is actually Zhang Xutuo?" ”

He had heard his father say that there were two brave and fierce sword generals in the army of the Sui Dynasty, known as the double knife of the north and the south, one was called Yujuluo, and the other was called Zhang Xutuo, both of whom were famous generals in the world.

One of the characteristics of the Turks is that they respect the strong, and after being defeated by their opponents, although they do not admit defeat in their hearts, they will respect each other and will treat each other with the courtesy of true steppe equality.

He clasped his fists and saluted, "Young man, you won!" ”

Yuan Qing returned the knife to him, smiled slightly, and handed him a bunch of pheasant feathers, "You are a distinguished guest of the Sui Dynasty, I was rude just now, this is for you." ”

Tuli Khan didn't smile at all, he took the bright feather with both hands with a serious expression, but he untied his gem-encrusted golden short knife and solemnly handed it to Yuan Qing, "Take it!" This is my heart. ”

Yuan Qing was stunned, he didn't expect this Tuli Khan to be so bold and give him such a valuable thing, he shook his head again and again, "No! No! I can't take something of such a precious price. ”

"In the eyes of your Han people, it may be precious, but in the eyes of the Turks, only cattle, sheep and friends are the most valuable.

Yuan Qing took the short knife, and still felt a little inappropriate in his heart, this short knife weighed at least three catties, and it was made of gold, he heard Yang Siye say that one or two gold sold to the Di shop was worth a hundred dollars, and how much was a three-pound gold knife worth, not to mention the gems on it, this was by no means something that could be accepted with a smile.

And the Turks are not so generous, they are just as greedy for money as their lives, he always feels that there seems to be something hidden behind the knife given by this Turkic Khan?

Yuan Qing thought about it, then pointed to the golden leopard, "I'll give you this leopard." ”

The Turki Khan raised his head and smiled, he patted Yuanqing on the shoulder again and said: "You send Caiyu, I also return the golden knife, this is a gift for Turkic friends, there is no distinction between high and low, I don't want your leopard, we will meet again in the future." ”

He saluted Yuan Qing with Turkic etiquette, turned over and got on his horse, "Let's go!" ”

The Turkic knights surrounded him and continued to move forward, Yuan Qing looked at them and walked away, feeling very unsteady in his heart, even if the Turks like to make friends, then at least ask their own names to make friends, how can they give a golden knife without asking their names.

"Is it ..... ＂

Yuan Qing remembered that when the Turkic Khan heard the name Zhang Xutuo just now, his face showed a look of shock, could it be that he was for his master Zhang Xutuo?

Yuan Qing thought it was funny when he thought about it, what if Zhang Xutuo was just a master made up casually by himself? He is also so gullible about himself? The minds of the Turks are incomprehensible.

As soon as his clothes tightened, he felt that someone was pulling him, and when he turned around, it was the shopkeeper Wu just now, the shopkeeper Wu stared at the golden knife in Yuan Qing's hand, and his eyes showed greed, he was a connoisseur of goods, the gold knife itself weighed at least three catties, and the hundreds of gems inlaid on the scabbard and handle were precious, especially the water sapphire on the handle was rare, and this gold knife was worth at least five hundred gold.

"Sell me this knife, and I'll give you a hundred taels of gold!"

Yuan Qing pushed him to the end, "Get out!" ”

He put the golden knife in his arms, resisted the leopard and left, Wu shopkeeper also knew that he would not sell the golden knife, it was the thing of the Turkic Khan, although he was greedy, he didn't dare to buy it, but he wanted Yuanqing's leopard.

"Young man, sell me the leopard! I'll give you six hundred dollars. ”

This price is good, Yuan Qing thought for a while and said, "Six hundred and fifty hangings, sell it to you!" ”

Although six hundred and fifty hangings have exceeded the market price, the leopard bones are also worth a lot of money, and there is also He Ruobi's unjust boss who is willing to give ten taels of gold, and he also has to earn, so the shopkeeper Wu nodded and agreed, "Okay, let's make a deal!" ”

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