In the thirty-eighth year of Daheng, August 15.

On the fifteenth night of August in the past year, by the forest garden by the Shengjing pool. On August 15 this year, in front of the east corner of Tianji Mountain. Where is the hometown in the mountains, and the moon is round in the southeast. No one will blow when the wind blows yesterday, and tonight is as clear as in previous years.

"Third Senior Brother!" Zhuang Lin stood in front of Ying Riyao's door with some apprehension, his voice was faint, with the charm of a family lang.

Ying Riyao, who was sitting in front of the case and reading the file, heard the sound and raised his head to signal Yingyi, who was standing next to him. Ying knew it, and invited Zhuang Lin in the next moment.

Zhuang Lin was wearing a blue ancient satin robe, his face was like the bright moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival tonight, his eyebrows were like ink paintings, and his eyes were childish. Although he is angry and sometimes laughs, he is contemptuous and affectionate, and he has the posture of a gentleman.

I saw that he was holding a letter in his hand, and his expression seemed to be pressed and excited, and he seemed to have made up his mind.

Ying Riyao's bright eyes, his eyes were burning and he could shoot cold stars, and he saw through Zhuang Lin's apprehension at a glance, waved his hand, and asked Yingyi in the room to retreat.

As soon as the mahogany door closed, Zhuang Lin cautiously approached Ying Riyao's case, and the letter that was clenched tightly in his hand did not need to be thought about to be sent by Yan Duan. He knew that his sister followed Mr. Beiguo away to learn art, and he had been worried in his heart, but as soon as he received his sister's letter today, he was as if he had drunk a tonic, and he hurriedly opened the letter to know his sister's current situation.

However, as soon as he saw the dense words, his head was dizzy, thinking that he should let the two scholars of Leshan and Leshui read the letter to him, but he was afraid that Yan Du would write something on the letter that no one else would know. Turning his head and thinking about it, it was better to find the fourth junior brother, but it happened that he had recently gone down the mountain, and the letter was in Zhuang Lin's arms, which hooked his curiosity every moment.

In the end, I still have to find my third junior brother, although the third junior brother is cold on weekdays, but he is still tolerant of Zhuang Lin, plus he has no intention of inquiring about other people's affairs, after thinking about it, it should be the best choice to find him to read the letter.

"Third junior brother, today I received a letter from my sister, please come and help me read it." Zhuang Lin carefully handed the letter out, and when Ying Riyao saw this, he reached out and took it, staring at the envelope made of thick kraft paper.

Twilight's letter? Ying Riyao raised his eyebrows, this little girl wrote a letter to him before, which made him angry, and now there is another one, I don't know what shocking words she will say.

Zhuang Lin saw that Ying Riyao had already received the letter, so he immediately walked beside him, only to see him take out a few pieces of letter paper inside, a pair of eyes were still cold, Zhuang Lin couldn't read the words, so he had to stare at Ying Riyao's face tightly.

The third junior brother is really handsome! He is also twenty-eight years old this year, and he already has the heroic spirit of a man, handsome, and heroic, and even the master says that he is a rare and outstanding person in the world.

I saw his eyes as cold as frost and snow, carefully reading every word of Yan Duan, suddenly, as if a smile was dyed in his eyes, and disappeared in an instant, Zhuang Lin was a little curious, and followed his gaze to the letter, but finally suffered the loss of illiteracy.

The next moment, Ying Riyao slowly put down the letter and told Zhuang Lin about the content of the letter:

"Your sister said that she lived with her master, Mr. Bei Guo, on the bank of a river in Yishui Town, Youzhou, and Mr. Bei Guo taught her a set of "Yishui Sword Technique", and she has achieved a little success. Mr. Bei Guo also praised her, saying that she was a genius, but for some reason, she couldn't learn the last form......"

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In the thirty-seventh year of Daheng, the ninth day of October.

Yan Du and Mr. Beiguo finally left Shengjing City before the 30,000 death knells of Emperor Heng. After they rode their horses for three days, the news of Emperor Heng's death spread throughout Daheng.

In the late autumn of October, the yellow cloud rice was thickening, the sound of Duo vibrated continuously, the sickle was cut to the head, and the horse was driven for a hundred miles at dusk, and Mr. Beiguo finally arrived in Youzhou.

"Little apprentice, there is Yishui Town in front!" Yan Du and Mr. Bei Guo sat on the tea shop, drinking herbal tea that was not delicious but could quench their thirst, Mr. Bei Guo pointed to the green hill in front of him, and said leisurely.

At this moment, Yan Du is wearing men's clothes, and he is still thin, but his eyebrows are full of vitality, and he does have the heroic spirit of a man. Since leaving Shengjing City, Mr. Bei Guo has taken her all the way to stop and stop, and enjoy the mountains and rivers, and the 800-mile road has been walking for more than ten days. She also faded away the squeamishness of cultivating in the dealer's house, and slept with the master's wind and food, taking the sky as a quilt.

Yan Du picked up a big white steamed bun and ate it uprightly, but suddenly heard the sound of riding a horse next to him, and a messenger jumped off his horse, sat down next to them with a big grin, and said loudly: "Shopkeeper, serve tea!" ”

"Great!" The diligent shopkeeper immediately handed over a large pot of tea, and Xu was in a hurry, only to see them gasping for air and drinking tea in large gulps.

A few curious people nearby dared to ask them, "Uncle is from Shengjing, right?" ”

The man drank tea, quenched his thirst, and was refreshed, and responded, "Yes! How? Are you curious about how the capital is now? ”

As soon as they heard that the postman was willing to speak, everyone stopped drinking tea and eating cakes, only staring at him and encouraged: "Oh, our new emperor is on the throne, who is not curious?" Ask the uncle to talk about it, so that we, the ordinary people, can have a good heart! ”

After hearing this, the postman drank all the water from the teapot, cleared his throat, and said to those who pricked up their ears: "Shengjing was turbulent before, as soon as the new emperor took office, he removed the position of the commander of the Yulin Guard, Meida, the Yulin army suddenly had no leader, and Mao Fang, the secretary of the military department, resolutely stepped forward and served as the commander of Yulin, this Mao family is really beautiful!" ”

After hearing this, Mr. Beiguo exhaled lightly, raised his hand and poured a cup of tea, and drank it violently. Xu listened too attentively, Yan Du didn't notice the master's emotional ups and downs, what is the Mei commander, she just wants to know how the dealer is now!

I don't know if God heard her heart, and the person next to her suddenly asked: "What about Zhuang Hao, the Hanlin scholar, I heard that he was the last person summoned by the first emperor, and he still came to announce the edict!" Didn't the saint give it away with ten thousand taels of gold? ”

What the? Is it Daddy's edict? Yan Dui's eyes were so frightened by that sentence that she glanced at Mr. Beiguo, but when she saw her with a smile in her eyes, she hinted at her with interest and continued to listen.

I saw that the postman took a bite of a big cake, and his mouth was vague: "How can there be any gold ten thousand taels, the Hanlin Bachelor's job is to write a proclamation, and it is normal for the first emperor to call him in to write a testament." He was originally an idler, but now he has inherited the grace, and he has not been promoted to make a fortune, I heard that he offended the saint before, and he had to worship God without being demoted, and he dared to try anything else? ”

After listening to it, the tight breath can finally be released, and my father and mother are fine, so it's good!

Mr. Bei Guo stared at the big white steamed bun in Yan Duan's hand, even if he was so hungry that he couldn't do it, this girl still ate neatly and uprightly, if it was seen by someone with a heart, it would be inevitable to guess.

I saw her pick up a steamed bun and say to Yan Dui: "Little apprentice, when you go out, you can't be restrained when you eat, otherwise you will be out of place." ”

Xiao Yandu, with red lips and white teeth, looked up at the master's demonstration, but saw her biting the steamed bun in a big bite, her expression was hideous like a hungry ghost reincarnated, and the chaotic thoughts that had just been tightened by the matter of Shengjing were all dispersed, and her big apricot eyes stared at her master's every move.

It turns out that walking the rivers and lakes, in order not to be suspicious, see food with your eyes shining and devouring it!

Yan nodded and said, "Master, the apprentice has learned!" ”

Immediately, he learned from Mr. Beiguo, thinking of the big white steamed bun as the belly of the abalone ginseng wings, and suddenly his appetite was greatly enhanced, his eyes seemed to see the enemy as fierce, and he opened his mouth wide and bit fiercely.

When Mr. Beiguo saw it, he had to give this kid a thumbs up in his heart, what an apprentice, learning things is fast!

Everyone in the tea shop looked at the big and small table, gobbling up, and they couldn't help but feel a little compassionate, how hungry should they be, to eat this virtue......

After eating and drinking, Yan Du and Mr. Beiguo rode their horses for less than an hour before arriving on the streets of Yishui Town.

"We live on the outskirts of Yishui Town, on the banks of the Yishui River at the foot of the Bajiao Mountain, and we still have to walk a little way." Mr. Beiguo looked at Yan Dusk, who had followed him all the way to eat and sleep without complaint, and still had to hurry back to do something serious and teach his lifelong learning to the little apprentice.

"That's right!" Mr. Bei Guo suddenly remembered: "Little apprentice, you don't have a sword yet!" ”

This kid is here to learn martial arts, but he doesn't even have a sword, so he can't break a branch to learn.

Yan Du followed Mr. Bei Guo honestly, listened to the master's words and pondered for a while, I haven't seen the master draw a sword along the way, it won't be just a third-rate swordsman!

No, since you recognize Mr. Bei Guo as your teacher, you must trust and respect the master! Yan Du shook her head and swept away all the bad guesses she had just made about Master.

"There's a blacksmith shop in front, come! Little apprentice, Master will buy you a peerless sword! Just as Mr. Bei Guo was thinking about whether to go home and ask Ah Chuan to sharpen a wooden sword for the little apprentice first, he happened to catch a glimpse of an iron shop from a distance.

Where did this country town come from? Yan Du silently scolded in his heart, but he still followed the master to step forward.

I saw that the shop that said "Lao Tie Hit the Iron Shop" already had some ready-made knives and ironware, Mr. Bei Guo turned over and dismounted, and said familiarly: "Lao Tie! Give me a sword! ”

Yan Du watched in surprise as the master walked freely in the sparkling blacksmith shop, and hurriedly dismounted and followed.

"The hero wants to buy a sword?" The shopkeeper stepped forward respectfully, looking at Mr. Bei Guo in white, the sword on his waist was expensive at a glance, and he should be a generous person.

With a smile on his face, Mr. Beiguo pointed at Yan Du and said, "The one I bought for my little apprentice, pick a light one, it must be sharp enough!" ”

Yan Du is small, with bright eyes and bright teeth, carrying a big bag on her back, and she looks like a small follower, and the shopkeeper saw that she was pretty, so he praised her: "The little boy is really handsome, we have a lot of good swords here!" ”

Then he led them to a batch of swords, and displayed them one by one: "This divine dragon sword, sharpen iron like clay, blow hair and break hair!" ”

Mr. Beiguo shook his head: "This is too domineering, my little apprentice is still a little baby!" ”

"Then the guest officer look at this ink sword, the blade is like autumn frost, cutting gold and jade!" The shopkeeper still smiled, drew another long sword and said.

Mr. Bei Guo shook his head again: "This master doesn't match the temperament of my little apprentice!" ”

"Then this Ganjiang sword, sharpen copper and chop iron, blow the hair and break the blade!" The shopkeeper drew another long sword, sweating profusely on his forehead.

Mr. Bei Guo shook his head again: "This luster is not good, it will be bloody and light when used!" ”

Yan Dui looked at the Gan Jiang sword when he heard this, it seemed to be no different from an ordinary sword, could it be that the master could still see the qi of the sword heart?!

The shopkeeper Xu was a little impatient by Mr. Beiguo's pickiness, so he asked her directly, "Then what kind of sword do you want?" ”

Mr. Beiguo smiled when he heard this, and saw her breezy and moonlit eyes bent, and he approached the store and said:

"Come and get cheap ......"

Mr. Bei Guo paid two silver taels, handed a bland sword to Yan Du's hand, and said, "Pull it out!" ”

Yan Du took the sword with both hands, held the pitch-black hilt with his right hand, and lifted the sword out of its sheath. She looked at the sharp twin blades, reflecting the sunlight shining through her young eyes.

"It's a good sword!" Mr. Beiguo looked at Yan Duan's posture with a sword, but he had a bit of a young man's taste.

"What is the name of this sword?" Yan Dui had joy in his eyes, and with it, he could finally follow Mr. Beiguo to learn the sword.

Mr. Bei Guo looked at Yan Du with a smile: .

"The name of this sword is the Great Sword!"