Spread out the scrolls.

Different from the dense words on the divorce scroll, there are only four simple words in this scroll: Kill King Wu!

Cheng Yangxi gasped.

This cold brother will really have a problem!

King Wu, the king of the Southern Wu Kingdom, must be protected by countless peerless masters!

How easy is it to assassinate him?

Putting the scroll into the quaint ring, Cheng Yangxi closed his eyes.

No way, after all, it is Brother Leng's last wish.

Either way, do it for him!

The carriage traveled for nearly an hour, and when it was completely dark, it stopped in front of a dilapidated wooden house.

Cheng Yangxi got out of the carriage and looked around.

It was dark everywhere, and only in a few places there was dim candlelight.

To the east of the village, unexpectedly, the lights are on!

"What kind of place is there?" Cheng Yangxi asked the old man curiously as he lifted the two large baskets out of the carriage.

The old man said, "Where do you say? That's Master Lu's home." ”

"Master Lu, very rich!" Cheng Yangxi said.

The old man sighed: "Not only is there money? In the entire Southern Wu Kingdom, Master Lu is also a person who can cause an earthquake by stomping his feet. Lu Nanfeng, little brother, you can't know it, right?"

Cheng Yangxi shook his head.

The old man looked at Cheng Yangxi with some astonishment and said, "Who are you, you don't even know the former prime minister Lu Nanfeng? Do you know that his daughter is the famous Concubine Lu?"

Cheng Yangxi's eyes lit up slightly, and he said, "Concubine Lu?"

The old man nodded and said, "Yes, it's her." ”

Cheng Yangxi secretly made a decision.

This Lu Nanfeng actually has a daughter in the palace, and he is still such a noble concubine, so the Lu family must have a channel to go to the palace to see King Wu.

You can start from here, get close to King Wu, and assassinate him!

The two of them were still outside the threshold of the wooden house, and a crisp female voice sounded inside: "Dad, you're back!"

The old man smiled and said, "Xuan'er, I'm back!"

In the dim candlelight, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl with a single ponytail on her head was sitting at a table wiping a long sword.

Although the girl was dressed in a coarse green cloth, she still couldn't hide her beauty.

Moreover, she has the temperament of a little girl next door.

At this time, she was holding a piece of silk the size of a palm and gently wiping the long sword back and forth, as if it were a peerless treasure.

However, Cheng Yangxi recognized it at a glance, the long sword was just a low-grade magic weapon.

In this world, weapons and armor have a set of quality divisions, which are divided into mortal weapons, magic weapons, spiritual weapons, spiritual treasures, treasure weapons, and so on.

Each major grade is further divided into three sub-grades: lower, middle and upper.

The inferior magic weapon is really the most inferior for an inspirational person who cultivates martial arts.

Those who practice martial arts are also called martial artists, and martial artists are divided into martial apprentices, samurai, martial masters, martial artists, martial artists, martial kings, martial emperors and martial gods according to their cultivation.

Similarly, each major grade is divided into three sub-grades: lower, middle, and upper.

This girl is an intermediate-level martial artist, and she has just started her career, so it is not surprising that she is holding a low-grade magic weapon.

The most critical problem is that the family is very poor, and it is unlikely that they will buy high-quality weapons or armor for the girl.

The girl heard the echo and looked up as she continued to wipe her sword.

When she saw Cheng Yangxi carrying two large baskets, the girl hurriedly stood up, put away the long sword, and said, "Dad, who is this?"

The old man said: "The little brother I met in Ou Acheng is penniless and has no place to stand. So, I asked him to come over and stay for a few days. ”

"I see. The girl bowed to Cheng Yangxi from afar and said, "Hello, Shaoxia, my name is Zhao Ruixuan, this is polite!"

Cheng Yangxi followed and saluted back: "Hello, my name is Cheng Yangxi." ”

At this moment, I saw an old woman with a vegetable bowl walking from inside the wooden house and said, "Come back, let's eat!"

When it is said to be eating, there is actually only one green vegetable plate and three steamed buns.

The group sat down, and the old man handed a steamed bun to Cheng Yangxi and said, "Little brother, the family is poor, and dinner will be served for the time being." Tomorrow morning, you can boil some of the leftover greens from today, and you will be able to eat a little by then. ”

As he spoke, he handed another steamed bun to Zhao Ruixuan, and he picked up the last steamed bun and broke it in half, half of which he kept for himself and half to the old woman.

Cheng Yangxi looked at this scene and was very touched in his heart.

The grace of dripping water will be reciprocated by a spring.

The kindness of this meal today will be repaid a hundredfold tomorrow.

After eating, the old woman spread a thick layer of straw in the living room, and said to Cheng Yangxi with a smile: "Little brother, I also listened to my old man about your affairs." In the past few days, you have been wronged and slept in the living room with my old man, don't be embarrassed!"

Cheng Yangxi hurriedly said: "You are too polite, aunt!"

However, although he promised, Cheng Yangxi didn't fall asleep all night.

The old man also seemed to notice it, apologized a few times, and then got into a fight with him.

From the old man's words, Cheng Yangxi knew that the old man's name was Zhao Yusheng, and the old woman was his wife Huang Ying.

This village is called Maeshimura.

The vicinity of Qianshi Village is a hundred miles away, and it is all the fiefdom of Lu Nanfeng.

Originally, these villagers in Qianshi Village had land to farm.

Since Lu Nanfeng returned to his hometown five years ago and chose to live here, ninety percent of the villagers' land has been recovered.

The villagers have no land to plant, only two roads to take.

Either the whole family enters Lu Nanfeng's house, the old one helps with the farming, the young man acts as the housekeeper, and the young and beautiful woman becomes their maid.

Or, you can only be like Zhao Yusheng, after losing a tael of silver, you can make a living on your own.

Cheng Yangxi was puzzled: "This is Lu Nanfeng's fiefdom? Then these lands are his, and he also gave you a tael of silver, although it is not much, but it is also benevolent and righteous." Moreover, compared to these two pieces of silver, why don't you go into their house? After all, if you are a former prime minister, and you have such a large fief, how can you make their slaves hungry? How do you think that it is better than you planting less than 10% of the land to sell vegetables?"

"The old man doesn't dare. Zhao Yusheng sighed.

Cheng Yangxi asked, "Why?"

Zhao Yusheng sighed and said: "Although Master Lu is quite upright, but his sons are all scumbags and scum!

"And-" Zhao Yusheng seemed to be very proud, and said, "Xuan'er is inspirational to cultivate martial arts, and the old man would rather live a hard life than cultivate her." ”

Cheng Yangxi nodded and said, "That's a good thing." ”

He decided that before leaving, he would teach Zhao Ruixuan advanced mental exercises and skill exercises to help her become a talent, which could be regarded as repaying the kindness of this family.