In the first year of Tianshun, Wucheng.

Xiaohan, snow solstice, flowers and branches.

In a tavern on the outskirts of the city, a thin layer of snow had accumulated on the lanterns, and the shopkeeper was wrapped in thick winter clothes, sweeping away the dust from the duster, and listening to the discussion of the table from time to time.

"If you talk about the year before last, I remember that there was a sudden heavy rain along the city on the day of Jin, which was really a rare vision in the world." A man who looked like a scholar took a peanut, chewed it twice, and then said, "It was also on that day that the secret door disappeared from then on, I heard that it was the Flower Shadow Swordsman who robbed the young master of the secret door, and the door owner Xing Jiuyan was so panicked that he died of depression......"

"Don't talk nonsense," the young swordsman at the table sighed, "My eldest brother was in the city that day, and the ins and outs of it were clear. That virtuous prince is Xing Jiuyan's biological son, Xing Jiuyan did not hesitate to buy wizards for the sake of his parents, plotted to rob the gold, and wanted to kill his adopted son. ”

"The Flower Shadow Swordsman has a deep affection for the young master of the secret door, and he does not hesitate to go to Dali Temple for him...... A sword seals the throat. Even that Xing Jiuyan did not take a move in the hands of the swordsman. ”

The scholar took a deep breath, "Is this Flower Shadow Swordsman really so powerful?" ”

"Hmph," the swordsman sneered, "There were no less than a hundred and ten Jinyi guards present at that time, and there were about twenty or thirty rangers who wanted to take Qin Xuan's life to win gold, plus the disciples who surrendered to the secret door...... How do you feel about these people? ”

"At least, there will be 3,000 officers and soldiers."

The young swordsman poured a glass of plum wine and shook his head, "One person and one sword are enough." ”

The voice fell, and only the sound of inhalation around me was heard.

A shopkeeper secretly came over, "I also heard the nobleman who came to say that when the emperor heard about this, Long Wei was furious, and directly killed the nine clans of the wizard, but he left the life of the virtuous king, abolished his grade, and imprisoned him in the hidden court." As for Qin Xuan, Yin Guiren's own son, he was given the title of Zhao, but since that day Jin Yancheng, no one has seen King Zhao. ”

"Now that the new emperor has ascended the throne, he is also very distressed about this ill-fated royal brother, and he specially ordered the secret guards of Dali Temple to look for him, but he didn't find any clues, I'm afraid that he went there early, and I don't know."

Everyone sighed.

The young swordsman raised the flask and said to the shopkeeper, "Continue." ”

"Wow, come right away!"

The scholar pushed down the swordsman with a folding fan and asked, "Did your eldest brother say that, what about the ghost-faced man and the gambling king?" ”

"The four evils of the rivers and lakes of the mighty rivers and lakes have disappeared, but last month my uncle asked me to go to Yangzhou to do some business, and I seemed to have met a gambler on the flower boat, drank some wine, and only saw the golden cigarette stick, and I didn't know whether it was true or ......false."

The swordsman rubbed his jaw with a look of regret.

"Guest, your wine is here!" The shopkeeper walked over with a smile and a full flask.

The scholar saw that he was busy eating and drinking, so he didn't ask again.

The shopkeeper brushed the snow off the lantern, listened to the noise of the chatter, and was about to lift the curtain to go in, when he heard the sound of the axle of the carriage, and looked down to see a carriage firmly parked on the road.

At the front of the car sat a woman in a purple cloak, whose face was covered by a veil, and when she came, the bell tied to her boots rang.

"I will smell the fragrance of your plum wine from a distance, and I will take two cups."

Looking at the appearance of the carriage, you can know that the identity of the people here is definitely not low, the shopkeeper hurriedly answered, poured the wine with his own hands, put it in the back of the carriage, saw that the wine plug was stained with snow, and hurriedly wiped it clean with his sleeve.