Xu Fengnian slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity, which had been accumulated for a long time.

If it weren't for the fact that they rushed to Shuzhao to erect the banner of recovering the country, many of the chess pieces secretly buried there in Beiliang would not have surfaced so quickly, even if they kept it, it was far better than the current embarrassing situation, if it wasn't for Chen Zhibao not completely tearing his face with Beiliang, those spies who had spent countless energy and financial resources in Beiliang would have been left without one, you must know that in the established strategy of Master Li Yishan, once the Liyang Imperial Court made up its mind to drag its feet in the future Liangmang war, Beiliang would directly point at Shu Zhao, as the strategic rear of Beiliang's successor grain and grass soldiersTherefore, for the continuous penetration of Shu and Zhao, Beiliang can be said to spare no effort, far more important than the Central Plains, so a diligent steward in a certain county palace, an old-fashioned private school gentleman who preaches and teaches, a peddler pawn who runs around the market, a Fengyun Oiran who flatters the guest in the Qinglou Hook Fence, and even the real power captain in the Shu Zhao army, may be the dead soldier of the water house.

Take 10,000 steps back and say that Shu Zhao and Beiliang were cut off by Chen Zhibao, even if the Xu family iron cavalry did not hold Beiliang in the end, so that those chess pieces in the water room could not make contributions in the end, but the most unfortunate, those people were able to slowly die of old age in Shu and Zhao with an unknown regret. Instead of being like now, like wandering ghosts and wild ghosts, exposed in broad daylight, not only Chen Zhibao knows their identities, but I am afraid that even Liyang Zhao Gou has begun to quietly record files, just waiting for the future to be convenient for the autumn to settle accounts.

For Su Su, Xu Fengnian can't talk about how to hold grudges, this young man is a puppet who can't even be regarded as a shopkeeper, and under the general trend, he can only go with the flow. In Shu and Zhao, Su Su pulled the blind pianist to pretend to be the head of the young man, and wandered around the rivers and lakes wantonly, which is not a kind of emotion similar to drinking to drown his sorrows. And for the swordsmith surnamed Qi in front of him who once gave him a new sword "Spring and Autumn", Xu Fengnian only admired.

In the final analysis, Xu Fengnian was angry at Zhao Dingxiu's defection, but he resented his carelessness even more.

At some point, the king can prosper the country or perish the country with a word, the historian will determine whether the name of the person will be left in history or leave a stench for 10,000 years, and the word of the military general will determine the victory or defeat of life and death.

Soldiers, the country's major affairs.

No joke.

Maybe the simple-minded Su Su is just guilty of his treachery with the old master, and he can't think of those Beiliang dead soldiers who have been rooted in Shuzhao for many years, and he can't think of the deeper Liangliang war pattern, this young man from a noble background, after all, since he was sensible, he only knew that he was an ordinary remnant who was eating and waiting to die in Beimang, and he only knew that the old master was a pedantic and strict old scholar, and Uncle Qi was nothing more than a blacksmith with more strength. What Zhong Ming Ding Food, what King Sheji, what Xishu Emperor Uncle died at the city gate, what Xishu and the country died together with the ministers crowned the Spring and Autumn Period, except for the golden dragon Shu brocade that wrapped the child in the swaddling clothes, he didn't wear a day of prince python clothes, so he didn't understand those impassioned at all.

Su Su snorted secretly, showing that his temperament was weak and he had no ambition at all.

He only longs for the rivers and lakes, and does not like that kind of strange temple officialdom.

After the death of the country, the old ministers of the Su clan saw the kind of tears in their eyes, the kind of kneeling and bowing, not only did not make this ambitious young man feel happy, he would only feel that the burden of a thousand catties was on his shoulders.

In private, he once laughed at his favorite blind female pianist and said: It is useless to Su Su.

I don't know when, Wei Miao and Miao, who didn't come here with Su Su and the three of them, the couple were already standing behind the swordsmith surnamed Qi, invisibly separating the flow of people. Especially when the Miao Jiang woman in gorgeous clothes smiled and smashed the palm of a disciple, the good men and women in the crowd who just came to Wudang Mountain to burn incense began to scatter.

Wei Miao took a few steps forward and said straight to the point: "The King of Shu wants me to give a message to both of you, and there will be no obstacle to the crossing." ”

Xu Fengnian found that the swordsmith surnamed Qi frowned, and he knew it in his heart, so he asked, "When did he deliver this sentence to you, before or after the Chunxue Mansion accident?"

Wei Miao said indifferently: "I won't say, it's not important. ”

Xu Fengnian no longer ignored the famous No. 1 Grandmaster of Nanzhao, and looked at the swordsmith surnamed Qi, "I also give a message to Old Master Lu for me, the relationship between Beiliang and Shu Zhao is not as good as Beiliang and other places in the Central Plains, once we can't hold the Beicheng City, Shu Zhao is destined to soon need to face the Beimang Iron Cavalry, so 20,000 people is the least, and it must be elite, otherwise we will only help Beiliang when we come to Beiliang, and we can only send it to death." ”

The swordsmith surnamed Qi nodded.

When the dust settled, Su Su was just about to turn around and leave, when he heard the young vassal king ask with a smile: "After spending so much money, it can be called the most expensive marriage sign in the world, don't you try your luck?"

Su Su still insisted on leaving, but her cuffs were pulled off, and when she turned her head to look, although she closed her eyes, her face was obviously full of hope.

Su Su's heart suddenly softened, walked back to the table with a straight face, held the bamboo tube, shook violently, and finally shook out a bamboo stick.

Xu Fengnian reached out and picked up the bamboo stick, glanced at it, and then showed a look of pity.

Su Su's mood instantly fell to the bottom.

After the previous turmoil that was deeply injured by internal injuries, the young man who was worse at the moment no longer had the slightest cynical demeanor, and his eyes were red again.

Xu Fengnian sighed.

Su Su turned his head and squeezed out a smile at the blind female luthier, "Let's go, this sign doesn't work." ”

Xue Songguan smiled and nodded.

Xu Fengnian raised his eyebrows, "Not working?!"

Su Su didn't even have the spirit to fight her mouth, and she took her hand and was about to leave.

I only heard a sentence from behind, "The thirty-ninth sign, 'the person who is in mind, the person in the favor'." Sign-up. Oh, it doesn't work. ”

Su Su was struck by lightning, and turned around to snatch the marriage sign in Xu Fengnian's hand.

Xu Fengnian's arm holding the signature dodged high, "Give the money first, one hundred wen!"

Su Su glared at each other angrily, "Still collecting money?!"

Xu Fengnian's other thumb and index finger twisted slightly, "If you don't give money, you can't see it." ”

Xue Songguan smiled, silently took out a weaver's splendid delicate money bag, and asked for money.

Su Su grabbed her wrist, stared at Xu Fengnian fiercely, gritted her teeth and said, "It's really good?"

Xu Fengnian lazily left a sentence: "Believe it or not." ”

Even the swordsmith surnamed Qi, who has a wooden temperament, is a little unbearable, and our Royal Highness the Crown Prince has met this young vassal king, which is really sad and sinful.

Xue Songguan still gave a hundred wen, but she stretched out her hand and spread her palm.

Sign, whether good or bad, she wants to collect.

At the same time, the blind pianist who was second only to the Peach Blossom Sword God Deng Tai'a in the Xuan Realm was full of momentum.

She didn't give the young vassal king the slightest chance to change the bamboo sticks.

Sign, no matter up or down, she wants the real one.

Xu Fengnian smiled and handed out the bamboo stick, Su Su grabbed it in his hand first, and then was stunned.

Xu Fengnian sighed.

Xue Songguan's gloomy expression flashed away.

Sensing the subtle changes in her, Su Su immediately came to her senses and said angrily: "The surname is Xu!

Xu Fengnian laughed, "I read it wrong, I read it wrong, it's the eighty-first sign, it's better than the sign, and it's a good sign!"

Xue Songguan raised her head suddenly, facing Su Su, her face was full of incredulity.

Su Su hugged her fiercely, with a crying voice, and said, "It's really good to sign, really!"

Xu Fengnian shook his head and said: "Eighty-one signatures, 'but wife'!"

Xue Songguan broke free of Su Shu's embrace slightly, she turned sideways, her cheeks were crimson for the first time, and then solemnly gave a blessing to the young vassal king.

Perhaps it was because he was grateful for setting up a stall here to untie the lottery, so that Su Su shook out this good lottery that she never dreamed of.

Maybe he was glad that he didn't die in the assassination in the alley of the North Mang Rain, so that he got to know Su Su.

may be grateful to him for his retention at the last moment, which is tantamount to helping Su Shu untie the knot in his heart.

Xu Fengnian waved his hand and quipped: "Miss Xue, to tell you the truth, this shortbread is really not worthy of you." He shook the lot, of course, it would be a good sign, but Xue Songguan, you are really unladylike, so if you shake the lot, I dare to assert that it must be under it

Sign. ”

Su Su had already tossed Xu Fengnian so much that he didn't have any energy left, and even the sentence "let go of your mother's bullshit" sounded weak and weak.

Xu Fengnian beat the water dog: "Shortbread, since it is a good sign, I will give another 100 Wen, what a festive thing, this little money can't be saved." ”

Su Su didn't say a word, and took Xue Songguan and left.

Although he is second only to the old master Zhao Dingxiu, the minister of Fulong, but the swordsmith surnamed Qi arrived in Shuzhao, but he never got involved in military and political affairs, he said goodbye to Xu Fengnian with a fist, and Xu Fengnian also got up and hugged his fist to send him off.

Since we meet in the rivers and lakes, we are different from the rivers and lakes.

There are only rivers and lakes, no temples.

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After the Spring and Autumn Period, there were two battles of grandmasters, which made Liyang Jianghu the most fascinating.

One was when Li Chungang and Wang Xianzhi fought over the East China Sea.

One is Xu Fengnian, the king of Xinliang, Deng Tai'a, the peach blossom sword god, and Cao Changqing, the big official, and the three of them fought in Tai'an City.

As for the battle between Tuoba Bodhisattva and Deng Tai'a, or Xu Fengnian and Tuoba Bodhisattva's transfer to the Western Regions for thousands of miles, because there are not many bystanders, it is far less powerful than the former.

And before today's thatched hut, it is even more lonely. There are only three spectators, and none of them are the kind of Taoist people who like to play with their lips and tongues, presumably in the end, most of the rivers and lakes will not hear about this peak contradiction.

However, on both sides of the war, one was a white-clothed monk who entered Tai'an and enjoyed the world's reputation early, and the other was the pillar of the country who held half of the power of the dynasty's troops, and they definitely didn't care about those rivers and lakes.

Gu Jiantang suddenly smiled dumbly, withdrew his palm, shook his head, and stopped talking.

Bai Yu squinted his eyes, couldn't see it really, and asked curiously in a low voice, "Why don't you fight yet?"

Qi Xianxia said indifferently: "The fight is over." ”

Bai Yu was stunned, "What's the matter, it's faster than quarrels in the rivers and lakes now?"

Qi Xianxia's figure stood straight under the eaves, and from his direction, although he could only see the back of the white-clothed monk, Qi Xianxia was still able to rely on the slight tremor of the snow-white robe, as fast as thunder, but he was forcibly pressed down by Li Jingxin.

Abbot Heaven and Earth.

A robe is a small world.

That world is just Bai Yu Han Gui can't see clearly, if you are in it, it will really be turned upside down.

In short, Gu Jiantang seems to be understated and even seems to have no power to make a move, if he is replaced by another person to carry it, at the foot of the majestic mountain, then he will be destroyed by the opening of the mountain, and at the mouth of the river, the river will be poured into the sea for dozens of miles.

The beads on the chest of the white-robed monk slowly fell silent.

At this moment, the summit of a large peak in the north of the Great Lotus Peak shattered, and the sound was as heavy as thunder.

Gu Jiantang said helplessly: "Li Beware, this is not appropriate, right?"

The white-clothed monk smiled and said: "I'm sorry, after the poor monk went up the mountain, he watched the Taoist priests boxing every morning, and he also realized that he learned the four taels of thousands of catties." ”

He said that he was embarrassed, but the middle-aged monk didn't seem to be embarrassed.

Gu Jiantang snorted coldly.

The white-clothed monk hesitated for a moment, and said with a serious face: "The strength is magnificent, and Wang Xianzhi's strength is reduced by ten, it is the same thing, if you change to Wang Xianzhi to carry it, you can also make him injured, of course, it is still unrealistic to beat Wang Xianzhi with this." ”

Gu Jiantang asked calmly, "That's all?"

The white-clothed monk said with a smile: "Of course, the most important thing is that your move can damage your popularity, if you cut seven or eight knives in succession, Wang Xianzhi will also fall rapidly, otherwise I will not use your knife to the mountain peak behind." ”

Gu Jiantang said proudly: "I can make twelve swords in a row!"

The white-clothed monk said angrily: "Do you think that you have the heavenly physique inherited from Gao Shulu with the surname Xu? and at the same time, you have the Wudang Rhubarb Court, which is full of qi and energy, Wang Xianzhi can crush you to death with three or four punches!"

Gu Jiantang sneered.

The white-clothed monk touched his bald head, "You really don't believe it, there are only a handful of people in the world who really know how powerful Wang Xianzhi is, Li Chungang, Xu Fengnian, at most one Hong Xixiang, and the others can't even understand Deng Tai'a Cao Changqing, after all, those two people have never really had a life-and-death struggle with Wang Xianzhi." Also, even if the poor monk doesn't use the essence of the Wudang boxing technique, standing still and letting you cut twelve knives, the poor monk's body can still be as immobile as a mountain. It's just that I'm going to do something myself in the near future, and I can't compromise my strength here. ”

Gu Jiantang was silent.

The white-clothed monk sighed and said, "Gu Jiantang, if you can be obsessed with the knife without distraction, you may not have the opportunity to fight for the first person in the world." ”

Gu Jiantang regained his normal complexion and said with a smile: "In Gu someone's opinion, the knife can only be a murder weapon for killing people on the battlefield, used to compete for the fame of the rivers and lakes, it is too bad." ”

The sword is merry in the rivers and lakes, and the sword is full of blood on the battlefield.

This may be the true cognition of the great general Gu Jiantang's heart.

Gu Jiantang finally asked, "I want to know, who in the world can break your King Kong physique?"

The white-clothed monk touched his head and stretched out three fingers, "Deng Tai'a's Tai'a sword." ”

Gu Jiantang nodded, he had already guessed.

The white-clothed monk continued: "The snoring of the poor monk's daughter-in-law. ”

Gu Jiantang took a deep breath.

I left without saying hello.

The third person, he already doesn't want to know at all.

The white-clothed monk still chattered and said: "Then there is the little mallet in the hand of the poor monk's daughter, who likes to use her father's head as a wooden fish to knock, and the girl doesn't know that she feels sorry for her father, and it naturally hurts to be a father." ”

Bai Yu and Han Gui looked at each other and smiled.

The world is difficult, and it doesn't seem to be difficult in front of the white-clothed monk Li Jingxin.

Han Gui suddenly said with a bitter face: "Sir, that damaged mountain?"

The white-clothed monk turned his head and smiled and said, "Find someone surnamed Xu and ask for money to repair it!"

Han Gui thought for a while, "It's also a good idea." ”

As the assassin of Liangzhou, Bai Yu hurriedly waved his hand and said: "Either or not! Our Beiliang doesn't have much silver now!"

Not long after Gu Jiantang left, the group that went to buy rouge returned earlier than expected.

The two children of Xiaodao Tong Qingxin Yufu were secretly happy.

In front of the three people, Li Dongxi pulled Wu Nanbei's ears, and Li Beware of his daughter-in-law pulling his daughter's ears.

The woman was annoyed and said angrily: "Li Zi, are you still your mother's daughter? If you hadn't dragged Ben Nanbei to listen to you talk about the rivers and lakes, and delayed the time, otherwise he would have gone to Yuqingguan earlier, and he wouldn't have been able to buy the Mianyan branch of Yanliufang?"

Li Dongxi tugged at the ears of the stupid Nanbei and said angrily: "It's all your fault! What kind of smoke and willow fang Mianyan branch is what you said! I don't know how to say it earlier!"

Wu Nanbei said aggrievedly: "Master, Li Zi, I didn't expect that the master had hidden the silver from the beginning." ”

The three of them looked at the white-robed monk together.

The middle-aged monk folded his hands, looked up at the sky, and muttered, "Buddha bless, I can have food tonight." ”

At this time, no one present knew that the string of Buddhist beads on the chest of the white-clothed monk Li Beware was actually a rope string of one hundred and eight peach wood beads, not only because of perennial wear and tear, but also because of Gu Jiantang's knife, which had dissipated like smoke.

Although there is no rope, the Buddha beads are still in a string, and it is Li Dangxin who made it in one go.

The world is impermanent.

Beware of business as usual.