Under the old locust tree, Xuanyuan Qingfeng asked tentatively: "Today's visit to Xia Ma Wei, should it be regarded as Uncle Lu, the Tangxi Sword Immortal, or Lu Baijie, the squire of the Lu family?"

Xu Feng said in a young voice: "Forget it, ask the sword and give the sword as a Tangxi Sword Immortal, clear the feelings, and take the lead in greeting the younger ones as the elders, so I don't have to go to Lu Daolin, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, to have a lot of trouble." Uncle Lu is a good person, but unfortunately he is in a temple and is in a high position, and everything has to be thought of for the family, so naturally there is no way to have both love and righteousness. I'm interested, so I won't embarrass him. If someone else does it, where do you dare to come to the door in person under the nose of the Son of Heaven and have a meal with me with a pleasant face, I'm afraid it's just to find someone to send a message to Ma Wei. ”

Xuanyuan Qingfeng sneered: "Officialdom figures, sure enough, there are more crooked intestines than the Yellow River. ”

Xu Fengnian said with a smile: "This is all simple and straightforward. ”

Xuanyuan Qingfeng skimmed over this smoky matter, and asked curiously: "Who do you guess will be the first to come to find your unhappiness?"

Xu Fengnian thought for a while and said slowly: "There are many big people in the capital, but there are only a handful of people who dare to directly kill the two stunned people who come to the door, and Princess Sui Zhu, who is not the same as me, must be counted as one." There are a few more people to ......"

Speaking of this, the catcher boy Ziliang stood at the gate of the courtyard and knocked on the door a few times, and then reported: "Your Highness, Her Royal Highness the princess paid a private visit to Ma Wei." ”

Xuanyuan Qingfeng was stunned for a moment, and Xu Fengnian, who had always been very crow-mouthed, got up with a self-deprecating look on his face and said, "I'll go see you." ”

The princess of Sui Zhu, Zhao Fengya, had already arrived in the outer courtyard, and the servant was still Zhang Huan, a nobleman from the dead country of Dongyue who hung a barbarian brocade double knife on his waist. She saw Xu Fengnian, who had nothing on her waist except for the jade belt, and sighed: "Now you don't even dare to wear a knife?" What, I'm afraid that someone will find you to compete in martial arts and show your stuffing? What did you say about killing the fifth raccoon dog in Tibing Mountain, who are you fooling?"

Xu Fengnian narrowed the pair of Danfeng eyes that too many women could not meet, and smiled slightly: "If you believe it, you will have it, and if you don't believe it, you will not have it." ”

Zhao Fengya said angrily: "Why didn't Uncle Xu come to the capital, wouldn't it be a shame for you to come here to make a fuss?"

Xu Fengnian said painlessly: "Xu Xiao said that you should take me to taste some snacks in the capital, and I will forget it." ”

Zhao Fengya snorted, "You are such a big piece of shit, it's too late for this palace to take a detour!"

Xu Fengnian pretended to be surprised and said: "The princess doesn't seem to be acting on a detour at the moment." ”

Zhao Fengya sneered: "Originally, I just asked Zhang Huan to expose your face, but seeing that you are going back more and more, you don't even have the courage to take a sabre, and this palace is not even interested in stepping on a piece of shit!"

Xuanyuan Qingfeng stood behind Xu Fengnian, the corners of his mouth curled, and there was obvious schadenfreude.

Zhang Huan, who had two long and short party knives hanging from his waist, didn't dare to take Xu Fengnian lightly after seeing him at first, and after seeing the young woman in purple, he was even more like a great enemy. For Her Royal Highness the Princess, who does not know the height of the sky and the thickness of the provocation to others, she is really dumb and knows that she has suffered from eating Coptis chinensis. The rivers and lakes are different from officialdom, the more mature the old fox in the officialdom, the more vicious and spicy it is, and the more respectable it is. After the people in the rivers and lakes have passed the prime of life, most of them are like chess, and the realm is far inferior to that of the young age, and it is rare to be a late bloomer after all. Compared with the previous Beiliang prince on Wudang Mountain, Zhang Huan already felt elusive and shallow, not to mention the gloomy woman whose face and clothes were all bewitching and charming, and the peak of her qi had reached a terrible level that made Zhang Huan admit defeat almost without drawing a knife.

Xu Fengnian smiled and said: "Then you don't have to dirty the princess's feet, everyone is happy." ”

Princess Sui Zhu turned around and put down an earth-shattering proverb, "Dare to intercept and kill the prince, this palace will see how you Xu Fengnian walked out of Tai'an City alive!"

Xu Fengnian looked up at the empty autumn and said casually: "Look, a sparrow is coming, and the sparrow is gone." ”

Zhao Fengya turned around angrily, Zhang Huan didn't dare to stop it, she walked to the bottom of the steps and pointed to Xu Fengnian standing on the steps, "Say it again!"

Xu Fengnian looked down with a smile at the tip of the small nose of this pungent and arrogant woman, with freckles and playful, "I said sparrows, what does it have to do with Her Royal Highness the Princess?"

Zhao Fengya didn't turn his head, and shouted: "Zhang Huan, hack him to death!"

Zhang Huan had no choice but to slowly pull out a relatively long Qiangdang brute knife, and then, there was no more.

The confused Princess Sui Zhu turned her head to look, and was about to reprimand a few words in annoyance, and then saw a scene that made her scream, there was a big red robe suspended behind the guard Zhang Huan, and the female ghost was laughing happily, stretching out six arms, one of which pressed Zhang Huan's knife arm, and the other arm pressed on Zhang Huan's head.

Zhao Fengya, like most royal women, believed in Huang Lao and believed in immortals, and was so frightened that she stepped back on the spot, knocked on the steps, fell backwards, and subconsciously closed her eyes and waited for the bumping pain, but fell into a warm embrace.

When she opened her eyes, it was a face she had never gazed at so closely, and a strand of white hair on his sideburns drooped down to the tip of her nose, soft and itchy.

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A small old house in the capital, two big men squatting pitifully on the steps, looking at a woman in the courtyard with a huge bluestone pressed pickled cabbage, whether rich or poor in the capital, every household has a large stone vat in the late autumn pickled vegetables in the winter customs, the woman is dressed plainly, plain water hibiscus, the appearance and temperament are generally the same, but also very bland, only concentrate on dealing with the sour cabbage, the expression is particularly focused, there are two tanks in the courtyard, there are five or six rivers in the water tank that are going to die at night, it is two gluttonous men who made a special trip to the river a few nights ago to steal, raised in the clean water tank to remove the mud and dirt, poor one of them is still injured, Wrapped like a zongzi, the method of this sauerkraut fish is also from his proposal, the master and servant men and women tasted it once, and they both thought it was good.

The injured man couldn't see his face clearly, and he carried a wooden sword on his waist, because he was resentful of the buddy next to him, he liked to use words to sarcastically, "Six cylinders, do you have this name because you like to eat sauerkraut, and pickled cabbage has to use a large vat, you happen to have six vats? Then your father is too careless to choose the name, I think it, you are a cheap son picked up by the roadside, you finally seized the opportunity to walk the rivers and lakes this time, why don't you hurry up to find your father? It's just a matter of coming to the capital to eat, why is your maid's swordsmanship better than you? Aren't you a trick? ! Your mother, Old Man Huang is not a thing, deliberately set Lao Tzu, and after competing with the old turtles of Qi Jiajie and Bai Changjiang, I realized that Lu Dao counted the maids who like to make sauerkraut the most powerful, so that Lao Tzu almost slipped out of the capital in frustration, thinking about practicing swords for another seven or eight years and then re-emerging from the rivers and lakes, if he hadn't met his beloved woman, he would have really died. By the way, six jars, in the future, why don't you let her pickle cabbage with peace of mind, what kind of sword to play, and then tell outsiders that she lost to me in the second battle, so that she has no intention of practicing swords, how about it?"

The young man, who had been nicknamed the six-cylinder, did not speak, but just stared at the women working in the courtyard.

The wooden sword ranger who lost three times in the sword competition said to himself: "I thought that when I came to the capital, how should it be my turn to raise my eyebrows, but I didn't expect that the stove fell eight lifetimes of mold, two days ago we went to the river to steal fish, and the city patrol armor bumpered, and after seeing me, he asked if it was Wen Busheng, Lao Tzu was invincible to your uncle! Liuhan, what about you, your swordsmanship is mediocre, that is, you eat a year or two more than me, tell me why, I looked back and saw Miss Li, so I could prescribe the right medicine, and say a few clever words to make her laugh. ”

The man in the green shirt with a short bamboo pole resting on his lap said flatly: "Didn't you threaten her that you want to be the most famous swordsman in the world, and then marry her? ”

The man wrapped in the wooden sword said angrily: "Invincible fart, do you really think that the first swordsmanship is a jar of sauerkraut for your maid's sauerkraut?

The elegant man in the green shirt and green bamboo pole always looked at the woman intently, and said with a smile: "As long as you defeat the Tangxi Sword Immortal Lu Baijie, then you are the most disadvantaged and the most famous swordsman in Tai'an City, and I am afraid that Miss Li will not be impressed by you?"

Luo Tuo's shabby wooden sword ranger sighed and said: "You are boring, you are 108,000 miles behind Xiao Nian, I just don't have the money to rent a house to live in, otherwise I won't live with you if I die." Lu Baijie is a squire in the military department, there are several big officials in the world, even if I win him with a sword, I will be considered a complete enmity with the government in the future, in case Lu Baijie thinks more viciously, and casually shouts hundreds of minions to intercept me, I only have two swords of kung fu, and the internal strength is not as good as you, how is it good? Even if I escape, the sword has no eyes, and I cut the officers and soldiers, and it is even worse, who has not won this trip to the rivers and lakes will be rumored to be the head of the rivers and lakes, then I must not be killed by Xiao Nian's jokes. ”

The young sword crown of the Wu family turned his head and glanced at this swordsman who was very melancholy, and only felt absurd, how could such a place ranger who was greedy for life and afraid of death be able to use those two swords that could be described as perfect? Wu Liuding, as a contemporary leader who has been the holy land of the sword for hundreds of years, has a deep and broad understanding of the sword, except for the peach blossom sword god Deng Tai'a and a few old dead trees of the sword mound, no one deserves to be around, but he can't figure out how the wooden sword man around him can stand out. The sophistication sword has always been regarded as the last stream of swordsmanship, and the sword mound is inclusive of all rivers, although it is said that it is the same for thousands of swordsmanship and thousands of sword moves, but the dry swordsmen of all dynasties have the least number of sophistication swords, and the most royal swords and domineering swords.

Wen Hua turned his head and asked: "Liuhan, do you have spare money in your hand, lend me some, I will compete with Tangxi Sword Immortal in a few days, I can't still wear this tattered body, I'm so sorry for my talent." Alas, if Xiao Nian is here, he will steal chickens and dogs, and he will help me buy one, which is like you, I don't have any understanding. You deserve to be inferior to your maid in swordsmanship for the rest of your life. I curse you to eat sauerkraut fish at night and be strangled to death by fish bones. ”

Wu Liuding's tone was quite helpless: "You seem to be a person who borrows money?"

Wen Hua rolled his eyes and said: "Your maid also used the two-sleeved green snake that she stole from the old sword god to deal with Lao Tzu, so she was kind?"

Every time she pickles sauerkraut, the woman who is more attentive than practicing swords turns her head to look, and only at this time will she open her eyes, this Cuihua, who has a very vulgar name but wears a Suwang sword, asked calmly: "Do you know that Li Chungang has two wishes?"

Wen Hua surprisingly didn't say anything mean to her, fell back to the ground, looked at the sky and said softly: "Naturally, I know the way, the old-timers are for future generations, and they open mountains and rivers in the way of the sword." It's a pity that I, Wen Hua, have never been able to meet Li Lao Sword God in my life. As for me, I can't practice the kind of sword intent of Mr. Li's predecessors, at most, I just follow the butt of the Peach Blossom Sword Immortal Deng Tai'a and eat ashes. ”

Li Chungang wishes that everyone in the world will be a sincere swordsman, and he will have two sleeves of green snakes.

Li Chungang wishes the world to amaze future generations, and everyone can open the door of heaven with a sword.