This ridiculous voice spread to every corner of Zuijiangxuan, this arrogant person, at this moment, in this restaurant full of masters and celebrities, there is no one who dares to criticize anything.

To say, this Jia Xin's cunning and brutality is even stronger than that Zhou Yaozu. Perhaps, this kind of publicity is also a common characteristic of the people on the Wei side.

In Mu Qingye's heart, he was naturally extremely bored, and the recent events were one after another, and he always felt that this matter had just been a little bottom in his heart, and the other one immediately followed.

At this time, he naturally won't have any more competition with this Jia Xin. His father, although he still stays with the emperor, has no sword to protect, and at this moment he is like a personal guard. This is a big internal guard, but it's hard to even be an official.

This scene has also encountered the most embarrassing situation in more than a hundred years. This grace of His Majesty, at this moment, is ridiculed as pitiful. And he and his family are not even able to refute it.

Mu Qingye poured himself full again, and took a sip with an expressionless face, no matter how hot the wine was, it seemed that he couldn't feel anything.

There is a saying about beating a water dog.

Seeing the appearance of this curtain family now, this Jia Xin naturally wants to humiliate them more and more, the person who can't keep this sword, when the prince ascends the throne, the official of this sword protection order, and even the entire shogunate, has no value in existence. Therefore, he will never easily eliminate the dissatisfaction accumulated in his heart.

"What's the saying?"

Jia Xin asked deliberately.

"Lost dog!"

A small servant next to him said flatteringly.

"Well, yes, the dog who lost his family, but he should be the dog who lost the 'sword', the dog who lost the sword! Hahaha! ”

Jia Xin laughed wildly as if he was retaliating, and many of the domestic servants next to him immediately followed, as if they were secretly comparing with others who laughed louder.

Mu Qingye clenched the cup in his hand, and a burst of blue-white true qi around his body had already gathered in his body. This Jia Xin and the servants around him don't know martial arts, but they can also feel that the air around this scene seems to be boiling.

And an old slave immediately protected Jia Xin.

"Childe be careful!"

This old man is the person who was also drunk in Jiangxuan last time and advised Jia Xin, the old guy in Uncle Jia's mansion, Lao Zou.

Na Jia Xin looked at so many people around him, and thought to himself that Qingye couldn't do anything in that scene, and he didn't dare!

"Why, you sword slave, don't you still want to make a move on this son?"

This is still a strong irony, as if he is shouting: "You come to beat me!" ”

"Your shogunate is just a sword slave for several generations, if you dare to touch my son, your shogunate will be finished!"

Mu Qingye's anger is accumulating more and more, people who don't know martial arts only feel that he is faintly angry, and those who know martial arts are afraid that they will gasp at this moment.

The space around Qingye was almost inflated and distorted by his true qi, and the wine in the cup was like hot oil, boiling excitedly, but it was firmly trapped in the cup.

This old Zou obviously still knows some martial arts, he blocked the depths, and then leaned back slightly, signaling to let this Jia Xin and the others go back.

At this moment, Jia Xin seemed to be a little more nervous, and he rarely saw that Lao Zou would be so nervous.

Jia Xin swallowed a mouthful of saliva silently. At this moment, he didn't dare to speak anymore, but he was not willing to turn around and leave, as if he had confessed to himself.

As a result, this drunk Jiang Xuan entered a trace of awkward silence at this moment, and both sides seemed to be at a stalemate.

However, after a while, Qingye drank all the wine in the boiling cup, and seemed to be willing to swallow this unwillingness and humiliation.

Na Jia Xin also seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and looked at this Mu Qingye with disdain, sure that he was a worthless guy.

"Such a wretch, how can you be worthy of Xinya! Walk! It's bad luck to look at this thing! ”

Jia Xin waved his sleeves and walked away in disappointment. The servants and the old Zou around him naturally hurried to follow and protect this young master.

But Mu Qingye, who had just swallowed that glass of spirits, heard the last sentence of Na Jia Xin, and the murderous aura in his eyes flashed, like a demon with red eyes. He looked at the departing Jia Xin viciously, as well as the group of doglegs, and there was no forgiveness and tolerance in his eyes.

He put the silver on the table and disappeared into the drunken river pavilion like a gale.

The carriage of Jia Xin and the others was parked not far from this Zuijiang Xuan, which was a special place for parking.

It was supposed to be here, waiting for them to bring the carriage and horses, but today I felt unlucky, and this Jia Xin didn't bother to wait here, he and a few domestic servants also swaggered and walked there

"Eh, young master, today, let's go to the Zongheng Pavilion to play! It's okay to let those girls go to the young master to get lucky! ”

A slick-headed servant smirked flatteringly.

"Yes, young master, that kind of dog thing, how can you keep it in your heart, young master, you don't have to worry about him, it's still important to be physical, and pleasure is important!"

The person next to him also immediately offered his own sycophant.

"Yes, yes, yes! What kind of person is the young master! The nephew of the current queen, the cousin of the prince, and the son of the uncle of the country, that scene Qingye is just the son of a sword slave, and the sword is gone, just a slave, in front of my young master, pigs and dogs are not as good! How can you bother! ”

This one is more ruthless than the other, and it seems that they are all comparing. However, it was indeed in response to this Jia Xin's wishes, and the more he listened, the more relieved he became.

"Let's go! Go to Zongheng Pavilion! Find two girls to vent and vent! ”

Jia Xin said with relief.

It's just that on Fengjing Avenue at night, in an instant, the birds are scattered, the wind is not stopped, the surrounding quiet is terrible, and the people who are also dark, this large group of people, all feel their hearts tighten at this moment. It's like a kind of innate, innate fear, like a weak antelope seeing a majestic lion.

These people subconsciously, their legs are weak, and the subconscious tells them that they have to escape, otherwise, they will die!

"Childe, let's go!"

This Lao Zou is the first person to turn a sense of crisis into action. He dragged the somewhat dazed Jia Xin and immediately fled forward.

In the night, at a slight distance, he couldn't see the face clearly, and Jia Xin just felt that there was a demon with red eyes behind him, ready to pounce on him.

"Curtain ...... Makukiyono, you dare! ”

And the man seemed to enjoy the pleasure of this moment, and he followed closely behind, and he was going to take down the head of Jia Xin at any time!

"You, you'll regret it!"

Jia Xin screamed in horror, and the night was long street, as if he could hear his echo.

I saw that the long sword broke through the wind and pierced the sky, and this sword was bound to take the life of this Jia Xin.

Jia Xin was naturally afraid, except for Lao Zou, he was also an ordinary thug, and he might have some advantages in the face of ordinary people, but this person with strong martial arts, they were like ants.

The sword qi was together, in an instant, Lao Zou thought that he was invincible, he stood in front of Jia Xin, his palms gathered in front of his chest, all his skills were accumulated in one palm, and he fought desperately with the flying sword.

The sword palms intersected, and Lao Zou and Jia Xin were knocked away.

At the last moment, there was another sword, which was lonely and cold in the moon, and stopped the wind through the night.

The two swords intersected, the true qi was surging like a tide, and the domestic servants around it were like fluffy grass encountering a strong wind, flying away, and falling down in embarrassment, going back and forth several times, turning around, crying father and calling mother, but there was nothing they could do.

And just when they wanted to cry without tears, the surging true qi disappeared, and they fell one by one like dogs gnawing on, lying on the ground, holding their heads, not knowing what happened.

There was a bold one who slightly let go of his hands holding his head, looking at the people who were the same as himself all over the ground, as well as the old Zou and Jia Xin who fell to the ground. After hesitating for a moment, seeing that it was indeed fine, he immediately ran over and helped Young Master Najiaxin up.

"Young Master! You okay! Master! ”

The moment Jia Xin was hit, it was indeed not light, and he felt a little dizzy at the moment.

"You turtle grandchildren, get up quickly! Send the young master home! ”

The servant scolded angrily, and shouted urging as he helped Jia Xin into the carriage.

And in a secluded alley, Mu Qingye and a man in black stood opposite each other.

"Are you sober! Kiyono! ”

A person with a Confucian demeanor said indifferently, this person is the Mo Wen Great Swordsman who saved the head of the four major sects in the Seven Stars View back then!

"Wake up!"

Mu Qingye said with a somewhat ugly face.

"Uncle Shi, why are you back!"

Unexpectedly, this great swordsman who is all over the world is actually the uncle of Qingye in this scene!

Actually, this has to start from that year, when this Mo asked the great swordsman, when he had not yet obtained fame, by chance, he also became a strong shogun, and learned swordsmanship with that scene of Qianshan.

The swordsmanship taught by this family is naturally taught within the family, so in this Wei Kingdom, even if the prince wants to learn it, he may not be able to learn the essence. However, this is not a great swordsman, but he has learned so many tricks.

According to his own words, he can't be regarded as a disciple of the shogunate, first, this shogunate has no habit of accepting outsiders as disciples at all, and second, he just learned some basic things, at best, he is an outer disciple, and later his own cultivation has grown, and he has also improved and comprehended himself in the study of the shogun's swordsmanship, as well as in the discussion with Ye Guanyang and others.

Therefore, this master did not say that there was such a disciple as Mo Wen, this Mo Wen, and he did not mention it to anyone, his own teacher.

Of course, this is not a great swordsman, he is also worthy of being a person with outstanding talents, and now, he has also achieved such a high swordsmanship attainment.

"I heard that the Heavenly Sword was lost?"

Mo asked the Great Swordsman with a little curiosity.

"Yes! On that day, at His Majesty's night banquet, I lost it! I heard that it was an old man who colluded with outsiders and stole it when His Majesty untied his sword and went to the banquet! ”

Mu Kiyono said a little depressed.

Mo Wen nodded slightly, and seemed to understand the low mood of the kid in front of him.

"However, now that the matter has come to this, it is still important to find the sword first!"

Mo Wen naturally knew what extent this shogun, who had eaten and drunk and learned swordsmanship, valued this sword to what extent. Although this sword does not belong to their shogunate, it is a spiritual pillar of their shogunate and a symbol of their honor. The loss of the sword is almost equivalent to taking away the soul of this family.

"But how to find it, Your Majesty ordered that all the people who have a relationship with the old man be checked, and a reward for clues is also offered across the country, but this is tantamount to looking for a needle in a haystack!"

Makukiyono still had a depressed expression.

Mo Wen walked over, patted him on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "As long as the sword is still there, there will be a way!" Let's go, let's go home! ”

Mu Qingye is a little curious, this uncle, is he going to send himself back?

Of course, this is not asked, firstly, because I am worried that this kid's brain will be hot again, and he will seek revenge, and secondly, the old people who have not been seen for many years can naturally visit by the way.

When Mu Qingye smiled sadly and went to report to his father that his uncle was coming, this surprised his father.

And when Mo Wen appeared in front of Mu Qianshan, he asked Mu Qingye to retreat, and he and Mo Wen were left alone in the study.

"How many years?"

Makuchiyama asked with a slight feeling.

"It's been more than ten years! I can't really remember how many years it has been! ”

Mo Wen also said with some anger.

"I heard that the Heavenly Sword was stolen by a eunuch who colluded with thieves?"

Mo Wen did not shy away from it, but went straight to the point.

"Yes! Stolen! ”

Mu Qianshan sighed slightly, which made people feel a little sad.

"But what's the clue? Can it be traced? “

Mo asked at this moment, but it was not as peaceful as communicating with Makukiyono, but a little eager.

Mu Qianshan looked out of the window attentively, dazed, which is the truest portrayal of him at the moment.

"No, the old eunuch's family is all gone, it's like the world has evaporated, no one can provide useful clues, and the people I usually interact with have also been investigated, Kyoto is basically turning upside down, but there are still no clues! They can collude with the emperor's personal eunuchs, and they can take away the Pointing Heaven Sword unknowingly, presumably, the background is definitely not simple! ”

Mo Wen nodded slightly, noncommittal. There seemed to be an awkward silence in the room, but neither of them seemed to be embarrassed.

Just for a while, Mu Qianshan seemed to come out of his dazedness, he turned his head, and looked at the Xiucai who was handsome and handsome and had an extremely strong poetic and bookish atmosphere, but now he is a mature and stable middle-aged man, but he also feels that time has flown by.

"When I first heard that you were coming, I thought I had heard it wrong, but when I saw you, I was really convinced."

This seemingly unprovoked sentence made this Mo Wen feel a wry smile.

Makuchiyama brought over a cup of tea and placed it in front of him.

"She'......"

Mo asked the word "she" in his mouth, but it made Mu Qianshan, who held the teacup to his mouth, smile slightly.

"Wan Shui? Looks like they didn't come to me! ”

Mo Wen and Mu Qianshan both laughed together, but this scene Qianshan was a relieved smile, but Mo Wen's smile was a hint of relief and self-blame.

"As you can see, the two of us have taken over from the elders of the year and have taken turns guarding Your Majesty. I keep watch by day, and she keeps watch by night. At this moment, she is guarding His Majesty's side! ”

Mo Wen nodded slightly, as if there was a hint of regret.

Mu Qianshan sighed, and then said: "There were many misunderstandings back then, and they were all young at that time, and many of them didn't understand. After more than ten or twenty years, you must be able to see through it, you are gone, Wan Shui did not marry Xu Hu, and Xu Hu also married another wife and had a daughter! ”

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