Chapter 15: Forge the Arts
In the meeting hall of Zhaojiabao in Qingfeng Town, an elegant middle-aged man on the main seat was carefully accompanying a young man to speak.
The young man was dressed in a cloth robe, his long black and dense hair was draped wantonly on his broad back, his face was angular, and the pair of bright eyes under a pair of sword eyebrows inadvertently revealed a trace of essence, showing a calm bearing that did not match his age.
The man on the main seat is Zhao Wenchang, the head of Zhaojiabao in Qingfeng Town, and the young man is Yi Hao. Yihao settled the villagers, and after half a year, he left Yijia Village and came to Qingfeng Town. The Zhao family in Qingfeng Town learned of the arrival of his benefactor Yi Hao, and warmly invited him to Zhaojiabao as a guest.
The Zhao family is one of the three major families in Qingfeng Town, mainly engaged in private schools, bookstores, books, pen, ink, paper and inkstones, and sold some groceries in Qingfeng Town. Qingfeng Town belongs to the county of Mishui. The Zhao family bought some goods at a low price from the county town of Mishui and sold them in Qingfeng Town. Although the profit is not large, the Zhao family is also well-off.
The younger sister of the head of the Zhao family is the aunt of Hu Gao, one of the commanders of the three guards in the county of Mishui, and this relationship is also well known inside and outside Qingfeng Town. It is said that Hu Gao is a martial artist in the Muscle Refining Realm, and generally no one dares to provoke him, so the Zhao family is also living peacefully.
Who knew that the last time in Basheling, knowing that the Zhao family had the support of Hu Gao, the gang of robbers still wanted to rob the Zhao family. After Hu Gao found out about it, he was furious and searched and searched everywhere in Mishui County. But shortly after his arrest, Hu Gao was reportedly warned to halt all searches. Hu Gao was forced to give up under strong pressure.
In order to appease Zhaojiabao, Hu Gao personally rode a high-headed black horse and took a few guards to Zhaojiabao in Qingfeng Town to warn the younger generation. Qingfeng Town, in recent years, there are few county bigwigs like Hu Gao who have come to visit.
At that time, Zhao Wenchang begged Hu Gao to keep Zhaojiabao for the sake of his sister's affection. Hu Gao reluctantly told Zhao Wenchang that there might be a way to keep Zhao Jiabao. That is, by all means, inviting the person who saved their caravan to Zhaojiabao at all costs, maybe it can solve the current crisis of the Zhao family.
Hu Gao listened to the description of the Zhao family, and Hu Gao believed that the young man must be a martial artist, and he was a high-level martial artist who had cultivated at least a higher level than him in the bone refining realm. If a teenager has such cultivation at a young age, his background must be strong. Even if he has no background, half a year has passed, and this young man is bound to cultivate more diligently.
Zhao Wenchang, the head of the Zhao family, has been closed to no guests after Hu Gao left. But today in the conference hall, Zhao Wenchang looked at Yi Hao with a very respectful expression.
"Yiengong, please think about it again!" Zhao Wenchang knew that Zhaojiabao had reached a critical moment of life and death. He recalled what Hu Gao said to him when he left, "The Zhao family is in danger, and I can't do anything".
"What do you need? As long as you are willing to stay in the Zhao family, our Zhao family is willing to pay any price. Beads of sweat rolled down Zhao Wenchang's forehead, and he pleaded in a low voice.
After saving the Zhao family's caravan last time, Yihao didn't want to get involved in these worldly grievances, and Yijia Village could no longer withstand any wind and waves. What he needs most at the moment is Yuanshi to take revenge by quickly improving his cultivation. But the Zhao family is only a secular family, and it is impossible to have Yuanshi.
Yi Hao's indifferent expression, Zhao Wenchang saw it in his eyes. For a high-ranking martial artist, he is a guest of a big family in the county town, and what can his own small family come up with to make him interested.
As if he had made some major decision, Zhao Wenchang said earnestly to Yi Hao: "Engong, my Zhao family has been inherited in Qingfeng Town for countless years. Our ancestors left us a library, but there is a saying that it has been passed down from generation to generation, and only descendants of the descendants are allowed to enter and refer to it. ”
Zhao Wenchang stared at Yi Hao eagerly and said, "As long as Engong agrees to stay in the Zhao family, I will open the library to you!" Feel free to flip through it. ”
Yi Hao stared at Zhao Wenchang and said in surprise: "Oh, the library? He was amazed that this little family still had a library.
"Engong, you come with me......" Zhao Wenchang led Yi Hao through several winding corridors in the fort, and finally arrived in front of a stone house.
The stone house is surrounded by rockeries and trees, and the surface is exceptionally dry and clean. At the entrance of the stone house, there was an old man with gray hair. After the old man saw Yi Hao and his party, he opened his eyes from a distance and looked here. When the old man looked at Yi Hao, Yi Hao felt a sense of danger being targeted by a poisonous snake.
When the old man saw them approaching the stone house, his eyes lit up. The old man quickly stood up, his ferocious momentum outward, and stared at Yi Hao like a beast. The old man's figure did not have the previous lazy and decrepit appearance, and he stopped outside the stone gate with a posture like a great enemy.
Yi Hao turned a blind eye to the old man's momentum. This momentum is almost negligible to him. But looking at the situation of this old man, it is estimated that he is also an acquired martial artist in the realm of refining muscles. For the Zhao family, it is not easy.
The old man looked at Zhao Wenchang angrily: "Wenchang, why did you forget the rules!" ”
"Hmph, how can this place bring outsiders!"
Zhao Wenchang hurriedly stepped forward, respectfully clasped his fists and said to the old man: "Uncle, this is Yiengong who rescued our caravan from Ba Snake Ridge last time. Then he walked up to the old man and whispered in his ear.
The old man's face changed. sighed: "I can't imagine that our Zhao family has fallen to such a point, none of you juniors ...... interested in practicing martial arts. It's sad, it's sad. ”
Zhao Wenchang was very embarrassed when he heard the old man's words. His father once named him Wuchang, but when he grew up, he had no interest in martial arts, so he insisted on changing his name to Wenchang.
The old man took out a key the size of a fist and opened the stone door.
"Go in!" The old man seemed to be unable to bear to see the stone house he was so hard to guard being visited by outsiders, so he shook his head and sighed as he finished speaking, and walked away with his back a little gloomy.
After Zhao Wenchang waited for the old man to leave, he respectfully said to Yi Hao: "Engong, uncle, he is one of the only two martial artists in our Zhao family. It is said that a hundred years ago, our Zhao family had martial artists in the realm of refining bones, and there were many martial artists in the realm of refining skin and refining muscles. The Zhao family also has some fame in Mishui County. ”
Yi Hao looked at Zhao Wenchang with a smile, thinking that the inheritance of the family has always been passed down for a long time because it is both civil and military, and this situation is not caused by you Zhao Wenchang himself. Zhao Wenchang couldn't help but blush when he saw Yi Hao's smile.
"Eun Gong, please come in."
Walking into the stone house, Yi Hao swept his eyes and saw that the first floor of the stone house was piled up with all kinds of books. According to Zhao Wenchang, this is the result of dozens of generations of their Zhao family. Each head of the family will collect all kinds of precious books as the main task of the family inheritance. In his generation, the Zhao family gradually declined, and he had to collect some ordinary books.
Yi Hao walked to the bookshelf and flipped through some books at random. These are miscellaneous books, poems, moral cultivation, and so on.
Yi Hao walked to the innermost part of the first floor and found a few books on the pale red shelves. The materials of these books are not silk cloth, but are made of unknown red animal skins.