"Uncle Junior, what's wrong?"

Song Qingshu also saw that Meng Xiuyuan's face was wrong, for fear that something was wrong, so he hurriedly asked.

"It's okay, I'll go out, don't make a noise about it."

Meng Xiuyuan shook his head, didn't say much to Song Qingshu, got up and took the sword hanging on the wall, and quickly walked out of the door.

Seeing this, Song Qingshu became more and more panicked.

Because he looked carefully, he found that what Meng Xiuyuan was holding was not the real martial sword that he was used to wearing, but the Heavenly Sword that was known as the Heavenly Sword that must drink blood when it was unsheathed.

"Little uncle, do you want me to inform my father and a few uncles and let them go to the appointment with you?

The few of you at least take care of each other, and if you really encounter danger, you can also form a True Martial Seven Interception Formation to meet the enemy......"

Seeing that Meng Xiuyuan was about to leave the house, Song Qingshu couldn't help but ask more.

If it was an ordinary battle in the rivers and lakes, he would never have the slightest worry about Meng Xiuyuan, he would only feel that the opponent did not know whether he was alive or dead, and he dared to hit his little uncle with peerless martial arts.

But at this moment, Meng Xiuyuan already had the deeds of killing through the army formation and capturing the enemy generals alive, and the little county lord of the Ruyang Mansion dared to invite him to the banquet, which was obviously based on something, and he had to guard against it.

Who would have thought, after Meng Xiuyuan heard this, he didn't care at all, and only turned around and smiled at him

"Don't worry, your little uncle knows it.

When you go out, remember to help me lock the door, every piece of paper in my house is precious, don't let the wind blow away. ”

Then, he turned around again and drifted away.

Song Qingshu was helpless when he heard this, stood in place and was stunned for a moment, and then he had to carefully put away the paper and pen on the table according to Meng Xiuyuan's instructions, and then lock the door honestly.

Although he didn't understand what the importance of these things was, since Meng Xiuyuan had said so, there must be a reason for him.

didn't think about it, he had just locked the door here, and was about to go back to think about his father's report, when he heard a delicate voice from outside the hospital:

"Master, you said that you will guide me and Xiao Zhao to practice today, but you can't push it anymore.

You are such a hero, why do you think about books every day, and you are too unprofessional......

Hey, Senior Brother Song, why are you here? What about Master? ”

Zhou Zhiruo and Xiao Zhao walked into the courtyard, saw Meng Xiuyuan's door closed, and saw Song Qingshu's sad look, so he couldn't help but ask.

Song Qingshu hesitated a little when he heard this, but he thought that if Zhou Zhiruo was a distant disciple of Meng Xiu after all, he would have nothing to hide, so he told him what had just happened.

Zhou Zhiruo's face changed slightly after hearing this, and he was silent, leading Xiao Zhao to turn around and leave immediately.

……

Speaking of Meng Xiuyuan's side, as soon as he came out of the mountain gate, he saw two Mongolians dressed as hunters waiting for him.

Although these two people are sturdy and strong-looking, they have a temperament of obedience and obedience, and they should not be born in the army, but just domestic slaves in the Ruyang Palace.

"Meng Shaoxia, the road is a little farther, please get on the horse and ......"

The two didn't say much, only respectfully saluted Meng Xiuyuan, and then led a tall horse with a red maroon over, and at the same time stretched out his hand to make a "please" gesture.

These two people brought three horses, all of them were BMWs, especially the most divine horse in jujube red, born fat and strong, and the color of the coat was as bright as satin.

But Meng Xiu had a vision, but he couldn't help frowning, and he didn't like it in his heart.

"No need, you guys go ahead, I'll keep up."

Meng Xiuyuan glanced at the divine horse and said in a cold voice.

The reason why this is so is not that he is deliberately strong, but that he has to show off his light skills.

It was this horse that made Meng Xiuyuan feel bored at a glance and unwilling to ride.

The horse itself is a good horse, there is no problem, and with Meng Xiuyuan's kung fu, even the most fierce spirit of the horse cannot escape his control.

It's just that the saddle used on his body is quite well-written.

It is not used for the usual saddle and pack saddle, but for the pompous and fancy appearance of the Mongolian ceremonial saddle.

The saddle is decorated with gold and silver saddle flowers, supplemented by exquisite embroidery and weaving, and is full of abstract drawings that resemble yurts and wheels, revealing a strong Mongolian national characteristics from top to bottom and from the inside to the outside.

Such a special saddle has always been used exclusively for Mongolian nobles in important rituals, and ordinary Mongolians can't even touch it.

At this time, he deliberately installed on this horse and brought it to Meng Xiuyuan, a Han man who did not deal with the Yuan court, to ride. To say that you don't have some heart to calculate it is to deceive yourself.

Sure enough, as a confirmation, the two house slaves of the Ruyang Mansion were not surprised at all when they heard Meng Xiuyuan's refusal, and immediately deliberately spoke:

"In this case, if Meng Shaoxia can't keep up later, he will definitely inform our brother.

Otherwise, if the lord's guest is lost, we will not be able to afford this responsibility. ”

Meng Xiuyuan didn't want to talk to people like them, so he just nodded and stopped talking.

After the three of them got off Wudang Mountain and onto the road, the two Tartars began to deliberately gallop on their horses, constantly shaking their horsewhips to speed up the horses under them.

Meng Xiuyuan smiled slightly when he saw this, and he couldn't see the slightest difficulty in flying with light skills.

In such a period of more than an hour, the three of them hurried to a small town, and the two Mongolians looked at Meng Xiuyuan's eyes at this time, as if they had seen a ghost.

The two horses under them were almost foaming at the water, but Meng Xiuyuan had been following behind so leisurely, it was really unimaginable.

For Meng Xiuyuan, such a small trick of theirs is actually insignificant.

I only sighed that this little Zhao Min hadn't seen him for many years, and he still had the same personality as he was a child, and he had to calculate and let Meng Xiuyuan consume some physical strength and true qi in this short way.

Thinking about it, with her ingenuity, she also knew that such a plan would not be of great use. It's just her competitive temperament that makes her always want to win and take advantage of it.

However, thinking that she sent the dragon slayer knife to the door to save herself a lot of trouble, Meng Xiuyuan didn't want to worry about these things with her.

Although Meng Xiuyuan didn't remember the road very well, he also recognized that this was Huanglong Town, not far from the west of Wudang Mountain.

Looking up, I saw a luxurious Mongolian felt tent erected on the open space by the river outside Zhendian, which was very abrupt in this small town with Han architectural style.

There are many people in front of and behind the tent, but they are all royal house slaves who seem to lead the way, and there are no martial arts masters, and there are no Mongolian officers and soldiers to press the formation.

Obviously, at least from the bright side, Zhao Min did not have the intention of using force with Meng Xiuyuan this time.

Seeing this, Meng Xiu simply walked towards the felt tent, but he didn't think about it, and was immediately stopped by the two tartars behind him:

"Meng Shaoxia, the county lord is not in the tent, please come with us."

With that, the two led Meng Xiuyuan to a slightly humble tavern in the town.

When they reached the door, the two didn't dare to go inside, so they only bent down and saluted, and stretched out their hands to signal Meng Xiuyuan to invite in.

Meng Xiuyuan was bold, and he was not afraid that this was a Hongmen banquet, so he simply pushed open the curtain and walked in.

At first glance, this is indeed just a small shop with nothing special, and there are a few tables in the inner hall, and a tube of wooden fast is inserted on the table.

I don't know if it's too early, or if Zhao Min secretly sent someone to stop him, in short, there are no customers in the store at the moment, only a pretty and beautiful girl sitting at the table in the middle.

Seeing Meng Xiuyuan enter the door, her eyes lit up, and she immediately got up to greet her.

"Big brother, you're finally here, please take a seat."

As she spoke, she turned to the shopkeeper who was standing with her head bowed on the side, and told him to take a hot pot, cut three catties of raw mutton, and beat two catties of liquor.

Everything is ready-made, so the preparation is extremely fast. As soon as the two of them sat down, the shopkeeper had already served dishes to the table one after another.

"Big brother, why haven't you spoken or looked at me since you entered the door?"

Zhao Min on the other side of the table saw that Meng Xiuyuan had been absent-minded, and couldn't help but ask with a little coquettishness.

But she didn't think about it, but Meng Xiuyuan still ignored her as if she was a transparent person, but turned her head and inadvertently glanced at the shopkeeper who was serving food on the side, frowning slightly and looking carefully.

A moment later, just as the shopkeeper came over with a plate of cut mutton, Meng Xiuyuan suddenly pointed his left hand obliquely without warning, and an invisible aura shot out, shooting straight towards the cloth hat on the top of the shop's junior.

only heard the sound of "ah", and the shopkeeper, who was obviously a man, actually let out a woman's delicate exclamation. At the same time, as the cloth hat on his head was shot away, a long green hair immediately spread out.

"Zhao Min, what do you mean by you calling me here, but pretending to be a ghost like this?"

Meng Xiuyuan snorted lightly, looked at the "shopkeeper" and said with a little dissatisfaction.

"Big brother, I didn't expect that ten years later, you can still remember my appearance so clearly, and it's not a shame that I have been thinking about you."

As he spoke, Zhao Min, who was pretending to be the shopkeeper, tore off the human skin mask on his face, revealing a delicate face that looked like flowers in the dew, which was actually more delicate and beautiful than the woman in front of Meng Xiuyuan, and her temperament was obviously better, a little more heroic, graceful and luxurious.

"I thought that if you couldn't remember what I looked like and recognized the wrong person, I would secretly poison you with a cup of poisoned wine.

Now, it seems, there is no need to do so. ”

This Zhao Min's voice is delicate and crisp, with a clever smile on his face, beautiful eyes, but his words and laughter are ruthless.

When Meng Xiuyuan heard this, he didn't want to entangle with her, so he wanted to ask directly about the whereabouts of the dragon slaying knife. But before the words could be spoken, he was first interrupted by Zhao Min and said:

"Big brother, you wait for me first, I'll go in and change my clothes, and I'll be back in a moment"

After speaking, without waiting for Meng Xiuyuan to reply, he walked out of the inner hall with the "stand-in".

When he came back, Zhao Min was the only one left, and he took off the clothes of the shopkeeper and changed into a yellow silk shirt, which looked even more chic and elegant, and his face was radiant.

This time, Meng Xiuyuan didn't give her time to speak again, and preemptively spoke:

"Didn't you say that you could get the dragon slaying knife, and you want to invite me to appreciate it, why didn't you bring it out?"

didn't think about this, after Zhao Min heard this, he only smiled slightly, and did not answer immediately, but first reached out and took the cup, and poured three glasses of wine for each of them:

"Big brother, we haven't seen each other for ten years, and we finally got together today, why are you only in a hurry to see the knife?

Let's have three drinks and get down to business.

I'll do it first for respect. ”

As he spoke, he raised his glass one after another, and drank all three of his glasses of wine.

Meng Xiu saw Zhao Min like this, and couldn't figure out what she was talking about, so he couldn't help frowning slightly.

And Zhao Min looked up and saw Meng Xiuyuan's resistance, but smiled, directly took Meng Xiuyuan's wine glass, took a sip and said:

"Don't worry, I just said that I poisoned you, but it was just a joke.

There is no poison in this wine, so you can drink it with confidence. ”

As he spoke, he pushed back the remaining half of the residual wine, and the charcoal light of the hot pot shone brightly, and there were still surging rouge lip prints on the side of the cup.

Meng Xiuyuan was stunned when he saw this, and only after a while did he shake his head and said:

"I don't like to drink alcohol on weekdays, and I don't know how much I drink.

Three glasses is too much, I'll just drink two. ”

As he spoke, Meng Xiuyuan took the two glasses of wine that Zhao Min had never touched and drank them dry, and then quietly pushed back the cup that Zhao Min had drunk without a trace.

Zhao Min pursed his mouth when he saw this, snorted lightly, reached out and took the half cup of residual wine and drank it all.

When she put down the wine glass again, she saw that her face had turned into a light smile, and the smell of wine steamed her pink cheeks, which was even more delicate. A pair of flowing eyes stared at Meng Xiuyuan, and said proudly:

"Ha, big brother, you have finally fallen for my trick!"

"Oh, what did I do?" Meng Xiuyuan thought it was interesting when he heard this, and asked with a slight smile.

"My wine is poisonous, and if you drink two glasses, it will only take a moment for your intestines to rot and die on the spot.

Now I want to spit out the poisoned wine, but it's too late. ”

Zhao Min stared at Meng Xiuyuan and said viciously.

Meng Xiuyuan was still not flustered, but only asked:

"I drank two cups, you drank four, didn't you die faster than me?"

Zhao Min smiled brightly when he heard this, pointed to his tender red lips and said:

"I have an antidote, and I mix it in my rouge, and when I drink, I naturally sip it into it.

I saw that you still remember me after ten years, and I wanted to save you, but I didn't think that you still disliked me.

Hmph, I want it now, but I don't have it!"

Saying that, Zhao Min pursed his lips slightly, and swallowed most of the rouge into his stomach, leaving only a little residue on his lips and dangerous, as if he was luring Meng Xiuyuan to go up and snatch it immediately.

Seeing this, Meng Xiu did not directly step forward to kiss the beauty as the crowd liked to see, but instead took a deep breath and shook his head helplessly:

"Little county lord, I don't understand, what are you messing with me.

Why bother teasing me with such a little trick, let's have something to say, can't we? ”

Saying that, Meng Xiuyuan's right hand sword finger stretched out, and with the kung fu of "One Yang Finger", he secretly lucked his true qi, and only a moment later, there were drops of liquid dripping from his fingertips, exuding a rich aroma of wine.

"Don't say that there is no poison in your wine, even if it is poisonous, what can it be?"

Zhao Min saw that Meng Xiuyuan had such miraculous skills, and he was surprised in his heart, but he couldn't help but be very disappointed.

Wrinkled her nose and mouthed, and after a long while, she complained to Meng Xiuyuan again:

"Hmph, you, you know that you are fake in front of me, and you don't know how many "women" you kiss me behind your back.

And your kung fu practice, how can you do anything like a trick, no wonder my brother and so many people are not your opponents......"

Speaking of this, Zhao Min seemed to be aroused by the long-accumulated resentment, glared at Meng Xiuyuan angrily and said:

"Why do people like you have to get together with those rebellious ministers and thieves and do such blatant rebellion?

Do you know how many people I have saved because of what you said ten years ago, and how many people I have saved in the past ten years?

If you are really a hero, then why do you have to oppose me?

Come to Ruyang Palace, let's do good deeds and help people's livelihood together, isn't it also a good thing for the country and the people? ”

Meng Xiuyuan listened to Zhao Min's four questions, sighed slightly, and replied in a gentle tone:

"Little county lord, I naturally know what you have done all these years, otherwise I would not have the patience to sit here and talk with you today.

But ask yourselves, Are the people better off today than they were ten years ago? ”

When Zhao Min heard this, he seemed to be choked by the throat, and his brows were furrowed and he wanted to refute, but after a while, he still didn't know how to speak.