"How's my house?" Liwu asked the maid to serve Yang Ming wine and food, and looked at Yang Mingdao, who seemed to be full of curiosity about everything around him.

"It's funny, it's a little different from the Oiran room I imagined, but it's about the same." Yang Ming said.

The room is very large, but the decoration is extremely plain, not too much luxury, but it is only visually not luxurious, the furniture in the room is all valuable, in Yang Ming's familiar words, low-key luxury has connotation.

"It's still a little plain, I don't like it very much, in fact, I'm a very cheesy person, I like gaudy and beautiful things, but unfortunately, in order to start a reputation that only belongs to Liwu, I can only suppress my preferences and pretend to be a noble person." Liwu smiled and groaned.

Of course, these words can't be said to the guests, but Yang Ming? But I think I can try, what if I can really become friends?

"Personality?" Hearing Liwu's confession, Yang Ming said a word.

"Personality?" Liwu was slightly stunned, and he couldn't react for a while, the word character design is still very unfamiliar to people in this time and space.

In the confusion of leaving the dance, Yang Ming explained the meaning of the character.

"It's really a character design, I didn't expect there to be such an interesting word." Liwu covered her mouth and smiled.

For a while, Yang Ming only thought of one word, this is a woman who is very good at showing her charm, although the parrot song is beautiful, but visually, it lacks the ability to show such a dance.

"No, although the word is interesting, it should be the talent that is interesting." Li Wu said and looked at Yang Ming with burning eyes, as if he wanted to eat Yang Ming.

"However, when it comes to character design, what is Yang Ming's character design?" Seeing that Yang Ming was unmoved by his 'flirtation', he could only throw out another question.

"My character? It's a question to think about, but I don't think I need to think about it right now. Yang Ming said.

"Why?" Liwu asked.

"Because the character is for outsiders to see, and what I do now is to hide myself." Thinking of the Ganquan Palace, which made him very satisfied, Yang Ming replied.

"Why?" Curious about the dance and hiding yourself? Is this something that Yang Ming, who looks calm and arrogant, will do?

"If you don't accumulate silicon steps, you can't go thousands of miles, in order to be able to go further in the future, you can only hide yourself now, practice literature and martial arts." Yang Ming said.

"Cultivating literature and practicing martial arts? I know about practicing martial arts, but cultivating texts? Okay, I already know the results of your revision, but I don't know where you're hiding now? Liwu asked.

"Now I'm guarding the gate in Ganquan Palace."

"Janitor, you?" Li Wu frowned slightly when he heard this, Yang Ming went back to do such a thing as guarding the door?

When he was in Yanmen, Yang Ming could easily get the position of power as long as he stayed, and at that time, Liwu was still worried that Yang Ming would stay in Yanmen, making it difficult for her to complete her task, but fortunately, Yang Ming finally chose Qin State, so that she could successfully complete the task without doing anything.

But Liwu has always felt that Yang Ming only came to Xianyang because he had greater ambitions, but at the moment, this gatekeeper matter? What's more, it's still a place like Ganquan Palace.

"What, could it be that Liwu looks down on the gatekeepers?" Yang Ming's face was stunned, and he seemed to be a little angry.

"It's not, it's just, forget it, what are you talking about, I've heard others talk about your martial arts, and it can be regarded as satisfying my curiosity, but, what kind of cultivation is this cultivation?"

"In my spare time, I just read some idle books, I don't hide it, I say it's a text, in fact, I don't even know a lot of words, those books, I don't know how they were collected, the words of the Seven Kingdoms are not to mention for the time being, and there are even the words of the Yue people, I see that my head is big." Yang Ming said distressedly.

In this world, there are more than ten kinds of words, the collection of books in the Qilin Pavilion is all-encompassing, and the types of handwriting are naturally the same, poor Yang Ming only understands the characters of Zhao and Qin, and when he sees the characters of other countries, he can only recognize a third at most if he guesses, the so-called repair of the text, just a lonely repair, is just to increase his knowledge and let himself know more about this world, especially the history of this world.

"That's a big problem." Liwu also smiled.

The maid who was completely performing the duties of a maid on the side couldn't help but look at Yang Ming at this time, this existence who was promoted to a first-class killer at a young age, had been carrying out the task of killing people in the past, and was not responsible for intelligence things.

But the next task was for her to learn a lot of things, such as the writing of the Wei State, such as music and rhythm, such as song and dance, which made her extremely uncomfortable and deeply affected by the fact that she was used to killing people with a sword.

Hearing Yang Ming's distress at this time, Rao is usually very little fluctuating in her mood, and she also felt a little empathy for a while.

"I wonder if you've learned anything interesting lately?" Liwu said curiously.

The 'wild boy' who was crisscrossing the field now began to revise the text, thinking of Yang Ming holding the bamboo slip and shaking his head, Li Wu couldn't help but sneer, and then subconsciously looked at the maid beside him.

It seems to be interesting to make the cold female killer here turn into a charming beauty.

"I didn't read much, but I saw an interesting story." Yang Ming said.

"Interesting story? What kind of story, let's listen to it, I like to listen to stories the most. Li Wu subconsciously approached Yang Ming by three points.

"This story is quite bizarre, well, it's a story about a famous sword." Yang Ming groaned.

The story, of course Yang Ming didn't read it, but he could make it up, if it was just Liwu here, Yang Ming might not have put so much thought into it, but by Liwu's side, there was still a pair of beautiful eyes.

I don't know what's going on, Yang Ming only feels that those eyes are particularly charming, and people can't help but want to look at them, immerse themselves in that deep tranquility, and get an inexplicable sense of peace of mind.

"Famous sword?"

"Well, the famous sword, a pair of famous swords called the cadre Mo Ye." While Yang Ming spoke, he did not forget to pay attention to the maid who left the dance.

At that moment, Yang Ming saw a flash of light in those eyes, and it was obvious that the story of the famous sword made her a little moved.

"Hurry up and listen, I've heard of the famous sword commander Mo Xie, but I haven't heard of their story yet." Liwu grabbed Yang Ming's arm and exerted his woman's talent.

"This story starts with a city, according to legend, there is a sword casting city in Wu Kingdom, the city lord is the most famous sword casting master in Wu State at that time, this sword casting master has a daughter and two apprentices, their names are Mo Ye, Ganjiang, Yixi." Yang Ming thought back to a long-ago story in his mind.

"And then?" Liwu asked.

The maid's ears were also pricked up at this time.

"The three brothers and sisters of the cadre, Mo Ye, and Yixi grew up slowly, and their love began to open, and they gradually understood the relationship between men and women, and the cadres and Yixi all fell in love with Mo Ye."

"But Mo Xie likes to be a general, doesn't he?" In the Qinglou, it can be regarded as a well-informed Liwu interjection.

"If the story is really that simple, it's easy to say, but in fact there are indeed some discrepancies, although Mo Ye likes cadres, but he also really regards Yixi as his senior brother, and he doesn't want Yixi, who is sad, to discuss with the cadres, to hide the feelings between them, and find the right time to tell Yixi."

"Later, the swordsmith passed away, and before he died, he made a will, if anyone can forge a sword that can cut off his supreme masterpiece after all, he will marry his daughter and become the new master of the swordsmith city."

"Beauty, status, wealth, power, now that it's all together, what's the next story?" Liwu couldn't help but speak again.

"Of course, the supreme masterpiece of the swordsmith is not so easy to cut off, but for the sake of Mo Xie, the Gan Jiang and Yixi both frantically forged the sword, tried countless times, but each time it ended in failure."

"In the end, did the cadre forge the sword, cut off the sword, and marry Mo Xie, becoming the pair of sword-forging grandmasters we are familiar with?"

Liwu was really not a good listener, and at this time he spoke again, attracting the maid's cold gaze, which made the Oiran whose curiosity was completely hung up instantly close his mouth.

"According to what you say, the story can come to an end, and the cadre will be cast into a sword, and Mo Xie will live a life without shame." Yang Ming also glared at Liwu, and for the first time found that this woman's mouth was so flexible.

"Okay, okay, I'll shut up, I'll shut up." Liwu, who was threatened by two people at the same time, could only admit obediently.

"One day, the three brothers and sisters were admiring the moon on the mountain, and suddenly saw a meteorite falling from the sky, as swordsmiths, they knew very well what it meant to fall from the sky, and when they found the meteorite, the surprise was replaced by fear, because the meteorite was written that if the sword was cast from this meteorite, it could be cast into a sword that was unparalleled in the world, but the person who forged the sword had to bear the curse of seven generations of love and could not stay together."

"Is this a tragedy that began here?" This time, Liwu didn't speak, but the maid did.

"Clever." Yang Ming praised, but what he saw was still a cold face, as if the person who had just spoken was not her at all.

But sometimes people's personalities are very 'cheap', the more cold the maid is, the more Yang Ming wants to see her smiling face, which is like Liwu, because she laughs too much, it is worthless at all.

Yang Ming continued: "In the face of such a curse, the three senior brothers and sisters agreed that the three of them could not use this meteorite to forge a sword under any circumstances, and buried it on the spot. ”

"It was also at this time that a friend of the cadre's came back and brought a piece of gold, and she agreed with the cadre, that the cadre's sword would be forged, and on the day the sword was completed, the cadre's sword could be broken to get married, and the sword would belong to her." Yang Ming stopped at this point.

"Is the story over?" After all, Liwu still couldn't hold back.

"Not yet." Yang Ming shook his head and said.

"And what's next?"

"Eunuch." Yang Ming said innocently.

"Eunuch?" Li Wu was stunned and puzzled.

"It's just down there."

"Missing down there?" Liwu muttered, but he couldn't react for a while.

"You are a disciple, can you say this nonsense?" Li Wu, who quickly reacted, smashed his fist on Yang Ming's shoulder, although his face was ashamed, but it was a color that couldn't help laughing.

There was even more anger in the maid's eyes, this was the first time that Yang Ming had seen the existence of emotions in her eyes after seeing her today.