Xinzheng, although it is not as good as the Wei Liang of the waterway transportation center, but it is also an important place for the south to the north, and after hundreds of years of operation between Zheng and South Korea, it makes this place extremely prosperous, and it does not lose much of the Liang, especially, compared to the strict law of the Qin State, the atmosphere of Xinzheng is more open.

This kind of openness is not only reflected in the fact that there is almost no curfew at night, but also in the details of every place in the city, for example, the theater that appeared in front of Yang Ming at this time, if it was in another time and space, it was hard to believe that at such a time node, there would be such a thing as a theater.

In the specially enclosed courtyard outside the theater, there are luxurious carriages parked, and the people who enter and exit the theater are all people who are either rich or noble, especially, among these people, most of them are the female dependents of the aristocratic eunuchs, compared to the noise and liveliness of Zilanxuan, this theater is the pinnacle of the Korean entertainment industry.

Zilanxuan, although it is the pinnacle of the wind and snow place, but in front of this theater, it loses the pattern, which is the direction of development that Zilanxuan should take.

Yang Ming stood on the street opposite the theater, looking at the theater opposite, but what he was thinking about in his heart was how to introduce Zilanxuan into this road, a woman, no matter how magnificent Zilanxuan is, after all, it is just a green building, it belongs to the lower ninth class, for a woman, it is not a good choice.

"Alas, this matter should be done slowly, I can't work in vain, I must always gain something, Zinu is a boss with no conscience, if she doesn't bargain well, she won't mention the matter of remuneration." Yang Ming sighed leisurely, it was not easy to take advantage of the purple girl.

In Yang Ming's contemplation, a spring thunder pierced the night, and before the pedestrians on the road could react, a gust of wind raged by, and it began to rain.

"Ha, it's down tonight." Yang Ming walked into the rain as he spoke, letting the rain fall on his body, and in a blink of an eye, the person had turned into a soup chicken.

At this time, the streets were full of windy passers-by, and there were horse-drawn carriages that had sped up, and the rain was really too sudden.

"Brother, why don't you hurry up and run? It's raining so hard. When Yang Ming was walking in the rain, a person ran past him, probably because he saw Yang Ming's unhurried appearance and became curious, and couldn't help but stop.

"Do you see the rain up ahead?" Yang Ming asked, pointing to the front of the street.

"Of course it's raining." The man said.

"So, what's the use of you running, don't you still have to be caught in the rain and let yourself run out of breath, so what's the point?" Yang Ming asked rhetorically.

"Seems so." The man said in hindsight, at first he only felt that Yang Ming's unhurried behavior in the rain was really a bit unusual and stupid, but after hearing Yang Ming's explanation as a strange person, it seemed to be very reasonable.

Anyway, it's raining ahead, and it's all the result of the rain, so why bother to let yourself run out of breath.

Thinking of the story of the overly wise man he had heard from his mother when he was young, he looked at Yang Ming with a curious look in his eyes.

Thinking about it, the man slowed down.

But just when he was about to follow Yang Ming's example and walk slowly, and have a good chat with Yang Ming, a 'wise' person, he was stunned to find that Yang Ming's figure was gone, and when he looked ahead, he found that Yang Ming, who was just slow, was running wildly in the rain.

The phrase "I ......" was blocked in his mouth, and he still didn't know the word '' after all, and at this time he only had a messy mood in the wind and rain.

In Zilanxuan, the night is becoming more and more noisy, this Xinzheng, and even the most famous place in South Korea, is the most lively time of the day, located on the fourth floor, in a room that is not open to the public, as the owner of Zilanxuan, Zinu has a sad face at this time, and she doesn't have the heart to take care of Zilanxuan's business, but thinks about her own affairs.

"Sister, what's wrong with you? But have you encountered a problem? When the purple girl frowned at the cold moon outside the window, a girl with beautiful long burgundy hair and a simple and delicate face came to the purple girl and asked with concern.

"It's a bit troublesome, the recent Xinzheng is not very peaceful, there is an extra Guigu heir, and he took the Seven Peerless Hall into his pocket in the backhand, but then he didn't come out, such a person, what are you trying to do here?" Looking at Lang Yu with a look of concern, the purple girl casually found a reason to bluff.

"Is that Mr. Wei Zhuang?" After pondering for a while, he thought of a white-haired strange man he had seen before, but it was hard for people to forget such a person, after all, it was too cold and sharp, and there was a trace of domineering that seemed to be in gestation.

"yes." Seeing that Langyu's attention was diverted, the purple girl followed Langyu's words.

What can the purple girl say, she can't say that she misses a man, right? If that's the case, how faceless she should be in front of her little sister.

Thinking of the letter sent from Qin State before, the purple girl had an inexplicable emotion.

According to the promise in the letter, he should have arrived today, but now, why hasn't he shown up yet? What did he go for? Or did you have some accidents on the way?

was afraid that Yang Ming would appear, and even more afraid that Yang Ming would not appear in the Purple Girl, and he only felt sad for a while.

The damn little fellow knows that he is causing me trouble, and he will come if he wants to, and he will write a letter that will keep me awake for days. The purple girl secretly grinded her silver teeth, if Yang Ming appeared in front of her at this time, she couldn't wait to bite it twice.

In front of the gate of Zilanxuan, in the midst of the wind and moon, a figure suddenly ran in from outside, and the wet figure was only standing at the door for a moment, and there was already a water stain under his feet.

I saw that the person who came was dressed in a gray undershirt with a linen robe, and his black hair was tied with a simple hairband, although his face was not elegant and exquisite, but he also had his own heroic spirit, but now he is too embarrassed, and there is no so-called bearing, and there is only the word 'embarrassed'.

The person who came was Yang Ming.

"Boy, this is not a place for you to hide from the rain, let's leave quickly, otherwise, when you go back, the people in your family will have to settle accounts with you." A Jianghu guest in the hall on the first floor said to Yang Ming.

"Why is that?" Yang Ming asked rhetorically.

"Because it's expensive." Jianghu Ke laughed, and then caused a burst of laughter, the people who came to Zilanxuan were just looking for fun, how could they ignore such an interesting thing in front of them.

"Just that? That's not a problem. Yang Ming had already walked into the hall as he spoke.

"Why, are you rich? Your outfit doesn't add up to more than thirty dollars, but it doesn't look like you're rich, your sword is still fake, right? How can there be such a long sword, I said, you kid don't think that the longer the sword gets, the more powerful it is, so you sharpen such a long sword for yourself with wood, right? Jianghu joked.

Although he came to Zilanxuan today, he was extremely shy in his pocket, and he couldn't afford to pay the appearance fee of the girls in Zilanxuan, so he could only have fun by himself, and the sudden appearance in Yang Ming made him see someone who was worse than himself, how and how he couldn't have a good joke, you know, before Yang Ming suddenly ran into Zilanxuan, he was the one who was ridiculed, and now, there was finally a worse one.

This thief really treats me well. Jianghu Ke thought, and the smile on his face couldn't help but deepen.

"Of course, the longer the sword, the more powerful it gets." Yang Ming retorted seriously.

"Ha, this is really a country boy, what, are you thinking about breaking out of your own world in Xinzheng? Young man, let me tell you, every year, there are at least hundreds of countrymen like you, who think that they have learned a few swordsmanship, and they want to use the sword in their hands to create a world in Xinzheng, but the result? Hehe, the best people to die in the underworld of Xinzheng are people like you. The Jianghu guest said gloomily, but between the words, there was a lot of intimidation.

"Let's talk about whether the sword is getting more powerful the longer it gets." Yang Ming said.

While Yang Ming was talking, a figure had already run down from the third floor, and when he saw the oncoming person, Yang Ming smiled, coincidentally, this is still an acquaintance.

It was the colorful butterfly girl that Yang Ming met when he was in Xingyang.

"Butterfly girl, you say, is the sword getting more powerful the longer it gets?" Yang Ming asked with a smile.

"Yes, the sword does grow longer and more powerful." The moment Yang Ming walked into Zilanxuan, he saw Yang Ming's colorful butterfly cooperating with Yang Ming and replied.

Looking at Yang Ming in front of him, there was a lot of excitement in Caidie's eyes, although I don't know why Yang Ming appeared in Zilanxuan so embarrassed at this time, but those are no longer important.

This time, I want to see what your relationship with Sister Purple Girl is. Caidie thought and handed the handkerchief in her hand to Yang Ming.

"How can there be such a truth, who in the world does not know, the sword can be three feet long, and the rest is best under three feet." The charlatan retorted.

"It's just that you're alone, of course, maybe there are things you've never heard of, or others don't dare to tell you, lest you become angry or have low self-esteem." Yang Ming joked.

Jianghu Ke didn't react at first, but in the sound of Caidie's laughter and the laughter around him, he reacted suddenly.

It turned out that this sword was not the other sword, and then thinking of Yang Ming's words, the Jianghu high-roller couldn't help but be furious, and his hand had already pressed to the short sword on his waist.

"Your sword is too short, so it's better not to take it out, lest you be laughed at." Yang Ming said indifferently, although he is good at banter, but it also depends on the person, the thing in front of him is deflated in front of others, so he wants to have fun with people who seem weaker than him, how can Yang Ming save face for him.