Who would have thought that the man in Tsing Yi outside the wine shop was Wang Wei, the new star in the rivers and lakes, and then thought that the man in red was also a rookie in the rivers and lakes, was it the North Window Yejun or Lan Qiman?

Wen Ren glanced at the red-clothed people, and there was also a little thought in his heart, this red-clothed man should be the North Window Yejun. The Lan Qimang, who was blocked by Wang Wei, was carrying a blue long sword in his hand, and the man in red had no sword and no knife, and the cocoon in his hand was also like holding a pen. ”

Although Wang Wei is a scholar, he also understands the sophistication of the world, unlike Wu Ming, who wrote "The Book of Ills in Qunxian County", who offended many people in the officialdom. Besides, Wen Ren Qingqian was also named a princess by Bai Xuan, how could he not respect his ministers as a subordinate. Wang Wei is on the same horse as Zhongtian.

Granny Ou was very satisfied when she saw that people were shallow in this way, and that the gentleness in her words was rejecting people thousands of miles away. After Wen Ren Qingqian escorted Xiao Pojun back to Beiliang Palace, he stayed there, and Xiao Bo sent the master of Beiliang Palace, who had been in captivity on the rivers and lakes for many years, to Wen Ren Qingqian and talked about the things in the rivers and lakes, and Wen Ren Qingqian, who has always been innocent and pure, also demanded himself with the rules of the future princess of Beiliang, which made Xiao Bo pleased.

The four of them walked around the fork in three horses, and Granny Ou asked Wang Weidao, "Mr. Wang, who is the man in red?" Hearing that people are shallow and call Wang Wei Mr. Wang, Granny Ou naturally does not lose the etiquette of others, and is also called Mr.

Before Wang Wei could speak, Wen Ren Qingqian answered: "Mr. Wang, I think that person is the North Window Yejun of Shangyin School Palace, right?" Wang Wei said approvingly, "The princess is right, that person is the North Window Yejun of the Shangyin School Palace of the Thousand Snow Empire." Grandma Ou was extremely surprised to hear the identity of the man in red from her own young lady, and she had been walking the rivers and lakes for decades, but she couldn't see the origin of North Window Yejun.

Wen Ren knew what Granny Ou was thinking and said, "I saw that the man had no sword or sword, and the palm of his right hand was not like a hand holding a sword weapon, and there was not necessarily a trace of sword qi and sword intent between his eyebrows, but he saw a bit of Confucian Haoran, so he said this." Wang Wei listened to Wenren Qingqian's explanation, and admired Wenrenqing's meticulous observation in his heart.

More than 100 years ago, the prime minister proposed to depose the hundred schools, and the exclusive respect for Confucianism led to the division of Confucian scholars in the national prison into two factions, one group advocated the deposition of the hundred schools by Prime Minister Dong Zhongshu, and the other faction opposed it. In the end, Dong Zhongshu suppressed the opposition on various charges, and many Confucian scholars in the opposition walked away from Qianxue, and established the Shangyin School Palace with the Confucian sect that Qianxue had long spread, and the Qianxue Emperor Murong took a fancy to Confucianism, and the Shangyin School Palace developed very quickly, and it was not long before it could compete with Guozijian. Nowadays, Confucianism is respected by the great Qianguo Zijian and the Qianxue Shangyin School Palace.

Nowadays, the best of the two Confucian holy places meet naturally, the first is Confucianism, and the second is the number of Confucian six arts, ritual music, and imperial archery. Confucianism is on equal footing, and in the end, it can only depend on how the six arts are. However, the mother of the North Window Ye Junxue walked the rivers and lakes with a moody temperament, and was unwilling to fight with Wang Wei, so Wang Wei could only follow him, and the North Window Ye Jun wanted to fight again.

However, it is not Wang Wei who follows the North Window Yejun now, but the North Window Yejun follows dozens of feet behind Wang Wei and others. Wang Wei looked back at the north window Yejun following behind him, frowning and looking at the Wenren Qingqian in front of him, but the Wenren Qingqian didn't care at all.

Hearing this, seeing that the four of them didn't say a word, the journey was inevitably a little boring, so he asked Wang Wei: "Mr. Wang, you blocked the Qianxue Cloud Sea before, and the disciple of the end of the world, how is his sword?" When I heard that people were shallow, they just happened to ask about the rumors on the rivers and lakes, and Granny Ou and Zhongtian also wanted to hear it.

When Wang Wei heard that people asked him about this, he could only sigh. Wen Ren asked a little strangely, "Why is Mr. Wang sighing?" Wang Wei sighed, "Among my great cadres, there is no younger generation to stop the entry of Qianxue. This Lan Qi Mang's swordsmanship is really tight, although I had a tie with him in the transmission of the rivers and lakes, but in fact, it is not, I just said that Lan Qi Mang's house is kind and does not kill me. I think there are only three people who can fight with them in terms of swordsmanship, one is Li Fengnian, a disciple of Qingyun Mountain, and the other is the sword and Tibetan Feng of the Tibetan Sword Villa, who can become a great avenue, three,", Speaking of this, Wang Wei paused, turned his head to look in the direction of Beiliang and said, "The third is Xiao Qingchen, the famous prince of Beiliang on the rivers and lakes. I only know these three people, the rest of the Shushan disciple Xu Changqing, the previous disciple of the Sword Pavilion against the sect Duan Chouci, can also fight with one, but Shushan has never entered the rivers and lakes to fight, this time Xu Changqing went down the mountain just to reappear the big devil who washed the rivers and lakes in the blood. And that Duan Chou Ci was chased and killed by the Sword Pavilion, and he didn't dare to show up easily. ”

Wang Wei, who heard it lightly, said that he Xiao Lang, and the face of the city under the veil that did not lose the flow of ink dance also leaked a smile. Wen Renqing smiled lightly and asked, "Then Mr. Wang, who among the three people you are talking about, is capable of suppressing the blue sky?" ”。 Wang Wei naturally knew everything about these things, and said in a deep voice: "That must be Xiao Qingchen, the prince of Beiliang, although the world doesn't know his talents, but I, Wang Wei, have also heard of some." Daqian and Qianxue three-year war, Xiao Qingchen, the son of Beiliang, commanded the blood wolf cavalry to experience combat exploits, and his soldiers were also like wolves and tigers, and there was no lack of his father's demeanor with soldiers, and his martial arts were even outstanding, it is said that he was undefeated in dozens of rounds with Shu Tiange, the first person in the Qianxue Army, in the siege of Baoshan. What's more important is to kneel and kowtow three times in the soul of the 80,000 army, and to defend the country by yourself, this kind of strong man's heart really makes me admire! ”

Wang Wei, who heard it lightly, praised it so much, and said with a smile: "Mr. Wang, if you want those so-called humerus ministers in the court to hear this, you will inevitably give a copy of it, and even this fame will have to be removed." ”

Wang Wei can only be indignant and silent, the court has always been extremely jealous of the Beiliang Wangfu with 300,000 troops to guard the northern frontier of Daqian, and in the eyes of those humerus ministers, Beiliang is even more rebellious.

Wen Ren Qingqian saw Wang Wei's expression in his eyes, and chuckled: "Mr. Wang is the best in the country, and his vision is wider than mine, who do you think can stand out from the young generation of Daqian and Qianxue in this martial arts conference?" Wang Wei shook his head and said, "It's really hard to guess in the next place, whether it is Xu Changqing of Shushan, Jian Zangfeng of Tibetan Sword Villa, or the end of the sea of clouds and the blue sky of Broken Sword Villa and Broken Knife Villa, it is possible, of course, some unknown masters are not excluded." ”

Wen Ren nodded shallowly, this time he went to Hongzhou only to go to Xiao Qingchen, as for those battles in the rivers and lakes, he was flawlessly involved. Thinking that he was just saying that he could walk with Xiao Qingchen on the side of the rivers and lakes, as long as those people in the rivers and lakes didn't come to mess with him, he wouldn't do it, and the Langya sword in his hand didn't plan to be unsheathed.

Wang Wei finally couldn't help but say to Wen Renqing, "Princess, that North Window Yejun has been with him for so long, or send him away." Wen Ren said lightly, "Forget it, after all, there is only one way to Hongzhou." ”

In the end, Wang Wei could only regard the North Window Yejun as nothing, but it was always a little uncomfortable to always have a tail behind him, and the most important thing was that the princess was here, if she had three long and two short, she would never give up. Wang Wei did not hold the scroll in his arms, but kept it in his hand.

Hearing that people looked at the sun shallowly, the time was not early, thinking about getting closer and closer to Hongzhou, and thinking about the news that came again, Xiao Qingchen went down to Shu Mountain with a white head, and his heart couldn't help but feel a pain.

Langya Sword in his hand felt the grief in his master's heart, and couldn't help but let out a sword sound, Wen Ren Qingqing looked down at Langya Sword and said, "Do you miss him too?" ”

Wen Ren looked at the sun and smiled, and galloped on horseback.

And eight hundred miles away, the young owner of the Broken Sword Mountain Villa, Duan Qingfeng, was meeting the Sword Hidden Feng of the Hidden Sword Mountain Villa. The two of them looked at each other from a distance, and there was a muddy river in the middle.

It is the muddy river water, which is naturally famous for the turbidity of the river, and there is an ancient saying here that there are clouds and muddy rivers in ten buckets of water. There are many rapids and undercurrents, and ordinary boats dare not pass, and even if they do, they must be at the helm of the boat boss who has been on this river for more than ten or twenty years.

The high walls on both sides of the Hunjiang River are lined up, and the two of them are standing on the high walls on both sides, and between the rumbling of the river, the uncontrollable sword roars and chokes.

The young owner of the Broken Knife Mountain Villa, Duan Qingfeng, wears a hat on his head, wears a linen cloak, wears a cloth coat, is a straw sandal under his feet, and holds an embroidered spring knife in his hand, the knife is engraved with broken words, and the sound of the knife is followed by the whirlpool of the river that is secretly rolling down.

The sword of the Tibetan Sword Villa Jian Zangfeng was dressed in a blue-yellow Tibetan Sword Villa uniform, with a wide sword behind him, and the Hunjiang River water under his feet was slowly flowing to the west, not like the turbulent water of the Hunjiang River at the foot of the broken Qingfeng of the Broken Sword Villa.

The two wanted to be twenty feet apart, but they couldn't suppress their voices between the surging rivers.

Duan Qingfeng looked very ordinary, and said to Jian Zangfeng: "Last time, you couldn't stop me, I couldn't win, you still have to wait until you get to Hongzhou, and it's not too late to do it again." ”

Jian Zangfeng changed his humble nature and said: "The Broken Sword Villa and the Thousand Snow Army are cautious, and I can't help but guard against it." Twenty-five years ago, fifteen disciples of your Broken Sword Villa came to attack my Daqian with the then general Shu Hanxiao, and slaughtered all the masters who helped the frontier at that time. I'm here to settle this account for you. ”

Duan Qingfeng said coldly, "Since you want to settle the account, let's do the calculation." Since the establishment of our Broken Sword Villa, a total of eight elders have died at the hands of your Hidden Sword Villa, and I will calculate it for you. ”

Qing glanced at the red-clothed people, and there was also a little thought in his heart, this red-clothed man should be the North Window Yejun. The Lan Qimang, who was stopped by Wang Wei, was carrying a blue long sword in his hand, and the man in red had no sword or knife, and the cocoon on his hand was also like holding a pen. Granny Ou, who was behind Wen Ren Qingqian, stepped forward and whispered to Wen Ren Qingqian, Wen Ren Qingqian smiled lightly, and said to Wang Wei, "If Mr. Wang doesn't dislike it, you can ride with my uncle." ”

Although Wang Wei is a scholar, he also understands the sophistication of the world, unlike Wu Ming, who wrote "The Book of Ills in Qunxian County", who offended many people in the officialdom. Besides, Wen Ren Qingqian was also named a princess by Bai Xuan, how could he not respect his ministers as a subordinate. Wang Wei is on the same horse as Zhongtian.

Granny Ou was very satisfied when she saw that people were shallow in this way, and that the gentleness in her words was rejecting people thousands of miles away. After Wen Ren Qingqian escorted Xiao Pojun back to Beiliang Palace, he stayed there, and Xiao Bo sent the master of Beiliang Palace, who had been in captivity on the rivers and lakes for many years, to Wen Ren Qingqian and talked about the things in the rivers and lakes, and Wen Ren Qingqian, who has always been innocent and pure, also demanded himself with the rules of the future princess of Beiliang, which made Xiao Bo pleased.

The four of them walked around the fork in three horses, and Granny Ou asked Wang Weidao, "Mr. Wang, who is the man in red?" Hearing that people are shallow and call Wang Wei Mr. Wang, Granny Ou naturally does not lose the etiquette of others, and is also called Mr.

Before Wang Wei could speak, Wen Ren Qingqian answered: "Mr. Wang, I think that person is the North Window Yejun of Shangyin School Palace, right?" Wang Wei said approvingly, "The princess is right, that person is the North Window Yejun of the Shangyin School Palace of the Thousand Snow Empire." Grandma Ou was extremely surprised to hear the identity of the man in red from her own young lady, and she had been walking the rivers and lakes for decades, but she couldn't see the origin of North Window Yejun.

Wen Ren knew what Granny Ou was thinking and said, "I saw that the man had no sword or sword, and the palm of his right hand was not like a hand holding a sword weapon, and there was not necessarily a trace of sword qi and sword intent between his eyebrows, but he saw a bit of Confucian Haoran, so he said this." Wang Wei listened to Wenren Qingqian's explanation, and admired Wenrenqing's meticulous observation in his heart.

More than 100 years ago, the prime minister proposed to depose the hundred schools, and the exclusive respect for Confucianism led to the division of Confucian scholars in the national prison into two factions, one group advocated the deposition of the hundred schools by Prime Minister Dong Zhongshu, and the other faction opposed it. In the end, Dong Zhongshu suppressed the opposition on various charges, and many Confucian scholars in the opposition walked away from Qianxue, and established the Shangyin School Palace with the Confucian sect that Qianxue had long spread, and the Qianxue Emperor Murong took a fancy to Confucianism, and the Shangyin School Palace developed very quickly, and it was not long before it could compete with Guozijian. Nowadays, Confucianism is respected by the great Qianguo Zijian and the Qianxue Shangyin School Palace.

Nowadays, the best of the two Confucian holy places meet naturally, the first is Confucianism, and the second is the number of Confucian six arts, ritual music, and imperial archery. Confucianism is on equal footing, and in the end, it can only depend on how the six arts are. However, the mother of the North Window Ye Junxue walked the rivers and lakes with a moody temperament, and was unwilling to fight with Wang Wei, so Wang Wei could only follow him, and the North Window Ye Jun wanted to fight again.

However, it is not Wang Wei who follows the North Window Yejun now, but the North Window Yejun follows dozens of feet behind Wang Wei and others. Wang Wei looked back at the north window Yejun following behind him, frowning and looking at the Wenren Qingqian in front of him, but the Wenren Qingqian didn't care at all.

Hearing this, seeing that the four of them didn't say a word, the journey was inevitably a little boring, so he asked Wang Wei: "Mr. Wang, you blocked the Qianxue Cloud Sea before, and the disciple of the end of the world, how is his sword?" When I heard that people were shallow, they just happened to ask about the rumors on the rivers and lakes, and Granny Ou and Zhongtian also wanted to hear it.

When Wang Wei heard that people asked him about this, he could only sigh. Wen Ren asked a little strangely, "Why is Mr. Wang sighing?" Wang Wei sighed, "Among my great cadres, there is no younger generation to stop the entry of Qianxue. This Lan Qi Mang's swordsmanship is really tight, although I had a tie with him in the transmission of the rivers and lakes, but in fact, it is not, I just said that Lan Qi Mang's house is kind and does not kill me. I think there are only three people who can fight with them in terms of swordsmanship, one is Li Fengnian, a disciple of Qingyun Mountain, and the other is the sword and Tibetan Feng of the Tibetan Sword Villa, who can become a great avenue, three,", Speaking of this, Wang Wei paused, turned his head to look in the direction of Beiliang and said, "The third is Xiao Qingchen, the famous prince of Beiliang on the rivers and lakes. I only know these three people, the rest of the Shushan disciple Xu Changqing, the previous disciple of the Sword Pavilion against the sect Duan Chouci, can also fight with one, but Shushan has never entered the rivers and lakes to fight, this time Xu Changqing went down the mountain just to reappear the big devil who washed the rivers and lakes in the blood. And that Duan Chou Ci was chased and killed by the Sword Pavilion, and he didn't dare to show up easily. ”

Wang Wei, who heard it lightly, said that he Xiao Lang, and the face of the city under the veil that did not lose the flow of ink dance also leaked a smile. Wen Renqing smiled lightly and asked, "Then Mr. Wang, who among the three people you are talking about, is capable of suppressing the blue sky?" ”。 Wang Wei naturally knew everything about these things, and said in a deep voice: "That must be Xiao Qingchen, the prince of Beiliang, although the world doesn't know his talents, but I, Wang Wei, have also heard of some." Daqian and Qianxue three-year war, Xiao Qingchen, the son of Beiliang, commanded the blood wolf cavalry to experience combat exploits, and his soldiers were also like wolves and tigers, and there was no lack of his father's demeanor with soldiers, and his martial arts were even outstanding, it is said that he was undefeated in dozens of rounds with Shu Tiange, the first person in the Qianxue Army, in the siege of Baoshan. What's more important is to kneel and kowtow three times in the soul of the 80,000 army, and to defend the country by yourself, this kind of strong man's heart really makes me admire! ”

Wang Wei, who heard it lightly, praised it so much, and said with a smile: "Mr. Wang, if you want those so-called humerus ministers in the court to hear this, you will inevitably give a copy of it, and even this fame will have to be removed." ”

Wang Wei can only be indignant and silent, the court has always been extremely jealous of the Beiliang Wangfu with 300,000 troops to guard the northern frontier of Daqian, and in the eyes of those humerus ministers, Beiliang is even more rebellious.

Wen Ren Qingqian saw Wang Wei's expression in his eyes, and chuckled: "Mr. Wang is the best in the country, and his vision is wider than mine, who do you think can stand out from the young generation of Daqian and Qianxue in this martial arts conference?" Wang Wei shook his head and said, "It's really hard to guess in the next place, whether it is Xu Changqing of Shushan, Jian Zangfeng of Tibetan Sword Villa, or the end of the sea of clouds and the blue sky of Broken Sword Villa and Broken Knife Villa, it is possible, of course, some unknown masters are not excluded." ”

Wen Ren nodded shallowly, this time he went to Hongzhou only to go to Xiao Qingchen, as for those battles in the rivers and lakes, he was flawlessly involved. Thinking that he was just saying that he could walk with Xiao Qingchen on the side of the rivers and lakes, as long as those people in the rivers and lakes didn't come to mess with him, he wouldn't do it, and the Langya sword in his hand didn't plan to be unsheathed.

Wang Wei finally couldn't help but say to Wen Renqing, "Princess, that North Window Yejun has been with him for so long, or send him away." Wen Ren said lightly, "Forget it, after all, there is only one way to Hongzhou." ”

In the end, Wang Wei could only regard the North Window Yejun as nothing, but it was always a little uncomfortable to always have a tail behind him, and the most important thing was that the princess was here, if she had three long and two short, she would never give up. Wang Wei did not hold the scroll in his arms, but kept it in his hand.

Hearing that people looked at the sun shallowly, the time was not early, thinking about getting closer and closer to Hongzhou, and thinking about the news that came again, Xiao Qingchen went down to Shu Mountain with a white head, and his heart couldn't help but feel a pain.

Langya Sword in his hand felt the grief in his master's heart, and couldn't help but let out a sword sound, Wen Ren Qingqing looked down at Langya Sword and said, "Do you miss him too?" ”

Wen Ren looked at the sun and smiled, and galloped on horseback.

And eight hundred miles away, the young owner of the Broken Sword Mountain Villa, Duan Qingfeng, was meeting the Sword Hidden Feng of the Hidden Sword Mountain Villa. The two of them looked at each other from a distance, and there was a muddy river in the middle.

It is the muddy river water, which is naturally famous for the turbidity of the river, and there is an ancient saying here that there are clouds and muddy rivers in ten buckets of water. There are many rapids and undercurrents, and ordinary boats dare not pass, and even if they do, they must be at the helm of the boat boss who has been on this river for more than ten or twenty years.

The high walls on both sides of the Hunjiang River are lined up, and the two of them are standing on the high walls on both sides, and between the rumbling of the river, the uncontrollable sword roars and chokes.

The young owner of the Broken Knife Mountain Villa, Duan Qingfeng, wears a hat on his head, wears a linen cloak, wears a cloth coat, is a straw sandal under his feet, and holds an embroidered spring knife in his hand, the knife is engraved with broken words, and the sound of the knife is followed by the whirlpool of the river that is secretly rolling down.

The sword of the Tibetan Sword Villa Jian Zangfeng was dressed in a blue-yellow Tibetan Sword Villa uniform, with a wide sword behind him, and the Hunjiang River water under his feet was slowly flowing to the west, not like the turbulent water of the Hunjiang River at the foot of the broken Qingfeng of the Broken Sword Villa.

The two wanted to be twenty feet apart, but they couldn't suppress their voices between the surging rivers.

Duan Qingfeng looked very ordinary, and said to Jian Zangfeng: "Last time, you couldn't stop me, I couldn't win, you still have to wait until you get to Hongzhou, and it's not too late to do it again." ”

Jian Zangfeng changed his humble nature and said: "The Broken Sword Villa and the Thousand Snow Army are cautious, and I can't help but guard against it." Twenty-five years ago, fifteen disciples of your Broken Sword Villa came to attack my Daqian with the then general Shu Hanxiao, and slaughtered all the masters who helped the frontier at that time. I'm here to settle this account for you. ”

Duan Qingfeng said coldly, "Since you want to settle the account, let's do the calculation." Since the establishment of our Broken Sword Villa, a total of eight elders have died at the hands of your Hidden Sword Villa, and I will calculate it for you. ”

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