Blue bricks and black tiles, Stanley powder walls, verandahs twists and turns, paths and roads are winding, and there is a large courtyard of people. Chitang wore a burlap coat, carried a few bushes of wood, walked straight from the outside of the village to the backyard, and stacked the woods in front of the courtyard house, which was stocked with chickens and ducks, and the sound of pigs and sheep could be heard behind the house. A yellow dog wagged its tail and circled around Chi Tang, bursts of white smoke were wafting from the house, and the aroma of food came from it, but it was where the cook was. Servants with utensils in their hands went in and out, rushing in and out.

That day, Chi Tang was penniless, and after some hesitation, he finally decided to join the richest family here as a servant, and he could finally get food and clothing. As Chi Tang's original son of the scholar clan, he would rather starve to death than be a servant of others, but the tragic scene of that night has eroded Chi Tang's ambitions, and he just wants to live the rest of his life in a crowded place.

This family is a local scholar family, the owner's surname is Dong Shao, a radius of dozens of miles, all of the Dong family's Tianyi, Dong Shao has two sons and a daughter, the eldest son Dong Zhang is an official in the capital court, and has a deep relationship with several Dashi clans in the court, so Dong Shao is also a wealthy man here, like a strong party, that is, the generals stationed at the border and the county officials who govern the place must suppress Dong's snort.

If Chi Tang devotes himself to being a guest here, life will be much better, Dong Shao likes martial arts, and most of the guests recruited by the store are Kong Wu powerful, with unique skills, Dong Shao will treat the best of them as guests, and there are cars, food, and fish every day, which can be described as extremely courteous. However, Chi Tang can no longer use his real strength to practice martial arts, how can he devote himself to being a doorman again? Fortunately, he is still quite healthy, and he knows a lot of words, so it is quite easy to be an ordinary servant. This is more than three months have passed, Chi Tang only does some heavy work every day to carry firewood and water, carry errands, and in his spare time, he also teaches other servants to read and write, but he is very favored by other servants.

Chi Tang sat beside the firewood pile, laughed a few words with a few servants who delivered food, and teased the yellow dog that was circling around beside him, and the yellow dog's tail wagked even more happily.

"Zhang Wu, don't rest, I want you to do a favor with the soup here and send it to the front yard to recruit Yingtang. An old man who looked like a steward poked his head out of the kitchen and said to Chi Tang.

Zhang Wu is the pseudonym used by Chi Tang to devote himself to this place, Chi Tang heard this, hurriedly stood up, and said with a smile: "Steward Yan, what's wrong today? It's so busy here? Do you want me to help deliver food?" Chi Tang usually only cares about some heavy work, and meticulous work like delivering meals and serving has his own special person, and he can't get involved.

The old man surnamed Yan said: "In the past few days, there have been many new swordsmen, and the son has lined up a feast at noon today, saying that he wants to consider the skills and martial arts of the new guests, which can make our kitchen busy, so many people have to come according to the banquet of one person, one case, five cooking and eight dishes, where can they be busy? Not to mention so much, you quickly take this soup, be careful, don't fight." As he spoke, he handed over a large pot of steaming woks.

Chi Tang agreed, and quickly took the soup wok, smelling the smell of meat coming from the soup wok, and his stomach couldn't help but growl, just like them, these servants, get up in the morning and have a meal in the evening, no more than those doormen, they are very preferential, they are all three meals a day, so this meal at noon has nothing to do with their servants, Chi Tang had to endure hunger at the moment, and went to the front yard with the soup wok.

Chi Tang's helper's kitchen is dedicated to serving the doormen, that is, all the meals used by the servants here are also made by this cook, so Chi Tang can temporarily help to deliver meals, and the meals of the owner's family and his relatives are made by a higher-grade cook, where the dishes are served by some good-looking maids and maids, all of whom are in the inner house, and people like Chi Tang will never enter.

After turning a few times, I heard the sound of gold and iron clashing, and I could hear many cheers, obviously someone was playing martial arts. Chi Tang quickened his pace, walked through the porch, and suddenly opened up in front of him, and saw a huge courtyard, full of people on both sides, and each person had a table in front of him, with cups and plates on the table, and mixed wine and food. The steps in the courtyard go up, but there is a large piece of cornice, and there are also several seats under the eaves, facing the open space in the field. Chi Tang raised his eyes and looked, a person in the middle of the banquet under the eaves was about 20 years old, dressed in brocade clothes, with a face of Fu powder, and a very elegant mustache on his lips, it was Dong Hu, the second son of Dong Zhuang Lord, and there was a person sitting on the side, who was also in his twenties, with a white face and beard, sword eyebrows and thin lips, a handsome posture, a white robe, looking extremely chic, Chi Tang recognized, this person is the head of the swordsmen of all the people here, surnamed Bai Mingshang, I heard that this person's swordsmanship is extremely good, and he is deeply valued by the owner and the son, but Chi Tang has never seen Bai Shang perform swordsmanship, and he does not know what his real martial arts are。 There are a few sitting on the side, all of whom are the most powerful people among the guests, and they want to come to the table under the eaves to be the upper seat. ...,

In the open space in the field, the two swordsmen were fighting, although Chi Tang decided not to practice martial arts again, but after all, he was a good martial artist, and he couldn't help but look at the scene of the two people competing on the field, and the two servants on the side had already urged: "Zhang Wu, come quickly, put the soup wok." ”

Chi Tang had no choice but to send the soup wok first, which was placed at the bottom of Dong Amber Baishang and their upper seats. The two servants brought the broth out of the soup wok and distributed it to everyone in the hall in order.

Taking advantage of this moment, Chi Tang shrank under the tree in the courtyard and watched the two of them fight on the field, but after watching it for a moment, he couldn't help but smile a little dumbly, these two swordsmen have rough swordsmanship and mediocre martial arts, and they are by no means smart.

I heard a few people in the front seat talking.

"It's been a long time since I've been divided, so let's make a tie. The person who spoke was an old man in his fifties, named Zou Zhong, who was quite good at fighting eagles with one hand, and ranked third among the Dong family's disciples.

A strong man in his forties said in a rough voice: "Just make a tie, after fighting for a long time, no one can help anyone, so just accept it!" Suddenly said loudly to the audience: "Stay! The two are indistinguishable, it can be regarded as a peace!" This big man's name is Gu Liao, and he is brave and strong, ranking fourth among the doormen

The two swordsmen in the arena stopped and bowed to the main seat.

Dong Hu smiled at the two of them: "The two of them have good swordsmanship, so please sit down." ”

Chi Tang peeked at Dong Hu, I don't know if the two sons said kind words or really lack of eyesight, how can they be worthy of the word good like the two of them?

A middle-aged man on the left with a pale yellow face and an extremely thin figure was whispering to Bai Shang: "These two people's swordsmanship is mediocre, and the swordsman warrior recruited by Gongzi this time, I think it is much worse than before." "His name is Zong Xitan, and he ranks second among the disciples, only below Bai Shang.

Bai Shang smiled silently, and seemed to be very well-cultivated.

Chi Tang looked at a few pairs of doormen who appeared in the competition, and he was even more disappointed, but Zou Zhong, Gu Liao and others on the main table still praised it from time to time, Chi Tang was very surprised at first, but after thinking about it a little, he realized that his martial arts were too high at the beginning, so the skills of these doormen were indeed insufficient in his eyes. Thinking that the swordsmanship he had practiced diligently for more than 20 years could no longer be performed, he couldn't help but feel sad in his heart, and it was difficult to let go. Three or four months have passed since he met the demon on a moonlit night, but when he thinks about the scene of that night, he is still terrified, how dare he use his true power again to reproduce the martial arts of the past?

At this time, two more people came up on the field, each reporting to their homes.

A person has a burly physique, his hair and beard are curled, his eyes are slightly red, and he wears an arc-shaped scimitar under his flank, which does not seem to be a Han soldier's blade: "The Shanshan Siji, the Central Plains is in chaos, and he avoids the southern country, and he is specially invested in serving Dong Gong's curtain." "This Shansiji is actually a Hu man, listening to him, the words are correct and round, but it is the accent of the Han people in the south. Looking at his fierce spirit, his power is very different from the previous doormen, and it is expected that he will not be easy.

Chi Tang looked at Nashan Siji with a little surprise, isn't the Qianren dead? Why is there still a person here?

The Qian people had slaughtered the Han people, so the Han people present were a little uncomfortable, but Dong Hu didn't care, and nodded with a smile.

Since Gongzi didn't say anything, the others naturally didn't have any objections, and they all set their eyes on the other person, hoping that person could frustrate Hu Ren's spirit.

The man was only in his twenties, wearing a brown shirt and carrying a long sword behind his back, with a loyal and simple appearance, dark skin, and a little absent-minded, looking around, as if he was a peasant boy who had never seen the world. Seeing that everyone was looking at him, he seemed to be a fierce province, and bowed his hand slightly to Dong Hu: "Xue Yang, a disciple of the Jingchu Qian's family, has seen the son and the rank. ”

Everyone present immediately chattered, none of them had heard of any cadres in Jingchu, and they expected that most of them were a small local family. Zong Xitan frowned slightly, and asked Bai Shang quietly: "How is the order of this battle arranged? How can such a kid be arranged to fight against that Hu man?"

Bai Shang smiled and said: "This person was recruited only the day before yesterday, and when arranging the order of the battle, he asked others if they didn't want to fight against the Hu people, but he didn't refuse, so he made him the opponent of this people." ”

Zong Xitan sighed lightly: "Look at this kid, how can he be the opponent of the Hu people? ”

Bai Shang said with relief: "My Southern Heavenly Dynasty is Zhengshuo, how can there be so many Hu and Han divisions? Besides, if that person is really strong in martial arts, wouldn't it also be used by Dong Gong and Gongzi? This is also a good thing." ”...,

Dong Hu suddenly smiled and said: "What Su Bai said is very true, what I want is a real master, just like you and others, why not confer the difference between Hu and Han?"

Gongzi said this, and Zong Xitan had to stop his mouth stupidly.

The two of them on the field had already opened up the momentum, Na Shan Siji pulled out his scimitar, looked at Xue Yang, turned the blade to Lu Shang, and said, "Please." ”

Xue Yang still looked like he didn't belong to his thoughts, and when he heard Shan Siji say a word of invitation, he responded: "Oh." Drawing the sword in his hand from behind, when the onlookers looked at the long sword in his hand, they couldn't help laughing, and even Bai Shang couldn't help but shake his head secretly.

The sword was rusty, the blade was still notched, the whole sword was broken, usually this sword was only in the sheath, how did everyone know that this sword actually looked like this?

Chi Tang secretly called himself surprised in his heart, he paid attention to this Xue Yang, and saw that he was also carrying the sword behind him, which was very interesting, except that the Taoist priest was carrying the sword on his back, and those who came to practice the sword were all carrying the sword across his waist, in today's world, only Chi Tang himself and Pengcheng giant sword Zhang Yan is the one who bears the sword, Zhang Yan's sword body is too huge, and it is logical to carry the sword behind, Chi Tang is his own martial arts have a unique place, and he also takes the momentum of the negative sword, so he is called the "negative swordsman" among the brave five warriors , I don't want this Xue Yang to be like this, I don't know what is so strange about swordsmanship. For Xue Yang's rusty sword, Chi Tang didn't think it was strange, he was really a peerless scholar, even if the stumps and leaves could hurt people, how could he take advantage of the blade in vain? Just as he was about to see how the two of them fought against the enemy, he suddenly smelled a smell of fat powder, and when he turned his head to look, a girl in full makeup walked in under the embrace of several maids, and her voice was as pleasant as a silver bell: "Brother, I'm here too." ”