The swarthy man said it lightly, but in the ears of the young man, he was very surprised.

Did the Daxuan Dynasty lose the battle? and captured two cities?

Which city is Yangui County, he has lived in the Daxuan Dynasty for more than ten years, and he has turned over all the county records and county records in Daxuan, and he has never heard of a city called Yangui County.

However, when the other party mentioned admiring sword cultivation, Li Zijin felt that he was ashamed of it.

If it weren't for the fact that the man kept mentioning this matter, he would be embarrassed to admit that he was a sword cultivator, after all, the realm was not enough, and his speech was naturally not tough.

But after leaving the nameless village, he already felt that the bottleneck of his second realm had been loosened, this was good news, although he had not yet broken through to the third realm, but it was better than when he cultivated before, he didn't even feel the spiritual power of heaven and earth, as if he had sucked the spiritual power into a bottomless pit, and there was no return.

The most difficult thing in anything is to go from zero to one, and now that he has reached one, then the path of cultivation after that, no matter how difficult it is, will not be more difficult than this process.

Xie Yufeng once said that the longer the second realm is stagnant, it means that the stronger and more complete the soul building of a monk in the three realms, and the higher the upper limit of the avenue, so at this moment, Li Zijin does not want to break through to the third realm too quickly.

As long as you can feel the growth of the aura and cultivate to be refined, it is enough, and the realm or something, it comes slowly, it doesn't matter.

It's just that the young man was still a little puzzled, so he asked: "I'm ashamed, in fact, I didn't participate in that battle, dare to ask where Yanguijun is? Da Xuan lost?"

The swarthy man smiled even more happily, raised the wine bowl and took a sip, and drank a large bowl of wine, "Our Yan Kingdom has the upper hand, but it is not the two cities that have been taken hard, it is that Da Xuan who took the initiative to negotiate peace with our Yan Kingdom, and promised to cede two cities to us, one Yangui County, one Jingyang City, and two border cities, and now they all belong to our Yan Kingdom, happy, happy!"

Subsequently, he continued: "It's normal for the little brother not to know Yan Guijun, after all, look at your age, but you are only sixteen or seventeen. It's not that I, Fan Sheng, boasted, if you want to talk about the history of this Yan Kingdom, Fan should be second only to that historian. In fact, that Yangui County, thirty-two years ago, was the southernmost city of Yan Kingdom, I said the name Yangui, the little brother may not know, but its current name is Taiping County, but it will soon be changed back to Yangui, haha, now I am waiting for that group of scholars, go over there to go through the handover procedures. ”

When it came to Taiping County, Li Zijin's face was a little ugly, as long as he thought of the red lotus karmic fire, he would think of the old lady and be sad.

Fan Sheng didn't observe the strange expression of the young sword cultivator, but asked with a smile, "Little brother doesn't know how to drink?"

Then he glanced at the wine gourd on Li Zijin's waist, obviously asking knowingly, how can there be a sword cultivator in the world who can't drink? Besides, if he can't drink, what is a wine gourd hanging from his waist?

After hearing about Taiping County, it was actually useless for Fan Sheng to persuade him to drink, and the young man also wanted to drink, so he picked up the wine bowl and raised his head to drink, compared to the tall and swarthy man, he did not fall behind at all.

"Okay!" Fan Sheng gave him a thumbs up.

Li Zijin continued to ask: "I don't know how to call my predecessors, since thirty-two years ago, Taiping County was called Yangui County, why did it become the city of Daxuan, and changed its name?"

Fan Sheng directly picked up the wine jar this time, directly held the wine jar with one hand, and "snapped" the mud seal with the other hand, giving the young man and himself full of heroic courage and heroic behavior.

He said while drinking: "Little brother doesn't need to be commensurate with his predecessors and juniors, if he looks up to Fan, he only needs to shout Brother Fan." As for the question you asked, it's a bit long, let Fan take his time. The Daxuan Dynasty occupies the land of Canggeng Prefecture and half of the state, what do you think it relies on? It is nothing more than that every 16 years, the rest of the small vassal states will pay tribute to it once, but don't think that it is only once in 16 years, it is benevolent, but I don't know that the strong dynasty of the other eight states, although the vassal states are required to pay tribute every year, but the value of the tribute for decades is not as much as the value of the Daxuan Dynasty asking the rest of the small vassal states to pay tribute once every 16 years. Other dynasties collected nothing more than silk, horses, cattle and sheep, gold and silver, gold branches and jade leaves, weapons and armor, and the like. However, the Daxuan Dynasty, although it only asks the small vassal countries to pay tribute once in sixteen years, but every time they either want the city or the prince, they go to Daxuan and become a proton. The former is like cutting meat with a slow knife, and the latter is like cutting off the national honor of a vassal country, killing people without blood, which is not cruel. ”

How smart the young man is, he is naturally a little thorough, and he also raised the wine bowl, but he didn't take another sip, but drank in small sips in moderation, he didn't want to get drunk too quickly, about Taiping County, and the Daxuan Dynasty, he wanted to hear more.

Apparently I don't know enough.

"Brother Fan, so to speak, thirty-two years ago, what the Yan Kingdom paid tribute to the Daxuan Dynasty was a Yangui County?" asked Li Zijin with a sip of wine.

Fan Sheng nodded, "I have to say, the sage who named Yangui County was really prescient, otherwise how could he have thought of such a good name, Yangui Yangui, doesn't it mean to return my Yan Kingdom." ”

Half a bowl of heroes was bold, the young man's cheeks were already slightly red, he was suddenly a little curious about something, and asked in a ghostly manner: "Thirty-two years ago, the Yan Kingdom paid tribute to Da Xuan with a Yangui County, so sixteen years ago, what did the Yan Kingdom pay tribute to? Is it the Jingyang City you just said?"

Fan Sheng shook his head and said with regret: "If it is really a Jingyang City that can replace the reward from sixteen years ago, then it will be fine." Alas, it's a pity that when I was in Yan Kingdom, there were dwarves everywhere. Forget it, don't mention the old things, let's talk about some happiness, look at the little brother's appearance, are you going to Yong'an City?"

The other party didn't say it, but it made the young man more and more curious, but he didn't want to get to the bottom of it, and the strength of the wine was high, Li Zijin was a little drunk, and he snorted, "I heard that outside Yong'an City, there is a fairy ferry." ”

The swarthy man snorted, "Actually, Fan is very envious of your sword cultivation, not only can you live forever like the gods on the mountain, but also can go to the rivers and lakes in a chic manner, you can go wherever you want, happy and enmity, free in the world, both fairy and down-to-earth, unlike those sanctimonious guys, who draw talismans, write, and make magic powers, are not as good as those who play swords like you, and they should come happily." ”

Li Zijin waved his hand, "Brother Fan said with a smile, I'm not as happy as you say, I'm just a stranger who travels far away from home, and it is really helpless to go to the Xianjia ferry and take the Xianjia ferry to leave Canggeng Prefecture." ”

Fan Sheng also didn't ask the young man to the bottom of it, above the rivers and lakes, when they met in Pingshui, they didn't have to ask each other much.

Good fences make good neighbors.

He just smiled and asked, "Don't know the little brother's surname yet?"

Li Zijin hugged his fist at him and said, "Boy Li Zijin, an unknown person." ”

Fan Sheng said with a smile: "Brother Li doesn't have to be arrogant, scholars say that heroes have been teenagers since ancient times, but Fan doesn't think so, and privately thinks that even if he is unhappy when he is a teenager, it will not affect a person's future achievements, after all, scholars still say 'late bloomer'." ”

I thought of Li Zijin's words again, although it was only a few words, but he expressed his helplessness.

In the end, this martial artist Fan Sheng, who has been galloping on the battlefield all the year round, also learned from the reader who chewed the words, and "showed" it, giving the young man's life experience a final conclusion.

"People are in the rivers and lakes, and they can't help themselves. ”

Fan Sheng raised a wine bowl again, and said boldly: "Come, little brother, dry this bowl of wine, we have wine today and get drunk today, and we will be sad tomorrow!"

"Brother Fan said it well!" Li Zijin also raised his bowl to clink glasses with the martial artist on the battlefield, and both of them drank all the wine in the bowl.

In fact, the teenager can drink two more bowls, but when he goes out, he always keeps an eye on it.

He smiled and beckoned, attracting the post man and saying, "Man, is there still a guest room?"

The post man nodded and said, "Yes, I don't know what kind of ······ the guest officer wants."

Li Zijin waved his hand, "As long as you can live in people, it almost doesn't matter." ”

He took out two taels of silver and asked the guy if it was enough, the post man nodded again and again, saying that it was enough, and he was about to reach out to take the silver, but he never thought that the martial artist Fan Sheng blocked his hand, and said with a smile: "Brother Li's expenses are counted on Fan's head, and I will settle it with you and the wine money later." ”

Li Zijin hurriedly said: "Brother Fan, how can this be done, you have already invited me to drink, there is no reason to do it again..."

Before Li Zijin could finish speaking, Fan Sheng interrupted him, "Eh! If Brother Li is polite to Fan again, he will look down on Fan, and this bit of silver is nothing." The first time I saw my brother, I thought you were very kind, very much like an old friend of mine, and I didn't mention it. ”

The stamina of the hero's courage is on his brain, and the young man is no longer strong, so he has to accept this kindness for the time being, and wants to wait for tomorrow to wake up, and buy a few jars of heroic gall to give to Brother Fan as a gift.

He refused the support of the post man, and staggered up to the second floor by himself, and found a clean room to live in.

Fall asleep, if you don't count the days of practicing swords in the Wuding Mountain Bamboo Forest, then this time is the first time that Li Zijin has lost his guard outside.

And the martial artist Fan Sheng, who happened to meet a young man at the inn, is actually true, he does have an old friend who was very similar to Li Zijin when he was young.

The night passed.

When he woke up the next day, Li Zijin went downstairs to buy wine, and heard from the post man that the group of officers and soldiers had packed up their things and left early in the morning, and they also paid the bill for him.

The boy knew that he couldn't pay this gift for the time being, so he had to ask, "Man, do you know who they are?"

The post man looked at Li Zijin with a foolish expression, and said in surprise: "You don't even know General Yan Guofan?