I don't know why, after the autumn, Luoyue City is constantly raining.

The rain was not heavy, and it was beating on the bluestone pavement, splashing small splashes.

On the wide road, a horse-drawn carriage slowly approached from east to west.

There are no idle people on the road.

Because of this road, idlers and other people are not allowed to pass at all.

Between heaven and earth, there was only the sound of rain, and even the sound of wheels colliding with stone slabs was drowned out by the sound of rain.

On the east side of the road is the huge imperial city, and on the west side of the imperial city, is the National Teacher's Mansion.

The carriage is an ordinary carriage, which pulls the carriage with only one horse, and behind the horse, sits a coachman.

Inside the carriage, a man sat still.

According to the etiquette system of the Great Jin Dynasty, the common people drove one.

In this Luoyue City, there is only one carriage that can pass from this road in a grand manner.

It is the carriage of the national teacher Huo Xingwei.

With the current status of the national teacher, in the eyes of the current saint Sima Wende, even if he drives the fifth, it is not a transgression.

He once wanted to reward the emperor for driving the fifth, but Huo Xingwei politely refused.

At present, in Luoyue City, only one person can take a five-horse chariot to enter and exit the Imperial City on this road.

It is Yuan Shixin, the king of Yangzhou who also serves as the prime minister.

However, after Luoyue City announced to the world that the king of Yangzhou was hereditary by his son Yuan Bingde, someone once admonished Sima Wende in the court that according to the etiquette system, Xiangguo is no longer a prince and king, and should be reduced to a four-horse carriage.

The person who admonished was a civil official promoted by Sima Wende, and he had no real power.

Things were a bit unexpected by Sima Wende, Yuan Shixin actually agreed with this person's advice, and took the initiative to ask the saint to lower the specifications of the chariot.

However, there were many courtiers who came forward and opposed the move.

Sima Wende knew in his heart that these people had become Yuan Shixin's lackeys.

The reason for their opposition is very simple, Lord Xiangguo is for the sake of the Great Jin, so he will inherit the throne of the king in advance to the son, how can there be a reason for the son to drive the five fathers and the four?

In the end, the matter was discussed in the end, and it was no different from before the discussion, and the person who banned the speech was also fined for half a year by Sima Wende for not knowing the reason and admonishing indiscriminately.

This time, Sima Wende lost again, and it seemed that his careful thinking was all seen thoroughly by Yuan Shixin.

After several confrontations with Yuan Shixin, Sima Wende was already exhausted, if it weren't for his father Sima Xiangle supporting him behind him, he would have accepted his fate.

The vast majority of the courtiers were on Yuan Shixin's side, and he had no chance of winning at all.

In this meeting, the national teacher Huo Xingwei did not speak.

Although Yuan Shixin still drives five, his chariot and the horses that pull the cart are not as good as Huo Xingwei's.

Huo Xingwei's carriage was built by the emperor's Ministry of Industry for the national teacher, and the materials used were the same as those selected by the emperor, and the horses used to pull the carriage were also the same as those used by the emperor, from the imperial horse supervisor.

The horses in the Imperial Horse Prison are precious breeds bred from the northwest, and they are called sweat and blood horses.

The driver for Huo Xingwei was a man in his forties.

As the coachman of the National Teacher's Mansion, this man with an ordinary appearance and an honest appearance is far less domineering than the coachmen of other high-ranking officials and nobles in the city.

It's the kind of inconspicuous thing that you can't find if you throw it in a pile of people.

Some people will wonder, little coachman, what is there to do?

The driver is small, but the car is big, and the people in the car are bigger.

Whoever dares to look down on the coachman is to look down on the old man sitting in the car.

Over time, many coachmen regard themselves as masters.

The old man is in the car, and his ears are not aware of the affairs outside the car, and he can't worry about major matters, so where is there any spare time to take care of things outside the car? Whoever drives the carriage quickly and steadily, that is the good coachman of the old man.

In addition to this, be clever and know what to say and what not to say.

The coachman from the National Teacher's Mansion didn't talk much, except for some "um" and "ah" and other responses, at most he would laugh a little.

The guards of the imperial city in Luoyue City have changed wave after wave, and the coachman of the National Teacher's Mansion has changed from a simple young man to an honest middle-aged man.

Many people feel that the coachman of the National Teacher's Mansion is really damaging to the façade of the National Teacher's Mansion.

Some people speculate that this person is a distant relative of the national teacher, otherwise with a person like him, how can he drive a car for a god-like national teacher?

Many people envy that in Luoyue City, it is best to be a coachman belonging to the National Teacher's Mansion.

Even when some high-ranking officials and nobles met in private, they would sour the coachman in the National Teacher's Mansion to say a few words.

No one dared to collide with the carriage of the National Teacher's Mansion, and even when Xiangguo's carriage and the national teacher's carriage drove in the opposite direction, they all gave way to the carriage of the national teacher. As for the rest, that's not to mention.

No one would be stupid enough to compete with the carriage of the national teacher.

Driving for the national teacher, you don't even have to say a cruel word to others, such a simple job can be done by a driver.

It's a pity that there is only one coachman in the National Teacher's Mansion, and since the National Teacher entered this National Teacher's Mansion, he has been driving for the National Teacher.

His name is Qin Shu.

The rain flowed down the hat on the cloth, and then on the ground, like a thin stream.

The legs that were not covered by the robe were already soaked in the rain, and Qin Chu didn't care about it.

It was as if the rain had not hit him.

Qin Chu frowned, held the hat in his hand, and after looking up slightly, he pulled the reins in his hand, "Huh~" The carriage stopped moving forward.

"What's wrong?"

The voice of the national teacher came from inside the carriage.

"Sir, someone is blocking the way!"

"How many?"

"Four!"

"Ask what?"

Opposite the carriage, ten zhang away, the left and right sides who were soaked in rain held the sword in his arms, the sword was the sword that the disciple He Zhen gave him filial piety, and he gave it a name, Yu Xin.

There used to be a girl who liked him very much, named Yu Xin.

He is dedicated to practicing swords, but he does not care about the love of his children in his heart.

If you don't pay attention, your heart will become sad, and after you are sad, you will marry another woman.

Everything can be left, but feelings can not be left.

This person, the older he gets, the more he likes to flip through the old calendar, and those regrets jump out one after another, pointing his nose and laughing at himself, and finally he ends up with a sentence, why did you go earlier?

There are three people on the left and left, and they are the three deacons of the Worship Sword Pavilion.

He Zhen had already hidden, and he couldn't even detect where the disciple was hiding.

It was a good rain.

Qin Chop held the hat, jumped out of the carriage with a long whip in his hand, stepped forward, grabbed the horse's chew with one hand, and asked in a deep voice, "Who are you?"

The voice was not loud, but the few people on the other side could hear it clearly.

He didn't report the name of the National Teacher's Mansion, and he didn't ask the other party what he was going to do.

He wanted to know who was so bold as to dare to intercept the chariot of the national teacher of the dynasty on the street, and this national teacher was still the deputy head of the Xuanyi Sect.

The left and right eyes shrank, and the information of the palace side by side was wrong, this little-known coachman was a master.

But what if there is one more master? They worship the Sword Pavilion, but there are five of them here.

Left and right asked rhetorically, "Who are you?"

Qin Xuan raised the long whip in his hand, "The horseman of the national teacher!"

Left and right smiled, "What a national teacher's coachman, Huo Xingwei is worthy of being the deputy head of Xuanyimen, the first person in the world, and even the coachman is a hidden master." ”

Qin Chu frowned, and asked again, "Who is Your Excellency?"

Left and right left and left said coldly: "You don't deserve to know the old man's name." ”

At this moment, the door of the carriage was pushed open, and a black oil-paper umbrella stretched out from the inside of the carriage, unfolded, and slowly raised.

After getting out of the carriage, Huo Xingwei walked to Qin Xu's side with an umbrella, looked left and right from afar, and said, "Mr. Zuo, I haven't seen you for many years, and your sword intent is becoming more and more refined!"

After speaking, he turned his head sideways and said to Qin Xuan: "Xu'er, this person is the deputy head of the Sword Worship Pavilion, and he hasn't seen Mr. Zuo yet?"

Qin Shu nodded, let go of the horse's chew, patted the old man's head, put the long whip on the carriage, and saluted with his fists: "Xuanyi Qin Shu, I have seen Mr. Zuo." ”

Left and right: "So it seems that you are Mr. Huo's high feet?"

Qin Shu nodded and said, "Not bad!"

Left and right looked at the other side, was silent for a moment, and looked at Huo Xingwei with some surprise: "You have reached that realm?"

If Qin Shu on the opposite side is like a pile of raging fire, then Huo Xingwei on Qin Shu's side is like an ordinary old man, he can't feel Huo Xingwei's momentum at all, and if he closes his eyes, he can't detect Huo Xingwei's existence at all.

No one would think that Huo Xingwei is an ordinary person, so there is only one possibility, that is, he has reached the legendary realm of returning to the basics.

Huo Xingwei smiled, looked left and right, and said: "The old man is just a first glimpse of the doorway, it's not worth mentioning, it's not worth mentioning, it's Mr. Zuo's sword, I'm afraid it's faster." Dare to ask Mr. Zuo, is there something wrong with coming to the old man today?"

Zuo Zuo took a deep breath, arched his hand to Huo Xingwei and said: "Master Huo, Ming people don't say dark words, I brought the people of the Sword Pavilion here today to ask you for something." ”

"Oh?"

Huo Xingwei chuckled: "Mr. Zuo will choose a day, the sky is not beautiful, this weather is more suitable for making tea to catch up, why don't you go to my house to drink a hot tea?"

The left and right sides said expressionlessly: "The threshold of the National Teacher's Mansion is too high, there is no need to drink tea, I am looking for you today for the affairs of the rivers and lakes." ”

Huo Xingwei shook his head lightly and said: "Under this imperial city, don't talk about any rivers and lakes, this world is the world of the Great Jin, and everyone in the world should abide by the laws of the Great Jin, and our nine major factions are no exception." If you want to talk about the affairs of the rivers and lakes, I'm afraid that you are looking for the wrong person, but my senior brother has nothing to do, and Mr. Zuo can go to Xuanmen to be a guest to catch up with the old days. ”

Left and right left and left said in a cold voice: "The national teacher is so magnificent, what's the matter, if you want people to take me?"

Huo Xingwei sighed: "Mr. Zuo, you dare to stop me here, and what are you talking about, isn't it ridiculous?"

Zuo Zuo snorted coldly, "You are the deputy head, I am also the deputy head, don't put any national teacher in front of me, you are either going to the imperial city, or in the national teacher's mansion, how can the old man look for you?"

Huo Xingwei said indifferently: "In this way, it's not mine, I didn't give Mr. Zuo a chance." In that case, Mr. Zuo might as well talk about it, let me listen, what is this matter in the rivers and lakes?"

He Zhen lay on the high wall, holding his breath and concentrating, frowning and looking at the left and right from afar, I don't know why the master didn't do it yet.

As everyone knows, the current left and right left, don't want to do it at all, because he has no bottom in his heart.

The three deacons on the left and right sides were also puzzled, according to the plan, didn't they just take out their swords when they saw that Huo Xingwei, what was the deputy head doing?

One of the deacons couldn't hold it back, pulled out the long sword in his hand, stepped forward and said: "Deputy head, why bother talking to him, back then, Xuanyi took away my sword from the Sword Pavilion Tianzhu, and imprisoned the sword of my sect, what else is there to say? ”

Huo Xingwei said with a smile: "Your Excellency is a cool person, presumably your sword is also very fast, since you want to kill me, then please." ”

Seeing that Huo Xingwei was so light and light, his left and right brows furrowed, and he was about to open his mouth to stop him, but the man had already stepped forward with a sword, and shouted in his mouth: "Don't think that I worship no one in the Sword Pavilion, look at the sword!"

Qin Shu glanced at Huo Xingwei, saw him nodding, picked up the long whip on the carriage and pulled it out, and pulled out a thin sword about the length of a small arm and the thickness of a finger from the root of the long whip.

Qin Shu took off the hat on his head and threw it forward, and the person also shot out.

Seeing Qin Shu coming up, he gritted his teeth left and right, turned his head and said to the two behind him: "Senior Brother Song, you go to help Senior Brother Jiang, Senior Brother Wang, you and I go to fight that Huo Xingwei." ”

The person who took the lead in the sword was named Jiang Shuishui, the head of the three deacons, if the left and right sides became the head of the Sword Pavilion, if nothing else, the position of the head of the house was Jiang Shuishui's.

A sword split the hat that Qin Shu threw over, Jiang Shushui didn't have time to say cruel words, hurriedly turned sideways, dodged the thin sword that followed, and swept towards Qin Shu's armpit with another sword.

Qin Xuan paused, his wrist flipped, the short sword in his hand had been changed to his left hand, held it in his hand, squatted down to dodge Jiang Shuishui's sword, and stabbed Jiang Shuishui in the abdomen.

Jiang Shuishui couldn't dodge, and hurriedly blocked the sword.

At this time, Song Ming had already drawn his sword and killed in front of Qin Xuan.

On the other side, left and right pulled out the Yuxin sword, threw the scabbard on the ground, and flew forward, and Wang Sanheng behind him also raised his sword and stepped forward, half a position behind him.

Huo Xingwei saw that he rushed over from left to right, stood on his tiptoes, stood on the roof of the carriage, turned his head to look somewhere, and smiled slightly.

He Zhen was shocked, could it be that he had already discovered his traces?

Left and right got up, stepped on the head of the divine horse, and stabbed towards Huo Xingwei.

was stepped on, and the sweaty BMW was shocked for a long time.

Seeing that the left and right sides were close to the roof of the car, Huo Xingwei closed the umbrella, made it into a sword, and hit the body of the Yuxin sword.

The left and right wrists were flipped, and eighteen swords were stabbed out in a row, which was his original stunt, the Meteor Sword Technique.

As the name suggests, this way of swordsmanship is fast, fast as a meteor.

Judging from the strength of the sword, the strength of each sword he stabbed was not great.

Because what he pursues is fast, the ultimate fast.

Those who are recruited are often stabbed into a sieve.

When the left and right sides practiced this swordsmanship, no one in the sect was willing to learn from him except for his disciple He Zhen.

Even if you use a wooden sword to fight and be pierced with a few swords, it is not comfortable.

He Jian is not afraid of pain, he will choose to take a few swords to give the master a fatal sword.

Later, left and right stopped learning with their disciples.

His swordsmanship, using a wooden sword, is too disadvantageous.

If he is holding a sharp blade and supplemented by internal force, his swordsmanship will still be very lethal.

Only those whose skills are above the left and right can be called not big in the lethality of this swordsmanship, and even if it is called not big, very few people dare to use internal force to resist the left and right swords.

This is also the reason why the left and right dare to practice this kind of swordsmanship.

Moreover, now in his hand, there is also this special material of the afterness sword.

In this world, there are not many people whose internal strength exceeds him.

Unfortunately, Huo Xingwei is one of the few.

If it weren't for the Yuxin Sword in his hand, he wouldn't even have a sword on the left and right, so he would turn around and leave.

It's just that his swordsmanship, which is as fast as a meteor, was blocked by Huo Xingwei with an umbrella.

And Huo Xingwei's umbrella was not damaged in the slightest.

Huo Xingwei's every blow was just right.

Huo Xingwei swept towards Wang Sanheng with his afterglow, frowned, flicked the black umbrella in his hand, and swept towards his chest.

The castration is fast, not weaker than the meteor swordsmanship of the left and right, the left and right can't dodge, raise the sword to block, a strong surge, the heart is not good, he hurriedly pressed his left hand on the sword body, and took the black umbrella with both hands.

Huo Xingwei didn't look at the left and right left who had flown out upside down, and after repelling the left and right left with one move, he shouted softly: "Er dare!"

Wang Sanheng didn't fly up to the roof of the car with the left and right left to kill Huo Xingwei, he didn't have the fast body skills of the left and right, nor the swordsmanship of the left and right.

If his ability is not enough, he still has eyesight, and the Meteor Sword Technique of the deputy head was taken over by Huo Xingwei so easily, he knew that even if he went up, it would be useless.

He felt like a child in front of the two.

The swords were all drawn, and within a few swords, I was sorry for the identity of the deacon of the Sword Pavilion, Wang Sanheng, who was standing on the side of the carriage, slashed towards this BMW with his hand, and he was able to abolish the car of the national teacher Huo Xingwei, and it was not in vain for him to make a move.

Raising his sword to cut at the horse's neck, Huo Xingwei's soft shout had already been heard, Wang Sanheng was shocked, and the sword in his hand was not cut down.

Huo Xingwei grabbed it casually, slapped it at Wang San with one palm, and held the umbrella a little behind him with his right hand, blocking He Yan who flew and stabbed him.

He did find out where He was located.

It's not that He Zhen's ability to hide himself is poor, but the rain hitting him is a different sound from hitting the wall.

Huo Xingwei noticed the subtle difference.

Seeing that Huo Xingwei just snorted lightly and slapped himself on the roof of the car, Wang Sanheng sneered in his heart, this is too contemptuous of himself.

The palm wind rushed towards him, and Wang San used his hands to slash hard.

With a crisp sound, Wang San flew out sideways, sliding seven or eight feet away on the rain-soaked bluestone pavement.

At the moment when the sword was broken, Wang Sanheng understood that Huo Xingwei was not empty-handed when he grabbed it.

The rain was condensed into a water ball by Huo Xingwei with internal force and hit it.

Wang Sanheng spat out a mouthful of blood, struggled to sit up, and exercised his pranayama.

In another place, seeing Song Ming's sword stabbing at him, the half-squatting Qin Shu did not withdraw the sword that stabbed at Jiang Weishui, but changed from squatting to half-lying, and as soon as his feet stepped on the ground, the whole person slid backwards.

Jiang Shushui, who blocked Qin Shushui's stab with his sword, saw Song Ming attacking, and his heart was overjoyed, and with a movement of his wrist, he was about to stab Qin Shu, who had fallen to the ground, but saw Qin Shu grinning at him.

That smile is very honest.

There was a tingling pain in his leg.

Before his sword could be stabbed, Qin Shu had already turned over and stood up, bullying himself to meet Song Ming.

Jiang Shuishui, who was stabbed in the calf by Qin, squatted down, held down his calf, and smoked cold air.

Fortunately, he didn't hurt his calf bone, Jiang Shushui took out a porcelain bottle from his arms, poured out a pill and put it in his mouth, chewed it a few times, spit out half of it, and put it on the wound, and the other half swallowed it with saliva, and after a moment of pranayama, he hurriedly stood up, ready to fight Qin Shu again.

At this time, an eager voice came: "Senior brother, be careful!"

Jiang Shushui didn't have time to react, a sword was already across his neck, he turned his head to see that his junior brother had fallen to the ground, looking at him with a wry smile.

Jiang Shushui recognized that the sword around his neck was his junior brother's saber.

Qin Shu smiled and said to Jiang Shushui: "He is not seriously injured, but he can't use the sword for the time being, it's almost enough to go back to recuperate for half a month, as for you, I can't help it!"

Jiang Shushui was taken aback, looked at Qin Shu and said angrily, "What are you going to do? Why don't you let me go?"

Qin Shu ignored Jiang Shushui, and after clapping him twice, he said, "You are disrespectful to my teacher, you deserve to suffer more." ”

Jiang Shuishui, whose shoulders had been removed by Qin Xuan, breathed a sigh of relief, but he was just torn apart, compared to death, what is this pain?

Looking up at the roof of the car, Qin Xuan exclaimed, "Master!"

I saw a person flying out from under the car, and a sword stabbed Huo Xingwei, hitting him in the abdomen.

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Seeing that it was the housekeeper Di Shoudian who entered the door with one person, Mao Fang, who was about to get up to greet him, sat back on the chair, patted the bookcase, and said lightly: "It turned out to be the housekeeper, what are you looking for me? Didn't I say, if there is nothing important, don't disturb me? As you know, these days, I was busy with my father-in-law's funeral, and I was so exhausted that I hadn't slept well for several nights. ”

Di Shoudian looked at Mao Fang, whose eyes were blackened, and sneered in his heart.

Since marrying Zhang Bihe, he has been tossing day and night, and it is strange that his eyes are dark.

Kan Huazi stood and waited, looking at Mao Fang, who was having a temper with his old man.

Di Shoudian took a few steps forward, glared at Mao Fang, and lowered his voice and said, "Don't you hurry up?" Master Hua is here, why don't you come over to greet him, do you really think of yourself as a master?"

Mao Fang was stunned for a moment, and asked in a low voice: "Which painting master is it? Why don't I know!"

Ji Shoudian frowned and said, "What are you asking about?" let you go, just hurry up, let me tell you, this adult is the same as the one before us, understand?"

When Mao Fang heard this, she raised her head and glanced at Kan Huazi, hurriedly lowered her head, and didn't dare to look at it with a sideways face.

Di Shoudian had already turned around, walked towards Kan Huazi, and said with a smile: "Master Hua, this is the newly elected principal of our lordship, but he has just taken over here, and he is too young, I haven't told him a lot of things, if there is anything inappropriate, I hope that the lord will bear with me." ”

casually found a chair and sat down, Kan Huazi said: "It's easy to say, it's easy to say, you also know my temper." ”

Di Shoudian touched the teapot, the water temperature was just right, and he hurriedly poured a cup of tea for Kan Huazi.

Kan Huazi asked, "Is it safe here?"

Di Shoudian nodded and said: "In this study, there is no one within ten zhang, if there is no me and Mao Fang's orders, no one can approach here." ”

Kan Huazi picked up the teacup, drank it dry in one gulp, put down the teacup and said, "That's very good." ”

After speaking, he turned his head to look at Mao Fang, who was waiting sideways, and saw that he was covering his face with his sleeves, and asked puzzledly: "Lao Di, what does he mean by this?"

Di Shoudian was also stunned for a moment, and said softly: "Mao Fang, what are you doing? Quickly show your face and let the adults know you." ”

Mao Fang's legs were weak, and he knelt on the ground and kowtowed: "Adults spare their lives, adults spare their lives, and the villain has only been the master of this mansion for more than two months. ”

Kan Huazi turned his head to look at Ji Shoudian with his mouth half-open, "This is the person he chose to play the sword?

Di Shoudian looked embarrassed, stepped forward and kicked Mao Fang lightly, and said in a low voice: "What are you messing around? Who said it was going to kill you? Get up quickly!"

Mao Fang lay on the ground, quietly turned his head sideways, and looked at Di Shoudian.

Di Shoudian frowned, "What do you think I'm doing?

Listening to the conversation between the person sitting in front of him and the butler, Mao Fang's heart was a little relieved, as if this adult had no intention of wanting his own life.

He knelt there, put his head on the ground, and stammered, "Small, small, small, hairy, hairy, hairy, see, see, see adult." ”

Hearing this tasteful name, Kan Huazi smiled and said to Mao Fang: "Raise your head and speak!"

As soon as he heard that this adult had raised his head, Mao Fang was frightened enough.

He trembled and said, "Big, big, big, small, small, no, don't dare!"

"Oh?"

Kan Huazi leaned over, looked at Mao Fang lying on the ground with his pouting buttocks, and asked, "Why don't you dare?"

Kan Huazi feels that he has been hurt, being as handsome as he is will only make people ashamed of themselves, how can it scare people?

"Back to the adult's words, the old man Zhang in the house before was given to die because he saw the face of the adult, and today the adult is not wearing a mask, so the villain does not dare to look up. ”

Kan Huazi turned his head to look at Ji Shoudian.

Di Shoudian shook his head slightly, and then said to Mao Fang: "Mao Fang, today is different from the past, our painting master trusts you, so I see you with my true face, you don't have to panic, get up quickly, the adult still has important things to explain in a while." ”

Kan Huazi smiled: "So that's the case, don't be too careful, Lao Di is right, I have something important for you to do, if you do well, you will benefit from it in the future." ”

Mao Fang stood up, raised her head and glanced at Kan Huazi cautiously, then lowered her head to shrink her neck and bowed, not daring to squeak.

Kan Huazi frowned slightly, thought about it and smiled.

It seems that this person is intimidated by his own temperament.

However, he is always so afraid that he will not succeed, after all, he Mao Fang is the nominal owner of this mansion, and the little scholar he newly accepted has to be hidden for some time for the time being.

Kan Huazi stood up, looked at the study, and said, "I heard that you were chosen by that adult because of your studies?"

Mao Fang glanced at Di Shoudian, and when he saw him nodding, he replied in a low voice: "It's a small fate!"

Kan Huazi smiled, walked to the bookcase, saw a book on the bookcase, picked it up and said, "Yo he? You actually read this strange book, so it seems that you are not simple!"

Seeing this, Mao Fang's face turned pale and her back was cold!