Chapter 27 Short sword, short sword
Yang Xiaoyang also made a bowl of spirits yesterday.
He looked at Li Congwen with some emotion, he always heard people say that where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, he doesn't know if it's right or not, but he feels that where there is Li Congwen, there are rivers and lakes.
Yang Xiaoyang still didn't think the taste of the liquor was wonderful, and after a few sips, he went under the table, causing everyone to laugh.
When I woke up the next day, the midday sun shone on my face.
Yang Xiaoyang's head hurt a little, he felt that everything yesterday was like a dream, and when he looked up, he saw that many people had woken up, and the emotional group of people were sleeping in the lobby.
I hurriedly looked for the box, and I was relieved to find that I was holding it in my arms.
But he could imagine the resentment in Xiao Di's mind, after all, he couldn't eat the food after watching it all night.
Everyone woke up one after another, and after they clasped their fists and said that they would leave in a very chic manner, Yang Xiaoyang felt that he might not be able to learn in his life.
Yang Xiaoyang walked up to Li Congwen and asked quietly, "How much did you spend a hundred taels of silver?"
Lao Chen and Jingyuan came to decant two cups of tea, Li Congwen was picking his teeth with a bamboo stick, and glanced at Yang Xiaoyang when he heard the words, "It's finished, such a good wine yesterday, one hundred taels is worth it." ”
Yang Xiaoyang was still feeling that he seemed to be infected a lot, and when he heard Li Congwen's answer, he felt that he had suddenly returned to the past, and his eyes widened and pointed at Li Congwen speechless.
Yang Xiaoyang only felt that everything had not changed, the only thing that had changed was that she didn't make trouble when she fed Xiaodi, but it made Yang Xiaoyang feel guilty for a long time.
God is very face-saving, the second day after the end of the competition, it rained lightly, the autumn rain was endless, and an old carriage slowly went north in the rain.
"Congwen, do you say that with my ability, is it possible to get it in the world?"
"What are you talking about, all the young people who came this time are the younger generation of the small sect, not to mention the real masters, even the young disciples of the big sect will make you suffer. ”
Yang Xiaoyang felt that it made sense, anyway, he felt that what Li Congwen said made sense, but there was always something unspeakably weird.
Because he didn't understand why the group was going south to Shuzhong, why they were deceived by Li Congwen and went north to Chang'an.
According to Li Dagongzi, how can you not go to see Chang'an when you come to Guanzhong.
This is how Yang Xiaoyang was persuaded, and the group gradually moved farther and farther away from Sichuan and Shu.
To go to Chang'an, you have to walk a mountain road, and there is no town supply on the way, so you can only prepare enough dry food by yourself.
Yang Xiaoyang took a bite of the cake dipped in spicy sauce and felt that Xiao Di definitely didn't like to eat it.
He decided that he must have a good meal when he arrived in Chang'an, but he thought that he had less than one or two left, and it was difficult to make up his mind for a while.
Yang Xiaoyang looked at the thing that was said to be called millet cake with a weak heart, and lost confidence in dry food, so he had to make some hot sauce to make up for it a little, but Heshan City didn't have Chaotian pepper, so he had to add some dogwood to make do.
He got out of the carriage and rushed into the rain halfway through eating, still a little apprehensive in his heart, not knowing if he would be scolded for eating this cake for Xiao Di.
Fortunately, after Xiao Di took a bite, she just said that it was delicious without her mother's cooking, and she didn't continue to eat, and went back to sleep.
Yang Xiaoyang sighed and returned to the carriage to sew his robe in the dim light.
The road looked a little muddy under the rain, and the wheels of the carriage had sunk into the mud several times.
The group had to find a big tree to trim it a little and wait for the drizzle to pass.
Although the back is against the tree, it is inevitable that some rain will fall on the body, and a gust of wind will blow through it to make people feel a little cool.
Since they couldn't find dry firewood, they couldn't light a fire even if there was a fire, so the four of them could only sit under the tree and do nothing.
Yang Xiaoyang held the box, pointed the hole to the sky, and looked up at the sky himself.
It was a bit boring, he thought.
Li Congwen was dozing off against the trunk of the tree, while Jingyuan was squinting his eyes and chanting in a whisper.
Yang Xiaoyang didn't understand a word after listening to it for a long time, and he was a little glad that he was ordered not to read the Taoist scriptures.
As for Lao Chen drinking the wine in the gourd alone, he didn't know what he was happy with a smile on his face.
Suddenly, Yang Xiaoyang smelled a smell of barbecue, and hurriedly patted Li Congwen, as for Jingyuan, he saw that he was concentrating on chanting the scriptures, and he didn't dare to disturb him, for fear that he would go mad.
Yang Xiaoyang leaned into Li Congwen's ear and whispered, "Congwen, I smell the smell of barbecue, do you want to go and see it?"
Li Congwen opened his eyes and nodded, Yang Xiaoyang thought that he would not be interested, after all, he had nibbled on the millet cake just now.
As soon as the two of them got up, they heard Jingyuan say: "Do you two want to hide from the poor monk to eat meat? Don't worry, the poor monk won't care, let's go together." ”
Since Jingyuan was going, Lao Chen naturally wanted to go with him, so the four of them hid the carriage and followed Yang Xiaoyang.
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Wudong City is a large city in the east of Chang'an City, and there are countless martial arts families and sects in the city.
After the imperial court issued a chivalrous order, it hoped to recruit martial arts families, and many people from the family chose to serve the imperial court, and naturally some were unwilling.
The Fu family is the first family in Wudong City, and it is naturally the focus of the imperial court's recruitment, but Fu Xiuyun, the head of the Fu family, rejected the imperial court very hard, and at the same time ordered the family not to accept it.
Fu Xiuyun has passed the prime of life, and is known as grinding spears on the rivers and lakes, and is as famous as sword immortals and demon swords.
The Fujia family is not only famous for its gunnery, but also has its own achievements in swords and bows, and the children of the family have been in battle to kill the enemy in the counterinsurgency battle, so the court has not dared to use force, and can only persuade each other with good words.
Fu Xiuyun also went to the military array, and when he attacked Yongzhou, he led two children of his family to break into the army of 3,000 people, and stabbed the enemy general to death with one shot.
Although the three of them were seriously wounded, they all retreated, and they were talked about in the army and in the rivers and lakes.
However, after all, the battle left the root of the disease, and now at the age of forty, he retired to concentrate on teaching his disciples.
Fu Sheng is the eldest son of Fu Xiuyun, at the age of eighteen he integrated the family heirloom swords, bows and guns, and has the style of a little master, and temporarily led the head of the family when Fu Xiuyun was recuperating from his injuries.
Although Fusheng became famous at a young age, he was not arrogant or impatient, and treated people modestly and friendly, and the succession of the head of the family was a foregone conclusion.
Just four months before the chivalrous order was cancelled, the Fu family was shocked, and Fu Xiuyun's younger brother Fu Xiuya colluded with outsiders to assassinate Fu Xiuyun.
In order to let Fu Sheng escape, Fu Sheng's mother stopped the seven assassins alone.
Fu Sheng could only grit his teeth and run for his life with tears on his face, and he didn't even dare to look at his mother again, but Fu Xiuya and others were in hot pursuit, and Fu Sheng could only escape into the Qinling Mountains to avoid pursuit.
Although Fu Sheng is a martial arts genius, he is finally invincible with two fists and four hands under the pursuit of the older generation, and it is difficult to resist, Fu Sheng understands that he needs the help of others.
He met a trafficker in the Qinling Mountains, and Fu Sheng said that he wanted a slave who would not betray, so the trafficker sold him a little girl named Qingcao.
It is said that when Qingcao was very young, he was caught by traffickers on the streets because of the war, and he was tortured to the point that he lost his feelings.
Fu Sheng glanced at the grass's eyes, one of which was wooden, and took her away, and decided to teach her the short sword, because he didn't want to give his back to anyone else.
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Yang Xiaoyang followed the fragrance to find a small cave, and found that there was a fire inside, obviously there were people, and he was hesitating whether to say hello, Li Congwen had already walked forward regardless of it.
Suddenly, there was a buzzing sound, and I saw a feather arrow stuck in the ground in front of Li Congwen, and the tail of the arrow trembled, which showed the great power of this arrow.
"Don't go forward, one more step forward will fall on you. ”
The crowd searched for prestige, and saw a young man in ragged clothes come out of the grass on the edge of the cave.
There was also a little girl about fourteen years old next to her, with a thin figure and sallow hair, and Yang Xiaoyang also saw that she was covered with wounds.
Li Congwen was almost shot through by an arrow and didn't see him frightened at all, but shouted at the man: "We smell the smell of meat and want to come over to eat, so we won't be killed by the arrow, wouldn't it be worse than asking for food." ”
After he finished speaking, he walked forward by himself, and untied the wine gourd on his waist and threw it there.
It's just that the two of them are a little farther away, and the gourd fell to the ground after two turns in the air, and rolled twice, and the original tense atmosphere suddenly became embarrassing.
However, as if he didn't know what the embarrassment was, Mr. Li stepped forward to pick up the wine gourd and wiped it, and opened the stopper and sniffed it.
Yang Xiaoyang had already used the aura in his body with all his might, ready to rush to save people as soon as something was wrong.
It's just that the distance between Li Congwen and that person is still too short for a bow and arrow, and I don't know if I can make it in time.
Fu Sheng saw that the young man dressed as a rich boy walked in front of him unsuspectingly, and handed him a wine gourd with a smile, and finally put down his bow and arrow.
He waved his hand slightly at Qingcao, and Qingcao also put away his short sword.
"Are you wild people in the mountains, so torn-up? Just now my Taoist brother smelled the smell of barbecue, can you give us some to eat, we have been nibbling on the millet cake for a day, it is really hard to swallow. I can exchange it for my wine, which is a good wine I bought for twenty taels of silver in Heshan City. Li Congwen spoke briskly, as if he had met an acquaintance.
I just don't know who the person who was holding the cake and nibbling it with relish just now.
Yang Xiaoyang breathed a sigh of relief, and somewhat understood why he had gone down the mountain with Li Congwen in the first place, such a person was really unwary of him.
Fu Sheng was indeed a little less hostile, more because he saw that there seemed to be someone he knew among the three people behind, so he invited the four into the cave.