For a Liu Wencong, Wei Xian spent a lot of money, mobilized the city defense army, and captured the whole city to serve quickly, but these are nothing to him. As long as the seat under the butt is still there, there is nothing that can move him in this Chang'an.

The next person came to report that the monk of the Nine Tribulations was coming to find him, but he just waved his hand and motioned to bring someone in.

It's useless in the world, and I don't know why Tinghai bothered, he first brought the people in the house to find trouble, and this time he also asked his senior brother Jiuyan to go in person, he was a little disdainful of Tinghai's caution.

Seeing Jiu Yan walk in, Wei Xian's face did not have the slightest thought in his heart, he smiled and asked, "The master has worked hard, and a banquet will be held in the house in the evening to celebrate the master's achievements!"

"Unlucky, the Sprinkle family didn't take down Ye Yunsheng, and returned empty-handed, without a face to participate in the adult's celebration banquet. The Sprinkle family is about to rush back immediately, and they have come to say goodbye to the adults. By the way, I heard that the junior brother of the Sprinkle family was sent by an adult to pick up people?"

Wei Xian's face flashed with consternation, which was quickly masked by a smile, and he explained: "That's right, Master Tinghai learned that the official was worried that Xu Qing and the others would not return for a long time, so he asked for an order to go and answer it. ”

It turned out that Xie Ding and others returned to Chang'an and told Wei Xian about their experiences along the way. Xia Yunxian was plotted to break her legs in Shangzhou, Xu Qing fell into challenging Wang Ping again, and the two were left in Shangzhou, one was his nephew, and the other was a woman he was close to these days, and he couldn't let it go.

Jiu was embarrassed, and said quite annoyedly: "That's it, my lord, wait for the senior brother of the Sprinkle family to come back and tell him, let him go back to me quickly." ”

Wei Xian hurriedly said, "Why is the master in such a hurry?"

Jiu Yan didn't want to say it, it was really a bit embarrassing, but when he thought about it, it was related to Wei Xian after all, and there was no trivial matter in the rivers and lakes, so he couldn't hide it, so he said: "That madman is back." ”

Wei Xian heard it in a fog, and he didn't know whether it was clear or not, so he could only ask, "Which madman?"

"Which madman is there in Chang'an City?" said Jiu Yan angrily, didn't want to talk anymore, and left with his hand.

Wei Xian has been majestic in Chang'an City all these years, but he didn't know about the rivers and lakes in the early years, so he hurriedly sent someone to invite Xie Ding, the sword king of Chang'an.

The subordinate who was ordered to go was called Xiao Gen'er by the people in the Wei Mansion, and he was an honest young man, and he rushed all the way to the east of the city near the inner city. Although Xie Ding has the name of the Sword King of Chang'an, he is actually just a figure in the rivers and lakes, with more than ten domestic servants, twenty or thirty Jianghu children, and a few shops in the east of the city. He lives in a set of two-entry mansions, which should be built in a decent manner, and some people in the east of the city who don't know the situation have always thought that he is just a businessman.

Xiao Gen'er ran away and sweated profusely, called the doorman, explained the reason, and waited outside the gate, and did not dare to enter casually.

In a spacious study in the house, Xie Ding was sitting at the desk, looking at the account books of various shops, while pressing the abacus beads in his hand, muttering in his mouth, he heard the housekeeper outside the door of the study say: "Da Lang, Lord Wei sent someone to invite you to come over the house, and look at the little brother running in a hurry, I'm afraid it's something urgent." ”

Xie Ding glanced at the account book on the table, scratched his beard, and whispered: "Busy and busy, they can't make a lot ......of money, these people are all eating with long heads, and they only have such a little silver for more than a month" He cleaned up the table, opened the door of the study, and said to the housekeeper: "Call all the store stewards in the evening, and you will go in person." ”

"Got silver again this month?"

"Ten taels less than last month. ”

"What a good thing this is!"

"Let's look at next month...... Hey, I really don't want to pay attention to the affairs of the rivers and lakes, and I can't take care of my own business. ”

"Da Lang, let's go quickly, that little brother is still waiting outside the door. ”

Xie Ding didn't dare to let Wei Xian wait for a long time, so he took four of his subordinates and went to Wei Mansion with Xiao Gen'er.

The sky in the afternoon is blue like washing, a few white clouds are like embellishments in the painting, the plum blossoms in the courtyard of the Wei Mansion are blooming just right, Suyan is faint and quiet, and the dark fragrance floats. Under the plum tree, there is a mahogany tea table, accompanied by two wool mat futons, the stove next to the case is hot water, and a delicate and weak young adoptive lady is kneeling and sitting to study tea.

Xie Ding came over and sighed: "Lord Wei is so Yaxing, Xie can't tell whether it is tea fragrance or plum fragrance, and he feels much more refreshed when he is a mundane person." ”

Wei Xian sat on the futon next to the desk and stretched out his hand to ask him, and said with a smile: "How can Brother Xie not know? This tea fragrance and plum fragrance are not as fragrant as a woman's body." ”

Xie Ding clapped his hands and laughed: "What the adults said, it is true!"

After the tea was fried and the adoptive mother retreated, Wei Xian's expression was solemn and he asked: "The master of the Nine Tribulations wanted to leave Chang'an, and not long after leaving, the official asked him why he left in a hurry, and he said that the madman returned to Chang'an, and then asked but did not answer, so I asked Brother Xie to come and solve his doubts." ”

When Xie Ding was drinking tea, he was calm and comfortable, but after hearing this, he couldn't hide it, and became inexplicably frightened, and he was a little unstable.

"It was unexpected. ”

"Who is the madman in the mouth of the Nine Difficulties?"

Xie Ding settled down, and said slowly: "This person's name is Yun Wujing, in the early years, the people of the rivers and lakes admired his boxing skills, and there was a saying that 'between square inches, no one will fall'. Later, because of his tyrannical personality, he fought when he disagreed, and the Jianghu people privately gave him a notoriety of 'lawlessness'. Now he is disgusted by people and ghosts in the rivers and lakes...... It is said that his grandmother was a little princess of the Li family in the Southern Tang Dynasty, and after the destruction of the Southern Tang Dynasty, she fled to the place of the Lingnan barbarians and got along with a samurai of the barbarians. He grew up in the barbarian tribe since he was a child, and like the group of people in the Southern Barbarians, he didn't know etiquette and didn't pay attention to the rules. ”

Xie Ding said as he calmed down, drank a cup of tea, and continued to say after seeing Wei Xian's careful listening: "That barbarian warrior is the number one master of the Southern Barbarians, and he crisscrosses Lingnan with his unpredictable 'Cloud Step'. When the princess escaped from the palace, she brought a copy of the martial arts scripture of the Li Jiazhen Palace "Xuanyang One Qigong", which is one of the best internal skills in the world. This No. 1 master of the Southern Barbarians actually had no teacher, and based on Xuanyang Qigong and Tayunbu, he created a set of boxing techniques. Hey, this punch method is "Between Square Inch". ”

Wei Xian listened attentively, and when he saw him stop, he added some tea soup and did not urge.

Xie Ding took a sip of tea and continued: "Originally, in a ghost place like Nanban, no matter how high the martial arts are, it can't hinder the heroes of the Central Plains and the romance of the rivers and lakes. But more than ten years ago, Yun Wujing left Nanban alone, came from the south, went all the way north, walked to a place, and hit a place, which opened the eyes of everyone in the rivers and lakes, and only then did they know that there are such stunts in the world. ”

There was envy, disgust, and more fear in his words.

"Brother Xie is the Chang'an Sword King, with the sword in his hand, are you still afraid of his fist?"

Seeing the doubts in Wei Xian's eyes, he laughed at himself, Lord Wei is not from the rivers and lakes, he can only be more specific - he compared the tea case between the two and said: "The first distance of a martial artist is the first thing, how long the sword is, how far apart, and how much effort he makes, all of which are particular. For example, if an adult sits in a position opposite me, and I have a sword in my hand, I can stab him with three swords in one breath. Don't blame adults, Xie is just making an analogy. And why does this Yun Wujing make the people of the rivers and lakes hate? Because if he sat in the position of an adult, Xie would never dare to sit here, and he could beat Xie more than ten punches with one breath. If it were someone else, Xie could still guard against one or two, but this cloud was ...... Is there anyone in the world who can prevent it, Xie doesn't know, anyway, Xie can't prevent it. So in the early years, there was a saying that spread in the rivers and lakes: between square inches, no one will fall. That's what he said. ”

He recalled the rivers and lakes in the past, and sighed: "Han Ion, the head of the Legalist sword, once met Yun Wujing on the road - this is an old thing in the rivers and lakes, not a rumor, because there are many people in the rivers and lakes present, and it is conclusive. Han Ion was open-minded and hospitable, and invited Yun Wujing to drink in a wine shop. The two talked loudly, elated, like a boy in a child's life. Later, Han Ion said, "It's a pity that the queen of the Southern Tang Dynasty likes poetry and dies." Nayun Wujing threw several punches in an instant, and Gangfeng shook the dishes on the table out, smashing the wine customers in the store who were injured and bleeding, and the dignified Legalist sword head was beaten to the ground, vomiting blood and falling into a coma. The most terrifying thing is that he was still happily drinking and talking to the other party a moment ago, this turning his face is faster than turning a book, and the fast punch can't even be resisted by a first-class master like Han Ion!"

Wei Xian was listening to the story as if he was listening to it, and he was also fascinated, and when he saw that he didn't continue, he asked, "Why did Yun Wujing do it?"

"After he finished beating people, he said, 'My old ancestor is also what you can say?'"

Wei Xian was speechless, and said secretly: "This person is really a madman. ”

Xie Ding was turning his mind in his heart: There is no reason to talk to this madman, I just made some efforts, taking people's money and people to eliminate disasters, even if it is not Fang Zimo and Zhang Qingzi who I harmed, I am afraid that I will be found in the door, it seems that I have to arrange everything properly, learn the nine difficulties and the thief bald, and go as the best policy.

"Now there are not many masters around the adults in Chang'an City, and Xie is also very worried about Brother Xu and Miss Xia, why don't you let Xie take the two back to Chang'an?"

Wei Xian smiled faintly and said, "Master Tinghai has gone to Shangzhou, and he will be here soon. ”

Xie Ding muttered in his heart: "I'm afraid that this thief monk won't come back." ”