Someone died in the Qinglou for no reason, although it is said that it is a Jiangyang thief who has done a lot of evil, and he can't wait for everyone to be punished, but after all, this is the world of the Great Zhou, pay attention to the law, if it is not discovered or the matter is not big, it is okay, and it can save some trouble if it is caught quickly, but since this Jiangyang thief can be wanted, he must have done a lot of great things, and his notoriety is very prominent, and he naturally has to take care of it when he arrives at their realm, even if it is now a corpse, he must trace back to the source, and find out who did this chivalrous and righteous thing, as for what will happen after he finds out, the catchers are not in charge, but it depends on the meaning of the main division in the city。

The Great Zhou Dynasty has a vast territory and many people, and there are many remnants of the previous dynasties who have made waves, so the past dynasties have ruled the country by law, no matter who has committed something, even if it has been sentenced to death, it is necessary to check the genius of the dynasty to see if some people are involved, this often happens everywhere in the Great Zhou Dynasty, and now Jiang Yang is dead, in the eyes of some people, it can be regarded as ignoring the law.

And as for that wanted list, it's not a killing, it's a pursuit.

Therefore, after the arrest quickly found out the truth, he was driven to the courtyard by the superior officials, looking at the posture, he wanted to arrest people, although the head catcher was sincere and poured a lot of bitter water, but the essence was to arrest people.

Catching Kuai obviously knew Feng Cheng's strength, he could come and go freely in the Black Tiger gambling stall with just a wooden sword, and they were ashamed of this kung fu, so they could only beg, not as tough as they were against ordinary people.

Feng Cheng was still practicing his sword, ignoring these catchers who suddenly broke into the courtyard.

The head catcher frowned, feeling that things were a little prickly, he thought that he was polite Feng Cheng would follow him, but now it is a little difficult to do, he has never encountered this situation, in the past, if it was soft, it would be hard, but now Feng Cheng would not dare to come to the hard if he didn't eat the soft.

After all, they are all ordinary people, at most, they only know one or two crops, otherwise they would go out to the rivers and lakes early, how can they catch fast, facing Feng Cheng, it is obvious that it is not enough to see.

Feng Cheng waved his sword, but they saw it in their eyes, and asked themselves that it was impossible to take a move, so no one dared to do this.

Time passed slowly, the head catcher looked sad, and couldn't help but shiver, at this time he wanted to go home to roast the fire, and then hold his wife to sleep well, but when he came out, he was given a death order, Feng Cheng must take it back, otherwise he will have to eat a good meal, maybe he will be demoted, he is not afraid of eating and hanging, nothing more than being scolded, and then fined a little money, anyway, he doesn't live on that little money, those gray areas of oil and water are enough for him to eat oil, and his heart is like a mirror, the reason why he can get so much money is completely because he catches the head, if he loses this hat and changes someone else to do it, the result will definitely not be too comfortable, after all, people go to tea and cool, and in the court, Gai Mo is like this.

Thinking in his heart, this head catcher thinks that he should start with another person, Feng Cheng's young man is angry, Xu Baichuan will not be able to, looking at the posture of reading books, he should be a well-informed gentleman, what Xu Baichuan said, Feng Cheng should be able to listen, right?

So he said a lot to Xu Baichuan, which contained a lot of grievances, and in order to be more realistic, the head catcher also squeezed out some tears.

It was really strange to catch someone on this, he knew that he had lost some face in front of his subordinates, but it didn't matter, as long as he could keep his hat, it was worth it.

The corners of Xu Baichuan's mouth hooked up a smile, quietly listened to the head catcher's complaints, and after the head catcher finished speaking, he hummed, indicating that he knew, and there was no more reaction other than that.

The head catcher doesn't understand it, he is miserable to such an extent, this person is actually indifferent, is it possible that he is hard-hearted?

After making sure again, the head catcher was a little desperate, knowing that no matter what he said, he made a thought in his heart, greeted him, and left with his subordinates.

Not long after the headcatcher left, there was soon another uninvited guest in the courtyard, but compared to the headcatcher, this person was much better.

He knocked on the door as he entered.

The person who came was Cheng Yuqing, shaking a fan in his hand, and his bearing was extraordinary.

Cheng Yuqing walked in front of Xu Baichuan, glanced at the open book, was a little surprised, and said softly: "This Spring and Autumn Book was written by Su Sheng, and it has always been treasured in the Confucian Academy, and it is rarely circulated in the world, even if there is, it has a lot to do with Confucianism, how did you get it?"

Xu Baichuan raised his eyes and glanced at him, and said calmly: "I took it from a place called Hidden Sword Tower, and as for the origin of this book, there is a story, I don't know if you want to hear it?"

Cheng Yuqing was interested, nodded, and said a word of deafness.

Xu Baichuan opened his mouth and said: " About two hundred years ago, there was a scholar who thought that his knowledge was very high, so he wanted to go to the world to see, and discuss and discuss knowledge with others, maybe he was really knowledgeable, from the Great Zhou Tianxia, spent more than ten years, traveled through many countries, were impressed by his knowledge, at that time he thought that in addition to the heavenly saints, his knowledge was the highest, so he gave birth to an idea, wanted to go to the Sword Sect to discuss learning, at that time the Sword Sect had not yet closed the mountain, so the scholar went up, but his temper was really bad, the knowledge could not be spoken, so he wanted to do it, but he did it, but he said a lot of nonsense before he started, which was very unbearable, So he provoked a few people, and then later, his body was thrown off the cliff, I don't know whether to feed the wolf or the dog, and the books on his body were supposed to be thrown down with him, but at that time, an elder thought it was good, so he stayed, and then it came to my hands, and I took it here, and you saw it, what do you think of this story, has it ever been to your liking?"

Cheng Yuqing tugged at the corners of her mouth, began to think about it, and soon found the scholar Xu Baichuan said in her memory, and under some reflection, she suddenly found that the story Xu Baichuan told was not made up, and her face was a little ugly.

The scholar who went out to discuss the study was very famous in the school at that time, and it is not an exaggeration to call him the first person, and many people thought that he could become a saint, so he acquiesced to the one who brought out something, originally thought that this was a good thing, and traveled thousands of miles in the world, which was the way of the saint, but one day they found that the lamp of life was broken, and some could not believe it, but the lamp of life stored a trace of the soul of the body, and the lamp went out when a person died, without exception.

Originally, the Confucian Sect wanted to take revenge, but it was never found who made it, but now the situation is very clear, it turns out that it is those sword cultivators who are not afraid of heaven and earth, and it is not surprising that this kind of thing is done.

After all, if you dare to provoke the tiger beard of the three sects, there is only sword cultivation between heaven and earth.

Cheng Yuqing sighed, "Your sword cultivation has really done a lot of things, that was originally a proper saint quota, but now it is good, and it has been clean." ”

Xu Baichuan was noncommittal, has the sword cultivation done less in these years? Whether it is entering the demon realm to kill the big demon or entering the clouds to kill the saint, which one is not a shocking and earthly big event, in comparison, killing a scholar who can only play tricks can be described as a small thing that cannot be smaller.

Even if he will become a saint in the future, but not at that time, it is a small matter that is inhumane and inhumane.

Why all the fuss?

Cheng Yuqing put away his emotions and did not continue to lose his temper, after all, he had never seen that senior, all he usually knew was deeds, at most he had read a few articles, and he had passed away, so there was no need to dwell on it.

Xu Baichuan turned a page of the book, and suddenly said: "Nothing to do but go to the Three Treasures Palace, what are you looking for me, it is impossible for you to just come to me to listen to the story?"

Cheng Yuqing shook his head, and then remembered the reason why he came here, so he said: "Taiping City has not been peaceful recently, there will be some people coming, you should pay attention." ”

Xu Baichuan was interested, "This is a strange thing, aren't you from the Confucian Academy, it stands to reason that you wish I would suffer from the disaster, why did you remind me today?"

Cheng Yuqing said with a smile: "You can come out of Qingyuan with a sword alone, there must be means on your body, I have heard your deeds, I have been thinking about doing something for my elders at that time, and I didn't think about it in detail, I have said a few words to my father when I was studying at home these days, and my father admires you very much, according to his words, you are a generation of heroes, the kind that is very top-notch, under the majesty of your father, I will come to remind you." ”

Before he finished speaking, he continued: "My father also held a sword when he was young, and went out to walk through the rivers and lakes, and he wanted to see you. ”

repeated words, revealing all his feelings, and looking at the smile does not seem to be fake.

Xu Baichuan thought about it, put it away in his hand, nodded, and agreed.

He also wanted to see how a swordsman who traveled the rivers and lakes cultivated a scholar.

So he beckoned Feng Cheng to follow him and went out of the courtyard under the leadership of Cheng Yuqing.

Walking slowly all the way, halfway through, Cheng Yuqing suddenly brought up a topic, which was about why Xu Baichuan likes to read, according to this idea, even if you want to read it, you should read the kendo classics, not the words of a sage like Chunqiu.

Xu Baichuan said while walking: "I practiced boxing before practicing swords, and before practicing boxing, I studied with a gentleman, but I listened outside the door and did not go in, the reason is that I couldn't pay the tuition at that time, so I could only listen outside, learned some truths and wrote and painted on the soil, and then I remembered it, and then there was a gentleman there, and I was not allowed to listen outside the door, I had no choice but to learn boxing with someone, and then I practiced swords, all the way to the present, it is not bad." ”

Cheng Yuqing was slightly annoyed and said: "That gentleman is really not worthy of being a teacher, the sage once said when he passed down the knowledge, this knowledge can be learned by anyone, no matter who it is, there is no need to treat it as a treasure, there is no need to hide it, what should be done is to spread this truth to the widow, if you continue to listen at the time, maybe a brilliant person like you should be our Confucian disciple." ”

In the past, things have become a foregone conclusion, and it is useless to be angry, but Xu Baichuan does not hate that gentleman, but is a little grateful, if he really concentrates on continuing to listen outside, I am afraid that he will not be where he is now.

Things in the world are so ingenious, maybe it's just a choice, you can change a person's future fate, and then you make a choice, who knows what will happen next?

Can't guess.

Several people talked and talked, turned several streets, and arrived at Cheng Yuqing's home, the Taiping Inn named Taiping City.