The spring is white and snowy, and the four fields are vast. On the ancient mountain road, the sound of hooves can be obtained.

The yellow warbler hurried non-stop overnight, and it seemed that there would be two more hours to reach Peach Blossom Town. couldn't help but be even more urgent, and stepped up to urge the horse. At this moment, I am in a valley, and I can see the smoke curling from the mouth of the valley from a distance, as if there are people's homes. Huang Ying hurried all night, and at this time he was hungry and thirsty, and he wanted to go to the house in front of him to beg for water. Huang Ying rode his horse and galloped closer, and couldn't help but be happy, Gukou Guo had a farmhouse. Huang Ying rode his horse to the door of the farmhouse, stopped, turned over and dismounted, tied the reins to the fence, and stepped into the yard.

Huang Ying stood still in the courtyard and immediately raised his voice and asked, "Is anyone at home?" After a short time, the door of the house opened, and an old man in Tsing Yi holding a cane slowly walked out. The old man was nearly sixty years old, his hair was gray, and although his eyes were cloudy, he could see clearly that the person was a girl.

"Oh, what is the matter with the girl early in the morning?" asked the old man, trembling his hand on his cane.

Huang Ying said softly: "The younger generation is going to Peach Blossom Town to seek medical treatment, and I want to come here to beg for saliva to drink." ”

"Hehehe, come in. With that, the old man slowly turned around and walked into the house.

Huang Ying followed the old man into the room, but saw that although the house was small, it was quite clean. Tables and chairs are also complete, especially a portrait hanging in the main hall. The painting is the story of Zhang Liang's pick-up.

Zhang Liang was a famous military strategist in the early Han Dynasty, and was known as the 'Three Masters of the Early Han Dynasty' along with Han Xin and Xiao He.

Legend has it that during a trip, Zhang Liang met an old man on a bridge, who took off his shoes and threw them under the bridge. But he said to Zhang Liang: "Boy, go down and pick up my shoes!" Although Zhang Liang was very angry, when he saw that the old man was old, he held back his anger and went under the bridge to retrieve the old man's shoes.

The old man asked Zhang Liang to put on his shoes, and Zhang Liang thought that since he had already taken back the shoes, he didn't care about putting them on again. The old man stretched out his feet and asked Zhang Liang to kneel on the ground, put on his shoes, and then left with a smile.

Zhang Liang was very surprised and watched the old man go away. The old man walked for a while, and then came back and said to Zhang Liang: "You can teach! Five days later, at dawn, you and I will meet here." Zhang Liang was even more strange, knelt on the ground and replied, "Okay." ”

At dawn five days later, Zhang Liang came. But the old man had already arrived at the bridge first, and the old man was furious: "How can you be late for the things agreed with the elders?" and continued: "Come early in five days." With that, he walked away.

Five days later, as soon as the rooster crowed, Zhang Liang arrived at the bridge. Which Cheng thought that the old man had arrived first, and when the old man saw Zhang Liang, he was furious and said, "How can you become a big deal if you are so casual?" ”

After another five days, Zhang Liang came in less than midnight. After a while, the old man also arrived, and when he saw Zhang Liang, he said happily: "Knowing mistakes can improve greatly!" said that he gave a book to Zhang Liang, which is the world-famous 'Taigong Art of War'. This book is said to have been written by Jiang Taigong, a famous military strategist in the Shang and Zhou dynasties, so it is called 'Taigong Art of War'. After that, Zhang Liang studied the art of war diligently, and finally achieved great achievements.

Huang Ying was looking at this painting with a daze, and the old man had come out of the room, holding a paper bag in his hand and coming to the table. When I opened the paper bag, it was tea leaves. Huang Ying walked over and put the long sword on the table and said, "Uncle, let's do it with me." After that, Huang Ying started to make tea and pour water, just like at home. The old man was not reluctant, and sat down at the table by himself. Huang Ying made tea, took a cup and put it in front of the old man.

Huang Ying poured another cup for herself, then took off the hat on her head and put it on the table. Sit down and take a sip of the cup gently, after tasting it, Huang Ying couldn't help but praise: "It's so fragrant, may I ask the old man what kind of tea is this?"

The old man smiled and said, "The name of this tea is 'Da Hong Pao', which was given by an old friend of mine. As he spoke, he took a sip of his teacup.

Huang Ying asked, "This tea must be rare, right?"

The old man smiled and said, "This tea is taken from the cliff of Wuyi Mountain, and it is rare because of the scarcity of tea trees. ”

Huang Ying followed Da Kui, but he drank a lot of good tea, but today this tea is the first time in his life. This tea soup is ruddy in color, and the entrance is fragrant on the lips and teeth, which is really the best in the tea. Huang Ying tasted the tea, and couldn't help but think that this old man had settled in the barren mountains and mountains, but he had such good tea, he must not be an ordinary person.

Thinking of this, Huang Ying couldn't help asking, "I still don't know the old man's surname?"

The old man smiled and replied: "The old man is too old to do heavy work, and although the girl is a woman, she is still young and strong." There was some firewood outside the door, and I hoped that the girl could help the old man chop and pile it up, and the old man was grateful. ”

Huang Ying was a little embarrassed when she heard this, she planned to leave after drinking tea, but when she saw that the old man had to hold on to a stick when he walked, she couldn't help but soften, and she should repay the old man for his kindness with tea. At that moment, Huang Ying stood up and said, "The old man sits here, and the younger generation will come when he goes." ”

Saying that, Huang Ying went out of the door and came to the courtyard, and saw that there was a large pile of firewood in the right corner of the courtyard, and a big axe was put aside. Huang Ying took off her cloak and hung it on the fence, walked over, picked up the big axe, picked up the firewood and put it on the ground, picked up the axe, and began to chop wood. Huang Ying is a female streamer, and he has done rough work since he was a child. Chai He didn't split a small pile, and Huang Ying's Qianqianyu hand was already grinding blood blisters. Although there was a burst of pain in his hand, Huang Ying still chopped all the large pile of firewood.

When Huang Ying raised her sleeves to wipe the fragrant sweat off her face and returned to the room, she saw that the old man was still sitting at the table. Huang Ying panted and said, "Uncle, the firewood has been chopped all the time." The juniors left and said goodbye. Then he walked over to the table, picked up his sword and hat, and turned to leave.

The old man smiled and said, "Girl, please stay." ”

Huang Ying couldn't help but turn around and asked, "What's the matter?"

The old man smiled and said: "The old man has traveled all over the world in his life, and it can be said that he is home all over the world. Today, you and I meet fate, I have a sword book here, so I can use it as a meeting gift. As he spoke, he took out a book from his bosom. Huang Ying couldn't help but laugh when she saw this, isn't this somewhat similar to the story on the painting? Although she thought so in her heart, she still stretched out her hand to take over the sword book, and on the cover of the sword book was written in block letters, "Liangyi Sword Technique".

Huang Ying was already stunned at a glance, the Wudang Sword is the secret of the Wudang faction, and the Liangyi Sword is a branch of the Wudang Sword, Huang Ying has been fond of swordsmanship since she was a child, how do you not know?

The old man laughed and said: "Don't be so surprised, the girl doesn't have to be so surprised, there will be no time after meeting today, and the poor road should go." ”

When Huang Ying heard this, she couldn't help but ask again: "The old man gave such a big gift to the younger generation today, and I hope that the old man can give him a great name." ”

The old man laughed and said, "The Poor Dao Linghui Venerable. ”