Chapter 59

Yue Xian said with a smile: "The villain doesn't dare to follow Ling Gongzi, it's just that Young Master Xu is a first-class romantic figure in Beijing, no matter where he goes, someone will pay attention." ”

Xu Wen naturally didn't believe Yue Xian's set of words, but Yue Xian's words obviously showed that Xu Pan's every move was under his control. Xu Wen has never dealt with the Jianghu people in his life, and he does not disdain to associate with the Jianghu people, since the last time they met was given by Yue Xian's grace, he has added a little disgust and fear to the Jianghu people.

Xu Wen looked at Yue Xian coldly and said, "If you have something to say, just say it!"

Yue Xian said: "Liu Yuan, the Duke of Qi, has already subdued the law, everyone must know it. ”

Xu Wen snorted and said, "So what, what does it have to do with this official?"

Yue Xian said: "Although Liu Yuan is dead, Qin He's case has not yet been revealed, and my lord, as the secretary of the ministry, will not turn a blind eye, right?"

Xu Wen sneered: "He wrote an anti-poem and slandered the imperial court, and it is already a great blessing for the official to pardon him from the stone yard and return to Beijing." His case has nothing to do with Liu Yuan!" With that, Xu Wen got up and turned his back to Yue Xian and said, "If Gongzi Yue has nothing else to do, please go back!"

Yue Xian looked at Xu Wen, a smile slowly rose on the corner of his mouth, and said: "It has nothing to do with it, the adults know it in their hearts, Qin He knows it in their hearts, and the dead Liu Yuan is also clear." ”

"Hmph!" Xu Wen flicked his sleeves and said, "Son-in-law, for the sake of you helping Xiao'er, this official has repeatedly tolerated you." Since you toast and don't eat and drink, don't blame the official for being polite!

As soon as Xu Wen's words fell, four middle-aged people came in from outside the door, all dressed in blue, each with a basin-sized disc on each arm, the disc was surrounded by spikes, and the plate was also covered with steel cones, which could not only attack others, but also be used as a shield.

Seeing this, Yue Xian blurted out: "Zixuanmen!"

The man on the far right said coldly: "If you know us, you should know how powerful we are." If you know each other and listen to Lord Xu honestly, I will spare your life today, leave a hand, and go back quickly!"

This Zixuanmen is a sect on the border of Xiangshu in Lizhou, and it mostly makes a living by robbing merchants between Xiangshu and Shu, and has a lot of fame on the ground in Lizhou. The unique blade Zixuan Shield in its door has made many martial arts experts suffer a big loss, just because this Zixuan Shield is both offensive and defensive, far away, and has double shield protection, it can't hurt them at all. It's close, but it's this Zixuan shield that can maximize the power of the attack.

Yue Xian said in his heart: I was careless today, I didn't expect this Xu Wen to make friends with the Jianghu sect, and I didn't expect it to be this unique blade that I had never fought before. If they fight hard and only have a folding fan in their hands, where will they be their opponents.

Yue Xian was thinking about countermeasures in his mind, and said: "I have heard the name of Zixuanmen for a long time, but I heard that your sect has always only done business in Lizhou, how can you also be interested in the business of this capital?" Yue Xian said as he peeked around the house, looking for something that could be used as a weapon. But in Xu Wen's study, there are either tables, chairs, benches, or calligraphy and painting banners, how can any of them be used as blades.

The man on the far right said: "What can make money is a good deal, and since it is a good deal, how can Zixuanmen not eat it." ”

Yue Xian said: "That's a good point! It's just that I don't know how much it will cost to send a labor noble faction from Lizhou to the capital to do business?" Yue Xian pretended to be walking around the house with a folding fan, but his eyes were constantly searching, and his heart was constantly calculating.

The man said, "That's not what you should ask! Say, which hand do you want to keep?"

Yue Xian said: "All heroes are doing business, and they are also doing business below, but they can't do business under these hands, why don't we make a deal?" Yue Xian's eyes fell on the wild grass sent by Wei Xiang a few days ago, and his heart was ecstatic.

The man said, "We can do your business another day, but we won't do it today." If you can't do it yourself, we'll do it for you. It's just that if we do it, we'll have to keep your hands on it. ”

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say!" Yue Xian's mouth coped, and the person had already walked to Wei Xiang's word, and said slowly: "Have you ever heard of 'Iron Pestle Maniac' Wei Xiang?"

The man was stunned for a moment and said, "What did you say?"

Yue Xian stroked the painting and said, "Wei Xiang was a master of swordsmanship when he was young, and every time he fought with someone, he was like a shower, fierce and fierce. After middle age, he was keen on calligraphy and painting, and his heart gradually became gentle, and he felt that the killing was too heavy, so he abandoned the sword and used an iron pestle with the same length as the sword as a blade. It's just that his words still have a bit of sword intent in them, do you look at his wild grass, is it like a martial arts master dancing a sword?"

The man said: "Since you like calligraphy and painting, then our brother will keep your hands." ”

Yue Xian said: "Oh, then thank you to the hero!"

The man said coldly: "Just leave your feet behind." ”

Yue Xian smiled: "It seems that there is nothing to say?"

The man said, "Not bad!"

Yue Xian took down the character and said, "You don't know Wei Xiang, and naturally you don't know what makes his character different. I'll just tell you today!" As he spoke, he removed the scroll on the banner and said, "What makes Wei Xiang's characters different is that these scrolls are made of iron pestles. ”

Seeing that Yue Xian had an iron pestle more than two feet long in his hand in the blink of an eye, the four men all showed a look of surprise on their faces, and the leading man said, "Okay! It's just an iron rod, I'm afraid it won't hurt anyone, right?"

Yue Xian said with a smile: "The people who have fought with Tongwei also thought so when they were alive!" As soon as the words fell, he raised his stick and attacked the leading man. The man saw that Yue Xian was fierce, he raised his shield with his left arm to block, and his right arm was ready to attack, who knew that Yue Xian's blow was a false shot, and when he rushed to the front of the man, the iron rod in his hand suddenly changed direction and smashed into the waist of another short man.

The short man hurriedly stretched out his shield to block, but he didn't know that Yue Xian's move was also a false move, Yue Xian's arm suddenly went up, and a stick hit him in the chin. The short man fell backwards, and before he could hit the ground, he spurted out a mouthful of blood, mixed with four or five teeth.

The other three were shocked, and the Zixuan shield in their hands attacked Yue Xian in three ways, Yue Xian hurriedly jumped back, and the Zixuan shield of the three of them hit the air. Before Yue Xian's momentum of leaping backwards fell, his body suddenly bounced forward, and the stick in his right hand stretched out sharply, and he used his internal force to hit the chest of the leading man. Before the man could see the iron rod clearly, he was knocked out and fell to the ground without firing.

Yue Xian didn't wait for the other two to react, and kicked the person on the left with his left leg to the lower plate, and the iron rod hit the head of the person on the right. With two screams, both fell to the ground. The man on the left wanted to get up again, but Yue Xian waved his hand to make up for it, and he didn't move anymore.

Yue Xian looked at the four people, only the man who was hit in the chin was whispering, so he walked over and asked, "How many people are from Zixuanmen?"

The man's jaw had been shattered, and he didn't know how many teeth he had lost, and he wanted to speak but couldn't open his mouth, Yue Xian frowned and shook his head: "Hey, it's too heavy!"

(Chapter 59: End)