Dongao Wule City is located more than 1,000 miles east of Zhongzhou and is the capital of the East. If Zhongzhou is the meeting place of political power, Nanze is a rich fish and rice town, then Dongao is the base camp of martial arts and kendo. Among the five major states in the Central Plains, Dongao can be regarded as the smallest in area, but in a radius of less than a thousand miles, there are as many as millions of warriors, among which there are many first-class masters, and it can be said that the east is a paradise for the strong.

Xiao Fei and Huang Chongsheng came to Wule City smoothly after four days of travel. They didn't come here to the land of warriors, but to sell money. Wule is not only rich in martial arts masters, but also the breeding ground of the Golden Grotto. Located in the south of the city, the Red Sleeve Qingcheng is located at the Ming Lake in the south of the city, enjoying the beautiful mountains and rivers, and is the most famous high-end leisure place in the world.

"Brother Fei, didn't you say to take me to heaven to enjoy happiness. Then why do we sit here and eat beef noodles?" Huang Chongsheng said dissatisfiedly with chopsticks sticking paste-like noodles.

At this moment, they were not in the red-sleeved Qingcheng VIP room, there was no luxurious decoration and intoxicating fragrance around them, only a few shabby tables and chairs and a few greasy porcelain bowls.

"You still say!" Xiao Fei angrily gave him a headshot chestnut, "Who knew that you had to have swordsman qualifications to go to a high-level place here." Hmph, I don't have a sword. Dogs look down on people!"

"This Traceless is my .......," Huang Chongsheng stretched out his hand to get back the sword that had been suddenly snatched away.

"Here you go, here you go. Stingy!" Fei threw the sword over.

Huang Chongsheng hurriedly caught Wuxian and hugged him in his arms and said: "This swordsman qualification is evaluated by the Sword Alliance, and this year, whether it is going to the rivers and lakes or for the military attaché, it is the certificate of recognition of the Sword Alliance." My dad asked me to take the exam several times before. ”

"I almost forgot that your father is Nan Ze Sword Leader, if he was in this way, it would be done. Xiao Fei wrenched his fingers and calculated, "Today is September 18th, and September 20th every year is the deadline for registration for the Sword Trial Conference. Fortunately, it was in time. ”

"Brother Fei, you don't want to take the sword exam. Are you also interested in such a boring thing?" Huang Chongsheng naturally disdained about the qualification exam.

"Now that martial arts are prevalent, the power of the Sword Alliance has surpassed that of the Imperial History Book. And the qualification of a swordsman who wants to enter the upper class has almost become a pass. You can disdain it, but you can't live without it. "What Xiao Fei said is also true, in troubled times, it is important to emphasize martial arts and light on literature, and this qualification argument is a proof to show your strength. Now not only are several major power families recruiting talents with swordsman qualifications or above, but even ordinary powerful families only need people who are qualified to demonstrate to be family generals.

"Alas, I think you want to enter the Red Sleeve Qing City. Huang Chongsheng said in one sentence.

"That's the reason. But more importantly, it is convenient to have this certificate and do everything easily. I think that when I first debuted, I was not qualified to demonstrate, so I went through a lot of life and death battles to achieve my current reputation. ”

"Okay, if you have time to review your history, you might as well sign up, anyway, you have nothing to do now, it's better to take the test and play. Huang Chongsheng interrupted Xiao Fei's words.

"Then eat noodles and sign up early. Xiao Fei picked up the bowl and shoved the noodles into his mouth.

"The sea is thousands of miles, and the city is full of smoke. A trumpet whistle sounded, and the dry bones buried the loyalty. Yingge smiled, and Yan Wu was drunk in the court. I don't know what year it is, and waking up from a dream is impermanent. "The voice is slightly hoarse, but still magnetic.

Xiao Fei and Huang Chongsheng both turned their heads to look, but saw a ragged scholar lying on a bench, holding a chopstick in his right hand, tapping the porcelain bowl and groaning as he patted.

"Alas, he is another down-and-out literati, but his poetry is not bad. Huang Chongsheng shook his head and said. Now there are many scribes in cold clothes, and the imperial examination has not been held in the DPRK and China for ten years, and the civil officials used are all Cao Dang's cronies. Those who have studied hard for many years have almost no chance to show their talents, and all they can do is sigh out of thin air.

"Who is the down-and-out literati!" the scholar seemed to have very good ears, and was greatly dissatisfied when he heard Huang Chongsheng's words, and shouted loudly.

"Listen to the poems of Mr. and know the literati, and see the shape of your Excellency and know the downfall. Is there something wrong?" said Huang Chongsheng unhurriedly.

"Interesting. The scholar sat up and squinted at Huang Chongshengdao, "Have you read a book?"

"I am lazy by nature, and I don't like hard work the most. But I still read some of the books. Huang Chongsheng's words are also true.

"It's not easy, there aren't many people who have been writing these days. The scholar raised his glass and said, "Your Excellency is not disgusted, it is better to have a drink together." ”

Xiaofei and Huang Chongsheng glanced at each other and came to the scholar's table.

"Sir, your surname, why do you have so many feelings. Huang Chongsheng refers to the poem he just chanted.

"It's not enough to be cheap, and I have studied hard for decades, just hoping to show my strengths. But it's a pity that there is nowhere to be placed in the court, and there is no name in the opposition. So I can only lie in this broken shop and chant some cheesy to be happy. The scholar sneered.

"Listening to the words of the gentleman, you know that the gentleman is not very human, if thirty years ago, you would have been a good minister, but now you ......," Xiaofei said.

"Now literati are useless, especially in this martial arts city, where martial artists are in charge, people like me don't even have the qualifications to live in guest houses. The scholar said.

"That's not either, the inn is not a high-class place, you can stay. Huang Chongsheng said deliberately.

The scholar couldn't help but smile dumbly when he heard this, Huang Chongsheng is such a person, even if you talk to him when you are most depressed, you will temporarily forget your troubles.

"Now the world is like this, and it is useless to sigh in vain. I just don't know what Mr. thinks about the situation in the world. Xiao Fei asked.

The scholar took a sip of his wine glass and said, "Twenty years ago, the Alien Demon Sect invaded the Central Plains, thanks to the Sword Saint Wu Xiaogang, the Red Leaf Gang Leader, and the God of War uniting forces inside and outside the government and the opposition to repel it. And the Sword Saint's self-organized Sword Alliance has become a special force inside and outside the current court, and the Red Leaf Gang has become the largest gang in the world, and Cao Zhubing, who was born in Red Leaves, has become the chief minister after more than ten years of operation. Since the death of the first emperor, the queen mother also passed away mysteriously, and the young emperor only relied on Cao to support him, which also made the surname Cao grow bigger and bigger. ”

"But it is not only the power of Red Leaves and the early death of the first emperor that has made Cao Bingbing the achievement, but also the fact that the Sword Saint and the God of War do not care about political affairs is the most direct reason. Fei interjected.