The eastern capital city, the city is majestic, the palace is magnificent, the streets and alleys are open, the incense car BMW, the stream is endless, it is better than the Gusu city in the south of the Yangtze River, and it is worthy of being the first city in the Central Plains.

On the third pole of the day, all kinds of restaurants, wine shops, and teahouses in the eastern capital are lined up, and all kinds of cries and sales are endless.

Zhao Wushuang drove the carriage past a three-story restaurant and stopped, and the shopkeeper in the restaurant immediately came out to greet him.

Zhao Wushuang and Wan'er each took a small hand of Xue Jian into the building, only to see that the restaurant was already sitting in the restaurant, some of them were talking, a little whispered, so lively, under the leadership of the shopkeeper, the three of them came to the second floor, the second floor was much quieter than downstairs.

Zhao Wushuang asked for some food, and drank the cup of tea absentmindedly.

"Childe has something on his mind?" Wan'er asked.

Zhao Wushuang shook his head lightly and smiled, "It's nothing, it's just that there is one person in this city who doesn't know whether to meet or not!"

Wan'er smiled, "Since Gongzi has come to this eastern capital, he must be going to see him!"

"Yes, I still want to see you!"

At this time, the four people at a table behind Zhao Wushuang whispered: "Have you heard? Our precious son of Lord Shi is in trouble again, and he dares to rob the people's daughter in broad daylight!"

"Hmph! Something like a beast, relying on Lao Tzu is the assassin of the Eastern Capital can do whatever he wants, it's really presumptuous!"

"Alas, why should Brother Wang be so angry about this! It's not worth it! Come and let's drink!"

Zhao Wushuang behind him squinted his eyes slightly and muttered, "The son of landlord Ling, one of the twenty-four heroes of Lingyun Pavilion, I never imagined that there would be such an unbearable son. ”

In the Thorn History Mansion, above the lobby of the Ming High Block of the Thorn History House in the Eastern Capital, there was a fat man who was as bloated as a pig kneeling under the hall, the fat man was about twenty years old, but the fat body was at least more than 300 pounds.

The fat man is named Fang Anshan, the son of the Eastern Capital Thorn Shi Fang Ming.

Above the high hall, the house pointed at him with a blue face and scolded angrily: "Rebel! You are so bold! You dare to do such a bastard thing in broad daylight." ”

Fang Anshan turned his head nonchalantly and said nothing, the house was furious when he saw this, "Bastard thing!"

At this time, a beautiful woman wearing a beaded hairpin outside the hall came quickly and roared at the house.

"What are you yelling about! Didn't Shan'er already know that he was wrong? Besides, it's just a cheap girl, just send some silver!"

The house was blue and white for a while, and he held back for a long time before shaking his head and pointing angrily: "The kindness of a woman!

The house said that she brushed her sleeves and left, and the beautiful woman snorted softly, turned her head and checked her baby son to see if he was injured.

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Within the eastern capital, there are ten streets in vertical and horizontal directions, which are neatly aligned. Between the streets, there are one hundred and thirteen squares and three cities.

East, west, north and south live in the land of two squares, one hundred and twenty lines in it, more than 3,000 shops, more than 400 shops on the four walls, and the goods are bribed and piled up.

On the long street on the bank of the Luoshui River, there is a blacksmith shop, which is not big, but there are many people who come and go every day.

In the shop, a shirtless man was violently pounding an iron bar. The man's face is beardless, his bronzed muscles are distinct, and every time he swings the hammer in his hand, the muscles in his body will swell, and the roots and green tendons are like dragons.

Soon a sword was formed, and the man quickly put the sword into the carbon fire, and then quickly pulled it out and put it in the ice water to cool down, and so on, and so on, a sword was formed.

The man wiped his sweat, turned his head to look outside the shop, and found that there was an ordinary-looking young man standing outside the shop, and there was also an ordinary-looking girl next to the young man, but the strange thing was that the two were holding a little girl, with red lips and white teeth, and her face was quite flattering.

At this time, it was dusk, there was no one in the shop, and the man asked with a smile, "But do you want to fight weapons?"

The young man asked rhetorically, "What kind of weapons can the store use?"

The man said: "The court has strict regulations, so I have to fight some short swords and the like!"

The young man nodded, raised his foot and stepped into the shop, "I want a knife."

The man skimmed behind the young man, and although the sword behind him was wrapped in white cloth, the details could be seen at a glance with the man's eyesight.

"Do you want a steel knife or an iron knife?"

The young man was silent for a long time, and after coming back to his senses, he stared at the man and said, "I want a formation-breaking knife, which is made of iron and blue gold." ”

As soon as the three words of the Breaking Array Sword came out, the man's momentum changed violently, and the freshly cast long sword was held in his hand, and the cold murderous aura poured out.

"Who are you!"

Zhao Wushuang reached out and pulled down the curtain of the shop, and then reached out to uncover the ice skin on his face.

"Uncle Ning, long time no see!"

Ning Zhi, the brave champion of the Nine Star Monarch's broken army, held 8,000 heavy cavalry to trap the camp that year, and broke the enemy with 8,000 merchant Friday 10,000 fine cavalry, and became famous in a battle.

After the creation of the five kingdoms, Emperor Taizu deprived Zhao Gan of his military power, the first of which was to trap the camp, and the loss of 8,000 trapping camp Zhao Gan was equivalent to losing an arm.

And Ning Zhi said angrily at the time, "Big brother, why don't you learn from the prince of the former dynasty and Shang Tuesday, and come to a Xuanwumen incident?"

Zhao Qian just shook his head, and then Ning Zhi was angry and returned to his hometown, and there was no news from him again.

Ning Zhi looked at the young man in front of him who was seven points similar to the eldest brother, he was a little stunned, thinking that the eldest brother was also so old and so suave.

For nearly twenty years, thinking of the situation of going into battle with his brothers to kill the enemy, his long-cold blood began to boil gradually.

Seeing that Ning was silent, Zhao Wushuang seemed to be recalling, and said softly: "On my birthday when I was three years old, eight uncles came, and after the birthday banquet, my father touched my head and told me that there was another uncle who didn't come, I asked my father why, and my father sighed lightly, because my father disappointed him!"

My father wanted me to find that uncle when I grew up, and I said yes, and I did.

Zhao Wushuang bent down and bowed, "Wushuang has seen Uncle Ning again!"

Ning Zhi was silent for a long time, then suddenly took a step back, and suddenly knelt down on one knee and said: "The last general bravely fell into the camp Ning Zhi, meet His Royal Highness the Prince!"

Zhao Wushuang hurriedly helped him up, "Uncle Ning, please get up!"

Ning Zhi refused to get up, his eyes were red when he was covered with meat, and he said hoarsely: "I'm guilty! I'm ashamed of my brothers, I'm ashamed of my eldest brother!"

"What is Uncle Ning's crime, my father once said that he was ashamed of Uncle Ning!" Zhao Wushuang saw that Ning couldn't stand upright, and he also knelt in front of him.

In the end, Ning Zhi still got up, and at this time, Wan'er behind him looked at the door curtain, "Someone is coming!"

Sure enough, the curtain was lifted, and a beautiful woman walked in with a little boy of seven or eight years old.

The woman looked at Zhao Wushuang and the three of them and smiled, "Hello!"

Zhao Wushuang bowed lightly and said, "Hello, auntie!"

The woman didn't expect this handsome young man to salute her, turned to Ning Zhi, and said, "Old Ning, why don't you go and prepare some food!"

Ning Zhi nodded, and when he was about to go out, Zhao Wushuang grabbed him.

"Uncle Ning, don't need it! Auntie, we still have some things, and we're leaving!"

Ning Zhi saw that Zhao Wushuang was leaving, so he asked, "Don't you have anything to tell me?"

Zhao Wushuang paused slightly as he was about to step out of the shop, and then he smiled and said, "No! I can see Uncle Ning today, Wushuang is already very satisfied!"

After Zhao Wushuang and the three of them left, the woman patted the little boy's little head, "Go and read a book, my mother will make you something to eat!"

The little boy was quite well-behaved, and turned and ran to his little room.

The woman looked around the shop and asked in a low voice, "Shizi?"

Ning Zhi nodded.

The woman sighed softly, "Poor child!" and she looked at Ning Zhi, and just kept staring at him.

Ning Zhi was a little uncomfortable by her and asked, "What are you looking at?"

The woman shook her head, "Are you leaving?"

Ning Zhi was stunned for a moment, then shook his head.

The woman smiled and went to cook happily.

On the bank of the Luoshui River, the sunset at this time has gradually set, and Luoshui is dyed red by the sunset.

The three of them strolled on the long street, and Wan'er suddenly tilted her head and asked Zhao Wushuang, "Why didn't Childe tell Uncle Ning about Mr. Shuiyue's plan!"

Zhao Wushuang was speechless, only shook his head.

Xue Jian on the side pondered for a while and said to Wan'er: "Because that uncle has a wife, a child, and a concern, the master doesn't want to hurt them because of him!"

Wan'er was stunned for a moment, and Zhao Wushuang on the side smiled dumbly, "What a snow see, no wonder Mr. always says that you have a pair of eyes that see through your heart!"

Yukimi has a little arrogance on her face.

Zhao Wushuang reached out and pinched her little face, "Who is your master?"

Yukimi snorted coldly and turned his head away.

The eastern capital under the sunset is also pleasing to the eye, and the crowd of people who have been busy for a day is returning home one after another, and the smoke curls from every house.

Zhao Wushuang silently asked, "Where is my home?"