After eating the buns, Han Xuesi took Wenren to the City Lord's Mansion with one hundred people.

The city lord's mansion of Konghou City is the same as the ordinary yamen, there are two stone lions standing on the left and right in front of the door, there is a drum behind it, and eight Tsing Yi guards stand on both sides with swords, without any expression on their faces, like wooden people.

Wen people are not afraid of the ground for a hundred days, only afraid of dogs and Han Jinyin who belong to dogs, there is no dog and no Han Jinyin in front of him, naturally there is nothing to be afraid of, swaggering inside, and was stopped by the two Tsing Yi guards in front of him, one of them said indifferently: "The government is heavy, no trespassing!"

Hearing that a hundred scoundrels came up, his hands pressed on the scabbard to make his body hang in the air, his two little legs swayed wildly, and he said: "This son wants to see the city lord and his old man, and I want to invite his old man to drink." ”

The two Tsing Yi guards with knives have stood in front of the city lord's mansion for more than 20 years, and they have never even seen the city lord's face, and the young man in front of him is at most about 20 years old, can he know the city lord and his old man? The two glanced at each other, and felt that Wen Ren's words and deeds were incomprehensible, either he was here to make trouble, or he had a problem with his brain, so he walked to the center of the long street and threw him down.

Wen Ren 100 had just stood still on the street, and was about to break inside, but was stopped by two people with knives again.

"Don't make trouble, the consequences are serious!"

Wen Ren Bai smiled and said: "Don't make trouble, this son really wants to invite the city lord and his old man to drink." ”

Han Xuesi saw that the two guards had angry faces on their faces, and felt that the joke could not be overdone, so he walked over, slapped Wen Ren on the back of the head, and then smiled and said: "I'm sorry, this brother of mine likes to joke the most, and please don't be surprised, Han Xuesi, the son-in-law of Xia Bulao Peak, has something to ask to see Mr. Lin, please pass it on." ”

Although the two Tsing Yi guards who were still holding swords had not left the City Lord's Mansion for many years, they had also heard Han Xuesi's name, knew that he was the ninth son of the Han family in Qiyun City, and also knew that he had entered the Ageless Peak of the Miao Land. ”

The courtyard where Lin Jia lives occupies a large area, Jiangnan garden style, pavilions, rockery ponds are exquisitely arranged, there are flowers, trees and bamboos, it is very magnificent, he is still wearing green clothes, and is sitting in the pavilion on the edge of the pond playing chess with himself.

The Tsing Yi guards led the two into the courtyard and retreated, Han Xuesi saw Lin Jia sitting in the pavilion from a distance, the expression on his face was extremely exciting, and he Wen Ren walked over without hurry.

Lin Jia sat on the edge of the stone table, looked down at the chessboard engraved on the stone table, there were seven black and white pieces each, he heard the movement, knew who was coming, and said with a smile: "The two sons sit casually, if you are interested, you can accompany the old man to see this game of chess." ”

Nineteen ways and horizons, Han Xuesi once had a difficult victory over a few beginners, but despite this, he still saw that Lin Jia was playing tricks, and each side lost seven sons, so he needed to refer to a hammer, so he sat down opposite him unceremoniously, and then said: "Mr. Lin knows why this son is here?"

Lin Jia naturally knew why Han Xuesi came, looked at him and smiled and said, "I know, with the relationship between the old man and the Lord of Mofeng, I should help Han Gongzi, but it's a pity that ......"

Han Xuesi didn't want to fight, so he asked directly, "What's a pity?"

Lin Jia said: "It's a pity that Master, his old man just said last night, those who can help have already helped, and whether he can return to Immortal Peak safely depends on Han Gongzi's creation." ”

Han Xuesi asked, "Did the Fifth City Lord really say it?"

Lin Jia nodded very seriously.

"Farewell. Han Xuesi stood up and walked out of the pavilion with Wen Ren Bai.

Lin Jia stood up, quickly walked around in front of the two to block the way, and said with a smile: "The two sons stay, the old man has a way, I wonder if the two sons are willing to hear it?"

Han Xuesi said calmly: "I would like to hear about it." ”

Lin Jia hesitated, wanted to speak, and stopped: "This, this......"

Wen Ren Bai stared at him and said, "Mr. Lin, do you want benefits?"

Lin Jia raised his head and said with a straight face: "Yes, what Gongzi Wen said is good, how can there be a white gang to help people? As long as Han Jiugongzi's bid is right, the old man will definitely help the two of them get out of trouble." ”

Han Xuesi was not angry, he knew that the middle-aged scholar in front of him was not a philistine, he was either joking with himself or really obsessed with what kind of object, and said with a smile: "Mr. Lin, make a price." ”

Lin Jia said: "Some people love money, some people are lustful, each has their own love, the old man only loves to collect rare books in his life, I don't know if Han Jiugongzi can give one or two copies, just make a verbal promise, the old man can trust Han Gongzi." ”

Han Xuesi didn't think much about it, he exuded his divine sense and entered Fang Tianyin, took out a set of ancient books that were many years old, handed them to Lin Jia, and said with a smile: "Mr. Lin, don't dislike it. ”

Lin Jia's eyes lit up, and after taking it, he turned a few pages, and said happily: "Jiugongzi's words are serious, the Jin version of "Talisman Chronicles" has no more than five sets in existence, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is worth a city, it is rare and tight." ”

Wen Ren Bai's face was full of disdain: "Mr. Lin has any clever plan to say, right?"

Lin Jia nodded again and again and said, "Come with me." ”

"The old man's senior brother, the one who carried a big knife on his back last night and was dressed as a farmer, is the most righteous man, and he is definitely willing to help. ”

There is a farmland in the yard of the "farmer" Xiaoluo, and a vegetable field, which is swinging a hoe to hoe the ground, listening to Lin Jia's simple words, he immediately agreed, and after seeing Lin Jia's eyebrows, he began to swallow and vomit, and Lin Jia looked like Lin Jia in the pavilion before.

Wen Ren asked a hundred people: "Could it be that Mr. Xiao also wants some benefits?"

Xiao Luo smiled: "Then what's so embarrassing? Old man, I'm a farmer, and I'm reluctant to throw away the farm tools that are handy, you see this hoe, it's been used for more than ten years if it is missing a corner, if you can have a piece of cold iron to wrap a corner, it will be good." ”

Wen Ren thought that he was reluctant to throw a hoe, obviously he wanted a piece of cold iron to refine a knife, and he had never seen a big fool use cold iron to make farm tools.

Han Xuesi said in his heart that people's hearts are not ancient, and the farmer was taken by the scholar, but he still obediently took out a large piece of cold iron, and he didn't expect them to help, and it was not bad to save an incense, anyway, it was useless for him to keep a lot of things.

Xiao Luo and Lin Jia led them to another courtyard, in the middle of the courtyard was a martial arts arena, more than a dozen disciples were practicing swords, and a middle-aged man in his early forties was sitting in a chair, watching his disciples practice swords, shaking his head while watching.

Lin Jia and Xiao Luo walked in front and led Han Xuesi and the two over, Xiao Luo was just about to introduce, the middle-aged man immediately came to his senses, stood up suddenly, waved his hand at Xiao Luo, and said with a smile: "The two senior brothers don't need to be introduced, these two must be Han Jiugongzi and Wenren Gongzi, who ranks fourth on the Star List, fortunately, in Zhou Shixin, Xiagonghou City, there is a nickname called Swordsman, people in the city generally call me the fourth master, and the two can call me Lao Zhou." I'm different from these two old things, I've always been straightforward in doing things, they must have cheated a lot of good things from Han Gongzi, and they don't do anything, and they lack morality. Lao Zhou, I am a swordsman, I dream of having a good sword, if Han Gongzi can do it, I will help Gongzi solve his urgent needs now. ”

Han Xuesi smiled without saying a word, took out a sword with a scabbard and a green hilt, held it with both hands and handed it over, and said with a smile: "The sword is given to heroes, although it is not a heaven-level divine soldier, Zhou Daxia can make do with it." ”

Zhou Shixin solemnly took the sword, drew the sword out of the sheath, the cold light was pressing, and he felt a cold air coming to his face, and said solemnly: "Could it be that this is the green willow that sealed the mountain sword furnace back then?"

"Exactly. ”

Zhou Shixin looked at Han Xuesi and said, "Han Gongzi can't go back?"

Han Xuesi said with a smile: "My son has always been the same. ”

Zhou Shixin put the green willow sword on his waist and said to the dozen or so disciples on the martial arts platform: "Don't practice, go to all parts of the city to find me all the shrunken turtles that can still breathe, and say that this hero invites them to drink a pot, who dares to blast out of Konghou City." ”

Han Xuesi said with a smile: "I knew that Zhou Daxia was so refreshing, so my son didn't need to find someone else." ”

Lin Jia said with a smile: "Han Gongzi's words are not right, as an intermediary, Senior Brother and I should take care of it." ”

Xiao Luo, who had a simple face, nodded and agreed: "That's right." ”

Wen Ren was displeased: "A group of bandits." ”

Zhou Shixin said with a smile: "Wenren Gongzi is not right, as the so-called radish and green vegetables have their own love, everyone has something to care about, presumably Wenren Gongzi also can't give up?"

Han Xuesi quipped: "He's a good dog." ”

"It's not easy to do, there are two Nanzhao short-legged bully dogs in the house, and they are the most heartfelt to protect them and give them to Wenren Gongzi. ”

Hearing that a hundred people immediately shut up obediently, looking up at the sky, as if they were about to realize a road to heaven immediately.

......

Nanzhao Linshui City is by the Moon Lake, is the largest city around the lake, the wharf can accommodate hundreds of boats, not only the most prosperous place in the east of Nanzhao, but also the base camp of the right army of the Nanzhao Water Division.

Shortly after dawn, ten Huanglong warships with huge poles on their bows left the docks of Linshui City and headed straight for the waters of Konghou City.

Each Huanglong warship can accommodate five hundred soldiers, ten warships carry five thousand sailors, and the leader is none other than Yang Xinghuan, the fourth prince of Nanzhao, who showed his face in the ring outside Konghou City.

Yang Xinghuan stood on the bow of the flagship ship in the prince's regular clothes, looking at the vast Moon Lake, and said with a sense of pride in the breeze: "How can the boat Moon Lake be done? ”

The gray-clothed old man beside him said with a smile: "The ambition of the four princes will definitely be seen by the emperor, and the subordinates don't understand why the four princes did this?

Yang Xinghuan said: "This prince is here to share his father's worries, how can he blame the old man? Regardless of whether we can help Han Jiu Gongzi and the disciples of Immortal Peak get out of trouble, as long as we go ashore, this incense will be saved." Only by befriending Miaodi can we ensure that Nanzhao is safe, if Miaodi is thrown to the Eastern Wu court, a moon lake will not be able to stop the Deshun army peak. ”

The old man nodded and said, "I see, then are we really fighting or are we pretending?"

Yang Xinghuan said with a smile: "The matter of taking chestnuts from the fire naturally depends on how big the chestnuts are, and also depends on how strong the fire is. ”

"Understood. ”

Yang Xinghuan turned his head to look at the old man and said: "It's time to change Mr. Yu's problem of not thinking about things, Qi Shangshu told me that he will recommend Mr. to serve as the city pastor of Chuxiong City next month, and Mr. should cheer up." ”

The old man surnamed Yu immediately clenched his fists and said, "The old man must live up to the trust of His Royal Highness." ”