On the twenty-first day of the first month, it was cold and freezing in Xinyang City, and there were few people. Pen fun pavilion www.biquge.info but in the city's largest restaurant, Dexin Building, it is warm like spring, and the hall is full.

It is as warm as spring, not only because there are four large charcoal braziers in the four corners of the hall, but also because the hall is full of dozens of tables of diners, these two hundred guests can not only bring hot business to the hall of this restaurant, they can also add a warm atmosphere here.

Unlike all the other dining tables, in the center of the hall, there was no wine or food on one table, only a cup of tea and a wooden plate, in which were scattered some copper coins. Standing at the table stood an old man in his fifties, dressed in a green cloth robe that had been washed white, and was speaking to a room full of diners ("speaking" here is a form of folk music in the Song Dynasty, which can be understood as storytelling).

I saw that he raised two pear blossom planks in his right hand and touched each other from time to time, and the bamboo stick in his left hand struck a small drum with a "bang" sound. Zheng said: "The marshal of the Jin Kingdom made peace with him, commanded 5,000 soldiers and horses in Nanyang City, chased after him overwhelmingly, blocked the streets and alleys, and Qian Qingjian was trapped on the roofs of a row of shops along the street. ”

The diners in the hall were listening attentively, and when they saw the old man holding a cup and drinking tea, they asked one after another:

"Don't stop, hurry up and talk ......"

"Did Qian Daxia run away later?"

"How did Qian Daxia run?"

"It's bad! Qian Daxia, didn't he lose his life in Nanyang City?"

"Nonsense, if you can't run, how will Qian Daxia kill the four Mongolian heroes later?"

"Yes, yes, that's the reason! Xiao Er, sift two more bowls of wine for me!"

"Okay!"

"Xiao Er, bring me another plate of Dongpo tofu!"

"Okay!"

The old man put down the teacup, picked up the wooden plate on the table and said: "Rank the officials, there are a few tables of guests who have just come to the restaurant, please let the villain re-introduce, the villain Zhang Hate North, the family has a living of this talk, serve the officials today, this paragraph is called "Qian Daxia Nanyang Kills the Golden Dog", if a few newcomers are objectively comfortable to listen to, please also reward a small cup of tea......

With that, he walked around the hall with a wooden plate and asked for a reward from the new guests. This old man has a lot of skills, although he has been telling stories to everyone, the new guests have fallen into his eyes one by one, and he will never hand over the plate again to the customers who have been rewarded before. Of course, there are also guests who have rewarded before who still want to be rewarded, so Zhang Hatbei hurriedly saluted and thanked him.

A few new guests at the table gave a little copper coins more or less, and they all urged: "Hurry up and talk about what is going on, don't make us anxious." ”

Zhang Hatbei said with a smile: "Let's go, let's go, just wait for these three officials to reward one or two, and the villain will go back to talk." ”

Everyone followed the sound and looked, only to see Zhang Hatbei stretched the wooden plate to a green-robed guest at the window facing the street, because the guests were listening attentively to the story before, so no one noticed when the guest arrived, at this time I saw that the guest's face was like wood and stone, indescribably terrible, Zhang Hatbei's wooden plate was placed in front of him, but he turned a blind eye, just eating a plate of small dishes in front of him, drinking a bowl of wine.

Perhaps because this table was close to the window, and the window was half open for ventilation, this was the coldest part of the hall, so this table that could have sat six people only sat three guests, and the man in the green robe was one of them, and he was sitting next to the window.

Zhang Qibei saw that this person was strange, and he seemed to be not afraid of the cold in a thin green robe, and guessed that he was most likely a martial artist, perhaps even a master, so he didn't dare to provoke more. Since he didn't give the reward, he didn't dare to force it, and stretched out the wooden plate to the two guests at the same table as the green-robed man, who arrived later than the green-robed man, and were obviously not in a group.

"Go, go, Lao Tzu didn't bring any money!" These two people were both sideways faces, but they didn't look poor in their clothes, and one of them directly pushed Zhang Hatbei's wooden plate away roughly, and his tone was also very arrogant.

"Hmph!" "Hmph!", two cold snorts sounded in the hall almost at the same time, one of which was the green-robed man by the window. The other sound came from the nose of the shopkeeper, which roughly meant, "What kind of meal do you not bring money to eat?"

The cold snort of the shopkeeper is easy to understand, but the cold snort of the green-robed man is obviously that Zhang Hatbei is in the way here, at least, the other guests and Zhang Hatbei think so, even the two guests with a meaty face at the same table of the green-robed man also understand this.

Zhang Hatbei didn't dare to say much, and immediately returned to the table in the center. He has been speaking here since the sixteenth day of the first lunar month, and it has been nearly six days, and in these six days he has earned a lot of income, which has brought hot business to Dexin Restaurant, and the owner of the restaurant has specially left him with the best table, and the customers agree with the boss's move, because only by placing him in the center of the hall can he ensure that all corners of the hall can be heard clearly.

The behavior of the green robe man and the two people with a meaty face has already made the diners present very dissatisfied, but perhaps because of the terrible appearance of the green robe people, no one has come forward to accuse these three people who have listened to the "talk" and do not give rewards.

The man in the green robe was Qian Qingjian, who wore a human skin mask.

He came out of the ancient tomb on the sixteenth day of the first month, first went to Nanyang Funiu Mountain to worship Li Xinghua's tomb, and then came to Xinyang.

On the way, he couldn't see the Mongol army attacking Xiangyang, and he was very strange, because according to his memory, at this time, Guo Jing should have taken Huang Rong to defend Xiangyang, and then received the news that Genghis Khan was critically ill at the same time as Torrey in front of the two armies.

If a Mongolian army attacks Xiangyang, Nanyang is where grain and grass are hoarded, how can they not see Mongolian soldiers? (Note: According to the new revised version of the original book of "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", Guo Jing and Huang Rong went to Qingzhou, Shandong Province to defend the city, and of course there were no Mongolian soldiers here in Xiangyang. For details, please refer to Chapter 316 of this book, "Postscript to the Condor Shooting")

Qian Qingjian could only suppress the strangeness in his heart and go to Jiaxing along the route he had traveled with Li Mochou.

Whether or not the Mongols attacked Xiangyang had little to do with his purpose. The main purpose of his coming out this time was to find Li Mochou and Mu Nianci, the former was the deathbed entrustment of Master Li Mochou, and the latter was the kneeling request of his brother Yang Kang, and he had agreed to them. The things he promised always have to be done, and sometimes he thinks: Maybe good people have good rewards, and it is also possible to find out about the "Yijin Jing" or Jiuli while looking for these two beauties.

When passing by Xinyang, he planned to visit his old friend Zhao Xiwen Zhao Jue, and before visiting Zhao Xiwen, he first came to this Dexin Restaurant. It was in this Dexin restaurant that he met Zhao Xiwen. It is also the table he is sitting at now that is where he and Li Mochou eat together. These are bittersweet memories that are worth remembering and recalling.

Everything is as clear as yesterday, Li Mochou has learned here to "ask what the world is like, and teach life and death to make promises." When Zhang Gebei handed over the plate, Qian Qingjian's mind was still echoing with Li Mochou's moving singing.

He was embarrassed to reward Zhang Hebei, because the story Zhang Hebei told was his story, and it sounded very exaggerated. As a top master, Qian Qingjian is really embarrassed to reward his "glorious deeds", and he has no copper plate on him, and gold ingots are the least valuable currency on his body. What's the matter? Is it because they sang a hymn to you? Qian Qingjian felt that this behavior was somewhat cheap.

But these two guys with a full face don't give money, Qian Qingjian is a little unhappy, what are you two things?

If you don't give money, it's just that, why do you want to push people Zhang Hatbei, what's the matter?

The guy who pushed the person happened to be sitting in Li Mochou's position, Qian Qingjian had been dissatisfied with him for a long time, he really wanted to drive this person away, is this the place where you can sit? It's just because his martial arts are high, he feels that it is a shame to kill some weak people again, so he resisted the urge to drive or do it, but this guy actually dared to bully Zhang Haobei, Qian Qingjian's anger had already risen, and then he let out that cold snort.

Although the spectators were not angry with the people at this table, everyone was looking forward to Zhang Hatbei's next words after all, and in the midst of urging, Zhang Hatbei picked up the pear plank and said: "Ladies and gentlemen, I told you before, that Qian Qingjian is holding a giant axe, what is a giant axe? Let's put it this way, everyone has seen the wheels of the carriage, right? Qian Qingjian's axe is two times larger than the wheels of the carriage......

"Oh my God! How big an axe does that have to be, can you pick up such a heavy axe?" one listener skeptical.

"Don't interrupt! If you can't even wield a giant axe, how can people be called heroes? How can you kill the Marshal of the Jin Kingdom?" and another audience retorted.

"What are you talking about? If you have the ability, you can speak for Zhang Hatbei!"

Zhang Hatbei hit the pear plank again, and said: "The rank of the official and let the villain go on, just say that the giant axe weighs 300 catties, and it is said that it is mixed with Western pure gold and Far Northern dark iron......

Qian Qingjian didn't listen to Zhang Hatbei bragging for him, but he also endured the anger in his heart, and secretly told himself: "Spare them, these two people's martial arts are at most the level of Peng Lianhu and Lingzhi, and it is really not worth doing." Suppressing this fire, he continued to recall the scene of sitting at this table with Li Mochou, but he couldn't help but sigh, this situation can be recalled, but it was already clear at the time.

After saying it for a while, he finally said the climax: "...... I saw Qian Qingjian jump off the roof, and with a sweep of the giant axe, hundreds of golden soldiers fell, and in the blink of an eye, they rushed to the front of Wan Yan and Yanhe...... One punch shattered Wan Yanhe's head! Since then, he has made a good name for the hero Qian Qingjian! ”

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