Chapter 138: The Sword-bearer in the City

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Jianghu is a place that people who are deeply involved in it love and hate, even Jiang Yangsheng, who has been struggling in it for two years, also fell in love with this place when he was in it. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

Maybe this is not a life like licking blood on the knife every day as rumored, nor is it a carefree day as people imagine, not even a fresh clothes and angry horses, not even a sword world.

On the contrary, this is a very realistic Jianghu, so realistic that even if you have money and power, you can command the world, realistic to the fact that as long as you can get enough money, you can make a master of the rivers and lakes in front of you to be subservient and obedient, the reality is that the little people are not all upright, and more peddlers and pawns will choose to live a grass-like life.

Jiang Yangsheng has walked through, understood, and even done it.

Three years has made him understand a lot, at least he is no longer the second son who is useless, and he has changed from an ignorant to ignorant second son to a little beggar with a smooth tone, he has to thank this Jianghu, thank those who are different from the outside, thank those who confuse black and white, thank those who are cunning and have bad intentions, thank those who are open and secret, compared to those who have no city government and only know how to make money, Jiang Yangsheng feels that those thieves are not so hateful.

So he is very clear about the rules of the so-called rivers and lakes, and he deeply understands that there are no big traitors and evil people in this rivers and lakes, and the so-called traitors in people's eyes are just caused by conflicts of interest, just like what the Confucian sages said, 'the original nature of human beings is good', so Jiang Yangsheng's heart at this time is extremely peaceful, even if these people do too much, it is just a matter of blame.

"It's okay to have three people, at least you don't have to watch out for others all day. ”

Zhang Daoyan, who had been sulking, said at this time.

"yes. ”

Qin Xiangjun nodded, although she knew earlier that this trip would not be as smooth as she imagined, but before she left the sect, she had already parted ways, and I have to say that the same door in the Heavenly Prison Gate was very serious.

The three of them then walked out of the Heavenly Prison Gate and went north along the Qinhuai River.

Qincheng is the most famous city on the banks of the Qinhuai River, compared to the rich and rich Qinhuai River, Qincheng is far from being so luxurious and romantic, at least in the eyes of Jiangnan people, Qincheng is the darkest and bloodiest place on the entire Qinhuai River.

According to legend, Qincheng two hundred years ago, it was just a small village with abnormal poverty, of course, in the Great Zhou Dynasty, it was not strange that there were hundreds of villages like this, poverty seems to be only synonymous with peasants in this dynasty where the gap between the rich and the poor is extremely serious, and two hundred years ago, Qincheng came out of the first 'poor and think of change', the first famous Dakou of the Qinhuai River, and he is also the only one in the entire history of robbing and killing officials and rich businessmen, and has never exploited the poor.

In the next two hundred years, this once called a poor village has appeared every thirty or fifty years a famous Jianghu Dakou, the first to occupy the mountain as the king of the Dakou is to use the money to build Qincheng, and then several Dakou continue to repair, so that Qincheng seems to have become an iron-like existence, so it has become a nest of bandits in the rivers and lakes for a long time, most of the people who stay in Qincheng for a long time are some bandits, and the people around them talk about the color change, living in the Qincheng where the fortifications are no less than the checkpoints outside the fortress, so that these bandits who are worried all day long have eaten a reassurance, and they are becoming more and more unscrupulous in doing things, and the original intention of these bandits to rob the rich began to slowly change, and gradually began to poison the people.

In Beilai, there is also such a city that accepts people from the rivers and lakes - Red Emperor City, but the Red Emperor City has always been to accept those chivalrous people who are brave but brave the world to do things, and these shameless rivers and lakes are disdainful of the Red Emperor City.

Therefore, the saying of 'Qincheng in the south, the Red Emperor in the north' has been widely spread, and this acquiescence of most people has also made Qincheng famous in the rivers and lakes. 'The land of projectiles' is just such a projectile land, but there are thousands of bandits who ride horses and light horses, and those who dismount are foot soldiers, although Qincheng is called a tumor in the eyes of many people, and even in many people in the rivers and lakes, it is also a bloody and vicious place, but in the eyes of some court officials, Qincheng is a fat and attractive fat, and it is a fertile land, because there are thousands of bandits here.

The court's recruitment of Qincheng never seemed to have stopped before the first emperor, but unfortunately it never had any substantive effect, even if there were occasional bandits who accepted Zhao'an, they were only a small group of bandits, and it was just a drop in the bucket for the entire Qincheng.

This situation lasted until the year when the first emperor ascended the throne, and the Qincheng Dakou, who still habitually refused to recruit the documents, killed the ermine eunuch who came to read the holy decree, and put the holy decree of the first emperor into a torch, this situation did not know how many times it happened in the two hundred years after the founding of Qincheng, and it was the first emperor who had only ascended the throne at that time, that is, Jiang Yangsheng's grandfather, who urgently needed a battle to consolidate his position above the court, and what Qin Cheng did was undoubtedly out of place, so Qincheng became the chicken in the chicken and monkey.

Five thousand Zhou light cavalry soldiers along the Qinhuai River came to the city, five thousand on the previous city, blood sprinkled all over the Qinhuai River, dyed red blood, but the final result was five thousand foot soldiers and Qincheng bandits equally, after this war, the court had to pay more attention to Qincheng, although Qincheng was injured after the war, but after all, it did not hurt the muscles and bones, still guarding the city, and the bandits inside lived a free life.

This situation continued until the Spring and Autumn Injustice War that followed immediately after the death of the first emperor, the war not only burned on the battlefield, but also burned to the rivers and lakes, as a large sect that occupied the city in the rivers and lakes, Qincheng naturally could not be left alone, when 10,000 sailors went south along the Qinhuai River, they effortlessly broke open the gate of Qincheng, and ended Qincheng's hundreds of years of poisoning around.

But what I didn't expect was that after the end of the Spring and Autumn Injustice War, this Qincheng Dakou, who was originally thought to be written in history, revived, making Qincheng fall into a very gloomy rule again.

On this day, a young man carrying a long scimitar appeared on the street of Qincheng, the scimitar behind the young man was very eye-catching, because it was long enough, the handle of the long knife was higher than the young man's bun, and the sword appeared below his knees, this long knife was very thin, like a willow leaf, the man himself looked very elegant, and he was indescribably weak, but because of the forward movement of the knife, it did not seem so weak.

The young man stood in the sunset outside the wall of Qincheng that had not been repaired all the year round and was about to collapse and stared for a long time, since the Spring and Autumn War twenty years ago, after the unjust war, Qincheng, which had almost become a ruin, was greatly injured, and was almost slaughtered by the slow gate, and even had no ability to repair the city wall. Qin Cheng's two words but limited pen power of the plaque, it is rumored that the person with the plaque was snatched from ten miles away by bandits in the city, he was expressionless, and walked straight into the city.

The young man walked on the streets of Qincheng, and on this street full of dirt and blood, he looked out of place with the five big and three thick-looking bandits around him.

"Stop, boy!"

A hideous man who was standing on the corner of the street and hadn't lifted his pants after peeing suddenly looked back, and saw this young man with a knife who looked as weak and pale as a girl, and stopped him at the moment.

The young man stopped and never looked back.

"Hey, boy, you've got a temper. ”

The big man lifted the crotch of his trousers, strode towards the young man, and said with a hideous smile: "I haven't tasted the taste of a girl for a long time, I think you should have a taste similar to a girl with a white skin, let the uncle have fun today, otherwise you will have to suffer." ”

The big man, as if impatient, walked behind the young man with the knife in three steps and two steps, trying to reach out and grab his shoulder.

"Look for death!"

The young man still didn't look back, but said in a very low tone, 'Looking for death'.

Then the long knife behind him didn't know when it came out of the sheath, and the slender blade like a willow leaf slid down lightly, and then the big man had a living face, and the panic in his eyes could not be concealed.

The long knife with an extremely exaggerated shape fell without stopping, and the young man holding the knife did not seem to have used any strength, and the long knife with the handle was like cutting tofu, and then blood suddenly gushed out, like a blood-colored peony that suddenly bloomed, and a layer of blood mist and fishy smell instantly surged on the dirty street, which made people sick.

The big man was split in half by the force, and the incision was very smooth, and even the bone stubble was as smooth as a mirror, which showed the sharpness of the strange long knife in the young man's hand.

He shook the momentum, beads of blood splattered from the knife, and the long knife plunged into its scabbard in a strange posture, and then continued down the street without looking back.

Qincheng is a place where people eat people, and all kinds of strange things happen here all the time, but no one has ever wanted to seek it.

When the young man with the knife slashed the big man, the people around the street didn't look at it from beginning to end, at best, they were curious about the long knife behind the young man's back and took a few more looks, but they didn't care about the big man who died tragically on the street.

When the young man disappeared, several old dogs with shiny hair came out of the corner of the street and ate the fat, filthy corpses.

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