Chapter 1: On a new mission, he chooses to step on the clouds
That morning, after fighting with Sun Dalei, Wu Shuang returned to the manor and immediately assigned a very urgent matter to the three chief managers - quickly summoned all the directors who were responsible for taking care of the business in the vicinity of Luoyan City and could rush to Songshan Manor within a day, and asked them to wait in the living room of Songshan Manor early tomorrow morning, and the owner of the village had important things to arrange.
Of course, the three chief managers did not know what the purpose of the new owner of the village was to gather so many stewards; in the past, when Wang Million was here, whenever the owner of the village had new decisions and important matters to convey to the stewards of various places, he would discuss them with the three chief stewards in advance; after the decision was decided, the three chief stewards would arrange for a special messenger in the village to convey the latest intentions of the village owners to various places in written form.
However, when the new owner arrived, his approach was somewhat surprising, and the three chief stewards could not ask more questions, for they were not yet familiar with each other, so they had no choice but to comply.
At the same time, the people on the village also noticed that the new owner was quietly launching a series of actions. First of all, it was discovered that the new owner had gone to the stable, found the old man who was in charge of raising horses, Uncle Yao, and had a few words with him.
When Uncle Yao saw that the new owner took the initiative to come to his dirty horse farm, he felt incredible and excited at the same time, because Wang Million had never been to this place before, and even if he wanted to use a horse, it was something that the chief manager arranged for a subordinate to prepare in advance.
Seeing the new owner walk into the horse farm, Yao Bo was overjoyed and ran out of the door to greet him.
"Uncle Yao heard that you have been in charge of raising horses for many years?" said Wu Shuang in a very respectful tone.
"Yes, owner!" said Yao Bo, "I started herding horses when I was seven years old, and now I am in my sixties, and I know horses as well as a bodhisattva knows about people." ”
"Can you help me pick a good horse with the strongest feet?"
"Absolutely. Uncle Yao said excitedly, "When you came to the manor, the first thing you did was to come to the stable to see me, which made me have a lot of face in the manor, and in order to thank you for your care, of course I have to choose a horse with the strongest feet for you." ”
So, he led Wu Shuang along the gravel road with horse pens on both sides, watching as he walked. Yao Bo is really an expert who understands horses, he walked all the way, all the way to introduce; for a while, he pointed to a red horse in the right stall and said: "This red horse is a Shandong Dawan horse, it is fat and strong, explosive, but not patient enough"; after a while, he pointed to a restless horse in the left stall and said: "This black and white flower horse is the 'snow flying' of Liaodong, and it is particularly patient in cold places, but when it comes to us, late autumn does not reduce the residual heat of midsummer, and this kind of horse is panting when standing, let alone making a long-distance run"; As he walked, he suddenly pointed to a long-haired mare in the left column and said: "Don't look at this horse looks like a lion, it really has the courage of a lion, but she can't bear the weight now, you also see that she is holding a big belly, and in another month she will give birth to a lovely lion foal for our Songshan Manor." ”
They probably walked through twenty or thirty stables, and finally he led Wu Shuang to a particularly empty and spacious stable, he pointed to a purebred horse inside and said excitedly: "This horse is called 'Treading Cloud Wuqi' is a purebred horse of Khitan, you see its fat and strong body, but the foot pole is thin like a pole bamboo, the hoof plate is also small and exquisite, it is a master of running, not to mention eight hundred miles a day and eight hundred nights, which are all legendary horses, on the condition that our horse guarantees three meals a day, it is still easy to run five or six hundred miles." Speaking of this, the old man suddenly remembered that he should stand in the perspective of concern and greet the master what he wanted the horse to do.
So he asked: "Zhuang wants to make a long trip with such strong feet?"
"Yes, I'm going on a long trip. Wushuang said, "Okay, that's it." I'd like to leave tomorrow after dinner, okay?"
"Of course, owner. Yao Bo said confidently, "This horse is a soldier in a state of battle, just waiting for the general's order to go to the battlefield at any time, and ensure that the combat mission is completed excellently." ”
Wu Shuang nodded and said, "Very good, then I'll rest assured." ”
In addition, he instructed Zhang Wei to open a full five hundred taels of silver from the treasury, and to divide them into one hundred and one taels, two for fifty taels, and ten taels for the rest.
At the same time, he also explained to his maid of life, prepared two or three sets of clothes and shoes and socks to be changed, and specially specified that he must bring the white robe. Because, that's his favorite robe.
Everything was assigned, and Wu Shuang came to his bedroom, where he sat down quietly on a chair facing the window pavilion. His mind was very concentrated, as if he was thinking about many things, and at this moment, even his always gentle and smiling face became so cold, so solemn. In his resolute gaze, there seemed to be a myriad of languages in close communication with the distant world, and his piercing eyes were like two dazzling stars in the dark sky, looking into the distance through the panes.
At this moment, he was so quiet, like a relief standing in front of the window, but when he moved, he was so sharp and invincible. Therefore, the tranquility of his moment may be seen as a leopard's nap - he is resting for a while.
From his historical footprints of fighting for so many years, and marching all the way, and invincible all the way, people can imagine his hard work and exhaustion; Especially these days, he is like a tireless robot, making his own plans and then moving resolutely along with them. He is not afraid of hardship, he is not afraid of danger, he tramples any fear and oppression under his feet, he only uses an ordinary black sheath long sword, he defeats one sensational enemy after another, and he continues to write a new chapter of gripping swordsmanship.
Now, he is a feared swordsman, but he is not complacent about it, on the contrary, his steps to conquer the martial arts powerhouses are even more sonorous and heroic.
And, not only that, but the formidable enemies and difficulties he now challenged were more formidable and dangerous than before, and the danger seemed to be defeated at the slightest negligence.
Just like with the six knives last night, either you die or I die, and he was almost torn into six pieces by these six men who were as fast as knives and as fast as lightning.
At that time, as soon as his front foot stepped into the gate of Songshan Manor, he already felt a fierce murderous aura coming from behind him, but when he turned back, the same fierce and powerful murderous aura came from all directions. At this time, his first judgment was: these murderous auras coming from every direction were extremely sharp steel knives.
Therefore, he could only use the most reckless style of play in his life, regardless of himself, and move forward bravely, and if there was danger, he would advance in that direction. At the same time, the long sword in his hand also showed unprecedented fierceness, almost to the point where people blocked and killed Buddhas.
Looking back now, he still thinks that last night's fight was terrible, and perhaps, the bloody wind does not seem to be enough to accurately describe the grim appearance of the time.
Although only six people were dealt with, this sentence can be used to describe the tragedy of the scene at that time:
-- Bloodshed.