Pride is the power of the spirit, and it is the mainstream among swordsmen to temper the body with the power of the spirit and make the body stronger. After walking in the water, Chen Guhong studied during the day and practiced at night.

It's just that Chen Guhong is very worried about being thousands of miles away and dueling with people in the water, and he is in a bad mood.

Ten days later.

On this day, the sky was clear and cloudless. The blue sky seems to be connected to the earth, and the sky and the earth form a whole.

"Huh~!"

Occasionally, the sound of an eagle sounded, and when I looked up, I could see an eagle in the air, and a hare still stumbling on its talons.

Overall, it was another comfortable day.

In the evening, the sun sets. The sun stained the sky red, redder than blood.

The royal house, in the front yard.

A straw mat was laid on the ground, and on the straw mat were placed desks and futons. Chen Guhong knelt on the futon and read a book, looking up at the sunset, he felt inexplicably uneasy in his heart.

"Knock knock!"

At this time, a dull knock sounded on the door, perhaps because of the psychological effect, Chen Guhong felt that this charm was very sad.

"Little brother, open the door. In the kitchen, my sister's voice sounded.

"Hmm. Chen Guhong hid his uneasiness, put down his book and went to open the door. After hesitating in front of the door, he opened the door. Outside the gate, Zhu Fei was dressed in white, and behind him was a carriage with a coffin in it.

Zhu Fei's expression was very desolate and sad.

Chen Guhong's heart was shocked, and he said in a trembling voice: "Zhu Lao ????!"

"Zhong Pinggong went. This is his Kunwu sword, and he said that you are a peerless swordsman, but lack actual combat. With this sword, you can avoid breaking your wings prematurely, and when you feel that you can dominate the world without this sword, send it back to Jiang Zuoshui's family and give it to his daughter. ”

Zhu Lao lowered the Kunwu sword from his waist and handed it to Chen Guhongdao.

"How could it be, how could it be??? Brother Shui, he is obviously a peerless swordsman of the Heavenly Fortune Country!!" Chen Guhong didn't take the Kunwu sword, but just looked stunned and muttered.

"There is a mountain high beyond the mountain, and peerless swordsmen will also meet even more peerless swordsmen. This is where he belongs. Zhu Fei shook his head and sighed sadly.

Then Zhu Fei reached out and moved Chen Guhong's hand away and gave Chen Guhong the Kunwu sword.

Bamboo flying is cold, colder than a sword. Chen Guhong was holding the Kunwu sword, and his heart was also cold. After a moment of silence, Chen Guhong asked, "Who is that person?"

"Zhong Pinggong said, Gu Hong, you have the ability to kill for him, but don't kill because of him. Because he's going to duel, not vendetta. He died without regrets. ”

Zhu Fei shook his head and said.

"Duel is the romance of a swordsman, and I won't go to that man for revenge. Just wondering, what is that man's name. Chen Guhong replied.

"Bai Zheng!"

Zhu Fei was silent for a moment, looked at Chen Guhong's sad but hateful eyes, and slowly spit out two words. Immediately, Zhufei left.

"I have the Kunwu sword, and I want to go to the master's court. When the white rainbow cuts the jade, the purple gas dries the star at night. ”

"The hibiscus on the hoe moves, and the frost and snow in the box are bright. Relying on the sky to serve the country, painting the land to take the male name. ”

Driving the carriage, Zhu Fei sang the song of Shui Zhongping, but the song was no longer heroic, but extremely poignant. Swords and names mean nothing to the dead.

Chen Guhong clenched the Kunwu sword in his hand, his eyes were slightly red, and he was extremely sad.

"The peerless swordsman is my friend, and my friend is going to the duel. See each other again, cold, sad, sad. Chen Guhong sang sadly and burst into tears.

The voice of friends is vivid.

Although they meet in Pingshui, they are also close friends.

Now it's a cold corpse, how it doesn't hurt! How it doesn't hurt!

..................

"Childe, drink porridge. ”

"Childe, is Yuanyuan going to dance for you? I learned it from Miss, and it is very beautiful. ”

"Childe, or I'll stroke the piano for you??? Yuanyuan is very stupid, and he can't do anything, but he has studied it seriously. ”

"Childe. ”

For three days, Chen Guhong locked himself in the room, the rice grains did not enter, and his expression was desolate. was in a hurry Chen Xiuxiu, Wang Zhengzheng, Yuanyuan, Yuanyuan changed his way to make Chen Guhong happy, but it didn't work.

Until this day, Yuanyuan sat outside Chen Guhong's room with a small stool, supporting his small chin in a daze.

There was a "squeak" and the door opened.

"Childe. Yuan Yuan jumped up in surprise and looked at Chen Guhong. I saw Chen Guhong dressed neatly, his shirt was snow-white, and his scarf hung down his waist.

"It's okay. Chen Guhong smiled and touched his round little head. In the past three days, he has seen what Yuan Yuan has done in his eyes, and his heart is warm.

"Is it really okay?" grabbed Chen Guhong's sleeve roundly, uncertainly.

"It's all right. The deceased is gone, what is the use of grief. Let's look ahead. Chen Guhong smiled, although there was still some sadness, but he returned to his usual free and easy.

"Giggle!" Yuan Yuan looked at it carefully, and believed it, laughing happily.

In the next few days, Chen Guhong continued to practice swordsmanship and temper his body with pride. The swordsmanship is flat in the water, the Kunwu sword is flat in the water, and the pride is taught in the water.

Chen Guhong is no longer sad, but his gratitude is even stronger.

"Duels are the romance of swordsmen, and I won't kill for you. But allow me to do something for you. Brother Shui, you also want to become an immortal, I will definitely become an immortal, fulfill your wish, and go to see what kind of world this immortal world is for you. ”

With deep gratitude, Chen Guhong became more and more determined in his ambition.

In this way, a few more days passed, and on this day, Chen Guhong was studying at home and practicing swords. And a government official came to the door, saying that he was looking for the county commander. Chen Guhong tidied up his clothes a little, followed the official to the county office, and entered the back office.

In the back office, Chen Yuan stood tall, wearing civilian clothes, and his temperament was already graceful. But there was more joy between the eyebrows, and the face was full of red.

Chen Yuan didn't see Mrs. Teng beside him.

"Is the teacher happy?" Chen Guhong's heart moved, and he asked with a smile.

"Ascension. Chen Yuanxi said, and then laughed: "As a teacher, I was promoted to the prefect of Guangyang by the imperial court." ”

It is naturally gratifying to be promoted to become rich, as for Guangyang. Chen Guhong heard that it seemed to be a very wealthy house, and his own teacher often lamented that the political future was not great, and now he encountered this matter. Chen Guhong was also happy and said deeply: "Congratulations to the teacher." ”

"Hahaha!"

Chen Yuan laughed, then looked at Chen Guhong seriously and said, "I have been promoted as a teacher, and the next thing is up to you." The county exam is approaching, and you will also be admitted to the show early, and then you will be promoted to become a jinshi, and you are expected to be a minister in the same hall as a teacher. ”

"Yes. Chen Guhong respectfully agreed.

At this time, Mrs. Teng walked out, graceful and graceful. She first saluted Chen Guhong, and then said to Chen Yuan: "The master is ready." ”

Chen Guhong returned the salute and said in surprise: "Teacher, you will leave today?"

"The court is in a hurry, so I'll leave today. Chen Yuan nodded, then looked at Chen Guhong with emotion and said, "It's a pity that I can't preside over the county exam and become your official teacher Guhong." ”

"In Gu Hong's heart, the teacher is always the teacher. Chen Guhong hurriedly said.

"Huh. Chen Yuan was very pleased.

Because of the urgency of the imperial court, Chen Yuan left soon after. Chen Guhong got up to see him off, and it was the send-off kiosk in the north of the city. Chen Guhong and Chen Yuan drank a pot, each said something precious, and then said goodbye

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