Mr. Liu Chengmin is erudite, knows the past and the present, is righteous and fair, cares for the common people in the world, regards money as dust, and is often too lazy to take care of the way of making money, and is dedicated to the right and wrong of the rivers and lakes, so everyone on the rivers and lakes respects and is proud to get to know him; However, Mr. Big's martial arts are mediocre, but the people of the world never care about it, and they have never talked about it.

Ren Tianqi has not been in Jiangnan for a long time, he has never heard of or been interested in these ranking scores, and he is just weighing the matter of the Ten Palaces Yama and the Jade-faced Yama as twin brothers, so who will be the one who saves his life, passes on his martial arts, and gives him a mask? Maybe the two are the same person. Ren Tianqi sighed very much about what he did in the northern country and spread all over the world's martial arts, if he really wanted to live a dull life in the future, he really had to hide it and live in the deep mountains and forests.

Ren Tianqi looked up at Mr. Big, and admired in his heart, this person knows a lot, and he is so famous.

Liu Chengmin saw that everyone was silent, and the scene was a little calm, so he smiled at Ying Guiquan, and the owner of the old village said: "I didn't expect that Lord Ying would be a frequent visitor to your village, can you come and listen, the old man is old, but he is very curious about inquiring." ”

The old village owner replied: "That's not that Lord Ying loves the village and sympathizes with the people of Li. Lord Ying is a wise official, and it is really the luck of our people. ”

Yinggui Quan arched his hand to the old village owner and said with a smile: "Renyi Weng is polite, and he has raised his own official." But this matter is a long story, and it has to start with the Taoist contest twenty years ago. Although this official did not directly fight with Song Yigong, he also watched from the sidelines, and the essence of Song Yigong's swordsmanship and the depth of his internal strength, I sighed to myself. Since then, the official has admired the Ren family's swordsmanship, and has always dreamed of getting acquainted with Song Yigong one day, but he has never had a chance. Five years ago, I came here to take office, and I met Brother Tianhui by chance, and learned that Brother Tianhui was the nephew of Song Yigong, and the two of us had the same surname, so we had a deep relationship. How can Brother Tianhui do his duty after taking office, and it is rare to come back. Four years ago, I learned that Brother Tianhui was loyal and filial, and every year at this time, the old lady would take leave to go back to the village to live for a few days, and I couldn't ask for it, so at this time of the year, I would come here to disturb each other for a few days, chat, and compare. ”

"Compare to one, compare what?" Liu Chengmin just took a cup and wanted to drink, and asked in confusion or knowingly.

Yingguiquan smiled faintly, shook his hand and said, "It's not worth talking about, it's not worth talking about, I'm afraid it will make Mr. Big laugh." ”

The old village owner waved his hand and said with a smile: "Lord Ying is modest. Lord Ying is a love of the house and Wu, very cherish the talent of the dog Tianhui, there is a lot of meaning to teach each other, the British Lord will come every year to test the amount of wine with Tianhui, internal strength, swordsmanship, every year will talk with Tianhui about the world's major events, for the way of the minister. It's just that you're two days late this year. ”

Liu Chengmin put down the teacup, got up and bowed to Yingguiquan and the old village owner, and said with a smile: "Ah, I said that the two of you don't want to go around in circles, let's talk about how to compare?"

Yinggui smiled and said nothing.

The old village owner stroked his beard, glanced at Yingguiquan, and said: "The old man is nearly sixty years old, and it is the first time I have seen such a comparison: drinking, painting, and trying the sword with bare hands. ”

Liu Chengmin looked confused, and said: "Drink, drink, paint, and try the sword with your bare hands?"

Yingguiquan smiled and said, "I said Mr. Big, you don't have to be too anxious, don't you see how to compare the law today." But the old man just said that I came here late this year, and there is really a reason, and the official still feels that there is something he wants everyone to say, I wonder if Mr. Big can think of what the official wants to say? . ”

Everyone was stunned when they heard this, and they all looked at Yingguiquan.

Mr. Big shook his head.

Yingguiquan took a sip of tea, got up and said: "Three days ago, a big tragedy occurred in Longgou in Gaoyou, and the owner of Chengxing Villa, Qiu Baishi, Qiu Zhuang's family, and more than 20 people were killed overnight. This Qiu Zhuang owner is my old friend for more than ten years, I rushed to the night after receiving the report, and found nothing in the past three days, except for two identity cards found in the Qiu Zhuang owner's study, but I couldn't figure it out. ”

Liu Chengmin was shocked and rushed to say: "You are saying that Qiu Baishi, the iron palm of the iron brand, killed someone?"

"Two identity cards?" Ren Tianqi said in surprise.

Yingguiquan nodded, turned around and stretched out his hand, and the red-clothed waiter behind him reached out and took out something from his arms and handed it over.

Yinggui pinched a card in each hand, his face was expressionless, and he said slowly: "It's these two cards, you might as well take a look." ”

Liu Chengmin got up and took one of them, looked at it carefully, and handed it to Ren Tianhui.

Everyone looked at it one by one and didn't know what it meant.

Yingguiquan got up and put his hands behind his back, stood in front of the window, and sighed: "Qiu Zhuang has been famous in the rivers and lakes for more than 30 years, a pair of shields, a pair of iron palms, powerful fists, and no one can beat him; But the question is, who can kill the old owner of Qiu Zhuang with a sword, can kill more than 20 mouths of the whole village in one night, and can retreat without leaving a trace?

The people were silent.

The banquet was placed in the study in the front yard, and the old village owner invited the second brother Ren Songming, a little red, black and white double eagle and Mr. Hua to accompany him, and Ren Tianhui and Ren Tianqi held the pot and poured wine. The great monk Lu Qian sincerely returned to the Iridium Buddhism, and after he came back, he did not drink wine and meat, sat in the West Courtyard, and devoted himself to reciting and studying martial arts books.

After three rounds of drinking, the chopsticks moved nine times, and everyone talked about some rumors and anecdotes.

Seeing that everyone had eaten almost the same, Yinggui Quan hugged his fists at everyone and said with a smile: "Everyone, eat and drink well, it's time for this official and Brother Tianhui to give everyone some private work to help the fun." ”

Ren Tianhui understood, clapped his hands, and a girl had already presented two wine jugs, and six porcelain cups were placed in front of the two: one pot and three cups in front of each person.

Ren Tianhui held the wine jug in his hand, hugged his fist towards Yingguiquan, and said with a smile: "Xiaguan respects the lord first, thank you for coming to the village every year, and wish the lord a prosperous journey and enjoy everything." ”

The heroes and nobles returned the salute.

I saw Uncle Ren Tianhui shake the corner of the robe with his left hand, take a step back with his right leg, twist his body, raise his right hand, pour out the spout, and the jade syrup in the pot flowed out, falling straight into the wine glass on the table in front of him, the glass of wine collided, the cup turned in response to the situation, the cup turned and the wine fell, the wine did not overflow, and the three glasses turned together; Ren Tianhui is a little on his right foot, his hands are upside down, the person rises in the air, leads the neck to inhale three times, the person falls into the cup, the wine in the cup is exhausted, and there is no splash, and the cup is intact.

The black and white eagles applauded, and everyone nodded in praise. Mr. Hua is a scholar who is even more fascinated, where has he ever seen this kind of play.

It's time for you to be noble. I saw Yinggui take three chopsticks in front of him, hold the pot, arch his hand towards Ren Tianhui, take a step back, pat the table with his left hand, and grab it with his chest, the three chopsticks are already in his hand; with a wave of his backhand, the three chopsticks have stood in the cup; Yinggui has raised his right hand, Yuqiong flew out, down the chopsticks, and the wine fell down the chopsticks. Yingguiquan put the pot and hit the table, three cups flew up, Yingguiquan grabbed the chest with his left hand, and handed it backhand, only to see the three chopsticks all in his hand, and the wine glass fell on the chopsticks; Yingguiquan shook his left wrist, and the wine glass flew out of the air and hovered; turned around, the mouth of the cup was facing down, the wine fell, and the glass of wine was separated; Yinggui sucked three mouths on the side of his neck. The man stood still, and the cup fell on the table, equally intact.

The crowd was a sensation and applauded.

The old village owner waved his hand and said with a smile: "Lord Ying and Xiao'er Tianhui's drinking skills, I sigh to myself, but the mystery is mysterious, I don't know which one has seen the clues, can I comment." Mr. Big, Mr. Wen, Mr. Hua, what do you think?"

The old village owner wanted to ask Liu Chengmin to say a few words, but Mr. Big shook his head, and when he saw a little red, he seemed to know what to do, so he stretched out his hand to ask.

The thousand-handed scholar was shaking the paper fan lightly, with a look of thought, seeing the old village owner invited, "snap", he put the fan back to his senses, hugged his fist towards everyone, and said with a smile: "Lord Ying, Mr. Big, two old uncles, brothers, I will take the liberty to say a few words in the next place." Brother Fang Tianhui's trick called: Dajiangdong goes to the waves and turns back, and the phoenix is headed at three o'clock. The wine hits the glass and the glass does not fall, and the glass turns to the wine and the wine does not overflow; The chopsticks stand upright, the wine comes from the chopsticks, and the cup does not move. I have heard an ancestor talk about this kind of drinking, saying that it is a test of people's light skills, and I don't want to see it with my own eyes today, and it is really extraordinary and worthy of its reputation. I don't know if it's crooked, but please make it clear. ”

Everyone was surprised by the elegant name of the two tricks, and was surprised by Wen Tingyu's erudition, all of which had endless aftertaste.

Yingguiquan was also taken aback, and couldn't help but look a little red a few more times, hugged his fists, and said with a smile: "What Brother Tai said is not bad at all, I still need to ask Brother Tai how to evaluate the level of this drinking?"

A little red spread the paper fan, shook it slowly a few times, and said with a little contemplative smile: "From the point of view, Lord Ying and Brother Tianhui should be equally divided, and each has its own strengths." Brother Tianhui is good at light skills, pouring wine instantly, bounces freely, fast as lightning, and is the peak of light work. I wonder what you think?"

Everyone nodded in agreement.

A little red saw the joy of the eyebrows, laughed, and said: "It's rare to be in Yaxing today, it's itchy at the beginning, how about joining in the fun?"

Everyone said hello excitedly, and Yinggui Quan's face was stunned when he heard this, but he returned to normal.

A girl has already heard the sound of wine glasses and wine jugs.

But when he saw a little red, he held a fan in his left hand and shook it gently, pinched the pot with his right hand and poured all the wine into an empty bowl, put down the wine jug, hugged his fist, and said with a smile: "It's ugly." "With his right hand, he slapped the table, the cups and bowls jumped together, and with his left hand, he waved the fan, and the cup stood upright, and the cup was picked up, and the sweet wine overflowing from the bowl was catched. The paper fan slightly obliquely catches the falling glass, and the wine falls out of the bowl. A little red bowed his head and inhaled three times, three white ripples, his right hand took the bowl, stood up, and the wine cup fell to the bowl and placed it on the table, and it was synthesized in one go. There is no wine left in the glass, the wine in the bowl is especially shaking, and the wine on the table is not splashed.

"It's a good thing, it seems that Wen Daxia's drinking skills should be better than the two of us. Yingguiquan clapped his hands and praised.

The black and white double eagle Fang was intoxicated with the whimsy of Yingguiquan and Tianhui's drinking, and was full of praise, not wanting the second brother to be proficient in this way, and not inferior, he couldn't help laughing, jumping and screaming like a child, calling it fun, and everyone didn't see it.

The old village owner smiled and said, "Lord Ying and Tianhui are drinking no equally, so please move next door and watch the paintings." ”

Everyone came to the next door with a "whew".

The large room was empty, and two white cloths hung on the south side, and under each cloth was a basin of ground fine ink, which was fragrant.

Everyone surrounded, but saw that Ying Ren and the two took off their outer robes, revealing a strong coat inside.

Someone had already handed over their own swords. Yinggui is also a famous sword, called mutilated, the sword body is neither black nor white, and Ren Tianhui uses a red refining sword.

I saw the two of them look at each other, each swinging their swords and dipping their swords, twisting their waists and feet, shaking their right wrists and waving the blade of the sword, pointing, splitting, stabbing, and slashing. The two of them each rose and fell four times and dipped their swords in ink, and stood up with their swords, smiling at each other, and the competition was over. A subordinate had already handed over a white cloth for the two to wipe their swords.

Everyone fixed their eyes on the cloth, and on the cloth was a poem by Li Bai's hometown:

The bright moonlight in front of the bed, suspected to be frost on the ground, raised his head to look at the bright moon, and bowed his head to think of his hometown.

Everyone was puzzled and looked back at a little red.

Black Hawk exclaimed, "What's the point?"

A little red smiled and said: "Hanging cloth writing, the cloth is light and easy to float, the sword is easy to penetrate, the sword must be fast, the strength must be accurate, and the swordsmanship must be publicized and restrained; the ink is deep and the ink is thin and easy to dry and easy to flow, and it is required to be steady and slow; the number of jumps depends on the coordination of light skills and skills." ”

It is estimated that there is only a little red side in the whole world, which is not strange, in a word.

The old village owner nodded and smiled: "What Wen Daxia said is not bad, this round of painting, one is to see the length of time used by both sides, and the other is to see how the cloth is broken, to scratch, puncture, point to break, and the number of stains to judge the victory or defeat, the less wins." ”

When the black and white eagles heard this, they didn't wait for the people to do it, and they jumped out with two "whoosh" sounds, each taking off a piece of cloth, and competing to count the flaws.

In the end, Yingguiquan won with a total of 7 flaws in 3.4 strokes, and Ren Tianhui was slightly inferior in 12 flaws in 5.7 strokes.

Ren Tianhui clasped his fists and said with a smile: "My lord, swordsmanship has made rapid progress in the past year, and the lower officials are ashamed of themselves if they do not advance but retreat."

Yinggui smiled comprehensively, patted Ren Tianhui on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "Brother Tianhui has conceded, don't do it next time." ”

"How dare you. Ren Tianhui looked dazed and said in frustration.

The old village owner looked up and saw that his son was silent, his expression was depressed, and he understood that Ren Tianhui must not understand how Yinggui Quan's swordsmanship had progressed rapidly in the past year, and he also wondered why his swordsmanship had not advanced but retreated in the past year. The owner of the old village saw that Ren Tianhui was so sluggish, and he knew that it would be difficult to win if he continued to compare, not to mention that after several years of communication, he felt that Yinggui was all happy, and he did not care about the gains and losses, and he would not count the victory or defeat at this time, so he laughed and said: "Today, the competition will be here, Lord Ying even said that the carriage and horses are tired, and it is not good to rest, so I will rest in the village today; ”

Of course, Yingguiquan understood the meaning of the old village master's shortcoming, and it was inconvenient to break it, so he got up and bowed, and said with a smile: "Benevolence and righteousness don't mention it, this number is indeed very tired, it is necessary to have a good rest, and it is better to be respectful than to obey the fate, it is all arranged by benevolence and righteousness." ”

After a moment of leisure, the crowd dispersed.