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But hearing Abu's harsh laughter, he widened his eyes and pretended to be angry: "Smile, laugh at your size, if it wasn't for you, I wouldn't have been hurt like this."

Abu managed to hold back his laughter and rubbed his sore nose. In fact, he also knew that Qin Ke was injured this time because of himself.

Even if the two of them work together to fight Sun Qing, but Sun Qing's strength lies there. , In an instant, the situation changed, the tiger roared and the dragon roared for ninety thousand miles, and the sword shone coldly in nineteen states". It can be said that their defeat was a matter of course, and it can even be said to be a matter of course.

It's just that this kind of result is said, which makes people feel a little frustrated.

Qin Ke's Qijin Sword did bring some troubles to Sun Qing, but apart from the first sword, he still looked good, and the use of the remaining few swords was not proficient. In the end, Sun Qing broke through the sword circle with spear skills , the long wooden pole shook, and with great force, it stabbed the leg of the horse under his crotch.

A Bu rolled out of the whole body, while Qin Ke was directly crushed by the war horse because he exhausted too much energy because he repeatedly handed out the Qijin sword.Perhaps it was because Heaven felt that he was not miserable enough, and it happened that his left leg touched the bump of the saddle and suffered a lot of injuries.

"You're just unlucky." Abu comforted, "But it's a blessing among misfortunes. Now that you have cultivated your energy and blood to your bones, you will recover much faster than ordinary people."

"I don't sound happy about your consolation at all." Qin Ke rolled his eyes, feeling very sad that he had such a friend who was so bad at consoling others.

But the smell of mutton and the gurgling sound made his stomach growl. Zhang Fu pursed her lips and chuckled, and slowly pushed him to the desk, and Abu handed him the chopsticks.

Qin Ke stretched out his chopsticks, but thought of Zhang Fu behind him, and took them back: "You can also find a place to sit, I'm fine."

Zhang Fu nodded lightly, but still said: "No hurry, I'll wait for Fan, she will come soon."

"Miss Qiao?" Qin Ke thought for a while, and nodded. Zhou Gongjin was coming out of the front hall, and the trays in his hands were filled with fresh vegetables, which had been washed in clear water until they were emerald green. He greeted him as he walked. A few people asked them to go to the kitchen to fetch things, then looked at Qin Ke and said with a smile, "I just said that this wheelchair will come in handy, but luckily I didn't throw it away."

Qin Ke was a little puzzled, and asked blankly: "This wheelchair is yours? Where did you get the wheelchair?"

"This is the general's mansion, not my house. Where is my wheelchair? It belongs to Chang Gong." Zhou Gongjin patted the water on his hand, and said with a relaxed smile: "A few years ago, he got into a fight with someone, and he was injured all over his body." , I sat in this wheelchair honestly for the whole winter, and I even gave him an nickname at that time: "Gao Laizi". Now that I think about it...it's funny."

Qin Ke and Abu's eyes widened, and even Zhang Fu covered her lips, but she couldn't help but let out an exclamation.

Qin Ke cried out: "Gao...Gao Changgong? Are you sure you remember correctly? Gao Changgong...will he be beaten all over?"

Zhou Gongjin smiled mysteriously: "Is it possible that I have a big tongue?"

Qin Ke remained silent. He really couldn't imagine Gao Changgong's body was wounded. After all, with Gao Changgong's cultivation, even the dragon's claws couldn't suppress him, and he was even stabbed with blood dripping from his spear. Who would believe that he went to fight with someone and was beaten all over his body?

I'm afraid there are not many people in Jingwu who dare to believe it.

After a while, he asked curiously, "Who was that... who was fighting with him?"

Zhou Gongjin shook his head and said, "I'm not sure about that. It is said that he is a crazy old man who spends his days lying on the back of a cow or lying on a big rock...sleeping. I think Gao Changgong is helping that person cover up What, did you say that on purpose? How can there be an old man in this world who can beat him?"

"I think so." Qin Ke nodded. In this vast world, there are hidden dragons and crouching tigers. Probably this person is some kind of reclusive expert who doesn't like to show off. That's why he told Gao Changgong not to publicize his name everywhere.

Thinking of this, he was a little fascinated, what kind of majesty would it be to have such an expert?

……

On a mountain not far away, an old scalper leisurely chewed the fresh and tender weeds in his mouth, staring blankly into the distance.

The old man lying on top of him was sleeping on his back, making one wonder if even a sneeze could shake him off.

In his sleep, the old man actually sneezed with a "puchi", but he just touched his nose in a half-dream and half-awake, and said vaguely: "Which little bastard is cursing me again..."

Scratching his crotch, he turned over and fell asleep again.

Chapter 176 Cha classmate boy

Zhou Gongjin is good at cooking, so it is impossible for him to be blackmailed by those unscrupulous traders when it comes to selecting mutton. It is said that these muttons are only produced in the pastures of the Jingwu court. It is even more attractive.

The poor students in the Tai Xuetang had never eaten such delicious food, and they all devoured it hungrily, throwing away all the "etiquette" and "humility" taught by Huang Hansheng on weekdays. The taste of garlic collided in his mouth, and the mutton melted between his lips and teeth like ice cubes, and the scalding heat went straight to his stomach.

After a while, he opened his mouth and spit out a puff of white mist, and he was just about to write the word "satisfied" with a brush on his face.

The building was putting vegetables into the small tripod, while angrily yelling at him: "Can you slow down! What will I eat after you have finished eating! You eat more vegetables! Leave some meat for me!"

For a while, the atmosphere of slapstick and laughter permeated the hall, and someone brought several jars of rice wine from the kitchen in a familiar way, and the noise of distributing the wine even raised the fun and joy of everyone several levels.

Qin Ke also ate from ear to ear. He was born in the territory of the Mo family, which is not considered a place of bitter cold, but this way of eating is not unusual for him.

Usually, he and his master just add some porridge and side dishes to fill their hunger.

But one winter festival, the village killed a fat white sow that had been co-raised for nearly a year. In the midst of the festive joy, Qin Ke and his master also got half of the meat. Of course, the seasoning was not as rich as it is today. But recalling the scene of eating meat with Master around the charcoal fire that night, I still linger in my mouth, as if it was the best thing I have ever eaten in my life.

Now he can't taste such a good taste, but he can eat mutton with friends in this Jingwu with laughter and laughter, which also makes him find a kind of warmth at home in this place thousands of miles away from home. feel.

Hearing the laughter and yelling all over the room, he picked up the whole piece of mutton with the chopsticks in his hand, blew it and was about to stuff it into his mouth, when he suddenly remembered that Zhang Fu behind him hadn't had a bite yet, and secretly Scolding herself for being negligent, she turned sideways, and Zhang Fu's clear and somewhat charming eyes were staring at him.

"Eat or not?" Of course Qin Ke was referring to the mutton full of soup on his chopsticks.

Zhang Fu was slightly startled, she didn't expect Qin Ke to ask such a question suddenly, in fact she was not hungry, but Qin Ke handed the cold mutton in front of her, making her a little at a loss.

The chopsticks he used, do they count... According to the etiquette of Qunfang Kingdom, when a man and a woman perform such an intimate act, it is undoubtedly announcing that the two have made a private decision for life.But Zhang Fu knew that Qin Ke didn't mean it that way, but somehow his face felt hot, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

She lowered her head, avoided Qin Ke's eyes, and looked at her toes.

"What's wrong?" Qin Ke followed his gaze to the floor, "Did the hairpin fall to the ground?"

He remembered that this happened to Aunt Qing back then, and every time she lost her hairpin, she would yell for Uncle Ji to help find it, and Uncle Ji would kneel on the ground and reply weakly: "I'm looking for it... I'm looking for it ..."

But... Qin Ke finally discovered some clues later. Every time Aunt Qing lost the hairpin, Uncle Ji would inevitably have a few more scratches on his face, and his appearance on kneeling looking for the hairpin is usually: eyes straight Looking at the ground blankly, with a gesture of daring to be angry but not speaking, people who don't know may think that he has a deep hatred with that hairpin.

Qin Ke looked at Uncle Ji with sympathetic eyes, thinking that there must be a rough washboard under Uncle Ji's breeches, which is really embarrassing for him.

"No, not at all." Zhang Fu bit her lips, she didn't know how to answer, but felt that awkward atmosphere continued to ferment, she was a little panicked, even though he kept telling herself not to think wildly, those messy things Instead, her thoughts washed over her like a flash flood.

She didn't know where her thoughts had gone, she simply felt a twitch in her heart, and bit down on the chopsticks with a bit of determination.

Qin Ke was taken aback by her ferocious aura, seeing her swallowing the mutton almost without chewing, thought she was really hungry, so he quickly stretched out his chopsticks to pick up another piece of mutton, and handed it to Zhang Fu.

Zhang Fu covered her lips with one hand, looked at Qin Ke's earnest eyes, no matter how big her heart was, she couldn't really let Qin Ke feed her mouthful like this, and said vaguely: "It's okay...you Eat...I'm not hungry..."

Fortunately, Qiao Feifan just walked in from the door at this moment, Zhang Fu was overjoyed, stood up quickly and walked towards Qiao Feifan.

The two girls didn't go crazy with the crowd outside, Zhou Gongjin and the others arranged a room inside, Qin Ke looked at Zhou Gongjin's attentive look strangely, and felt that as long as Qiao Feifan was present, he would show this kind of little servant He has the same expression as the class, even his eyes are shining.

He wanted to know if Abu also felt this way, but Abu buried his head in eating meat, as if he didn't pay attention to this matter at all, so he put it aside and didn't think about it anymore.

"Why isn't Gao Changgong here?" Qin Ke suddenly thought of this, and asked curiously, this is the mansion of the great general, and since Gao Changgong is the master, he can't even see anyone, which is really strange.

"The Sun Mansion hosted a banquet for all the officials today, and Brother Chang Gong naturally received the invitation, so he should be still in the Sun Mansion at the moment..." Abu spoke with food in his mouth.

"Oh." Qin Ke said with some disapproval: "Didn't you just win one game? Look at them, they are still proud, and they have a big banquet for fear that others will not know."

Abu knew that Qin Ke was a little unwilling. In fact, he was also sad when he lay on the ground and saw their banner fall, but after so much time, he gradually calmed down.

Gao Changgong told him that the outcome is not determined by one or two days. Although he still can't understand it now, at least he knows one thing very well, that is, he is not as good as Sun Qing now, but it may not be impossible to change in the future. He let go Chopsticks said: "Sun Qing will leave Tai Xuetang this year to join the army. This martial arts performance means that he has given everyone the best answer. Of course, the Sun family attaches great importance to it. Don't be angry. If you win, you will win again." What's the matter, you don't want to join the army at all, even if you have the title of lieutenant general, what's the point?"

"It's meaningless..." Qin Ke groaned while eating the mutton, "That Sun Qing is coaxing all day long, and it seems that everyone owes him hundreds of taels of silver. I'm just not happy."

"The Sun family doesn't care about a few hundred taels..." Abu replied with a wry smile. According to the Sun family's behavior, if you really want to borrow money, a few hundred taels is just a small change. Why should Sun Qing care about it?Of course, if the Sun family really wants to spend a lot of money, they are afraid that they will ask for more than one or two times in return afterwards.

Just like when Jingwu founded the country back then, the Sun family stood firmly on Zhuge Wanling's side, thus gaining the status of "Jingwu's No. [-] clan" today.

Speaking of Gao Changgong, Gao Changgong happened to come in from outside the door. The old servant respectfully took off his coat, and Gao Changgong responded with a faint smile.

He can manage Jingwu's iron army, but he is not very good at handling daily trivial matters. This old servant is in charge of this general's mansion.

"Thank you, Pope."

"Where is the young master?" A young master represents the identity of the old servant as a member of the Gao family. Even though Gao Changgong is now under one person and above ten thousand in Jingwu, he is still the most unlucky one in the eyes of the Gao family. The restrained, most free and unrestrained young master.

Gao Changgong, who took off his shoes and boots, walked on the smooth floor, and the poor students from the Imperial Academy in front of the chopping boards on both sides were already in a mess: some were lying on the table and sleeping soundly, some were lying on the floor talking nonsense... Someone suddenly sang a ballad about transplanting rice seedlings loudly, and the classmate who found it unpleasant stopped his mouth with a rag on the table. He didn't know whether it was because the rag smelled too bad or the classmate used too much force. He rolled his eyes and fell to the floor with a plop.

After a while, he let out a long snoring sound.

Xiaoqian hugged the wine jar, but his loose sleepy eyes were swollen as big as walnuts, his face was red and almost turned into a monkey's buttocks, the building was drunk and wanted to snatch the wine jar in his hand, he groaned and hugged him tightly. Fang, said in his mouth: "Don't grab my meat, this is my meat."

"Your...meat? Your meat...is not good...it's all fat..." The building has a big tongue now, and he fell on the wine jar that Xiaoqian was holding, mouth Li yelled: "Let go of me...you fat pig..."

Xiaoqian struggled clumsily: "Don't let me go, even when my mother comes..."

"I am your father!"

"...Father can't do it either!"

In fact, the wine jar was already empty, but the two of them just kept fighting for each other. In the end, the two of them rolled down on the floor together, one on top of the other, and just fell asleep like that.

Looking at the audience, that is, Abu and Qin Ke are still sitting awake.

Chapter 177 The name of the sword is "Bodhisattva"

"So... am I so ugly when I'm drunk?" Qin Ke asked earnestly. It's not like he hasn't been drunk with everyone in Jianye City for so long. He drank less before, I'm afraid he will join the few people who grab the wine.

Abu smiled wryly, "When did I wake up when you were drunk?"

Qin Ke sighed, thinking that the next time he drank, he would have to be careful, so as not to be as ugly as Xiaoqian.But this is just thinking about it in his heart, it's really a jar of wine, and the aftertaste hits his forehead. At that time, he may not remember to keep an extra Qingming.

But Abu's words made him feel warm.

Wine can warm up the body as well as the heart. The more you drink, the warmer your heart will be.If they could get drunk like this, even if they parted ways tomorrow, it would be worthwhile to get acquainted.

Gao Changgong didn't come empty-handed. In his left hand, he held a three-foot-long sword. The scabbard was simple but somewhat solemn, and a few lines of small words were engraved on it.

Qin Ke couldn't understand, so he could only put his eyes on the hilt of the sword, a fiery red came into view, and the elegant tassel of the sword swayed slightly between Gao Changgong's steps, like a proud flame constantly beating.

"So early?" Zhou Gongjin had already heard the movement, and came out from the room, "I thought you would have to be later, you are...do you want to wait a while, and I will prepare for you?"

Gao Changgong shook his head, went straight to Qin Ke, pulled a cushion and sat down on his knees, and said with a smile: "Why bother, just here."

Zhou Gongjin grinned, neither he nor Gao Changgong were so formal, nodded and said: "Then I'll cut some mutton for you."

A case of two people has become a case of three people, and the original spaciousness is a bit crowded.Gao Changgong took a pair of clean bowls and chopsticks brought by Pope, put a few slices of finely minced mutton into his mouth, closed his eyes and tasted it for a while, with a slight smile on his lips.

He knew why Zhou Gongjin prepared this kind of food that is quite popular in Canghai today.

The Great Wall and the Canghai are very close, so close that the food and drink of the two countries are very similar. I don’t know if the female general who never wears women’s clothing but only armor is eating such a dinner now?

Opening his eyes, he looked around at Qin Ke and Abu, squinted and said, "What are you watching me do, keep eating."

"I'm almost full." Abu's voice was a little low, and he was a little stiff sitting opposite Gao Changgong.

Qin Ke looked at Gao Changgong's slightly reddened face, and asked without hesitation, "Isn't the Sun family's banquet delicious?"

Gao Changgong continued to eat with the food in the small cauldron, as if he lost the burden of the image of the general and the "Great God of War" in an instant, chewing the mutton in his mouth until the juice splashed, and said: "Who would really bury his head in this kind of banquet? Everyone is busy flattering Sun Ji'an, if I sit and eat and drink alone, won't it look like I'm trying to show favor to the Sun family?"

"Hmm..." Qin Ke pondered for a moment, he didn't quite understand this kind of thing, shrugged and said: "You guys are really tired, you pay so much attention to eating, isn't it just a bigger table, more dishes, treat guests to dinner , how lively everyone is."

"It's quite tired, so it's better to come back earlier, and you can have a hot meal of mutton." Gao Changgong fished for a long time with chopsticks, frowned and told Qin Ke: "Put some more cabbage leaves, and there will be more meat." The plate of meatballs and crispy belly slices also..."

"You treated me like a little girl..." Qin Ke murmured softly, took the meatballs and vegetable leaves, and poured them all in.

He forgot that when he was in Daoxiang Village, he was just a waiter at an inn... and Uncle Ji's inn was temporarily rebuilt by the farmyard.

"What are you talking about?" Gao Changgong's hearing is keen, but he didn't bother to argue with Qin Ke at this time. With a flick of his hand, the long sword he had been holding in his left hand drew a graceful arc in the air, and fell towards the flustered Qin Ke. Ke.

Qin Ke stared blankly at the long sword in his arms, and reached out to touch the scabbard in disbelief. It seemed to be made of wood, but it didn't make people feel the roughness of the log at all. It is the kind of smooth and moist, which can make people immediately appreciate the exquisite thought of the craftsman on this sheath.

"Why?" Qin Ke vaguely felt something, but he couldn't be sure. The happiness came too suddenly, which made him worry whether it was just a short-term delusion.

"A gift for you." Gao Changgong slowly swallowed a mouthful of mutton, and his eyes fell on Qin Ke's injured leg playfully, "Is it... a reward for your... hard work today?"

Of course, there is no credit for losing a military exercise, but it is still a bit of hard work to hurt a leg.

Although the words of hard work made Qin Ke a little helpless, but the joy in his heart diluted his frustration. He began to caress the scabbard a little presumptuously until he held the hilt with one hand. He spoke half of it silently, and a ray of light shone brightly, making him squint his eyes uncontrollably.

What kind of good steel is this!

The quaint patterns on the sword are reminiscent of layer upon layer of white clouds. They are lifelike, seeming to be slowly floating up and down, changing into various shapes with the flowing light.

"This material is similar to your dagger. The sword is three feet six inches long and one inch eight inches wide." The thinly sliced ​​tofu is like rolling white silk in the soup. Gao Changgong picked up a piece and put it He blew on his mouth, and then said: "Forged with ancient methods, it can last for 360 days, and half of the sky... It's just that it was once stained with too much blood, and it is a formidable sword."

Qin Ke didn't dare to pull the sword out of the scabbard completely, but just exposing a small part of the scabbard was enough to let him know that the sword was extraordinary.

When he touched the pattern, he seemed to be able to faintly feel the rhythm of the ancient sword, as if he was not stroking a dead thing, but intersecting with its soul.

It is sleeping, Qin Ke thought to himself.

There seems to be a heart beating in the nothingness. Maybe this long sword looks very demure and peaceful now, but when it fully wakes up, God knows what kind of majestic appearance it will reveal.

He didn't know why Gao Changgong said that the sword had been stained with too much blood, but it was as clean as new, without even a single chip or scratch.

Enduring curiosity, Qin Ke pressed the sword back into the scabbard and asked, "What's the name of this sword?"

"There used to be a name, but it was discarded. A Buddhist monk personally made this scabbard, carried it on his body, recited scriptures every day, and finally washed away the hostility on the sword. Now this sword... the name Said 'Bodhisattva'." Gao Changgong's eyes were calm, and his eyes seemed to penetrate the gurgling mutton soup and float into the distance.

Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, walking deep Prajna Paramita for a long time, sees that all five aggregates are empty, and overcomes all hardships...

"Buddhism?" Qin Ke stared blankly at him. Confucianism and Taoism have long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, but Buddhism has gradually become known to people in the past hundred years. Qin Ke only heard a brief mention from his master when he was a child. two.

Confucianism said: the body, hair and skin are the parents, and must not be damaged.

But the Buddhist school pays attention to cutting off three thousand threads of troubles, escaping into Buddhism, and keeping the six roots clean.

But when he was a child, Qin Ke always felt that begging around with a bald head every day was really horrible, so he often felt a lot of sympathy. Now thinking about it, he is really vulgar.