[Sword Three] A gentleman is like the wind

The storyteller on the stage whetted his appetite, and just started talking: "In this world, if you talk about lightness kung fu, you should be the commander-in-chief Chu Liuxiang; if you talk about the best people, you should be Qijue Wuhua; A swordsman, Xue Yiren..." The storyteller listed several famous people one after another to start the conversation, and then got straight to the point, cutting off the topic: "But they are too far away from us, no matter how powerful they are, it's their fault , how many of us small people can see them? Do you think so?"

The people below repeatedly said yes, and the storyteller nodded in satisfaction: "Today, I will tell you about a hero, a hero that most people have heard of and have seen. I wonder if you have heard of 'Gongzi Sword' '?"

"'Gongzi Sword'? What is that? I have never heard of it. You old man, what are you talking about, a hero. Change one for another." The people below were noisy, and it was extremely lively for a while.

"Crack!" The old storyteller slapped the gavel and said, "Be safe and don't be impatient! This name belongs to an old man, so no one knows about it, guest officer, don't worry..."

"Then tell me quickly, if you don't recognize it, then your signboard will definitely be smashed!"

"Gongzijian needs to be savored carefully. The guest officer is so urgent, I'm afraid I can't understand the reason. Let's calm down and listen to the old man slowly."

"Gongzijian? I don't know when such a character appeared in the Jianghu." Chu Liuxiang deliberately drew his attention away so that the other party would not be so distressed.I have to say that in many cases, Chu Liuxiang is a very good person, very suitable to be friends.

"The rivers and lakes come and go, talents come out in large numbers. It's normal not to recognize them. But those who can appear in the storytellers must be young heroes." Ye Rufeng smiled slightly.

"Gongzijian was not called Gongzijian before. Before that, everyone called it 'Living Bodhisattva' in private." The storyteller said slowly.

"'Living Bodhisattva'? Hearing the name 'Gongzi Sword', this is probably a chivalrous man." Chu Liuxiang rubbed his nose and said.A young chivalrous man is called "Living Bodhisattva", which is really dumbfounding. No wonder the storyteller wants to give this chivalrous man a new name.

But Ye Rufeng took a sip of tea, and Fang said seriously: "The common people are the easiest to be satisfied, you just help as much as you can, and they will call you a living Bodhisattva." His eyes were as bright as stars, shining with a kind of Exciting sharpness.The people are the easiest to be satisfied. As long as there is a stable environment, they can live like tough grass.But the people of Datang couldn't look forward to the day when the war would stop.

Chu Liuxiang was thoughtful, and raised his eyes to look at Ye Rufeng, as if he had realized something.The person in front of him is probably the most qualified to say this, and he also has the most profound experience.Chu Liuxiang remembered the grateful eyes of the people when he robbed the rich and helped the poor, and some people shouted "Living Bodhisattva".He nodded and replied, "That's right."

The storyteller on that stage was still talking about the "Gongzi Sword". "Gongzi Sword" did not do anything earth-shattering.He has never challenged the world-famous seniors, nor captured the notorious villains, nor pierced through the conspiracies and tricks that shocked the world, even his life has never had ups and downs.What he did were the most common and simple things.To sum it up, there are only four words: When the road is uneven, draw your sword to help.

He helps all the people he sees that he thinks he should help. His whereabouts are not erratic, but it seems that wherever there is difficulty, wherever there is grievance, there is him.Isn't such a person a living Bodhisattva?Who wouldn't encounter some difficulties?Who wouldn't experience some injustice?

As Chu Liuxiang listened, he felt something was wrong. He seemed to know who was talking about on stage.He glanced at Ye Rufeng calmly, suddenly smiled with interest, and asked deliberately: "What do you think of this young master's sword?"

Ye Rufeng's expression didn't change at all, he didn't recognize who the storyteller was talking about on stage, he thought for a while, and replied: "It's just an ordinary ranger."

This answer was unexpected, but it seemed to be expected.Chu Liuxiang was surprised: "How to say?"

"He's just doing what he can do." After that, he seemed to feel that such a comment was too harsh for a young Yingjie, so he continued: "However, it is already rare to be able to do what he can do. This Most people in the world don’t even want to do what they can.”

"Well said." Chu Liuxiang praised.

The storyteller said that this "ordinary ranger" naturally won't get any good, and those listeners didn't buy it.Never experienced ups and downs, never had a world-famous beauty, a life without waves, and what you do is the most trivial thing, does it sound interesting?Listening to books, isn't what you are looking for interesting?So the old man was kicked off the stage and replaced by a young storyteller.When he was about to step off the stage, the old man shook his head, heaved a long sigh, and looked sad.

Of course Chu Liuxiang saw it too, and he sighed, "He told a good story, but he didn't meet a good audience."

"He didn't do anything wrong, did he?" Ye Rufeng asked suddenly.

"Yes, he didn't do anything wrong, he just told such a story when he knew that no one would like such a bland story."

"He spoke very well. Even such an ordinary story, he can tell it vividly. However, he has been kicked out... Will he lose his job because of this?" Ye Rufeng frowned, a little worried.

"Probably not." Chu Liuxiang shook his head: "He has been storytelling in this teahouse for many years, no matter what, the relationship is still there. However, I suddenly became suspicious. He is very old and has rich experience. I know what kind of stories the listeners like, but why did he still tell such a story.”

Ye Rufeng said along the way: "Perhaps he has a reason to say."

"I'm curious what the reason will be." Chu Liuxiang said, he looked at Ye Rufeng with a smile in his eyes, a little eager to try, and a little bit of invitation.

Ye Rufeng smiled and said, "I'm curious too." Is it ignorance to do something knowing it can't be done?Is it courage?Or... a spirit or a belief?Just like when he knew that there was no return after nine deaths, he still entered the land of gunpowder with Ergou without hesitation.What are you afraid of?What are you afraid of?As a blade, I can cut any injustice in the world!Thinking about it, he laughed again. There is no reason for it. For this storyteller, it might just be a sudden whim.In life, there may be a last resort, but not everything has a last resort reason.Fortunately, his curiosity is not much.

Ye Rufeng sat at the table beside him, holding a teacup in his hand, watching the two of them quietly.Because the storyteller went to tell stories early in the morning, there was no hot tea in the room, and the tea in the cup was cold.He took a sip, it was cold and had a bit of astringency in his mouth, he tasted the tea that had been left overnight, and the tea was not good either.This kind of tea brought back memories of Ye Rufeng.If he was still the young man back then, he would definitely not be able to drink this kind of tea, but now, he can already drink it calmly.

"Wait a minute, my lord. This tea is the tea from last night. I can't drink it." Because the storyteller was talking to Chu Liuxiang, he didn't notice Ye Rufeng. When he noticed, his words slowed down for a moment.Ye Rufeng had already drank it.

"Little old man neglected the guest." The storyteller said with guilt.

Ye Rufeng held the teacup, looked at the storyteller, and laughed: "Where. I drank this tea myself, it's not your fault, old man."

"I have wronged you, my lord." The storyteller was still somewhat ashamed.

For a person like Ye Rufeng, at the first sight of him, people would think that such a noble son should drink the best tea, wear the best clothes, and match the best sword.Everything about him should be the best.As long as you meet him and get along with him for a while, you will feel that he really deserves this kind of treatment, which is natural and unquestionable.

"You can get wronged anywhere." Ye Rufeng said with a smile.He didn't want to dwell on this issue, what to say.I also don't intend to tell others what kind of hardship I have suffered.Ye Rufeng was about to say that he should ignore him and answer Chu Liuxiang's doubts, but suddenly remembered that he hadn't asked Chu Liuxiang's name before, so he got stuck for a while, so he could only say: "Don't worry about it."

Chu Liuxiang understood Ye Rufeng's meaning, and laughed a little bit for a while, because he himself forgot to introduce himself, but it is not very appropriate to introduce himself at this time and this place.So he took over the conversation familiarly, rescued Ye Rufeng, and said with a smile: "People from the Jianghu, don't stick to trivial matters. The elderly don't need to care about it." A few words drew the storyteller's attention back.Then a few more words, related to other things.The storyteller has a lot of knowledge, and the two had a good chat.

The reason why Chu Liuxiang is Chu Liuxiang is that no one can resist his charisma.Storytellers are no exception.At the beginning, he seemed to be on guard, wary of Chu Liuxiang's schemes, but then he completely relaxed.

As he talked, Chu Liuxiang began to gradually shift the topic to the direction he wanted to ask. He held an absolute initiative in the conversation. If Ye Rufeng didn't know what Chu Liuxiang came for, he might not be able to detect these changes.He changed the subject a little too naturally.Ye Rufeng was amazed in his heart.Thinking about himself, he prefers to speak bluntly, and if he is not suitable for blunt speaking, he will just lay out a few sentences, and he will never be so devious.

"The story is very good." Chu Liuxiang's thin mouth with upturned corners looked a little cruel, but as soon as he smiled, his strength turned into gentleness, and his coldness turned into sympathy, just like the warm spring breeze blowing. across the land.People unconsciously believe him and pour out their thoughts: "But people nowadays are not willing to listen. I think you know." He smiled and stared at the storyteller with a serious expression: "Why would you want to talk about such a story?" A story? Could there be some unknown reason behind it?"

The author has something to say: By the way, I am a plot scum QAQ, cover my face.If you don't follow the original plot, the plot may be a bit dull.If you have an opinion, please mention it, don't talk about QAQ.

Ask a question, you want me to update it every other day, and then update it a few days after the manuscript is saved.Or is it updated daily, and then the saved manuscript is updated every few days?difference?Of course there is a difference. The difference lies in giving me more time, and I can persist for two more days every other day. The daily update will soon have no manuscripts saved, and then it will be gone.

ps: The storyteller appeared to bury a hidden thread.