startled autumn

Everyone in the world is benefiting.

If you want to talk about the most prosperous and prosperous place in the capital, you have to talk about the Zai Lai Pavilion opened by the Han family. There are all kinds of delicacies and delicacies.

The more prosperous the place, the faster all kinds of gossip flow, not to mention that in this nationwide chain of Zai Lai Pavilions, diners were still talking about the juggling troupe that was about to parade to Beijing yesterday, and today they are talking about Jianghu knights All kinds of privacy, never stop for a day.

Han Ban stepped swaggeringly into the Zailai Pavilion, the shopkeeper saw him, quickly put on a flattering face, and led him into the inner room with a smile: "Boss Han, you are finally here, last month's accounts are still waiting." I'm looking at you."

However, when he entered the inner room, there were only two people standing straight inside, and there were no accounts.The shopkeeper even nodded slightly towards Han half a step, then retreated out knowingly, and closed the door behind him.

Han Banbu sat down on the wooden chair in the room, and asked casually, "Any news?"

The two people in the room looked very ordinary, and they belonged to the type that blended into the vast crowd. Han Bi once praised these two people as "forgotten at a glance, and their talents are rare", so they named them Apu and Atong. These two people have always been responsible for news matters.

Apu is slightly fat: "The matter of Yancheng will take ten or eight days, and there is no news for now."

A Tong was thinner: "I have only a clue about Xiao Shaoling's matter."

Han Banbu: "Say as much as you know."

Hearing this, A Pu took a step back. A Tong had a good understanding with him, and then stepped forward to report his own affairs: "I have had people investigate carefully, but I still haven't found the source of the rumors. The instigator can be said to have hidden extremely deeply."

Han Banbu: "Then where are the eyebrows you mentioned?"

A Tong replied: "The most detailed rumor now is that the Hundred Flowers Snake Grass Sword created by Xiao Shaoling should be copied from Chipei, a great sect of Qizong." It couldn't be found."

Han Banbu suddenly smiled strangely: "Who said you didn't find out? No one dares to admit this matter. Naturally, whoever benefits will be blamed."

A Tong suddenly realized: "Could it be Chi Pei's doing?"

Han Banbu shrugged: "Yes or no, let the young master decide."

A Pu was silent for a long time, and finally took the opportunity to praise: "Guan Han is worthy of being the person next to the young master. He is smart and quick-witted, and I can't match it in my generation."

Han Banbu hummed shamelessly, admitting it, "The young master has always valued my intelligence the most."

After flattering each other for a while, Han Banbu was in a good mood, packed two servings of steamed rice cakes with sugar, and rushed all the way back to Han Mansion.

Before the first snow fell, Han Bi walked alone on the bridge, holding a plate of fish food in his hand. The koi under the bridge were leisurely in the water, unaware that winter was coming.

Han Banbu came from a distance with a plate of cakes on the wind, but he didn't sprinkle half of it on his hand, "Young Master, do you want some dessert?"

Han Bi glanced at it with disgust: "It's better to feed the fish."

Han Banbu said disgruntledly: "It's better to feed me than to feed the fish." He was eating and drinking for a while.

After he finished eating, Han Banbu hiccupped, and then relayed the inquiring news in detail, "Young master, do you think Chipei wants to make trouble?"

Han Bi: "Chipei has always kept his own law and order, this is not like what they would do."

"What does it matter if it doesn't look like it? When Xiao Shaoling stole Chipei's martial arts, it will soon spread throughout the world. Even if Chipei's people come out to clarify, others will only think that they are timid," Han Banbu said. Calculating with his fingers, "According to Xiao Shaoling's temper, even if the Chipei plaque is smashed, he may not be willing to let it go."

Han Bi: "Your script is well written, but I'm afraid that someone will write it before you."

Han was puzzled and said: "I didn't understand, you should explain clearly."

Han Bi didn't say a word, just turned the small plate in his hand gently, and the fish food fell into the lake in a disturbed manner. For a while, the lake water was turbulent, and the koi tumbling and jumping, scrambling to come, he watched coldly.

After a while, Han Bi ordered: "Someone send a message to Lu Zheliu, saying that I have free time in the future and want to visit his dry garden."

Han Banbu wondered: "Lu Zheliu...do you suspect that he has something to do with it?"

Han Bi's expression was calm, "Chi Pei has always kept a low profile, but recently there is a restless Lu Zheliu, and I suspect that there is something special about him? Anyway, whether it is a human or a ghost, you will know it later."

The sapphire in the courtyard is like flowers, and it arrives quietly, covering the city with white snow, and the silver frost gradually rises.

In the small dry courtyard building, there is a dark fragrance lingering, and a tree of cold plums is full of fresh air.Lu Zheliu stands under the tree, his eyebrows are like light-colored ink, and his body looks like a white crane in cold weather, which makes people forget the customs.

Han Bi came slowly and met the scene of Lu Zheliu smiling lightly. He suddenly felt that there was a danger, and his eyes could not help but become serious.

Lu Zheliu didn't know what he was thinking, but felt that Han Bi's eyes were focused, and it seemed that there was only a shadow of himself hidden in them, so he bent his eyes and smiled, "Why is Mr. Han looking at me like this?"

Han Bi's words seemed to be full of mellow wine: "It's rare to see this situation, so I can't help but keep my eyes on it."

Although Lu Zheliu is used to listening to other people's compliments all his life, but he can balance sincerity and good-sounding like Han Bi, and he can't count five on his fingers; There is no second one. Thinking of this, the smile in his eyes deepened: "Each, each other."

As Han Bi walked inside with him, he thought leisurely: if the routine is deep, whoever takes the other seriously.

The two sat opposite each other in the room, where flowers, plants, orchids, piano, chess, calligraphy and paintings were very elegant. Han Bi looked around, but found no single knife or shot, so he sighed: "Mr. Lu is a martial arts practitioner. But without a trace of Jin Ge's spirit, it's really rare."

Lu Zheliu: "Since we want to entertain guests, we should naturally follow the guests' preferences."

Han Bi: "Mr. Lu has worked so hard, I appreciate it."

"For example, on this wall, there used to be the famous sword 'Tengxiao' from the former dynasty, which is three feet long, and the blade is like frost and snow." Lu Zheliu said casually, pointing to the east wall. It was empty, with no trace of the sword shadow remaining.

Han Bi smiled and said, "I have also heard a little about this sword."

More than just hearing it, it has been sleeping in the warehouse of the Han Mansion for several years, and it has not been opened until now.

My friend, you may have bought a fake sword.

Lu Zheliu said regretfully: "I know Mr. Han doesn't like to kill, and I'm impatient to hear about swords, so I ordered people to put them away."

As for Han Bi's temperament, Lu Zheliu had inquired about it a long time ago, so he naturally knew that he was usually very elegant, he didn't like swords, and he didn't like rough things like martial arts training, and he was even more impatient with ordinary warriors. No, now he only briefly mentioned Teng Xiao, Han Bi is definitely not interested, so he must be too lazy to ask.

Lu Zheliu was going to apologize to him, so he successfully revealed the matter: "This matter has upset Mr. Han..."

Suddenly, Han Bi tapped his palm with the white jade fan in high spirits: "Don't disappoint, don't disappoint." Then he said: "Such a world-renowned sword naturally makes me very interested, and I want to appreciate it. "

Lu Zheliu: "Oh?"

Han Bi sighed and said, "I also know a little about swords, I'm afraid Mr. Lu doesn't want me to see swords."

Lu Zheliu: "No, of course it's okay..."

Han Bi: "Then you might as well get the sword now."

Lu Zheliu: "..." I have no problem, but there is something wrong with the sword.

Han Bi looked at him expectantly.

Lu Zheliu: "...wait a moment." After finishing speaking, he slowly got up, and while walking inside, he was thinking about what excuse he would use later to explain that Teng Xiao was not in his hands, and he was extremely sad for a moment.

Who knew that before he took two steps, Han Bi suddenly said Shi Shiran: "Forget it, I get a headache when I see the sword, Mr. Lu, you'd better sit down, it's better for us to talk about romantic affairs."

Lu Zheliu heaved a sigh of relief, and turned back to sit again, feeling deeply that Han Bi's mood fluctuated and his preferences were capricious, so he secretly advised himself to be more careful in the future.

Han Bi played tricks on him, but he didn't feel very happy. Suddenly, he thought that there was still business to do, so he pretended to be unintentional: "By the way, I accidentally heard something recently. You are concerned."

Lu Zheliu: "What's the matter?"

Han Bi: "There are rumors in the world that Mo Yi's Xiao Shaoling created the Hundred Flowers Snake Grass swordsmanship that he stole from you, Mr. Lu."

Lu Zheliu looked a little surprised: "...how is this possible?"

Han Bi looked at him with concern: "If not, it's better for Mr. Lu to clarify as soon as possible. As far as I know, Xiao Shaoling is very angry about this matter."

Lu Zheliu nodded gratefully at him: "Thank you, Mr. Han, for your kindness. This matter should actually be a conflict between Xiao Shaoling and Chi Pei. I don't know why it involves me?"

Han Bi wondered: "This matter has something to do with Chi Pei?"

Lu Zheliu: "The right and wrong of Taoists behind the scenes is not done by a gentleman, but Mr. Han is not an outsider in my heart, so it doesn't matter if I say it to you."

Han Bi: "I would like to hear the details."

Lu Zheliu: "The Hundred Flowers, Snake, and Grass Sword is indeed a set of out-of-the-way methods born in Chipei's Qi School, but Xiao Shaoling is domineering, and no one in Chipei can provoke him, so he can only vomit some bitterness in private."

Han Bi comforted him and said, "It's not easy for Chi Pei and Mr. Lu, I just hope that the truth of this matter will be revealed as soon as possible, and justice will be given to you."

Lu Zheliu: "Cherish Mr. Han's auspicious words."

At this point in the conversation, Han Bi was [-]% sure that it was Lu Zheliu who spread the rumor about Xiao Shaoling.

He replaced the "swordsmanship copied from Chipei" in the rumor with "swordsmanship copied from Lu Zheliu". Lu Zheliu couldn't offend Xiao Shaoling, so he was naturally eager to clarify, but he didn't forget to bring Chipei to his back when he clarified , it is unnecessary.

Lu Zheliu is Chipei's guest teacher. If he was thinking about Chipei, he would wish to disassociate himself and Chipei from the rumors. But I’ll spit out some bitterness in private”, not forgetting to imply that the rumors are true, and it is even more true that Chi Pei is the person who spread the rumors.

If this happened, the conflict between Mo Yi and Chi Pei would explode suddenly, but Han Bi didn't know yet, what kind of profit did Lu Zheliu want to take from it?

Han Bi was still thinking carefully, and Lu Zheliu said quietly again: "I've long been used to this indisputable difficulty. If Xiao Shaoling wants to seek revenge, it doesn't matter if I admit it."

Han Bi saw that he suddenly seemed to be about to tell the past, so he half lifted his spirits: "Oh?"

Lu Zheliu spoke calmly, recalling the past: "Many years ago, I had an old friend. I regarded him as a lifelong friend and talked about everything. If he wants to learn swords, I will give him a famous sword; When someone competes in martial arts, I will teach him sword moves; he has a dull personality and is not good at communicating with others, so I will try my best to make him happy."

Han Bi: "What about after that?"

Lu Zheliu: "It's easy to say later, it's just that the words are different, and we don't conspire with each other."

Han Bi: "Why?"

Lu Zheliu smiled lightly, as if he didn't want to mention it more.

Han Bi: "Mr. Lu is naturally a genius. From what you said, that person should have mediocre talent."

"I now understand that the path I took is different from his." Lu Zheliu waved his hand suddenly: "Although he is ordinary, he is lucky. He met me at the beginning, and now he meets other noble people... If he wants to add insult to injury, there is really nothing I can do. Forget it, let’s not mention it.”

At this moment, Han Bi suddenly felt that he had probably become an important character in the script written by Lu Zheliu.

It's just that Lu Zheliu didn't realize that from the first act of this scene, the characters on his stage have become the writers behind the scenes.

Outside the pass, Yancheng.

In the lingering wind, there was a little gravel, which cut people's cheeks with pain. Even so, there were still people who braved the cold wind and heard the scholar tell the past in detail.

The old storyteller hadn't seen so many rewards for a long time, and he couldn't help but smile. To the distinguished guests from the opposite capital, he narrated the past ten years of Yancheng in detail: "Ten years ago, the owner of Yancheng It's not Mi Lin, but another man named Shen Zhiqiu..."