Crown Sword

The city of Jinyang is lively, especially the restaurants in Jincheng. Today, the Grass Stage troupe came, saying that they were buskers from Longxi, singing Duan Gong opera, and the crowd was more than ten times more crowded. The kitchen was too busy.

"Hey! What about you, bastard, come here and help me, don't rest if you can't finish your work today!"

Gong Yangyue had just checked the front and back of the restaurant, and he only showed one foot in front of the kitchen, so he was arrested by the sharp-eyed chef and took the job of the master of the red case. The spoon was tightly wrapped around the outside, and the waiter's clothes were taken by hand.

When the fat chef turned back to cook, the lazy cook who was hiding aside showed his head, and couldn't help snickering: "It's your fault, this job of pickling fish is the dirtiest and tiring job! I have to go to Meimei to have a rest."

Gong Yangyue stared at the greasy handle of the kitchen knife without moving.

The cooks turned their heads and saw it, and they were arrogant and disdainful: "Idiot! Cut the fish into strips, put them in the jar and wrap them. Watch it!" He yawned, turned around, picked up a knife and quickly peeled a piece, Looking back at his outfit, "Oh, I don't know how to do this, and I don't know why my boss raised such a waste, as expected, I only have to run errands for the rest of my life!"

Gong Yangyue was not annoyed, just picked up a pair of bamboo chopsticks, and picked up one of them: "Your shape is wrong, the head is wide and the tail is narrow, wider than two fingers, it's useless for you to use the bamboo chopsticks for all these years. I can beat you too."

I saw him scratching the live fish twice with his chopsticks, and really peeled off a neat and intact piece of fish.

The cooks jumped in anger, took another one out of the barrel, and threatened to fight: "Again!"

Gongyang's moon face did not change, but his eyes froze, he put his palm on the table, bent the blade, and then said with a smile: "Even if you cut a hundred more pieces, you can't compare to me, an errand runner. I don't know who is the best!" waste!"

"His grandma's! The kid doesn't know the heights of the heavens and the earth!"

I have been working for three to five years at least, and the more I think about it, the more unwilling I am to help the cook. I really chopped up all the fish in the bucket, and only waited for the person in charge of the spoon to call me. Then I realized that I was fooled. strength.When he wanted to yell at him, the waiter had disappeared.

"I thought it was a hard idea, but I didn't expect that even half of the Lian family members had never seen it. It's boring." Gong Yangyue walked outside with the food, opened the curtain to take a look, the banquet was full of people, and in the middle The shamans are stepping forward to compose divine songs, and there is continuous applause.

He quickly locked his eyes on a table.

As soon as the altar opera was sung, while taking a break for tea, the table closest to the venue began to chat.

The Lianjiazi with the ax on the left took a gulp of strong wine and angrily pounded the table: "Have you heard about the tragedy at the foot of the Baihu Ridge in Luliang Mountain? Lishi Fang's family has eighteen members, and none of them has a whole body. They died so badly." A tragic one!"

"Really?" The scribe who was shaking the fan paused, "The old man of the Fang family has always been simple and simple all his life, he knew black and white, and never had a fight with others. Even if he was trapped in Qin Yan, he never compromised. Such an end, really... hey, who did it?"

"Who else is there?" The warrior wiped a handful of oil stains on his stubble with his cuff, and lowered his voice, "The Fang family is poor, they seek money but have no money, and seek power but no right. Only the old man has supernatural swordsmanship. Think about it carefully think……"

"what do you mean……"

Seeing that the scribe held back for a long time but still didn't let out a fart, the warrior couldn't sit still, so he grabbed the white for him: "Gongyangyue! That guy picked the 48th envoy of Wu County with his sword the year before last, and threatened that wherever he went, no one would be punished." A person who dares to win a sword has a criminal record, so he can't escape. Besides, I heard that the boy is vicious and his methods are extremely cruel..."

Before the other could reply, a light cough interrupted their conversation.

The two were startled, but when they looked up, they were a Confucian scholar with deep eyes and a mountain-like air. The man was dressed upright, without a single pleat, which was completely different from Jiangzuo's wide robes and sleeves, and the unrestrained wind. He opened his mouth, but his voice was like gold: "The restaurant is full, but this one is the only one left. Could you bother me to share half of the table with me?"

"Mr. Gu is serious."

The scribe recognized him, bowed his hands in salute, and hurriedly got up to give way.The warrior just lived here and didn't know much about it. After he was seated, he smiled and nodded, pulled the scribe's sleeve, and asked in a low voice: "Your brother is so respectful, but who is a famous person in the Jianghu?"

Gu played well in my ears, so I picked it up: "My surname is Gu, but I'm a teacher in the south of the city. He doesn't go to the rivers and lakes, so it's not worth mentioning. You can just listen to the opera, and you two can do it yourself."

The scribe bowed his hands again, seeing that the middle-aged man really had no intention of talking to him, so he answered his companion's question in a low voice: "Jinyang City has changed hands several times in these years, let alone going to the palace to study, I just want to find a clean place It’s not appropriate. Mr. Gu spread his money and opened a library for the convenience of scholars. He also adopted young children who lost their parents and taught a few big characters. No one in this place is disrespectful... Eh? Where were we talking just now? Oh Is the Ram Moon really that powerful?"

The warrior's eyes lit up first, and then he clenched his fists and beat his palms angrily: "This man has two sword skills, one is Jue Yun, and the other is Di Ji. He has rarely failed since he became famous. Although it is hateful, it is also compelling. !"

"What a crazy tone! Go up to Jue Floating Clouds, go down to Jedi Ji, isn't this the sword of the Son of Heaven mentioned in Zhuangzi's "Speaking of Swords", could it be that he compares himself with the sword of the Son of Heaven?" The scribe covered his mouth with a fan, his tone quite Some teeth were sour, "I heard that I am not very old, I think it must be luck, and I am carrying a peerless sword."

"That's not it, two handles!" The warrior stretched out two fingers, "One is a three-foot Han sword, named 'Yucheng Snow Ridge', the sword body is carved with snow patterns, and the other is 'Merry Boneless'. A thin sword with a thin handle.None of them are ordinary products! "

The scribe spat: "I'm blind! Such a good sword has been given to a picky talent. In my opinion, if I hold a sword in my hand, I must..."

Before he could finish his sentence, a pottery plate was placed heavily on the table, and the flying juice splashed on the scribe's skirt, making it wet.

"Guest officer, your dishes." Gong Yangyue said expressionlessly.

"I'll go to your money-losing game!" The scribe was furious, and without caring about his demeanor, he turned his head and pointed at Xiaoer and cursed.Just after he cursed twice, another object was placed on the table, which was pushed to his eyes——

It was a sword, the scabbard was wrapped with cloth, but it couldn't hide the snowflakes in the scabbard.

Gong Yangyue, dressed as a waiter, said coldly, "As you wish."

"This... this is not..."

The warrior jumped up, grabbed the shivering scribe who was still pointing at the snow pattern, and ran out in a panic, not even caring about his shoes, he was dressed right and down one by one.

Gong Yangyue flicked her nails, looked down at the person sitting like a mountain in front of the desk: "Why don't you leave?"

"The play is not over yet," Gu Zaiwo turned back calmly, glanced at the sword and the person, then pressed Gongyangyue's right hand, and after a long silence, continued, "It's really a good sword , but I don’t know if I have the honor to invite the sword master to enjoy the show together.”

The bustling people who don't know why have already turned their eyes back to the center, and the two people at the table met by chance, no different.

Gu Zai I was neither humble nor arrogant, and after three breaths, Gongyangyue laughed, and sat down generously beside him, with his cuffs rolled up, and held his long sword in his arms: "You scholars know a lot, and you don't know how to deal with it." Have you ever said that gossip behind people's backs will be bad luck."

After a cutscene, the sorcerer from earlier disappeared, replaced by a duet of male and female witches. Those who listened well said, this is called a "pair-to-pair play".

Gu Zai closed his eyes, listened carefully to Duan Gong and the witch's libretto, tapped his fingers on the table lightly, without turning his head: "It's not necessary."

"Yeah, sealing the throat with a sword is the most worry-free, and when the two of them catch their breath, maybe they will trouble me." Gong Yangyue paused, and the smile on his face faded, "It's so boring to kill. I just like admiring their expressions of dissatisfaction, but they have to obey!"

Gu Zai looked back at his face as I seemed to be guessing the truth of this sentence. After a long time, I finally said: "You are different from the villain I imagined."

Gong Yangyue poured himself a glass of wine: "The reason why a wicked person is a wicked person is not necessarily because of real evil. Who knows what real evil is? A sage is right and wrong, so who can guarantee that a sage is right? Because a saint is a saint? But isn’t that also recommended by most people?”

"Sometimes 'evil' is not because you do all the bad things, but because you are out of touch with the world and behave differently from others." Gong Yangyue held the wine glass and approached Gu Zai, "It is said that Daji died in Yin and Emperor Xin was tyrannical , but it is not the case that the gentleman is evil and lives in the lowly, and all the evil in the world belongs to him (Note)."

"How to say?"

Gong Yangyue raised his hand, pointed at the girl among them, and asked: "What do you think of this trick, sir? The singing is beautiful and the person is kind and beautiful?" He smiled, raised his eyebrows at the woman, and then shook his head, "No, others will only Said, life is like a mustard, willing to be lowly! In Jiufang, such and such can be found everywhere."

Gu Zai I took a deep look at him, the opera was still in my ears, but I couldn't listen to it anymore, as if thinking of the old things, until the middle of the song, I sighed: "Working hard to live is really moving. Now that the world is uncertain, these It's really not easy for a performer to make a living in troubled times, since all living beings are suffering, how can we treat others with prejudice."

After finishing speaking, he nodded to Gongyangyue, and pointed to the silver light sword: "Please shine the sword."

Gong Yangyue didn't make a move, but looked sideways: "Since you know that I'm coming to kill you, but you still invite me to listen to the opera together, are you not afraid of death?"

"What's so terrible about death, I'm afraid I can't die well."

At this time, a prostitute was walking around the banquet holding a pottery pot, and just in front of the two of them, Gu Zaiwo unhurriedly took out a few five baht coins from his sleeve, threw them in, then smiled slightly, got up and shook his clothes , awe-inspiring: "The play is over, since you have no murderous intent, I will take a step first. You don't kill me, I am grateful, I can tell you a secret, about the ram, in exchange, please return At midnight tonight, come to the 'Jushe' library for a meeting."

After Gu left, Gongyangyue also left Jincheng Restaurant.When Shuang Li followed the signs to find it, it was already dark, and he was leaning against a dilapidated wall not far from the library, looking up at the jackdaws circling.

"Old Moon, I found you! Are you okay?"

Gong Yangyue looked up: "It's too early for you to collect the corpse?"

"Can you talk nicely?" Shuang Li kicked him: "I'm looking for you for business. A man with strange behavior came during the day. I'm afraid he's coming for you. Be careful!"

"The visitor is not kind, so you can avoid it if you are careful?" Gongyangyue smirked, and sang the opposite while going to the library.

There was never a day when this guy didn’t speak annoyed people, Shuang Li didn’t take it too seriously, and didn’t bother too much, just ignored it, followed him and told the whole story of the morning: “The Goguryeo people respect the golden crow, and only the royal family can get it.” Hold, even if it is not, it must be related to the Forbidden Palace, if your current business is successful, let's leave quickly... Hey, did you listen to me, ouch, my nose!"

Shuang Li covered her face, seeing Gong Yangyue suddenly stop, her face was very ugly, she couldn't help breaking out in cold sweat: "Why...how?"

"The smell of blood." Without saying a word, Gong Yangyue grabbed the little girl who was facing an enemy and rushed over the double eaves to the "Jushe" library.In the largest study in the backyard, the doors and windows are closed on all sides, and there are no people on the left and right. Shuang Li rubs the goose bumps on his arms, watching Gong Yangyue break through the door with a sword——

Gu Zai I fell into a pool of blood and had no breath.

"Dead, dead?" The little girl has always been afraid of gods and ghosts, so she grabbed Gong Yangyue's sleeve and rushed out, "Go! Laoyue, I blame you for your crow's mouth, so it's not going to happen! I told you to be careful of that Goguryeo man." Well, maybe..."

Before the words were finished, "Yucheng Snow Ridge" was already out of its sheath, and the sword energy directly cut off the wooden threshold of the study, forcing Shuang Li's feet to retract after stepping out.

"Interesting, a smart guy."

Gongyangyue pulled Shuangli behind her, and there was a shadow on the porch pillar outside the door, and the shadow slowly said: "It all depends on Lingmei." The man in the rough clothes and the sword is not the same as Bai Ri.

Hearing what he said, Shuang Li's mind turned, and she suddenly realized: she was clever but was mistaken by cleverness. This man didn't use wine, rice and food to push out Gong Yangyue's position at all, but just pretended to trick her into reporting the letter, and then followed him all the way.

"Quick Sword?" Gong Yangyue's eyes fell on his waist.

However, Qiao Min did not draw his sword, instead he made a bow from the Central Plains: "Goguryeo King's seven sword guards, Qiao Shiqi, come to pay a visit." He swallowed, as if he had made a difficult decision, Clenching the back molars, "I can testify for you, but I have one request."

"Do you think I look like a living Bodhisattva?" Gong Yangyue teased, before speaking, the sword was already raised, "What do you want me to do? Help you kill people, or let me fall into the Qiao family swordsmanship for you You must know my rules, if you lose, you will not be able to win the sword again if you lose!"

"Yucheng Snow Ridge" cut to the left waist, Qiao Min avoided it, but withdrew his hand forcefully when he wanted to draw the sword, frowned, unscrewed it, and shouted in a hurry: "You alone can do this, so why not even break the sword?" , as long as you promise to introduce me to..."

Gong Yangyue's eyes sank, and before he could say anything, she flew forward and stabbed the life gate in his waist.

"For what?" Shuang Li looked bewildered, "If you fight again, everyone in the city will come!" But she knew the temper of the person in front of her very well, and she always had no regrets about her sword skills. Capable watched Gongyangyue wave his sword and move around.

That Qiao Min was also a tough guy, always gritted his teeth and retreated, and closed his eyes when there was no way to retreat.Gong Yangyue sneered, and finally turned away angrily, only used his internal force to thwart his Zhishi acupoint, and easily picked up the long sword at his waist.

"The rocks in the latrine are smelly and hard." Gong Yangyue withdrew his sword and changed his mind: "Think about it."

Shuang Li looked after him, only to see a bloodstain on Qiao Min's cheek.And the long sword was inserted under the green tile, like a fish wagging its tail.

The refracted light fell on the ground, and a child under ten was stunned for a moment. He peed his pants in fright, howled, and then ran away: "Killer! Killer!"

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PS: I have accumulated a lot of manuscripts for the Spring Festival, and I am constantly updating them, so the beginning may be slower, please bear with me.

Note: Quoted from "The Analects of Confucius Zizhang", the original sentence is "It is because a gentleman lives in a low class, and all the evil in the world will return." It probably means that if a person is in a bad position, all bad things will happen Count it on him.