beg for chivalry

It was past eclipse time.Lanterns that look like ripe fruits hang on the side of the street, and the thin strips envelop the clear light, shining yellow and orange.The clerks in the tea shop and straw mat shop all took a break from their work, squatting on the stone steps with clay bowls in their hands, stuffing rice into their mouths hastily.

Wang Xiaoyuan was full of wine and food in the garden, and his mouth was full of oil.There was an old beggar-like figure squatting by the wall waiting for him. Seeing him coming out with his belly in his hands, he got up slowly with a green bamboo stick and slapped him on the shoulder.

"How? Is this spring scene satisfying?" The old bamboo man cast his eyes at him and teased.

Wang Xiaoyuan blinked for a while: "The apricot leaf duck there is crispy and fat enough, delicious."

When others entered the drunken spring garden, they all eagerly wanted to try the happy thing.But this kid is good, he only thinks about stealing it, and he doesn't look enlightened at all.The old bamboo man laughed and rubbed his head again. "Next time you want to eat, just find a restaurant, why bother with the girls!"

Wang Xiaoyuan didn't speak.He stuffed a jujube plaque heavily in his sleeve, the name of the sect of the invitee was engraved on the token, only those who hold this token can enter the Martial League Conference, it can be said that each one is unique, this one is the only one.Wu Litian cut off his own name and surname with a sharpener, and then passed it on to him.

The two were walking towards the inn, when Wang Xiaoyuan suddenly said, "Why is it dark?"

"Where is it dark? Isn't there a light wheel on the side of the street?"

Although the Lantern Festival had already passed, there were many silk lanterns hanging outside the mansion, some with chicken feathers on them, some round and chubby like huge bright balls.The light dripped on Wang Xiaoyuan's face through the yellow rice paper, like a flowing golden river.But the old man Zhu clearly saw that his eyes were pitch-black, without a glimmer of light.

Wang Xiaoyuan covered his eyes and smiled, "Really, maybe it's dark, I didn't see clearly."

His eyesight has been bad since before, his eyes are blurry, no matter what he looks at, it seems like a mist of water falling on the paper, like a thin layer of mist.But recently his eyes have become worse and worse, and sometimes he really looks like a blind man.

The old man Zhu's inquiring and worried eyes fell on the side of his face, hot.Wang Xiaoyuan noticed it, and hurriedly changed the subject with a guilty conscience: "Old man, you are familiar with the family, which girl do you think looks good?"

This question reached the heart of the old man Zhu.When he was young, he had to go to a tailor shop to buy a decent blouse to save money on food and drink. He washed his face and mixed it with a prostitute. The exquisite curves under the shirt also gave him the title of "Zhangtai Famous General".

The old man stroked his shaggy white beard and said thoughtfully, "The beauty is just like a painting. When I saw it for the first time, I was astonished like a heavenly man. When I saw that I was feeling cramped, I also put on some makeup, and it looked like a beautiful mountain and a beautiful river." Everyone has their own way of love. But according to the old man, it’s better to be soft and heroic, as lovely as a budding flower.”

Wang Xiaoyuan nodded in agreement, then hurriedly asked, "Then what should you wear?"

The old bamboo man said: "If it's Ji Lun's brocade barrier, the brocade dress and satin are better. Ordinary girls, amaranth red jacket and butterfly yellow cotton skirt, it's very festive and beautiful to wear."

The old man put his arms around Wang Xiaoyuan's shoulders, and said with a smirk in a low voice: "Why, are you looking at a girl in the garden, do you want to order a dress for her in the cloth shop?" I told you all the rulers, or did you and her Chu Tianyunyu take the opportunity to measure her whole body?"

The two stopped in front of the tailor shop, Wang Xiaoyuan weighed the purse in his hand, and said with a smile:

"I wear it."

He had previously promised Wu Litian that he would fight off the women who were swarming at the marriage recruitment meeting for him, and as a reward he could get the token of the Wumeng meeting.At this time, what Wang Xiaoyuan worries most is not how to overpower the group of enemies, but how to dress so that he won't be noticed.

The old bamboo man felt that he didn't hear clearly, and felt that he must have heard it wrong, so he curled his mouth: "Huh?"

Wang Xiaoyuan said patiently: "I said, I'm here to wear that dress."

After that, he turned a corner and slipped into the shop to pick things out.The old man Zhu was left stunned, rubbing his ears and staring at his back.

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The Martial Arts League has footholds in the southeast and northwest, and Tianfu is no exception.Going around from the west side of the east gate building, there is a dark path, each step is waist-high, and people without skills and backgrounds cannot jump up it.Upstairs is a tower raised in the air, and beyond the clusters of hibiscus, one can see the Zhuojin River flowing like a silver belt.

It was the first time that Yan Jiubian was upright, and even swaggered into the territory of the Wumeng.He had the same face as Jinwu's, and his heart was as happy as the waves churning on the surface of Zuo Suo's sea.

Houtianlou assassins would bite through the small silk bag hidden in the ghost mask before they died, which contained sour oil, which would corrode the face.In the past, during the Thousand Monks Meeting in Panlong Mountain, the monks who broke the precepts had seen their ghostly faces clearly, but after the bloody night, most of the monks were killed and injured, and the remaining people hid in the mountain and did not dare to come out, so Yan Jiubian was able to make such a publicity He took a ghost face and chatted intimately with the leader of the Wumeng.

Wu Wugong led him around the east gate building, and stopped by the window of Mingwa.Wu Wugong turned his face to look at him, his brows were twisted like a knot.

Yan Jiubian's heart was suspended.

According to the information obtained by the Ministry of Water, the Jin family and the Wu family are family friends, so Wu Wugong is very concerned about the young boy who might have escaped the family.But he didn't know whether Wu Wugong could still see the difference between him and Jinwu's face after several years.

The lord really has the spirit of daring and courage, just being stared at by him, it is like being enveloped by a raging wind and snow, and the two can't stop fighting.

In an instant, the fierce aura suddenly subsided.In the night, the man's eyes seemed to sparkle, and a pair of rough palms rested on his shoulders with uncontrollable joy.

Wu Wugong heaved a long sigh, and frowned to suppress the tears in his eyes: "Oh, Jinwu, it's really you!"

"I've been searching for nine years. I almost turned the world upside down. I was so satisfied and disheartened that I thought you were dead! I don't want to see you, my good nephew. !"

Yan Jiubian was stunned for a moment, then changed his face and said with a smile. "It is also a blessing in my life to see Uncle Wu again."

He pretended to be well-behaved and intimate, but Wu Wugong didn't see the clue, he just thought that this kid had a bad life, so he changed his previous aggressive temperament.

There were some household items lying around on the stone platform, and the two of them picked two bamboo stools and sat down.Wu Wugong grabbed Yan Jiubian with both hands and asked him everything he could think of, from how he escaped from the mansion nine years ago to how he lived these years.

Questions were thrown like cannonballs, Yan Jiubian prevaricated indiscriminately, and only said that he had been hit on the head with a club, these days he was chanting scriptures with the old nun in Yuquan Temple, and when he went down the mountain recently, he saw the portrait of Jiang Hu Ling. They searched all the way.

After listening, Wu Wugong sighed and laughed. "Uncle finally sees you! These years, every time I think of this tragedy, I can't sleep or eat. I can't wait to wait for everyone in Tianlou with my arms." He first looked at Yan Jiubian lovingly.

Yan Jiubian was so excited by his words that he couldn't help cupping his fists and said with a smile: "Hou Tianlou is deeply enmity, if I can comfort the spirit of my parents in heaven, I am willing to kill the enemy with my own hands."

Wu Wugong stroked his beard and nodded, but showed a bit of distress.

"Hou Tianlou is originally a villain. If you want to seek revenge, Wumeng can help you. I remember that you were the most gifted and intelligent when you were young, and you have a good memory. Now that several years have passed, I wonder if this ability has improved?"

Before Yan Jiubian came back to his senses, he waved his hand and ordered several waitresses to fetch some volumes of martial arts books. The volumes of "The Six Secret Secrets of the Grand Duke" and "Three Strategies" were spread out on the table, Yan Jiubian was dumbfounded when he suddenly heard Wu Wugonghao's voice.

"Nephew, it's not that Uncle intends to embarrass you. But after all, you and I haven't seen each other for nine years, and during that time, there were many unscrupulous people who used your face to deceive the 500 taels of silver. Therefore, every time I meet someone who recognizes Jianghu Ling Come on, try them all."

"Since you have the ability to remember from memory, I will pick out the words and sentences in the book and ask you a question." Wu Wugong's eyes were bright, like a prairie fire. "Good nephew, with your clever mind, you should be able to answer it, right?"

Yan Jiubian's breathing became stagnant.

His head was blank, yet churning like paste.He knew that Jin Wusu had always had a photographic memory and was too clever, but he never thought that Wu Wugong would use this to test him!

The words on the scroll were as dense as ant flies, crawling chaotically on his heart.Yan Jiubian gritted his teeth violently, he cut Jin Wuqian into pieces first, and then felt like sweating profusely.

Wouldn't it kill him to write down these dense and small characters at a glance, and remember every word?

Seeing that it was difficult to fool the past, Yan Jiubian sneered: "Uncle Wu, this..."

"Could it be that you think it's easy and a piece of cake?" Wu Wugong grinned and called the waitress again with a wave of his hand.

"Come on, bring him another volume of "Wei Liao Zi"!"

Yan Jiubian became silent like a duck being grabbed by the neck suddenly.

Cold sweat has quietly slipped from the tip of the nose.Yan Jiubian's face suddenly changed, and he was furious in his heart.Just now he wanted to confuse him with sweet words, but he didn't want Wu Wugong to test him to the end, so he threw a rock at his own foot instead.

"Have you finished reading it?" Waiting for Yan Jiu to flip through the scrolls in a daze, Wu Wugong closed the scrolls and asked with a smile.

"Slightly...remember some."

"Nephew, you don't need to be humble in front of your uncle. I know how clever you are, and you can learn everything by heart. If you have a lot of energy, why hide it and only use it?"

Wu Wugong opened "Wei Liao Zi", and asked with a smile: "Heavenly official, the last sentence."

This book is not considered long and cumbersome, and the test is the first chapter, so Yan Jiubian actually had some impressions, and he stuttered: "...it's called time...people...personnel affairs."

"The first sentence of the soldier's talk."

"Measure...the land is fertile and...establish a town and build a city."

Wu Wugong nodded in satisfaction, then asked. "Leopard Tao · Di Wu, the Grand Duke is the first to answer."

This time Yan Jiubian was really sweating profusely, in terms of knowledge and memory, he was only mediocre, he really couldn't remember what words were written on the scroll.

The more silent he is, the more he feels like sitting on pins and needles.Yan Jiubian's heart beat wildly, his complexion turned blue, Wu Wugong's eyes were like swords, as if they could pierce right into his heart.

"Don't you remember? How could you not remember? If you are really the Golden Crow, it would be hard to forget even if you just glanced at it!"

The leader of the Martial League laughed and asked him, but Yan Jiubian could clearly see his fists and veins, which were hideous and terrifying.These two hands have held the sharpest sword in the world, once the Great Heavenly Sword is released, there will be golden light diffused, dragons and tigers roar, and it is easy and happy to cut off other people's heads.

"Remember...remember." Yan Jiubian said hastily.He took a long breath and lifted his neck pretending to be relaxed.

In an instant, he quietly flew up to the zenith.

In the end, Yan Jiubian retracted his neck timidly and guiltily, and said in a weak voice. "...The good ones win, and the bad ones perish. That's the sentence, right?"

If someone looked up, they would find a cobweb-like silver thread knotted between the beams, thin and dense, faintly showing words.It turned out that Yan Jiubian secretly manipulated the silver thread when turning the pages of the book, and had tied the characters on the zenith.

He didn't dare to use his unfinished string manipulation skills to fight against the leader, but he made a cheat sheet, and the joints were done once.

Wu Wugong smiled and said: "That's right! Sure enough, the words are correct!" He smiled and closed the pages of the book, and handed it back to the bookcase beside him.

Yan Jiubian let out a sigh of relief.If Wu Wugong continues to test, he will have to show a lot of flaws.I don't know how much money it will cost to compile all these books into words.

But before he felt relaxed and calmed down, he heard Wu Wugong say loudly, "Nephew, I know you have a deep hatred for Houtianlou, but if you don't have a good foundation to support, this hatred will really be hard to avenge. I remember that you used to take the path of masculinity and masculinity, and what you wanted most was a move that burst out with all your strength, but it's a pity that you tend to go astray and fall into evil ways."

The leader of the Martial League rolled up his sleeves and stretched out a pair of big, sturdy palms.Yan Jiubian felt that something was wrong, but he was held down by a firm hand, unable to move.

Although he had a friendly smile on his face, his hairs were standing on end, and he felt like a fish on a chopping board, jumping around needlessly.

Wu Wugong stared into Yan Jiubian's eyes, and said with a bold smile:

"That's it, Jinwu. You give me a palm, and let Uncle let me test your current skill!"