The prince is very fierce

The tree has no roots, the willow has no leaves.

No one calls this name, it's too desolate.

Xu Buling knew that this was a pseudonym, but this name suited this eccentric young swordsman very well.

Liu Wuye looked like a Populus euphratica growing in thousands of miles of yellow sand. She was left alone with no relatives or friends, and she also showed a stubbornness that would last for thousands of years. She was obviously full of desolation, but she still had a smile on her face.

Cui Xiaowan opened the car window a little, glanced at the two people standing by the bonfire, and said:

"Hey, are you having any trouble?"

Liu Wuye kept his eyes on Xu Buling and did not turn around when he heard the voice, because he had already seen that the woman in the car did not know martial arts and was not worthy of attention.

Xu Buling turned his head and said with a smile:

"This is my wife, making Brother Liu laugh."

Liu Wuye did not answer, but looked at Xu Buling's hand and the straight knife inserted on the side:

"You also use a knife?"

Xu Buling looked at his drunken bamboo sword and nodded:

"Know a little."

"How many will it be?"

Liu Wuye lifted up his raincoat slightly and placed his right hand on the black ink handle, ready to go.

It seems that he is still a martial arts fanatic.

Xu Buling found Liu Wu** pleasing to his eye, and he didn't want to destroy a martial arts fanatic's desire to pursue martial arts, so he spread his hands:

"It's enough to kill a few horse bandits, but I'm afraid it's not enough to deal with Brother Liu."

Liu Wuye lost interest when he saw that Xu Buling refused to fight. Without saying a word, he turned around and walked towards Qiufeng Town.

The most interesting thing about Jianghu is not the fighting and killing, but the various people and things.

Xu Buring finally met a charming stranger, and he didn't want to forget about each other in the world, so he tried to persuade him to stay:

"Brother Liu, do you drink?"

Liu Wuye paused for a moment and turned around:

"What wine?"

"Broken jade burning, you can't buy it in Mobei."

No one in the world can resist Duanyushu, which burns the heart, lungs, lungs, and throat. Those who have never had it want to take a sip, and those who have had it can’t quit.

Liu Wuye hesitated for a moment, turned around, and walked to the bonfire again:

"I'll save you once, I'll share a bowl of wine with you."

Xu Buling raised the corner of his mouth and smiled, turned around and took out the tea-green wine gourd from the car that he was usually reluctant to drink, and brought two more wine bowls.

Liu Wuye sat on the ground next to the bonfire with hot water, put a single sword on his lap, and took off his bamboo hat.

The face under the bamboo hat is very delicate. She looks to be less than twenty years old, with a bit of femininity. Like all Northern Qi men, her hair is long and shawl. If she doesn't definitely have an Adam's apple, it is normal for a woman to be mistaken for a masculine one.

Xu Buling placed the wine bowl on the snow, poured the clear wine from the gourd, dropped it into the wine bowl, and started talking:

"Brother Liu, where are you from? He is very skilled in martial arts despite his age."

Liu Wuye was silent for a moment, but said calmly: "At the foot of Tianshan Mountain, it's far away from here. You may not have heard of it."

Xu Bu Ling was slightly surprised.

Tianshan is quite far from here, but it is quite close to Xu Buling's home, just outside the sandbank. King Su is to the south of Tianshan, and Northern Qi is to the north of Tianshan.

As the eldest son of Prince Su, Xu Buling naturally faces off against Prince You all the year round.

The area near Tianshan Mountain is already considered a very remote area, with a sparse population and only a handful of large families. Liu is not a popular surname. Xu Buling only remembered that there was an Imperial Shang family with the surname Liu who took root there and traveled to the Western Regions. The business in Northern Qi can be regarded as one of the more prominent families in Northern Qi.

Judging from Liu Wuye's face, he was obviously from the Central Plains, and his ancestors must have migrated north from the Central Plains. Moreover, he is "poor in literature and rich in martial arts". He has outstanding martial arts at a young age and has not yet turned into a dark-skinned rough man. He has no money to accumulate.

Thinking of this, Xu Buling smiled: "I have traveled all over the world, and I have actually been near Heicheng. I heard that there is a big merchant named Liu there. The owner of the family is Liu Shanpu, the imperial merchant of Daqi. Could it be Brother Liu? Is it related to the Liu family?"

Liu Wuye frowned slightly, obviously not expecting Xu Buring to be so knowledgeable. He was silent for a moment and shook his head slightly:

"It's okay, drink."

"hehe."

Seeing this, Xu Buling didn't ask any more questions. He picked up the wine bowl and touched it with Liu Wuye.

The strong drink entered his throat, seeming to tear his lungs apart.

Liu Wuye was just like the kumiss on the grassland. He took a big sip very boldly. The result was like all those who drank Duan Yushao for the first time. His face instantly turned red from suppressing it, and the sweat on his forehead started to fall. He gritted his teeth and endured it for a moment before regaining his breath:

"What a strong drink, it lives up to its reputation."

Xu Bu Ling had a smile on his face. He had seen many scenes like this in Sun's shop in the past, but now that he saw it again, he still found it very interesting. No matter they are top masters or ants in the world, they are all equal in front of Duan Yushao, and they will definitely say "well-deserved" after drinking.

Cui Xiaowan leaned in the carriage and watched the two grown men drinking. She felt a little greedy and licked her lips:

"Lao Xu, I also want to drink."

Lao Xu?

Do you want a wife or not...

Xu Bu Ling's eyes looked strange, but he felt relieved after thinking that he had just introduced Cui Xiaowan as his wife. He stood up, took out Xiao Muwan, poured half a bowl, and handed it to Cui Xiaowan in the car window:

"Drink slowly, this is much stronger than your peach blossom wine."

"I drank it."

Cui Xiaowan held the small bowl in both hands, took a sip, and then looked at the little sparrow standing on her shoulder:

"Would you like some?"

The little sparrow shook its head. It had just flown for a long time and didn't even bother to scream.

Liu Wuye sat in front of the bonfire, watching the scene of the 'couple' loving each other. For some reason, his eyes dimmed slightly, and he turned his head to look at the flames, silently.

Xu Buling returned to sit down by the campfire, thought for a while, and asked:

"Why is Brother Liu here?"

Liu Wuye glanced at the corpse on the ground: "I was passing by just now, and when I saw these people going out together, I knew I was targeting someone, so I stopped by to take a look."

As he spoke, Liu Wuye looked at Chai Feng Ma, who was pulling the cart.

In order to keep out the cold and cover its tracks, the Feng Chai Horse was also wrapped in a layer of cloth. Its gray head and face were not eye-catching, but if you sit up close and take a closer look, you can still see that the Feng Chai Horse's body is too large, and it is rare to see it in Mobei. .

Horses and weapons are one of the important factors that distinguish people in Jianghu. Clothes and shoes can be tattered, but no one dares to use them as tools for escaping or killing people. Generally speaking, the better the horse, the higher the status or martial arts, otherwise it is just giving mounts to others.

After Liu Wuye looked carefully for a few times, he narrowed his eyes slightly:

"The horse is good. What does Brother Xu do? He doesn't look like an ordinary person."

Xu Buring smiled: "I was originally a wandering knight, doing some small business as escorts. In autumn, my wife contracted the cold and became ill. Ordinary doctors can't cure it. I heard a few days ago that there was someone in the capital. A piece of thousand-year-old agarwood can cure all diseases, so I thought of taking her to Guiyan City to see it. "

Liu Wuye turned to look at Cui Xiaowan who was drinking a sip. He could indeed see the emptiness of his physique. He frowned:

"There is a thousand-year-old agarwood paperweight in Guiyan City, but if it is placed in the royal study room of the palace, your trip will be in vain."

Liu Wuye is obviously not an ordinary ranger. He has such martial arts at a young age. Even if he has no family background, he is still a guest that is competed for by various factions. He is not ordinary even if he thinks he is ordinary.

When Xu Buring heard this, he knew that Liu Wuye was related to the Northern Qi court, and maybe he was from the government. He blinked and said with a smile:

"Really? This is troublesome. But your life is at stake, so you have to go and try. As long as the Imperial Master is not here, there is no chance."

Liu Wuye shook his head gently, as if he were looking at a foolish young man who didn't know the heights of the world:

"The Imperial Advisor has been returning to Yancheng recently. If you go there, you will die. Furthermore, even if the Imperial Advisor is not here, Da Qi's capital is not much worse than Dayue's Chang'an City. If you can just walk to the monarch's frame casually, the two countries will Why do we need to fight each other?"

Xu Buling was a little confused: "Didn't the Imperial Master fight with Dayue in the pass? Why did he return to the capital?"

Liu Wuye took a sip of wine, shook his head and said:

"The Imperial Master is such a powerful person, how could I know the reason? However, a few days later, for the crowning ceremony of Prince Jiang Du, princes from all over the world will go to the capital to congratulate me. I heard that there are people coming from Dayue, I guess it has something to do with it. ”

Prince Jiang Du is the eldest son of Northern Qi monarch Jiang Lin. According to the Jiang family's clan laws, the eldest son and his queen will be named princes and gradually come into contact with military and political affairs, which is considered a very important matter.

Xu Buling paid attention to Liu Wuye's words and found that when he mentioned Jiang Du's name, he instinctively sounded a bit close to her. It was not like he was talking about a stranger, and he should have some relationship with Jiang Du.

Xu Buling thought about it secretly and continued to ask:

"Dayue and Daqi are fighting fiercely. How could they send someone here to congratulate them? Could it be that Dayue is afraid of being beaten and has come to ask for peace?"

Liu Wuye shook his head:

"How can I, a Jianghu man, know about the affairs of the imperial court?"

Seeing this, Xu Buling stopped asking any more questions. He was not sure whether the envoys of the four eastern kings had arrived in Northern Qi. According to the time, they should not have arrived yet. If you want to know this, I am afraid you have to go to Liang near Huluhai. Cheng Cheng inquired about where Prince You of the Northern Qi Dynasty was based.

After a bowl of wine, both of us were sweating.

Xu Buling picked up the wine gourd and wanted to pour another bowl for Liu Wuye.

Liu Wuye raised his hand to block the wine bowl:

"You can't buy this wine in Mobei. Just give it a try to avoid getting addicted and worrying about it for the rest of your life."

Cui Xiaowan had been sitting in the carriage watching. After hearing this, she said crisply:

"I was quite good at Taoism in my middle age, and in my later years I came home to the southern border of the mountains. I went alone every time I was in a good mood, knowing that I would succeed in vain. When I walked to a water-poor place, I would sit and watch the clouds rise. Occasionally, I would visit Lin Sou, and we would talk and laugh without return.

What Jianghu people want is to be carefree and casual. With a knife in their hand, they can't go anywhere in the world. How can they worry about a bowl of wine all their lives? "

These words are Cui Xiaowan's heartfelt words. Although she is not a Jianghu person, she has always been like this.

But how many people in the world can be as carefree and happy as Cui Xiaowan?

Even Xu Bu Ling couldn't do it.

Liu Wuye was obviously worried about something, so he couldn't just "walk to the waterless place and sit and watch the clouds rise" without restraint.

Liu Wuye was silent for a moment. After all, he did not accept any more wine from Xu Buling. He stood up, inserted the knife into his waist, pulled his hat, and walked towards the wilderness:

"See you again if we are destined."

"Walk slowly."

Xu Buling stood up, watched Liu Wuye's back disappear into the night, shook his head and sighed softly...

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