042: Eight Horses of the Son of Heaven Broken Iron Sword
A sedan swayed around the noisy streets of the busy city, turned into an old narrow alley, and disappeared in the misty rain.
This old alley is half narrower than the previous main street. The aroma of tea overflows in the alley, and the shops along the road are mainly tea shops, filled with tea drinkers.
In the aisles of many shops, there will also be tea masters making tea.
Or there are vendors selling all kinds of general merchandise, which looks bustling and noisy, even though the sparrow is small, it has all the internal organs.
The sedan squeezed through the crowd and drove into an increasingly remote teahouse.
When rounding a corner, the curtain of the sedan seemed to open suddenly.
A black shadow passed under the curtain, quietly turned into another dark alley, jumped up slightly, climbed over the wall, and landed in a deserted courtyard to stop.
After a while, the faint autumn rain carried a faint sound of conversation in the courtyard and spread quietly.
"Plans have changed and operations have been cancelled."
"Why? You must know that things will change later. I have gone through a lot of hard work this time... just in case..."
"The conference is about to be held, and everything is based on the instructions from above. If the conference ends perfectly, our faction will dominate the Southern Territory. These actions will be more convenient.
You should settle down first and wait until the Lord Protector is free in half a month..."
"okay, I get it."
...
The misty rain stopped at dusk.
In the evening, a bright moon hangs high in the sky.
The sky is an ethereal and calm autumn night sky with a sparse moon and stars.
The ground was filled with bustling human fireworks and bustling crowds.
A large number of people came from all over the world to witness the grand event of the Snow and Sword Discussion, which boosted the commercial prosperity of this usually cold southern town.
Inns, restaurants, tea shops, casinos, art buildings and even the rather shady Leopard Room are all crowded with merchants and overcrowded.
"Selling candied haws on a stick~Selling candied haws on a stick~for one penny per bunch, hey miss, do you want candied haws on a stick?"
"Stinky tofu, stinky tofu that smells good in your mouth. It costs two cents to buy a big bowl. If it doesn't taste good, you don't have to pay. Come and try it..."
Chu Yanjin breathed in the scent of stinky tofu floating in the air, with a smile on his face and a leisurely attitude as he walked among the crowds of people like crucian carp crossing the river.
It's rare to slow down, enjoy the fireworks of this world, and see the various aspects of life around you.
I saw restaurants lined up on both sides of the street, with wine flags flying. The waiters inside were so busy that they couldn't even touch the floor, and there was an endless stream of customers coming in and out.
Further away, at the corner near the bustling area along the Qunhe River, one can hear the melodious singing of singers and the melodious sound of the piano from time to time.
Chu Yanjin stepped over with his hands behind his hands.
You can often hang out in the art buildings and teahouses decorated with lights and colorful decorations.
I politely declined a group of girls who were soliciting customers at the door, making all kinds of charming gestures and seductive eyes.
Then I asked about the latest teas in the nearby teahouse, and tasted the exotic tea fragrance. I was satisfied, and left in style, heading straight to the Wanbaolou antique shop in the city.
In the past, when he couldn't find spiritual stones, he would extract weak spiritual energy from some antiques that contained spirituality and old medicinal materials, accumulating small amounts into large amounts and slowly accumulating them.
However, antiques and old medicinal materials are all valuable items, and there is not much aura among such items.
If things go on like this, with his net worth, it is quite difficult to collect it.
Therefore, he had already switched from purchasing antique medicinal materials directly to frequenting antique shops to pay some silver to 'appreciate' them.
Just leave as soon as you finish the reward, so you can save a lot of money.
...
After a cup of tea.
Chu Yanjin showed his Wanbao Tower VIP token and was respectfully invited into the store.
Already disguised as an old smoker with a sallow face, he kicked off his boots, squatted on the chair in an extremely inelegant manner, and let the waiter light expensive Eastern Tobacco for him, puffing away at the smoke.
After the boy, a beautiful maid offered him some fragrant tea, which made him feel very comfortable.
The deputy landlord who was waiting on the side saw that although this man had an inelegant posture, he showed a noble air while smoking and drinking tea, which was beyond the reach of a small family, and the smile on his face became even stronger.
He immediately greeted his servants attentively and brought over a dozen valuable antiques.
However, there are everything from small porcelain or lamp ornaments to large swords and even antique utensils like saddles and shields.
They all look quite old.
Chu Yanjin's eyes lit up when he saw the saddle.
He immediately jumped off his chair and walked over to admire it, but when the deputy host hesitated and hesitated to speak, he immediately started to do it.
After poking around and looking around, I immediately sensed the extremely abundant spirituality in it through the Xuanwu Dao Fruit.
Spirituality is no better than aura.
But spirituality can give birth to aura.
Just like some geomantic treasures created by heaven and earth, with abundant spirituality, jade or other precious resources will naturally be born.
It's a pity that Luoyu is cursed. No matter how spiritual the place is, it can't produce spirit stones. Only deep underground can there be unexplored spirit stone veins in the past.
It seems that although the spiritual energy in this saddle is abundant, if it were converted into spiritual energy, Chu Yanjin estimated that it might only have only a dozen points.
But this is an extremely rare discovery, which proves that the saddle is very old, or that the owner who rode the saddle in the past was of extremely high status.
"I have a good eye. This saddle is the saddle that the emperor of Qi Zhaoguo used to ride on.
Look at the patterns carved on the saddle. These are the horses of the emperor. They are divided into red Ji, Tao Li, Bai Yi, Yu Lun, Shan Zi, Qu Huang, Hua Liu and Green Er. These eight horses are all distinguished by their coat colors.
I thought it was a name..."
When the deputy landlord finished speaking with a smile, he noticed that Chu Yanjin shook his head and said with a lack of interest, "It turns out that it is something that a dead person has sat on. It has no use. I am not interested."
The deputy landlord and several servants were dumbfounded.
This is an antique, so since it has become an antique, of course it is something used by dead people. Isn’t this guy here to cause trouble?
Chu Yanjin casually picked up another ancient sword, grinned and said, "This seems pretty good..."
This sword is indeed pretty good, and its spiritual content is about half that of the Emperor's Saddle.
The deputy host immediately introduced with a smile, "I have a good eye, this sword is a broken iron sword, a famous ancient sword.
It looks like a knife, with only one side having a blade and the other side having a narrow groove on the back.
You see, there is a wide groove printed in the middle of the sword body, and the workmanship is very particular. "Guide to Boxing and Swords" says: "This sword is very ancient in shape, has rigidity and softness, and can be bent freely. Holding it with both hands, it can be used in all directions."
This was used by ancient generals...
Ah, no, this is the iron-folding sword that is suitable for the current general and ranger to collect."
Chu Yanjin rolled his eyelids, "Ancient general? Whose name is it? Which general?"
Deputy landlord: "Ah, this..."
Chu Yanjin quickly picked up another dagger that still had a sharp edge and said, "This dagger seems to be better, small and sharp..."
The spirituality contained in this dagger is about one-third of that of the iron-breaking sword.
The deputy host continued to introduce patiently, "Sir, this dagger is called a ram's horn dagger, which is a famous dagger in ancient times.
"Yu Chu Zhi": "A nun gave Nie Yinniang a ram's horn dagger, which was three inches wide. She hid the dagger behind her head without any new injuries, so she pulled it out immediately after using it."
If you really want it, we can also give you some discounts on top of being a VIP..."
Chu Yanjin rolled his eyelids and said, "Look, I look like someone who is short of money?"
The deputy host's face froze, and he immediately didn't bother to introduce it any more. He just watched Chu Yanjin play with and appreciate the antiques one by one.
After half a stick of incense.
The deputy landlord and several servants breathed a sigh of relief and saw each other off with smiles on their faces. Chu Yanjin left with Shi Shiran holding the wooden box containing the iron-folding sword.
He had already drained all the spiritual energy from the dozen or so antiques he had just looked at. He had obtained approximately dozens of spiritual energy, which was a huge harvest, comparable to half of a low-grade spiritual stone.
However, the antique shops in this city were also harvested by him.
The reason why I still spent a huge amount of money to buy the iron-folding sword was based on the principle of "once it's like a lifetime, it's like a second time, and you won't hesitate to do a kind transaction again".
Although antiques are still antiques without spirituality and will not wither like herbs, they still consume other people's energy.
But...if it's the poster in Yancheng who has a better relationship with the prince...
"Although the matter of the Eighth Prince has come to an end, the mastermind behind the scenes is definitely the crown prince, King Beixi, and Chu Ying's eldest brother Chu Qin. I will have to settle this debt with him later..."
While his thoughts were wandering, Chu Yanjin bought some stinky tofu and ate it before returning to the inn.
After bathing, he sat cross-legged indoors, sniffing the calming incense and falling into concentration, feeling his increasingly strong and powerful body, and immersing his thoughts in the Xuanwu Dao Fruit in the sea of consciousness...