The so-called martial arts world also has levels. There are different levels of three, six, and nine. The low-level ones are like small gangs like the Sea Sand Giant Whale, Five Tigers, and the Broken Door Knife. Their goal is to make a name for themselves and attract wealth. The higher-level ones are like
Even the famous big gangs, such as the Wudang Kunlun Emei and other sects, have great families and businesses, and have connections with the imperial court. No matter how high-ranking they are, they are like Mu Ying, who is ambitious and has great ambitions to change the dynasty.
A kind of martial arts personage who is even more advanced than them is a worldly expert like Ye Tianxing who is obsessed with martial arts research and does not care about the secular world. Moreover, such people usually have some quirks. As long as they have the right temperament,
I can cut off your head, but if you offend him, even if you are the emperor, I will go into the palace and kill you.
The martial arts that the master hermit has studied have long been superb, far beyond what most people can imagine. The world is so big, there are all kinds of wonders, only imaginable, and nothing is impossible. In the remote Gobi Desert of the Western Region, there are countless profound martial arts classics buried, hidden
There are countless great masters who have understood the essence of martial arts.
And Ye Tianxing is a person who has just entered the master level, and still has some common sense and emotions, so it is still possible to ask him to take action. If you want to ask those swordsmen who live in seclusion in the Tianshan Mountains to take action, I am afraid that the entire Southern Han Dynasty will be destroyed.
The imperial court packed it up and sold it, but it couldn't afford to hire anyone.
Ye Tianxing, nicknamed Kuai Sword Prodigal Son in his early years, had only three hobbies in his life, beauties, swords, and fine wine. In order to satisfy himself, he once took over some murderous jobs, but the price was extremely high. I heard that the minimum price was three hundred taels of gold, and only higher than
Not low, no bargaining.
After so many years, I'm afraid the price of Kuai Jian Luangzi will rise again, but it doesn't matter, as long as he is willing to take it, it is said to be three hundred taels of gold, and even three thousand taels, the Southern Han Dynasty also recognized it.
"So, where can we find such a suitable person?" asked a minister.
"I heard that Ye Tianxing has been in Hangzhou recently. He must have stayed in the Gobi desert for a long time. He wanted to go to the south of the Yangtze River to experience the colorful flowers and green willows and the clouds of beauties."
"Well, let's put up a notice in Hangzhou immediately, asking him to come out!"
"You must not make a big show of it. Firstly, Ye Tianxing is not waiting for an idle person, and secondly, it will easily attract the attention of the north. You must know that their military command department does not work for free."
"So, is there any way to find Ye Tianxing and convince him to do something for us?"
Mu Ying chuckled, her eyes shining with confidence: "I have a great idea."
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Two days later, in Hangzhou Prefecture, on Yuelun Mountain by the Qiantang River, the tall and majestic Liuhe Pagoda was graceful and magnanimous. A gust of wind blew by, and the one hundred and four iron bells on the eaves of the tower jingled, which was unique.
Yunmei, a unique event is being held here.
It is said that three days ago, a businessman from Huguang pawned his ancestral sword to a local pawnshop because he had no money to return to his hometown. This man did not know the goods and only offered a price of one hundred taels of silver. Mr. Chaofeng of Hangzhou Prefecture was not a vegetarian.
He could tell at a glance how precious the sword was, so he spent one hundred and fifty taels of silver and a half-worn cotton-padded jacket to pawn the sword.
This sword has been unanimously identified by several antique experts in Hangzhou Prefecture and confirmed to be an ancient sword from the Warring States Period, and it was the personal sword of the overlord King Gou Jian of Yue.
Even a three-year-old child knows the story of Gou Jian, the king of Yue, who endured hardships while sleeping on a salary. His sword was naturally priceless, so the pawnshop owner held a sword appreciation meeting on the Liuhe Pagoda to entertain friends from all walks of life and share the thousand-year-old sword.
It is said to be an appreciation, but it is actually an auction, but the name is more elegant.
There are many rich people in Suzhou and Hangzhou, and even more people who love antiques and treasures. In order to entertain these distinguished guests, the organizers invited Li Qiuying, the top girl in Hangzhou brothels with both sex and art, to join the fun, and also spent a huge sum of money to buy a jar of treasures.
Thirty years of aging.
How could such a grand event not become famous far and wide? When it was held, the area around the Six Harmonies Pagoda was already crowded with people. Most of the people were not qualified to enter the tower to enjoy the beautiful music and thirty-year-old wine. They were just joining in the fun nearby.
The grand meeting was held. Under the Six Harmonies Pagoda, dozens of well-dressed guests were sitting, including many young martial arts heroes in white clothes and holding swords. The host first invited Li Qiuying to come out and play a tune and sing a song to cheer up, and then started
Open that jar of thirty-year-old wine.
A rich mellow aroma floated out, and this smell alone was enough to make people drunk. This aged wine was no longer in liquid form, but a white wine paste, like amber. When poured into the golden cup, it trembled slightly, rising above the cup.
There are many, but this kind of wine ointment cannot be eaten. If you eat it, you will really die. You must mix it with alcohol.
One pound of wine ointment and forty pounds of newly brewed white wine were blended to create a fragrant fragrance that spread far and wide. Even the onlookers from a distance sniffed greedily with their noses raised and said it was really fragrant.
Sipping the wine and listening to the ditty (,1＜＞1t;xgt;m), the sword finally appeared.
Two servants carefully brought something over, which was covered with red silk in a dignified manner. When they opened it, they found an antique black box with a simple shape and long decayed corners. It looked like an ancient relic.
Opening the wooden box, a cold air hit their faces. This was the sword's inherent murderous aura. The two servants couldn't help but stumbled back two steps. They calmed down before stepping forward again and taking out the sword.
The sword is only two and a half feet long, and its shape is very different from today's long swords. It has an ancient flavor. The sword is covered with regular black diamond-shaped dark patterns. The front of the sword is inlaid with blue gems, and the north side is inlaid with green.
There are two lines of bird seal inscriptions on the turquoise stone near the sword grid, but no one knows this ancient writing, so they can only see eight characters.
The proprietor stepped forward and explained: "This horoscope is the sword used by Yue King Zhen Qian. After appraisal by several old scholars in our Hangzhou Prefecture, it was confirmed that it was the sword used by Yue King Gou Jian."
As he said this, several pale old men in the guest seats nodded slightly and greeted the audience very reservedly. They seemed to be the academics responsible for the appraisal.
Log on to 6 and watch the genuine Wulin Empire together. A young knight in white clothes suddenly stood up and said: "Whether it is true or not cannot be concluded yet. I, the Fantasy Sword Alliance, would like to know how powerful this thousand-year-old sword is. Can I borrow it?"
I'll take a look."
Although the young hero's words were very provocative, the proprietor was not angry, but full of confidence: "Young knight, please forgive me, but the sword is sharp, so be careful not to scratch your hand."
The more he said this, the more disbelief the young hero became. He curled his lips in disdain, walked up to the stage, picked up the sword, and casually tested the sharpness on his thumb.
Tragedy happened.
The young hero's thumb was scratched without any suspense. Fortunately, he didn't use too much force, otherwise the thumb would have fallen off. With a slight scratch, blood flowed. The young hero looked pale and dejected, and went down to apply the gold on the sore.
The medicine is gone.
After this episode, people became more convinced that it was a real sword, so a gong sounded and the auction began.
The first person to bid was the young master of the Fantasy Sword Alliance, the young hero with a broken thumb. He doubled the base price of one hundred or two hundred gold to two hundred taels of gold.
Although the Fantasy Sword Alliance is the best in the world, compared to the wealthy Zhejiang plutocrats, it is still not enough. Three hundred taels, three hundred and fifty taels, four hundred taels, and five hundred taels. Everyone put in bids to drown out the young hero's bid.
, seeing the price being so high, the young hero had no choice but to quit in disgrace.
When the call came to seven hundred taels, no one was following. The proprietor was about to drop the hammer when suddenly a voice from behind the crowd shouted: "One thousand taels!"
Everyone turned around to see a fisherman wearing a bamboo hat, with a fishing basket on his back and a fishing rod in his hand. The bamboo hat covered his face. He looked like an ordinary citizen by the Qiantang River.
But if he could shout out the price of one thousand taels of gold, he was definitely not waiting for anyone to do it. Everyone was silent, waiting for the hammer to fall. However, another mysterious voice shouted: "One thousand five hundred taels."
The fisherman remained calm and continued to call out the price: "One thousand eight hundred taels."
The mysterious voice also continued: "Two thousand taels!"
Crazy! Even a thousand-year-old sword would not have such an outrageous price. Everyone shook their heads and lamented that there are so many crazy people in this world.
The fisherman obviously did not expect that someone would shout louder than himself. After a moment of silence, he stretched out his hand and shook it, signaling to give up.
With the sound of a gong, King Gou Jian of Yue finally sold the sword for two thousand taels of gold. The proprietor smiled happily, but the fisherman turned around and left without saying a word.
…
The man dressed as a fisherman walked to the river and was about to get on the boat when he suddenly stopped without turning around and said, "Why are you following me?"
Someone from behind responded: "Master Ye, I have something to ask you."
"Humph, is this game just to find me? It's too expensive."
"Master Ye Mingjian, I am Taihu Muying, the current general of the Han Dynasty. I have an unkind favor..."
"Stop talking, you want to threaten me with a broken sword. There's no way. I'm not a general, Mo Xie. If you like, just keep it for fun."
The more Ye Tianxing said this, the more Mu Ying knew, the general Mo Xie was a legendary thing after all, how could he compare to Gou Jian Sword.
"Master Ye misunderstood, please take a look."
Ye Tianxing turned around slightly and saw Mu Ying holding a black box in her hand. Inside was the Yue King Goujian Sword that had just been purchased for two thousand taels of gold.
"A small care is not disrespectful. A sword matches a hero, so please accept it with a smile."
Ye Tianxing was not polite at all. He reached for the sword, looked at it up and down, and sincerely praised: "It is indeed a good sword!"
Putting the sword into the fish basket casually, Ye Tianxing said: "I see you are a caring person and you want to ask me for anything."
Mu Ying was overjoyed and said hurriedly: "This is not the place to talk. Senior please move on. I have prepared some fine wine and Li Qiuying is with me. Let's talk slowly."
Ye Tianxing laughed: "You are still thoughtful and know my hobbies."
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For three days in a row, Ye Tianxing lived in Yayuan outside Hangzhou. Every day he drank fine wine and beautiful women, and spent thousands of taels of silver on a meal. Even a worldly master like Ye Tianxing was surprised by such lavish spending.
After all, he has short hands and a soft mouth. Ye Tianxing finally couldn't help but ask Mu Ying what he wanted to do.
When the time came, Mu Ying immediately knelt down and told Ye Tianxing with tears in her eyes the current crisis facing the Southern Han Dynasty, and begged him to do something important to save the Han family.
"What is going on?"
"Assassinate Yuan Feng, leader of the Northern Army!"