As the most complete wine table culture preserved in China for 5,000 years, Yan Bing felt it was necessary to take this opportunity to "teach a lesson" to the other party. Of course... This lesson is not in vain, the main purpose is two...
One is to take advantage of the other party being drunk and get some useful information out
As for the other one...
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"Brother Musashi! What else did our Tokugawa brother say? Didn't he think about trying hard... and just kill me??"
"I thought about it...how could I not think about it? Of course...I thought about it...hiccup~!"
At this time, Miyamoto Musashi's eyes were blurred and his cheeks were red... There was no need for Yan Bing to persuade him to drink. After chatting for a few words, he took the initiative to drink himself... After hiccups twice, he continued to point at Yan Bing and said intermittently: "But we are afraid... we are afraid of being revenged by your master... and even more afraid of being revenged by your Liang Kingdom... the whole country... hiccup~ So... we gave up in the end..."
Miyamoto Musashi waved his hand, and then touched his hand to the wine pot on the table, shaking it... and then he showed a look of disappointment...
"It's gone... hiccup~, it's gone, Yan Sang!! I'll give you another pot... another pot!"
"If you want, you want! Just tell you this truth, I have to continue this wine for you! But... before that, you have to do me a little favor..." Yan Bing said, slowly pressed the wine pot, and looked at Miyamoto Musashi with a smile...www.Bayizw.????m
Miyamoto Musashi looked at Yan Bing's "hot" eyes and then frowned... and said in embarrassment: "What's the busy thing...? I'll say it first... I, Miyamoto Musashi! I have always only sold my skills but not my body!"
"Ahhhhh!" When he heard this, Yan Bing, who had just smiled softly, turned his head and spat on his face and spitted on his face...
"With your appearance, who wants your body? What I want is your art!!"
After saying that, with a wave of his hand, the guard who had been serving in front of the tent for a long time immediately understood and quickly put down the wine jar, took out a samurai sword from the cabinet and placed it in front of the two of them...
"This is seized by my subordinates on the battlefield... What is it... a famous sword in the world... But I don't understand the tricks in your samurai swords, so I want you to help me recognize it..."
As soon as he heard the four words "famous swords of the world", Miyamoto Musashi's eyes immediately returned to a few traces of clarity. He quickly raised his hand and picked up one of them and pulled out the scabbard!
For a moment, the lights were like shadows and the blade was like brilliance!
The light refracted from the treasure knife actually covered the oil lamp in the tent... This "difficult appearance" alone is enough to prove the extraordinaryness of this knife!
"This... this is... Nagasoya... Tortoki!?? Real or fake!" Miyamoto Musashi gently stroked the inscription on the back of the knife, his face full of disbelief...
Yan Bing then raised his glass and took a sip, then said with a smile: "I don't know either...so you are going to ask you... Brother Musashi..."
"That young man... take a closer look..."
"Please..."
"good!!"
As he spoke, Miyamoto Musashi seemed to wake up most of the wine in an instant. He quickly lowered his head and picked up a chopstick, aiming at the staple on the shank of the knife, and then he clenched it! With a "ding" sound, the staple was stabbed by the chopsticks, and carefully removed the shank head. Then there were circles of shark skins, two pieces of slinging eyes stuck in the middle, and finally the entire shank and handguard...
The inscriptions hidden under the hilt of the knife were also revealed in front of people... Chinese characters were like knives and chisels, marking the year and month of the knife being formed. Not only that, the next chapter... It also contains the haiku of the knife craftsman Hu Ke...
"The moon is like dust, and it leaves a moment of light in the world..."
"Real product!! This must be authentic, Yansang undoubtedly!!" Miyamoto Musashi was so excited at this time that he was like a child, holding this samurai sword without a knife and slashing it in the air several times! Listening to the whistling wind in the air, he looked enjoyed!
"Please be careful... don't chop the table inadvertently! I'm not full yet..." Yan Bing complained, picking up the chopsticks and quickly scattered two more bites of the dish, then slapped his cheeks while chewing them out, and vaguely said three words...
"I'm giving it to you..."
"Yan Sang...what did you say just now?"
Yan Bing raised his chopsticks and pointed at Toruto in Miyamoto Musashi's hand, and shouted loudly: "I said this knife!! I'm giving it to you!!"
Miyamoto Musashi was stunned, looked down at the sword in his hand, looked up at Yan Bing, and finally walked to the table without saying a word, slowly put the sword back into the handguard and the handle, put it into the sheath, then put it on the table, and said loudly: "The head of the family Yu Xiaosheng has the kindness of knowing it... Xiaosheng will not betray the head of the family!!"
"Who said you would betray your head!? Have I ever said that? Brother Musashi, you are drunk!?" Yan Bing looked at Miyamoto Musashi with a mocking expression...
After all, if she really wants Tokugawa Ieyasu to die, she has ten thousand ways to kill the other party... Why do she have to poach and alert the enemy?
"Why... what does Yansang mean?"
"Nothing! I just tried to play a few tricks with you... Aren't you not a good guy? Now... you have..." Yan Bing raised his hand and pointed at Hu Che, then showed a bad smile on his face...
Miyamoto Musashi suddenly realized when he heard this!
But soon... I quickly pretended to be calm and refused, "Yan Sang, Xiaosheng is a second-dao Liu... Now that I only have this one..."
Before Miyamoto Musashi finished speaking, Yan Bing waved again, and a short-blade rib was placed on the table by the soldiers...
"Guoguang! You must have heard of this name. This one is easier to recognize. I think you... don't need to remove the knife anymore, right?"
After saying that, Yan Bing stopped talking nonsense, picked up Qingxuan beside him and walked out of the tent...
"You win, you take away both knives! If you lose... I promise you... this matter will not be known by anyone! I will go outside and wait for you..."
"Yan Sang!!"
With a sudden shout, Miyamoto Musashi called Yan Bing, and after hesitating for a while, he said tactfully: "Xiaosheng...but he has entered the Heavenly Realm..."
"You... are in the Central Plains beggar realm..."
"But here...is Hoku..."
"So what's wrong? Anyway, you even learned martial arts secretly from our Zhongyuan... It's just a change of name..."
"Bang!!"
Miyamoto Musashi, who was poked into the pain, was so angry that he smashed the handsome case in front of him with one punch...
Seeing this, the guards on the side just raised their eyebrows and then moved out a new one from behind...
When the coach told him what he was going to do today, he had already expected this scene... he had prepared in advance...
"Okay!! Today I will say this to Yansang, you! Xiaosheng will no longer bear it!!"
"Hey!! It would have been the right way... Let me take a good look... How many points of the charm have you stole..."
"ばか反—!!!"
With a roar, Miyamoto Musashi took advantage of the alcohol to pick up the two swords on the ground and strode out of the handsome tent...
Yan Bing... finally showed a "successful" smile...