Seeing Cheng Sanwu like this, everyone in the hall knew that he was the kind of ferocious knight-errant martial artist, definitely not comparable to the children of the aristocratic families who pretended to be Chang'an knight-errants. Cheng Sanwu, with his majestic figure and terrifying physical strength alone, was able to
It can shock everyone present.
For government servants, these kind of knight-errants who care little about life and death but value loyalty are the most troublesome. They act erratically and have no law. Some of them really dare to risk their lives for others just for a word or a meal.
No. But the trouble they cause often has to be dealt with by the government.
Qi County Lieutenant couldn't stand it any longer, so he raised his finger and scolded: "How outrageous! This is Chang'an, the imperial capital, how can you be allowed to act like this?"
"What's wrong with me?" Cheng Sanwu stepped up and slowly walked down the hall.
But every time he took a step, the whole courtyard shook slightly, and dust and fallen leaves rose up from the roof tiles. There were footprints half an inch deep on the two stone steps, as if the person who stepped out was not a short-bearded man.
, but a giant Nanzhao elephant with green skin and black hair, which can crush an ordinary person's head like a cantaloupe with just one kick.
The county government officials and Zaoyi were so frightened that they rolled and crawled out of the way. County Lieutenant Qi felt the subtle tremors coming from his feet. When he saw Cheng Sanwu approaching step by step, as if casting a large shadow, he instinctively reached out and drew his sword.
, stepped back and said: "Don't, don't come over!"
"Aren't you going to arrest me?" Cheng Sanwu stood still and asked, raising the chains wrapped around his arms.
Qixian Lieutenant is both afraid and hating at the moment. These knight-errant warriors who show off their tempers because of their high martial arts skills should all wear heavy yoke and be sent to the barren mountains and rivers to build roads and build cities!
Cheng Sanwu snorted disdainfully, and then came to Du Jianzhang again. This young master from the Du family in Jingzhao, his legs and feet were weak at the moment, and his face was covered in cold sweat. Even though he was holding a famous craftsman's sword, he didn't know how to deal with the enemy. He backed away a few times.
He hit the wall of the courtyard, realizing that he had no way to retreat, his teeth chattered, and his words even sounded like crying: "My father is Yu Shi Zhongcheng, if you dare to attack me, my father will let you die without a burial place."
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"Your dad, your dad, I know your dad!" Cheng Sanwu raised his hand and swung it, the iron chain wrapped around the Fenghua Sword, and he pulled his arms left and right and twisted his strength. Du Jianzhang felt the tiger's mouth shook violently, and the sword hilt was spinning.
When I took it off, I felt a burning pain in my palm.
Cheng Sanwu held the sword in his hand, then bent his elbow and shook his wrist, and stabbed Du Jianzhang with the sword. Danyu felt something, and made a loud cry of phoenix, which echoed in the courtyard. Du Jianzhang was so frightened that he pressed his back against the wall, closed his eyes and cried.
After a few strands of hair fell, Du Jianzhang dared to open his eyes. The Fenghua Sword stopped in front of the tip of his nose, and he could vaguely feel the sharp edge of the sword on his face. He also saw Lu Yingxuan, who was wearing a green shirt, approaching at some point.
The finger of the sword held in his hand was only a few inches away from Cheng Sanwu's elbow.
"I'm just playing around with him." Cheng Sanwu glanced sideways at the scholar in blue.
"I can tell." Lu Yingxuan replied with a smile.
"Then why did you take action?" Cheng Sanwu asked again.
"We are guests, so it's better not to have a dispute at the host's house." Lu Yingxuan suggested, "How about we stop together and sit down and have a cup of tea?"
"Okay." Cheng Sanwu answered simply, raised his wrist, and retracted the sword. Lu Yingxuan also stepped back and got out of the way.
The sudden change just now, many people present did not see it clearly. Fortunately, Chang Qing stood at a high place in the hall and could catch a glimpse - while Cheng Sanwu used his strength to seize the sword, Lu Yingxuan immediately made a move, his toes touched the ground, and his figure was almost like
It was approaching as if it were moving along the ground. Even with its wide robe and long sleeves, it was still not hindered at all. The speed of its movement was like an arrow leaving the string, easily passing through the crowd.
Lu Yingxuan held out his sword finger from his sleeve, and his inner energy was concentrated at one point. There was a faint Gangqi coming out of the fingertip, and it went straight to Cheng Sanwu's cubit point Quze, forcing the opponent to stop his sword move. If this finger was pointed accurately
Not only will the strength be disrupted, but the muscles and meridians will also be severely damaged. For an ordinary martial artist, the entire arm may be disabled on the spot.
Hongfan Academy, as the head of the inheritance of martial arts in the Central Plains, has brought together Confucian martial arts scriptures from ancient times to the present. Although Changqing was born in a Taoist sect, he also learned a lot about Confucian martial arts from Daguan Zhenren.
Among them is the first "Liuhe Lunheng", which emphasizes "breaking confusion and knowing the true and false". It cannot be described as profound and profound. Master Daguan even feels that "Liuhe Lunheng" is not a simple martial arts canon. Among them, "Leixu" and "Ganxu"
Articles such as these denounce the theory of ghosts and gods on the surface, but in fact they deduce the changes of qi and the use of magic.
Chang Qing was unable to identify the sword-finger moves, but he was good at detecting the changes in Qi movement. When Lu Yingxuan moved, the Qi movement was involved. It was more like a magic technique than a light skill, but it was difficult for ordinary warriors to distinguish.
Cheng Sanwu threw the iron chain and Fenghua Sword at Du Jianzhang's feet and said with a smile: "No matter how powerful your father is, it won't be of any use when it comes to life and death."
Du Jianzhang was so frightened that his liver and gallbladder burst. His face was filled with sweat and tears. He fell to the ground with his back against the courtyard wall. He did not dare to look directly at Cheng Sanwu and could not say a word.
Seeing that the situation was calming down, Yang Chongyi immediately asked everyone to move to another quiet courtyard and arranged for maids to serve. Pastries and fruits were displayed on the table, and a woman who was proficient in tea art lit a stove to make tea.
Cheng Sanwu didn't notice anyone else, and took the initiative to find a seat to sit down. He grabbed the cake and stuffed it into his mouth without paying attention to other people's eyes. Changqing sat down next to him and asked in a low voice: "When things get to this point, how can you
How do you plan to end it?”
"We'll wait until the dominatrix comes." Cheng Sanwu peeled off the oranges one after another and stuffed them into his mouth one after another: "Well, it's so sweet! Try it!"
Changqing took the oranges, but had no intention of eating or drinking, and just thought about it silently. In the distance, Yang Chongyi and Lu Yingxuan were whispering, and at the same time they ordered their servants to give gifts to other guests of Ginkgo Garden.
Although Du Jianzhang and the Qixian Lieutenant of Wannian County were also invited to the courtyard, they did not dare to sit down and rest. They each stared at Cheng Sanwu with fear and caution. But when Cheng Sanwu looked up
Go, these two people were so frightened that they averted their eyes again.
After a while, Yang Chongyi and Lu Yingxuan arrived and sat down with Cheng Sanwu. After some persuasion, Du Jianzhang and Qixian Lieutenant were seated together.
Six people gathered around a sandalwood plan, on which flowers, birds, fish and insects were painted with gold and silver clay, and figures were inlaid with mother-of-pearl. It was very luxurious, and the cups, plates and utensils on display were also very exquisite, comparable to those of princes and nobles.
However, the atmosphere was tense and awkward at the moment. Except for Cheng Sanwu who stuffed his mouth full of pastries and fruits, and the sound of sencha and boiling water nearby, no one took the initiative to speak.
Finally, Chang Qing broke the silence, raised her hands to Lu Yingxuan and asked: "Brother Lu studied martial arts at Hongfan Academy. Could it be that he was born in the Fan Yang Lu family?"
"Ashamed, I am only a descendant of a side branch and dare not join the main clan." Lu Yingxuan replied with a smile in return.
The Fanyang Lu family is a prominent family in Hebei that has been passed down for hundreds of years. It is famous for its intensive study of Confucian classics. The family members have held high positions and produced numerous celebrities. They are regarded as the first-class noble family in the world. Their descendants travel around the world and are famous for their talents and learning.
, those who entered officialdom were mostly important officials from the Qing Dynasty such as the school secretary.
It's just that someone like Lu Yingxuan would not be well received by his tribe if he worked as a guest for a wealthy businessman from Chang'an.
Someone started the conversation and the conversation continued. Yang Chongyi asked: "I heard that Mr. Changqing is a Taoist master of the Terma Palace. I wonder what his relationship is with Daguan Zhenren?"
"It's my master." Changqing replied proudly.
"Oops!" Yang Chongyi couldn't hold back and exclaimed, stood up and bowed: "In front of the Immortal Master's disciples, I am blind and ignorant, and I am disrespectful and disrespectful!"
Chang Qing just smiled in return. Looking at the other party's behavior, he obviously knew that the master was summoned by the emperor and was going to the palace to preach.
"I heard that Mr. Changqing came to Ginkgo Garden to appreciate the treasures?" Yang Chongyi said tactfully and did not mention buying a sword at all.
"I can't tell you about the tasting. But Yang Weng's collection really opened my eyes." Chang Qing said.
"It just so happens that I got a treasure a few days ago. I would like to ask you, sir, to take a look and give some advice." Yang Chongyi had obviously made preparations for him. He gestured with his palms, and a maid came with a box. After opening it, there was a box inside.
A piece of pure white brocade.
Changqing saw the other party nodding, so he reached out to take it, but felt that the tentacles were cold and smooth, as if holding ice, but not as biting and cold as ice and snow. After taking it out, he opened his eyes a little, and Cheng Sanwu also came over to take a look and asked:
"What the hell is this?"
"Is this... could it be ice cream?" Changqing pondered, then picked up a cup of tea from the table and poured it on the white brocade.
Even Cheng Sanwu couldn't help but stop him from doing this: "Hey, hey, hey! We can't afford to pay for it if it gets dirty... Huh?"
But I saw the light green tea soup flowing smoothly on the white brocade, without any wet beads, and it was as smooth as new.
"It doesn't get wet after being soaked in water. It is indeed ice." Changqing looked at Yang Chongyi. The other party did not show the slightest surprise because of his actions. He thought he had done something similar before: "Where did Yang Weng get this thing?"
Yang Chongyi twisted his beard and said with a smile: "I am a merchant from Qi. As for the origin of his name, I promise not to tell him. I hope you will forgive me."
"To the ground? That's right." Changqing thought thoughtfully.
"What on earth is this? What is it used for?" Cheng Sanwu touched it: "Hey, it's quite slippery!"
"This is ice silk, woven from the snow cocoons spun by ice silkworms in Yuanqiao Mountain. It has the magical effect of not getting soaked in water, not burned by fire, and not dirty by dust." Chang Qing explained: "If ice silk is used to make clothes,
The robe can also protect Qi, ward off evil spirits, and suppress inner demons. It is a magical protective robe that practitioners of Taoism can only encounter."
"Wow, what a good thing!" Cheng Sanwu said: "Why don't you quickly go to Yuanyishan Mountain and buy more?"
Changqing laughed angrily at these words: "Yuanqiao Mountain is the legendary overseas fairy mountain, and it is also known as Penglai, Yingzhou, Fanghu, and Daiyu. The Qin Emperor and the Han Dynasty visited the east several times and sent alchemists out to sea, just to find
In these five fairy mountains, I searched for the immortals and asked for the magic medicine, but in the end I spent tens of millions and still got nothing."
"Are you fooling a child?" Cheng Sanwu looked unbelieving: "It's not like I haven't seen similar gadgets in the Western Regions. Everyone said they were invulnerable to water and fire, and nine out of ten of them were coated with wax.
Juggling tricks.”
"This thing is real. I knew it as soon as I got my hands on it." Chang Qing's face was serious: "The theory of overseas fairy mountains may not be all fabricated out of thin air. The alchemists of Qin and Han Dynasties could not find it because the fairy mountains were hidden in caves and outside Liuhe.
Ordinary people are not allowed to enter through the door. Unless the Immortal Family takes the initiative to open the door, or changes in the circulation of heaven and earth cause the Immortal Mountain to appear in the human world by chance."
"Mr. Changqing's vision is extraordinary. With just a few words, I feel like I'm in a fairyland, and I can't help but think about it." Yang Chongyi praised.
"I have seen a few words about this ice silk in a book before. If it is not consistent with the description, I can't believe it." Changqing put the silk satin back into the box: "Yang Weng, please keep it safe. This thing is too valuable.
Even in the palace..."
Changqing kept silent. He suddenly realized that Yang Chongyi, as one of the four wealthy people in Chang'an, would definitely participate in the Weinan Treasure Fighting Competition in the future. Could it be that this ice ribbon is the treasure he wants to compete with?
Today's emperor yearns for immortality, and if he can offer this living immortal artifact, he will definitely be favored. No wonder Yang Chongyi refused to say clearly from whom he obtained this ice silk horse, because there must be a lot of involvement behind this object.
As the saying goes, what is good from above must be the same below. The emperor admires the immortal way, and all the officials, ministers and even wealthy businessmen will try their best to flatter them. As for obtaining such rare treasures from the immortal family, what exactly did they go through during the period, and how many people sacrificed their lives for it.
With blood and sweat, it is unimaginable.
Just like when Xingxui appeared in the Western Regions, An Quti, Prime Minister Lu and the British Duke sent out their men one after another to fight for it. How many people died? Changqing himself was almost harmed.
"Mr. Changqing is truly a master of Daguan. I have this anecdote of the Immortal Family at my fingertips. I will be able to brag to others in the future." Yang Chongyi chuckled and asked the maid to carry the ice ribbon.
At this time, a servant came over, crossed his hands and said: "Master, the people from Tianxiang Pavilion have already arrived outside the door."
Hearing this, Du Jianzhang stood up immediately, as if he was the master here, and said eagerly: "Quick! Please come in!"
The servant glanced at him, then lowered his head and continued: "There is one more thing. A woman from Tianxiang Pavilion wants to ask me to seek justice."
Liang Chongyi was puzzled: "Justice? What does this mean?"
"The woman said...she was sold to Tianxiang Pavilion by the murderer Cheng Sanwu, hoping that a good man would rescue her."
"puff--"
Cheng Sanwu just raised his head to drink tea. When he heard this, he immediately spurted out the tea. Countless drops of water spilled all over the table. Qi County Lieutenant cursed and stood up to avoid it. Lu Yingxuan couldn't help but dusted his sleeves and robes in displeasure.
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"Okay, okay!" Du Jianzhang was ecstatic when he heard this. He swept away his decline, clapped his thighs and almost jumped up. He pointed at Cheng Sanwu: "I know that you, a country man, are greedy for money and have suffered misfortune.
Miss Afu! The evidence is conclusive, let me see what else can you say this time?!"
Cheng Sanwuyi wiped his mouth, his expression was a little confused, and he murmured: "You are a dominatrix, are you kidding me?"
Changqing heard clearly from the side, and he finally understood that Cheng Sanwu deliberately claimed in front of Du Jianzhang that Afu was sold to Tianxiang Pavilion, just to induce the other party to inquire, so that the dominatrix would show up on his own initiative, which could not only help Cheng Sanwu
If he saves the siege, he can also slap Du Jianzhang hard in the face.
As a result, this little cleverness was seen through by the dominatrix, and she simply played a trick. Maybe she really looked like an oiran in heavy makeup and clothes at the moment, sitting in a BMW car with tears streaming down her face, which would definitely make a dandy like Du Jianzhang fight for his life.
He sacrificed his life to "rescue the beauty".
Chang Qing couldn't help but smile, the corner of his mouth twitched, he stood up and patted Cheng Sanwu on the shoulder: "You, it's better not to use your brain in the future, otherwise you are destined to be fooled by others."