Chapter 212: One Sword Frost and Cold Fourteen States
The name of the sword is Jiuzhou Han.
Li Longqian looked at the old man with a bit of heat in his eyes. After all, for so many years, no one had ever told him the name of this wooden sword, not even the old slave had ever mentioned it.
"It's true, you're not talking nonsense, are you?"
Ling Shiqing looked at the old beggar with wide eyes and asked. After all, in Ling Shiqing's eyes, Li Longqian's wooden sword should be an ordinary wooden sword. But listening to what the old beggar said, this wooden sword seemed to be something special.
It has a great background.
"Really or not." The old beggar replied imitating Ling Shiqing's surprised look.
"Oh, I'm telling you something serious." Ling Shiqing shouted irritably.
"Of course it is true. I will definitely not mistake this wooden sword." The old beggar nodded slightly.
When Ling Shiqing heard this, she quickly turned her head to look at Li Longqian with a smile and said, "I didn't expect your broken wooden sword to have such a nice name."
Li Longqian frowned and didn't reply.
The old beggar looked at the wooden sword in his hand, then slowly placed it on the table and asked Li Longqian: "Are you curious about the origin of this wooden sword?"
"Yeah." Li Longqian nodded slightly.
"I don't know where this Jiuzhou Han comes from, but I know the origin of its name."
"I hope senior will inform you."
Li Longqian quickly clasped his fists at the old beggar.
The old beggar laughed, touched his uneven goatee, and said in a low voice: "Actually, the name of this wooden sword is based on a poem. People are not free when they are expensive. Dragons and phoenixes are difficult to control.
Collect. The hall is full of flowers and three thousand guests are drunk. One sword is frosty and cold for fourteen
Prefectures. The drums and horns lift up the sky and the air is cool. The wind stirs the sea and the mountains in autumn. The golden sky pillar is always in the southeast. Who would envy the thousands of princes at that time? There were a total of fourteen prefectures in the previous dynasty, and five of them were Chang'an, Luoyang, Yangzhou, Jingzhou, and Jinling. In the end, they
With the name Jiuzhou Han."
When Li Longqian heard this, he looked at the old beggar blankly, because he knew that the old beggar was not bragging this time. After all, no one could brag so well.
"Is this sword really called Jiuzhou Han?" Ling Shiqing now believed what the old beggar said.
"I can still lie to you." The old beggar turned his head and glanced at Ling Shiqing.
"I wonder if Senior knows the owner of this sword?"
Li Longqian asked quickly.
The old beggar was stunned for a moment when he heard this. He looked up at Li Longqian and neither admitted nor denied it.
"senior."
Li Longqian saw that the old beggar was silent and asked.
The old beggar raised his head and glanced at the door of the restaurant, reached out and picked up the last piece of chicken on the table and threw it into his mouth. Then he shouted to Li Longqian: "We can talk again when we have a chance. I'm leaving first."
After saying this, the old beggar raised his legs and ran towards the restaurant at a very fast speed. Before Li Long, Qian Ling and Shi Qing could react, the old beggar had disappeared.
"Why did this person disappear when he was gone?" Ling Shiqing looked at the place where the old beggar disappeared with her big eyes, as if the beggar who was sitting here eating and licking his toes a second ago disappeared in the blink of an eye.
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Li Longqian reacted and felt the murderous aura behind him. He turned around quickly and found countless disciples of the Beggar Clan running in from the door of the inn.
"What's going on?" Ling Shiqing also noticed the Beggar Clan disciples running toward the two of them, and among them there was an old man wearing white cloth.
"It seems like someone from the Beggar Clan is here to find that old beggar." Li Longqian frowned and replied.
"What, he just said that the clothes he was wearing were stolen from the leader of the Beggar Clan, and it turned out to be true?" Ling Shiqing covered her little mouth and exclaimed.
"It should be true."
Li Longqian looked at the Beggar Clan disciples who were getting closer and closer, and nodded slightly.
After a while, the Beggar Clan disciples ran to Li Longqian, pointed at Li Longqian and shouted: "Where is the old man who was sitting here just now wearing our Beggar Clan costume?"
Li Longqian raised his head and glanced at the disciples of the Beggar Clan, and said with a smile: "I just ran away."
"What? Ran away?" The disciple of the Beggar Clan exclaimed, turned to the old man with bare feet and wearing a white cloth and shouted with panic on his face: "Gang leader, I just saw the one who snatched your clothes here.
The old man seems to have run away, what should I do, leader?"
When Old Man Baibu heard this, he was so angry that he trembled all over. He took a step forward and kicked the Beggar Clan disciple. He gritted his teeth and shouted, "I have told you so many times, don't call me Gang Leader."
It’s not enough to disgrace me, isn’t it?”
"I know, Gang Leader." The little beggar agreed aggrievedly.
Old Man Baibu walked up to Li Longqian, glanced at Li Longqian, then looked at the empty plate in front of Li Longqian, frowned and asked: "Little brother, do you know the old man sitting across from you just now?"
"I don't know." Li Longqian shook his head directly.
"Since you don't know him, why do you still want to eat with him?" Old Man Baibu asked.
"We didn't eat with him, he insisted on sitting here." Li Longqian spread his hands helplessly.
Old Man Baibu glanced at Li Longqian, and then said in a low voice: "Little brother, there are some matters between me and that person that have not been resolved. To be honest, it is Hong Dali, the leader of the Beggar Clan. I hope the young man can tell the truth.
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"I really don't know that person. I won't lie to you. I can't help him if he has to sit across from me." Li Longqian paused here and then continued: "But I know where he ran to.
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"Where did he go?" Old Man Baibu asked quickly when he heard this, his tone was very urgent.
Li Longqian looked at Old Man Baibu, smiled, and whispered, "I know, but I can't tell you in vain."
The old man in white cloth was stunned for a moment, then turned around and called to the Beggar Clan disciple: "Come here."
"What's wrong, Gang Leader?" asked the disciple of the Beggar Clan.
"Hurry and get some money for this young hero."
"Ah." The Beggar Clan disciple agreed in a daze, and quickly took out some broken silver from his bowl and put it in Li Longqian's hand.
Li Longqian looked at the broken silver in his hand and smiled, stood up and whispered in the old man's ear.
After hearing Li Longqian's words, Old Man Baibu's eyes seemed to be spitting fire, he turned around and rushed towards the restaurant with his men.
Li Longqian stood there smiling and looking at the Beggar Clan disciples who rushed into the back kitchen of the restaurant without saying a word.
After a while, the whole restaurant was filled with the noise of the waiter and the Beggar Clan disciples arguing. Li Longqian saw a fight starting inside the restaurant, grabbed Ling Shiqing's little hand and ran outside the restaurant.
"Why are you running?" Ling Shiqing looked at Li Longqian in confusion and shouted.
"Why don't you run away and pay for the food in the restaurant?" Li Longqian shouted as he ran.
The poor waiter was left, dealing with the disciples of the Beggar Clan while looking at Ling Shiqing and Li Longqian who were about to run out the door, with helpless expressions on their faces.