Mrs. Hua Ying heard the words of the man in orange robe and took a closer look at his expression. She couldn't help but be confused. She understood the position of the man in orange robe very well, but when the man in orange robe said that Hua Wuyi was the princess of Daye,
Not that when he said these words, there was no hint of joking or joking in his expression.
Is this gentleman joking?
Mrs. Huaying quickly responded: "Sir, you can't make such a joke. You know Bai Ling's thoughts."
The man in orange robe chuckled again and said: "Of course I know, after all, Hua Wuyi is not a peaceful person. I won't joke anymore, as I just told you, it would be better to make plans in advance."
Mrs. Huaying nodded, another blessing.
The man in orange robe also nodded to Mrs. Huaying, and said: "I should have gone directly to the house to see Hua Wuxin, but after thinking about it, maybe this kid doesn't want to see me. In that case, don't blame me.
Already."
Whenever she had a conversation with the man in orange robe, Mrs. Hua Ying always kept her heart in mind, fearing that she would say the wrong sentence. But when the man in orange robe said this last sentence, she thought of the past when she was helped by this man in orange robe.
Looks like this. Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel a little relieved.
"My husband and I will never forget your kindness."
After Mrs. Huaying said this, the orange-robed man stared at her eyes for a long time. Then, he slightly raised the corners of his mouth, smiled, and said no more words.
The man in orange robe left the ruined temple. The first thing to react outside the ruined temple was the donkey that was resting. It seemed that the man in orange robe had left it outside the ruined temple for too long, and the donkey was a little unhappy. It
Turning your lips a few times makes an unpleasant sound like a donkey brays.
It was only after the donkey brayed for a few minutes that Xiao Man, who was sitting at the groom's seat, reacted, immediately jumped out of the car and came towards Mrs. Huaying.
When Xiaoman saw the man in orange robe with his hands in his sleeves and holding a golden sword in his arms, he couldn't help but be slightly startled, and then froze there like a piece of wood. She felt the oppressive aura, as if a mountain was in front of her, and she couldn't help it.
It was like climbing over. Then, she realized that it was sword pressure.
In other words, the man in orange robes that Madam saw today is a swordsman. It should not just be said that he is a swordsman, he should be a swordsman with unfathomable cultivation. Because of this kind of sword pressure, even Leng Bu, who is known as the contemporary swordsman,
Although Xiao Man didn't feel anything from him.
The man in orange robe first looked at his donkey. Seeing the donkey looking at him with resentful eyes, he couldn't help but smile. There was actually a bit of embarrassment in this laughter. Maybe the donkey also felt the man in orange robe.
He apologized, so he no longer looked at him with such resentment, but instead turned his head to the side, which was also interesting.
Then, the man in orange robe looked at the little girl who came up to him. This little girl was very playful and was carrying a sword. The man in orange robe looked at the sword carefully and saw the mystery. It was precisely because of him
Seeing the mystery, I couldn't help but laugh.
Seeing the orange-robed man smiling at him, Xiao Man looked at the orange-robed man's smile. Why did he feel like a bachelor was reading an article written by a child? Although he knew that the orange-robed man was not easy to mess with, Xiao Man still frowned slightly.
A look of displeasure.
The man in orange robe was also a swordsman, so he naturally knew why the little girl looked at him like that. The man in orange robe smiled again and explained: "Little girl, who taught you your swordsmanship?"
When he saw the orange-robed man speaking to him, even though he was speaking in an elder's tone, since he asked, he had no choice but to not answer.
Xiaoman blinked the watery
Wang's big eyes replied: "I have too many masters to tell who taught me the swordsmanship. If you really want to name one, then just stay silent."
The orange-robed man couldn't help but be startled when he heard Xiao Man turn around. He didn't know that Xiao Man was just talking nonsense. Knowing the answer, the orange-robed man actually nodded with a straight face, which made Xiao Man's eyes light up.
Face joking.
The orange-robed man smiled again and said, "In this case, it makes sense why a little girl like you has to carry a weird sword that can be split into two swords."
The man in orange robe revealed the mystery with his words. Xiaoman couldn't help but be startled, and looked at the man in orange robe again with eyes like looking up at the mountains. The man in orange robe saw the little girl looking at him with such eyes, and smiled again.
"I heard that Leng Buyu has several swords on his body, and the most commonly used ones are a pair of long swords. Since you are his disciple, you don't have to be like him. The swords on your body are weird, but you can just carry a pair of swords on your back. Remember, find a craftsman to make them
When using a sword, the weight of the sword in the left hand is three points lighter than the one in the right hand."
Xiao Man looked puzzled and was about to speak when Mrs. Huaying urged her: "Xiao Man, why don't you quickly thank me for your advice?"
Although Xiao Man was confused, she didn't dare not listen to Mrs. Huaying's words. She had to bow her body slightly, clasping her fists with her hands and said, "Xiao Man thanks you for your advice."
Seeing the reluctance on the little girl's face, the orange-robed man didn't mind. He just laughed and walked towards his donkey. He stroked the arrogant donkey's neck several times with his hands, which made the donkey feel comfortable for a while.
He gave up his previous arrogant posture, squinted his eyes, turned his lips and let out a comfortable cry.
When the donkey was comfortable enough, the orange-robed man turned over and lightly kicked the donkey's abdomen with his feet. The donkey began to take steps and slowly left.
After the orange-robed man rode the donkey away, Xiaoman asked Mrs. Huaying: "Madam, who is this strange old man?"
Although Xiao Man's words were disrespectful, Mrs. Huaying could tell that Xiao Man was really interested in the man in orange robe. Mrs. Huaying couldn't help but smile, stretched out her hand and gently scratched Xiao Man's nose with her index finger, and said, "What?
Is this lord worthy of the attention of our little Manchu heroine?"
Being teased by Mrs. Huaying, Xiaoman pursed his lips and frowned slightly, and said displeasedly: "Madam, you are making fun of me again. Don't tell me, this weird old man, he is not a good swordsman. The sword on his body,
I think I'm already restraining myself. If I didn't stop, I would have been pressed to the ground by him just now and I wouldn't be able to get up."
Hearing Xiao Man's words, Mrs. Huaying couldn't help but was slightly startled and asked: "You just teased that adult and said you were a cold disciple. Are you testing that adult?"
Xiaoman nodded and said: "Although Leng Buyu's sword is really powerful, the pressure of the sword on his body is far from terrifying. The aura exuding from this strange old man is just following, just following.
He is like the proud tiger of the West and the Marquis of the West."
Mrs. Huaying was even more curious after hearing this. She knew that Xiaoman had met Zhongxihou before, and Zhongxihou was known to everyone as the "Peach Blossom Fairy who seeks medicine, and Zhongxihou who asks for swords." Xiaoman took the man in orange robe with him.
Marquis Zhong Xi made a comparison, which surprised Mrs. Huaying.
Because in the eyes of Mrs. Huaying, the most terrifying thing about the orange-robed man is not his swordsmanship, but that he is an immortal cultivator. But when Xiaoman said this, Mrs. Huaying suddenly realized that before he was an immortal cultivator, the original identity of the orange-robed man was
Is a swordsman.
He is a master of swordsmanship.
Thinking about it, Mrs. Huaying couldn't help but feel a slight pain in her head, so she simply stopped thinking about it. She got on the carriage, and Xiao Man also jumped to the driver's seat, started waving his whip, and started driving forward.
In the carriage, Mrs. Huaying began to detail the recent situation in Hancheng.
First, all kinds of copper and iron-related objects were flowed into Hancheng through Hancheng's trade in Daye and even abroad. The purpose was not to melt these things to extract copper and iron raw materials. The purpose was to conceal the discovery of mineral veins in Hancheng from the outside world.
Information.
After that, Wu Ziqian spread the news that Bai Ling, the lord of Hancheng, was purchasing copper and iron on a large scale, which aroused the curiosity of interested people in the world and began to covet it.
Everything has risks, and high risks also mean high returns. When people start to gather copper and iron utensils in Hancheng for the purpose of melting and obtaining raw materials, they will start to estimate the specific quantity of these copper and iron utensils.
.
When outsiders have estimated the quantity, Hancheng can produce a corresponding batch of weapons and armor based on this quantity. Most of them will be transported north to the border front line.
When the quantity matches, the matter of Hancheng Mineral Veins can be considered safe for the time being.
But in the end, the variables were beyond expectations.
Neither she nor Ni Ji, nor Hua Wuyi, who was the lord of Han City, had ever expected that they would lure the idle people from Jingzhou to Han City. Except for the idle people from the inner city, they never expected that,
Muhanlou from the Jianghu Sect would ask for such a large batch just to ask for it. Others may think that Muhanlou wants a large amount, but for this, he really has to act according to the rules. Muhanlou’s behavior is...
Suspicion of treason.
It was not that she, Mrs. Huaying, had never suspected it, but when Hua Wuxin told him about the other identity of Bai Xiaotian, the owner of Muhan Tower, she felt at ease.
After all, a person with the status of Yan Yunqi, a first-class Heavenly Cavalry, would not be stupid enough to conspire against him, even if he controlled a large sect in the world.
Another thing that Mrs. Huaying never thought about was that Yaowu in Muhanlou was actually the thief who was sent to Taohua Nunnery in the past. She never thought that Buran would leave Taohua Nunnery for Yaowuan.
This evil fate has finally come to be reckoned with.
Thinking of the unlucky fate of Yaowang Tongburan and Shang Qing, Mrs. Huaying couldn't help but think of herself. After thinking of herself, she had no time to think about the recent events in Hancheng.
She couldn't help but started to sigh in the carriage. Xiao Man, who was driving the carriage, heard the sigh and asked: "Madam, what's wrong with you? Did that weird old man do something to embarrass Madam? If so, what's wrong with you?"
You must tell the city lord and let him take care of this weird old man."
Hearing Xiaoman's words, Mrs. Huaying in the carriage burst into laughter.
Laughing again, Mrs. Huaying's heart was full of sorrow at this moment. She began to be afraid, she was afraid whether that person would also come out of Taohua Temple. If she came out of Taohua Temple, the first thing she wanted to do was to find herself.
Same as Bai Ling.
But love and hate between men and women, what's the difference between right and wrong? In her eyes, she was the one who had a hand in it, but from her own standpoint, how could it be that she was trying to break her up and had the same intention?
After thinking about it, Mrs. Huaying suddenly wanted to see her sister. Among the four maids in Peach Blossom Temple, the most heavenly one was Maud.