Money in the heavens

"However, once we leave Yongzhou, the situation will improve. We have been fighting for the past two years, and there are also some old Beiliang generals who are controlling the power of prefectures and counties. When the time comes, there will inevitably be a lot of fighting, and maybe they are rushing to give it to them. I have countless concubines and maidservants to warm my bed. Looking back at the time when I and Lao Huang were robbed and lost their horses in the middle of Yongzhou, and were completely penniless in Jizhou, it is really different. "

The blue bird looked out the window and said:

"Jiang Ni is waiting in the courtyard with a book and an umbrella."

Xu Fengnian smiled and said:

"She's after money. Let her in."

Qingniao led Jiang Ni into the house. Xu Fengnian pointed to a luggage on the table that Qingniao was responsible for, and told Jiang Ni: "Don't rush to study, sharpen the ink first, I want to draw something."

There was a lot of cooked rice paper in the room, but Xu Fengnian was very good at writing. Jiang Ni opened her luggage and picked out a Guandong Liaowei stick first, but when she saw the familiar fire clay ancient inkstone, it was sold on Wudang Mountain. In exchange, Jiang Ni had already thrown this ancient inkstone, which was ranked second among the world's ancient inkstones by Emperor Xi Chu's uncle Jiang Taiya, into the Xixiang Pool. Why did it appear again?

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Jiang Ni looked at and stroked it carefully, and read a poem at the bottom of the ancient inkstone. It was indeed "Who among the millions of warriors from Western Chu will fight?" Jiang Ni held the ancient inkstone hard in the winter and cool in the summer, and was reluctant to use it to hit the treacherous, despicable and shameless person. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince could only curse angrily with red eyes:

"What's going on?!"

Xu Fengnian said with a smile on his face:

"I gave it to you, but you lost it. I'm a stingy person, so I went to the elephant washing pond and picked it up again."

Jiang Ni's eyes were moist and her lips were trembling.

Xu Fengnian imitated her tone perfectly: "The magic talisman is mine! Mine! The fire clay ancient inkstone is mine, it's still mine!"

Jiang Ni threw herself at the bastard and shouted with a cry: "I'll kill you!"

Xu Fengnian turned to look at the "Geographical Chronicles of Yu Gong", stretched out a leg to block the charging little clay figurine, and said softly: "Okay, don't make trouble, I'll treat this Fang Gu Inkstone as a gift to you."

Jiang Ni cried angrily:

"It was originally mine! You scoundrel! I want to learn the sword from Li Chungang and stab you to death with one sword!"

Xu Fengnian narrowed his eyes and fell into deep thought.

Regardless of the little clay figurine who had not yet mastered swordsmanship and had to hit his knee with an ancient inkstone, Xu Fengnian clicked his tongue and said:

"Li Chungang? The old man's virtue is really not like that of a sword god..."

I've seen Jian Jiuhuang's moves and Jiang Zhiwei's sword. On the other hand, the old man seems a little different from the rumored sword god. Maybe he had a knot in his heart back then?

Just like Lao Huang, I heard that he was also a high-spirited swordsman back then, but he became Lao Huang in the mansion after losing to Wang Xianzhi.

This was what I heard when I was drinking with Lao Huang before departure. If the Beiliang Palace hadn't made a big move to resurrect the princess and needed manpower, Lao Huang would have gone to Emperor Wu City to fulfill his wish.

Xu Fengnian's leg was hit no less than a hundred times by Jiang Ni with an ancient clay inkstone worth thousands of gold. He frowned and said: "If you hit it again, my leg will be fine, but your uncle Jiang Taiya's treasure will be destroyed. Don't you feel sorry for me, you prodigal girl?" Still distressed.”

Jiang Ni vented most of the suffocation in her chest and carefully hid the ancient inkstone. Where could she hide it? Xu Fengnian picked up a stack of cooked rice paper on the table without any expectations. He was a little surprised. It turned out to be just as good as the tribute Daqianxuan from Jiangnan Province. He took out one of the thin rice papers and shook it. It was as thin as an egg membrane but extremely tough. Ripe xuan, which consumes less ink, is more suitable for meticulous painting than raw xuan. Xu Fengnian was in a good mood and even had Before leaving Yingrong, he asked the owner of the house for dozens of knives of rice paper. In this way, Xu Fengnian didn't care whether there was an ancient fire clay inkstone. He personally ground the Huanglu stone inkstone with a natural toad shape on the table. He took the Guandong Liaowei and put the ginger mud into it. Set it aside to dry, and relied on memory to delicately draw the mysterious patterns on the armor of the red-armored man.

Four pieces of rice paper were used to cover the chest, back, hands, and feet of the man in red armor. Then he gradually separated several overlapping Yunzhuan celestial scripts and drew them into a single painting. The clouds are lingering and the star map is obscure. Coupled with the numerous Buddhist and Sanskrit texts, it is really a physically demanding job with no end in sight.

Xu Fengnian's careful drawings were several times more strenuous than practicing swordsmanship. Unknowingly, the mood of the heavy rain beating on the fat banana leaves outside the window had long disappeared. Only the twilight was deep. Xu Fengnian rubbed his eyes, his hands full of ink, and the blue bird walked softly into the house, handing him a hand. After passing a hot towel, Xu Fengnian wiped her face and hands with a tired look on her face. This work was really exhausting, and she was afraid that a single stroke of outline would lead to a thousand miles of misunderstanding. Qingniao said calmly: "Your Highness, the slaves told those people outside the courtyard to leave."

Xu Fengnian exhaled, subconsciously touched the sword close at hand with one hand, nodded slightly and said:

"I'm busy right now, so I don't have the time to talk nonsense to them. If I think of something but don't have time to write it down, they might lose their official titles and errands that day. Qingniao, please find out who the owner of this house is. , just from a cursory glance, the calligraphy, painting, bronzes, inscriptions, and famous papers here are very particular. They are not something that ordinary wealthy people can display in a large space. By the way, I want to ask how much of this kind of familiar propaganda is on the table. I want fifty or sixty dollars to use on the road."

The blue bird nodded and left. From the corner of Xu Fengnian's eyes, she noticed Jiang Ni standing on tiptoes to peek at what she had drawn. She was too lazy to expose it, so she just thought of it as repaying this girl for revealing the secret. Sword God and Trojan Ox, when Xu Fengnian remembered these two names, he couldn't help but think of those two swords.

Xu Fengnian shook his neck, picked up the two swords, and came to the yard. Jiang Ni stood in the corridor holding the secret book, reluctant to leave. Every word was worth a penny. She had made several taels less than usual today. Xu Fengnian concentrated his energy, drew out Chun Lei, imitated Jiang Zhiwei's sword gesture, and stabbed it towards the ground. However, he just inserted a sword into the stone slab, with no sword intention at all. Xu Fengnian stabbed more than a dozen times in succession, but nothing worked. , squatting on the ground, silent.

The pattern on Fu Jiang's red armor can be copied, but it is extremely difficult to secretly learn the sword intention.

It is a pity that Jiang Ni, who is full of a sense of justice, does not become a heroine who eliminates violence and brings peace to the good. She said angrily:

"How shameless, stealing from my master!"

In the nearby courtyard, Meng Qi and others were naturally paying attention to Xu Fengnian. They were surprised when they saw Xu Fengnian imitating Jiang Zhiwei. They didn't expect that Xu Fengnian just took one look and imitated the movements very well, although there was no Jiang Zhiwei's sword. The state where mind and human sword merge into one, but it is still very extraordinary!

Xu Fengnian closed his eyes and slowed down his movements, very slowly, so slowly that he could feel the Qi in his body condensing on the right arm holding the knife. He could feel the slight trembling of the muscles, and then integrated with the blade, and finally concentrated at the tip of the knife.

On Wudang Mountain, the bull rider taught the unknown circle-drawing boxing technique. At first, the movements were as slow as clouds and flowing like water. Xu Fengnian practiced sharp swords, so the "Lv Shui Pavilion Jiazi Sword Practice Record" read on the mountain was all about walking swords. Although practicing swordsmanship requires speed, we also know that slow swordsmanship is more difficult. In the end, you will completely forget about speed and slowness. There are no tricks in your heart, only one thought and one thought. When the thought moves, no matter it is a sword or a sword, you will move again. No worries.

It's just that these are almost traceless thoughts in the attic in the sky. How many warriors in the world have practiced hundreds of thousands of swords and millions of swords in order to achieve this state?

Xu Fengnian suddenly exerted force when the tip of the knife was only an inch away from the ground.

One knife or simply one knife.

Xu Fengnian felt a little regretful and murmured: "I'm anxious."

Standing up and putting back the sword, Xu Fengnian stretched and laughed at himself:

"Don't be in a hurry, listen to Lao Huang, you have to eat your food one bite at a time."

Shang Yi looked at Xu Fengnian and knew that Xu Fengnian was still a little impatient. In fact, Xu Fengnian also knew very well that he entered martial arts practice too late. Although Wang Zhonglou helped to make up for the foundation of internal strength, there was no such thing as sword intention and sword power for the time being. way.

Jiang Ni, who expected something to happen, curled his lips when he found out that it was just loud thunder and light rain. Seeing her expression, Xu Fengnian smiled and said:

"Are you laughing at me? You, a heroine who is about to learn swordsmanship with swords and aspires to become a new generation of swordsmen, come and mention my sword. If you can carry the sword with a cross-arm and a stick of incense, I will treat it as if you have read it. Thousands of words.”

Jiang Ni raised a sword manual in his hand and said seriously: "Whether you listen or not, even if you don't listen, I will treat it as reading three thousand words!"

Xu Fengnian shook his head and said: "I won't listen to you today. I have to draw more while I remember it. Go ahead and give me an extra three thousand words."

Jiang Ni looked in disbelief, fearing that there was another trap. After so many years of continuous losses and calculations, she had already become disillusioned.

No matter what Jiang Ni thought about it, Xu Fengnian walked into the house without any distractions and continued to draw bitterly while cursing the Longhu Mountain Qi Master.

This job is really like practicing the slow knife, every stroke must be done with concentration and effort.

The old sword god Li Chungang walked into the courtyard at some point. Jiang Ni, who was having a headache about what to do with the ancient inkstone, stopped and saw the old man coming to the place where Xu Fengnian inserted the sword. He stopped and looked down.

The old man who was wandering around with nothing to do was hooked in with the last knife.

Jiang Ni watched for a while and saw that the old man was just in a daze, so he left the yard.

Li Chungang bent over and squinted at the strange tiny cracks made by the last knife. He clicked his tongue and said, "What kind of sword do you want to learn? Obviously, you will be more successful if you learn to sword."

The old man tugged at the sheepskin fur, and the fur fell out as soon as he pulled it. He turned around and left, holding Wu Meiniang's fish baby Wei and standing farther away. The old man glanced at the white cat and the voluptuous beauty, and muttered: "This boy If there is something wrong with your brain, it’s okay if you don’t eat cat meat, even this little bitch won’t touch it.”

Yu Youwei was furious, but did not dare to speak out.

Old man Li seemed to have lice or something in his crotch, so he stretched out his hand and scratched it to feel better. Fortunately, Yu Youwei did not see this scene. She walked straight into the yard and saw Xu Fengnian concentrating on describing something. She hesitated for a moment and prepared to quietly go home.

She had nothing to talk about, but she suddenly felt uncomfortable in a completely unfamiliar place, and the small courtyard she was in was particularly deep and quiet. There were dozens of green bamboos planted in the courtyard, and she had read many fairy tales, foxes, and ghosts. In novels and articles, you can always think of something floating out of the bamboo forest. Compared with green bamboo, she still prefers the soft and graceful banana trees that are tall and shady like trees. Aren't there a lot of them here?

Before Yu Youwei approached, Xu Fengnian changed the pen from her left hand to her right hand and asked with a smile: "Is something wrong?"

Yu Youwei replied softly: "Look at Basho."

Xu Fengnian was stunned for a moment and joked: "We can't change the yard. All my things are here, but if you like to see bananas, I can have people pull out all the big bushes in the yard until your yard is full. How about that?"

Yu Youwei said angrily: "Okay."

Xu Fengnian snapped his fingers, and the elusive blue bird stood beside Yu Youwei. Xu Fengnian smiled and said, "Have someone move the bananas."

Yu Youwei said "No need" and then turned around angrily. Wu Meiniang and Wu Meiniang also lazily stretched out their claws. Looking from the side, their claws were sliding on the arc shape of Yu Youwei's chest. By chance, they captured this charming scene. Xu Fengnian in the picture is a little lost.

Xu Fengnian waved his hand and the blue bird retreated. Then he called out to Yu Youwei and said with a smile: "Come on, let's all sharpen ink."

Yu Youwei asked doubtfully: "Huh?"

Xu Fengnian stretched out his finger and tapped the Huang Lu Ming Inkstone on the table, saying: "You grind this."

Then he pointed at Yu Youwei's chest and made a back and forth grinding gesture. Xu Fengnian smiled evilly and said, "I'll grind this."

Yu Youwei's face flushed and she said coquettishly: "You're a bastard!"

Looking at Yu Youwei who was escaping hastily, Xu Fengnian leaned back on the chair, without any lust in his eyes. He narrowed his beautiful red eyes and turned to look out the window at the moonlit stars after the rain.

"It's almost time to arrive in Qingzhou!"

Yu Youwei hugged Wu Meiniang and escaped from His Royal Highness Youshizi's house, which was the Longtan Tiger's Den. She did not leave the yard in a hurry, and stood under the banana bush, admiring the plump green banana trees under the moonlight, which looked like trees but not trees, not grass, not grass. She now Around Xu Fengnian, she looks like a concubine but not a concubine, like a maid but not a maid, and has no status whatsoever, just like the bananas that can be seen everywhere. When the greenery is no longer there, you can just pull it out and replace it with another one. Yu Youwei held Wu Meiniang who had gained several kilograms in her hands, touched its head, and said softly: "You are carefree. Meiniang, he promised to let me go to Shangyin Academy to worship my parents, but I don't know that he Whether words count or not, what he says under the bed will count. If I go to Shangyin Academy, I beg him to let me stay there, Mei Niang, do you think he will agree? "

Wu Meiniang, who was lying comfortably in Yu Youwei's arms, curled up and fell asleep. Yu Youwei patted it on the head and laughed angrily: "It only knows how to eat and sleep, and has no backbone at all. I will leave you in the wilderness someday and see how you gain weight."

Wu Meiniang raised her head and rubbed Yu Youwei's aggressive chest. It was like a round little snowball, extremely cute. Yu Youwei's eyes were blurry, and she whispered softly: "I only have you, so I naturally love you, but what does he have? How can I care about someone as much as I do? He, don't look at him as a lavish person, he spends a lot of money to buy drunkenness and poems. In fact, he is stingy. Be careful."

Just listen to the popping sound, it will be loud and crisp if the elasticity is good.

Yu Youwei, whose seductive buttocks were being fucked, was startled. He turned around and saw His Highness the Crown Prince who was out for a walk out of boredom. He said with a wicked smile: "Yu Youwei, what you said is unconscionable. I'm still stingy about giving you a banana from the courtyard. As for you saying you want to stay in Shangyin Academy, I advise you to think about it. Don't think about it, if you are determined to make yourself uncomfortable, that's fine. Since I can move more than a dozen banana bushes, I can also move your parents' graves back to Beiliang. What do you think? If you make a mistake, you will lose ten points. If you do business with people like me who are trustworthy and honest, you will only make a profit without losing anything."

Yu Youwei's face turned pale, and she said miserably: "You know that if you say a few nice words, I will stay by your side, why do you have to be so hurtful?"

Xu Fengnian looked at Yu Youwei's charming and beautiful face, and said somewhat innocently: "How do I know what you are thinking."

Yu Youwei said sadly: "Is it fun to bully me?"

Xu Fengnian reached out and touched Yu Youwei's cheek. When this woman was still a girl named Yu Xuanji, the Imperial City of Western Chu was prosperous and peaceful, and the atmosphere was warm. Her mother was the head of the emperor's three thousand sword attendants, and her father was The elegant Shangyin Bachelor was suddenly destroyed by the mountains and rivers, and she became an orphan in the blink of an eye. Xu Fengnian did not like but did not resent such joys and sorrows, because it could make a woman's temperament thicker.

But he was not the one to defeat Xi Chu, so what did Xu Fengnian have to do with him? Is he really as carefree and happy as he appears?

How many princes in the dynasty would have two dead men ready to die at any time in their small courtyard?

Not to mention the scheming villain Tu Chen Zhibao, not to mention the two-faced Lu Qiu'er of the Inunye Jackal family, not to mention the 300,000-strong Northern Liang cavalry with swords and halberds, I won't even talk about it or think about it, but seriously... Can you not face it?

After the crowning ceremony, he would ring the bells on Mount Jiuhua. It would behoove him to go to the border of Beiliang one day, and even to the capital.

Xu Fengnian smiled and said: "You have gained weight."

The young fish Weiwei is dull.

Xu Fengnian pinched the white cat Wu Meiniang, who was licking oil near the water, between her fingers, gently threw it to the ground, and said to Yu Youwei:

"Come on, go back to your room and show me where you've gained weight."

Yu Youwei ignored His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's teasing, raised her head and asked:

"Xu Fengnian, do you have a woman you really like?" (End of Chapter)