Chapter 151 – A Cup of Snow and a Head

The old man who was supposed to be the Western Chu Book Sage Qi Lianhua smiled to himself, “Spring and Autumn Blade Armor? Sword and pen official, sword and armor is sword and armor.”

For thousands of years, the world has always been proud of practicing the sword, not to mention the ranger, even the scholar from all over the world, when he traveled to study, he also wore a sword, in order to show his spirit. Hundreds of soldiers of the head of the competition, always is not as good as the sword, in fact, the number of famous sword, not lose the famous sword, and most of the jianghu is also very rich in legend, like that now manipulated in Xu Fengyin apprentice’s hand of that big frost long knife, the previous owners of the story can be said to be stirring. But since lu zu to flying sword beheading world famous, the sword will be in the martial arts, while the weather of the swordsman is deteriorating, never use the sword of the master on top of the martial arts, the recent jianghu centuries, there is the sword armor Li ChunGang and peach blossom sword god DengTa’a, although both lost to WangXianZhi, but no one can deny that the two swordsmanship leader of their respective wind flow, on the other hand, the first person in the sword GuJianTang in the martial arts list is never counted on a high ranking, the reputation in the jianghu is also flat. The reputation of the jianghu is also bland, never heard of anyone is admiring the martial arts of General Gu to go to practice the sword, envy of military service and sword enlistment is some, but the world of men, even the devil Han Diaoji in the deathbed have said that they also wanted to have a green shirt and sword to go on the river, let alone the other young men? How many women have ever heard the name of Li Chun Gang in a green shirt and never forgotten it?

Even Xu Fengnian himself, before practicing his sword, pretended to be a young warrior in Beiliang in order to deceive women, but he also hated to hang all the famous swords on his body.

The book saint Qi Lianhua is that only left the glimpses of the Jianghu knife armor, the truth is really moving, more people had to envy the heyday of the Western Chu scene, worthy of the Central Plains cultural lineage of the orthodox, Li Chungang sword across the Guangling River, there are literary heroes distributed flatboat wine fight poetry, there are women’s posture of the country, there is the state master Li Mi and the Cao family’s favorite teacher and disciple to join hands with the two “snow snow stops! A game of chess”, it is no wonder that some people say that the Western Chu country destroyed, the crime is not in the son of the people, to hate can only hate the time in the day away from the sun and not in the Jiang Chu.

The old man towards Xu Fengnian beckoned, the old man took the lead and squatted down, looking at the tombstone of Princess Wu Su, the attitude is no longer the previous style of hair and God’s will, only the world’s most unusual lonely old man’s despondency, murmured: “Xu Snapdragon counts as a thing, a crude martial artist, marrying a woman with a passable posture is just a matter of time.”

Xu Fengyen’s anger flared up and he sneered, “Does old sir really think that if you and I fight to the death, it is I, Xu Fengyen, who will surely lose?”

Qi Lianhua laughed it off and asked, “You haven’t been to your old home in Jinzhou to pay respects to your ancestors in your life, right?”

Xu Fengnian did not reply.

In fact, not only him, Xu Snap hasn’t been to Jinzhou since he was crowned king, Xu Fengyen’s grandfather died a long time ago, when Xu Snap was just out of Liaodong, in the southern part of Liyang, fighting with a few major clans in full swing, Xu Fengyen hasn’t seen his grandparents since he was born, and Xu Snap is the only one, so there were not many relatives of the Xu family later on, in the early years, there were some distant relatives from Jinzhou who came to Beilang to climb the relatives of Xu Snap, and in the early years, there were some distant relatives from Jinzhou, and Xu Snap had been treated with a great deal of contempt, and he also received the most favorable comments. Xu Snapdragon is also considered to be benevolent and righteous, giving them a drought and flood insurance income of glory and wealth. As for the mother’s side of the elders of the old man, Wangfei Wu Su almost never mentioned, Xu Fengnian childhood only occasionally heard his mother said that his grandmother is a good person with people to get along with the heart, but unfortunately also died early, as for the grandfather who, mother did not say a word, Xu Snapdragon also refused to say more, only once in the drunkenness of the angry said that the old man has long been dead. Xu Fengnian guessed that Xu Snapdragon must have been begging for marriage in the Wu family sword mound outside the closed door, was surnamed Wu’s old man with a sword to beat the shit out of him, and from then on the knot Liang, old and dead. Xu Fengyen also has a grudge against that grandfather, and later in Qingcheng Mountain’s aunt perennial cover armor to cover her face, is the Wu family that year to make things difficult for her mother, only to cause the aunt as a sword servant’s face was cut by the powerful sword Qi to the face. Although it was not done by the grandfather himself, Xu Fengyen felt that if that grandfather had said a few words of justice to treat his mother’s departure from home, the Wu family’s sword mound would not have been so cruel and vicious. Especially after learning that the pro-uncle Wu Qi in North Mang deliberately met but did not recognize each other, and finally turned to Western Sichuan to assist Chen Zhi Bao, Xu Fengyen on the relatives elders surnamed Wu can really not have much good feelings, even if the contemporary head of the Wu family who should have called out to a great-grandfather, in the border of Beiliang actively had a time to make up for it, it is inevitable that Xu Fengyen will still have a knot in his heart.

The old man exhaled a long breath, lamented: ”I have been for Da Chu to compile the history of the former dynasty, all over the books, at that time, although my sword law is not the name of the patriarch, but there is the reality of the patriarch, but the time of repairing the history, is still often in the night liver and gallbladder creeps. No it, just because the book can be seen everywhere that ‘people eat each other’ three words!”

“The world’s rise and fall alternately, although it is the norm, but every turmoil, the suffering of the people’s plight, is really unbearable. Outside of the countryside outside of the street by the side of the road, daytime and night time, such as driving sheep. The clamor to choose the fat cut off, fast knife a fall to fight for will. What kind of tragic scene is this? The dead have filled the roads, and the living are the neighbors of ghosts. Half of the world’s inhabitants are wandering souls. This is not a poet moaning in a chaotic world! I personally saw that at the end of the Spring and Autumn period, boys were sold for a few pennies, and women were worth no more than a handful of corn. Later, some parents could not bear it, so they exchanged their children with others and at the end of the day, people in the world were no better than human beings and worse than ghosts! How can I not hate Liyang? How can I not hate Xu Snapdragon who went all the way south to slaughter the city and destroy the country?”

“In the old days, the house of the king and his vassals was infested with foxes and rabbits. In fact, how could it be more than just the houses of princes and lords?”

Xu Fengyen grabbed a handful of snow from the ground and pinched it in his palm, he couldn’t help but interrupt the old man’s words, “Xu Snapdragon said that being a man should be honorable, the first-rate literati cultivate qi and rule the peace, and the second-rate literati can also complain about a few grievances for the common people. And he as a sword-carrying martial artist, that is to fight, but also will only fight, give him a few thousand people, then he will fight a city, tens of thousands of people to fight a country, and when he has hundreds of thousands of iron cavalry, not to fight the world to fight what? So then so many people scolded him, he never returned the favor, and did not feel that what he did was right. In the Northern Liang army, the older generation of Yan Wenluan, Zhong Hongwu, He Zhonghu, etc., the younger ones, Chu Lushan, Li Morfan, Cao Xiaojiao, which one of them isn’t a notorious old soldier in the eyes of the world?”

Xu Fengnian looked resolute and said in a deep voice, “But it cannot be denied, if there is bound to be someone who will be the man-slaughterer who will help Liyang to unify the world, then having Xu Snapdragon do it will definitely be the best outcome.”

Qi Lianhua lamented, “This matter, I really haven’t thought about it.”

The old man who was deep in thought suddenly laughed out, “Huang Longshi has a poem that is widely circulated, ‘The country is broken, the grass is deep in the city in spring.’ That Song family old man in Liyang commented that the word ‘deep’ is not as good as ‘raw’, and if the word raw is used, the combination of movement and static is very suitable for the poem. The literary circles of the Liyang Dynasty all applauded the poem, do you think so?”

Xu Fengyen calmly said, “My second sister once said at the Shangyin Academy that Old Master Song changed it to shit.”

Qi Lianhua asked, “Then aren’t you curious about whose daughter Xu Weixiong really is?”

Xu Fengnian was touched by the scales and could not hide his anger, “None of your business!”

Qi Lianhua narrowed his eyes and laughed, “Xu Fenian, you really are just like your father Xu Snapdragon.”

Xu Fengyen took a deep breath, “I respect that old sir is loyal to Western Chu and has been lurking in the Northern Liang Royal Palace for many years to guard the deceased princess Jiang Nai. But old sir don’t think that you can really do whatever you want in the Xu family.”

The old man was unimpressed, with a sneer on his face, “Oh?”

At some point, the position the two stood in became Blade Armor Qi Lianhua with his back to the mausoleum gate, and Xu Fengyen with his back to the two tombstones.

Then both of them stepped out almost at the same time, then almost at the same time the back of the foot that stepped out was stepped on by the other’s other foot, Xu Fengyen poked the old man’s eyebrow with his fingers as a sword, the old man put up his hand and slapped Xu Fengyen’s chest in a seemingly light manner.

The old man’s body spun like a gyroscope, discharging his fingers and swords at the same time, his big sleeves fluttered and swept up the wind and snow, forming the scene of an earth dragon drawing water. Xu Fengyen was pushed towards the tombstone by the palm sword, one hand circled around and stuck to the tombstone, gently pushed and used the force to charge forward.

The figure in the air, Xu Fengyen’s fingers remained together, tilting a wipe at the top of the old man’s head, the majestic sword qi suddenly splashed down in the air.

The old man snorted, his pace is very different from the world of martial arts, two feet slightly tilted inward, one hand behind one hand clenched fist, in a straight line stepped out of a series of broken steps blatantly stepped forward, avoided the wipe of the sword, just a fist smashed in Xu Fengyen’s stomach, the fist is heavy as a drum, rebound through the momentum of the five fingers immediately after the loosening of the five fingers, and another palm pushed to the Xu Fengyen’s body flew backward out of the snowy night exploded out of a similar resignation firecrackers of piercing sound. Sword armor Qi Lianhua’s fist or palm or pace, in fact, are very simple and dry, let a person easily reminiscent of once conceited with the world as the enemy of Wang Xianzhi, fast as running thunder, strong as explosive thunder, only to meet the enemy unarmed, do not care about the world’s sharp weapons.

Xu Fengyen was actually not seriously injured, but was only repulsed by the old man’s move, his heart fluttered, and the already disorganized qi in his body stumbled more and more, just like boiling water adding oil. This made him reacquaint himself with the Spring and Autumn Blade Armor, originally thought that Qi Lianhua was at most on the same level as Sui Shiaogu, but it seems that it should be at least a line higher.

If before the Liuzhou Dragon Beheading, Xu Fengyen was confident that even if the blade armor poured out its strength, he would not be in such a sorry state even if he was careless.

After Xu Fengyen settled down, blood seeped out from the corner of his mouth, he just didn’t bother to wipe it at all. It didn’t matter if he couldn’t care less.

Xu Fengyen had experienced life and death battles not once or twice.

The old man tsked, ”In your current terrible situation, at most you can only use three moves to fight for your life. When you meet an ordinary Vajra or even Finger Xuan expert, three moves are almost enough, but it’s a pity that you met me.”

Xu Fengnian calmly said, “It doesn’t need to be three moves, it’s just a matter of one move.”

The old man asked, “Even if you die, you still want to protect the two stele behind you? What’s the use of the stele when the person is dead? Aren’t you Xu Fengnian the King of Northern Liang? Don’t you understand trade-offs?”

The old man is probably a real old man, talk a little too much, at this time is still “good advice” said: “Boy, the world of beauty, that is the spring after spring every year, that is, the source of soldiers, is also a wildfire inexhaustible wildfire inexhaustible, a crop after a crop. But there are two things, it is difficult to replenish, one is the iron armor on the sand, less one is less one, it is difficult to fill quickly. Then there is the Jianghu masters, each of them needs talent, chance and many years of time to fight out. Especially you, Xu Fengnian, be careful with your life. If you die ……”

The snow was getting stronger.

Xu Fengyen ignored the old man’s ramblings and did a raised hand pose.

There was an additional snow blade in his hand.

But the old man suddenly got sentimental and looked at the sky with his hands in the air, “Northern Liang, fighting a country with the power of a place, if you die ……”

The old man spoke to himself with a sullen look, “Whether Northern Liang has a Northern Liang King or not, I don’t care at all. But whether Xu Fenian dies or not, how can I, Qi Lianhua, not care.”

A trace of bewilderment passed through Xu Fengyen’s eyes.

After being struck by the Blade Armor Qi Lianhua’s fist and palm, his body’s qi surprisingly had shown signs of a veto and began to stabilize after experiencing the initial violent shock.

The old man looked exasperated and glared, “Kid just realized my good intentions?”

Xu Fengyen was confused, but still held the snow knife, puzzled: “What exactly do you want to do?”

The old man who once said, “The man who returns home in the wind and snow” became more and more irritated, “Aren’t you a clever man with a heart of gold, how come you’re so unenlightened?!”

Xu Fengyen was also enraged and glared angrily at him.

Looking at the stubborn young man, the old man seemed to remember some past events, with this world tough for a lifetime of stubborn old man also softened a few points, soft tone, some helpless: “Fear of kid you can not guess, I did not take a pseudonym ‘Wu Jiang’?”

Xu Fengnian cried and laughed, “Didn’t I guess that you are Qi Lianhua and Spring and Autumn Blade Armor?”

The fiery old man suddenly stomped his foot, the wind and snow over the entire mausoleum came to a standstill, “Didn’t Xu Snapu tell you that his old man’s surname isn’t Wu? Even if that bastard Xu Snapdragon didn’t say it, Su’er didn’t mention it to you either? He didn’t tell you that there was a swordsman surnamed Qi who fought over a Wu woman at the Wu family’s sword mound, almost demolishing half of the sword mountain?!”

Xu Fengyen turned around, unable to see his expression, his tone could not hear any change in feelings, “No.”

“No?!” The old man was really angry, pointing at Xu Snap’s tombstone cursing, “Good you Jinzhou barbarian, back then in order to marry my daughter, you said not to kneel to heaven and not to the ground, just give me this father-in-law kneeling once! Well, a small lieutenant, under the hands of a few hundred people, dared to threaten that if you do not agree, the future will definitely lead the troops to destroy Chu! I should have slapped you to death!”

When the old man fell silent, there was only the sound of the wind and snow whimpering in the garden.

The old man’s eyes kindly, but also full of guilt, gazing at that than Xu Snapdragon too much too much younger back, slowly said: “The first time I secretly see you, is the Xu family cavalry rushed to the north of the Liang on the way, but also this kind of snowy and windy night, in a small temple, you were punished by your mother to read all night, you kid on the hand holding a book, sitting in the hall on the knees of the statue of the Buddha, with the statue of the front of the long bright lamp. long-lighting lamp, and read until dawn. Next to the four heavenly kings phase clay figures or with a knife and sword, or grim-faced, ghostly lights, outside the temple winter wind and snow like female ghosts such as sobbing, adults still have to be terrified, you’re not afraid of this child alone. I watched you on the beam for a night, really heart heart like ah, worthy of being my Qi Lianhua’s grandson!”

The old man’s heart and chest surged with a boldness that was proud of his grandson, “I don’t recognize Xu Snapdragon as my son-in-law, but I like you as my grandson! Even if Su’er doesn’t recognize me as her father, I still shamelessly came to Liangzhou, and when Su’er passed away from her illness, I became a lowly servant in anonymity. Who am I, Qi Lianhua? To be able to exchange victories on the chessboard with the Grand Master of Chu, Li Mi, to be able to cook wine and talk about pointing out the rivers and mountains with the Great Master Sun Xiji, to be able to stand side by side with Ye Baikui on the sands, and to be able to have the Chess Waiting Imperial Decree, Cao Changqing, respectfully referred to as a half-master!”

Xu Fengnian, who always had his back to the old man, squatted down, looked at the two tombstones, and asked, “Why didn’t you marry Grandma back then? Instead, they let Grandmother and my mother depend on each other in the family’s blank stares.”

The old man was silent, his eyes full of sorrow and remorse.

Xu Fengyen softly said, “Jiangshan beauty Jiangshan beauty, Jiangshan is in front of beauty, is it that you feel that Jiangshan society is more important? Or do you think that a great man has no wife? Do you, the famous Spring and Autumn ‘Flower Adding Lang’, think that women are just the icing on the cake of a life?”

Xu Fengyen asked again, “Why didn’t you protect my mother during the white clothes case in the capital?”

Without waiting for an answer, Xu Fengyen’s voice was hoarse, and he said in a trembling voice, “That’s why I didn’t know that I had a grandfather, and just assumed that he died a long time ago. Whether his surname was Wu or Qi, whether he was a great hero or a minor character, it didn’t matter at all.”

The old man sighed tersely after a long time, speechless.

Xu Fengyen sat cross-legged in front of the grave, bending down and reaching out to brush away the snow in front of the monument.

Qi Lianhua walked to the monument, looked down at Xu Snap’s tombstone, and blandly said, “By the time I heard the news and rushed to Tai’an City, it was already too late.”

The old man laughed at himself and said, “Whether you disown me as your grandfather or think that guy named Qi Lianhua is cold-blooded, I think that no matter how much I don’t like the man that my own daughter picks, the daughter that is married off is just like the water that is poured out. And at that time, three swords and armor can not kill the Liyang Emperor Zhao Dun who is in the middle of the heavenly destiny, since this is the case, as for the stream of Yuan Benxi Han Shengxuan Liu Artemisia division, as long as Xu Primrose is in the world for one day, that has to be the guts that he Xu Primrose should be picked, Xu Primrose can not do it, and there are my daughter Wu Su’s children.”

The old man turned his head to look at Xu Fengnian who kept sweeping the snow with his hands, and softly said, “Taoist sages have said that life and death are like sleep, sleep can be up, for life. Not being able to get up after sleeping, is death. Therefore, there is a great horror in this world, people do not laugh but cry when they are born, this is the reason. Buddhist texts also cloud rest heart silence, life and death great horror.”

The old man also squatted down, spilling, “Maybe you are right, Xu Snap is much stronger than what Spring and Autumn Blade Armor Da Chu Book Sage, only I am not willing and dare not admit it.”

The old man looked at Xu Snap’s tombstone and laughed, “In the end, after all, I couldn’t drink a cup of the wine you toasted.”

Xu Fengnian said softly, “It’s too late.”

Xu Fengyen’s eyes reddened, “In the past, I always wondered why Xu Snapdragon had a pair of cloth shoes he personally sewed in that under-bed box that didn’t fit anyone in the Xu family.”

The old man froze for a moment.

Then the old man laughed out loud, both fists clenched and resting on his legs, “Spring and Autumn is a dream of Spring and Autumn. People live a life, but is life and death two things, come both cry, go when when laugh.”

Then the old man stretched out a hand to hold a cup shape, five fingers will be more than a crystal clear white snow cup, the cup fell snow, said aloud: “The old father-in-law to son-in-law a cup!”

Cup of snow as wine.

Can drink a cup of nothing.

“Xiaonian, old man I’m going back to Guangling, I’ve been away from home for too long. Don’t bother sending me off.”

The old man turned around after the toast, patted away the snow on one of his grandson’s shoulders, pulled out a yellowed booklet from his pocket, and gently placed it beside Xu Fengnian.

With a final soft word, the old man got up, his hands violently shook his sleeves and began to stride towards the gate of the mausoleum, and his figure flickered away after he left the door.

Xu Fengyen who was a step behind could not stop him.

Outside Liangzhou city, the old man is traveling farther and farther away, the speed of the speed is the Northern Liang A-class horse is also far from being comparable, the old man in his hand more than a snow forged and gradually shaped Liang knife.

The world knows that Chu Tim Hua Lang practiced calligraphy in his life, and liked to write the words ‘Su’, ‘Nian’ and ‘Chun’ the most.

His daughter Wu Su is gone, but his grandson Xu Fengnian is still alive and well! There is nothing to worry about in this life, it’s time to get rid of the nickname of Qi Half Part, and might as well sit on the name of Qi Tim Hua. Xiao Nian, as grandpa last selfish once, so as to teach the world to know your father died, you still have an elder in the world, with me Qi Lianhua, there is no one who can be disgusted with the Northern Liang but not pay the price, the great pillar Gu Jiantang can not, Zhao family new emperor also can not!

Xiao Nian, you just guard the northwest gateway of the Central Plains.

Xu Fengyen’s figure swept long and fast, standing alone at the city head, but in the field of vision, there is only a white blanket.

After standing all night, at dawn, Xu Fengyen remembered the last words of the old man and muttered, “Is it really possible?”

In the spring of Xiangfu 2nd year, a creepy news came back to the capital from the borderline of the two Liao.

Gu Jiantang had lost, and to a man who used a sword.

This was just as well, the point was that the martial arts master who came out of nowhere did not give his name, but only an unimaginable identity.

In the middle of a dusk, on the outskirts of Tai’an City, two men roughly a generation apart in age were in a pavilion, sitting opposite each other.

The younger one is the Song family’s youngest phoenix, Song Ke Li, who has recently “risen again” in the capital.

Song Ke Li temporarily did not serve in the capital, but the Ministry of Rites Minister Jin Lanting has been invited several times to Song Ke Li to go to the family dinner, many of the old people in the capital, especially the clan honored also have to show their goodwill.

Song Ke Li should have been happy at this time, but the face of sadness, looking at Mr. Yuan in front of him to raise a cup of wine, said sadly: “Even if that person is better than the great general Gu’s great master, but Tai’an City previously can cope with that dragged his family to wear a sword man, and how can not deal with another martial arts person?”

Yuan Benxi laughed, glanced at Song Ke Li, and did not speak.

Song Ke Li rested on the table of the hand clenched tightly, face green, lips trembling said: “I know, I know, after the death of the late emperor, then the identity of Mr. just Han Lin Yuan some old and unsupported Huangmen Lang. The current son of heaven is hating how to get rid of the bondage, that old man’s appearance gave him a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to kill with a borrowed knife and keep his hands free of blood! So the capital forbidden army shall not mobilize one person, Qin Tian Supervisor Qi Practitioner shall not mobilize one person, dependent on the court waist carp bag of jianghu masters shall not mobilize one person! Mr. Yuan, is Tai An City going to tear down the bridge again? His Zhao family really do not have any face?

Song Ke Li lowered his head, “Mr. Yuan taught me that for a human subject to serve the king of a dynasty is to burn one incense for only one Buddha, one dynasty, one courtier, because of the last incense burnt incense love is broken.”

Tongue broken half of Yuan Benxi look calm, put down the wine cup, said vaguely: “Right or wrong, what I said earlier, is only the way for the official, but there is also a more primitive way for the people must not be forgotten. To the king to honor the incense, in fact, is the art, not the road, you Song Ke Li real road, in the burning of incense, is to add oil for the world’s people. This is the fundamental of the first minister Zhang Julu left to Liyang, as a strategist, I Yuan Benxi think I do not lose anyone, but as a courtier, Zhang Julu is the first person to open the new atmosphere of the millennium. You have to learn his way, don’t learn my technique. Otherwise, you Song Ke Li this life to the top is a Yin Mao Chun Zhao right age of the stream, Yuan Benxi cultivate you Song Ke Li what is the use? How will you stand out among Sun Yin’s peers in the future?”

Yuan Benxi looked toward the twilight outside the pavilion, smiled and said, “The famous ministers and ministers of the spring of Yong Hui are destined to remain in history, but you, who started in the xiangfu years, may be in the history books of the words behind you, will be better than that set of old people. Because Yong Hui has a make the world readers all lose color Zhang Julu, your generation is different, Chen Wang eight-sided exquisite Fu dragon, Sun Yin patience city slaying dragon, and you Song Ke Li’s cool loner, each have eye-catching style.”

Song Ke Li did not dare to raise his head to look at this Mr. Yuan, who accompanied him on his journey through the north and south of the Yangtze River last year.

Yuan Benxi said softly, “All parties have tried to draw in, and I’ve been letting you wait for the price, so last night the disciple of Song Tanglu, the seal in charge of the Secretarial Supervisor, found you and brought you an oracle. You don’t need to feel guilty, if you can’t wait to tell me about Yuan Benxi, that would be disappointing.”

Song Ke Li looked up sharply.

Yuan Benxi smiled lightly and said softly, “Coming.”

A person walked in the distance.

There was an odd snow-white long knife hanging from his waist.

Song Ke Li stood up and blocked the pavilion steps, without seeing any movement from the old man, Song Ke Li, who was not bad in martial arts, was thrown out of the pavilion.

After the old man took his seat, Yuan Benxi rested three wine glasses on the table and reached out his fingers to gently push a clean wine glass in front of the old man.

Yuan Benxi laughed frankly, ”Back then, I was still curious as to why old Mr. Qi would break through the gates of Tai’an City, but later, when I saw Xie Feiyu gifting me many of Mr. Qi’s authentic calligraphy posters, with more of the character Chun in the early days, and more of the character Su Nian in the later days, I understood a bit more. Zhao Hook had earlier assassinated His Highness the Son of the World sixteen times in the territory of Northern Liang in an elaborate manner, three of which were the most regrettable, and all of which were also thwarted by old Mr. Qi.”

The old man did not raise his cup to drink, but instead placed the snowy knife on the tabletop, “When the old man kills someone, he will still let them drink a few mouthfuls of head-breaking wine, and drink slowly.”

Yuan Benxi tilted his head back and drank the wine in the cup in one gulp, “Since old Mr. Qi has the intention to kill but not the heart to kill, why do you need to make a show of it?”

Qi Lianhua sneered, “So Yuan Benxi is no better.”

Yuan Benxi shook his head and said, “In life, some people are greedy for cups, some people are greedy for life, it’s all human nature.”

Qi Lianhua said, “Li Yishan Nalan right Ci two people, one person to help Xu Snapdragon to fight down the spring and autumn, one person to help Zhao Bing seek to take over the world, is the real seek the world. As for Huang Longshi, it is even more than your half-inch tongue can match. Your Yuan Benxi’s whole life is nothing more than guarding the world, not to mention the funny thing is that you haven’t been able to guard it yet. The reason why I don’t kill you is because not killing, is better than killing you.”

Yuan Benxi laughed to himself, “Old Mister is deliberately keeping me alive to dogfight?”

Qi Lianhua stretched out one finger to tap the snow knife that was built according to the earliest generation of Xu Knives, “A great Xu Knife, used to decapitate a dog’s head, what a sight.”

Yuan Benxi was unperturbed and smiled, “The old gentleman has the grace of not killing, then the younger generation also has a word of advice, killing me, Yuan Benxi, is just a small matter of snapping my fingers, but it’s not easy to go to the city to find Emperor Zhao Zhuan. Compared to the former emperor, the current son of heaven is far, far too afraid of death. I believe that that Xu Fengyen would rather his grandfather return to Beiliang peacefully than for the old man to die a heroic death in Tai’an City, even if the method of death is called magnificent. Xu Fengyen had a hard time making a clean end with his past life and afterlife, this departure of the old gentleman, not to mention sending charcoal in the snow, even the icing on the cake can’t be counted as ah.”

Qi Lianhua eeped in surprise, “You, Yuan Benxi, with only half of your tongue left, can not only speak, but also speak a few words of human language?”

Yuan Benxi still looks happy, pointing to the wine pot, “For so many years, the wine pot of flower carving wine, but the wine loaded is always Northern Liang Green Ants, is the old gentleman really not going to drink a cup?”

Qi Lianhua raised his cup and drank it all, the old man got up and left the pavilion, but left behind the knife, and finally left a sentence, “All three of your Liyang dynasties of kings, you have all apologized to Xu Snapdragon.”

Yuan Benxi watched the old man leave, and only after a long time passed did he quietly and invisibly nod his head.

Song Ke Li covered his heart and staggered into the pavilion, and was relieved to see that Mr. Yuan was safe and sound.

When Song Ke Li sat down, Yuan Benxi stood up instead, looked at the sky, and said sadly: “The sky wants to rain and the mother wants to marry …… But I don t want some things to just go with it.”

A smile appeared on Yuan Benxi’s face, “Old sir, I am a man’s words are good even when he is about to die.”

When Mr. Yuan turned towards the stone table and held the cold Xu knife, Song Ke Li suddenly had a bad premonition and his face instantly paled.

Yuan Benxi looked into the distance, “It should be Song Tanglu waiting, Zhao Zhuan doesn’t have this kind of guts.”

Yuan Benxi retracted his gaze and threw Song Ke Li a brocade pouch, “You tell that eunuch in charge afterward that he wants to live longer and better than Han Sheng Xuan, so let him take a look at something like this.”

Song Ke Li as if received a hot potato, fidgety, eyes covered with blood.

Yuan Benxi snapped, “Song Ke Li, put away the brocade pouch! Get up and receive the sword!”

Song Ke Li subconsciously stood up violently, but looked panicked as he took a few steps back, the poise of the Song family’s fledgling phoenix all gone.

Yuan Benxi took a step forward and handed out the cool knife.

Song Ke Li shook his head frantically.

This Liyang Imperial Master’s face was livid as he rebuked, “If you don’t kill Yuan Benxi, how can you, Song Ke Li, stand on the side of the king!”

Song Ke Li’s face was full of tears, six gods, and he kept repeating, “Sir, I won’t kill you, sir, I won’t kill you ……”

Yuan Benxi sighed, put the knife on the table, then turned his back to Song Ke Li and calmly said, “Transportation to the hero is not free. If you don’t kill me, I, Yuan Benxi, am a waste, and even if I live on for a few more years, the world in the future will be destined to have no more traces of my half-inch tongue Yuan Benxi.”

Yuan Benxi closed his eyes and said softly, “Song Ke Li, you must not let me down.”

Huanglongshi Li Yishan, one step behind you. Nalan Righteousness, one step ahead of you.

Song Ke Li trembled as he gripped the cool sword.

Yuan Benxi opened his eyes in a flash, looking deeply into the afterglow of the distant sky, this half-inch tongue Imperial Master opened his mouth, took a deep breath as if he had borrowed one last breath with this side of heaven and earth, and roared, “Take the head!”

Song Ke Li looked agonized, and his hand raised his sword!

When the cold-faced and bright red python robe of the Chief Eunuch of the Palace of Justice, leisurely walked to the bottom of the pavilion steps, only to see that ill-fated young man sitting on the ground in a stagnant manner, with shocking blood and tears flowing from his eyes, and he held the head in his arms to death.

Outside Tai’an City, the old man squinted his eyes and looked at the lofty city, and laughed, “I, Qi Lianhua, have had a high eye in my life, and I have asked for a lot, I have asked for my calligraphy to surpass the ancients, I have asked for my family to prosper, I have asked for a long life for the Kingdom of Da Chu, and I have asked for the well-being of all the people in the world, and as a result, nothing has been accomplished, and I am empty-handed.”

The old man cupped his hands and breathed, “the last request, but the request is very small, only seek to do a can make their own conscience of the elders.”

It was on this day that a nameless old man entered Tai’an City and went straight into the Qin Tian Supervisor.

He killed all the Qi Practitioners and 800 guards of the Qin Tian Supervisor.

This old lunatic did not have any words from beginning to end, and only silently said to himself on his deathbed, “Xiaonian ah, don’t forget the words Grandpa said to you. Remember to believe in yourself, and believe in Northern Liang with you in it!”

The old man’s departure of that sentence happened to be the opposite of a thoughtless sentence from Yuan Benxi.

“When the time comes, all of heaven and earth will work together!”