Chapter 204 – Throwing Swords at the Tide

His Royal Highness and his entourage made a slight detour on their way back to the Guangling River.

Just in time for the August 18 tide, tide tourists from the north and south, unprecedented, after the Spring and Autumn period, and then there is no previous national boundaries cut off, the scholar’s book study and the ranger with a sword to break into the more and more unimpeded, and incidentally explore the scenery are also popular more and more thick, the tide of the Guangling Emei Golden Dome of the Buddha’s light and the Wudang Dynasty datong and known as the world’s three major wonders. The big Yanji is a line of tide the best viewpoints, the world, today there are more Guangling water division parade, Zhao Yi, the feudal lord will personally come to the pressure. Guangling rich and dignitaries have dragged their families to come to watch the tide, compared with the commoners and the poor people of the city, the former number of small, but naturally occupy seven or eight out of ten of the best viewing position, set down a few cases of beds and couches, full of wine, food and fruits, and invited generations of friends of the Qingliu celebrities, together with laughing and pointing out the river and the mountains.

When the tide surges into the trumpet mouth bay, there will be a warship belonging to the Guangling naval division rushed to lead the tide into the two sides of the river stretches for ten miles, all the carriages and horses are garments, the big Yanji review platform by the king of Guangling Zhao Yi command, when vaguely visible canoe and the tide to come, drums vibrate to the sky, the tide and the drums together with the sound of the endless, the people will be able to see the foggy surface of the river there is a white line from the east to the west and move, the rainbow crosses the river, tide is also with the advancement of the progressive The tide also gradually rose with the advancement, and when it reached the vicinity of Danyanji, it could be as high as four zhang, covering the sky and the earth.

His Highness the Prince came a little late, the river bank suitable for observing the tide had already been filled with tents or tables, and hearing the deafening cheers, he could already guess that the tide warship would be approaching soon, so he had to abandon the carriage, letting Shu Shy and Yang Qingfeng stay at the same place to keep watch, but His Highness the Prince reminded the two escorts to sit on the roof of the carriage to watch the scenery with a smile before separating. Green bird in the hands of a small altar, waist hanging that Lv Qiantang relics Red Xia sword, Xu Fengyen walked in the forefront, Murong Wuzhu frail body bones, was held by him, with her nature to go with the flow, may be washed away all have not had the face to cry out for help.

Murong Tong Huang leaning to the right, some of the most like to join in the fun good mooching dengtuzhi to do it, was Murong Tong Huang a slap slap over, or lifting the leg hard kick, out of moving feet unambiguously, ate the loss of the waves of most want to immediately from the body of this little girl to get back the cheap, only to see the head of the Xu Fengyu brocade fox fur, immediately waned the momentum, sansan Ran shrinking hand, looking for another target, picking a few soft persimmons to get off the ground, anyway, watching the tide! Anyway, in the sea of people, there are a lot of small housewives who do not say anything after being bullied, so there is no need to hang yourself on a tree.

In the bamboo sea was captured Chen Yu and Pei Nanwei, the same, head covered with a dense cap, body section of the enchanting, as if male and female siblings, but these two ranked in the rouge list of the great beauty are closely behind His Royal Highness, right Murong Tong Huang all the way to the slap slap, the left handmaiden bird with a scabbard to clean up the obstacles, no one can get close to the old man is responsible for the back of the goatskin fur, nothing he did, many times the eyes are lost in the Chen woman, accurate and accurate. In the Chen woman, accurately small waist, the old God of Swords a hundred years of experience, still have to admit that Xu kid pick women’s eyes, can be more colorful than the climb on the martial arts road, which is Li ChunGang are not convinced can not, the old God of Swords this period of time busy admiring PeiNanReed’s buttocks, ShuXia’s breasts, Murong siblings and the lotus, a great deal of happiness, but see the most, or that the surname of the Chen strange woman, especially the Her soft waist, tsk, really is to let the viewer creep moving God, how women’s style, look at the aura, look at its eyes, look at the style, but also have to look at the waist of the top and bottom of the ah, Shan and line, the small waist swing amplitude is too big, then the demonic and vulgar, but if it is too small, but also slightly small, this is the old saying is called a woman’s waist has a river of the source of the mountain.

But this Chen Yu beauty is absolutely beautiful, the old sword god show color can be eaten, but there is a trace of doubt, she appeared in the timing of the place are too coincidental, was captured by the Xu kid robbed after the performance is too calm, has exceeded the scope of the lady of the house not to be alarmed by the events, observation of the qi, this body permeated with the mysterious beauty is not a person who practiced martial arts, after all, under the sun can be a few to hold a simple return to the real old dog Zhao Xuan Su? Asked her credentials in the end in the end? Sheepskin fur old man Li narrowed his eyes, a line of people easily rushed out of the sea of people, and then forward is the Guangling magnates occupy the riverside, there are many tigers back and waist of the sturdy servants stand around the chest, deterring the people, some of the big gate valve children, hired a number of famous on the rivers and lakes in the curtain guest secretary, wearing a sword hanging sword, forceful, decent, two areas, clearly distinguish between the two, which and the Temple of the Newspapers Qu Shui Yu Goblet celebrities do not care about with the mundanes! Sitting in the same seat, extremely similar.

Xu Fengyin is dipped in the light of the beautiful people around him, with him as the center, near the formation of a circle of vacuum, here, do not need to stand on tiptoe to watch the tide, Li old man stood with his hands, looking out over the river as fast as the thunder of a line of tide, the look of sullenness, the year when a man with a sword to look down upon the world, in the Guangling River, the Royal Sword on the tidal wave, and so much will, and now the old man, the Royal Sword more and more pure, but half a point want to go to the Wooden Show in the forest of the I am now old and my sword is getting more and more skillful, but I don’t even have the feeling of wanting to go to the forest.

The old man who only likes to buckle his feet idly is not aware of the year he made this feat, attracting countless heroes of the rivers and lakes one after another in the Guangling River to show the tide, there is a force to carry a thousand kilograms of tripods angrily smashed the tide, there are swordsmen canoeing against the tide, there is also brawn amazing archer beads iterative, and the tide collided with the wave, stirring up a thousand layers of waves, when Lv Qiantang became famous before the river in the knot thatched sword practice for more than ten years, is not precisely the God of Swords Li Chungang admiring Wasn’t it the admiration of Li Chungang, the god of swords, who walked the riverside with a sword in a green shirt? Unfortunately, after Zhao Yi into the old Western Chu territory, Guangling division of the water division of the dragon coiled in this, which is too long for the life of the jianghu people dare to come to show off the masters of the frame, Guangling division of the water division regardless of the scale or strength, in the dynasty of the water division are ranked first, far from the Qingzhou division of that kind of embroidered pillows can be compared to once the war started, it is estimated that to the Guangling stuffed teeth are not enough. During the annual parade, besides Zhao Yi, the great feudal lord, overlooking all the people on the Danyan Rocky, the most outstanding one must be the one who symbolizes the tide of Guangling’s naval division, who drives a warship across the river all by himself.

At the moment, when people on both sides of the river looked at the warship, the warship was a hair’s breadth away.

A young general stood by his sword, with sharp armor and valiant posture, attracting countless young ladies to sway their hearts and minds.

Southern scholars into forests, spectacular, go to stroll any temple Taoist temple, look around, full of wall full of poetry and calligraphy, that is, some leakage of wind and rain of the shabby inn, can be seen in a variety of wistful traveler article, so they really see too much to listen to too much of the same age of the scholar’s literary talent, the one who is the thesis, has not yet been and the crown of the three a grant with the jinshi, and a hand of excellent cursive writing, known as a book, no matter how many words on the paper, no matter how many words on the paper. No matter how many words on the paper, it is always written in one stroke, without carving. In terms of martial arts, he once won over a swordsman of Guangling King’s residence on the school field. This person is a first-class scholar, undoubtedly the most deserved number one in Guangling, and even the domineering son of Guangling willingly befriended him and honored him as his elder brother.

When the warship sailed past, many tourists who had prepared bonfires and reed flowers threw them into the Guangling River to pray for blessings to the Dragon King of Guangling, and these people were all men and women of the local powerful clans or foreign gate valves, and the ordinary people brought a bunch of reed flowers with them, and most of them were a bit far away from the riverbank, so they did not have the courage to throw bonfires. Solid beatings, this is not some of the courage to throw reeds of the common people, causing trouble, not enough time to escape will be ferocious servants and evil slaves caught, overturned on the ground, a beatings and kicks, but also do not dare to make a sound, can only be bruised and swollen crawling back to the pile of people. Xu Fengyen is the dynasty’s most cursed big dude, not strange, but also did not see the road to help the chivalrous heart of the sword, two ears do not hear the injustice, just pursed up the cool thin lips, wrapped in a coat of snow like fur quietly forward, he had two piles of cups and glasses in front of the world’s families, there are a few sturdy servants to go up to block the way, by the blue bird without saying anything to take the scabbard to shoot flying, spinning in the air twice before crashing to the ground, the fainted on the spot! .

Xu Fengyen ignored the croaking of a few Guangling family members and walked to the riverside, coinciding with a line of tide surging past, and took the altar and the Red Xia Great Sword from the hands of the green bird, first throwing the altar containing Lu Qiantang’s ashes into the river, and then throwing the sword, hitting the small altar, and spilling the ashes into the river tides.

For Lu Qiantang’s death in battle, Xu Fengyen could not talk about how mournful, only that since he had promised to fulfill the dying wish of that East Vietnam swordsman, he always had to fulfill it according to the appointment, Xu Fengyen clapped his hands, squatted down, looked at the rolling tide, and softly said: ”It is said that a strong man does not die that is already dead, and that death is to raise a great name. No wonder you are dying to break into a rage.”

Xu Fengyen stood up and realized that Chen Ruixin was looking at the back of the man on the warship, there was a drapery hat covering her face, so it was hard to see her face, but it gave off some strange feeling.

Xu Fengyen glanced obliquely at the few Guangling noble sons who were still chattering, and waited for them to subconsciously shut up in shock before he turned his head to this silent woman and smiled jocularly, “What’s the matter, you’re a good match?”

She shook her head bashfully and said, “He once mentioned that calligraphy and swordsmanship are similar, and his insights are unique. Cursive writing leaves little white but God sparse, more blanks but God dense, brushwork opening and closing gathering and dispersing, put on the sword, if magnificent and majestic, not as good as ……”

Xu Fengyen interrupted very ungracefully, “Talking on paper is boring as hell.”

Chen Yu stopped talking and laughed it off.

To the lute.

Although Xu Fengnian’s measure was small and his mind’s eye was narrow, he still had some self-knowledge left and laughed at himself, “We ah, indeed, we are on different paths, Chen Yu, since we are already a family, you might as well make it clear that you have a sweetheart.”

Chen Yu calmly asked, “If there was, did you just kill him?”

Hearing a killing word slaughter coming out of a beauty’s mouth had a different flavor, Xu Fengnian laughed loudly, “I like your nature, it’s just right to be my brother’s daughter-in-law.”

Chen Yu looked towards Dayan Rocky, where there was a bloated man in a python robe that was almost bursting, she sighed for no reason.

Xu Fengyen smiled and asked, “Don’t scare me, you are involved with Guangling King Zhao Yi?”

Chen Yu’s face was as usual, she did not make a sound.

Xu Fengyen inserted his hands into his sleeves and said softly, “Let’s go, back to Northern Liang.”

Chen Yu did not move, hesitated and said, “Someone wants me to go to the capital, you can’t stop me.”

Xu Fengyen stopped, a playful look on his face, “Who’s such a toad to open his mouth indiscriminately, moving to swallow the sky and spit out the earth?”

Chen Yu stared at His Highness’ face without any joking implication.

Xu Fengnian’s face turned odd.

Chen Yu Shen bent down to pick up a bunch of reeds on the ground and threw them into the Guangling River, saying, “When I was three years old, I was counted by Longhu Mountain together with the Chintian Supervisor on my destiny, and I belonged to the Lunar Laurel into the Temple frame.”

The old man in sheepskin fur, who had been watching with cold eyes, said in a bad mood, “It’s either a good fate to be a queen or a noble princess.”

Xu Fengyen let out an oh, no further comment.