Chapter 55: Could this be eight years old?
Hongxiufang, Jinyu Tower.
There are only three places in Longyuan City that do not enforce curfew, namely Dongshi, Xishi and Hongxiufang. In this place where fragrant aromas fill the streets and lanterns dance with fish and dragons, each large brothel has its own characteristics. For example, Miaoyin Pavilion specializes in musicians.
The most respected thing about Jinyu Tower is its privacy.
Dignified guests can only enter if they recommend each other. The entrance is in a very hidden place. The entire building is covered in a tight formation. Each aisle and each room is well separated. Basically, there will be no face-to-face meetings.
Therefore, it has become the first choice for people whose identities are inconvenient or for discussing confidential matters.
Hong Yinsheng, the leader of the Longya Gang, and Liu Hanyi, the leader of the Xiong Hall, appeared in a luxuriously decorated private room on the top floor of the Jinyu Building.
Painted screens, golden carved beams, and valuable mellow wine on the table.
The two entered the room and saw two other people sitting at the table, also a man and a woman.
The man is a middle-aged man wearing a golden brown satin robe. He is slightly fatter, has a mustache and a shrewd smile.
The woman has her hair in a high bun, gold and green hairpins, a face with almond eyes and red lips, and a jade face. Under the light, she looks indescribably charming.
"Gang Leader Hong! Hall Master Liu, I have admired Gang Leader Hong's name for a long time, and today I finally meet him." Seeing Hong Yinsheng come in, the man immediately stood up to greet him, and the woman also stood up.
Hong Yinsheng nodded and said: "You're welcome."
"Mr. Zhang, I haven't seen you for a few days, and you look a little haggard." Liu Hanyi greeted him with a smile, and then said: "Mrs. It’s getting more and more radiant.”
“Haha.” The man known as Mr. Zhang smiled and sighed, “I’m old and young, so I can’t compare to you masters. Alas..."
"What did the officer say?" Mrs. Zhang pushed him coquettishly.
"It doesn't matter, we are not outsiders." Liu Hanyi said narrowly: "If Mr. Zhang is really unable to do what he wants, we have a lot of strong men in the gang, maybe we can help."
"This is not a presumptuous thing." Mr. Zhang raised his eyebrows, "Even if I agree, my wife can't agree."
"I'm talking about teaching you some methods of strengthening your body and strength. Oops, what are you thinking!" Liu Hanyi suddenly stared.
There was laughter and laughter at the moment, and the banquet became more lively.
Liu Hanyi said again: "The gang leader may not know something. Mr. Zhang and our Hall Master Bai were once classmates and friends."
"Oh?" Hong Yinsheng then raised his eyes, "There is also this matter Origin? "
"I only found out about this after talking to Hall Master Liu last time," Mr. Zhang said: "Earlier when we were at Dongya Academy, Bai Zishan and I were the most outstanding and we were competing with each other. . At that time, the gentlemen said that I had the talent of being ranked second in the rankings and he had the talent of being ranked first. I said it was because my knowledge and articles were better than his, but he said it was because he was more handsome than me."
"That's it. Having a shameless face is indeed something Hall Master Bai can do well," Liu Hanyi said with a smile.
“Neither of you took part in the imperial examination?” Hong Yinsheng asked directly.
Because they all know that the person in front of them is a businessman. If he can really be admitted to the imperial court, no one will do business.
“Hi.” Mr. Zhang smiled bitterly, “The fate of the two of us is similar.”
“I was ransacked because of a crime at home, and was later rescued... ...Working for the Sixth Young Master," he said quietly, "The Sixth Young Master needs me to be a businessman, so I will be a businessman and go to Yuezhou to do business for more than ten years. I heard that Bai Zishan was caught cheating in the scientific examination. He was kicked out of the examination room. When I heard about it, I was still wondering, how could he be so knowledgeable?”
“He was framed,” Hong Yinsheng said lightly: “As for the person who framed him, I have already told him. I helped him deal with it."
"Who would have thought that, after all, we would all be working for the Sixth Young Master?" Mr. Zhang laughed twice, paused, and then said, "Recently. The Ministry of Industry has caused trouble, and the young master is not very happy. Fortunately, Nancheng is almost done. What he means is that you give this land to me and I will take care of it from now on. "
"Yes." Hong Yinsheng nodded and said, "Of course we have no objection to the Sixth Young Master's order."
"It's just..." He waited for a moment, then said in a deep voice: "We have no objection to the property in the south of the city." The Longya Gang paid a lot of effort to win it. If we just hand it over now, my gang will lose too much, and I may not be able to support so many brothers."
"I understand what Gang Leader Hong means, and that's it. I know your concerns." Zhang Xingkai immediately replied: "Before I came here to see you today, I tried my best to help you with the Sixth Young Master, but the situation in the DPRK and China is very bad. The Sixth Young Master has also given a lot. At least for now, he may not be able to help you much. Please stick to it, and when the Babel Tower is completed, all difficulties will be solved.”
“We have not earned enough for the Ministry of Industry over the years. "Is it too much?" Hong Yinsheng couldn't tell, "Do they still need someone to save them now?"
"There is nothing we can do about it..." Zhang Xingkai lowered his body and said, "Brother Hong, You and I both know that if the Ministry of Industry falls, it will be useless for the Longya Gang to hold it in its hands; as long as the Ministry of Industry is there, the Longya Gang can have whatever they want.”
Snap.
Hong Yinsheng said nothing, but the wine glass in his hand had disappeared. In the tightly grasped palm, grains of powder were scattered.
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Xinghua Mountain and Yunzhiguan.
Liang Yue sat upright on the futon in front of Wang Rulin, listening to the teachings. Opposite me, the old god Shouzhen Zhenyi is there, smiling, looking like a worldly master.
When Liang Yue sat down, he said, "I'm going to teach you some real skills today."
Haha.
You also know that drinking, sex, wealth, and seeking friendship are not serious.
Liang Yue cursed in his heart and replied: "Thank you for your hard work, Master."
"I have countless swordsmanship skills, and the first thing you have to learn is the mental method." Wang Rulin preached leisurely, "Ordinary warriors don't pay much attention to mental training when they are at a low level, but our lineage is not good at it. I have a self-created mental method called "Jianxin Hedao". "Swordsman Hedao?" Liang Yue listened carefully.
Wang Rulin said: "Back then, I practiced Xuanmen Taoism. Once I lost my composure, my Taoist heart collapsed, and my realm fell, I gave up Taoism and started martial arts. It's just that my martial arts practice is different from others, because I once practiced Taoism. So I integrated the Taoist mind method into it and created this method of combining the sword's heart with the Tao. I have been in the world for twenty years without encountering an opponent."
"Don't look at it. My name is not on the Tongtian Ranking, that is because I am not dedicated to improving my realm. If there is a fight, there should be no more than ten people on the Tongtian Ranking who can defeat me."
"Then. How should I practice this sword-centered approach?" Liang Yue heard his heart surge and asked aloud.
Wang Rulin replied: "First there is the heart of the sword, and then the Tao. As for how to temper the heart of the sword... Baiyuan!"
"Here!"
A Taoist flashed out in front of the main hall. Tong, wearing a navy blue Taoist robe, with a bun, thick eyebrows, big eyes, red lips and white teeth. Carrying a blue and black stone sword on his back, his voice was childish and clear.
Before, Wang Rulin said that there was something wrong with the Taoist boy in the temple, and he thought he was bragging. It turned out that there really was a Taoist boy.
"Follow me." Wang Rulin brought the two of them to the courtyard and asked them to stand a few feet apart. "Bai Yuan is the little Taoist boy I adopted. He is eight years old this year and has already learned the sword from me. Three years can be regarded as a registered disciple. Although you came late, as a direct disciple, he can call you Xiaoyue and fight with him without leaving your name."
"Ah?" Liang Yue was startled for a moment, "Hit him?"
He looked at the opposite side, the little Taoist boy who looked smart and cute, like a piece of pink and jade.
"Why, you dare not?" Wang Rulin said: "The so-called sword heart is a firm heart that dares to draw the sword no matter who it is. Dare not draw the sword against the weak, and dare not draw the sword against the strong Sword, what’s the difference between the two?”
Ah?
Liang Yue was startled again.
Is there such an angle?
Dare not draw the sword against the weak and dare not draw the sword against the strong... can these two be the same?
Why does it feel like there is a hint of reasonableness in the absurdity.
He looked at the little Taoist boy opposite and nodded gently, "Then...Junior Brother Baiyuan, I'm rude."
As he said that, he sacrificed without leaving a name, and held the sword in front of him. hand.
"Draw out the sword!" Wang Rulin shouted.
Liang Yue no longer hesitated, raised his long sword, and swung upwards, intending to lightly chop, a little afraid of hurting the opponent.
Unexpectedly, the little Taoist boy opposite who was still chuckling suddenly made a move like lightning. At some point, he had pulled out the blue and black stone sword behind him and quickly blocked Liang Yue's blade.
Cang.
He smiled a little and narrowed his eyes, and whispered: "Brother, you don't have to let me."
Liang Yue looked at his shooting speed and it seemed that he really had something. Although he was only eight years old and had practiced swordsmanship with Wang Rulin for three years, he might not be weaker than him.
Immediately he stopped his hand, and then stabbed out with his sword faster.
Bang!
Consciousness seemed to end at the moment when the sword was drawn out. The sword fell into the air, and with a pain in his abdomen, he felt his body being thrown into the air, and then landed heavily on the ground.
"Oh..." Liang Yue retched heavily before he recovered. He raised his head and looked at the Taoist opposite in surprise before he realized what had just happened.
His sword was blocked, and then he was stabbed by the opponent's sword. Fortunately, the opponent used a stone sword, so the sword did not pierce his heart, but only knocked him away.
Bai Yuan had put his sword on his back again, stood with his hands tied, and said very politely with an innocent smile: "Brother Liang, I accept the concession."
He did not look. What kind of sword moves did Qing use, but with this speed, strength and reaction ability...
Can this be eight years old?
Good morning.
(End of this chapter)