Chapter 124: After eight years, he drew his sword again and sent Lord Zhao to his death
On the long silent street, the wind blew.
The flags hanging from the pergola of the tea stall trembled as the wind blew, and a huge word "tea" floated like a battlefield flag.
Zhao Duan's muscles tensed up, he stared at the swordsman blocking the way, and said sarcastically:
"The Ghost Festival hasn't even arrived yet, so why are there little ghosts running into the earthly world? Could it be that my reputation has spread to the underworld?"
The grim-faced swordsman didn't pay attention to his taunts, and smiled calmly:
"It's true that you have sharp teeth and a sharp mouth. No wonder you can please the false emperor, but today I, the 'ghost', will indeed send you to hell."
Pseudo emperor... Zhao Duan caught the key word and raised his eyebrows:
"Are you a rebel against Kuangfu Society?"
The grim-faced swordsman did not deny it, nodded happily and sighed:
"During the time when Taifu Zhuang left the capital, there was no leader in the capital, which allowed you to take advantage of the opportunity. It was an accident that you survived, and it was even more unexpected that Tiechuguan fell into your hands.
Although we don’t want to admit it, we have underestimated you. Who would have thought that a loyal dog raised by a false emperor actually has the fangs of a wolf? "
Zhao Duan said "ha" and said:
"Is this a compliment?"
The ghost-faced swordsman said calmly: "Of course it counts, otherwise I wouldn't come to take your life personally. You should feel honored."
You are so pretentious...No, who are you...Zhao Duan said sarcastically: "You hide your head and show your tail, but your tone is really scary. If you dare to ambush an imperial official in the capital, you really don't know how to write the word "death" ”
The man who led the crowd into the capital not long ago, succeeded Zhuang Xiaocheng and was promoted to the helmsman of the Kuangfu Club in the capital, held a tea bowl in his hand and said calmly:
"There's no need to test it. It doesn't hurt to tell you frankly. This street is no longer in the capital.
Oh, you can understand it as a gap opened up in the capital city, just like a hidden alley hidden in the vast buildings. No one will visit you even if you scream. "
Your line is inappropriate for this occasion... Zhao Duan complained in his heart to relieve his tense mood.
I also understood that the street under my feet might be a "border" or maze built on the original map of the capital in some way.
I couldn't help but feel my heart sink.
The opponent must be fully confident in setting up such a battle.
It is better to passively defend than to take the initiative to attack.
Zhao Duan clenched the knife in his hand and suddenly said:
"Have you ever heard of a saying that villains die from talking too much?"
As soon as he finished speaking, his legs suddenly hit the ground, his trousers tightened suddenly, like an arrow leaving the string, and the long sword unsheathed in his hand was pointed at the powerful enemy.
The grim-faced swordsman was stunned for a moment, shook his head calmly, and said:
"No, villains will only die if they are not strong enough."
When he uttered the first word, the rough ceramic tea bowl in his hand spun and flew out, hitting Zhao Duan head-on.
The moment the high-speed rotating teacup collided with the tip of the knife, sparks were faintly wiped out, and then exploded.
The sharp blade trembled as it passed through drops of brown tea soup and forced it into the tea shed.
"bite!"
The next second, he was blocked by a scabbard wrapped with hemp rope.
The ghost-faced swordsman still maintained his sitting position, holding the scabbard with his left hand, and blocked Zhao Duan's long-charged sword in the midst of lightning and flint.
The powerful energy exploded in the collision.
The turbulent airflow, like countless sharp blades, tore the awning apart and was riddled with holes.
"Chichi..."
The circles of hemp rope wrapped around the scabbard were all broken.
The main body of the scabbard is revealed to be half red and half black, with excellent texture and extraordinary quality to the eye.
Zhao Duan gathered strength and thrust out the sword with all his strength, but was blocked by the opponent lightly. Even though he was prepared in his heart, he was still inevitably disappointed.
Without hesitation, he backed away from the blow and kicked his feet towards the table, trying to move back as hard as he could.
"Crack!"
The square table made of rotten wood fell apart in an instant, but the ghost-faced swordsman's right hand had already grasped the hilt of the sword.
Pull out slowly.
"Qiang——"
The clear sound of the sword resounded through the long street, and Zhao Duan could clearly see the smooth mirror-like sword body slowly sliding out of the scabbard.
One side of the sword blade reflected half of a grimace, and the other side reflected Zhao Duan's solemn eyes at this moment.
A destructive sword intent filled the air.
On the long street, the temperature suddenly dropped. It was clearly the dog days of summer, but Zhao Duan felt the extreme cold at this moment.
It's like imagining at night, trekking on the snowy field with Taizu Dayu, facing the cold storm towering into the clouds.
"What kind of sword is this?"
Zhao Duan was surprised to see that a layer of mist first appeared on the sword's edge, and then, it was covered with a light frost.
…
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"Frost Sword?"
Earlier, in the imperial office, in the Peony Hall.
The "Shuixiantang" female detective Si Haitang, who wore her hair in a high ponytail and had a dashing appearance, with throwing knives on her waist, asked in surprise:
"You mean, the talented swordsman who once made such a big name in the capital?"
Opposite Haitang, sitting on the main seat, was the Chief Inspector of Peony Hall.
Zhang Han's complexion was pale, and his face, which was rarely expressionless, showed a little solemnity: "Yes. According to the information we obtained, the new sub-ruler of Kuangfu Society in the capital is this person. And in the next few days He has entered Beijing a few days ago to take Zhuang Xiaocheng's place."
Haitang's face looked a little ugly.
After arriving at the Yamen in the morning, she received an invitation from Peony Hall.
But he didn't want to hear such news after he came.
She lowered her eyes and read the name written clearly at the top of the file in her hand again: Gao Li. Haitang recalled: "I have never met this person, but I have heard stories about him. It is said that he was born in the world and was once rich when he was young.
But later he encountered a catastrophe and was accepted as a disciple by a swordsman in the world. He inherited the mantle of that sect and became the so-called "Frost Sword".
His talent in swordsmanship is quite good, and he entered the realm of gods at a young age. This is because he started practicing at a later age.
It was also at that time that he entered the capital and became famous and high-spirited. He was spotted by the second prince who liked to make connections and wanted to accept him as his disciple, but he declined.
Instead of being angry, the second prince became more and more appreciative. As a result, Gao Li had the honor to enter the palace and perform a sword dance in front of the late emperor. "
Zhang Han nodded slightly and said:
"It's a pity that this man was young and energetic, and his head was blown away by the name of genius. He actually said in front of the late emperor that he wanted to compete with the emperor.
The late emperor readily agreed, but Eunuch Hai was too lazy to respond, or he could not bear to frustrate his enterprising spirit in martial arts.
At first, only two priests with relatively low cultivation were sent to deal with the problem, but they were defeated by Gao Li one after another.
Gao Li didn't know how to advance or retreat, and he was so proud that he spoke nonsense. Only then did Eunuch Hai send an enshrined priest who was also in the realm of Shenzhang to come on stage.
Using royal martial arts, he was beaten to the point where he was unable to fight back and was defeated miserably. "
After a pause, he added:
"If the information I know is correct, the person who defeated this man at that time was Ma Du Gong."
Haitang also lamented:
"It is said that after this man was defeated, his martial arts mentality was broken and he was unable to recover. Although the second prince tried his best to persuade him to stay, he still turned around and returned to the world... and has disappeared since then...
Unexpectedly, after the Second Prince's defeat, this man appeared again and joined Kuangfu Society. "
They are both martial arts practitioners, and although the two sides are hostile, it is still inevitable to feel sad.
"This person has been dormant for many years. Although his martial arts progress has stagnated, he is still a talented swordsman who has practiced hard for many years. I am afraid he will be much stronger than you and me."
Haitang is worried:
"This time he returns to the capital after many years, and I'm afraid the coming is fierce. He is also the newly appointed sub-rudder. The so-called three things a new official takes office is that he must do something to gain a foothold in Kuangfu Society and let others do something. The rebels in Beijing are convinced.”
This is a very reasonable inference and inevitable.
What will the new helmsman do if he wants to establish prestige?
As long as you think about what has been the biggest blow to Kuangfu Society recently, it is not difficult to guess.
Haitang frowned and analyzed: "When Gao Li came to Beijing, it was the time when the two Tiechuguan people were caught. Our recent large-scale arrests must also make people in Kuangfu Society panic. Therefore, Gao Liruo If you want to quickly establish authority, the best option is to take action against us and fight back.”
Zhang Han shook his head and corrected: "To be precise, taking action against Lihuatang is considered revenge."
In the mole case, the only ones who contributed the most were Lihuatang, led by Zhao Duan, and Ma Yan.
But Ma Yan was tyrannical in martial arts, and Gao Li would not choose to hit an egg against a stone if he had a normal mind.
Then, he only has one choice left...
"You mean...Zhao Duan?" Haitang's face changed slightly.
Zhang Han nodded and said: "After I got the news this morning, I thought of this and originally wanted to call Zhao Jisi over and remind him face to face.
But when I asked, I found out that he was not there. His subordinate named Qian Kerou said that Zhao Jisi would enter the palace this morning.
So, I sent someone to deliver the letter to his home. I came here to discuss something with you. Gao Li is not an easy person and cannot be dealt with by my Peony Hall..."
Just as he was talking, suddenly, a man in Jinyi hurried over from outside the hall:
"Sir..."
Zhang Han and Haitang turned to look at him. The former asked:
"Have you seen Zhao Jisi?"
The man in Jinyi took a big breath, calmed down, and then said quickly:
"My subordinate went to Zhao's house first, and after asking, he learned that Zhao Jisi had already gone to the palace one step ahead. I guessed that I would be faster on horseback than Zhao Jisi by car. This matter also involves safety, so I followed He rode on horseback to catch up on the road to the palace, but..."
"What's the result?" Zhang Han already noticed something was wrong.
Jin Yi looked nervous:
"In the end, after chasing him for a while, I just caught a glimpse of Zhao Jisi's carriage from a distance, and then I saw that the carriage disappeared out of thin air!"
Disappear into thin air!
At this moment, Zhang Han and Haitang stood up at the same time, looking shocked.
They looked at each other and saw the meaning in each other's eyes.
"Oops..."
Haitang asked loudly: "Where did they disappear?"
Jin Yi trembled and said the name of the street.
Without hesitation, the two of them picked up their weapons at the same time and ran outside.
While passing the order to notify others, they each mounted their horses and galloped toward their destination with whips whipped.
"drive!"
Haitang rode hard, but she no longer had much hope in her heart.
Jin Yi reported back and forth, which has already delayed a lot of time.
What's more, the governor was not in the Yamen. By the time she and Zhang Han arrived, Zhao Duan's body would be cold.
Thinking that that hateful guy was going to die at the hands of Gao Li, the female detective felt no joy at all, only the sadness of the death of a rabbit and a fox.
…
Long silent street.
"What kind of sword is this?"
As Zhao Duan flew back, he was horrified to find that the blade in his hand was gradually covered with a layer of frost.
Under the tea shed.
Gao Li, wearing an indigo grimace mask, stood up slowly, calmly swung his sword, and sighed softly:
"After eight years, Mr. Gao returned to the capital. Things have changed and people have changed. This first sword will send Zhao Shijun to death."
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