Jiang Fuding finally picked up the steamed bun and ate it slowly. He looked into the distance and laughed softly, "You might not want what I give you. Moreover, in the long run, I might not be good to you. However, I'll be leaving this city soon and most likely won't be coming back. But I'll miss you, little brat, and I hope you'll live well. I hope that when you grow up one day and I haven't been eaten by Tu Di, you'll come and find me. I'll treat you to a drink then. "
Hearing that Jiang Fuding was leaving the Martial Emperor City, the child was a little disappointed, but he didn't show it on his face. He only nodded and said, "Okay."
Jiang Fuding smiled and lifted the bamboo basket with one hand. He looked at the vast sea with rising tides and laughed loudly, "Don't you see the three mountains and five peaks in the sky? Don't you see the endless sandstorms in the northwest killing people? Don't you see the great rivers flowing into the sea and never returning! Listen to me, one's life is only a hundred years. If you want to seek immortality, you can only do it in a cup of wine! "
The child also laughed along with Jiang Fuding's heroic spirit. For the first time, he joked, "When we meet in the future, you must treat me to good wine."
Jiang Fuding threw the bamboo basket into the sea and rubbed the child's head, "It's not a big deal!"
The child was stunned. He said anxiously, "Jiang Fuding! Why did you throw the steamed bun basket away! I want to bring it back for grandpa! "
Jiang Fuding was stunned and speechless. He was in the wrong.
A long time later, in the Jianghu where the grandmasters of the older generation passed away one after another, there would be a very interesting saying.
Yu Dilong wasn't really invincible.
It was because there were still some tricks in the world.
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The people south of the Guangling River in Liyang found it hard to imagine that there were places where the frost hadn't completely stopped at the beginning of summer.
This was the Two Liao. There were black mountains and white rivers here. Perhaps the first snow of the Liyang Dynasty would fall here, and it would also be the last snow. The winter snowstorm here was known as the Great Smoke Bubble, blotting out the sky and the sun. During the cold winter of last year, two people were escorted by Qi Jiajie from the north of Jingji into Liao and Liao. The reason why the number one swordsman in the capital was naturally because Groom Yu was a martial arts master that many forces were secretly trying to rope in. After Groom Yu declined the emperor's invitation to stay, Emperor Zhao Zhuan asked Qi Jiajie to escort him all the way to dispel the covetous thoughts of the other forces. As the first disciple of Wang Xianzhi, being on good terms with Groom Yu was almost equivalent to accepting the mantle of the Martial Emperor City. Lou Huang, Lou Banque, Lin Ya, and the other three, even if they couldn't be of use to themselves, they could at least establish a good relationship with these top masters who were of the same breath and branch. Therefore, Qi Jiajie passed a message to the emperor at the border, telling Groom Yu that no matter when he returned to Great Peace City, His Majesty would treat him as a friend.
On the banks of a river called the Songnen River in Jinzhou of Liaodong, there was a small village along the river. There were about a hundred families, and most of the young adults in the village were hunters. It was said that the ancestors of a certain family once caught two gyrfalcons in their lifetime and sent them as tributes to the Governor's Office that Liyang had set up in Liao and Liao at that time. The family's heirloom, a well-made hard bow, was an additional gift from the Governor's Office in addition to the reward. There were two distinguished guests staying in the village. At the end of last winter, a group of hunters encountered a black bear that didn't enter hibernation for some reason. It was their benefactor who chased away the giant bear. After that, the young adults in the village liked to learn from the young man, and the children in the village also liked to play with the girl who liked to wear green.
When summer came, the girl in green, who could finally take off her heavy fur coat, was very happy. Moreover, she had frostbite that winter, but she didn't feel that it was difficult to bear. Xiao Yu, on the other hand, always felt guilty. In fact, she didn't like Liao and Liao at first, because when they first arrived here, it was the height of the snowstorm. The terrible weather of the big fireworks was like a show of strength to her and Xiao Yu. Until they stopped in this village, she was led by her new friends to fish in the frozen river, or to sit on a wooden board and slide on the ice. Every day, she could have a snowball fight with more than ten people of the same age, which made her feel new and happy. Therefore, when Xiao Yu said that he wanted to go to Liao Bei, she was not willing, and then Xiao Yu didn't urge her anymore. Over time, she and Xiao Yu began to look like natives of Liao Dong. Xiao Yu carried a bow and arrows, went hunting with the adults in the village, and began to raise young eagles under the guidance of the old hunters. She no longer wondered why the windows here were papered outside, why every house had big and small jars of pickles, and why the adults would say that if the children didn't listen to them, they would be hung in the basket. Today, Xiao Yu was helping a family in the village cut a plant that was more than five feet tall, which the locals called Leymus chinensis, to build a house. Of course, it was not the grass that sheep ate. Its stem was hollow, similar to the bamboo in her hometown. She quietly squatted by the side, watching Xiao Yu cut the stem with a knife, thinking that he was quite handsome. She remembered that the day before Grandpa Gao left Wulin City, he had a private chat with her. He talked about a lot of people, but she couldn't remember most of them. Only when he talked about Xiao Yu did she pay special attention, so she remembered clearly. Grandpa Gao said that among the swordsmen in the world, some had the best luck, and some had the best innate talent, but Xiao Yu's talent for swordsmanship was the best.
She squatted on the ground. Thinking of Grandpa Gao, she suddenly felt sad. She actually knew that his surname was Wang, but he was so tall. She liked to call him Grandpa Gao, and he was never unhappy.
Then she thought of another person.
Before that person died, he called out to her, Green Robe.
Xiao Yu said that person was very amazing, and that Grandpa Gao admired him for most of his life.
She suddenly asked, "Xiao Yu, Grandpa Gao asked you to find that person, so you can accept him as a disciple on behalf of your master. But how do we find him?"
Yu Groom turned his head and smiled, "We can always find him."
She said, "Oh, I'm going to play." Then she got up and ran away.
Yu Groom smiled knowingly, just like this little girl's brother. He was always afraid that she would find the trip to Liao Dong boring, but now it seemed that he worried too much. The only trouble was that this little girl had learned a lot of local sayings from the local children, such as "You're stupid", "Scram", and "Stay away". Just thinking about it made Yu Groom break out in a cold sweat.
As for the "little brother" who was still in some unknown corner, in a sense, he was equivalent to his master's closed-door disciple. Yu Groom was not in a hurry at the moment. He firmly believed that they would naturally meet when the time came. This was a strange intuition.
Yu Groom waited patiently.
In the five hundred years of Jianghu, there was only one Wang Xianzhi and one Li Chungang.
In the evening, Yu Groom helped the villagers with their work. When he returned to the house, the owner of the house had already prepared dinner. Yu Groom did not know where the little girl was playing, so he could only imitate the villagers and shout. Soon, a response came from the riverside. She quickly ran back, lifted her skirt, and lightly stepped over the threshold. She saw Xiao Yu and the family already sitting on the brick bed. Because they waited for her, they did not eat. She made a face at Xiao Yu and then sat next to him apologetically. Yu Groom helplessly reminded her in a low voice, "How can the host wait for the guest to eat?"
The middle-aged village woman liked the girl in green from the bottom of her heart. She quickly smiled and said, "It doesn't matter."
The middle-aged man who looked like a southerner poured a glass of wine for Yu Groom. The man was actually a foreigner, and his wife was a local. His ancestral home was in Dongyue. Back then, he followed his grandfather and father to Jinzhou. However, he went north earlier than Hong Jia. It was a blessing in disguise. He was lucky to escape the Spring and Autumn War that burned the Central Plains. Because Liaoxi was the place where Liyang rose, Liaodong also benefited a lot. Although it was not as good as Liaoxi, it was still worlds apart from the people of Dongyue who had heavy taxes. Moreover, everyone knew that there was a king with a different surname who "came out of the forest" in Jinzhou. In addition, the King of Liyang who was in charge of the two Liaoxi was Zhao Sui, the King of Jiaodong. Zhao Sui was also very kind to the people in his jurisdiction. Although Beimang and Liyang were in confrontation for many years, the flames of war had never spread here. Therefore, even the middle-aged man had never seen war since childhood. When the man's family was convicted and moved north, they brought a large box of books with them. Even if it was passed down to only one child in four generations, each generation of parents taught their children to read and write. They were able to do something that many nobles in the Central Plains could not do.
The reason why Yu Groom chose to live in this house was that he felt close to the middle-aged man's scholarly aura, which was extremely rare in the north. When he heard that Yu Groom was leaving the village for Jinzhou the next day, the man inevitably felt a little regretful that he did not have a drinking buddy. Probably after drinking half a bowl of wine, the middle-aged man, who could not hold his liquor but was good at drinking, did not have too many taboos. He smiled and asked in a low voice, "Brother Yu, are you going to see the ancestral home of the King of Beiliang? To tell you the truth, there's nothing to see. First, ordinary people can't get close because the guards of the King's Mansion are watching. Second, many people say that there are only two or three shabby houses. It's said that many people who went to Jinzhou to join in the fun went in high spirits but returned in disappointment. "
Yu Groom asked, "Many people go to Jinzhou?"
The man gulped down the remaining half bowl of wine and said with a smile, "That's right. There are many stories about this. We're only about eighty miles away from Jinzhou. When the village finds something valuable, such as mink fur and fox fur, especially the old ginseng that the Shangguan family forbade to privately dig up, they'll be handed over to me, a 'bookkeeper' who can only read a few words, to secretly sell it in Jinzhou. That's why I'm not unfamiliar with Jinzhou …"
Although the woman had a very good impression of the groom and the little girl, when her husband talked about selling ginseng privately, she still secretly kicked him.
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