In the afternoon, His Royal Highness made jokes and Xu Zhihu kept laughing. Her charming smile from the bottom of her heart was enough to make the fake Daoists in Gangnam-do fall head over heels for her. Unfortunately, they couldn't see it. Xu Zhihu was very fond of Wooden Sword Wen Hua's catchphrase.
"Little Nian, I'm very depressed right now!"
"I'm so hungry that I don't want to eat. It's also a skill."
"Little Nian, look, that little girl is not as beautiful as you. She's not as white as you. Why don't you give me a smile to satisfy my cravings?"
When Hsu Fengnian talked about this brother who used to be together with him, his words were angry, but his eyes were gentle. When His Royal Highness talked about Miss Li Zi and Wang Dongxiang, he could clearly feel that there was a clear difference in Xu Zhihu's preferences. Unexpectedly, Xu Zhihu shed a lot of tears because of "The First Snow", but she didn't seem to think highly of the beautiful Wang Chudong. On the contrary, she liked the weirdly named Miss Li Zi very much. She said that this girl would be great as a concubine. She was naive and had good fortune. As for Wang Dongxiang, for a girl, it wasn't a good thing. She might not be able to escape the fate of poor fortune and a short life.
Xu Zhihu was straightforward with these words. She said what she wanted to say and didn't hide anything. Hsu Fengnian smiled and said that it wouldn't happen. Since Miss Wang could attract the Kui Turtle out of the water, she must have good fortune. Xu Zhihu heard this explanation and nodded.
She glanced at the sky outside the window. It was almost dusk, and it was time for dinner. The Xieyi Garden and Retreat Garden had always been independent in the Lu manor. The two gardens did not have to participate in the family banquets. After Xu Zhihu married to Jiangnan, she did as the Romans did and gradually got used to the food here. However, in consideration of her brother's taste, she specifically had Qiao Qiao invite two famous chefs from a restaurant in the city to the Xieyi Garden to make a table of spicy Beiliang dishes. If one was not an expert, one would not dare to try the unique stone cooking and cooking methods of Beiliang. If it was done properly, then it would be refined.
The two hundred taels of silver from Widow Xu, the Gangnam-do Rouge Tiger, was a hot potato. One of them heard that they were going to cook for the Beiliang heir who had killed someone on the street. Before leaving, he rushed home and cried bitterly in front of his wife and children. Looking at his wife, who only knew how to nag all day long, he found her particularly pleasing to the eye. He promised that if he could walk out of the Lu residence alive, he would never go to the brothel to squander money again.
The Lu residence did not have a grand atmosphere, but it had an ingenious layout. It was well versed in the charm of hiding wind and gathering water.
A green-robed scholar stepped on the top of the wall, the peak of the mountain, and the tip of the pavilion. He arrived gracefully like an immortal. Looking down at the layout of the Lu residence, the green-robed scholar nodded slightly. Finally, he landed on the lakeside. Just as his toes touched the ground, a man and a sword rushed over. The sword aura was cold. The green-robed scholar frowned slightly. His body did not move back. He stood firmly on both feet and tapped on the tip of the sword with his finger, forcibly bending the famous Ba Xiu ancient sword. Between the two was a sword that curved into an arc. The white-haired scholar's single finger did not seem to leave the Ba Xiu sword, but in reality, he was tapping again and again in an instant. After tapping on his finger for twelve times, the Ba Xiu sword finally retreated. The middle-aged scholar was as still as a mountain. Behind him, huge waves were set off in the small lake, pushing forward layer by layer, causing the flowers and trees on the opposite shore to sway incessantly. The Lu residence's representative was of course Sword Immortal Tang Xi, Lu Baijie. His sword returned without achieving anything. He had already guessed the identity of the scholar in front of him. He immediately sheathed his sword and said with a surprised expression, "Cao Guanzi?"
Cao Qingyi smiled and said, "Sword Immortal Tang Xi has indeed grasped the essence of Yang Yuzhang's swordsmanship. Cao Changqing's trip was not in vain. "
Lu Baijie handed over the Ba Xiu sword to the servant who jogged over. Facing the green-robed scholar, he bowed respectfully and said, "Mister Cao, you flatter me. Lu Baijie is uneasy."
No wonder Sword Immortal Tang Xi was so humble. The person he was facing now was Cao Qingyi, who shook the city in a fit of rage. If it was a normal person in the Jianghu, even if it was someone as strong as Wang Mingyin who was a Rogue Immortal, they would not easily provoke the government or the rich. After Xu Xiao stepped into the Jianghu, he suggested to the Emperor to establish a secret organization that was half military and half military. It was called "Zhao Gou" by the people of the Jianghu who trembled with fear. It was specifically targeted at the boorish people of the Jianghu who used martial arts. Once someone committed a crime, they would have to face the tireless pursuit of the assassins in this organization.
In the past ten years, how many martial artists who thought they were superior in martial arts were killed and "passed on to the Jianghu"?
The idea of passing on one's head came from the harsh military law of the border town. If a general rebelled, his corpse would be sent to the border town to be shown to the public. This idea was created by the butcher Xu Xiao. If it was in the Jianghu, the deterrence effect would be equally huge. The specific location of the passing on of one's head was also particular. There were a total of sixteen sects and sects that were unfortunately named in the north and south of the Yangtze River. Among them, even Taoist orthodoxies like Mount Longhu could not escape the humiliation. Later on, when the Taoist Master Residence was operating in the capital city, it offered countless elixirs and miraculous medicines to the officials and dignitaries. Only then did they manage to avoid the location of the passing on of one's head. Other than Mount Longhu, Donghai Martial Emperor City was also on the list. However, after Zhao Gou's special envoy was killed six times in a row in the Eastern Sea, the passing on of one's head was still carried out. There was no delay, but they did not enter the city. They only made a symbolic announcement outside the city before returning. It should be that both the imperial court and Martial Emperor City took a step back. However, these rules that were piled up in blood did not hurt Cao Qingyi at all. In the early years, half of Zhao Gou's team was in hot water chasing after the big Guanzi. However, whenever they were lucky enough to meet him, they would be killed by Cao Guanzi again and again. In the end, the executioner organization did not allow their subordinates to participate in the killing operations directly. Instead, they passed on the information to the headquarters, and then the four best assassins in Zhao Gou's team would be dispatched together.
Therefore, if Cao Changqing was here to seek revenge on the Jiangxin Lu family, Lu Baijie would definitely not be able to stop him now. Sword Fairy Tang Xi was close to the Grandmaster Realm, but unfortunately, she had no chance of winning against Cao Guanzi!
Lu Baijie could not help but sigh. On the path of martial arts, the most taboo thing was to be distracted. His encounter with Yang Yuzhang when he was young could be considered a fortuitous encounter. Yang Yuzhang was not the best swordsman in the world, but he was a first-rate swordsman. His knowledge was diverse, and he was not limited to the field of swordsmanship. His knowledge was often at a strategically advantageous position. Lu Baijie was originally the son of an aristocratic family with a long history of learning. When he cultivated, he was particular about the pursuit of magic, wealth, companionship, and land. It was the same for martial arts. Naturally, Mr. Tang Xi was not lacking in any of these. His talent was extraordinary, and after being taught by Yang Yuzhang wholeheartedly, he was naturally able to achieve twice the results with half the effort. For so many years, he had been pure of heart and few desires, and did not involve himself in worldly affairs. To a large extent, he had no choice but to do so. It was true that martial arts cultivation was only at such a level. Unfortunately, when he was close to the Grandmaster Realm, he still could not avoid worldly affairs. If he were to enter the imperial court, he would most likely not be able to make further progress. For a martial artist who was determined to reach the top of Jianghu, such a choice was tantamount to cutting off one of his arms.
How would Xu Huipong know what Mr. Tang Xi had done in this? By the time he understood Lu Baijie's painstaking efforts, he would already be in the capital. What could the two of them do? Most of the things in the world that did not go one's way were considered bumpy if he could not tell anyone about them.
Lu Baijie steadied his mind and waved his hand to signal a group of Lu Mansion warriors in the distance to retreat. He then asked, "May I know why Mr. Cao is here?"
Cao Changqing said indifferently, "I'm just taking a look. I won't be staying for too long."
Lu Baijie heaved a sigh of relief. Since Cao Guanzi did not come to the Lu Mansion to stir up trouble, Lu Baijie did not need to be on guard. No one in Yangzhou had such confidence, except for Sword Immortal Tang Xi. Therefore, Lu Baijie invited him warmly, "Could Mr. Cao come to Retreat Garden for a chat? Baijie has many problems in swordsmanship that I would like to consult you about. I hope you can help me resolve my doubts.
Thank you very much. "Cao Changqing smiled and said," Please lead the way, Sword Immortal Tang Xi. "
The Freehand Painting Garden was very freehand. Back in the garden, Lu Baijie really did ask Cao Zhangqing a lot of questions about the way of the sword that had accumulated in her heart. Cao Guanzi told her everything he knew, and his speech and actions were very elegant. This was the first time Lu Baijie had met Cao Zhangqing. At first, she was wary, but after a few hours, she admired him. Cao Changqing did not have any prejudice against sects. He explained his doubts in simple terms. He spoke tirelessly and did not consider himself as a senior at all. The Saint said that if one studied alone without friends, he would be ignorant. Everyone understood this, but how could a person like Mr. Tang Xi find a friend who was worth talking to and sharing his sincerity with?
Lu Baijie, who suddenly saw the light in swordsmanship, sighed in his heart. Cao Changqing lived up to his name.
At dusk, Lu Baijie sat upright and asked again, "What does Mr. Cao want?"
This time, Mr. Tang Xi was very sincere.
Cao Changqing shook his head and only asked, "I believe that Mr. Tang Xi understands His Royal Highness, Hsu Fengnian, better than I do. If he cares about something very much and someone wants to take it away, will he give it to them?"
Lu Baijie remembered the scene at the gate of the Lu Mansion. After some thought, he said in a low voice, "If it was something as important as his family, this person would definitely not give it to them. Other than that, he is not a petty person. This person is very scheming and shrewd. It is not good to talk nonsense. "
Cao Changqing smiled and said, "Then it will be fine."
To him, Jiang Si was the princess of West Chu. To His Royal Highness, she was nothing.
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