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The people on the roof moved twice and then fell silent again,
The people outside the door were as steady as Mount Tai.
Since no one gave him face,
Qin Song could only drink by himself. As soon as the wine entered his mouth,
Qin Song wanted to curse,
It was clearly the taste in his memory,
It was clearly his favorite Jiangnan wine, but why did he feel that it was so f * cking disgusting! How dare this thing be called wine?
Forget it, it's not strong enough,
I'll make up for it with the amount.
Qin Song drank a jar of wine,
He finally drank himself until he was dizzy, and finally he lost consciousness,
Someone came in and put him to bed, but he didn't react. Instead, he had a strange dream all night.
In the dream, he stood high in the clouds and waved his sleeve,
The sea rolled back, the sky and the earth turned upside down, and he pulled out his sword,
The mountains collapsed and the earth cracked, and the sky was shocked,
He galloped freely,
He was so happy... Unfortunately, when he woke up early in the morning,
He was still a useless scholar who couldn't even truss a chicken.
After a simple freshening up, he came out,
Han Pu and Yu Sheng were fighting in the courtyard. Qin Song watched for a while,
He felt that it was interesting,
He casually broke a willow branch in his hand,
He shouted, "Han Pu!"
Han Pu turned around. "What's wrong?"
Qin Song smiled and said, "Watch the sword."
A "sword" stabbed over.
Han Pu rolled his eyes. Before he could say "Don't mess around", his pupils suddenly shrank. He seemed to want to retreat, but he also seemed to want to raise his knife to block. In the end, he just stood there in a daze, watching the soft willow branch stop in front of his forehead.
Looking at Han Pu's scattered pupils and the cold sweat on his forehead, Qin Song slowly withdrew his "sword" and smiled slightly, saying, "How was it?"
Han Pu felt that his heart had just started beating again. He stared at Qin Song for a long time as if he was looking at a monster. He swallowed hard and said, "This, last night, you..."
Qin Song nodded. Han Pu let out a series of strange cries and rushed out.
Qin Song laughed.
Yu Sheng asked blankly, "What happened to him?"
Qin Song smiled and said, "He probably feels that he has lived his life in vain …"
Before he could finish his sentence, Han Pu's strange yell came from outside the door, "I've f * cking lived in vain for the past twenty years! F * cking God, how can you bully me like this … "
Yu Sheng put away his weapons, the two short swords, and said, "I'll go tell them to set up the table."
Qin Song nodded, his eyes narrowing slightly. He did not deliberately hide the fact that he knew Han Pu. After all, when he was in Southern Chu, he had a wide circle of friends, and he also knew some heroes who were good at martial arts. It was understandable that some of his friends were worried about his situation and came to help him. With Han Pu's skills, it would be suspicious if he accidentally sold himself to him.
What surprised him was Yu Sheng's reaction. Unless Yu Sheng was blind, he should have seen through the clues, but he was indifferent. It was not that he hid it too well, but that he did not care about it at all.
This shadow guard was a little too naive.
Qin Song retracted his mind and launched another "sword" stab. This time, he couldn't find the feeling of the casual stab when he was joking just now. He tried several times in a row, but each time was more useless than the previous one … Fortunately, he had never thought of reaching the sky in a single bound. Shrugging his shoulders, he threw away the willow branch and went to have breakfast.
Because Han Pu ran away without a trace, only Qin Song and Yu Sheng had breakfast. When Han Pu came back, Qin Song had already finished practicing his sword and was doing carpentry with Yu Sheng.
"The sword you asked for!" Han Pu casually inserted a sheathed long sword in front of Qin Song and said proudly, "I have done what you asked me to do."
Qin Song knew he was talking about the teahouse. He nodded and looked at the long sword in front of him. The veins on his forehead began to throb.
Han Pu smiled and said, "Didn't you want a heavier sword? I promise, this is the heaviest sword in the whole Qin Capital! "
Qin Song also believed that this was indeed the heaviest "sword" in the Qin Capital. A small part of the sword was inserted into the ground, and the hilt almost reached his chest. The sword was almost two palms wide, like a door. Although the sword was in the sheath, it was impossible to see how thick it was, but with its length and width, it was definitely not thin. The weight of such a sword could be imagined.
Qin Song pulled the sword out of the sheath after pulling it up from the ground. He was not tall enough, so it was a little difficult for him to pull the sword out directly. Then Qin Song found that with his strength, it was not difficult to lift it up, but if he wanted to hold the hilt and hold it horizontally … he was still far from it.
"Did you do it on purpose?" Qin Song played with the sword and said casually.
This was definitely revenge! Didn't I just scare him with the willow branch? What a petty person!
Han Pu firmly denied, "Didn't you ask for a heavy sword? It was not easy for me to get it! "
It would be strange if Qin Song believed him. He lowered his head and studied his new sword. Although it looked a little strange, it was definitely a good sword. The material and refining methods were all first-class. Moreover, Qin Song smelled a strong smell of blood … This sword had seen blood, and it was very likely that it had killed people like flies.
Then he thought of the word "nong" that Han Pu mentioned and asked, "Whose sword is this?"
Han Pu laughed. Yu Sheng answered, "It was used by the General of Qi, Wang Meng."
Qin Song knew Wang Meng. He was a famous vanguard in Da Qi. He was eight feet tall and had extraordinary strength. Every time he attacked a city, he rushed to the front and killed countless people. In the countries bordering Da Qi, his name had the magical effect of stopping children from crying at night.
"Wang Meng came to Da Qi?"
Han Pu coldly snorted, "Not only did he come, but he was also very arrogant. A few days ago, he rode his horse on the street and injured countless people. After being warned by the King Of Qin, although he no longer rode his horse, he was still so arrogant. That day, he casually destroyed someone's stall. The stall owner mustered up the courage to ask him for compensation, but he was almost beaten to death by him. The low-ranking official who came to stop him also had two big teeth knocked out by him … I saw it with my own eyes more than just these two times. I heard that he also captured a few young women on the street and defiled them. Nowadays, even the slightly prettier women don't dare to go out! "
"When I went out today, I just happened to see him take a big tray of steamed buns and leave after eating them. He didn't even return the tray … I don't like him no matter how I look at him. Plus, you wanted a heavy sword, so I conveniently took his sword."
Qin Song held the sword with both hands and forced himself to draw an ugly sword flower. He asked, "Did you steal it or snatch it?"
"Uh," Han Pu scratched his head and said, "It can be considered as … half stealing and half snatching, I guess?"
Yu Sheng raised his head and asked, "What do you mean by half stealing and half snatching?"
Qin Song continued, "It means that when you steal something and are discovered by others, you can only take the thing and run away!"
"Nonsense!" Han Pu said angrily, "Do you think I'm that useless? I only left after exchanging a few moves with him, okay? "
Qin Song stabbed the sword into the ground and said, "Take it and return it to him."
Han Pu said unhappily, "Even if you don't like it, you don't have to return it to him, right? In order to snatch this thing, he almost broke my bones. "
Qin Song said, "It's precisely because I like it that I want you to return it to him, so that I can take it back openly — when I go to the battlefield in the future, do you think I'll use a stolen weapon?"
"You want to go …" Thinking of the sword in the morning, Han Pu changed his words halfway and said, "In any case, I'm not going!" As an assassin, he had always been in charge of killing, not burying. Asking him to return something, there was no way!
Qin Song didn't force him and said, "Yu Sheng, take the sword to the yamen and say that you picked it up on the road — let them help you find the owner."
Before Yu Sheng could answer, Han Pu laughed and said, "I like this idea! With a notice, wouldn't Wang Meng's reputation be swept to the ground? Haha! I'll go, I'll go! "
Qin Song coldly said, "Are you going to tell the yamen that you're the thief?"
"I …" Han Pu, who had been demoted to a thief, was so angry that he couldn't say anything. Yu Sheng was right next to him, so he couldn't even refute that he wasn't a thief, but an assassin.
Yu Sheng took the sword and left.
Qin Song continued to cut the wood, and Han Pu took over the work that Yu Sheng left behind.
Qin Song said as he worked, "The Kingdom of Korea was destroyed by Qin, so why do you seem to dislike the Qi people more?" He didn't have to do it himself, but in this era, skills had always been taught by words and example. He drew a blueprint for the woodworkers to make, but they could only look at it and not understand it. Qin Song had the time to explain the shape and size clearly, and he had already made it himself — he only needed to make one set, and according to Yu Sheng, this could also train his wrist and finger strength.
"They're all not good things," Han Pu said, "but in comparison — for example, if you're renting someone else's house, would you prefer a new landlord to continue paying the rent after the landlord was destroyed, or would you prefer a group of people to come and steal your food, sleep with your women, burn your house, and even capture you to be a slave?"
Qin Song was silent.
Han Pu sighed and said, "Although the Qin soldiers also committed all kinds of crimes when they crossed the border, they still came for the army, the land, and the cities. But for the Qi people, most of their purpose was to burn, kill, and pillage … Of course, commoners like us hate them more, but it's different for officials and nobles like you." Da Qi was a nomadic tribe in the grasslands. They were not good at farming, nor were they good at defending cities. When they were short of resources, they would come to various tribes in the Central Plains to pillage, and when the enemy's army came, they would retreat completely.
Qin Song was silent for a moment, and then asked, "War … what is it like?"
Han Pu said, "You haven't seen it before?"
"Yes," Qin Song said, "for as long as I can remember, Da Chu has never had a large-scale war. I heard that when the Qin destroyed the Han, there were officials who wanted to send reinforcements, but the King Of Qin sent a messenger, threatening and enticing, saying that if Da Chu sent a single soldier, the Qin soldiers would abandon the Han and attack the Chu … the King was afraid, and did not send a single soldier. Later on, the Wei Kingdom that helped the Han was destroyed, and the King said to everyone that he met that if it wasn't for his wisdom, Southern Chu would have been destroyed long ago … "
The last sentence was not without sarcasm, because anyone with some knowledge knew that if it wasn't for the King Of Chu being short-sighted and not willing to send reinforcements to fight against the Qin, Southern Chu would not have fallen into such a precarious situation.
Han Pu patted his shoulder and sighed, "Actually, I haven't seen what war is like. At that time, I was practicing martial arts with my master in the mountains. By the time we got the news and came out, the war had already ended … all we saw after the war was broken walls and corpses all over the ground. "
Then there was a long silence. Han Pu cut a piece of wood for a while and became impatient, asking, "What is this for?"
Qin Song said, "It's for steaming wine." He faintly thought of ways to quickly improve his strength and create swordsmanship, but to drink such a weak and disgusting wine every day, for someone like Qin Song who loved wine as much as his life, it was really terrible.
As an assassin, Han Pu did not touch wine. Hearing this, he was even less interested, saying, "Earlier when I went to Nan 'an Teahouse, the shopkeeper said that the private room you wanted was available at any time. Also, they had just imported a new batch of tea from the south and asked you to go and try it when you have time! His meaning was probably to ask you to go earlier. Why don't we go there while that brat Yu Sheng is not around? "
Qin Song was slightly taken aback. Could it be that something had happened there? It had only been two months. What could have happened in Southern Chu?
Therefore, he asked his men to arrange a carriage and went straight to Nan 'an Teahouse. In fact, Nan 'an Teahouse was not Southern Chu's power in Daqin, but his family. To be precise, it was one of the several small shops his father opened in Daqin a few years ago.
Qin Song was slightly anxious, but the carriage went slower and slower. In the end, it simply stopped and only took two steps after a while. Han Pu had been impatient for a long time. He jumped off the carriage and said that he was going to inquire. In the blink of an eye, he slipped back and said with a smile, "That brat Wang Meng is in front, carrying his big sword and strolling around! He's big, and his sword is long. He just walks in the middle of the road like that, and no one's carriage can pass! Ha, haha! Several Daqin officials are blocked behind him, and they don't even dare to let out a fart, haha! "
Qin Song looked at his gloating expression and was simply angry. "Did you forget that we are also blocked? Why don't you go and release … that?"
"Uh …" Han Pu said embarrassedly, "If you want me to kill him, it's not too difficult. But if you want me to beat him up — his skin is thick, his flesh is thick, and his strength is extraordinary. Plus, that sword … It's not that I can't beat him, but it's just that I can't hurt him. If you want to blame someone, blame that brat Yu Sheng. He took the sword back so quickly. "
Qin Song was too lazy to pay attention to him. He narrowed his eyes and leaned against the carriage. He said indifferently, "Daqin might be in trouble."
He didn't know if it was because he slept too much during the day or because the moonlight outside was too bright, but Qin Song, who could sleep soundly in prison, actually couldn't sleep on the high bed and soft pillow. Qin Song tried several times but failed, so he simply gave up. He got up and took out a few jars of wine hidden in the room. Just as he poured himself a bowl, he heard two people who were supposed to be sleeping soundly in the left and right side rooms. One of them jumped onto the roof, and the other guarded outside the door.
Qin Song raised his voice and said, "You two, who wants to come in and drink with me?"
The one on the roof moved twice and then quieted down. The one outside the door was as steady as Mount Tai.
Since no one came, Qin Song could only drink by himself. As soon as the wine entered his mouth, Qin Song wanted to curse. It was obviously the taste in his memory. It was obviously his favorite Jiangnan wine, but why did he feel that it was — f * * king disgusting! You dare to call this thing wine?
Forget it. If you don't have enough strength, you can make up for it with the quantity.
Qin Song drank a jar of wine and finally got drunk. In the end, he lost consciousness. He didn't even react when someone came in and put him on the bed. Instead, he had a strange dream for the whole night.
In the dream, he stood high in the clouds. With a wave of his sleeve, the sea rolled back and the earth turned upside down. With a draw of his sword, the mountains collapsed and the earth cracked. He galloped freely and was very happy … Unfortunately, when he woke up early in the morning, he was still a useless scholar who couldn't even truss a chicken.
After a simple freshening up, he came out. Han Pu and Yu Sheng were fighting in the yard. Qin Song watched for a while and felt that it was interesting. He casually broke a willow branch and shouted, "Han Pu!"
Han Pu turned around and asked, "What?"
Qin Song smiled and said, "Watch my sword."
A "sword" pierced toward him.
Han Pu rolled his eyes. Before he could say "Don't mess around", his pupils suddenly shrank. He seemed to want to withdraw and retreat, but he also seemed to want to raise his sword to block. In the end, he just stood there blankly and watched the soft willow branch stop in front of his forehead.
Looking at Han Pu's scattered pupils and the big cold sweat on his forehead, Qin Song slowly withdrew his "sword" and smiled slightly. He said, "How was it?"
Han Pu felt that his heart had just started beating again. He stared at Qin Song for a while as if he was looking at a monster. He swallowed hard and said, "This, last night you …"
Qin Song nodded. Han Pu let out a series of strange cries and rushed out.
Qin Song laughed.
Yu Sheng said blankly, "What's wrong with him?"
Qin Song smiled and said, "He probably feels that he has lived his life in vain …"
Before he finished speaking, Han Pu's strange cry came from outside the door, "I have lived my life in vain for the past twenty years! F * cking God, you can't bully people like this … "
Yu Sheng put away his weapons, the two short swords, and said, "I'll tell them to set the table."
Qin Song nodded and his eyes narrowed slightly. He did not deliberately hide his acquaintance with Han Pu. Anyway, when he was in the Southern Chu, he had a lot of friends and knew some heroes who were good at martial arts. It was reasonable that his friends were worried about his situation and came to help him. With Han Pu's skills, it would be suspicious if he accidentally sold himself to him.
What surprised him was Yu Sheng's reaction. Unless Yu Sheng was blind, he should have seen the clues, but he was indifferent. It was not that he hid it too well, but that he did not care about it at all.
This Shadow Guard was so simple that it was a little scary.
Qin Song retracted his mind and launched another "sword" stab. This time, he couldn't find the feeling of the casual stab when he was joking just now. He tried several times in a row, but each time was more useless than the previous one … Fortunately, he had never thought of reaching the sky in a single bound. Shrugging his shoulders, he threw away the willow branch and went to have breakfast.
Because Han Pu ran away without a trace, only Qin Song and Yu Sheng had breakfast. When Han Pu came back, Qin Song had come back from a round of sword practice and was doing carpentry with Yu Sheng.
"The sword you asked for!" Han Pu casually inserted a sheathed long sword in front of Qin Song and said proudly, "I did what you asked me to do."
Qin Song knew he was talking about the teahouse. He nodded and looked at the long sword in front of him. The veins on his forehead began to throb.
Han Pu smiled and said, "Didn't you ask for a heavier sword? I promise, this is the heaviest sword in the whole Qin Capital! "
Qin Song also believed that this was indeed the heaviest "sword" in the Qin Capital. A small part of it was inserted into the ground, and the hilt almost reached his chest. The sword was almost two palms wide, like a door plank. Although he could not see the thickness of the sword in the scabbard, but looking at its length and width, it was definitely not thin. The weight of such a sword could be imagined.
Qin Song pulled the sword out of the scabbard after pulling it up from the ground. He was not tall enough, so it was a little difficult to pull the sword out directly. Then Qin Song found that with his strength, it was not difficult to lift it up, but to hold it flat by the hilt … he was still far from it.
"Did you do it on purpose?" Qin Song said casually while playing with the sword.
This was definitely revenge! Didn't I just scare him with the willow branch? What a petty person!
Han Pu firmly denied, "Didn't you ask for a heavy sword? It wasn't easy for me to get it! "
It would be strange if Qin Song believed him. He lowered his head to study his new sword. Although it looked a little strange, it was definitely a good sword. The material and the refining method were all first-class. Moreover, Qin Song smelled a strong smell of blood … This sword had seen blood, and it was very likely that it had killed people like flies.
Then, he thought of the word "nong" that Han Pu mentioned and asked, "Whose sword is this?"
Han Pu laughed. Yu Sheng answered, "It was used by the General of Qi, Wang Meng."
Qin Song knew Wang Meng. He was a famous vanguard in Da Qi. He was eight feet tall and had extraordinary strength. Every time he attacked a city, he rushed to the front and killed countless people. In the countries bordering Da Qi, his name had the magical effect of stopping children from crying at night.
"Wang Meng came to the Qin Capital?"
Han Pu snorted coldly, "Not only did he come, but he was also very arrogant. A few days ago, he rode his horse on the street and injured countless people. After being warned by the King Of Qin, although he no longer rode his horse, he was still so arrogant. That day, he casually destroyed someone's stall. The stall owner was brave enough to ask him for compensation, but he was almost killed by him with a punch. The low-ranking official who came to stop him also lost two big teeth … I saw it with my own eyes more than two times. I heard that he also caught a few young women on the street and ruined them. Now, even the slightly beautiful women don't dare to go out! "
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