Volume 1: A stone strikes a thousand waves, the world surrounds Li Daosheng Chapter 109: There are always some means that are hard to refuse
Central Plains, green mountains all over the world.
In a green mountain and ancient forest, there stands a Jianmen Gate.
Inside Jianmen, above the main hall, in the guest room, Dugu Bubu sat quietly at a table, wearing a black cloak, holding a cup of warm tea in his hand. He took a sip and spoke to the person in front of him.
"I can help you fix your sword moves, but why should I help you?"
In front of him, Li Si was sitting. He looked awkwardly at the Shuhu girl standing aside, hesitated for a moment, scratched his face and spoke.
"Based on our friendship over the years?"
Dugu Bufu paused his hand holding the tea, silently raised his eyes and looked at Li Si. After making sure that Li Si was not to blush, he shook his head helplessly and put down the teacup.
The relationship between him and Li Si could not be considered that of friends.
However, Dugu Bufu still stood up, walked to the back of the house, took out something, put it on the table, and said to Li Si.
"Take this sword, and I will complete your sword skills for this girl."
On the table was a sword, the same one that Li Si had left on Lunjian Mountain.
Such conditions seemed to be a disadvantage for Dugu Bufu no matter how you looked at it, but Li Si understood that accepting the sword was tantamount to accepting a big trouble. From then on, if Dugu Bufu challenged him to a duel of swordsmen again, he would have no reason to refuse.
But after thinking for a while, Li Si finally stood up and picked up the sword on the table, then looked at Dugu Bufu, sighed and asked.
"Is this all right?"
Looking at the sword that Li Si accepted, Dugu Bufu's eyes seemed to soften. After a long silence, he spoke again.
"Your sword needs a name."
Li Si raised his eyebrows, looked down at the sword still hidden in the cloth bag, thought for a moment, and spoke casually.
"Let's call it Cang Feng."
It has never been unsheathed since it came into his hands. The name "Cangfeng" is a perfect match for it.
"Yeah." Dugu Bufu nodded, as if he had memorized the name of the sword. Then he looked at the tiger girl and said.
"Well, go outside and practice your sword moves for me."
…
“Zheng!”
Outside the mountain gate, the sword light was sharp.
In the lingering chill after the beginning of spring, the tiger girl practiced her sword moves while Dugu Bufu watched quietly.
Li Si sat aside with his neck supported in boredom. Suddenly, he felt some discomfort in his chest and coughed twice.
Maybe he caught a cold in winter, Li Si thought so and didn't take it seriously.
Dugu Bufu, who was sitting next to him, glanced at him and said.
"If you feel cold, put on more clothes."
He can be said to be quite experienced in this area.
Li Si was a little uncomfortable with Dugu Bufu's concern. He glanced at him helplessly, waved his hand and said.
"It's okay. It's fine."
"Cough cough." As he said this, he couldn't help but cough twice with a frown.
I have to admit that the winter before the New Year is indeed a bit cold.
…
During this period, nothing major happened in the martial arts world, but for the people of Chang'an, something big was about to happen.
Because in a few months Princess Chang'an will be 15 years old.
People in this life generally have a longer lifespan, and they will not start planning for marriage until they are 20 years old, so the first year after 20 years old is called the Year of Travel. After this year, the emperor will choose a son-in-law for Princess Chang'an.
The coming of age ceremony is as important as the coming of age for a girl, so the ceremony will be particularly grand. The emperor will host a banquet for all his ministers, and neighboring countries will also send envoys to celebrate.
At that time, the palace will be filled with singing and dancing, and the lights will be bright. There will also be various ceremonies held on the streets of Chang'an City, allowing the people to participate in them. This can be regarded as an anecdote for the emperor and the princess to enjoy themselves with the people.
But no matter what, these things have nothing to do with most people in the world.
Unless someone is involved in it.
Chang'an.
In a side room on the fifth floor of a branch building of Fengyu Tower, a fat middle-aged man in brocade clothes pushed open the door of the room and walked in.
He glanced at the other person sitting in the room, pulled the fat on his face and smirked, then lifted his clothes and sat down and said.
"I wonder why this guest came to our little building?"
This chubby middle-aged man is the manager of Fengyu Tower, his name is Zhang Bao.
The other person sitting in the room was a thin man with his eyes closed. He had some stubble on his face and a scar running from the left side of his face to the right side, making it look like his face was split in two.
The scarred man had a knife at his side, a long and narrow scimitar with some tattered cloth tied to the handle. Combined with his ragged clothes, it was hard to believe that he was qualified to sit in the room on the fifth floor of Fengyu Tower.
But he was invited up anyway because the first thing he did after entering the building was to force a servant with a knife to convey a message to Zhang Bao.
This sentence is very simple, Jiangmen Chenglong Temple.
This was where Zhang Bao's wife and children were, so Zhang Bao did not dare to be negligent and immediately invited him up.
"I want you to do something for me."
In the dim room, the thin man raised his eyes and looked at Zhang Bao, speaking slowly.
The expression on Zhang Bao's face changed slightly. Logically speaking, the news about the people inside Fengyu Tower should be strictly sealed. He didn't know how the person in front of him knew the news about his wife and children.
But obviously, he has no choice now.
"You speak first, I'm listening." Zhang Bao lowered his head and said respectfully.
The thin man nodded, leaned down, came in front of Zhang Bao and said.
"I want you to..."
His request was not complicated and he made it clear in just a few words.
But by the time he finished his request, Zhang Bao's back was already soaked with cold sweat.
Because what this person is going to do is more than just outrageous. If it were discovered, his entire family would lose their heads.
"After the task is accomplished, I will give you one thousand taels of gold." The thin man sat up straight again and said to Zhang Bao.
"How about it, can you do it?"
"This..." Zhang Bao wiped the sweat from his forehead, swallowed and said.
"You should also understand that we at Fengyu Tower only sell information, and we don't do things for others."
"I see." The man nodded: "Then I will find time to send someone to Longci Temple to take a look."
After saying that, he stood up and walked out the door without stopping.
"etc!"
Just as he was about to step out the door, Zhang Bao called him.
"You." Zhang Bao closed his eyes with his back to the man, and said with difficulty after a while.
"Can you let me think about it again?"
