257 Prelude

Style: Heros Author: Separate YokokawaWords: 3287Update Time: 24/01/11 08:08:34
Flowers bloom and fall, spring passes and summer comes, the new buds on the trees become old, and the intense summer heat gradually dissipates.

In the blink of an eye, half a year has passed since the Fu Hui in mid-spring. The original legend of the Fu Hui has been gradually forgotten, and there are new topics at the banquets of wealthy people in the world.

July is coming to an end, and the south is still looking forward to the cool breeze of late summer. It is already early autumn in the north, and the northernmost city of Yunzhou, Jichun City, is already immersed in coolness, as if it is the season of crisp autumn air.

This time is actually the best time for Jichun City. People in the city are willing to invite friends to go out for fun, and they can also see tourists from the south to escape the summer heat. In two months, when the white-haired wind blows over the snowfields in the north, Every house is closed and there are no dogs on the street.

However, after July of this year, there were too many tourists for summer vacation, and among them, people with extraordinary status were seen too often. It seems that they are not here to escape the summer heat, but to attend a temple fair in this remote place.

Because there are so many outsiders with spare money, teahouses and restaurants that used to be deserted have become extraordinarily lively. They are packed with guests day and night. The owner of the teahouse has worked hard to prepare tea for a long time and take advantage of the peak season to attract customers. The storyteller also changed his mouth to new topics.

"Speaking of which, I don't need to tell you that you all know that there is such a situation in Chuncheng now. It is not for the market, not for the Jianghu, but for a hidden sect in the world, Zhuoyu Villa."

In the Huichun Tower in the west of Jichun City, a storyteller who looked knowledgeable was talking eloquently. The teahouse was full of people. Most people were eating, drinking and chatting by themselves, but half of the people stretched out their ears to listen to his chatter.

"Speaking of Zhuoyu Villa, most of us and the old people in Chuncheng have heard of it. It is said that it is a paradise on Jiugao Mountain, the residence of gods. There are flowers that never fade in the four seasons, and evergreen grass in the eighth season. There are also fairy fruits, There are countless Ruimu, Jiagu, Xianghe and the like. Just close your eyes and imagine what the Cave Heaven Paradise looks like in your imagination, and Zhuoyu Villa will look like it."

As he said this, someone in the audience made a chirping sound, whether it was admiration or ridicule.

"Originally, legends are just legends. Just listen to them. Who among you can see it with your own eyes? Only the news from the mountain has been gradually spread in the past few days, but it is conclusive. Zhuoyu Villa is not only true, but it is also bigger. Open the mountain gate and hold a grand event called the 'Sword Forging Conference'. Invite experts from all walks of life, including adults from the imperial court, masters from the world, secluded sects, and learned masters. The wind, cloud, dragon, and tiger are all among them. Why are you here? To witness the birth of a sword."

"Someone said what kind of sword is this sword? If I knew, would I still be sitting here? I know that a sword can make a swordsman, an unattainable master. Every sword has magical abilities, what? Moving mountains and seas, flying stars and chasing the moon is not a problem. As for this sword, it may be the most mysterious sword in the world today. Because this is an unborn sword, even the gods don’t know about it. What does it look like? It is hidden deep in the Jiugao Mountain, soaked in the essence of the sun and the moon, and has been tempered for thousands of times. Once it is made into a sword, it will become a blockbuster."

At this time, an old customer said: "What? The sword-making conference is about to start, and the sword hasn't been made yet? What the hell is that?"

The gentleman smiled and said: "You don't understand this, don't you? This is called a sword-making meeting, not a sword-appreciating meeting. We can't wait until the sword is successfully made and then call people to see it. Okay, everyone is here. You can move a sword out of the warehouse. Bring the sword and say: "This is what I made, let's see it." Who knows if you made it yourself or where you bought it? You must have called everyone over when you were about to make the sword and see it with your own eyes. The sword must be born.”

Someone below laughed and said, "Then if the sword-making fails, wouldn't the guests come in vain?"

What he said was a bit offending. The gentleman paused and glanced at it. He found that he was a new face. He was not very old. He was probably someone who had come all the way to join in the fun. His background was uncertain, and it was inconvenient to say more, Han Hu said. : "Actually... it can't be like this. If you don't have a 99% certainty, how can you dare to recruit people? The swordsmith knows it well. Since it's going to be opened, it's going to be successful, but it's just a matter of fire. Son. According to the date, the sword-making conference will be held in nine days, so this sword must be born within ten days."

"Some people may say that even if the sword is successfully forged, we don't know. What's the difference between this kind of thing and listening to a story? I tell you, it's not necessarily true. The so-called divine sword makes the heaven and earth cry, and the sword furnace opens and the ghosts and gods are frightened. After a few days Look, the sky and the earth change color, there are lightning and thunder, and there is the sound of ghosts crying, that means the sword has been made successfully."

I just heard someone burst out laughing. But there was a seat in the corner, and there were two young men and women sitting there. They were both clean, handsome, and well-groomed. They were also strangers. It was the girl who laughed out loud.

The gentleman glanced at the girl and felt that although the girl only smiled slightly, there was a clear meaning of ridicule in her expression. He could only pretend not to see it. Customers could not be offended, especially the strangers these days, no matter whether they were strangers or strangers. A young man who is still young or an old man who cannot walk. As long as he has a strange face, he may be a dragon crossing the river. He can always let the lake pass by.

So he made another sharp turn at a ninety-degree right angle and said: "We can only watch the sword-making conference from a distance, but the sword-making conference is not only a major event at Zhuoyu Villa, but also has a close relationship with Chuncheng. In the past two days, everyone Has the shopkeeper made money?"

Some people below laughed. In the past two days, heroes from all walks of life have been coming and going, and they have actually taken care of various businesses in the city. It can be said that they made half a year's money in just a few days.

"It's not just that, there will be many more influences in the future. That person said that the sword-making conference is ultimately a matter for the swordsmiths and swordsmen. What does it have to do with me? It's hard to make some money today. Why are you talking about it later? But I said that this sword-making conference concerns everyone in Jichun City. It is not a matter of heaven, but a matter of people around you. If you can't understand this truth, let me tell you - This has to start with us, the monarchs.”

As the gentleman was getting excited, someone laughed loudly: "Sir, you said this yesterday."

The gentleman was stunned and said, "Did I say that?"

The people below shouted: "I told you!"

"I've been talking about it for several days!"

"You start talking about this from the beginning every day. Isn't this just irritating?"

The gentleman showed no embarrassment and said, "Oh, I forgot. What did I say before?"

He is a long-standing gentleman, and there are many regular customers who have been listening to him for many years. They support him even when they are making fun of him, and they joke with each other:

"You said that Zhuoyu Villa has become famous for making swords, and it will become a center in Yunzhou in the future. Many people seeking swords will come to Jichun City for food and accommodation, and they will benefit from the business in the city!"

The gentleman said: "Yes, yes, I said so."

"You said that Spring City has become an important town. Registering in front of the king will definitely have policy benefits, such as building roads and so on."

"My Iceberg Beauty Wife"

"Yeah--"

"You also said that the price of magic tools will be reduced in the future, so that everyone can afford them, and every household will have a share."

"That's right——"

"You also said that Zhuoyu Villa will open its doors to accept apprentices. We can all be talisman sword masters and swordsmen——"

"I didn't say that!" The gentleman hurriedly stopped and explained, "My dear fellow, how could I dare to vouch for someone else's swordsmith? No matter how many apprentices they accept, they can't all be talisman sword masters. However, Ah, first come first, first get the moon. If your child is qualified, it is always true that he will have a chance..."

Amidst the roar of laughter, someone said sadly: "The sword-making conference is something that everyone has missed. It will probably not be held."



The laughter stopped suddenly, and the atmosphere suddenly became stiff, like someone throwing a large piece of ice into hot water, which instantly stopped the boiling water and turned the huge tea house into a pool of stagnant water.

The gentleman immediately turned pale and said hoarsely: "Who? Who said that? I didn't say it, I never said such a thing! Whoever said it is the one who will stand up."

He could pretend that he didn't hear what someone said just now, but the words were as sharp as a bayonet seeing red, and there was no way around it. If he tried to pass it off again, it would be as if he agreed.

I heard someone say indifferently: "Well, you didn't say it, I did. I stood up, what do you want?"

A man stood up from the crowd. He was dressed in black and had a bamboo hat on his head. The veil was lowered to cover most of his face. Looking at his average stature, he couldn't tell whether he was male or female. He couldn't tell the male or female from his voice.

It stands to reason that such a person is very eye-catching and can be easily seen wherever he is. However, he is sitting in the crowd and no one notices him, as if he appeared out of nowhere. It wasn't until he stood up that the people next to him suddenly jumped up, like avoiding snakes and scorpions.

The man slowly stepped forward and walked all the way to the gentleman. The gentleman couldn't control his fear and got up to hide. The man naturally sat on the chair in the middle.

"It's me who said the sword-making conference can't be held."

"Why? People in the world don't like him."

"Talk about it in a small way, doesn't Xue Xianyun himself know how many evils he committed back then? How many enemies he provoked back then, which one of these enemies is willing to make things easier for him now?"

"Like a teacher, there must be a disciple. His disciple caused trouble outside and acted domineeringly in the Jianzhou Conference. He even made enemies with the bandits in Lingzhou, and the number of other enemies, whether overt or covert, is countless."

"Oh, there is also a certain force that cannot be named, which has long been eyeing Zhuoyu Villa. Their force is extremely powerful, and they are determined to retaliate. Will they let this opportunity pass?"

"Talk about the big picture, there should be no swordsmiths in Yunzhou. There is a court, and the swordsmiths in the world are not as powerful as the world. Those who join the world are under the four major control of the court, and Yunzhou must stand on its own. Gate, doesn't this violate a taboo? Marquis Gao Yuan was originally like a local emperor. Civil affairs, military, and taxation were all unified, which was no different from a separatist regime! Now he even has to hold the forged sword in his hand. Can the court allow it? "

"There are other princes, who doesn't have ambitions? If given the chance, who would watch Yunzhou grow bigger? Who wouldn't be happy to see the sword-making conference destroyed?"

He spoke unhurriedly and seemed to have no emotion. Everyone couldn't see his expression clearly, but they all thought he was sneering.

"The abilities of Zhuoyu Villa are not small. The imperial court, warlords, rebels, bandits, swordsmiths, swordsmen, warriors, are there any other forces that they have not offended? The whole world is so hostile to them, they are really talented. . With so many enemies, it’s so stupid to secretly forge swords and pay them back if they succeed, and yet dare to hold a sword-making conference openly and openly. Calling people here even before the sword-making is completed.”

"It's so hot that it rots a pig's head. Although a sword is not easy to be destroyed, as long as it is not born, it is not a sword. It can be stillborn. The so-called death of a thousand people. A sword has been cursed by so many, how can it survive? What? Each of these ten days may be the day of its death. Let me put it down. In the end, Xue’s dream of making swords will definitely come to nothing."

"As for you, you are just like ants, so don't have any sweet dreams of glory. Just stay in Jichun City for these ten days and live an ignoble existence. I'll end it here, so you can take care of yourself."

After saying that, everyone's eyes were dazzled, and his figure was like a shadow, disappearing from nowhere.