"Brother Jiang, everything is here. Don't forget it when you leave."
Old Man Luo came back and put a few things on the table, but they were five wine gourds, a small sandalwood box and an iron box.
"So much stuff!"
Jiang Li was very surprised. He just sang a Liangzhou poem on a whim. He didn't expect that the soldiers would pay him so generously.
The wine gourd was filled with medicinal wine, which was the same as the one-armed veteran Qian Zongqi gave him seven days ago.
Jiang Li had already used up the bottle of medicinal wine from before.
When he left the house this time, he originally planned to go to the large pharmacy in Shengjing City to buy some ordinary medicinal wine for promoting blood circulation and nourishing, but now there is no need for this.
Opening the small sandalwood box, the rich aroma of medicine hit his nostrils. Jiang Li just breathed lightly and felt refreshed, and the blood flow in his body also accelerated.
"This is a treasure pill taken by martial arts practitioners!"
Jiang Li's eyes lit up. There were nearly a hundred round pills in the sandalwood box. They were all red and almost blood-colored. They were very similar to the pills Jiang Xuanyao took. They should be made of animal blood as the main raw material.
"These veterans are dressed in ordinary clothes, but their identities are by no means simple!"
Jiang Li took a deep breath. He had not been practicing martial arts for a long time and his horizons were not deep, but he could still see that these medicinal wines and precious pills were of great value.
With these medicinal wines and precious pills, his martial arts practice will surely improve rapidly.
"What is this iron box?"
Jiang Li looked at the last object. The iron box was not big and square. When Old Man Luo put it on the table, there was a sound of metal colliding.
"This is……"
Jiang Li opened the iron box and found three items inside, a sharkskin dagger, a fine iron arm guard, and an iron chain inner armor.
Jiang Li first took out the sharkskin dagger. When he pulled out the dagger, the restaurant lobby suddenly lit up.
The dagger had a cold light and was extremely sharp.
He took a piece of hair, put it next to the dagger and blew it hard, causing the hair to break instantly.
"This sharkskin dagger is absolutely extraordinary, so precious!"
Jiang Li couldn't help but marvel.
"The dagger, arm guards and chain armor are all forged from the cold iron of the Fire Kingdom. They are made of the same material and forging techniques as the weapons used by the Qilin Guards around Emperor Jing."
Old Man Luo saw Jiang Li's hesitation and couldn't help but smile: "Brother Jiang, you can accept it with peace of mind. This thing is worth a lot to others, but those old guys buried half of it in the loess, and the money is nothing more than the things outside the body. The state of mind Your free and open-mindedness is far more important than money and money, and your poems are definitely worth it."
"Please Mr. Luo convey his gratitude to Jiang Li. If I meet any of you seniors by chance in the future, Jiang Li will thank you in person."
Jiang Li nodded and did not refuse anymore. He was in a difficult situation now, and these items could add a lot of help to him.
He will remember the kindness given by the three old soldiers in his heart and will repay it in the future.
At this moment, it was just past half hour, and Jiang Li was the only customer in the restaurant lobby. He found a corner and directly wore the chain armor and arms all over his body. The sharkskin dagger was also tied to the inside of his calf.
The chain armor is made of cold iron with extremely high forging skills. It is soft and close-fitting when worn under the Confucian robe, making no sound or any discomfort.
"Brother Jiang Li, you are really here!"
Jiang Li sat down again, and a soft and sweet voice suddenly sounded outside the restaurant door.
Sunlight shone in from the entrance of Yumen Restaurant, and three figures walked out of the light.
The person walking in the front screamed in surprise when he saw Jiang Li, and ran towards Jiang Li happily. He was a beautiful boy of fourteen or fifteen years old, with white skin and red lips, and was extremely elegant.
The "young man" has a thin figure, his chest clothes tremble slightly when he runs, and he is full of youthful vitality, as if he is hiding something.
"Seventeenth Young Master, Jiang Li has been waiting for you for a long time!"
Jiang Li stood up and saluted, then looked at the two people behind the young man.
The person walking on the left is bloated, fat, and walking with difficulty. He is the old man in rich clothes that he met in Wenxinzhai before.
As for the last person, Jiang Li had never seen him before. He was a middle-aged man eight feet tall and with a proud appearance.
His breath was restrained, his temples were bulging high, he walked with a majestic stride, and his eyes looked left and right, as bright as lightning.
When he saw old man Luo sitting behind the counter, the middle-aged man with an arrogant appearance paused for a moment. He took one more look before he raised his steps and caught up with the old man in rich clothes.
"Brother Jiang Li, this is my housekeeper Hai Shiqi, whom you met last time."
The elegant Seventeenth Young Master stopped next to Jiang Li, resisted the urge to pull Jiang Li's sleeves, and introduced: "As for this person, he is the 'book' I found for you. His name is Luo Ying, Seventeenth Young Master." I personally experienced the battle at Jigu Temple years ago!"
"I personally experienced the battle at Jigu Temple!"
Jiang Li looked at the middle-aged man behind the Seventeenth Young Master, a little surprised.
"Brother Jiang Li, after we parted that day, when I returned home, the first thing I did was to go to the family library to look for historical books about the battle with Jigu Temple, but all the books mentioned the battle at Jigu Temple in one stroke, and there was no mention of it. New discovery!”
The Seventeenth Young Master said apologetically: "Fortunately, Hai Shiqi reminded me that I inquired in many places in the house and found Luo Ying who had participated in the battle of Jigu Temple. Otherwise, I would not be able to see Brother Jiang Li today."
"Seventeenth Young Master is interested!"
Jiang Li could feel the sincerity of the Seventeenth Young Master, and couldn't help but feel warm in his heart, and quickly invited a few people to sit down.
The Seventeenth Young Master rushed to sit next to Jiang Li, while Hai Shiqi sat opposite Jiang Li.
But the middle-aged man named Luo Ying looked hesitant for some reason and still stood where he was.
"Luo Ying, you don't need to be restrained in front of the Seventeenth Young Master. Although you are the master's personal bodyguard, you have also made great military achievements."
Hai Shiqi gave an order, and Luo Ying sat down, but his back was straight, leaning slightly forward, and his expression was extremely respectful and reserved.
"Luo Ying, Jiang Li was born in Zhenwuhou Mansion and is not an outsider. Just tell the truth about what happened in the Battle of Jigu Temple seventeen years ago!" the Seventeenth Young Master ordered.
"Luo Ying obeys your order!"
The middle-aged man responded respectfully. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, as if he was recalling the past. After a long time, he slowly spoke, and the wind, snow and gunpowder smoke filled the air.
"In the fourteenth year of Qianyuan, the Holy Emperor led a personal expedition and led 600,000 Zhou elites to invade the hinterland of Beimang. At the beginning, our Zhou cavalry was as powerful as a rainbow and sang triumphantly, defeating thirty-four tribes of various sizes in Beimang.
"However, the wilderness is vast and the geese pass by without leaving a trace. The army entered the wilderness for a month, but they still could not find the main force of the Beimang. There were also small groups of Beimang rangers coming and going like the wind, constantly attacking the grain and grass baggage in the rear, and the marching speed was increasing day by day. slow.
"The Holy One then divided his troops into seven groups and went deep into the wilderness to look for the main camp of King Mang. Liu Honglie, the commander of the Qianjun Army, led 20,000 Zhou elites to attack thousands of miles and found King Mang's tent on the bank of Hannan Lake in Beimang.
"Mr. Liu originally wanted to use the blue falcon to send a message to the Holy One, but Beimang's master used Taoism to control his soul and sent a wrong message to the Holy One. This led to the bloody battle at Jigu Temple!" Luo Ying sighed.
"Qianjun Hou Mansion?" Jiang Li was startled when he heard this.
"This is the current Qianjun Palace. General Liu was stripped of his first-level title by the Holy Emperor because of this incident."
Hai Shiqi showed a look of regret: "This matter is not General Liu's fault. He bravely championed the three armies back then, but he was already a half-step martial arts saint at just forty. By the time of Hannan Lake, his boxing spirit had reached its peak. He was only a hair away from being able to He became a true martial sage, but he was unlucky and met Beimang's first Taoist master, Gong Yangshen, the Beimang national master who was already a Thunder Tribulation Ghost Immortal!"
