The carvings left on the old sword are the shadows left by the strong in time.
Caressing the thick sword in his palm, Du Chengfeng seemed to experience Ruan Shantao's youth again.
There is no doubt that, like He Xiqing, Ruan Shantao is also a talented and strong man, and what is different from He Xiqing is that Ruan Shantao is wiser and more perseverant - in order to prove his sword, he defeated Among all the imperial students in the capital of Jiankang, in order to practice his benevolence, he went from a white body to an official all the way to a Situ. As long as he wants to do something, there is nothing he can't do. This is the will of the strong and the courage of the strong.
But only once did Ruan Shantao choose to compromise.
If young Ruan Shantao saw that he would become like this in the future, he might also laugh. He would laugh at how he would choose to retire from the court because of a message that was not even an oral edict. , retire from old age and return to his hometown... Indeed, perhaps what is needed in the court is this art of compromise.
But for the strong, this is the most unnecessary thing.
A strong person does not need to compromise with anyone.
"...What are you going to do?"
Seeing that Du Chengfeng had drawn his sword out of its sheath, Qi Jinshan suddenly felt an inexplicable chill on his back.
"Calm down, I mean, I will send people to send your people away now, to the south..."
"It doesn't matter. I'm not very familiar with them."
Du Chengfeng smiled and shook his head.
The footsteps are getting closer.
There was more and more sweat on Qi Jinshan's forehead.
Qi Jinshan, who had practiced swordsmanship before, could tell that the posture of holding the sword was the most suitable for exerting force, and it was clearly an attacking posture!
"Du Chengfeng! What are you going to do!"
Feeling the impending danger, Qi Jinshan also subconsciously drew the gorgeous sword at his waist.
"What on earth are you going to do!"
"Shh, don't make any noise."
Bang!
With just one swing of his sword, Qi Jinshan's gorgeous sword made by a famous craftsman was broken into two pieces on the spot!
"How dare you! How dare you..."
Bang!
Before Qi Jinshan could shout anything, another heavy chop hit his shoulder.
With just one strike of the sword, Qi Jinshan's bones and tendons were broken on the spot, and his right arm that originally held the sword could no longer be lifted.
"I told you not to make any noise."
Two swords smashed Qi Jinshan over, but Du Chengfeng, who was carrying a heavy sword, frowned.
Inspiration is something that often passes by in a flash. He was clearly aware of something just now, but Qi Jinshan shouted twice, which directly caused his originally smooth train of thought to be disconnected.
This feeling is annoying, really annoying, uncomfortable, and irritable.
"So you calm down for a while while I think about the problem."
Du Chengfeng showed a relatively kind smile. He felt that friendly communication would make people understand him better.
"Can you understand?"
"You, you, you...how dare you hit me! How dare you swing your sword at this governor!"
Obviously, Qi Jinshan failed to understand this good intention. When he saw Du Chengfeng approaching him again, he immediately turned around and ran away with his right arm seriously injured.
While running, he was still shouting.
"In the face of a formidable enemy, you actually dare to swing your sword at your comrades! I'm afraid you are not the spy sent by the grassland people! No wonder you are always withdrawing your troops when you open and shut your mouth... It turns out that you have long thought of surrendering to the grassland people! You Does this thief deserve to be a Chen person? You deserve it too!"
"First of all, I'm not a prairie person."
Regarding this issue, Du Chengfeng felt that he had nothing to say. After all, if he really wanted to count, he had probably killed more prairie people than Qi Jinshan had eaten.
"Secondly, I am not Chen."
After shaking his head, the somewhat irritable Du Chengfeng simply raised his hand and waved.
The thick square sword flew out and broke Qi Jinshan's legs on the spot.
The broken inspiration continued.
Yes, unlike the previous two swords, this one was something Ruan Shantao had never done before.
"ah!!!"
Qi Jinshan, whose legs were broken, fell to the ground, wailing in pain.
But what frightened him even more was Du Chengfeng's figure getting closer and closer.
"What are you going to do! What are you going to do!"
Seeing Du Chengfeng pick up the Founder's Sword again, Qi Jinshan roared heartbreakingly.
"You and I are both imperial officials! How could you! How could you..."
"Oh, yes."
Du Chengfeng, who bent down to pick up the sword, nodded.
Then he took off the seal ribbon around his waist and threw it to Liu Bolun aside.
"Well, not anymore."
Saying this, Du Chengfeng raised his sword and waved it.
Qi Jinshan's body that fell to the ground was split in half by this edgeless sword.
"Phew...it's finally quiet."
After exhaling a breath of turbid air, Du Chengfeng felt relaxed all over.
A fleeting moment of inspiration was caught.
"This is probably something you can never do, old man."
Holding the Founder's Sword in his hand, Du Chengfeng seemed to feel that Ruan Shantao was beside him at this moment.
However, it was not the old Ruan Shantao.
It's the young, indomitable, talented person.
Although he had never learned a single word from that old man Ruan, at least at this moment, he had truly realized the influence that old man had on him.
The so-called teaching by words and deeds is mostly like this.
This is a heritage that is difficult to describe in words.
"You actually...killed him?"
Liu Bolun on the side was holding the seal ribbon in his hand, and his whole body was trembling.
"You actually used the old man's sword to kill him like that?"
"yes."
Du Chengfeng nodded.
"What the master cannot do, students must naturally do it, otherwise wouldn't the teaching be in vain?"
"The old man will not teach you to kill officials and rebel..."
What was happening in front of him was so horrifying that Liu Bolun's mind had already stopped - even an unruly person like him had never thought of killing Qi Jinshan to solve the current problem.
But what Liu Bolun has to admit is that this method is very effective.
Really effective.
"So, since you know that I killed officials and rebelled, why don't you, a court official, run away quickly?"
Saying this, Du Chengfeng raised his finger and pointed at the seal ribbon in Liu Bolun's hand.
"You heard what Qi Jinshan said just now, go and get the master book, and then you will be the biggest in Yanzhou City... Hurry up, it is a melee between the three armies now, you still have some time to lead the people to evacuate, Clear the place for me."
"Huh? Oh!"
Liu Bolun came to his senses and ran away quickly.
But immediately, Liu Bolun seemed to remember something and looked back at Du Chengfeng.
"What about you? Aren't you leaving?"
"Me? There's no rush for this."
Saying this, Du Chengfeng moved the wine jar left by Liu Bolun, turned it upside down to serve as a stool under the huge word "ren", and sat down directly.
"I have one last class to attend."
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