"What is a tripod?"
Yilanxuan, in the main room.
Ouyang Rong's right eyelid couldn't help but twitch after eating melon in Longcheng County.
Didn't we agree that we should be low-level martial arts practitioners? We will occasionally hold a sword training meeting to greet you warmly, and then have some traditional shows of fighting life and death, and then there will be a weird white ape carrying a sword. Forget about the scenery, it’s not that I can’t understand it…
But how could it suddenly be mixed with such a super common sense thing that causes celestial phenomena?
Because he has been busy in Dragon City for so long and fought with the Liu family, is he wiping the aftermath of some kind of "noble and awesome" mythical power?
Ouyang Rong looked wary, and to be honest, he couldn't accept it.
The merit tower in his mind also pays attention to the cycle of cause and effect and the retribution of merit.
However, after listening carefully to the junior sister's words, he exhaled, half believing and half questioning:
"Can it still lead to floods? This... doesn't sound reasonable."
Xie Lingjiang looked a little serious:
"Senior Brother, I don't actually believe it. But I once heard a Confucian senior say that the nine mythological channels seemed to originate from the tripod, and the original pre-Qin Qi refining technique was spread from the tripod. This is true Mythical things, mysterious and mysterious."
Ouyang Rong raised his eyebrows: "Can such a heavyweight thing be occupied by the Yunmeng Jianze family?"
"There is more than one tripod."
Xie Lingjiang shook his head and said softly:
"Besides, Yunmeng Jianze holds the promotion sequence of the Yue Nu Dao Lineage, and his background is much deeper than senior brother thought. Looking at the world inside and outside, the original nine mythical Dao Lineages can still be passed down in a complete and orderly way. There really isn’t much left.
"Yunmeng Jianze is one of them. Even the word "Yue Nu" has been linked to the Qigong practice of swordsmanship. Every swordsman in this world has a Yue Nu sword hanging three feet above his head...
"No matter what, it is a hidden world sect that can rank among the top in the world. It still has the strength to guard a cauldron. This is why Xuezhongzhu dares to refute the opinions of the outside world so arrogantly... It's just the new chief's Lady Yunmeng’s temperament is too domineering, which is not good.”
Ouyang Rong was not very interested in this group of reclusive Wuyue female cultivators in Yunmengze and asked:
"How many cauldrons are there?"
"It is rumored that there are nine, but there should be very few left. Many were used to make swords."
"Use a tripod to make a sword?"
"Yes, the tripod is the sword, and the sword is the tripod."
Miss Xie paused, imitating her father's tone when he explained certain secrets to her, showing an incomprehensible expression, and gently opened her lips:
"Elder brother, who said that a tripod must be a tripod and a sword must be a sword?"
"...It makes sense."
Ouyang Rong nodded, pretending to understand, and guessed: "Could this be the Cauldron Sword?"
Xie Lingjiang nodded with satisfaction and glanced at his senior brother. Well, they still have a tacit understanding and are like close friends.
Ouyang Rong said doubtfully:
"But why are you melting cauldrons and forging swords?"
Xie Lingjiang looked serious and sighed:
"In the pre-Qin Dynasty, the tripod was originally a peaceful object that suppressed the luck of mountains and rivers. The ancient sages gathered hundreds of soldiers from all over the world to build the tripod, which was an act of peace. And the later melting of tripods and swords was naturally...
"To kill people. And the people they kill are not ordinary people."
She shook her head and whispered:
"Besides, senior brother, if you think about it, why is there such a thing as a tripod fight? A tripod fight, a tripod fight, and in the end, it is a tripod sword fight, and the methods become more and more fierce.
"Among the Qi practitioners outside the world, the first known tripod sword was born in the late Qin Dynasty, and the last rumor of a new tripod sword was born in Suimo.
"In ancient history, almost every powerful dynasty has its emperor forging swords, or the founder of the country consolidates the destiny, or the leader of the resurgence continues the country, or the king of the subjugated country returns to his glory, and finally starts a troubled world... But in this dynasty... , Taizu has taught you not to forge swords."
Ouyang Rong said with a serious face: "What is this dynasty? This is the Zhou Dynasty. Junior sister, don't talk nonsense. We are all subjects of His Majesty today."
Xie Lingjiang glanced at his senior brother, nodded and said:
"That's right. However, my senior brother is loyal to the emperor and serves the country, and he has the ability to manage the world. He must be highly valued by your majesty."
"..."
Ouyang Rong pretended not to hear.
He naturally understands some of the positions of teacher Xie Xun, and the junior sister is young and also a bold guy.
He asked again:
"So there is still a tripod hidden in Yunmeng Jianze, but it has not been made into a tripod sword?"
"It should be."
"What does the tripod look like? It has three legs and four legs?"
"I don't know, I also want to meet him. Rumor has it that there is a lot of energy in the cauldron.
"But even if I wasn't injured this time, I wouldn't be able to see the ceremony at the Peach Valley Sword Asking Conference. Yunmeng Jianze refused to allow outsiders to view the cauldron. The cauldron they hid has not been seen for many years."
Ouyang Rong laughed: "Is it possible that it has been forged into a sword in secret? I feel guilty and can't take it out."
Xie Lingjiang nodded and shook his head:
"Once the tripod sword is forged, not only will there be strange phenomena coming from the sky, but other existing tripod swords will also be able to sense it. It is impossible to hide it.
"Besides, there are no swordsmiths left in the world today. The previous dynasty failed to forge swords with the emperor for the second time. When the country was subjugated and the country was in chaos, it was at this Butterfly Creek that all the swordsmiths were slaughtered. The lineage of Yue Nu is as old as that of Yue Nu. The art of craftsmanship has been extinct."
The junior sister said in a regretful tone to Ouyang Rong:
"The current scene of the sword furnace at the Liu Family Sword Shop by the Butterfly Creek is nothing compared to the scene in Suimo when the entire nation was forging tripod swords by the Butterfly Creek."
Ouyang Rong was thoughtful. The glorious past of Longcheng County with Butterfly Creek was not only mentioned by his junior sister now, but also mentioned by two locals, Yan Liulang and Liu Ashan, to him before.
It's just that I haven't taken it too seriously, and I think it's an exaggeration. After all, if your ancestors have not been generous, you have to take it out and talk about it in front of outsiders... Everyone likes to recall the glory of their ancestors, and they always feel that they are not as good as their ancestors, so that's fine. Shame is not only the case for people, but also for regions and countries.
Well, not only with the same generation, but also with eight generations of ancestors.
There is no ghost until you are tired.
In the room, Ouyang Rong pondered silently after listening to what Xie Lingjiang revealed. The two of them were speechless for a while.
Ouyang Rong didn't roll.
For example, he would never secretly compare him with former Longcheng county magistrates such as Di Fuzi and Tao Yuanming.
At present, the current magistrate of Longcheng County only wants to fulfill his mission of disaster relief and flood control.
In addition, do everything you can to restrain the Liu family.
At this time, there was a sudden noise outside the hospital. Ouyang Rong and Xie Lingjiang stood up and took a look. A Su Mansion concierge came with Liu Ashan. He seemed to have something urgent to report, but he was stopped by the maid Yi Lanxuan.
Ouyang Rong picked up the food box and went out, asking Liu Ashan, "What's so urgent?"
Liu Ashan said seriously: "Master, someone from the Liu family wants to see you."
"Finally here. Come to Meiluyuan to look for me, or come to the county government office to look for you?"
"We have them all. Those who come to Meiluyuan also get some as gifts..."
Ouyang Rong interrupted directly and walked forward with a hand-held food box: "As per the old rules, everyone from Meiluyuan is rejected. Those from the county government, let's go over now."
"yes."
…
The person coming from the county government is Liu Zian.
In the lobby of the Yamen, Ouyang Rong looked at the second young master of the Liu family who looked like a sickly noble man with a slightly curious face.
He had never met Liu Zian, but he had heard that his status in the Liu family was second only to Liu Ziwen. This second brother was obviously more valued by Liu Ziwen than the obscure third brother.
Obviously, the Liu family showed great sincerity in sending such a person to ask for an audience.
However, someone won't do this at home today.
Without even getting a cup of tea, he said directly:
"Young Master Liu Er is here. I'm scared."
"What are you talking about, Mr. Ouyang? It is an honor for Cao Min and the Liu family to see you today. You can just call Cao Min directly. Don't be shy."
Ouyang Rong shook his head: "You Liu family are not grassroots people. When I first came here, someone suggested that I go to your 'grassland people Liu family' to pay homage to the dock."
Liu Zian's eyes changed. He immediately looked serious and bowed his hands:
"All the people in Dragon City are your subjects, and you are our parents and officials. Please don't take the flattering words of those who are short-sighted to heart."
Ouyang Rong smiled and nodded. Just when Liu Zian thought he had caught it, the young county magistrate suddenly said: "But what should I do if I take it to heart? Why don't you knock a few times and apologize to you?"
"..." Liu Zian.
He shook his head with a smile on his face: "My lord knows that common people don't dare. Hahaha, your lord is so witty..."
Ouyang Rong did not laugh, so Liu Zian became more and more embarrassed. The young magistrate was too lazy to talk nonsense:
"Then tell me, Mr. Liu sent you here. What are you doing to give me orders?"
Liu Zian took a deep breath to hold it in, a smile appeared on his face, and he said sincerely:
"I don't accept the orders, but I'm begging you to forgive me.
"The Liu family is extremely sorry for the third brother's repeated offenses against you and your master. It was because we failed to take care of that evil beast and accidentally bumped into you.
"My eldest brother was very sad and angry about this matter. After the evil beast came home, my eldest brother personally enforced the family law..."
"You are very quick to redeem people with money. Why didn't you redeem the man who was exiled in Liaodong?" Ouyang interrupted, and asked sincerely: "After the execution of the family law, is your brother dead?"
Liu Zian was silent for a moment.
When Ouyang Rong saw it, he let out a long sigh: "What a disaster for thousands of years."
Liu Zian smiled sarcastically, but unexpectedly the young county magistrate added apologetically:
"Young Master Liu, don't think too much, I'm not talking about him alone."
The young man in brocade clothes with a sickly look on his face immediately tightened his grip on the armrest of the chair, and then released it. If it weren't for the deep fingerprints still stained with moisture on the red lacquered wood armrest, nothing seemed to have happened.
Seeing the frozen smile of the second young master of the Liu family in front of him, Ouyang Rong said with relief:
"Hey, that's not what I meant."
That's what he meant.
Liu Zian forced a smile, looked around the lobby, turned back, and said with a sincere face:
"No, no, no, what you said is absolutely true. In life, you still have to do some good deeds. Giving birth to that evil beast is indeed the sin of the Liu family. My eldest brother recently burned incense to worship Buddha. He feels deeply about this and feels that the Liu family must take the initiative to stand up. Come out and do more good deeds for Dragon City."
"Etc., etc."
Ouyang Rong raised his hand to interrupt and said seriously to him:
"The suburbs of the city are very big, and you can set up a porridge shed at will. There is no need to report to the Yamen for such matters.
"So, if you have nothing to do, you don't have to come."
"..."
Liu Zian licked his dry lips and looked at the smiling young magistrate in front of him who was younger than him. He uttered three words directly:
"De Gongzha."
Ouyang Rong, who was about to see off the guests, turned back and raised his eyebrows.
He nodded and sighed:
"So it's a kind deed. Why didn't you tell me earlier...Mukuro, go get a cup of tea. How do you treat guests?"
"..." Yan Liulang.
Ouyang Rong frowned slightly and ordered, then turned back and sighed:
"Next time, Second Young Master Liu, please go directly to the topic. I can't stand too many twists and turns. I always feel that others are wasting time by talking about Cheluluan. Well, by the way, I probably didn't say anything that offended Second Young Master just now. Bar?"
"..." Liu Zian took the tea and forced out a smile: "No, no, ordinary people feel at home here with the county magistrate."
"That's good."
Ouyang Rong nodded, rolled up his sleeves, and extended his right hand to signal.
Liu Zian looked at his calm expression and continued:
"The Liu family is willing to assist the county government in building Di Gong Gate..."
When he said this, the topic changed:
"By the way, Cao Min is here to present an invitation this time. Brother, he admires the county magistrate very much and would like to treat you to a dinner. I wonder if you have time to come to your humble residence tonight and try Cao Min's home-cooked food?" "
"It can be regarded as an apology for the misunderstanding a few days ago and the blind rebuttal of my younger brother." Liu Zian smiled, and his tone became more sincere: "When the time comes, eldest brother will have a good talk with you about Di Gongzha, I promise. Satisfy the Lord."
Liu Zian originally thought that such a low profile and such sincerity would at least make the young county magistrate hesitate.
But he never thought that after hearing what he said, the handsome young man in front of him wearing a blue and green official uniform, his face suddenly darkened at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Ouyang Rong lowered his head to adjust his sleeves, patted the dust with his left hand, patted the dust with his right hand, and asked lightly:
"Invite me to dinner? If you accidentally knock down a cup during the banquet, will a three-hundred-sword axe-man show up and teach the dog officer that his head will fall to the ground?"
Liu Zian's facial muscles stiffened and he hurriedly explained:
"Your Majesty, you are kidding me. How can our Liu family be so unruly? Your Majesty is an official of the imperial court. Killing an official is a matter of rebellion. Common people would never dare to do so!"
The young county magistrate frowned and made some suggestions: "Isn't it enough to just kill for unknown reasons? You guys, you need to use more imagination and try new tricks."
"...?"
Liu Zian felt a little numb.
The atmosphere was awkward and speechless for a moment.
Ouyang Rong chuckled lightly and said:
"Besides, do you think your Liu family follows rules?"
"Ah."
Smiling, he stood up without even looking at the invitation Liu Ziwen took out to present, threw up his sleeves and left.
Liu Zian was startled and couldn't help getting up to chase:
"Sir...please give me some advice..."
But the young county magistrate turned a deaf ear and sauntered out of the lobby with his hands folded, followed by the tall and dull man silently following him.
The blue-robed head catcher holding a knife stopped the anxious second son of the Liu family, glanced at him, and was about to leave.
Liu Zian reacted immediately and had no choice but to be patient, took out a handful of silver and stuffed it with a forced smile:
"Master Yan, may I ask, the county magistrate, what does this mean?"
Yan Liulang didn't answer, but he stopped, as if out of kindness, he glanced sideways at Liu Zian and said:
"Do you think the rules of Dragon City are determined by your Liu family or the Ming family? Go back and think about this issue first."
Liu Zian gritted his teeth and said immediately: "It's the county magistrate's decision."
"That's it. You dare to let Mingfu come to your door for dinner. Do you think Mingfu is here to kneel down and beg for food? Go back and think clearly, who is kneeling down to beg for food now?"
Yan Liulang curled his lips:
"Stop stuffing your money, go to the accounting office later and donate a thousand guan to Zheyi Qu.
"Don't say that I didn't give you some advice. Tonight, a grain merchant and a squire are hosting a banquet at Yuanming House for Ming Mansion. Let Liu Ziwen come over by himself, but don't bother with the meal or bother with chopsticks. Wait for Ming Mansion to eat. Reappear after the banquet is over."
After pointing out the clear path, the blue-clothed detective left without looking back, leaving only the second young master of the Liu family standing there, his face gradually turning red.
After a visit to the county government office, Liu Zian finally cured his hypotension.
…
This chapter costs 4,000 yuan, and there is another chapter after 12 o'clock in the evening. I may not be able to make it on time. It will be late. I will send it out as soon as it is finished...Finally, I am shamelessly asking for votes! (pout)
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