In the capital, Zhao Mingyuan followed the method taught by Shangguan Feiyan and left a code at a specific location to wait for the red shoes and others' reply.
Soon someone sent a note with the time and place of the meeting, and only a few words.
"Tonight, in the West Garden."
The West Garden is a large garden in the west of the city. It is now past dusk, and stars-like lights have already lit up among the flowers, under the shade of trees, and among the pavilions. The evening breeze carries the fragrance of flowers and wine. The full moon is like a mirror, hanging on the treetops.
Zhao Mingyuan was walking in the garden when he suddenly saw an old woman walking out from the shadow of the tree in front.
This was a very old woman, wearing a patched blue dress. It was as if a big stone was pressing on her back, as if her waist had been broken in the middle.
When she walked, it was as if she was bent over and looking for something on the ground. The moonlight shone on her face, which was full of wrinkles and looked like a piece of tissue paper that had been crumpled into a ball and then unfolded.
"Roasted chestnuts with sugar!" She was also carrying a large bamboo basket in her hand, covered with a piece of thick cotton cloth, and hawking as she walked, "Roasted chestnuts with sugar that have just been put on the market. The roasted chestnuts with sugar are fragrant and hot. Ten cents a pound."
A lonely and poor old woman, in her twilight years, still used her almost completely hoarse voice to sell her roasted chestnuts.
Zhao Mingyuan looked up and saw that the bright moon like an ice disk had gradually risen higher. The hazy moonlight was heartbreakingly beautiful.
Tonight is another full moon night.
Zhao Mingyuan said: "Old lady, come here and I'll buy two kilograms of chestnuts."
The chestnuts were really fragrant and hot, and they were just on the market.
"You said ten cents a pound?"
The old woman nodded, still bent over, as if she had been looking at Zhao Mingyuan's feet, because her waist could no longer straighten up at all.
However, Zhao Mingyuan shook his head and said, "Ten cents a pound will never do!"
"It's only ten grand, uncle, do you think it's expensive?"
Zhao Mingyuan said with a straight face: "Such a good chestnut costs at least ten taels of gold per catty. I won't buy it for a penny less."
The old woman smiled, and the wrinkles on her face deepened.
"Such a good sugar-roasted chestnut, one can poison three people. If you sell it cheaply, isn't it a loss?"
Aunt Gongsun, Grandma Xiong, full moon night, roasted chestnuts with sugar.
How could Zhao Mingyuan not know what was going on when these keywords came together? This was too much of a coincidence.
Although Zhao Mingyuan was invulnerable to all poisons, he had no intention of testing the poison himself.
After all, I don’t know whether the poisons in Jin Yong’s world and Gu Long’s world have the same effect, but I don’t dare to take risks.
Although Zhao Mingyuan is not afraid of death, there is no need to throw away his life so easily.
The old woman suddenly laughed. Her laughter was like a silver bell, more beautiful than a silver bell: "The Golden Young Master is indeed worthy of his reputation."
As she spoke, the old woman pulled out a pair of daggers from the basket, with bright red satin tied on them. The sword flashed, and the sword pointed directly at Zhao Mingyuan's throat.
What a quick move! What a fast sword!
It's just that she is faster, and Zhao Mingyuan is even faster!
Since Zhao Mingyuan had known that she had bad intentions, how could he not be on guard? What's more, Dugu Jiujian had the information that the enemy was ahead of her and he immediately drew out his sword when he saw signs of her taking action.
Seeing that the two swords were about to intersect, the dagger retreated without warning and changed its moves.
Aunt Gongsun used the colorful satin to control the dagger, which was even more flexible than her hands, and her moves changed so quickly that it was even more incredible. The angle is very tricky, and it can attack the enemy from above or even from behind, making it difficult to guard against.
Hey, this kind of woman can't do anything without a beating.
Now that she had recognized herself, she naturally knew her relationship with Shangguan Feiyan, but she still took action without mercy.
Seeing that Mrs. Gongsun failed to poison her and actually chose to attack her, Zhao Mingyuan had no choice but to subdue her first.
Once upon a time, there was a beautiful lady named Gongsun who moved all directions with her sword dance.
The viewer is as depressed as the mountains, and the heaven and earth are depressed for a long time.
It is like Yi shooting at nine sunsets, and being as powerful as a group of emperors flying into the sky.
It comes like thunder to absorb its wrath, and ends like the clear light of the river and sea.
Although there are not a mountain of spectators here, the sword dance used by Aunt Gongsun in front of us still has a bit of the style of Aunt Gongsun in the past.
It's just that she didn't use this swordsmanship to its full potential. Otherwise, Zhao Mingyuan couldn't guarantee whether he could take it on.
This wasn't a sign of mercy on her part.
Because the true power of this kind of swordsmanship requires "beauty" to be exerted. Only a peerless beauty, dressed in colorful clothes, can bring out the power of this sword dance to its full potential.
Nowadays, this old woman in dusty clothes is not even remotely attractive to people.
Although it was a bit regretful not to be able to see the full strength of the sword dance, Zhao Mingyuan also got a glimpse of some of its essence.
The martial arts in Gu Long's world are indeed different from those in Jin Yong's world.
Zhao Mingyuan also gradually became aware of his shortcomings.
First of all, it is the aspect of Qinggong. No matter who there is in the world, Lu Xiaofeng, Ximen Chuixue, Gongsun Auntie, Ye Gucheng, etc., all of them are not extremely good at Qinggong.
As for myself, I only know the Huashan sect's ordinary Qinggong that doesn't even have a name. I rely solely on the internal strength of my Zixia magic skill to prevent it from becoming a shortcoming for the time being, but I will have to find a way to make up for it sooner or later.
Secondly, it is the explosive power. I am extremely lacking in a unique skill that can defeat the enemy with one move like Tianwai Feixian.
In the world of ancient dragons, like Xiao Li's Flying Sword, Ah Fei's Quick Sword, and Tianwai Feixian, they are almost always killed with one move.
Although his Dugu Nine Swords are also very powerful, one sword can break through all kinds of phenomena, and his intention is lofty.
The Dugu Nine Swords are indeed stronger when faced with strength. Even against masters of swordsmanship such as Mu Daoren, Ximen Chuixue, and Ye Gucheng, Zhao Mingyuan may not lose. Even as long as you use Tai Chi swordsmanship to defend yourself and remain undefeated, as long as you drag it on, you can always see through the flaws in the opponent's swordsmanship, and the chance of winning is very high.
But we cannot say that when we are strong, we will be strong, and when we are weak, we will be weak.
If you encounter an ordinary strong person, like Aunt Gongsun, whose strength is obviously lower than your own, Dugu Nine Swords cannot win quickly, and it is even impossible to defeat the enemy with one move. After all, Aunt Gongsun is already a first-class master, and the flaws in her swordsmanship are not easy to break.
In other words, I currently lack a skill to torture vegetables, and anyone who is worse than myself can solve it with one move.
However, it doesn't take long. This sword dance is not bad. It has the same effect as Hengshan Sword Technique, and it is of great benefit to my sword technique. Of course, it would be better if we could study Ye Gucheng's Flying Immortal from Heaven.
Lu Xiaofeng could use it after seeing the Flying Immortal once, and Zhao Mingyuan's swordsmanship was naturally not inferior to his.
I saw this move, the sword was like a shooting star, the light of the sword was like a sword, like a flying rainbow, and it stabbed straight towards Aunt Gongsun. It was Aunt Gongsun's sword dance, and Zhao Mingyuan was not inferior to her in it.
This sword is too fast and too powerful.
Aunt Gongsun's dagger had no time to turn around, and the ribbon on the hilt was cut off. This move was equivalent to cutting off the two hands holding the sword.
The sword was still thrusting forward, unstoppable.
Aunt Gongsun's body had already flipped out in the air, her long skirt flying. The bright moon was in the sky, the red shoes appeared in the moonlight, and her people had flown five feet away.
Zhao Mingyuan knew that he could not catch up, so he stood with his sword in hand and said: "Since you know who I am, you naturally know that I don't have any ill intentions here."
