The next morning.
Nie Yunlong looked at the wooden tables and wine jars all over the yard and came to Xie Fan excitedly, "Master, is there any happy event on the mountain?"
Xie Fan drooped his face and looked outside the village gate. Ah Fu hadn't come back yet, "Brother Nie, we are hosting a banquet for General Liao today. You and the other brothers stay on the mountain and don't come back!"
"Why is this?" Nie Yunlong said with greedy eyes, smelling the smell of wine.
Xie Fan stamped his feet, "Isn't it just for you?"
"for me?"
"Do you think everything will be fine if the officers and soldiers let you go? The purpose of my banquet with General Liao this time is to clear away your charges!"
Nie Yunlong lowered his head and remembered his original identity, "Master, your great kindness will be remembered by all the brothers!"
A thunderbolt came from the blue, "Master, I'm back!"
Ah Fu drove the carriage and stopped directly outside Xie Fan's house.
Two soldiers threw the bound Dong Zhong out of the car.
Xie Fan was stunned, "Hurry up and untie it!"
Ah Fu reached out and took out the smelly socks that were stuffed in Dong Zhong's mouth.
Soldier, untied the hemp rope.
"Xie Fan, this is your uncle! How dare you tie me up!" Dong Zhong stuck out his tongue, suppressed his blush, and cursed.
"Master, he refused to come, so I had to..." Ah Fu wanted to explain, but Xie Fan stopped him.
"Brother Dong Zhong, rinse your mouth quickly and let's talk in the house!" Xie Fan held the tea bowl and pulled the other person into the house.
Dong Zhong spat twice, his eyes like daggers, "Tell me, what are you looking for grandpa for?"
Xie Fan looked serious and said seriously, "Of course we are discussing important matters. A few days ago, I found a master with superb skills to build a house with extraordinary craftsmanship. I immediately found you. Isn't it necessary to accommodate your twenty rooms? Well!"
Dong Zhong nodded and immediately became alert again, "It's not that simple!"
"certainly!"
…
At noon.
Liao Yong took four of his followers and rode up to Taiyin Mountain on war horses.
Xie Fan and a group of children lined the streets to welcome him, and the scene was very lively.
After some pleasantries, Xie Fan and Liao Yong sat side by side, very cordial.
"General Liao, after so many days apart, you are still in such good spirits!"
"Brother Xie, I am just a little general, how can I not live as well as you do!"
"Hey, General, I must have heard about the Xie family." Xie Fan lowered his head and spoke in a deep tone.
Liao Yong looked next to him and saw that the Xie family's clothes were in tatters and did not look like a wealthy family at all. Thinking about the Xie family's efforts to help the border army, he also felt that it was indeed a bit miserable.
However, after all, this is someone else’s business. Who else is not laughing at it?
"Thank you, brother, don't be too sad!"
Xie Fan blinked, and the food was served on the table one after another, all of which were rare game.
He filled Liao Yong's wine glass and said politely, "On behalf of the Xie family, I would like to thank the general!"
Liao Yong looked at the game and smashed it in his mouth. Unexpectedly, the Xie family was in such a state of poverty that they would treat themselves to such a standard.
Taking a sip of the wine, Liao Yong looked intoxicated and said, "Good wine, good wine!"
However, he looked away unconsciously. Those Xie family members dressed in rags. Thinking about it, Xie Fan put some thought into entertaining him.
"Brother Xie, if you have any difficulties, it doesn't hurt to talk!"
"General Liao, use your chopsticks quickly!" Xie Fan greeted him warmly, but didn't mention anything.
At this time, Dong Zhong held a dagger and stood behind Xie Fan, "Master, the things are here!"
Xie Fan waved his sleeves to show his solemnity.
He carefully picked up the dagger, bent down, and handed it to Liao Yong respectfully.
Liao Yong has seen a lot of the world, and his eyes lit up when he saw such an exquisite dagger.
In particular, Xie Fan's actions were too solemn, and he couldn't help but stand up, "Brother Xie, what is this?"
Xie Fan took two steps back and moved Dong Zhong to the front.
Dong Zhong gritted his teeth and almost stared out of his eyes, "This is the dagger of Princess Yuxiao of Yi Kingdom! General, please look at this pattern, this craftsmanship, and this emblem that represents the royal family. It is ingenious and unparalleled in the world, and the price... …”
Liao Yong was fascinated by what he heard, raised his head and asked, "How much silver is it worth?"
"Back then, Mr. Xie spent five hundred taels to get this treasure. Think about it, more than ten years have passed!" Dong Zhong shook his head and sighed, "In order to thank the general, the young master sincerely gave this gift, and the friendship moved heaven and earth. !”
"For me?" Liao Yongle opened the flower and stroked it gently, "Brother Xie, this gift is really valuable!"
Xie Fan stamped his feet and beat his chest, making an expression that said he couldn't let go.
Dong Zhong patted Xie Fan on the back hard and persuaded, "Master, if the Xie family hadn't been in trouble, we wouldn't have taken out these treasures. I have a soul in heaven and will definitely forgive you!"
Liao Yong's ears immediately stood up, "What? There is still a baby?"
Xie Fan stumbled forward and squeezed the other person's hand. "To be honest, my late father still has a sword. I hope the general can help find a good buyer!"
Liao Yong picked up the wine and drank it down in one gulp, "Thank you, brother, for treating others with sincerity. I will accept this!"
Dong Zhong raised his neck and shouted, "Bring the Hanyue Sword!"
Liao Yong was stunned for a moment. The name of this sword was domineering, as if he had heard it somewhere.
Wen Hua was seen walking in front, followed by nine soldiers.
Zhang Chao was surrounded by soldiers, holding a wooden box in his hand.
In the wooden box, the sword was wrapped in red cloth.
Liao Yong and his cronies stretched out their necks. They had never seen such a battle or such a treasure.
Liao Yong tiptoed, stepped forward slowly, and took out the sword with a trembling voice.
Click!
Thunder on a sunny day?
Liao Yong looked up, as if feeling the call of the gods, and prayed respectfully.
When the red cloth was lifted, a silver light flashed through, and no one could look directly at it.
Xie Fan was also stunned. This scene was more shocking than expected.
Liao Yong pulled the sword out of its scabbard, and everyone present fell to their knees.
Liao Yong felt that the ground was shaking, so he quickly closed the sword and held it respectfully with both hands, "Brother Xie, where does this Hanyue Sword come from?"
Dong Zhong stepped forward and said, "General, have you heard of Huo Chong?"
"God of War? Huo Chong?"
"Of course!" Dong Zhong pointed to the sword gently and whispered, "This is Huo Chong's sword!"
Liao Yong was unsteady and almost dropped his sword to the ground.
Huo Chong was a general a hundred years ago.
Legend has it that Huo Chong can stop thousands of troops with one man and one sword. With the Hanyue Sword, he has made numerous military exploits and is a god-like existence.
“I didn’t expect that Brother Xie’s family would have such a treasure!”
Xie Fan sighed, "But the family is in decline, and the treasure will also fall into the hands of others!"
Dong Zhong quickly answered, "Don't worry, young master, General Liao will definitely find a good home for Han Yue Sword!"
Liao Yong nodded solemnly, ordered his cronies to put away their swords, and sat back at the table.
With Han Yue Sword in the background, the food on the table is no longer so tempting.
He drank another glass and said, "Brother, thank you, how about one thousand taels of silver?"
