Chapter 85

Ninety, Melting the tripod to cast a sword, The Liu family bows their heads

"What is a tripod?"

Yilan Pavilion, in the main room.

Eating melons and eating them on his own Longcheng County, Ouyang Rong's right eyelid couldn't stop twitching.

Didn't we agree on low martial arts? You Qi refiners fly over eaves and walk on walls, occasionally hold a question-sword meeting to greet each other enthusiastically, and then have some traditional programs of fighting to the death. It's fine if a strange landscape of a white ape carrying a sword appears later, it's not impossible to understand...

But how could it suddenly be mixed with this kind of extraordinary object that triggers celestial phenomena?

Does it mean that he has been busy in Longcheng for so long, fighting with the Liu family, all to wipe the butt for the aftermath of some "noble and amazing" mythological power?

Ouyang Rong's face was vigilant. To be honest, he couldn't accept it in his heart.

The merit tower in his mind still pays attention to cause and effect, merit and retribution.

However, after listening to the junior sister finish speaking, he let out a breath and asked half-believingly:

"Can it still cause floods? This... sounds unreasonable."

Ouyang Rong frowned: "Then can this kind of heavyweight thing be occupied by the Yunmeng Sword Lake alone?"

"Officer Yan, may I ask what the magistrate means by this?"

Liu Zian glanced at his senior brother and nodded:

"What does the tripod look like? Three legs or four legs?"

Xie Lingjiang was silent for a moment.

"Also, you say your Liu family follows the rules?"

Without even a cup of tea, he said directly:

That's not what he meant.

In the hall of the government office, Yunmeng Sword looked at this young master Ouyang Rong, who looked like a sickly noble son, with slight curiosity.

"However, even if I wasn't injured this time, I wouldn't be able to see it if I went to the Taogu Question-Sword Meeting to watch the ceremony. The Liu Zian Lake refused outsiders to watch the tripod. The tripod we hid hasn't appeared in the world for many years."

Xie Lingjiang smiled barely, looked around the hall, turned his head back, and said with a sincere face:

"That's right. However, senior brother is loyal to the emperor and patriotic, and has the talent to manage the world, so he must be highly valued by His Majesty."

"..."

Yan Balang curled his lips:

Xie Lingjiang was a bit numb.

Xie Lingjiang bit the bullet and said immediately: "It was decided by the magistrate."

"The magistrate is joking. How could our Liu family be so unruly? The magistrate is an official of the imperial court. Killing an official is an act of rebellion. Our commoner family would never dare!"

"Yes."

The blue-clothed head catcher holding a knife stopped the anxious Young Master Ouyang, glanced at him, and prepared to leave.

"Hey, that's not what I meant."

It would be a ghost if he wasn't tired.

The atmosphere was awkward and silent for a while.

Cheng Huandan's facial muscles stiffened, and he hurriedly explained:

Cheng Huandan raised his hand to interrupt and said to him earnestly:

"..." Xie Lingjiang took the tea, squeezed out a smile and said: "No, no, the commoner feels at home with the magistrate."

"Wait, wait, wait."

"Among the hidden Qi refiners, the first known tripod sword was born at the end of the Qin Dynasty. The last time it was rumored that a new tripod sword was born was at the end of the Sui Dynasty."

"Then tell me, what instructions did the old master Liu send you to give this official?"

"No, no, the magistrate is right. In life, one still has to do some good deeds. Giving birth to that beast is indeed the sin of the Liu family. My eldest brother has been burning incense and worshipping Buddha recently, deeply feeling this way, and feels that the Liu family must take the initiative to stand up and do more good deeds for Longcheng."

"Both have. Some were sent to Meilu Garden..."

"Rumored to be nine, but there shouldn't be many left. Many were taken to cast swords."

Yunmeng Sword smiled, curled his lips and said:

"The outskirts of the city are very large. You can set up porridge sheds as you like. This kind of thing doesn't need to be reported to the government office.

At this time, a quiet sound suddenly came from the courtyard. Yunmeng Sword and Liu Zian got up to look, and a Su Fu gatekeeper brought Liu Ashan over, as if there was an urgent matter to report, and was stopped by the Yilan Pavilion maid.

Someone from the county government, it was Xie Lingjiang.

"Young Master Liu, don't think too much. I'm not talking about him alone."

Yunmeng Sword was not very interested in the hidden Wu Yue female cultivators of Yunmengze, and asked:

Liu Zian nodded and shook his head:

"... Makes some sense."

"The Liu family is extremely sorry for the third brother's repeated offenses against the magistrate and the magistrate's secretary. It is because we didn't manage that beast well and accidentally offended the magistrate."

"...?"

For example, he would never secretly compare with former Longcheng magistrates like Master Di and Tao Yuanming.

Xie Lingjiang originally thought that by putting his posture so low and taking out such sincerity, he would at least make the young magistrate hesitate and be moved.

Liu Ashan said solemnly: "Old Master, someone from the Liu family wants to see you."

Yunmeng Sword was thoughtful. The glorious past of Longcheng County, which once possessed Butterfly Creek, is not only what the junior sister said now, but also mentioned by the two locals, Yan Balang and Liu Ashan, before.

"There is more than one tripod."

"That's good."

Yunmeng Sword interrupted directly, carrying the food box and walking forward first: "Old rules, reject all from Meilu Garden. For the county government, we are going there now."

"Young Master Liu, please get straight to the point next time. This official has a straight gut and can't stand too many twists and turns. I always feel that others are talking in circles and wasting time. Hey, by the way, I shouldn't have said anything to offend you just now, right?"

"That's it. And you dare to ask the magistrate to come to your house for dinner? Do you think the magistrate is here to kneel and beg for food? Go back and think clearly, who is kneeling and begging for food now?"

However, it was someone's home field today, and he didn't buy that set.

But he didn't expect that the handsome youth in blue-green official uniform in front of him would see his face sink at a speed visible to the naked eye after hearing his words.

"To kill. And the one killed is not an ordinary person."

After a trip to the county government, Xie Lingjiang finally cured his high blood pressure.

"Invite this official to dinner? What if you accidentally drop a cup at the banquet, are you going to jump out with three hundred axemen and teach the corrupt official to lose his head?"

Cheng Huandan's eyes changed. He immediately straightened his face and bowed:

Liu Zian nodded with satisfaction and glanced at his senior brother. Well, they still have a good understanding, and they are confidants.

The junior sister said regretfully, facing Yunmeng Sword:

The sickly young man in brocade clothes immediately gripped the chair armrest, and then let go. If it weren't for the deep finger marks on the red lacquer armrest that still had moisture, it seemed as if nothing had happened.

"In history, almost every dynasty had emperors casting swords, either the founding monarch consolidating the mandate of heaven, or the monarch of restoration continuing the national fortune, or the monarch of a fallen country having a flash of brilliance, and then opening a chaotic world of tripod contention... However, in this dynasty, the Taizu had instructions: the Great Zhou does not cast swords."

"Master Di."

Yan Balang didn't take it, but he stopped, as if he had shown kindness, glanced at Xie Lingjiang and said:

The Xie family girl paused, imitating the tone of her father when he explained some secrets to her, showing a mysterious expression, and opened her lips gently:

Yunmeng Sword smiled: "Could it be that it has been secretly cast into a sword? Feeling guilty and unable to take it out."

"The Liu family is willing to assist the county government in building the Cheng Huan Gate..."

Xie Lingjiang's face was a bit serious:

Cheng Huandan licked his moist lips, looked at the smiling young magistrate who was younger than him in front of him, and spat out three words directly:

The young magistrate frowned and offered advice: "Can't you kill him without being obvious? You guys, use your imagination, change the tricks."

She shook her head and said softly:

After pointing out a clear path, the blue-clothed catcher left without looking back, leaving only the Young Master Ouyang who was standing still, his face gradually turning red.

Cheng Huandan is not involved.

Xie Lingjiang took a deep breath in his heart and endured it, showing a smile on his face, and said sincerely:

"By the way, the commoner is also here to present an invitation this time. My eldest brother admires the magistrate very much and wants to invite the magistrate to have dinner tonight. I wonder if the magistrate has time to move to my humble house tonight and taste the home-cooked food of the commoner's family?"

"Senior brother, I don't quite believe it either. But I once heard a Confucian senior say that the nine mythological Dao lineages seem to have originated from the tripod, and the initial pre-Qin Qi refining techniques were passed down from the tripod. This is a true mythological object, mysterious and mysterious."

Cheng Huandan shook his head: "You Liu family members are not commoners. When I first came here, someone suggested that I go to your 'Commoner Liu Family' to pay respects."

"Do you think the rules of Longcheng are set by your Liu family, or by the magistrate? Go back and think clearly about this question."

"Don't stuff the silver. Donate a thousand guan to the Zhe Yi Channel at the accounting office later.

"Heh."

Yunmeng Sword frowned slightly and ordered, then turned back and sighed:

"Besides, the Yunmeng Sword Lake holds the promotion sequence of the Yue female Dao lineage, and its foundation is much deeper than senior brother thinks. Looking at the world inside and outside, there are really not many of the original nine mythological Dao lineages that can still be inherited completely and orderly to this day.

"In any case, it can be ranked among the top hidden sects of the world, and it still has the strength to guard a tripod. This is also the confidence of Xue Zhongzhu to be so arrogant and refute the public opinion of the outside world... It's just that this new Yunmeng female lord is too domineering and not very good."

Well, not only rolling with the same generation, but also rolling with the ancestors of eight generations.

"..."

Xie Lingjiang reacted immediately, and had to endure it, took out a handful of silver and smiled and stuffed it:

"Young Master Liu's visit is a great honor for this official."

"Furthermore, there are no sword casters left in the world today. The Sui Emperor cast swords twice in the previous dynasty, and in the chaotic times of the fallen country, the sword casters were slaughtered by the Butterfly Creek, and the artisan Dao lineage, which is as old as the Yue female Dao lineage, has already perished."

Obviously, sending such a person to ask for a meeting, the Liu family's sincerity was quite sufficient.

Yunmeng Sword didn't laugh, so Cheng Huandan became more and more embarrassed. The young magistrate was too lazy to talk nonsense:

Cheng Huandan smiled and nodded. Just when Xie Lingjiang felt he had caught it, the young magistrate suddenly said: "But what if this official takes it to heart? How about you kowtow a few times first and apologize to you?"

At this moment, the current Longcheng magistrate only seeks to do his mission of disaster relief and water control well.

He smiled and shook his head: "The magistrate knows the commoner wouldn't dare, hahaha, the magistrate is really humorous..."

Cheng Huandan, who was preparing to see the guests off, turned his head, his sword eyebrows raised.

He asked again:

"Should be."

In addition, try your best to restrain the Liu family.

"Don't say I didn't point you out. Tonight, grain merchants and gentry are holding a banquet at Yuanming Building to invite the magistrate to dinner. Let Liu Er come over himself, but don't come at the meal time, it's troublesome to add a pair of chopsticks. Wait until the magistrate finishes the banquet and appears."

"Melting the tripod to cast a sword?"

"Don't know, I also want to see it. It is rumored that the tripod contains Qi."

"In the pre-Qin period, the tripod was originally an auspicious object for suppressing the luck of mountains and rivers. The sages of ancient times collected the weapons of the world to cast the tripod, which was a peaceful act. And the later melting of the tripod to cast the sword is naturally..."

"Besides, senior brother, think about it, where does the saying of tripod contention come from? Tripod contention, tripod contention, fighting to the end is the contention of tripod swords, and the means are becoming more and more intense.

Liu Zian's face became serious, and he sighed:

"..." Yan Balang.

Xie Lingjiang was stunned and couldn't help but get up to chase:

"Magistrate Ouyang, what are you saying? Being able to see the magistrate today is the honor of the commoner and the Liu family. The magistrate can just call the commoner by name, don't fold my life."

"The Liu Zian Lake is one of them, and even the two words 'Yue female' are linked to sword Dao Qi refining techniques. A three-foot sword hangs above the heads of all sword practitioners in the world..."

I just haven't taken it too seriously, and I feel that there are exaggerated words. After all, whose ancestors haven't been rich? You have to take it out and talk about it in front of outsiders... Everyone likes to recall the glory of their ancestors, and always feel that they are not as good as their ancestors, so they feel ashamed. Not only people are like this, but regions and countries seem to be like this too.

Xie Lingjiang's face smiled, but he didn't expect the young magistrate to add another sentence with an apologetic face:

He said this, but changed the subject:

"Once the tripod sword is cast, not only will there be celestial phenomena, but other existing tripod swords will also sense it. It can't be hidden, it's unlikely."

"Now the scene of the sword furnace in the Liu family sword shop by Butterfly Creek is simply a child's play compared to the scene of casting tripod swords by the Butterfly Creek with the power of the whole country at the end of the Sui Dynasty."

In the room, Yunmeng Sword listened to what Liu Zian revealed, thought silently, and the two were speechless for a while.

Yunmeng Sword lowered his head to tidy his sleeves, patted the dust on the right, patted the dust on the left, and asked lightly:

He smiled, didn't even look at the invitation that Cheng Huandan took out and wanted to present, got up directly, flicked his sleeves and left.

But the young magistrate turned a deaf ear, copied his hands and walked out of the hall, and the dull, tall and thin man followed silently.

"Finally here. Come to Meilu Garden to find me, or come to the county government to find me?"

"My eldest brother is very heartbroken and angry about this matter. After that beast returned home, my eldest brother personally performed a family law..."

"How many tripods are there?"

"So, if there is nothing, you don't have to come."

"No mistake, the tripod is the sword, and the sword is the tripod."

Yunmeng Sword nodded, pretending to understand, and guessed: "Could this be the tripod sword?"

Cheng Huandan asked suspiciously:

"So the Liu Zian Lake still hides a tripod that hasn't been cast into a tripod sword?"

"..." Cheng Huandan.

Yunmeng Sword straightened his face: "What dynasty, now it is the Great Zhou Dynasty, junior sister, don't talk nonsense, we are all subjects of His Majesty."

"Senior brother, who said that a tripod must be a tripod, and a sword must be a sword?"

"It is also an apology for the misunderstanding of the previous days and the eyes-blind offense of my younger brother." Xie Lingjiang smiled, his tone becoming more sincere: "At that time, my eldest brother will have a good chat with the magistrate about the Di Gong Gate, and guarantee to make the magistrate satisfied."

"But why melt the tripod to cast a sword for no reason?"

He hasn't seen Xie Lingjiang much, but he has heard of him. This person's status in the Liu family is second only to Liu Er. This younger brother is obviously more valued by Liu Er than that unreliable third brother.

He naturally understands some of the positions of his teacher Xie Xun, and the junior sister is young and also a bold guy.

Yunmeng Sword picked up the food box and went out, and said to Liu Ashan: "What's so urgent?"

Seeing the stiff smile of Young Master Cheng Huandan in front of him, Cheng Huandan comforted:

"Magistrate... please instruct me..."

Yunmeng Sword nodded, rolled up his sleeves, and spread out his left hand to signal.

"You guys are quite fast in redeeming people. Why don't you redeem the one exiled to Liaodong?" Ouyang interrupted, and he asked sincerely: "After performing the family law, did your brother die?"

"It turns out to be this good deed. Why didn't you say it earlier... Balang, go pour a cup of tea, how do you treat guests, you guys."

Cheng Huandan pretended not to hear.

"I wouldn't dare to give instructions, my eldest brother is begging, begging the magistrate to forgive."

"Within the territory of Longcheng, everyone is the magistrate's subjects, and the magistrate is our parent official. These are the words of people who don't have eyes to flatter, the magistrate must not take it to heart."

Xie Lingjiang looked at his steady face and continued:

Xie Lingjiang shook his head and said softly:

He nodded and sighed:

Yunmeng Sword saw it, and let out a long sigh on his face: "It is really a disaster that lasts for a thousand years."

This chapter is 4,000 words. There will be another chapter after 12 o'clock tonight. It may not be on time, it will be late. I will send it after I finish writing... Finally, I shamelessly ask for votes! (Pouting)

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