Sword Shadows Enigma Chronicles of Jianghu Turmoil

In March, the southern country is already peach and willow green, the northern country is still cold, and the town of Huayang in the territory of Huayin County in the country of Daming is a busy scene of people coming and going. At that time has been close to the Festival, Huashan near the countryside residents rushed to Huashan, to be able to on March 3, the day in the Huayue Temple prayers, praying for the next year's wind and rain, peace, and security. Huayang town east of a teahouse, just next to the official road, guests from the north and south have chosen to rest here, so although it is already past noon, the shop is still close to full. The teahouse has two floors, the bottom floor is about seven or eight tables, the teahouse in the middle of the position directly opposite the door built a platform, the platform side sat an old man, resting with his eyes closed on one side. At the table by the window sat a hunchback, wearing a boss hat on his head, even his face was covered up, was eating snacks and drinking tea by himself. Next to a table sat a middle-aged couple, with a 4, 5-year-old little girl, the man was born with thick eyebrows and deep eyes, a straight nose and square mouth, beard like a halberd, it is really good-looking. This kind of person if you say he is a great hero in the martial arts, not at all peacekeeping. But he was dressed as a scribe, but he looked very different. The woman is dressed in a jianghu child and looks both valiant and competent, the little girl was born with pink make-up, is very cute, the middle-aged couple obviously very loves the little girl, and the table is full of snacks and food. Next to a few tables sat some of the jianghu heroes, wearing a sword across the sword, since the high talk, from time to time a burst of laughter, lively very. There are also a few idlers, one person with a bowl of tea, having a ride in a low voice chatting, obviously waiting for something. Just then, the light flickered at the door and a man lifted the curtain and stepped in. The shopkeeper's eyes, busy from behind the counter, greeted the front, smiled, and said: "Brother is here, today is a little late, quickly please go upstairs, the upstairs seat has been prepared for you." Entering the door this person is about fourteen or fifteen years old, looks clear-eyed, a talented person, wearing a scholar's tunic, the whole person shows neat and clean, only to see him smile and say: "Zhang shopkeeper is too much courtesy, today a little thing delayed, came a little bit late, the lecture has not yet begun, right?" Boss Zhang laughed: "How can that be, in any case, we have to wait for Brother Yi to come before we start ah, Brother Yi is the heavenly Wenqu Xing descending to the earth, his status is honorable, what's wrong with the little old man waiting for such a while?" The young man was busily humbling himself to, "Boss Zhang is too flattering, where is what Wen Qu Xing, just lucky to win." The two men went upstairs to take their seats while exchanging pleasantries. Someone beside him asked his companion beside him, "Who is this teenager, and why is the shopkeeper so bashful?" The companion with envy to: "This young man surnamed Yue, a single name a different word, is our Huayin County in the famous child prodigy, last year just fourteen years old on the examination, the whole Ming fourteen-year-old Candidate of the Candidates can not find a few out. With his skills, the future examination in the Scholar to do the big official is not an impossible thing, you say this shopkeeper wants to bow to him?" The previous person suddenly realized: "So he is Yue Yi, ah, this old Yue family out of such a character is considered developed." Another person said, "It's not true that this Yue Yi is a bookish seed, but to say that the Yue family has developed in this way may not actually be true." The man from earlier wondered, "Where did that come from? Could it be that there is some inside information? Quickly tell me." The man who chimed in drank a mouthful of tea, cleared his throat, and said, "This Brother Yi is also ill-fated, his parents died when he was a child, and he relied on his brother and sister-in-law to raise him and provide him with education." "It's a good thing that he also fought for his life, and at the age of twelve, he passed the county and prefectural exams, and qualified to take the Xiucai exam." "Unfortunately, his brother and sister-in-law both contracted the epidemic and died when he was thirteen years old, not even leaving behind a boy or a girl; he also contracted the epidemic at the time and struggled to survive." "His teacher saw pity in him and at the same time thought he was a stud of a reader and wanted to bring him up. Fully funded his studies and livelihood." "He would have been gone too if it wasn't for the help of his teacher, who turned out to be ill and died just before his exams alone." "These are not enough, last year after the examination, a group of Xiucai swam the lake, but then drowned, if not passing by a Jianghu people rescue, this would be gone again." "This foreign brother after waking up but changed his temperament, and those who are the scholar classmates are all cut off from each other, usually do nothing, do not study, loitering all day long, but fortunately after the examination of the scholar have official salaries, no longer for the livelihood of the worry." "Some time ago, he saw that the business of this teahouse was dismal, so he gave an idea to the shopkeeper of this teahouse so that the shopkeeper would invite a book-teller to come over and talk about the past events of the jianghu and martial arts, to attract guests." "This came really good business, the town's idle people have nothing to do come to drink tea, listen to books, the shopkeeper's grateful to him, so he set up an elegant seat for him upstairs, free to invite him to drink tea and listen to books." "But he drinks tea and listens to lectures all day long, how has he ever studied the knowledge in the books? If he continues like this, it will be difficult for him to pass the examination, not to mention the Scholarship." The man from earlier arrived, "In that case, it's a pity." In the middle of talking, only to hear a 'pop' sound, the speaker slapped the wake-up wood and began to speak. The crowd also stopped talking and listened at ease. However, I heard the storyteller say, "The things that the little old man told are all fictional, and if there is any similarity, it is purely coincidental. If the content of which causes a certain hero to be unhappy, the little old man is here to make amends to this hero first." "Back to the topic, what the little old man is talking about today is a secret story in the jianghu a hundred years ago, and the person who told it was a great hero and a great hero." "He once held a million troops in his hands, but drifted away at the peak of his power, he was the best in martial arts, but was once almost stabbed to death by a weak woman with low martial arts, he was sometimes decisive and sometimes indecisive." "He took care of the rivers and mountains, but he couldn't handle the beauty. He was the famous Zhang Warrior in the jianghu a hundred years ago." "This Warrior Zhang was a premier figure in the jianghu a hundred years ago, his father was an elite disciple of a major sect of the Orthodox Church, and his mother was the beloved daughter of the one who ranked second amongst the four great masters of the Demon Sect, and the one who ranked third amongst the four great masters of the Demon Sect was his righteous father." "These three people were stranded on an isolated island overseas by chance and were bonded on this island. Swordsman Zhang was born on this island." "Later on, when Warrior Zhang grew up, his parents and his righteous father, however, did not want him to spend his life alone on the island, so they brought him back to the Middle Kingdom when he was nine years old." Mr. Storyteller's level is quite high, this pass of the book down, straight talk for about half an hour or so, the story also gradually came to the most subtle part. The teahouse crowd all calm convergence, listening intently. "I only heard Warrior Zhang say: Senior Ma opens his mouth with the Seven Killing Fists, and closes his mouth with the Seven Killing Fists, in my humble opinion, Senior Ma's Seven Killing Fists is not yet practiced to the fullest."