Assassin He Chunxia

Chapter 3 a red fall
Yangzhou, Shangyuan Festival, fireworks are everywhere at night.

He Xiaoyun is 17 years old, the youngest Jin Yiwei of Nanzhen Fusi, the first disciple of Sword Master Suxue, proud of his youth, wearing fresh clothes and angry horses, swaggering through the market, accidentally knocking over a lantern stand on the roadside.

Xi Ci is 17 years old, the only daughter of the richest man in Yangzhou, good at martial arts, dressed in men's clothing, watching lanterns on a white horse, and follows He Xiaoyun leisurely.

Bai An is 17 years old, but a little craftsman who makes lanterns.

I'm going to the capital, three years, wait for me.

"What's your name?"

"Bai An, my name is Bai An."

"My name is Xi Ci."

Three years later, on schedule.She got married, just peeked at her.

In the next ten years, snow fell on winter nights, in front of the White House.

She held her daughter's little hand and held an umbrella to wait for him.

He Xiaoyun led the master and sister into the door and turned his head.

She was still standing at the door.

She waits.

not him.

Suddenly very angry, practice knife.

Frenzy with the knife, sweating profusely, the little girl sat with Erlang's legs crossed and watched, her eyes were slightly distracted, thinking about her thoughts.Looking around, but seeing Master Ye, he raised his eyebrows at the little girl, who obediently stepped forward and teased her.

"Little sister, is there really such a thing as sword qi? That Fang Shu has broken limbs, and his muscles are blocked. Master Ye is also a person with a clear mind and does not understand common things. That's all. I recently created a set of swordsmanship, with a total of nine styles. Today, it is called Chasing the Moon Swordsmanship. It sounds so romantic and chic, and learn more from me. What kind of sword energy is illusory and useless. "He Xiaoyun shook his head and waved his hand, and while he was talking, he wanted to show the knife again, but He Chunxia stopped him and stuck out his tongue.

"Don't learn your knives, what do you mean when you say that Master has a clear mind and doesn't understand common things?"

"Uh"

"Why don't you just understand it as stupid?"

beat you.

Hahahaha it hurts.

In the courtyard, Ye Shu was staring blankly at a plum tree in the corner with his hands behind his back. When He Chunxia saw it, he walked to the side lightly and stood up obediently. Ye Shu's ears moved slightly, and the bell rang, knowing that He Chunxia was standing. Behind him, he sighed to himself.

A red fell.

He Chun Xia lowered her eyes, Ye Shu's right hand was slowly moving away from the hilt of the sword, and turned her back.

"Master, does sword qi really exist? I've never seen you so angry before, what's wrong?"

"My father-in-law Li Qinglan, the long road of kendo is unparalleled, and he is the highest mountain. Today, the more I think about it, the more angry I am. Now in the rivers and lakes, the top three must be me. Hehehe, he has never seen If he could get me, he refused to give half a move, but in the end, it was Fang Shu who took his things, why! Why is it Fang Shu! Ha." Realizing that he was a little rude, Ye Shu sighed softly, He bowed his head to meet He Chunxia's gaze. "Don't mention that."

"Then Master, in your heart, who is the top three swordsman in the world?"

"Bijian pays attention to the right time, place and people, and one of the two is indispensable. If you only talk about military affairs on paper, I will take one of them. I thought it was Sima Jue, the master of Moyu Sword. , I played against each other a few years ago, the sword is simple and heavy, not bad." Ye Shu paused, then slowly continued, "The other person was originally you, and the sword is also clear, you are purer than me, more extreme, and more aggressive. Hurry up and be more ruthless. I thought that the sword potential that has no return can make up for the lack of experience, but today Fang Shu is sigh. Sigh"

"What's so great about sword qi, how can you count it without comparing it? I'll ask him to compete with him tomorrow, and he will definitely lose!" He Chun Xia's face was slightly red, and her cheeks pouted angrily. Ye Shu saw it and felt in her heart. Interesting, his brows stretched a little, but he just smiled when he wanted to speak.

Yes, there is no comparison with how to count, Fang Shu is not you, nor will it be you.

Today in the world, how many people can take me with a sword! ?
Bai Mansion has a high threshold, seven in and seven out. There are only two maids. One is in the kitchen for supper and the other is out. If He Xiaoyun wants to take a bath, he has to fetch and boil water to clean it up. After tossing for a long time, the water temperature is suitable. Put the skin, cypress leaves, and agarwood into the water, light a column of soothing incense, close your eyes, open your pores in the water, and the sound of footsteps is close.

"Brother He."

"Ah."

The person who came was Bai An, and the two faced each other through a thin curtain. Bai An lowered his upper body slightly, "Three years and three years, three years and three years, Brother He, I'm working for this East Palace, and next year will be the tenth year! I can't hold on. The power of the East Palace is getting stronger and stronger, and the greed is getting stronger and stronger. In recent years, I have passed the empty balances in the accounts one by one, and I am very frightened. This year, the Supreme Court sent people to investigate. The pressure of the emperor. The eunuchs are dictatorial. I am sorry that I have only recently realized that, like ants, I have been painstakingly collecting evidence and lurking for many years. After many years, a single grass has grown into a towering tree! How to shake it!"

He Xiaoyun took a long breath, his whole body tightened, and the water in the bucket rippled. "Don't worry, just wait."

"Actually, you and I know very well that there is no result. I am a husband and a father. I can't bet too much. I want to break down the East Palace with a piece of paper. It's a fantasy. I know it's just a chess piece. , Brother He, in the Jianghuai area, a member of the Bamboo Forest Party, there is no more Bai An."

Bai An sighed, bowed, and turned to leave.

He Xiaoyun rose from the water, with long hair hanging down his shoulders, water droplets rolled down from the lumpy muscles, like a god statue.

"I'm here to handle the case, arrest a person and return to Beijing. With this person's testimony, all crimes will be committed, and the East Palace will be destroyed!"

Bai An stopped.

"who?"

Zhang Zhou Porridge.

(End of this chapter)