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Chapter 70 The meeting of the wind and clouds
rustling...

The rain outside the window was drizzling, and when the sky gradually turned white, there were also noisy voices outside, buzzing like in a busy city.

"Don't dawdle..."

"hurry up……"

Ye Jingtang opened his eyes, pushed open the side window at the stern, and saw a large ship full of goods. There were several housekeepers from merchants' houses on the ship, directing Lifu to cover the goods. It seemed that the wind blown away the tarpaulin at night.

Leaning out the window to check, you can see that the merchant ship has already docked. On the right is the river embankment of the pier. It is raining and the pier is still full of people. There are horse-drawn carts and ox carts full of goods, and the traffic is almost blocked. Behind the pier is a big town.

Looking up the river, the scene is even more magnificent.Thousands of sails gathered along the river under the light rain, and the masts and sails blocked the entire view. Even though we were on the river, we couldn’t see the river view at all. At a glance, there were probably no less than a thousand ships of all sizes moored on the river bank.

It is not surprising that Yejingtang is so prosperous. After all, this is the 'Jinjiang Estuary', and Xiwang Town is on the shore.

There are many rivers in the Great Wei Dynasty, and there are three big rivers that flow into the sea, which are divided into Daliang River, Qing River, and Wu River.

For the sake of shipping, all dynasties have been building water conservancy, and gradually built two grand canals, the Jinjiang Canal and the Wuxi Canal, so that the three rivers can be completely connected. By boat, you can go from his hometown of Honghe Town to the other side of the Great Wei territory. Jiangzhou Estuary.

The intersection of the two Grand Canals is the Jinjiang estuary at your feet. People who travel north and south almost must pass through this place. Although it is only a small town, its scale and prosperity are not inferior to any large city. They all regard this place as the gateway to the capital.

The annual meeting of Honghualou was held here, and the venue was chosen here. Firstly, it was here because the major ship gangs formed an alliance to establish Honghualou; It's hard to get noticed here.

Having arrived at the destination, there were no accidents along the way, and the stone hanging in Ye Jingtang's heart was finally let go.

Scanning the surface of the river, I didn't find the small cargo ship with the "Zhang" flag on it. I guess it has already arrived and unloaded elsewhere.

Ye Jingtang collected his thoughts, tidied his robes and walked out of the room. Li Jian and the others were seen standing on the shore, communicating with the port stewards about loading and unloading and other trivial matters.

In the room next door, Sanniang had already tidied up, she was wearing a dark purple dress, her hair was very dignified and mature, she looked like a shrewd and capable female shopkeeper.

Niao Niao was still lying on the bed, lying sprawled on the window sill, with a handkerchief covering her stomach, and she couldn't bear to look at her in her sleeping position.

Last night, he and Niao Niao took shifts to keep an eye on, and Ye Jingtang didn't wake Niao Niao up. After washing up at the stern, he put the bamboo hat on his head, fetched an oil-paper umbrella, and went to town with Pei Xiangjun.

Xiwang Town has a huge flow of people. There are no less than [-] people gathered in the town. The roads are blocked for a long time. Even if it is raining, you can still see businessmen and people from the rivers and lakes running around.

Ye Jingtang walked along the street to have a look, but before arriving at the inn where he was staying, there was a sound of horseshoes in front of him, and the vehicles and pedestrians on the street gave way to both sides.

stomping on...

"Stay out of the way..."

Ye Jingtang frowned secretly, protected Sanniang and retreated to the side of the street, looked up, but saw a convoy approaching.

In front of the convoy are eight swordsmen in brocade robes, bamboo hats and coir raincoats, all of which are expensive for horses.

Behind the eight swordsmen is a carriage, which is quite large, the door is closed and the people in it cannot be seen. Behind the carriage are several housekeepers and servants on horseback.

Xiwang Town is full of Jianghu people, and the person who can make everyone avoid him is definitely not ordinary.

Ye Jingtang took a closer look, and saw that the eight swordsmen were all wearing signs on their waists and carrying broadswords on their backs.

Junshantai...

Ye Jingtang recognized the identities of these people from the shape of the broadsword, and frowned slightly.

The adoptive father left a suicide note before his death, so that if he has the opportunity in the future, he can find a place with the person who abolished the adoptive father.

And this enemy is none other than the ancestor of Junshantai, the "Daokui" Xuanyuan Dynasty, who is generally called "Junshan Shenhou" by people in the Jianghu.

Xuanyuan Chao ranked among the top eight, reached the pinnacle in the Jianghu, and was granted the title of "Junshanhou" by the imperial court. It can be said that both black and white have reached the pinnacle;

Ye Jingtang understood the gap between each other, and was not in a hurry to run up to find something, but just pretended not to see it and continued walking.

But to his surprise, when the carriage passed by, the window was slightly lifted, and someone looked out from inside the carriage.

From the corner of the eye, I could see this middle-aged man sitting in the carriage, dressed as a nobleman in a brocade robe, with a serious and handsome face, and his eyes were like a falcon.

Ye Jingtang didn't recognize this person, so he didn't turn his head to look at him. He waited for the carriage to go far away before asking:
"Sanniang, who is this person?"

Pei Xiangjun looked at the shops on the street, and responded unhurriedly:
"Xuanyuan Hongzhi, the second son of Xuanyuan Dynasty, has been running around all year round and is responsible for communication. He is probably planning to go to the Zhou family to celebrate his birthday."

"Why is he looking at me?"

Pei Xiangjun signaled to Ye Jingtang the Chilong Ringshou Saber at Ye Jingtang's waist: "Junshantai's dragon slaying order is for the Huanshou Chilong. You are both swordsmen, and you saw him carrying a saber on his back, so you took a few glances at him.

Suddenly, Ye Jingtang raised his hand and put away the knife at his waist:

"I'll pack the knife when I go out in the future."

"Um……"
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goo goo goo...

The carriage drove through the street under the rain, there was constant noise outside the window, but it was very quiet inside the carriage.

Xuanyuan Hongzhi was sitting upright, his gaze was still outside the window, his brows were furrowed.

The son Xuanyuanzhe sitting next to him was slightly puzzled:
"Father, what were you looking at just now?"

After Xuanyuan Hongzhi was silent for a long time, he shook his head and sighed:
"Crazy Yazi has been dead for decades, yet there are still people using Chilong Saber in the Jianghu, alas..."

When Xuanyuanzhe heard this, he immediately understood why his father sighed - Kuang Yazi was the top swordsman at the end of the previous dynasty, and the Chilong sword was very popular in Jianghu. Witnessing the rise of the Dragon Slaying Order and the decline of the Chilong Sword with my own eyes, my feelings for this sword are far deeper than those of contemporary warriors.

Later, Zheng Feng, the successor of Kuangyazi, was abolished by Xuanyuan's family because of his sister-in-law's affairs, and he didn't kill the roots, so that his father had a knot in his heart, always worried that one day, someone would come to the door with a Lilong knife to settle old and new grudges .

"Father is worrying too much. Zheng Feng himself has misunderstood the saber technique. The eight-step crazy sword has long been lost. Even if there is an apprentice, what if the saber technique that was broken by grandpa decades ago reappears?"

Xuanyuan Zhe glanced at the street full of warriors outside the carriage:

"As for the first knife of the Lilong ring, there used to be too much stock, and you can see one every few days. Most of them are old knives passed down from ancestors or bought from the market. It's very common..."

Xuanyuan Hongzhi shook his head: "The rivers and lakes are the rivers and lakes. Yesterday there was a cause, and today there will be results. Even if you are invincible in the world and above ten thousand people, you will not be able to escape the fate of the rivers and lakes. Back then, I advised Grandpa Ni to cut grass and roots, but your uncle insisted I cared about that little bit of chivalry to stop me, but the result is good, this moment of hesitation, in exchange for 30 years of paranoia..."

"Why don't you send someone to investigate the new swordsmen in the rivers and lakes?"

"There are tens of thousands of swordsmen in the world, where can I find them?"

Xuanyuan Hongzhi withdrew his gaze, and replied with a serious look:

"Go to the Zhou family first. The Zhou family occupies Honghualou's ancestral property. If Honghualou hasn't shown up to ask for an explanation for this birthday banquet, it means that the situation is over. Qingjiang Wharf is the main port of Yunze Erzhou. Such a big piece of fat is not worth it for me. The Xuanyuan family nodded, the Zhou family couldn't eat..."

"So what if Honghualou is outcropping? In my child's opinion, if you can't hold something, you should let go of it decisively, so as not to be too hungry to go around. Honghualou is also an old birthday star in the world. Why can't you even understand this point?" ..."

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(End of this chapter)