Lotus Tower is the second best in the world

Naturally, this is not the only assassination attempt by Sesshōdo.

In fact, including the meeting with Li Lianhua at the tea shop and the sudden test, they were all part of Jia Qingyuan's subsequent 'clearance' plan.

Since Li Xiangyi is the best in the world in martial arts, he must be absolutely confident in himself.

At that time, she gave it a try and confirmed this point.

The other party actually didn't even carry the Young Master Sword with him.

This shows that this person is absolutely conceited.

After returning to the farmhouse and sitting down, Jia Qingyuan pondered for a moment, and she had already made a decision.

……

A few days later, outside Yangzhou City.

Luoan Villa.

"This young master is back! Quick, give me a glass of water!"

Fang Shaoxia, who was tired of his career, slapped his long sword on the table, sat on the Grand Master's chair rather boldly, and ordered the young man beside him to make tea for him.

Ping An picked up the tea cup, poured him a glass of water, and asked with a smile: "Master Fang, did your trip go smoothly?"

They are similar in age, and they also learned martial arts from Li Lianhua at the same time, so they are half the same sect, so when they talk, there is no condescension.

Fang Duobing shook his head, with a sigh on his face, "Don't mention it, I will be in trouble this time."

Picking up the tea cup and drinking all the tea in the cup, Fang Duobing sighed: "It's a waste of time. Ah Fei did things too quickly. After I arrived in Xinchuan, I didn't even see the Song family member, so he was driven away return."

Ping An smiled and said: "Master said, you don't have to go on this trip. With Master Di here, Master Fang, you can hardly get involved."

"Let's not talk about this anymore. Is there anything exciting happening in the city recently?"

Ping An thought for a while, nodded and said, "Yes."

"What's the matter? Tell me quickly."

Ping An said softly: "Master was assassinated a few days ago. I heard from the young master that it was the master of the Killing Hall of Hongmen who did it himself."

Fang Duobing was shocked and asked: "Li Lianhua was assassinated? How is he? Is he injured?"

"Master, of course it's fine."

Fang Duobing then smiled reassuringly and gloated: "Haha, you deserve it!"

"This is not the trouble caused by me. He can no longer rely on this young master."

After knowing that Li Lianhua was Li Xiangyi, Fang Duobing's attitude towards Li Lianhua was very different.

Sometimes I feel that he has the temperament of the former Jianghu leader.

Sometimes I feel that Li Lianhua is a completely different person, looking ordinary and not at all like the high-spirited Li Xiangyi in the legend of Jianghu people.

However, compared to Li Xiangyi, who only heard his name but never saw his person, Li Lianhua was the person he wanted to get close to from the bottom of his heart.

In less than a year with them, he has grown a lot, not in terms of age, but in terms of dealing with people. No one will treat him as that fledgling child anymore.

Even his mother, who had never approved of his career in the world, no longer nagged him to give up martial arts and pursue literature.

How can a princess's consort be as relaxed and comfortable as a knight-errant?

If he had followed the original arrangement of Fang Shangshu and Hall Master He, he would have gone to the imperial city this year to accept the conquest with the princess.

It is obvious that by then, he will completely lose his free agency.

He is not willing!
This time I came back from Xinchuan alone. Although I met many people in the world along the way and even watched the chaotic scene of two gangs fighting for territory, was it not a kind of experience for myself?
Along the way, I gained a lot of knowledge.

When he met Liang Jiu, he had enough bragging rights.

Thinking of Liang Jiu, Fang Duobing couldn't help but ask: "By the way, Ping An, have you seen Liang Jiu these days?"

Ping An blinked, "I've never seen it before."

It has been half a month since Fang Duobing left. His good brother Liang Jiu left long before he did, and was assigned to another place by Li Lianpeng.

"Okay, you guys practice martial arts well here, and I'll go look for you at the Lotus Building."

Turning his head and looking at the young girls practicing martial arts in the square not far away, Fang Duobing nodded with satisfaction and said in an old-fashioned way: "Not bad, these teenagers are very motivated to practice martial arts!"

"You will become a great person in the future!"

Ping An, who was changing into uniform practice clothes, quietly rolled his eyes.

You are still a teenager yourself!
However, he didn't say much.

Compared to Fang Duobing, these people were all born slaves. If they hadn't been lucky enough to meet such a good master as Young Master, their rest of their lives would never be as promising as they are now.

Fang Duobing left Luo'an Villa and strode outside.

Arriving outside the villa, he paused for a moment. A smile appeared on the young man's face, and he immediately walked over to his mount and got on his horse.

"drive!"

Pull the reins and fly away.

-

It is in a mountain more than 200 miles away from Yangzhou City.

sunset.

Liang Jiu asked a woodcutter who was carrying a bundle of firewood down the mountain for directions: "May I ask my husband, is the Liujia Village ahead?"

The woodcutter was seventy years old and seemed to have some hearing loss. He looked up at the mellow face of the burly Liang Jiu, and gestured with his free hand, "You can't hear it, you can't hear it..."

Liang Jiu had no choice but to take out a piece of yellow paper from his arms. It was a hand-drawn map. Liang Jiu pointed to the words Liujia Village on it and motioned to the woodcutter:
"My father-in-law, does he know how to get to this place?"

The old woodcutter looked down at his hand and pointed in a direction.

Liang Jiu cupped his fists and said, "Thank you!"

He immediately stopped hesitating and strode towards the direction pointed by the old man.

Liang Jiu has been here for 20 days. He took a melon boat from Yangzhou and headed south, passing through several big cities and heading towards the inaccessible mountains.

He was assigned by Li Lianpeng to go to a place called Liujia Village to find a blacksmith.

The blacksmith is Liu Bing, who is currently ranked third on the list of famous craftsmen. He was once a master craftsman in the sword-making workshop, specializing in making weapons for the government.

After learning about the plot of Li Lianpeng and others, Liang Jiu also had the idea that he was doing something big this time.

As the saying goes, newborn calves are not afraid of tigers. He did not feel that he was up to no good. In his opinion, no matter how the world changed, it had little to do with him.

He only wanted to live a magnificent life, and his life in this world was not in vain.

As for the others, it is not important.

Mr. Li once said that if things succeed in the future, he will be made a military attaché and a powerful general will be appointed to him.

This sounds a bit fanciful, but after learning that the two Young Masters Li have the blood of the orthodox royal family of today's Daxi, I no longer think so.

While he was thinking, the sound of dogs barking came from ahead.

Liang Jiu subconsciously looked forward.

In the distant valley, there is a quiet and quiet village.

Smoke was rising from the cooking pots, and several half-year-old children were playing at the entrance of the village, looking quite happy.

However, Liang Jiu's eyesight did not have this. He only felt that he could finally eat cooked food today.

There was joy on his face and he breathed a long sigh of relief.

He had been lost in the mountains for many days, and the horse that had carried him all the way ran away without noticing when he jumped into the pool to wash himself a few days ago.

He also ate all the dry food he brought with him. In this deep mountain, even though he brought a lot of money, he had no place to buy it. He spent several days in a state of starvation.

Now, I finally met her!Liang Jiu immediately stopped hesitating and ran towards the mountain village quickly.

When he arrived at the entrance of the village, all the children dispersed in a rush because of his huge stature.

Liang Jiu, who was about to call a child to ask, scratched the back of his head in embarrassment.

This move made him feel a bit more honest.

The children who were hiding far away were no longer afraid of him when they saw this.

One of them, an eleven or twelve-year-old boy, mustered up the courage to shout from a distance, "Who are you looking for?"

The village is dozens of miles away from the town, and even further away from the county seat.

How did this strange man who suddenly appeared at the entrance of the village get here?
What is he doing?
The young man was confused and stared at the honest-looking Liang Jiu warily.

"Is this Liujia Village, Shilipo?" Liang Jiu asked.

The young man said: "This is Liujia Village. What are you doing in our village?"

"I'm here to find someone, little doll. Do you know the Liu Bing Liu family in this village?"

Liang Jiu grinned and said.

The young man's clothes had many patches, but they were very clean. Liang Jiu suddenly thought of his master and brother in the Divine Fist Sect, and his eyes couldn't help but soften a little.
"Don't be afraid, little one, I'm not a bad person."

"Bad people don't write bad things on their faces, that's what Uncle Liu said!" The young man said, turned around and ran away.

The remaining children with runny noses followed the young man and dispersed.

When Liang Jiu saw this, he couldn't help scratching the back of his head again in embarrassment.

At this moment, an old voice came from not far away.

"Where do you come from?"

Liang Jiu suddenly turned his head and looked.

Seeing a short old man in civilian clothes standing not far away, Liang Jiu was sure that he already knew who the person in front of him was even without the other person introducing himself.

This person is the forging master he is looking for, Liu Bing!

Liang Jiu quickly raised his hands and said: "Liang Jiu from the Divine Fist Sect, I have met my senior!"

A look of surprise appeared on Liu Bing's face, "Shen Fist Sect? Who are you, Lu Tingyuan?"

Liang Jiu was overjoyed when he heard his master's name mentioned, "Senior, that's the master of this junior!"

Liu Bing glanced at Liang Jiu, then walked toward a mud house not far away with his hands behind his back, "Follow me."

"Yes!"

……

evening.

Liujia Village, located in the mountains, is quite quiet.

It is now the middle of summer, and there is not much work in the fields, but there is also a lot of work. The villagers weeding, turning soil, and tending to the bankers have little entertainment at night. In order to save money on lamp oil, they can only go to bed early.

Fortunately, the climate in the mountains is suitable and it is not too hot, so I can have a good sleep.

However, tonight, there was a family in the village. It was midnight, but the candles were still lit.

"So, that young master of yours is determined to overthrow the current Daxi court and re-establish the country?"

Liang Jiu nodded solemnly, "Exactly."

"Therefore, this junior comes here because I hope you can come back and help us forge weapons for the uprising."

The thin old man was silent for a long time and then said:
"If this matter fails, it will be a serious crime of rebellion that will implicate the nine clans. Have you prepared for the worst?"

Liang Jiudao: "We have the best martial arts master in the world here, so we will definitely not fail!"

The old man shook his head and sighed: "A group of people in the world are mostly just a mob. I'm afraid it will be difficult for them to accomplish anything big."

Liang Jiu didn't look good. He had already said all his good things, but the other party still had no intention of letting go.

If it weren't for cannibalism, he would have followed the second plan given by Mr. Li and knocked him unconscious, put him in a sack and resisted leaving.

"That's right, senior, as long as you are willing to help us, our young master has said that if things come true in the future, we can ensure that you and your people can live a life without worries about food and clothing for at least 50 years."

The old man smiled and said, "Having no worries about food and clothing? So now we are short of food and clothing?"

He pointed at the bones left by Liang Jiu on the wooden table not far away with a playful look in his eyes.

The meaning is self-evident. Although my village, Liujia, is located deep in the mountains, it can still be self-sufficient. There is something for guests in the village.

Seeing what he said, Liang Jiu became a little anxious.

After scratching his ears and cheeks for a long time, he choked out a sentence:

"You have to think not only about yourself, but also about the whole world."

"If it comes to pass, all people in the world will remember your contribution."

"Hahaha, all people in the world."

Liu Bing suddenly sneered, a ray of light burst out from his cloudy eyes, and he said solemnly:
"To put it so lightly, I was the royal craftsman at that time. Daxi had 30 soldiers and horses, and the weapons were usually made by me. But what happened in the end? But he ended up being exiled thousands of miles away!"

"To all the people in the world, when I was demoted, did those people remember my merits? Did they ever say a fair word for me?"

"..."

Liang Jiu couldn't help but be silent when he heard this.

He knows all about the past of the person in front of him.

The craftsman in front of me once offended a villain in the court, and his whole family was exiled to a disorderly land in southern Fujian. The whole family, including a grandson who was less than two years old, died at the hands of the bandits who were kings in Zhan Mountain.

Only Liu Bing, with the desperate protection of a close confidant, escaped the murderous hands of the bandits and returned to his hometown, Liujiacun, which was isolated from the world.

"Young Master is not the current Emperor Daxi. He will never let anyone with the ability feel cold."

Liang Jiu was silent for a long time, and then said seriously:

"This junior is extremely convinced of this!"

Liu Bing stared at him for a long time, then suddenly laughed, stopped arguing with him, and said lightly: "I hope so."

"Your Majesty, please leave at dawn tomorrow."

"As for me, now that I am getting older, my movements are quite inconvenient. I am afraid that I will not be able to walk out of this ten-mile slope, so I will not go outside with you."

After saying that, the old man knocked the cigarette in his hand, stood up slowly, and returned to the house.

Liang Jiu looked at the old man's hunched back, hesitated to speak, and finally gave up the persuasion.

The next day, it was just dawn.

Liu Bing has never had a good night's sleep since his wife died in the bandit disaster.

Every time it is almost dawn, I can fall asleep.

At this moment, listening to the clumsy and clumsy sound of chopping wood outside, Liu Bing no longer felt sleepy.

When he came outside, he saw that the young man who came to ask him to come out was chopping firewood in the yard, shirtless.

The giant ax that he had been unable to swing for a long time was as light as weight in the opponent's hand, and he could easily pick it up with one hand.

"Why haven't you left yet?"

Liu Bing asked with a cold face.

I saw the junior who called himself Liang Jiu smiled honestly and said,
"Young master said, if we can't invite you to come out and help us take charge of the forging workshop, then I don't have to go back." (End of Chapter)