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Chapter 627: Yunmeng has sword skills, and the Southern Dynasty has thieves? [Seeking monthly votes! ]

"Liang Han, I shouldn't have done anything wrong, right?"

In the early morning, birds are singing and flowers are blooming, in Chengtian Temple, Yuan Huaimin's courtyard.

The morning light fell into the yard, illuminating the slender body of Dongmei, who was chewing grass with her head down, highlighting her dark red smooth fur and bright reflections...

Under the shade of the tree, there was a stone table where four people were sitting around, drinking porridge and eating steamed buns.

Yuan Huaimin was halfway through his meal when he felt something was wrong while chewing. He put down his chopsticks and timidly asked.

Ouyang Rong's expression remained normal:
"What crime did you commit? If you did, Madam Historian would have arrested you long ago. Why wait until now?"

"That's true." Yuan Huaimin took off his hat, touched his head, and muttered: "After all, not everyone is like Liang Han, who can make the lady historian a little more tolerant. I'd better be honest..."

"..."

Ouyang Rong glanced at him.

Yuan Huaimin put his hat back on, lowered his head and concentrated on eating.

Li Yu looked at the two people curiously, who seemed to have a surprising sense of partnership.

Ouyang Rong said no more.

After breakfast, Ouyang Rong and Yuan Huaimin went out to take up their duties.

Dongmei was full and was led by Ali to pull the cart. They were old oxen and horses, so no matter how well they ate, they still had to pull the cart.

Li Yu stayed in the yard to clean up the dishes. He had nothing to do anyway, so he stayed in Chengtian Temple during the day.

These days, Mr. Li has been an honest man, living in Yuan Huaimin's courtyard. He has been well-behaved and has never left the temple.

Yuan Huaimin was a carefree person, and Li Yu was cautious, polite and courteous, so there was naturally no conflict between them. Instead, the latter was influenced by the former and gradually relaxed a little.

For example, while having breakfast today, he made a little joke to Ouyang Rong and Yuan Huaimin, which he would not have dared to think of in the past.

"Huai Min, are you used to having Mr. Li living here?"

Ouyang Rong asked casually before getting in the car.

"He's OK. He's a very down-to-earth person, but he sometimes likes to daydream. Also, every time he goes out for a walk by the lake, he likes to bring back some small things..."

Yuan Huaimin said casually.

"What little thing?" Ouyang Rong asked curiously.

"Some special branches."

"Special... branches?" Ouyang Rong was puzzled.

"Well, they are different from ordinary branches. They are straight and long bare branches. They are quite special..."

Yuan Huaimin showed an unconcealed look of envy on his face:
"Honestly, Lianghan, I visited his house and saw all those little gadgets. I wanted some of them, too. I'm really envious."

Ouyang Rong:……? ?

Yuan Huaimin looked up to the sky and sighed:
"What a pity! Mr. Li is good in every way and is very friendly to others, but when it comes to his branch, he becomes a little stiff and looks reluctant... Well, never mind. Don't force others to do something. A gentleman doesn't take away what others love."

I don't really want to bother with these two clowns.

Ouyang Rong got on the carriage with a stern face.

But before the carriage started, he came out again and called Yuan Huaimin to get on board.

"Liang Han, what else do you want? Eh, I thought Liang Han wanted to give me a ride, but I didn't expect him to just ask questions, every day. I don't know why Liang Han asks so many questions..."

Ignoring his complaints, Ouyang Rong curled his lips and said, "You want to go back to Jiangzhou Hall. I have something to do in Xingzifang today, and we are not on the same route."

"Liang Han, what's up at Xingzifang? I've seen you coming here quite often recently."

"Brother Huaimin is now supervising me."

Ouyang Rong curled his lips and took out a red cloth bag from under the seat.

Open the red cloth bag.

Yuan Huaimin smiled awkwardly, and then his eyes fell on the object hidden in the red cloth bag.

It is a bronze dagger.

"Liang Han, this is..."

"It's called Yunmeng Ling."

Ouyang Rong narrowed his eyes and said, "Huai Min, if you see it anywhere, you must report it to me immediately. This matter is of great importance."

"I understand." Yuan Huaimin nodded obediently.

He took the Yunmeng Order and looked at it with curiosity.

Ouyang Rong suddenly asked: "How does the bronze body of Yunmeng Ling compare to your two bronze shafts? Are there any similarities?"

Yuan Huaimin was stunned for a moment: "Bronze is the same, what's the difference? But if you insist on saying it's similar, it is indeed similar."

Ouyang Rong pondered for a moment and took back the Yunmeng Order.

Yuan Huaimin said goodbye to him, got off the car, and rode on horseback to go on duty.

Ouyang Rong sat in the car for a while, lowered his eyes to look at Yunmeng Ling, and pursed his lips.

Both are made of bronze, and I just suddenly thought of them together, so I asked tentatively...

Putting away the Yunmeng Order, Ouyang Rong looked towards the curtain in front of him and said casually:
"Go to the same place."

"Yes, son."

The carriage slowly drove out of Chengtian Temple and headed towards a quiet courtyard by the lake.

……

"Boom..."

The stone door slowly opened.

A tall Hu girl with waist-length blonde hair and a gentle lady in flowing white clothes walked into the stone chamber.

Inside the stone chamber is an elegantly decorated hall, fully equipped with lamps, tables, chairs and other furniture. You can vaguely see a room with a stone door behind the hall, which seems to be a bedroom for rest.

The stone chamber was not only lit by a lamp that was always burning, but there was also a beam of light from the sky that fell from a gap above the chamber.

It should be underground, while it is still daytime outside.

A beam of sunlight fell from the sky, illuminating a place where a chess table was placed. Two people were sitting in front of the table, playing chess silently.

They were respectively an elegant middle-aged scholar in white Confucian robes, and a sturdy but plain-looking young man in a felt hat.

After Xue Zhongzhu and Yu Nianyuan walked into the stone chamber hall.

"Huahua..." Wei Shaoqi carefully put the black chess pieces in his hand into the chess box and stood up to greet them.

Du Shuqing, who was sitting opposite him, rested his chin on the back of his hand, lowered his head in thought, and did not stand up.

The brim of the felt hat covered the ordinary face, making it impossible to see the expression.

Xue Zhongzhu didn't care about Du Shuqing's rudeness and said directly to Wei Shaoqi, who had a kind face:

"I'm sorry, for safety reasons, Mr. Wei has to stay here. I'm sorry for inconveniencing him."

"Nothing."

Wei Shaoqi shook his head:

"To be honest, the half month I have been at the villa has been the best rest period I have had in recent years.

"My Lady, you don't know that the conditions on the southwest front are not as good as those in your noble family's villa. We often have to sleep outdoors. Although we enjoy it, we still miss the courtyards in Chang'an and the streets in Luoyang from time to time."

He smiled brightly:
"Before Shuqing and I came to see you and the Second Lady, we even found a place to rest and tidied up our unkempt appearance. We were worried that the First Lady, the Second Lady, and the nobles of your clan would think we were beggars and drive us away. Haha."

Facing these casual words that were as gentle as the spring breeze, Xue Zhongzhu remained expressionless and said:
"I'm just being polite." "Uh..."

The atmosphere became a little awkward.

Wei Shaoqi laughed and shook his head: "The eldest lady is really a person of temperament."

"I hope so. I hope Mr. Wei does too."

While Xue Zhongzhu was greeting Wei Shaoqi, Yu Nianyuan walked to the chessboard.

She glanced at the chessboard, and without even thinking, she reached into the white chess box with her bare hands, picked up a white piece, and casually placed it somewhere on the chessboard.

After making his move, Yu Nianyuan turned around and left.

Du Shuqing lowered his head and was stunned. He looked carefully and suddenly realized something.

Xue Zhongzhu walked to the row of seats in the middle of the hall, sat at the top seat without hesitation, and waved his hand, saying:
"Let's talk business. I heard from Second Junior Sister that Mr. Wei has something for me to see."

"Yes, that's the matter. Thank you, Second Lady, for bringing the message. I'm grateful to First Lady for taking time out of her busy schedule."

"Then stop talking nonsense."

Xue Zhongzhu asked coldly, "Where is the painting?"

Beside the chessboard, Du Shuqing glanced at Wei Shaoqi.

The latter sighed softly and nodded slightly.

Du Shuqing stood up and walked into a stone chamber next to the hall.

While waiting, Wei Shaoqi was about to speak, but suddenly his face flushed. He took out a handkerchief, covered his mouth with it, and coughed violently.

A candle in the snow, Yu Nianyuan glances sideways.

At this time, Du Shuqing, holding a long cloth bag in both hands, appeared at the door of the stone chamber again and walked towards the crowd.

"Is Mr. Wei okay?"

Xue Zhongzhu lowered his eyelids and asked.

"Ahem... no... it's okay. Shuqing has brought the things that the eldest lady wants to see. Please take a good look at them, ladies."

Xue Zhongzhu had a face with blue eyes and mixed blood from an exotic region. It was hard to tell what he liked or disliked. He asked coldly:

"Mr. Wei, aren't you afraid that I'll take it away?"

"I have heard that your clan is the most trustworthy and has never broken a promise in the past thousand years. Lord Li and I believe in your clan's character."

The candle in the snow was silent for a moment, its chin slightly raised, and its tone impatient:
"Of course our sect's female monarch hall keeps its promise, but over the past few hundred years, many people have broken their promises. Why should our sect believe you? What if it's another lie?"

The candle in the snow spoke in a powerful tone:
“Also, what Li Zhengyan mentioned… asking our sect to give him help equal to that of the Southern Dynasty, what qualifications does he have to raise this matter? Does he think it’s just a game?

"At least the Southern Dynasty attracted a steady stream of people fleeing from the north, which promoted the prosperity of the south of the Yangtze River and lasted for more than 300 years. During this period, many villains emerged and many people took detours, but there were also a group of people who did some real things.

“So, even at the end, when the world is in chaos, the north and the south are united, and the Da Sui army is already approaching, the seniors of this hall are still willing to lend a hand and establish the Lotus Tower Alliance...

"But what can you, the Kuangfu Army, do? What can you promise our sect? You can't even protect yourselves."

Upon hearing this, Wei Shaoqi let out a long sigh.

He looked at the empty hall in front of him, his face full of loneliness, and after a while he slowly nodded.

“What the eldest lady said is true. What your clan has done for the people of Jiangnan and Lingnan is truly admirable. I have heard about your deeds through some channels and I respect you from the bottom of my heart.

"No wonder Taizong and your lord Yuanjun signed a contract that the Qian court would never interfere in the Tiannan rivers and lakes. This time, Bao Zhou broke the contract. The tyrant monarch is unjust. The statues in Jiangzhou are really a disaster."

His tone was very sincere:
“So, when we found something strange about the Buddha head in Guizhou, we sent it here immediately. It is the same now. When we knew that the big Buddha in Jiangzhou was in danger, Lord Li sent me and Shuqing here immediately. This is one reason. Secondly, this is a matter of justice, and my Kuangfu Army will not shirk its responsibility.

"We are the Kuangfu Army, determined to support Daqian. Of course, we must abide by the contract between Emperor Taizong and your clan, and we can even go a step further.

"As for the matter raised by Lord Li, the eldest lady does not need to answer immediately. You can wait and see our sincerity this time. This time, Shuqing and I will do our best to assist your clan."

Xue Zhongzhu's expression looked a little better.

At this moment, Wei Shaoqi suddenly started coughing violently again, covered his mouth with a white handkerchief, and after coughing for a while, he eased a little.

Yu Nianyuan next to him glanced at him.

There was blood in the center of the handkerchief.

"Humph. But I also heard that there seems to be a condition for your help this time. You are just asking for a price. Do you think that our sect and the Tiannan Jianghu will not be able to accomplish anything without you?"

Xue Zhongzhu sneered, with a somewhat disdainful tone:

"How can you help? Don't think too highly of yourself. If you really have the ability, why has there been no progress on the southwest front?"

Wei Shaoqi shook his head.

“Although I don’t know what arrangements your clan has for issuing the Yunmeng Order this time, but…”

Wei Shaoqi pointed to the long cloth bag in front of him, which Du Shuqing was holding. The latter was untying the outer layer of tight cloth one by one. The opening procedure was a bit cumbersome:
"But what if we have this painting sent by Lord Li? Do you think there is any way to help your clan?"

Xue Zhongzhu stood up and frowned slightly as he watched Du Shuqing take out a scroll that seemed to have a bronze shaft from the cloth bag, but he did not speak immediately.

Seeing this, Wei Shaoqi made a request.

"However, I still need your sect to provide me with a set of sword techniques, or... two sets."

Xue Zhongzhu and Yu Nianyuan suddenly became quiet and looked at each other.

The look in Xue Zhongzhu's eyes was dim and unclear.

Wei Shaoqi looked a little embarrassed, and asked tentatively: "By the way, how many sword techniques does your sect have? Um, your sect's Lord Hidden Lord seems to have a high level of swordsmanship. He is truly a peerless genius, I guess..."

The candle in the snow suddenly turned around.

Wei Shaoqi shut up instantly.

Being stared at by the murderous eyes of the Yunmeng Lady, he felt as if a heavy burden was pressing on him. He looked at his nose with his eyes and his heart with his nose.

The air around the two of them gradually solidified.

As if his body was feeling uncomfortable from being pressed down, Wei Shaoqi once again covered his mouth with his fist and coughed violently.

The sound of difficult coughing made Xue Zhongzhu suddenly shift his gaze and look elsewhere. Yu Nianyuan next to him took out a pill box from her sleeve and threw it into Wei Shaoqi's arms. She said nothing, followed the gaze of the senior sister, and looked at Du Shuqing who was unpacking the cloth bag.

Wei Shaoqi was stunned for a moment, and without asking about the condition of the pill, he simply bowed to Yu Nianyuan, then opened the pill box, picked up a soybean-sized pill that exuded a herbal fragrance, and swallowed it raw.

After a while, Wei Shaoqi's face became visibly rosy, like a dead tree coming back to life.

Xue Zhongzhu frowned and looked at Yu Nianyuan, who smiled gently.

However, Wei Shaoqi's action of swallowing the pill without asking any questions did make Xue Zhongzhu's cold and frosty expression ease a little, and he snorted.

At this moment, Du Shuqing, who received Wei Shaoqi's eye signal, took out a scroll from the cloth bag, bent over the desk, and unfolded the scroll.

Xue Zhongzhu immediately walked forward and started to watch.

I saw the two bronze shafts of the scroll rolling on the table, making quite a bit of noise, but that was not the point.

A scroll is slowly unfolding.

A paradise on earth comes to life on paper.

Xue Zhongzhu stared for a moment, and suddenly her chest rose and fell violently. She reached out and grabbed the bronze shaft that was supposed to be just a foil, and said word by word with her red lips:
"Blood bronze? How dare you steal this, Tao Yuanming! It turns out that you are the one who started the trouble with the Buddha statue now!"

The blond lady had a slightly angry look on her face, and the hall suddenly fell into dead silence.

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