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Chapter 260: The Master's Ingenious Calculation, the Bronze Tripod Confirms the Legendary Aura

The sound of the sword was long and gentle. If one did not pay close attention, it would seem to be ignored. However, it seemed to be able to reach directly above the nine heavens and beyond the skies.

The wooden sword that was smashed out by the young Murong Longtu two hundred years ago rose slightly, but then calmed down. The gate of the courtyard was opened, and Murong Qiushui walked in gently, looking puzzled: "Strange..."

"Why? I clearly felt the sound of a sword just now."

She seemed to be aware of something and stared at the wooden sword.

"This is...Grandpa?"

Murong Qiu Shui felt the charm of the sword flowing, as if it had awakened. Murong Qiu Shui slowly stretched out his hand, grasped the wooden sword, and then exerted force, and then his palm shook violently, and Murong Qiu Shui was shaken away.

Her spiritual power was not enough to lift the sword.

Murong Qiu Shui thought of the duel with the sword maniac Murong Longtu, and was stunned.

She stretched out her hand, slowly stroked the sword, and said:
"Do you want to accompany him to the last battle?"

The wooden sword did not answer.

Murong Qiushui got up and left. When she came back, she brought the Murong family's zither. She gently pressed her palm on the strings, and the sound of the zither slowly rang out. She said, "I'll help you..."

The Murong family and the Jiangnan Misty Rain magic skills slowly unfold.

Use the sound of the piano to assist the swordplay.

Li Guanyi, Murong Longtu, and Yaoguang, moved forward slowly and leisurely in the world of martial arts. As time passed, the Gongsun family finally arrived in the south of the Yangtze River. Yan Daiqing came in the midst of the busy schedule, with a tired face.

Yuan Zhi looked at him with some concern and said, "This, although the lord is turning away again..."

"I mean, brought some people."

"But this batch of noble families is different. This batch has industries!"

"If Piao Miao Pavilion is established in Jiangnan, there will still be some benefits."

Yan Daiqing said: "They moved to Jiangnan."

"You and I are not Mr. Wen He. At most, we can collect taxes."

"Why, can we still confiscate the house?"

Yan Daiqing sneered: "Li Guanyi, you are a coward!"

"Don't let me see you!"

He cursed and washed his face.

Although he was very tired, he still maintained the etiquette and demeanor of a scholar of the State of Chen when he received the Gongsun family. When talking about Li Guanyi's promise, Gongsun Wuyue smiled and put forward his own request, saying:
“We need a piece of land.”

Yan Daiqing smiled and said, "It's a proper etiquette."

Gongsun Wuyue said: "In addition, Guanyi said that the internal affairs decree can support the reconstruction of Piaomiao Pavilion and the establishment of the Gongsun family, invest manpower to create and study new mechanical techniques, and have enough scope for experimentation."

"He also promised to establish an organization similar to the Academy."

"Select those with talent and gifts, subsidize them, and then let them learn the art of Gongshuban's machinery."

Yuan Zhi panicked and looked at Yan Daiqing.

Xiao Zhi stood up without hesitation.

Turn around.

He stepped back continuously, away from the gentleman who was sitting there with an increasingly gentle smile.

Yan Daiqing took a deep breath, put his palm on his forehead, took a deep breath, and then exhaled slowly, his voice calm and peaceful, and said: "...Okay."

Industry is the most important.

The cultivation of subsequent talents is also the most important.

As long as Piaomiao Pavilion is established, there is a high probability that it can become a core industry in the entire Jiangnan region. Yan Daiqing is familiar with internal affairs and logistics, and knows that if such a core industry targeting the warrior group is established, there will be a steady stream of follow-up benefits.

If warriors come, they have to eat, live, eat and consume.

With a Piaomiao Pavilion, the entire Jiangnan martial arts industry can be boosted.

These warriors are very rich!
Martial artists at a high level are usually very wealthy.

Revision.

Martial artists of high level except Li Guanyi.

It is also necessary to train a group of Qilin Army's own mechanical divisions. This is extremely important for enhancing the Qilin Army's combat capability and is a very cost-effective thing in any aspect.

Anyway, Piao Miao Pavilion cannot be established and Jiangnan cannot collect taxes, so it is better to help establish Piao Miao Pavilion first, and then provide convenience in all aspects of internal affairs and laws. Based on this idea, Yan Daiqing discussed with Gongsun Wu Yue about the Gongsun family's entry into Jiangnan.

We talked for a full hour.

Gongsun Wuyue thought for a moment, and then said, "I heard that there is a teacher from the Mohist School here. I hope to exchange mechanical arts with them. I can split the Mechanical Arts Academy into two factions, one for the Mohist School to guard the mechanical arts, and the other for my Gongshu School to guard the mechanical arts."

"That's the way it is."

"However, we said before that we in Jiangnan can give you what we can. What promises can the Gongsun family make when they enter Jiangnan? Of course, we are willing to obey the orders of the lord and help the Gongsun family gain a foothold in all aspects and pass on the mechanical skills of Gongshu Ban."

“But, after all, it’s not just a one-sided investment, right?”

Yan Daiqing asked back with a smile. Yuan Zhi and Xiao Zhi stood on his left and right.

Yan Daiqing took the blame on himself and said directly:

"My lord is a man of great courage, but we, his counselors, have to be more calculative."

"Please don't blame me, Patriarch Gongsun."

His tone was so nice and he was smiling all the time.

But only Yuan Zhi and Xiao Zhi knew how deep Yan Daiqing's resentment was.

Li Guanyi kept going to Jiangnan to recruit people, schools of thought, and families. Jiangnan had just put down the war, and it was necessary to encourage agriculture and sericulture, study mechanical technology, reduce taxes and levies, and take care of the lonely and poor people. The little income was completely unable to cover the expenses.

Yan Daiqing was filled with resentment.

Gongsun Wuyue said calmly: "Of course I should."

"The Gongsun family knows what you need..."

She looked at this younger generation of counselors.

Some are high-spirited, some are calm, and some are stern and fierce. They have different temperaments and personalities, but they are all extremely outstanding young talents. They may not have any intersection with each other, but for the same reason, they gather around one person.

Gongsun Wu Yue thought of Li Guanyi. She knew that what Li Guanyi and the Qilin Army needed were mechanical devices, but the remaining things of the Gongsun family had been destroyed, and they could not get these devices at all. So, with an apologetic look on her face, she asked someone to take out a box.

A box about three feet long and one foot wide, and quite thick.

Gongsun Wuyue placed this item on the table and said:

"I know that a place where the Gongsun family can settle down, as well as land and policy assistance, is a promise we made to each other in troubled times. However, the Gongsun family has suffered heavy losses at the moment, so it is difficult for us to give you what you need most."

Yan Daiqing, his evil spirit became worse and his fatigue became more severe.

The desire to grab Li Guanyi, the lord, and beat him with his fists grew stronger.

Just like when we first met, the desire to beat him up with benches surged.

Gongsun Wuyue said calmly: "This is the only gift I can give."

She pressed her palm lightly on the box, then pulled it upwards. With a crisp sound, the wooden box opened, and the surrounding candlelight shone on it, reflecting the light. A golden light was reflected in Yan Daiqing's eyes.

A large box filled with gold and silver bricks.

Yan Daiqing's expression froze.

Gongsun Wu Yue explained with an apologetic tone:
"Originally, we should have used mechanical crossbows and other artifacts as gifts for joining Jiangnan, but the previous war destroyed the inventory. Fortunately, Piaomiao Pavilion has been operating for hundreds of years and has accumulated some gold and silver."

"For us, being able to find a safe place to stand and start over is the most important thing. I hope you will not be bothered by these. As for the mechanical devices, they will naturally be completed in the shortest possible time."

Yan Daiqing remained silent, and the corners of the Jiangnan gentleman's mouth curled up little by little.

He smiled warmly and mellowly: "Master Gongsun, you are so polite."

He placed his palm on the box:
"Of course it's okay."

Gongsun Wuyue breathed a sigh of relief and smiled, "That's the best." After they finished talking, Gongsun Wuyue left. For the Gongsun family, which had a family background of hundreds of years, gold was the least important thing to worry about at this critical moment.

"I only used a portion of the gold to complete the first step. It's a great profit."

Yan Daiqing looked at the gold.

The corners of his mouth raised, fell, raised again, and then pressed down hard.

His left hand dropped down, pinching his thigh tightly under his wide sleeves.

The gentleman from Jiangnan maintained his composure and sent Gongsun Wu Yue away, but he could no longer hold back after he came back.

Originally, people thought that Li Guanyi, the so-called heroic lord, had brought back a group of wealthy tax collectors, but they did not expect that this family representing the inheritance of the Gongshuban organization actually brought back a large amount of gold and silver.

made money!

Yan Daiqing counted the gold and silver piece by piece.

Yan Daiqing, refreshed!

Yan Daiqing had no idea how much gold the Gongsun family had earned and how much wealth they had saved from selling mechanical crossbows during the three hundred years of chaos and war; and Gongsun Wu Yue also had no idea how much money this young Qilin Army group, which was known throughout the world for its bravery and valor, was in need of.

Both sides felt that they had made a great profit.

They even forgot about the dinner party tacitly.

When Yuan Zhi came back and saw Yan Daiqing, who was full of energy and spirit, he breathed a sigh of relief and said with a gentle smile, "Daiqing won't blame the lord, right?"

Yuan Zhi had a very high liking for Li Guanyi. He thought about it and suddenly said:

"I understand."

Refreshed. Yan Daiqing asked in confusion: "What do you understand?"

Yuan Zhi said gently: "Everything is within the Lord's expectations."

Yan Daiqing became more and more confused.

Yuan Zhi smiled and said, "You see, everything the lord does is well-organized. He started with the Nong family, then the Mo family, and then the Gongsun family."

"Without the Nong family, we can't pacify the people and refugees. Without the Mohist family, it's hard to protect ourselves. The Gongsun family brought the Gongshuban mechanism, a powerful tool for attacking the enemy, and brought a large amount of gold and silver, which can instantly fill the gaps in the previous implementation plan!"

"Now that we have this amount of gold and silver, our previous plans can be implemented slowly. You asked many times before, but the lord always turned around and did not answer. Naturally, I have to wait until today to let you understand."

"So, I said that everything is under the control and plan of the lord." "Lord, you are so smart!"

Yan Daiqing was suspicious: "Are you thinking too much?"

Smart people always tend to overthink.

Yuan Zhi pointed at the gold and said calmly:
"Any other explanation?"

Yan Daiqing began to find it difficult to stick to his position and began to waver. He was silent for a long time, wondering to himself: "Could it be that everything is really under his control and plan?"

"I just told him about Jiangnan's lack of money."

"It didn't take long for him to downplay the financial issues."

Yan Daiqing was in deep thought.

Yan Daiqing began to waver violently, and he seemed to see the back of the young general before his eyes.

"Could it be, really, unfathomable?"

Yuan Zhi patted his shoulder hard and pointed at the gold:
"Naturally!"

In the distant land, Li Guanyi yawned. The young man sat cross-legged under a tree. It had been several days since they joined this caravan, and now it was another day of rest.

It rained before today and it just stopped not long ago.

The ground was already wet, and the child was earnestly teaching Li Guanyi this kind of "swordsmanship". He held the wooden stick and swung it, stabbing and slashing, saying: "You must study hard, so that when you go to Zhongzhou, you can be called a swordsman and go to meet the sword maniac."

"You can go see Qilin."

Li Guanyi smiled and nodded. He also slashed with the sword while holding the branch. Murong Longtu called him over. Murong Longtu pointed at him and said with a smile: "You really don't know how to use a sword."

Li Guanyi said honestly:

"Compared to the old man, I definitely know nothing."

Murong Longtu laughed and shook his head.

He asked Li Guanyi to come over, thought for a moment, then stretched out his hand, grasped the branch, calmly stabbed out a sword, then retracted it, turned his wrist, and chopped vertically with the sword. The rain was still falling. Li Guanyi saw the branch fall, and a drop of rain was smoothly cut off.

The rain is divided into two and falls equally on the ground.

There is no internal strength, no sword intent, and even no so-called extreme speed.

Take it easy.

There is a sense of tranquility and peace in this calm sword.

Li Guanyi was immersed in it. When he looked up, Murong Longtu placed a branch beside him and urged him with a smile, "Go teach that child."

Li Guanyi reached out his hand to borrow the branch.

Murong Longtu let go and said with a smile: "If you don't understand, come and ask me."

Li Guan nodded, and the young Taoist walked under the tree and taught Shi Wu's son how to use the sword. The child said seriously: "Is it really okay for you to use the sword like this? This is different from what is written in the sword manual."

Li Guanyi replied: "Who drew the sword manual?"

The child said, "That must be a swordsman."

Li Guanyi smiled and asked, "Who drew the sword manual that the swordsman was looking at before?"

The child said without hesitation: "An earlier swordsman?"

Li Guanyi said: "Then what about the earliest swordsman?"

Li Guanyi succeeded in confusing the kid. He opened his mouth, not knowing how to answer. Li Guanyi held the branch and said, "So, don't be superstitious about sword manuals. Come on, let's see if this will be better."

He thrust out a sword, and Shi Yisong stared at this with eyes wide open.

I think it is more powerful than in the sword manual.

Shi Yisong began to learn the sword in Li Guanyi's hand seriously, and Li Guanyi was about to run to ask Murong Longtu. The old man smiled and told him what to do. The caravan passed by the river, and Murong Longtu had some free time, so he went fishing leisurely.

During this period of time, they traveled slowly along the way, traveling with the caravan - the world was leisurely and carefree, but thinking about it, it seemed like a very boring period of time, without any fighting, killing, or swordplay.

Li Guanyi sometimes accompanies the old man fishing, and Murong Longtu is also very good at fishing.

I caught a full basket and then put back the smaller ones.

The remaining part was used to supplement the meals for the caravan members. On the way, they encountered a Buddhist temple, where there were Taoists drawing lots and telling fortunes. It can be said that ordinary people in the world do not care about the differences or disputes between Buddhism and Taoism.

In many places, which family's worshipped god is more effective is the simple information kept in the bottom of the box by the old ladies under the willow trees at the entrance of the village.

I also went to the temple fair in the town I passed by with Murong Longtu.

The old man in green was tall and was walking in the temple fair. Li Guanyi was next to him, and next to Li Guanyi was Yaoguang. Yaoguang thought about it and did not stand next to Li Guanyi, but walked to the other side of Murong Longtu.

Then he obediently reached out and grabbed the old swordsman's hand.

Yaoguang stopped beside the snack stall.

So the old swordsman, like an old man with a peaceful and happy life, took out money and bought sweets, candied haws, and some malt sugar for his younger children.

Then he took his two children and walked slowly along with the crowd.

It’s a calm warmth that makes people smile.

The silver-haired man behind him gritted his teeth.

That night, a kind-hearted person set off fireworks. Fireworks craftsmen are a profession with a very high threshold and it costs a lot of money. It is rare to see a firework craftsman. People from villages within a radius of ten or twenty miles came to the scene. Everyone gathered outside and waited for nightfall when the fireworks rose into the sky and exploded.

The people around cheered and the old swordsman looked up at the sky.

Li Guanyi heard that there were performances of iron flower making and opera singing, and it was very lively. People wore masks to celebrate the area's own festival. Li Guanyi strolled over alone and saw the center of the temple fair, where the statue of the god was placed on a high platform.

There are Buddhas, gods, and famous generals from ancient times.

There seems to be a custom here of worshipping a godfather and touching the iron man.

Many people were making wishes, and the incense was burning. Even the children looked very pious. Li Guanyi watched the folk customs here with great interest and heard someone say, "I hope there will be no more wars."

"Yeah, I won't fight again."

"Before, it was Jiangnan. They had been sending troops there for more than ten years. They just withdrew them with great difficulty. I heard that Chen State also withdrew. They will definitely not fight anymore!"

Li Guanyi looked back and saw a man with a broken arm ordering a bowl of noodles and talking to the person next to him. It should be his wife and child. The woman had an expectant look on her face:

"Yeah, it's good that we don't fight anymore, and we can just farm and do other things."

"Just rest at home. You've already lost an arm."

"Well, I won't fight anymore!"

The man with the broken arm said, "I heard that this time in Zhongzhou, your majesty will participate in the emperor's hunting trip with the emperor of Chen and Qin Wuhou of Jiangnan. They can all sit down and talk. I think there should be peace."

"Well, it will definitely happen."

The villagers, who were dressed simply, were chatting. The remaining traces of fireworks in the sky seemed to be lingering for a long time. Then a big firework exploded, and small red lanterns fell down like stars.

very nice.

The smell of incense, fireworks, and various delicious foods mixed together, inexplicably reassuring and reassuring. People smiled. The man with the broken arm seemed to notice Li Guanyi's gaze and said embarrassedly:
"Did I speak too loudly?"

Li Guanyi shook his head and said with a smile: "What are you talking about? This is a temple fair."

The man relaxed a lot and said with a smile, "Yes."

He held the child in his remaining arm and looked up at the sky. His eyes reflected the light of the stars, the moon, and the traces of falling fireworks. Then he looked at Li Guanyi and said, "It's great."

"Peaceful days are coming."

"I served as a soldier for several years. When I fought against the State of Chen, my arm was chopped off by Yue's army. But I refused to admit defeat and killed a foot soldier on the other side, so I considered it a profit."

"My family used to have a few acres of land, but it became abandoned when I was gone."

"When there is no war, I can cultivate the land peacefully and grow food. I can also plant some other vegetables in my yard, such as cabbage and eggplant. When the vines cover the fence, they can also produce gourds."

"After the gourd is dried, the seeds inside can be taken out and made into a very good wine gourd. If it is a good year, the excess grain can be used to make some rice wine."

With a smile on his face, he took out a stack of copper coins and placed them on the table.

That night, the boy ate the egg on top and the first few mouthfuls of noodles. The woman ate the remaining half bowl. Then the man ate the remaining noodle soup and everything else. He tasted it and looked very satisfied. He left the money and said:
"Enjoy the peaceful days ahead."

"Little Taoist Master."

He couldn't help smacking his lips. His wife chuckled and complained. The man smiled and said, "This noodle is really delicious."

"I haven't had such a solid meal for a long time."

Li Guanyi watched them walk away. The young man also ordered a bowl of vegetarian plain noodles. He took the noodles, ate them, and said:

“It really is a solid feeling.”

He looked up at the grand temple fair, and people were very happy.

Li Guanyi just drank the noodle soup slowly. He sat alone in this bustling and lively temple fair, but he felt so out of place, as if the people coming and going were from another world.

Yaoguang and Murong Longtu went to the temple fair, so he was the only one sitting here.

"It's about time to go find Great Grandfather and Yaoguang."

Li Guanyi thought about it.

At this moment, he suddenly heard a clear whistling sound of a bronze tripod. Li Guanyi was slightly stunned, and then he looked inward at the bronze tripod. The light that had been flowing continuously in this period of time had calmed down.

And inside, the emerald green jade liquid has completely calmed down.

It no longer tossed and turned like before, refusing to rest.

After such a long time, Zhang Ziyong's scattered vitality, one of the martial arts legends, was finally condensed. Li Guanyi looked at the final result and was slightly surprised.

Not jade liquid.

The majestic and powerful jade liquid condensed into a round bead.

The whole body is warm and bright, emitting a golden-red glow.

Ok?
Why does it look familiar?
Li Guanyi was puzzled.

At the same time, in a distant secret realm.

At the intersection of the Canglang Sea and the Sea of ​​Clouds and Mist, the sleeping Ancient Red Dragon suddenly opened his eyes again:
"Um?!!!"

"This breath is..."

(End of this chapter)