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Volume One, Yan Cunzheng, Chapter 35: One Sword Lights Fourteen Prefectures

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    Zhuzi had been to Mengcheng many times, and he was familiar with Mengcheng. He knew that the blacksmith shop often had good bows on consignment, so after entering the city gate, he went straight to the blacksmith shop. As soon as he entered the door, he saw a handful of people.  A tall long bow hangs on the wall.  "Boss, how many stones does that bow cost?" Zhuzi was attracted by the bow at a glance.  The bow he used was made by himself and was made of fine hardwood, but this bow was made of animal bones, hardwood and animal horns. It was more than a little better than his hunting bow. Even in the sky  The circling three-clawed eagle would certainly not be able to dodge such a powerful bow.  "Four stones." The boss was a stout old man. When he heard this, he glanced at him and saw that he was a strong hunter. Then he answered his question. It seems that there are many people who are curious about this bow.  "Sishi" Zhu Zhu made an estimate and found that Sishishi's bow could still be pulled open by himself. If he passed this village, he might not have this shop anymore. He quickly asked: "Boss, how much does this bow cost?"  "How much? Ten coins!" The boss seemed to sneer. How can an ordinary hunter spend ten coins to buy a bow?  So this bow has been hanging here for half a year, but it has never been sold.  "Ten ounces of money!" Zhu Zhu was surprised. Ten ounces of money is ten taels of silver.  Even though he was a hunter and worked hard for half his life, he couldn't save so much money.  At this moment, he was really happy that he did not kill the white fox to get the skin. Even if he sold it at a high price, the fox skin would only cost three taels of silver at most.  Now all we have to do is, like Zi Baifeng said, ask if any young lady wants a rare pet. There are still many wealthy families in Mengcheng. There is always someone who can buy a white fox for ten taels of silver.  Get up Thinking of this, Zhu Zhu was actually worried.  He is a simple hunter who goes around the streets knocking on the doors of rich officials¡¯ homes to sell little foxes. He has never done this kind of thing, but for the sake of his wife, he has no choice but to do it.  Knocked on the door of two families. When these people heard that they were selling little foxes, they wanted to take a look. When they heard that the foxes were still outside the city, they all became unhappy and kicked the pillar on the butt.  He came out and said, "You are talking nonsense!" The wealthy official and businessman encountered a problem. After running back and forth for a long time, Zhuzi was also tired. He lowered his head and walked back dejectedly. Suddenly he heard a thunderbolt in the sky.  When he raised his head, he saw that the cliff on the top of the hill outside the south gate of Mengcheng suddenly exploded into two pieces, and the upper half rolled down the mountain with a rumble.  "The immortal is angry!" A heart-piercing cry, and panic soon spread like a plague. I don't know how many people ran out of the house, pushing each other, running around, it was like the end of the world was coming.  The bold ones are going out of the city to watch the excitement, and the timid ones are entering the city to avoid trouble. Zhuzi was sweating all over before he squeezed out of the siege. He saw the wind under the big tree with his head bowed in silence, and the little stone with a sad face.  Zhuzi was startled, and with a strong effort, he pushed away several people, rushed to the foot of the big tree in three steps, and asked hurriedly: "What's wrong? Is my mother okay?" "Uncle Zhuzi" Xiao Shitou looked at  When he arrived at Zhuzi, he burst into tears: "Little foxthe little fox ran away" "You!" Zhuzi's eyes widened and he subconsciously raised his palms. That's not a fox, that's his mother's life!  "Zhuzi!" Lying on the bed, the weak Zhuzi's mother called out softly, "Zhuzi, don't blame Xiao Shitou, he is still youngMother is not afraid of death, this is mother's life" "Mother!" Zhuzhu  With a cry, he knelt down in front of my mother. In fact, he was not angry with Xiao Shitou, he was angry with himself. Even if Xiao Shitou didn't let the fox go, what could he do?  Can he sell the little fox?  Can you sell it for ten taels of silver and afford that hard bow?  Can I hunt a three-clawed eagle if I buy a hard bow?  Can you hunt a three-clawed eagle and find three-clawed eagle eggs?  "Mom, I'm useless!" Zhu Zhu, a tall man, cried loudly.  "Heroes don't shed tears lightly, but they don't reach the point of sadness."  "Uncle Zhuzi, I'm sorry you just take this and sell it" Xiao Shitou wiped the floor with tears and held the strange egg in his hand, "Uncle Zhuzhu, stop crying, or you'll hit me.  "Well" "What's the use of me hitting you? What's the use of talking about it now, I" Zhuzi was crying and wiping his tears, and was stunned when he raised his head.  "Wherewhere did this egg come from?" The egg is slightly smaller than a goose egg. It has tangled patterns on it. If you look closely, it looks like a three-line bag wrapped around it.  "The eggs of the big eagle on the mountain are delicious." Little Shitou wiped the egg liquid on his head and licked it with his tongue.  "Hahahahaha, my mother is saved!" Zhu Zhu suddenly laughed.Then he said, "The gods must have appeared. The gods have appeared! Xiao Shitou, thank you, thank you!" Zhu Zhu hugged Xiao Shitou and kissed him. After a few kisses, he said, "Hey, it's so delicious!"  "Yes, my head smells good now." Xiao Shitou was proud and shook his head to Zi Baifeng, "Brother, lick it too!" Zi Baifeng slapped Xiao Shitou on the head.  superior.  The feast in Mengcheng Mansion lasted for two hours.  The delicious food was brought up like water, and then went down like water.  Fei Jianzi has been practicing for thirty-two years. Although he is far from reaching the level of fasting, he no longer has much need for oral pleasure, so no matter how many dishes are served, he only tastes them briefly.  Fu Jun had been observing his face carefully, but he felt that none of the food was to his liking. He was afraid that the immortal would blame him, so he was naturally worried.  But he was more worried about the immortal¡¯s intentions than the immortal¡¯s appetite.  But there is no such thing as a feast that lasts forever. After you have had enough wine and food, it¡¯s time to show off.  "I wonder why the Immortal came to Mengcheng this time?" Fu Jun inquired carefully.  "Of course I came here to get the jade." Fei Jianzi said.  "Jade?" Fujun was shocked on his face, and even more shocked in his heart, "Niaoshu Temple protects the safety around Niaoshu Mountain. We in Mengcheng will supply Niaoshu Temple with three thousand jade stones every thirty years. This has been established long ago.  The rules are justit has only been ten years since the Immortal of Niaoshu Mountain took away the three thousand jade stonesWhy are you here to get the jade stones again?" Fei Jianzi's face was slightly warm, he was young.  When I was young, I went up the mountain to practice cultivation. My skin was tender and thin. Before I came down from the mountain, I asked my senior brother for advice on how to get enough jade.  Senior brother¡¯s teachings are still in my ears.  ¡°You don¡¯t have to worry about what Fu Jun does, you just need to ask Fu Jun for jade, and he will naturally help you get enough jade.  What if the Lord is not willing?  Then let him not dare to respond.  Thinking of this, Fei Jianzi smiled and raised his head.  At this time, Fei Jianzi was sitting north and facing south. When he raised his head, he saw the cliff outside the city. The solitary cliff had been standing for tens of thousands of years.  "Jade is a trivial matter, why don't I do a trick for you, Mr. Fu." Fei Jianzi sneered, pointing to the cliff outside the city gate, "I said I could make that cliff disappear, but I don't know Mr. Fu.  Do you believe it or not?" Mr. Fu's expression changed, but he didn't have time to say a word.  Fei Jianzi pointed the sword in his right hand and shouted: "Go!" A stream of light shot out from somewhere on his body and turned into a sword light in the sky. It flew towards the cliff outside the city and circled around the cliff.  , and suddenly took it back.  The speed of the sword light was so fast that even the eyes could not catch up with it. Fu Jun felt his eyes blurred and heard an explosion. The solitary cliff that had stood for tens of thousands of years exploded into two pieces and rolled away.  Down the mountain.  There were three thousand guests in front of the hall, and fourteen states were cold with one sword.  ¡­ ¡­ ¡­ ¡­ ¡­ ¡­ ¡­ The sun has gradually set and the banquet has ended. The immortal is tired from the journey and has gone to the guest room to rest. Several waiters are cleaning up the mess. Luo Qianshan intercepts the master in the corridor.  "Sir, do you really plan to collect jade tax?" Luo Qianshan grabbed Fu Jun, lowered his voice and asked.  "What else can we do?" Mr. Fu frowned.  He knew that Luo Qianshan was not willing to give in, and he was even more unwilling to do so.  But what can he do?  In this world, some things can be justified. For example, Zi Baifeng can persuade him not to accept taxes from Yan Village, and he can also persuade Quzhou Prefecture not to collect taxes from Mengcheng Prefecture, but he can persuade the immortal not to collect jade taxes.  ?  Mr. Fu raised his head involuntarily and looked towards the south of the city.  The boulder that had stood on the top of the mountain for tens of millions of years turned into countless fragments and splashed down at that moment.  It¡¯s just a sword.  One person and one sword, who can block it, who can defeat it?  "My lord, I am willing to die in service!" Luo Qianshan held down the long knife at his waist and said word by word.  He knows Fu Jun¡¯s ambitions, understands Fu Jun¡¯s temperament, and also knows his ideals.  Mr. Fu Jun was born into a noble family, but he was willing to start from the bottom in order to make a career and live according to his heart.  And he has crushed so many difficulties in front of him, but now, is he going to fall short?  The king of the government is not willing to give in, and he is even more unwilling to fall into the mountains.  What about the immortals?  It¡¯s just one person, one life.  If you can kill that immortal Mr. Zhang DaDamn, I want to say something, but I can¡¯t say a word.  "Sir, you don't need to give an order. You only need to nod. No matter whether it is done or not, Qianshan will never reveal a word." Thinking that Lord Fu was unwilling to give this order, Luo Qianshan gritted his teeth and said, "Sir  , I pretended to be a strongman in the middle of the night and broke into the guest room" "Thisthis" Mr. Fu stretched out a finger.  "Sir, you" Luo Qianshan wanted to say, but Fu Jun grabbed his hand and pointed in the direction of the wall.  When Luo Qianshan turned around, he was immediately shocked.  It was getting dark, and there were shadows behind the wall. Looking from here, I couldn¡¯t see clearly who it was, but I did see a person climbing down from the wall.  ??Speaking of strong men, strong men are here. What kind of little thief is this? He dares to climb over the wall and enter Mengcheng Mansion. Are you looking down on him?  Where are the guards outside?  Are they all dead?
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