Chapter 510 Royal Sword
Zhao Yushu had a very happy chat with the two second-generations. Although he did not see much in Chang'an, he combined the ability to talk nonsense that he had cultivated from reading novels and watching movies and TV shows in his previous life, plus the leaps in his thinking that crushed the current era, he could make even the smallest things sound fantastic, leaving the two boys stunned and exclaiming how exciting it was.
The scholar sitting beside him had a smile on his face but was cursing in his heart. He had drunk three cups of tea but still hadn't gotten to the point. If this continued, he wouldn't be able to figure out this guy's intentions even after the meal.
"Ahem, Mr. Li, what are you learning in the academy?"
The scholar had to forcibly interrupt the three people's discussion about the famous brothel Siyue Pavilion, fearing that if they talked any longer, the two young men would be taken away by Li Kui to visit the brothel.
"Astronomy and geography, classics and history, military tactics, I'm familiar with them," Zhao Yushu paused, picked up the teacup and took a sip. The tea of rich people's houses is so fragrant.
After hearing this, the scholar leaned back slightly and picked up the teacup. Since you are so good at bragging, don’t blame me for testing you.
"I don't know how to do that."
"puff."
The scholar wiped his mouth with his sleeve and said, "Fuck you!"
“I only love one thing in my life.”
"what?"
The two second-generations curiously poked their heads forward.
"sword!"
"sword?"
Zhao Yushu stood up and looked at the scholar: "I love swords, and I am like a sword, I go straight and don't like any twists and turns. It's okay for this gentleman to have doubts about me."
The scholar waved his hands hurriedly and was about to say, "It's not that I don't have it," but Zhao Yushu raised his hand to stop him.
"Letters can be forged, tokens can be forged, identities can be forged, but there is one thing that is hard to forge. My two lords, do you have swords in your house? We need a big sword, an eight-sided sword!"
Du Yuansheng loved martial arts, and his eyes lit up when he heard this: "Yes, yes! My brother has it!"
Cao Xiaonian nodded hurriedly: "I have it, come, fetch an eight-sided sword!"
elder brother?
Zhao Yushu narrowed his eyes. If this sentence was not a respectful title, it meant that the two families were in-laws. He understood.
"Mr. Li, what do you want the sword for!"
The scholar stood up hurriedly. The other party was a cultivator of the fifth level, and those present were all mortals. The other party had a sword in hand. If he was determined to kill, how many people could the three cultivators outside save?
"It's small here, let's go to the yard."
Zhao Yushu was the first to step out of the door, and three cultivators appeared at the same time, with their spiritual power completely locked on him.
Zhao Yushu snorted coldly: "It's just right. With three monks here, maybe I don't need to explain any more. Bring the sword!"
A guard ran and sweated as he held the sword in both hands. Zhao Yushu took it and said, "Look carefully!"
Zhao Yushu closed his eyes and carefully recalled the time in Kunlun Prison and in Taizong's Mausoleum. He recalled the Li family swordsman from Chang'an Academy, whose name he still hadn't had time to ask. Every detail of his sword skills came to his mind.
I can learn Shushan swordsmanship, so why can’t I learn yours?
The sword is held high, and the spring breeze blows on your face.
When the sword was raised, the walls of Chang'an Palace became towering, bells and drums rang, and the emperor was in court; when the sword was lowered, the imperial pen wrote in red, and when the dragon flag passed by, all nations bowed their heads.
Above the Qi Sea, Minghong trembled slightly, and a trace of the aura of the Human Emperor Sword seeped out, and suddenly it shone brightly, and the majesty and solemnity of the royal family came to the face.
The three monks took a step back together, the two second-generation monks held onto the fence, and the middle-aged scholar's legs went weak and he fell to his knees.
"Do you think my swordsmanship is good enough?"
Zhao Yushu sheathed his sword, stepped forward and helped the scholar up.
"Royal, Royal Sword Technique!"
Even if he was just a scholar and knew nothing about swordsmanship, he could feel the royal demeanor from the bottom of his heart at this moment.
Letters can be forged, tokens can be forged, identities can be forged, but the royal family’s swordsmanship and aura cannot be forged.
Maybe Zhao Yushu has only displayed the superficial aspects of his swordsmanship and has not grasped the essence, but the aura of the Human Emperor Sword perfectly conceals all his flaws. Now even if that scholar comes in person, outsiders will not be able to tell the real from the fake when the two of them fight.
The scribe stood up and wiped the sweat from his forehead: "Sir, who are you here for today?"
"You should ask me who I'm here for."
Ten miles north of Yizhou City, a team of 300 people was waiting in place. The flag officer had already entered the city with the command flag. If nothing unexpected happened, the Jiannan Jiedushi would bring his subordinates here to welcome the angel. If something unexpected happened, the 30,000 cavalry of the Liao Kingdom would immediately head south.
The importance of Jiannan Road to Chang'an is even greater than that of the Red Lotus Sect, and it must not be lost.
Du Wu changed into his official robe, summoned the most senior officials under him, and lined up the ceremonial guard to prepare to leave the city.
A cultivator from Cao's mansion rushed over like crazy and whispered something in the ear of Cao Gong who was about to return home. Cao Gong's face changed drastically, and after confirming repeatedly, he stepped forward and grabbed Du Wu who was about to leave.
"It has been confirmed that this person uses the authentic Royal Sword Technique, but he is not that person."
Du Wu nodded and said, "I understand. Big brother, go back and calm this man down. Don't let him meet the angel. Leave the angel to me."
The two men rode their horses apart, and the streets were suddenly filled with the sound of gongs and drums, and pedestrians gave way. The welcoming team went out of the north gate of the inner city, crossed Jie Yuxi, walked through Taixuan Gate, crossed Qingyuan Bridge, and headed towards Shili Pavilion.
In the angel team, a middle-aged man dressed as a military officer looked at the team coming from afar and let out a sigh of relief.
At least until this moment, Jiannan Dao has not rebelled.
"I brought you here this time. You need to listen more and watch more. You need to control your temper in Chang'an and don't make things difficult for General Sun."
"Yes, Dad."
A brother and sister answered in unison, it was General Xue and his children.
"Old Xue, we are not the official envoys, why should we be so serious? Yizhou is rich, let the young people have a good time and have fun. What is difficult or not? Don't you think so, Lord Li?"
The team was led by a young man. Despite his young age, he had been promoted high up due to his merits and loyalty. He was now a fourth-rank noble, and a light cavalry commander. Although he had no real power, he had a very high status. In addition, he had reached the seventh level of cultivation, so Li Huan appointed him as the chief envoy.
If Zhao Yushu saw these people, he might turn around and leave. Most of them were old acquaintances, and the leader was almost the same person who had been used by him to show off his sword skills in Cao's mansion.
"Generals, I am young, and the title of envoy is just an empty title. This mission is of great importance, and I hope you will pay more attention to it and help your majesty."
General Sun chuckled, "Of course. I have seen the military equipment of Jiannan Road clearly along the way. Old Xue, you are the best at mountains and rivers. Is that okay?"
General Xue hummed, "It's just that I feel very unhappy when I think that if something goes wrong, I will have to use this to pave the way for the Liao people."
The two generals didn't care at all whether their complaints would be reported to the emperor's favorite, and they even had some expectations.
The scholar from the Li family seemed not to hear anything. He just looked at the team getting closer and closer and sighed slightly.
The people from Dabei Temple are almost here, and the fuse of Jiannan Road has been lit.
And the legendary Mr. Six, can you really stay in Dongdu?