Food Fairy Lord

Chapter 412 Reading the Gazette

An elegant and simple pavilion, with almost all decorations removed, only the view is really broad, with a stage facing the wind, and the huge jade sword carved neatly on the opposite side, and the huge and wide arena is right below him.

When Pei Ye walked up, he realized that the entire building was almost full of spectators like himself, some of them were wealthy businessmen, some were powerful people, some were from famous sects, and some were famous heroes.

In fact, the entire building was designed for the area below. When Pei Ye reached the top floor, he found that it was almost open on all four sides. In order to maintain a good view, only railings were built on the edges.

It seemed that the top floor was originally just a huge platform, and this attic was separated out later. And the strange thing was that the seventeen floors below were almost full, but this floor was completely empty.

This pavilion is now occupied by me, who is waiting outside?
The thought flashed through his mind, but Pei Ye didn't pay much attention to it. He leaned on the small couch in front of the bed and looked down curiously.

The arena below was empty. He looked at it for a while and turned back to ask someone when a scholar in blue clothes came over with a plate of books of varying thickness but neatly arranged.

"Hello, Master Pei." Qingyi bowed his head and saluted. "The last match between Zhang Lingwen and Qin Yong has ended. The next match is between Su Xingke from Mingzhu Waterside and Chi Longyun from Songwen lineage of Wujian Fudi. It will start in a quarter of an hour."

He placed the wooden tray in front of the couch within easy reach and explained one by one: "This is the roster of the matchups for this and other nine arenas; this is the basic information of the 119 strong players; and here are some miscellaneous reading materials for your entertainment."

".Well, thank you thank you." Pei Ye took a look and found that everything was indeed in order.

"If Mr. Pei needs help from reading, just ring the bell and call me. I'll be waiting outside the door." The scholar in blue bowed and said goodbye. Another scholar in blue served him tea, and the two of them left quietly.

Peaceful, relaxing and comfortable, it is indeed a completely different environment from down there.

Pei Ye raised his eyes to look at the girl in front of him, and seeing that she was only looking out the window, he leaned back again. The heated atmosphere outside the window gradually died down, waiting to be reignited by the next scene.

In his leisure time, Pei Ye picked up the book on the plate and flipped through it. The battles were clearly organized, but he was only halfway through and was too lazy to look back; the information about the swordsman was also very detailed, but after all, one must see the sword before knowing the person, and the unfamiliar names did not arouse his interest, so he flipped through two pages and put it down.

It was not until his eyes moved to the "Miscellaneous" side that two neat and new booklets came into view. He picked them up casually and saw that one was the [Shaolong Prefecture News] and the other was the [Tang Dynasty News].

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I was slightly startled. This was such a familiar feeling after such a long absence.

Pei Ye put down the teacup in his hand, opened the national newspaper first, flipped to the front with a familiar feel, and one news item after another immediately caught his eyes.

[Feathers shed and wild geese fly, the Autumn and Winter Duck List of the Xinsi Year has been published on the first day of September]

The following line of small characters reads: "There are 231 people in and out of the rank, and Yan Feiqing ranks ninth."

There is no list of names attached here, but there are the usual brief comments. Pei Ye glanced at them and said, "Yan Feiqing has jumped from 667 to 545 in half a year. He still has some strength left. Tan once said, 'Thirty is like a dead end, and you will definitely be stuck after entering it.' Cui Jiamingzhu said, 'True unicorns may not be like this.' Now it has been proven. At the same time, Jiang Yin'er, who was born in the same sect, jumped from 667 to 545. He is only 16 years old, so his upper limit is also considerable."

When Pei Ye saw this, his eyes immediately lit up and he reached out to ring the bell next to him.

Qing Yi quickly pushed the door open and stood up: "What's the matter, Mr. Pei?"

"Do you have the Crane and Duck Book for the second half of the year?"

Qingyi bowed: "Please wait a moment."

Close the door and go out.

Pei Ye retracted his gaze and looked down, all he saw were messages:

[The Glazed Sword Master Yi Yue plays swordplay against Qingsang Valley, Nanzong, and Tianshan. All the factions are revealed with one sword]

[Alone on Mount Hua, lush and green in Qingcheng, the duel between the two sects is about to begin, Baili Jing has arrived in Shu]

Although there were still many people and things that he had never known, Pei Ye felt that they were not so far away. He read with great interest until an entry made him tilt his head slightly: [Shaolongdao Sword Selection Golden Book October Revision - Kongtong is old, watching the bright pearls shining on the falling flowers]

".Well."

Even if it was just a small part of the national newspaper, it was a major event that attracted the attention of the entire Tang Dynasty. Pei Ye couldn't help but raise his eyebrows in amazement, and then he remembered that Lord Sui had asked him to take good care of his health before leaving. It seemed that he had long wanted him to fight a few games to show his face. He couldn't help but feel a little eager to try.

This is the end of the "Jianghu News" section. If you turn to the next page, you will find the serialized story that he was most obsessed with back then. Pei Ye recalled that the last time he read it was the 20th chapter of "Xia Gu Can" in July. It was a chapter that seemed to have ended but was not yet concluded. Now he has the September official report in his hand, but he doesn't know what the new story is.

However, when he opened it, he was stunned again.

It was not in the familiar format, but was divided into two columns, and the first one was actually a short apology letter.

"I am ashamed to inform my readers,
I had planned to finish "Xia Gu Can" in August, but something unexpected happened and I was unable to update the story as planned. I am really sorry. As September is coming, the final chapter of "Xia Gu Can" is no longer appropriate, so I decided to stop updating here for the time being, and will start a new chapter in the National News in October.

But this does not mean that "Xia Gu Can" has ended forever. Like everyone else, I am looking forward to the day when, after many years, I will be able to bring its final chapter to everyone.

I hope that by that time, everyone will not have forgotten the name Xiwuchou.

The blue phoenix in the mirror, August 30th in the capital."

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Pei Ye was stunned for a while, not understanding what the author was thinking. He suspected that the matter of Old Man Yue involved secrets, and he was forced to stop writing because of the interference of the Immortal Platform.

But that’s it for this article anyway, and the second column below also seemed quite novel to him.

[Preface to the Notes on Sword Talk]

"Qingluan once said to me, there are many people who look at swords, but few who really understand swords. This is indeed true.

I have been in Shenjing for two years and have watched 17 gatherings of top swordsmen, including the Tang Dynasty Martial Arts Examination, the Weishui Sword Contest, the Sword Academy Examination, and the Southern Country Sword Contest. I felt that the world's swordsmanship was as numerous as carp crossing the river, just like a thirsty person taking advantage of a spring of sweet water. Since I came out of the Qinghe River, I have been overwhelmed by the sight.

However, when seeing the sword shadow, I was amazed and praised it, and when hearing the discussion, I was dumb and mocked. Some people just followed what others said, or made up their own imaginations, sometimes calling pheasants phoenixes and roc clouds. I realized that learning swords requires poetry, and watching swords also requires poetry.

I also looked at myself and suspected that those who truly understood swordsmanship viewed me the same way I viewed mediocre people. Since last summer, every time I watched a sword show, I would write a "Swordsmanship Review" and hand it to the swordsman, asking for my opinion on the gains and losses.

After writing three hundred pieces, I began to believe that I was a true swordsman. Later, out of interest, I wrote more than two hundred pieces, and gradually stopped writing.

Today, the Imperial College has kindly gifted me this page of the National Newspaper, so I have opened a space to do something similar. Although there are many colorful sparrows in the world, there are also lurking dragons. This column will select a swordsman every month and publish it in the newspaper to share with the world.

It not only follows the sincerity of observing swords, but also satisfies the interest of talking about swords. I hope that we can enjoy this matter without losing its authenticity. "

The signature is "Cui Jia Zhao Ye".

Pei Ye was just wondering with great interest which sword was selected in his report when there was a knock on the door. It was Qingyi who came in with a new Hefu Book.

Pei Ye took it, and then saw Qu Xin looking over. Pei Ye smiled and said, "Do you want to watch it together?"

He sighed softly and said, "When I reach the eighth life, I will definitely be able to enter this."

"No need, it's meaningless." The girl retracted her gaze and looked out the window again.

".Oh." Pei Ye secretly curled his lips, thinking that this person looks cold, but is actually quite stingy.

He lowered his head and flipped through two pages of the duck book, and said in a casual voice: "If you don't understand, you have to learn. I don't mean to laugh at you. Since it is beneficial to your medical skills, I will definitely give you a detailed review when we watch the sword later."

Qu Xin turned around and looked at him quietly, rarely saying anything back.

Pei Ye smiled and lowered his head, turning the page with his eyes downcast, "So——"

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His hands suddenly stopped, and then his expression froze, and then his whole body became as still as a statue.

He looked at the first entry on the page in silence: "Seventy-seven, Taishan Medicine House, [Little Medicine Master] Qu Xin."

(End of this chapter)