Sword from Hengshan

Chapter 37 Huqin
After the celebration banquet was over, Lai Zhirui quickly left the escort agency without lingering.

Before leaving, he glanced at Zhao Rong again.

"Lai is very lenient. He also wants to get involved in Third Master's affairs." Lu Gui crossed his arms and said, "I'll put up with him for a while. It won't be too late to settle matters with Brother Rong after he has established a firm foothold."

"I met Senior Brother Lai for the first time. Even if he didn't become a master, he was too malicious towards me." Zhao Rong responded to Lu Gui, but he deliberately said the words to Lu Shilai, hoping that he would be alert.

But Lao Lu didn't think about "rebellion" at all, he only thought about factional fighting.

"The year before last, there was a big merchant in Hengyang City who relied on Uncle Lu. Later, their house was robbed by bandits, but Uncle Lu didn't take it seriously, so he switched to Third Master. Because of this, Senior Brother Lai came to look for trouble. , was stopped by Senior Brother Xiang at his home."

"Because there have been conflicts between the two sides over this matter."

"What happened to the merchant?" Zhao Rong asked.

Lu Shilai chirped and frowned: "A year later, this merchant's family was looted again, killing most of them and injuring most of them. I heard it was the Demon Cult. The survivors all moved away from Hengyang City and have never been heard from again."

The people around him were silent for a few seconds and stopped discussing this topic.

Lu Shilai said some comforting words and told him not to worry too much.

Zhao Rong agreed on the surface, but Lai Zhirui's dangerous and sinister eyes flashed frequently in his mind.

If this guy is really an insider, he will definitely be able to contact the escort robbers.

I couldn't help but feel uneasy when I remembered that I had caught the fake Lao Wang and injured him with my palm.

I feel that Master Liu San is a person full of rituals. It may be very grand to become a master at the end of the year, but it is difficult to learn Hengshan swordsmanship now.

Why not go back and ask Fei Fei first to see if there are any martial arts suitable for me to practice.

In the next five or six days, Zhao Rong has been observing the movements of the escort agency and Hengyang City.

Mr. Long’s plan seems to have been overfulfilled.

By letting Lai Zhirui appear on the platform and secretly publicizing it, the merchants in Hengyang City thought that the Changrui Escort Bureau was supported by most of the forces in Hengshan. The news about the defeat of Sanhemen and Zhenyuan Escort Bureau is the big news in the mouth of storyteller Dr. Cha these days.

There were already many people traveling in Hengyang City. After hearing this, everyone turned around and told their relatives and friends, so that the news became more and more widespread.

After stepping on a few stepping stones, the facade of Changrui Escort Agency was immediately plated with a layer of gold, making it even more brilliant.

With the high ground of public opinion under control, how many people still care about the incident of throwing darts before?
This momentum really had a deterrent effect.

The man in black, who was so arrogant as to disturb the banquet, quietly disappeared without leaving any trace.

The escort business is booming day by day.

During the meal, I heard from Lu Shilai that on the third day after Sanhemen's defeat, Chang Rui received a big order from Baoqing Mansion next door, and the head guard was in a good mood.

There are also merchants who come to inquire about the truth. The martial arts comrades who are assisting in the escort office are still there, so they naturally appear to be strong.

Some wandering martial arts people were persuaded by Long Changxu to join the escort agency.

The lost manpower in Poyang Lake has all been replenished, and the overall strength is stronger than before.

The escort agency has gotten rid of the gloom and is thriving. Long Changxu's smile often appears on his face recently.

Some of the martial arts comrades who assisted in boxing felt that there was no value in staying any longer, so they left one after another. Only a few people who had made an agreement with Long Changxu would stay longer.

The departing soul is intermittent with the Chu River, and the leaves fall in the first red of the October sky.

The ninth day of the lunar month.

"Brother Rong, the matters on my cousin's side have come to an end, and since my brother has summoned us, we have to return to Changde first."

North of Hengyang, men from the Dingsheng Martial Arts School gathered around a carriage.

Zhao Rong and Lu Gui sent them to the city gate together.

"It's a pity. I wish we could get together for a few more days."

"Haha," Long Ping smiled heartily, "I'll invite Brother Rong to visit the Dingsheng Martial Arts School and visit Wuling Taoyuan someday. Don't refuse."

Then he joked:
"My niece is really a beauty. She also likes a young man like you. Why don't you come with me?"

"Eh"

"I'm still young, let's not do it another day, let's do it another year."

Long Ping smiled and stopped pimping.

She waved and had someone hand a box out to him from the carriage.

Zhao Rong refused, but Long Ping only said that it was because of Dingsheng Martial Arts School that she wanted to make him a friend.

These words were so straightforward that Zhao Rong found it hard to refuse.

Long Ping stuffed the box into his arms, turned around and got into the carriage.

"Brother Rong, say goodbye!"

The men at the Dingsheng Martial Arts Hall clasped their fists together. They admired the young man in front of them extremely and were willing to make friends with him.

Zhao Rong and Lu Gui hurriedly bowed and said, "Master Long, everyone's friends, have a safe journey!" The wheels rumbled and the horses neighed.

The bells on the carriage made a clear sound in the wind, and the motorcade headed north, gradually getting further and further away.

"Master Long is indeed a heroine. She is even more outgoing than the chief escort leader," Lu Gui smiled and glanced at the brocade box in Zhao Rong's arms. "But I appreciate her for her good judgment."

"If we meet Brother Rong next time and Dingsheng Martial Arts Hall makes friends and gives us gifts, I'm afraid it will be difficult to open our mouths."

Zhao Rong is now very familiar with Lu Gui, and this guy speaks more and more casually.

"Lao Lu, don't always flatter me. At my age, it's easy to be conceited."

"Have it?"

"Why are you flattering me?" Lu Gui said with an innocent look on his face, "Mr. Lu loves to tell the truth but is also wrong?"

"Hahaha!"

They laughed together and returned to the city, sitting in a tea shop as usual.

The tea doctor in the tea shop was talking about recent market legends and martial arts anecdotes, such as "How the young escort from the Changrui Escort defeated the thunder-throwing hand Wentai with one move."

He told the story vividly, as if he was witnessing it at the scene.

In the teahouse, there were people from the world who had come to the city to rest. After hearing this, they couldn't help but wonder: "What is the origin of this young escort?"

The tea doctor holding the pot said: "I heard that he is a disciple of Hengshan. His surname is Zhao Dan and his last name is Rong."

"It turns out he is a disciple of Hengshan, so that makes sense."

"Tea, tea, I didn't hear you clearly enough just now, please tell me again! What kind of skill did this young man use, and how did he steal the mind of the thunder hand as soon as he opened his mouth?"

"Yes, come on, come on!"

"Okay~!

"Everyone knows that this thunder-throwing hand is not a good one. There are few opponents among the younger generation in Taojiang, but he is as fast as thunder when he strikes! But this time the opponent is too strong, then Zhao Rong roared, The sound was like thunder, and the Thunder Runner froze in place, like a living dead! "

Dr. Tea poured tea and said with great joy: "When he came to his senses, he was already lying on the ground."

"Senior Gu Mingzong from Shaozhou was at the scene. Do you know what he said?"

"what?"

"Senior Gu was amazed: This kid is so terrifying~!"

"Oh~!!"

"..."

Zhao Rong paid for the tea and ran away. It was so shameful!

Although the version circulated before was exaggerated, it was able to restore the scene to five or six points. Now it has become a fairy tale and a legend in the escort hall.

"Hahaha!"

"It's really scary. I'll have to cover my ears when Brother Rong talks in the future to prevent me from being shocked and losing my mind." Lu Gui's mouth almost reached behind his ears, and he kept making fun of him.

"How can I tell my name?" Zhao Rong held his forehead.

"Huh?" Lu Gui softened his smile slightly, "Isn't it a good thing?"

"Who in the martial arts world doesn't want to become famous?"

"I don't want to." Zhao Rong added, "At least not now."

Lu Gui didn't pay attention to his words and raised his eyebrows, "Find a secluded place first and see what good things the Dragon Pavilion Master has given you."

"hey-hey."

"Maybe it's a token of love sent by her niece."

"Hey, can you be more serious?"

"..."

Not long after they left the tea shop, the cotton curtain in the back room was suddenly rolled up by the autumn wind.

A tea table was exposed in the corner. Sitting on the stool in front of the table was a slender old man with a haggard face. He was wearing a green cloth gown that had been washed green and white, and he looked very lonely.

After staring in the direction Zhao Rong left for a moment, the old man showed an appreciative smile.

Then he leisurely picked up the huqin in his hand and hummed an inexplicable tune.

The sound of the huqin floats through the world of mortals, and rings faintly.
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(End of this chapter)