The fake prince was exposed at the beginning, and I took office as emperor on the spot

Chapter 79 Gentleman Gu Fangchen

Gu Fangchen said it lightly, but Xu Zhenguan was not unaware of what was good for him.

Although he was only a menial disciple, not even an outer disciple of Zhengrong Mountain - to put it bluntly, he was completely lacking in talent, but his sincerity was commendable and his character was good, so he was left behind to help with chores.

On weekdays, you can practice basic skills with outer disciples and learn a few moves, which is already the best treatment you can get.

But after all, he is also a legitimate disciple of Jiange.

It is not impossible to tell whether a sword is of good or bad quality.

What's more, no matter who comes, the sword in front of you will have to say it is a good sword.

Judging from the appearance, the sword, from the hilt to the scabbard, is made of expensive materials and is extremely finely crafted, elegant and noble.

Looking inside, one can vaguely sense the purity and righteousness, to the extent that the sword intent is contained within him.

Only a master can forge it.

When Gu Fangchen threw it over, the eyes of several Sword Pavilion disciples nearby widened.

One of them saw Xu Zhenguan grabbing the hilt of the sword with his hands covered in mud and blood, leaving a muddy handprint, and suddenly became anxious.

The Sword Pavilion disciple took two steps at a time and quickly stepped forward to stop him.
"Not the Taoist priest, no, absolutely not!"

Gu Fangchen raised his eyebrows and said:
"I'm giving my sword to this young friend, what's wrong with that?"

He acted like I was being taken advantage of, as if he had no idea of the value of his sword.

It was exactly the same as when he took out the "Lotus in the Womb" in front of everyone, just like a stupid disciple of a hidden sect.

The disciple from the Sword Pavilion paused, glanced at Xu Zhenguan, and immediately turned serious. He bowed to Gu Fangchen and said:
"A common man is innocent, but he is guilty of possessing a treasure. This sword may be insignificant to the Taoist priest, but in the eyes of others, it is priceless."

"This man is just a menial disciple, with a cultivation level less than the ninth rank. For him to obtain this precious sword is like a child carrying gold through a busy market. It will definitely attract covetousness and bring disaster. It is truly inappropriate!"

I advise you not to meddle in other people’s business!
If Xu Zhenguan's stupid brain is convinced by your long lecture, who will take the blame for me?

Gu Fangchen's expression remained unchanged, but he sighed inwardly.

It doesn't really matter who has this sword, but it's your fault if you prevent me from upgrading my good bro.

Xu Zhenguan naturally felt that something was wrong. His cold face showed a bit of embarrassment. He held the sword in both hands, handed it to Gu Fangchen, and said in a deep voice:

"I appreciate your kindness, Senior, but this sword is so valuable that I dare not accept it."

He held the sword tightly in his hands, pursed his lips, and looked straight ahead, as if he had no attachment to such a precious sword.

But Gu Fangchen knew that "not looking sideways" was a manifestation of Xu Zhenguan's duplicity.

This future disciple of the Sword Saint, a famous swordsman, is naturally also a sword lover.

This "first-class" sword is probably the first sword of such high quality that he has come into contact with.

Moreover, it was given to me by someone else.

How could I not feel any reluctance?

On the contrary, Xu Zhenguan must be feeling extremely reluctant right now.

Gu Fangchen looked at Xu Zhenguan, who was frowning, and said with a faint smile:
"I only follow the principles of fate when doing things. This sword is destined to be with this young friend, so I will give it to him. Fate is the birth and death of things, so how can I take it back?"

"And since we are destined to have it, it will naturally not fall into the hands of others. Your Excellency is really worrying too much."

Seeing his persistence, the Sword Pavilion disciple shook his head and sighed:

"This errand disciple has no talent for sword cultivation and has made little progress in three years. I'm afraid the Taoist priest has made a mistake in choosing him."

"This sword is being dishonored!"

He spoke bluntly and bluntly, making it clear that he looked down on Xu Zhenguan and was not afraid of offending anyone.

Anyway, what he said was the truth. How could a man who looked like a menial disciple all his life be worthy of such a precious sword?
Gu Fangchen kept smiling, thinking to himself that with this environment, it was no wonder that as soon as he entered Jiange in the game, he could directly invite Xu Zhenguan to be his fellow traveler.

Thanks to these people, we appear to be morally upright.

He raised an eyebrow, glanced at Xu Zhenguan's hands, which were covered with scars and calluses, and smiled gently, "How can it be considered an insult? Regardless of the quality of the sword, it is only given to people for use."

"Isn't this young man also a swordsman? He practices day and night, summer and winter, diligently studying and practicing, never letting go of his sword. That's how he becomes a good swordsman."

"Since you are a good swordsman, you are worthy of any good sword."

Gu Fangchen stretched out his hand, passed over Xu Zhenguan's sword-holding hand, and patted his shoulder.

"The things I give away are all the karmic means for my cultivation. If you don't accept them, it will ruin my cultivation."

Xu Zhenguan's expression changed. He met Gu Fangchen's gaze, hesitated for a moment, and then did not refuse.

He took the sword and said seriously:
"Master, does it have a name?"

Gu Fangchen said seriously:

"Whatever it was called before, it belongs to you now, so give it a name."

Xu Zhenguan thought about it.

I couldn't think of it for a while...

The country boy, who had only been in private school for a year, calmly hung his sword on his waist and bowed solemnly to Gu Fangchen:

"Thank you for the sword, Taoist priest. Xu Zhenguan will remember it for the rest of his life!"

Qi Linghua, who had been watching from the sidelines, clapped his hands and laughed:
"If what happened today gets out, it will become a great story."

Qiu He looked at Xu Zhenguan and said calmly:
"Since the Taoist priest gave it to you, you should keep it well."

Xu Zhenguan nodded.

When the others heard that the true disciple had spoken, they had no choice but to congratulate the menial disciple.

However, there were inevitably some people who showed reluctance in their eyes. They looked at each other and seemed to have reached some consensus.

Qiu He remembered the task given by his master and said to Gu Fangchen:

"Master, you are so young, yet you have such great knowledge and experience. What you just said makes us feel ashamed."

Qi Linghua couldn't help but sigh:

"Such words and actions are what you call a gentleman. It's a pity for the princess's family. The prince is already having enough troubles, and now this kind of thing has happened."

Several Sword Pavilion disciples nearby echoed:
"I heard that it was because that bastard prince instigated the princess to leave Huangtian City that the young princess chased her out. As a result, she is now surrounded and her whereabouts are unknown."

"Gu Fangchen is truly despicable! How could he escape at this critical moment when we were about to verify our bloodline?"

"Whether he ran away or not is still unclear. I think it's most likely that he and the Demon Cult are playing tricks on me!"

"Once we rescue the little princess and reunite with the princess, we will naturally know whether it is true or not."

"Then we'll see what happens to him!"

Gu Fangchen remained calm and walked for a while before arriving at the four southwestern border stone forest areas.

I saw that the countless towering stone pillars were covered with lush greenery, with many exotic flowers and plants growing there, and correspondingly, the environment became more complex.

After taking a few steps, Qiu He's face lit up with joy, and he looked in the direction of the copper coin in his hand:
"Found it! It's right in front!"

……

"Ah!"

Gu Lianxian was hiding in a stone cave inside a cold pond waterfall. She couldn't help sneezing and huddled in the corner, shivering all over.

She sniffed and rubbed her arms, her eyes red and pitifully filled with little pearls.

Gu Lianxian suppressed the grievance in her heart, kicked the little clay figurine she had just made, and cursed Gu Fangchen in her heart:
"Shameless! Moralless! Scoundrel! If it weren't for you, how could I, the dignified Princess of Zhenbei Palace, have fallen to this point!"

(End of this chapter)