Chapter 22 The first nine swords

Although he hired two carriages, Shan Chixia asked the two carriage drivers to drive the same carriage and specifically told the two carriage drivers to be careful not to bump easily. The two carriage drivers were rewarded with an additional two hundred cents, and the other two people drove a car, which was much easier invisibly. He patted his chest and agreed, saying, "Don't worry, old butler, we both have been playing for more than twenty years, and we will never bend your family's staff."

The road from Shuntian Prefecture to Tianjin Sanwei was repaired every few years. The road was very easy to walk, but even so, it was not possible to arrive in one day for more than 200 miles. Shan Sinan's child was not depressed by his heart and mind, and he pestered Zheng Guofan to ride his horse. This horse was a mare with a very docile personality. He rode happily on the official road. Zheng Guofan sat in the carriage and watched him ride back and forth on the horse. He was just a fun and looked at it with a smile.

However, the old butler Shan scolded his son, for fear that he would hurt the horse's foot strength. Shan Sinan was scolded by me, and obediently pulled the reins and slowed down, and followed Zheng's father Zheng Yuanwai's carriage.

After scolding Shan Sinan, Shan Chixia then talked to Zheng Guofan while driving the carriage, but she told the good officials about his many years of experience walking outside. One statement is to teach his experience of walking in the world, such as where you can buy a top-notch hotel, and where you can buy a top-notch hotel, you must not buy a top-notch hotel even if you have a store.

Although the Ming Dynasty was rich, it was definitely not a gentleman country that could not be taken away. Such a vast centralized country, a Kyoto official appointed to the local area, it was likely to take thousands of miles away. It was not uncommon to encounter robbers who blocked the road and make black shops with human meat buns. In Journey to the West, Elder Tang's father was killed by the robber Liu Hong and occupied his wife. He put on his official uniform and went to serve as an official.

This kind of thing is really not a strange thing in the Ming Dynasty. What's even more ridiculous is that in history, there were robbers who killed the official and pretended to take office. As a result, the governance of the local area was very good, and he was also evaluated by Shangguan as a "superior". This is equivalent to the mayor's lead in getting rich and being called by the central government to learn this.

Look, even the official is so dangerous to take office, let alone the common people?

Therefore, this experience in the world is necessary. For example, there is a inn between poor mountains and bad waters. Whether it can be lived or not is between two people. If you live in casually, you might be made into human meat buns the next day.

Shan Chixia broke these experiences apart and broke them up and told them in detail to the good official. The good official listened with relish. As he spoke, at noon, there was a small shop that was just around the corner in front of him.

Old Butler Dan shook the reins and drove the carriage to the side of the road. He said to the obedient official next to him, "In such a place, it is best to stop, first, to replenish dry food and drink water, and second, to sit down and see if someone will follow him."

Hearing this, the good official nodded repeatedly. Isn’t this the way to counter-reconnaissance and tracking in later generations? Just like in those movies, counter-stalking often stops at the doors of crowded hypermarkets, and looks around naturally, and then take advantage of the crowd to escape.

This reconnaissance and anti-reconnaissance officer is definitely familiar with the good officials. You should know that his girlfriend, who had been dating for seven years, was a policewoman. He was nicknamed the first family member of the police in the middle and lower reaches of the Yangtze River by his colleagues in the girlfriend's unit. Why? In order to pursue his girlfriend, he tried to train Aikido to the level of the second-level black belt. Tell me, a guy who is also a literati who makes a living by writing. He went to practice Aikido every day, but in order to pick up girls, he actually got the first black belt in three years and the second-level black belt in five years. It is not an exaggeration to praise him as the first family member of the police.

This can be regarded as the ultimate of the word "Ximen Daren" picking up girls, Pan Lu, Deng Xiaoxian, the five-character mantra of his sister. Of course, the consequence of soaking policewomen is that if the author of the same publishing house invites him out to drink flower wine, he will be like a party in the underground party. It is not enough to describe it with caution. Perhaps it can be said that he is walking on thin ice in the abyss, because if he is not careful, the policewomen may have to use the sequel to the sky and earth. These unique skills are taught by him. Who said that policewomen have practiced Aikido since he was a child and has the qualification of six stages of normal school, but he is only two stages!

Of course, the fun of being ridden by police is not worthy of being outsiders. However, after seven years of destruction, his level is at least qualified as a criminal investigation team. Therefore, Shan Chixia told him about his experience in walking in the world. He listened with relish and was able to quickly learn from one example. After listening to it in the morning, it was almost equivalent to an old world.

He nodded and jumped out of the carriage. He was about to walk into the small shop on the side of the road, but found a carriage far away, as if he had seen it when he left the city gate in the morning.

"Uncle Shan." He greeted Shan Chixia. Shan Chixia raised her eyebrows and smiled twice, saying that she had known it long ago, and the good official was ashamed. Her anti-reconnaissance skills were just average, and she was still at the level of being bullied by police flowers!

The two entered the small shop on the side of the road, and a friend came up to greet him. It was only half a day away from Daxing County. Most people were often too lazy to eat in such a small shop. It was better to hurry up. In one or two hours, we arrived at Shuntian Mansion. There was nothing delicious, so the business was extremely light. They ordered two pounds of cold-cut mutton and more than a dozen white-fried steamed buns. Shan Chixia asked Shan Sinan to send some to Mr. Zheng in the carriage first, and then ate in the store. Although the good official understood the principle of counter-stalking, it was the first time that he really used it in life. Therefore, he was absent-mindedly while gnawing the steamed buns.

Old Butler Shan coughed, and then the good official realized that he was too nervous, obviously behaved abnormally and was in a state of inaccuracy! He was quite embarrassed at the moment, and his face turned slightly red.

Seeing that his face was awkward, Shan Chixia said to him with kindness: "Young Master, you are only thirteen years old this year. It is good to be able to do this now, so there is no need to be ashamed." As she said that, she stood up and said, "I'll get something back, you can sit first."

The good official thought to myself that I am more than thirteen years old! Forty-three years old is almost the same, but then I comforted myself by the immaturity of later generations. It is normal for me to need parents to take care of them at the age of thirty, just like a child, to be cared for in the future. In the Ming Dynasty, I was very loose and tight in getting married and building a career in my teens.

After a while, Shan Chixia came in with a long knife, which scared the shop's shop's servant and subconsciously took two steps back. The old shop owner originally squinted his eyes and was dozing on the counter. He saw a gust of wind rushing out at a speed that was completely inconsistent with his age. "Old guest, what do you mean? This is the official road, under the feet of the emperor..."

This small shop is probably opened by a family. The old shop owner is obviously a father. The teenager is obviously a son, and the one who cooks is probably a wife.

Shan Chixia smiled at him, "Shopkeeper, little brother, don't panic. My young master is a scholar who is studying abroad and is qualified to wear swords."

He is six feet tall and his hands and feet look longer than ordinary people. To be honest, it is like a master in the martial arts world. The old shop owner protects his son. He felt relieved when he heard him say this. However, the old customer in front of him was tall and the knife in his hand looked like he was not ordinary. In the eyes of ordinary people like him, it was a bit whisper.

Butler Dan ignored him and walked to the dear official and handed over the long sword, "Young Master, just wear this sword!"

The good official reached out to take it, looked carefully, and the more he looked, the more familiar he felt, "Uncle Shan, this knife seems to be..."

Shan Chixia smiled, "It was the village chief who paid the Japanese pirates back then. Later, Qi Jiguang and Qi Shaobao rewarded me. I have never been reluctant to use it. Speaking of which, my family was in a difficult situation over the years, and I still have selfish intentions. I should have taken out the knife and sold it for money..."

He felt a little sad when the old shop owner next to him heard that Grandpa Qi, the general general of Ji Town, was a subordinate of Grandpa Qi, who was indeed a hero. He turned around and patted his son on the shoulder, and ran to the back of the shop.

At this time, the good official quickly followed Shan Chixia's words: "What is Uncle Shan saying? This knife is Uncle Shan's honor. Others can be sold, but men's honor and self-esteem cannot be sold."

This was heartwarming, and Dan Chixia also sat down opposite him, "This knife is excellent, but the style of the Japanese knife is not suitable for literary people to wear. I have found someone and changed it to the style of a horizontal knife, so that the young master will not look abrupt when wearing it."

The good official thought that no wonder it looks a bit weird, and the relationship is a mixed-race product.

The knife plate or handguard of the Japanese sword is generally round and pool-shaped, and it only has a samurai knot, which can only be inserted at the waist but is difficult to wear. The handguard of the horizontal sword is generally cloud-shaped swallowing, similar to the handguard of the sword. Moreover, there are double Persian rings on the horizontal sword scabbard, which can be hung on the belt to wear, which is in line with the identity of a literati. Otherwise, a literati wearing a Confucian shirt has a Japanese sword inside the waist, which is really a monk wearing a skirt. How strange it is.

The knife in front of me is not a rope wrapped in ordinary Japanese swords, but is wrapped in fish skin. Compared with the rope wrapped in swords, the handle of the fish skin is more beautiful, but has poor sweat absorption ability. Moreover, the knife generally has no ears. The knife is tied to the nose of the knife at the end of the knife hilt.

This is also the characteristic of Chinese culture. The "sword robe" mentioned in martial arts novels refers to this. It is generally light color. When the ancients went to war and returned to the formation, it was regarded as a brilliant military achievement and a supreme honor. The sword spears are the same, and can be called "sword robe". Whether it is a sword robe or a sword robe, it was originally intended to show the warrior's military achievements. Later, it gradually evolved into decoration, and the color directly turned red, but there was no need to dye it red with blood.

The scabbard of this knife is also wrapped in black fish skin. There are two copper hoops at the front of the scabbard, and a thin rope as thick as a little finger is tied on it. This is the so-called Persian double ring. It was first transmitted from the Western Regions, and later it gradually became the way to wear swords and can be hung around the waist, especially loved by literati.

He gently stroked the hollow knife plate, and with a slight force, he pulled out half of the blade edge. The copper section under the knife plate, also known as the knife jaw, mainly increases the friction between the blade body and the scabbard, and the inscription of the knife is usually engraved on the knife jaw.

The jaw of this knife is engraved with "Mun Zheng". There are extremely beautiful cloud patterns caused by forging on the blade surface of the blade under the jaw. The good official gently stroked the blade with his fingers, and a trace of blood slipped along the blade into a blood bead, and then he felt a trace of pain.

The good official was excited. It was indeed Muramasa. The legendary ninja Turtle Tokugawa Ieyasu was also cut by Muramasa when he was a child, and his father and grandfather also died at Muramasa's hands, namely the demon sword.

Of course, there is no way that Muramasa can only be one. Muramasa was the name of the sword making family in Ise, Japan at that time. As long as the sword made by this sword making family, there are all Muramasa's inscriptions, which are all Muramasa, known for its gorgeous blade text and sharpness.

He sucked his fingers in his mouth, and the good official took the knife into the sheath, held it in both hands and said to Shan Chixia, "Uncle Shan, don't talk about the value of this knife. First of all, it has extraordinary significance to Uncle Shan. It was given by Qi Shaobao. It can be said that this knife represents Uncle Shan's life's bravery, and the good official dared not accept it."

Shan Chixia smiled with satisfaction, "Even if it is a treasure, don't it have to be passed down from generation to generation? Come on, I'll wear it for you."

He said, getting up and walking around the table, walking to the side of the deceased official, tied the appearance of the Tang sword to the deceased official's waist, then took a few steps back, and looked at the deceased official wearing a Confucian shirt, with long hair tied with a copper ring on the back of his head. With this knife on his waist, it looked like it added a bit of martial spirit to the gentleman's temperament as a gentleman. He was such a beautiful boy. Shan Chixia was extremely satisfied. "This is the perfect deceased official in my heart, both civil and military."
Chapter completed!