There are many courtyards located in the most central and prosperous area of Jiangnan. Not to mention how beautiful the appearance is, the expensive building materials alone can make people feel the oncoming wealth.
Let’s talk about the coveted scene, I’m afraid most people will never be able to take this step in their lifetime.
The gap between classes is difficult to bridge.
All the people who live here are dignitaries and have prominent status.
In such a golden area, there is a courtyard that is particularly independent and out of place.
If you are very lucky, if you get closer, you can still faintly hear the sound of playing the piano. The sound is long and distant.
The outside of the courtyard door is deserted. Just one glance can tell that the owner of this place likes peace and quiet and finds a quiet place in the noisy world.
The owner of this place is absolutely distinguished.
There are countless people who want to ask the owner of this place for help. It's not that they don't want to knock on the door and ask for directions, but they don't have the qualifications.
Just the qualification to stand outside the door has already shut out 99%25 of those people.
An old man came outside the deserted door, as vigorous as a young man.
He opened the door a little cautiously.
Went in.
From the crack in the door, I saw a middle-aged man with good looks sitting cross-legged in the courtyard and gently stroking the piano.
Elegant and quiet, self-cultivation and meditation.
"Mr. Gongsun." The ancestor of the Zhao family stood in front of this man cautiously.
Gongsun Yu still played the piano quietly until the end of the song.
The ancestor of the Zhao family was not impatient at all.
"How have you been lately?" Gongsun Yu asked, looking straight ahead and pressing his hands on the strings.
Stop the music.
The ancestor of the Zhao family bowed and said: "Mr. Xinlao is concerned about me. This junior has been doing well recently."
A child stepped forward, holding a sword in both hands and kneeling on one knee.
Gongsun Yu rolled up his sleeves, bent slightly, and picked up the sword.
Wipe gently.
"Tell me honestly, did you take part in that battle outside Kyoto that year?" Gongsun Yu looked at him, his eyes burning like fire, and asked.
The ancestor of the Zhao family immediately responded: "I wonder which year or battle Mr. Gongsun is talking about? It has confused the younger generation."
Gongsun Yu put down the sword in his hand, and the doorman took it carefully.
Staring at him coldly without saying a word.
"Have you thought about your answer? I will only ask once." Gongsun Yu said again.
The ancestor of the Zhao family still replied: "Mr. Gongsun, I don't understand what you are talking about?"
"I wonder what Mr. Gongsun wants to do with this junior?"
Gongsun Yu gently plucked the strings of his harp, ambush from all sides.
Seeing that Gongsun Yu didn't reply for a long time, the ancestor of the Zhao family said: "Since there is nothing to do, I will take my leave."
The ancestor of the Zhao family turned around and exited the courtyard, leaving behind a child and the man playing the piano.
"Uncle, aren't you happy?" Seeing the ancestor of the Zhao family leaving, the child approached Gongsun Yu and asked.
"Uncle is not unhappy, he is just sighing. Time is really not forgiving!"
There was a sigh in the courtyard.
"Xiao Sheng."
"What's wrong uncle?"
"When you grow up, you can't imitate him."
"Huh?" The child was confused.
……
In front of Ye Baiyi stood a group of monks in white clothes holding swords, wearing uniform uniforms with a sword embroidered on them.
The leader is a somewhat hot woman, both in figure and temperament.
At this moment, she held the sword in her right hand and stood in front of Ye Baiyi, blocking his way.
"Stop! My senior brother challenges you to a sword fight. Why don't you agree?" asked the hot-tempered woman.
Ye Baiyi was puzzled and looked at the group of sword cultivators in white clothes behind the woman. When had he ever received a challenge?
"Is the girl a member of the Sword Sect?"
The fiery woman said: "Why don't we pretend like this! Anyone with long eyes can tell that we are members of the Sword Sect!"
"Don't try to fool me today. If I don't give you an explanation, I will make you look good!"
Ye Baiyi looked around, then pointed at himself and said in confusion: "Can I give you an explanation?"
The hot woman said matter-of-factly: "Nonsense! Do you still need us to give you an explanation?"
Ye Baiyi said quickly: "I'm afraid the girl has found the wrong person."
The hot woman immediately drew her sword and said, "You still don't admit it, do you? Okay, let's talk with our swords."
The woman slashed horizontally with her sword. Ye Baiyi immediately took off the sword from his waist and blocked it with his backhand.
Block easily.
The hot woman waved her sword again and said: "You have defied my attack so easily. You are such a young prodigy of swordsmanship. Apart from my senior brother in Jiangnan, you are the only one who can compete with me."
Ye Baiyi reacted very quickly and Luo Jian resisted again.
At the same time, the sword raiser looked back and deflected the sword swung by the woman. At the same time, he placed the scabbard on the woman's chest and knocked it back.
Thanks to the hot woman's natural strength, she might have been injured at this time.
The woman who kept falling back clutched her chest, feeling terrible pain.
"You are shameless!"
The woman became a little anxious and immediately stepped forward to draw her sword again.
Ye Baiyi just glanced at it, first repulsed it with a palm, and then slapped the woman's right wrist with his sword with his left hand, knocking the sword out of her hand.
A blow from the air knocked the woman's sword back into its scabbard.
The strength of the two is not at the same level at all.
The woman clutched the other side of her chest, her face turned red, and she didn't know whether it was pain or anger. She said angrily: "Shameless thief!"
"Give me whatever you want!"
The disciples of Jian Zong were unmoved.
"Junior sister, you really recognized the wrong person..." said a sword cultivator next to him.
The hot woman was stunned and looked at the other brothers and sisters, only to see them nodding neatly.
"Are you Yang Xingyan?" The hot woman seemed to have forgotten the pain in her body, turned around and asked suspiciously.
Ye Baiyi said with an unnatural expression: "Who is Yang Xingyan?"
The naked eye could see the look of shock on the hot woman's face.
"Aren't you Yang Xingyan?!" The hot woman immediately realized that she had admitted the wrong person.
The senior brother on the side said: "Junior sister, look at your temper. I told you a long time ago, don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive! Look, you will suffer a loss!"
"But he can't hit me..." His voice became smaller and smaller.
Ye Baiyi looked up and said: "You have the biggest target, so do it easily."
The hot woman's eyes widened, how could there be such a shameless person?
Use the calmest words and speak the most rogue words.
It was about to explode, and several senior brothers on the side immediately stopped.
"Thank you for the knight's mercy. I, Sword Sect Li Lang, haven't asked the knight's name yet." The Sword Sect disciple who spoke before said.
In the fight just now, everyone could clearly see that Ye Baiyi never drew his sword.
So except for their junior sister, no one took action.
"Junior sister has offended many people before, please knight, please don't worry about it."
Seeing her senior brother apologizing to the person who had taken advantage of her, the hot woman was furious.
"It's time to discipline him properly. If he continues like this, he will suffer consequences sooner or later."
Although Ye Baiyi's previous actions were shameless, they were commonplace in the world.
Find the enemy's weakness and attack it.
People who are not well-educated go out to stir up trouble, and they deserve to be like this.
It can be said that Ye Baiyi has introduced that hot woman to the world.
