Master of the rivers and lakes

Chapter 168
Guo Tian.

He is a swordsman, a famous swordsman in the world.

When Guo Tian was young, he traveled all over the five lakes, north and south, and acted as a chivalrous man.

But time is always a person's greatest enemy, and he will also face the same aging step by step as ordinary people.

What's more, he lost an arm in a battle, and since then he has gradually disappeared in the martial arts world.

So he returned to his hometown, retreated from the world, and sealed his sword to hide in Jiangnan.

He sometimes sighs, especially when he sees that he has only one hand holding the knife, the loneliness, fear, fear, and anxiety in his heart will be a hundred times better than ordinary people.

And when the only hand was gradually unable to hold the knife, he sighed even more.

Now he is 60 years old. For a 60-year-old man, he does not look conspicuous, just like an ordinary person.

If it weren't for the Five Phoenix Chaoyang Sword at his waist, no one would have thought that he was once a famous swordsman.

The Guo Mansion tonight was full of voices, most of them were from the family of Guo's family friends and the rich gentry's families around Nanyang.

Of course, as a person in the martial arts world, Guo Tian's birthday banquet will naturally include some martial arts people. It is unknown whether they really admire Guo Tian, ​​or come here just by passing by.

Taking advantage of the crowd not paying attention, Guo Tian tried to pull out the knife worn at his waist again. This was the first time he had tried in the past few years.

He pulled out half of it, but pushed the knife back into the sheath, why?It was the same as countless times before, because he felt that the confident and sharp victorious momentum was no longer, or even gone.

The only thing that exists is his wrinkled hands, pale and soft hands.

and an empty sleeve.

He can already be sure that if he pulls out the knife again, it will not be the opponent's head that will be chopped off, but his own head.

The blade is still the same, but the person is old. He finally understands a sentence:

The sword is not old.

He also finally understood that there should be another sentence in this sentence:
Old people are people.

The small bridge has a bend, the bridge is a nine-curve bridge, and there is a moon under the nine-curve bridge.

The month is the month of July, and the month of July is still very round.

The round moon casts silvery white moonlight, like a gleaming silver veil, passing through the treetops, through the roof tiles, and sprinkles all over the courtyard of Guo Mansion, and also sprinkles on everyone's face.

There are people under the moonlight, and there are people under the moonlight. The front yard of the Guo Mansion under the moonlight is already full of heroes from all walks of life.

They toasted each other, they talked and laughed happily.

The banquet starts in front of the gate of the house, passes through green lawns, small bridges, arcades, and extends to the main hall.

On the vast green lawn alone, there are at least a hundred tables.

Guo Tian sat comfortably on the grand teacher's chair in the main hall. When he looked out, he could just see the sea of ​​people sitting outside the hall.

Looking at such a grand scene, he nodded frequently, feeling very honored and satisfied.

After seeing that the crowd had almost arrived, he slowly stood up from the chair of the Taishi.

When he stood up, his servant also handed him a glass of wine out of habit.

The cup is a golden cup, and the wine is fine wine.

Guo Tian raised his glass with his right hand, although he was a little slow and no longer the glory of the past, but he still concealed it very well.

At this time, those people sitting outside the hall were also habitually silent and raised their glasses.

After turning his eyes around the audience, he said the first sentence.

"Today is Mr. Guo's [-]th birthday. I respect everyone for this first glass of wine!"

After he finished speaking, he raised his head and drank the wine in his hand. The whole process was full of indescribable pride.

The people sitting outside the hall were as quiet as stones sleeping on the bottom of the sea. They waited for Guo Tian to say something, after all, the host of the birthday banquet couldn't just say one sentence.

Guo Tian has experienced the world for a long time, of course he understands this kind of moment, a lot of wordy words will only make people drowsy, so he doesn't intend to say anything more.

So Guo Tian drank another cup.

"Guo is lucky enough to get to know you all, thank you!" This was his second sentence.

Sometimes a simple sentence is more convincing and deeper than a long speech.

The people sitting outside the hall did not speak, they understood that Mr. Guo hadn't finished speaking.

"Everyone can come to my Guo Tian's birthday banquet today, my Guo mansion is full of splendor." Guo Tian smiled slightly: "So, if you don't drink my wine to the bottom, you are looking down on me, Guo Tian."

After Guo Tian finished speaking, the third cup was finished.

Then he sat down and said no more.

After those people sitting outside the hall chattered in a hurry, they drank the wine glasses they held high in one gulp.

Then I sat down and continued to drink happily and chat.

Such a grand occasion, such a pleasant atmosphere of drinking, unexpectedly some people did not come for drinking.

Why don't some people come just to drink?Because they have bigger things to do than drink.

The well-made Zhang Qiye is like a servant, or he is a servant.

In particular, he was bent like an old woman's hunchback, like a heavy burden on his back.

The beard is also flowered, the eyebrows are also white, and even the voice of speaking is like a pig cutting to death.

He is still an old servant now.

Li Weiyang stood aside and watched Zhang Qiye giggling, she admired the old man's technique very much now, because she wanted to become a peerless son.

She is now a peerless son.

No one could tell she was cross-dressing because everything was well disguised.

The emerald green path is covered with emerald green flowers.

The long gravel road is full of missing flowers and leaves that were knocked down by the summer rain before evening.

Although the flowers are missing and the leaves are broken, the windows of the garden are opened.

This is already the side courtyard of the Guo Mansion, and the scene of drinking wine in the front hall did not break the quiet environment here.

"What are you going to do now?" Li Weiyang looked at Zhang Qiye walking in the courtyard and asked in a low voice.

Zhang Qiye turned around and said, "Go to the backyard."

"doing what?"

Zhang Qiye didn't speak, but bent down quickly, walking like he was about to fall down.

Li Weiyang is a smart woman, of course she knows why Zhang Qiye did this.

So she stopped changing her voice so that her voice didn't sound so soft.

"Mr. Zhang, don't lead me in the wrong direction. I am in a hurry."

The two of them just turned around the gate of the moon, and they met a drunk man, Li Weiyang and Zhang Qiye both knew him, he was a famous martial artist in Nanyang, 'Zhongpingjian' Ying Zhe.

Ying Zhe also saw the person at the same table as him in the front hall, and asked loudly, "Brother Li, where are you going?"

Li Weiyang clutched her stomach, with a painful expression on her face, said anxiously: "So it's Brother Ying, I really have cramps in my stomach, and my old servant took me to the toilet, but I couldn't find it after walking for so long. , Brother Ying, do you know where there is a toilet?"

Ying Zhe is a little confused now, and he didn't notice that the makeup lines on Li Weiyang's face are starting to look a little uncoordinated.

After all, no matter how unparalleled the disguise technique is, it is not difficult to destroy it.

What's more, the old man's technique is not unparalleled in the world.

(End of this chapter)