Jianghu chaos

Speaking of Mu Jiuqiu, Ruan Xi couldn't help being curious: "Mr. Mu is from the middle of Shu. Does it mean that people in the middle of Shu have the custom of wearing half masks?"

Ye Fushu shook his head: "Actually, in the past, he didn't wear a mask."

Ruan Xi remembered that when Ding Yan stabbed Mu Jiuqiu with words, he used the word "ugly": "Because...you are ugly and you are afraid of being ridiculed?"

"Mu Shaoxia is not an ordinary person who cares about these things." Mei Qian interrupted suddenly, with a rare solemn tone, "This matter is Xie Qi's fault."

Ruan Xi is even more unclear.

Ye Fushu seemed to be afraid of being heard by the Lord, so he moved closer and whispered: "I heard from Master that Mr. Mu was also handsome and handsome when he was young, but it was just in the second year of worshiping Shaolin, when he was going down the mountain to carry water for training. There was a fire in the last family’s house. He was young at the time and was not skilled in martial arts. He was reluctant to save people. The family was unborn and reluctant to part with their belongings, so they asked him to brave the fire to get some property. It was hit and injured, and it took three months to recover, but this half of the face was burnt and couldn't be saved."

Ruan Xi was surprised, and frowned unconsciously: "How can that family be so ignorant, money comes and goes, how can they harm people like this for a little thing!"

Mei Qian closed her eyes and said softly, "I really don't know suffering."

"The family is poor, and there are only so few things in the house. If they are gone, life will be even more difficult in the future." Ye Fushu sighed and said sadly, "My brothers all regret it, but Mr. Mu himself doesn't care, saying that he is a real man. With virtue and beauty, color is emptiness, and after a hundred years, it will be nothing more than a handful of yellow sand, and it doesn't matter what his appearance is—so in the past, he didn't wear a mask."

"Then why did you wear it again?"

Ye Fushu was silent for a while, as if he was considering his words.

"Xie Qi owes you." Mei Qian said coldly, "Ms. Hua fell in love with Xie Qi during a martial arts competition. Xie Qi spoke nonsense and swept Hua Mantang's face in public. Miss Hua is heartbroken."

"If he escapes marriage, I will chase him to the ends of the earth, and I will never marry you even if I die!"

"If you know you're ugly, don't come to the martial arts competition to recruit relatives! If it weren't for you, why would I have to hang myself on a tree in Xie Qi? If you don't marry him, why marry you, an ugly monster!"

Although he knew that it was an unintentional mistake in a panic, but since he yelled that sentence in public, the hurt has already been done, and it is hard to undo it.

That's why Ding Yan was able to provoke him face to face so brazenly.

Hua Zhuyue stood behind them, with her head lowered, and she clutched the hem of her clothes tightly.

Ye Fushu didn't realize it, and rambled on: "In fact, Mr. Mu is really a good person, and he didn't bear any grudges about such a shameful thing. Later, when Miss Hua chased and killed Mr. Xie, Mr. Mu happened to meet him, and he tried his best to resolve his two problems. There are grievances and grievances between people. However, Miss Hua felt that she was humiliated and refused to let go. Mr. Mu was worried about her, so he followed and protected her all the way. Miss Hua has a fierce temper, and he will deal with whatever troubles happen..."

Hua Juyue behind her was already distracted, Mei Qian glanced over and said, "Why is the Chao Wenhui so clear about these things?"

Ye Fushu turned his back to Hua Juyue, feeling a little embarrassed: "Miss Hua competed in martial arts to recruit relatives, and the one who won the ring was the famous Flying Sword Luoying. Isn't that a grand event? We wanted to make up a new episode." Ben, who would have thought... even my master is not interested, and threw the file to me."

"Master Ling is really an inquisitor." Mei Qian smiled ambiguously, "I don't know the name of Master Ling Gao?"

Ye Fushu laughed: "My master is a poor literati and doesn't get involved in Jianghu affairs. Hero Mei must have never heard of him."

Mei Qian was unmoved: "I have heard that the current president of the Chaowen Association, surnamed Pei and surnamed Songluo, is from Hedong. I wonder if he is your teacher?"

Ye Fushu stopped talking.

The Pei family of Hedong was a well-known nobleman in the dynasty.

Ruan Xi was ignorant of Jianghu affairs, but knew a thing or two about these things, and suddenly his eyes widened: "Pei Songluo... this name...!"

Mei Qian hooked her lips: "It's no wonder that Chao Wenhui can survive till now."

Ye Fushu rolled his eyes, and said to him from left to right: "Sitting over there is Taoist Master Lin Wanfeng, the head disciple of the Kongtong School. There are iron jujube traps hidden in that fly, covered with animal hair and silk, it is impossible to defend against in a fight! They call this Qimen, and they use "oddness" to win. If you face him, you must not take it lightly!"

Ruan Xi's attention was attracted, staring at the fairy-like Tie Fuchen secretly stunned: "It's so powerful..."

"The last two are Yan Huanlai from Yanqi Mountain and Qufu, the young master of the Huai'an Security Bureau." Ye Fushu paused and said with regret, "Actually, the strength of the Huai'an Security Bureau is still weaker than the other nine sects. Everyone likes to form a top ten faction, and they are definitely not ranked."

Ruan Xi finally asked the question that he had been wondering for a long time: "Then who arranged the top ten sects?"

Ye Fushu spoke uprightly: "Let's hear the meeting!"

"..."

"My master listed it by hand. He likes to be perfect, so he just made up a top ten faction." Ye Fushu said without any taboo, "It was spread along with the beauty list. At first, no one cared about it. Provoking the heroes to disrupt the Jianghu, these ten sects stepped forward, jointly encircled and suppressed, and restored the peace of the Jianghu, and they were recognized by the Jianghu."

"In the battle of encirclement and suppression, Baichuan Villa was the first to contribute, so it naturally became the leader of the righteous way of martial arts. As for Yanqi Mountain and Huai'an Escort Bureau..." Ye Fushu thought for a while, and said, "My master said, they went to find the leak. "

Ruan Xi opened his mouth, but he didn't know how to comment. He was about to say something when he heard a voice behind him: "Yue'er, what are you doing here?"

The voice was clear and gentle, with a hint of pride: "I heard that you won yesterday, and you have already obtained the promotion nameplate. My brother has not congratulated you yet."

Ye Fushu and Ruan Xi turned their heads in unison, behind them, at some point, a young man whom they had never seen before came, and the one who spoke to him was the Hua Zhuyue they had just mentioned.

Ye Fushu's feet were weak, and he almost fell on Ruan Xi: "Hua...Miss Hua..."

Talking about other people's private affairs indiscriminately, was listened to by the Lord!Ye Fushu's face turned red immediately, he hurriedly lowered his head, wishing he could find a crack in the ground and get in and never come out again.

If you talk too much, you will go to hell with your tongue pulled out after death.she thought desperately.

Hua Juyue didn't seem to have heard of it, and didn't seem to notice her brother who just rushed over at all, so she answered casually, turned around and left with a dazed expression.

The man frowned, and hurriedly followed: "Yue'er, what's wrong with you?"

Hua Juyue didn't have the heart to watch the battle anymore, and hurried all the way to the outside of the arena. At first glance, it looked a bit like running away.

The man followed in a hurry and didn't have time to tell, so he had to bow his hands towards the first high platform from a distance in the crowd.

On the high platform, Shangguan Yun, who noticed this side, nodded his head and reminded Caoqin next to him: "The head of Huamantang, Hallmaster Hualuan, has also arrived."

Caoqin's gaze was not on this side, and he didn't move in the other direction for a long time. Hearing this, he only gave a soft "hmm".

"Miss Cao?" Shangguan Yun followed her gaze and smiled slightly, "It seems that Miss Ye and Brother Ruan really hit it off."

Where the gaze stayed, it was Ruan Xi who was frantically comforting Ye Fushu. Looking from afar, it looked like a pair of Bi people whispering to each other.

Caoqin lowered his eyes and did not answer.

The sound of the drum suddenly sounded like thunder, announcing the end of the second day's morning schedule of the martial arts conference.

During the half-day competition, three of them won and entered the final stage, but their interest in playing the piano was low. The presiding judgment was all done by Doufu's disciples, and she had never even watched the martial arts performance seriously.

Roux got up and announced lunch, the audience was buzzing, and the crowd was bustling with each other. When the shields in front of her eyes were scattered to make a way for her to see, she suddenly found that Ye Fushu was gone.

Caoqin's heart tightened, and she subconsciously wanted to look for it.

It was Shangguan Yun who reminded her: "Miss Ye and Brother Ruan go ahead, Miss don't have to worry."

Cao Qin turned his face away, and suppressed the look in his eyes.

When Ruan Xi found Ye Fushu, she was squatting under the shade of a tree, holding her knees with her hands, her face buried in her arms, motionless.

It's a quiet place, but luckily it's not hard to find.At lunch time, all the attendees watched the battle for half a day, and all of them were hungry, so they rushed straight to the canteen and no one paid attention to it, leaving a space for Ye Fushu.Ruan Xi squatted down next to her, raised his hand hesitantly, and patted her lightly: "Miss Ye, what's wrong?"

"I...I'm not someone who argues right and wrong..." Ye Fushu's ears and neck were blushing, and his voice came through the crook of his arms, muffled, "You...do you believe it? I didn't do it on purpose..."

Ruan Xi understood, and felt quite uncomfortable: "If I hadn't insisted on inquiring, the girl would not have mentioned this matter. It is Ruan Xi who talks too much, and the girl must not blame herself..."

Ye Fushu still buried his face, and muttered: "Actually... I just... just want to record, I want to record, when we are old and gone, and future generations will know that there have been these people and these things... ..."

Ruan Xi nodded: "Young lady's idea is very good, isn't the historian's original intention also the same?"

"How dare I compare myself with the official historian..." Ye Fushu raised his face, with a little water in the corner of his eyes, and stared at him in a daze, "Just now when I saw Miss Hua, I suddenly thought, I wrote their stories like this, they Do you want to...Miss Hua looks very unhappy..."

After a pause, she said to herself again: "Although Mr. Xie Qi always laughs it off and never seems to take it to heart, but in fact...he should be unhappy too, right? He was originally a young man who fought against bandits alone Swordsman, because of those scripts, he has become a flirtatious dandy..."

"..." Ruan Xi racked his brains, and could only choke out one sentence, "Brother Xie is generous, regardless of fame..."

Ye Fushu looked at him expressionlessly.

Even Ruan Xi couldn't believe it.

"I will never write about this kind of romantic affairs again!" Ye Fushu seemed to be determined, and he stood up and said loudly, "Heroes write down heroes, not to spread other people's romances!"

Just as Ruan Xi was about to agree, she heard her continue: "Even if you want to write the Fengyue story book, you should change your name and surname, so that you can't ruin the real person's reputation!"

"Although the story comes from the present world, the script is different from the important affairs of the world. Everyone is just watching for fun. It should be based on fiction and supplemented by reference to the present world. From now on, I will never arrange other people's private affairs at will. Zhao Wenyue The newspaper only records Jianghu, and the storybook is all fictional, and the two do not interfere with each other!" Ye Fushu figured it out, and his mood became happy again.

Ruan Xi always felt that something was wrong: "The girl wants to refer to the present world... What are you making up?"