Tome of Troubled Times Chapter 106: I have a nickname…
Chapter 106 has a nickname...
Zhao Changhe pondered that finger over and over again, thinking secretly.
If you consider this aspect, the replay of this gold foil image at the level of the Earth Ranking is actually of little significance, because it can only replay the moves and techniques, and it is impossible to show you how other people's skills work and what they are. How to achieve the wonderful effect of light refraction.
But that doesn’t mean it’s worthless. At least the technique, angle, and even the coordination of the entire body are all art and worth pondering.
Her gentle way, the meaning of spring water...
Zhao Changhe watched it over and over again, imitating the meaning of the sword unconsciously with his hands. He always felt that he could learn something, but he would not be able to master it for a while.
After all, it is the opposite of his usual way.
But as long as he can really learn a little bit of that meaning, his sword skills should be able to make a big improvement.
After watching this for three or four hours, he almost remembered the fingerprints on Tang Wanzhuang's jade finger clearly. Only then did Zhao Changhe suddenly realize that he and Han Wubing had seen each other before. There were only vague images of that battle, but now it is getting clearer and clearer, so clear that even the soft light in Tang Wanzhuang's eyes can be clearly seen.
Does this mean...that the gold foil is slowly recovering over time?
Uh... I have never watched a movie for so long in this world. I stared at Tang Wanzhuang's body every pose and angle for several hours. Fortunately, no one saw it, otherwise this would be too crazy. .
Unexpectedly, the person who is most familiar with the details of body posture is not Chi Chi, but Tang Wanzhuang. If she knew this, how could she have the face to show off to others...
Zhao Changhe covered his face, packed himself up and went out, unable to stay any longer.
Study slowly on the way...
"Let's go." He touched Taxue Wuzui's head: "Jiangnan."
When I go out, I usually fill my gourd with wine.
Looking at the waiter loading up the wine, Zhao Changhe was a little lost in thought and a little self-deprecating.
Actually, during this meeting, Xia Chichi never paid attention to this gourd from the beginning to the end. She herself did not remember the wine gourd she bought casually, nor did she think that Zhao Changhe had gone through so many **** events, and that gourd It's not broken yet, I thought it had been replaced long ago.
Only you are always adding dams to yourself, which is like a joke.
But it doesn't matter, commemoration is your own business, not something to show to her.
As long as the gourd is not broken, it will always be there.
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If we compare the location of Gujian Lake with the modern geography that Zhao Changhe is familiar with, it would roughly fall somewhere between Huainan and Jiangbei. Unfortunately, this world does not seem to have the Huaihe River, a very important north-south water-dividing river in the world.
However, various large and small river systems are still scattered throughout this area, with waterways crisscrossing the area. There is also a grand canal running directly from the capital to the south of the Yangtze River. Along the rivers and coasts, the land is extremely prosperous. Cao Gang, Yan Gang and other large and small gangs and sects dominate this land.
However, this is the impression Zhao Changhe got from reading books and various humanistic introductions.
When he really rode south, what Zhao Changhe felt was a thousand miles of depression.
I just came out of the prosperous Qinghe County and Jianhu City. I thought that the journey would become more and more beautiful and prosperous. However, as I walked, I became more and more shocked. I found that not to mention Qinghe County and Jianhu City, this was not even comparable to Wei County. . Anyway, when I crossed the river, I still felt the meaning of the late fishermen singing. Even if it was fake, it was not completely fake. If there was no such scene in Hanoi, they would not choose to pretend in that way, right?
But what is this now?
After traveling south for several days, Zhao Changhe has never seen even a slightly prosperous town. The villages and towns he passed were all dilapidated, with sallow faces and thin skin, ragged clothes, and dilapidated thatched huts that seemed to fall down in the wind.
Is this what should be seen around water transportation?
Even the remote town on the edge of Beimang is not like this...
Looking at the group of bandits with sallow faces and thin muscles in front of him who were trying to stop him from snatching his horse, Zhao Changhe didn't even want to pull out his knife.
Isn't he also a bandit? He once almost wanted to do something to rob the Tao... Luo Qi had already done it.
Everyone just wants to live.
He shook his head, drew his knife and chopped down a small tree next to him, indicating that it would not look good on his back. In the eyes of the robbers, who quickly became frightened, they sighed: "I won't kill you... I want to ask you a few words."
Someone answered carefully: "Uncle, we have no money and no women."
"..." Zhao Changhe pinched his forehead: "This is Jianghuai? Are you really kidding me...Why is this happening?"
“The floods of the year before last and the locust plague last year were somewhat better this year, but isn’t this the case now when the economy is in recession?”
"What about the government? Doesn't it care about relief?"
"What the hell, we just came to collect the poll tax yesterday, and we just went up the mountain."
"..." Zhao Changhe looked up at the sky and said nothing for a while.
In fact, we should have made predictions. Everyone is saying that "the troubled times are coming", but from what I have seen in the past, except for the death of Luojiazhuang, it is difficult to prove where the judgment of these troubled times comes from. . If we just talk about the **** storms in the world, it seems quite chaotic, but it is far from a truly chaotic world.
Only when you really see the current scene can you understand the signs that the building is about to collapse, and realize that the troubled times that everyone talks about are definitely not groundless.
This is the land of Jianghuai!
If things are like this even here, can we rely on the Jianhu City tourism project to make a difference...
Xia Longyuan was a heroic figure in the Ming Dynasty. The decades after the founding of the country were supposed to be the heyday of chaos and rule. Why did he become so virtuous?
Zhao Changhe's heart was filled with the hard work of the late Tang Dynasty, and he secretly thought that you are in charge of Jianghu affairs. No matter how much you do, you are only treating the symptoms but not the root cause. I am afraid that your efforts are meaningless. You want me to be a prince to stabilize the world, but I don’t think I have such ability.
Perhaps it is still correct. Since the Xia family is ruined, let’s not protect it.
He thought for a long time and suddenly asked: "The Cao Gang should be quite important here. If you have the strength, why not try to join these gangs? Are there any problems with them?"
The bandits looked at each other for a while, and one of them said: "We also want to go to Caobang to find a job, but we still have elderly people at home..."
Just as he was saying this, someone ran down the mountain and panted: "Big brother, big brother! Second uncle Xiao's asthma is coming again..."
The robber's expression changed drastically: "Do you still have the talisman of Maitreya Buddha?"
"It's gone!"
"Quick, go back and report to the Buddha, we will join the religion!"
No one paid attention to Zhao Changhe, and Zhao Changhe did not stop them from wanting to join the Maitreya Cult.
Because this kind of thing must be spread all over Jianghuai, there is no point in blocking it.
And judging from this situation, I am afraid that the Maitreya Sect is no longer in the early stage of spreading kindness and bewitching people's hearts. It has probably already become clear, otherwise these villagers would not hesitate before joining the religion.
He silently rode forward, gradually arriving at a river.
There are only dilapidated boats in the river, old fishermen are working hard to catch fish, and there are no beautiful boat girls. That is a dream that only existed in the prosperous age.
"Where are you thief!" A shout came. Zhao Changhe turned around and saw a tall man chasing a lean man with a knife on the other side of the river. The man was extremely good at lightness. He continued to flip in the air, and then a little on the water. Walking through the water, like a flying swallow, it passed by Zhao Changhe.
Zhao Changhe was still cheering in his heart, and he didn’t want to interfere with other people’s affairs. God knows who is good and who is bad?
As a result, this lean man passed by Zhao Changhe, with a look of surprise in his eyes. His empty hand unexpectedly grabbed a handful from Zhao Changhe's arms. He roughly discovered the horse's steed, and felt that the horse's The owner must be very rich.
Zhao Changhe sighed, and punched the thin man in the face with his jealous fist.
The thin man never expected that a random passerby would be a person on the Hidden Dragon Ranking. He never expected that this fist also carried some charm of being ranked third on the Earth Ranking. This time, no matter how good his Qinggong was, he could not move in mid-air. He was beaten all over his face and fell back into the river with a scream.
The big man over there was also wading in. He was overjoyed when he saw this. He stepped forward and kicked the thin man's leg off.
Zhao Changhe squinted his eyes and watched his actions without saying anything.
This is also a ruthless person, and he may not be able to help many people.
The big man raised his hands and smiled and said: "Thank you so much for your generous help, brother! I'm here to help Wan Dongliu. May I ask your name?"
Caobang...
Zhao Changhe had no plans to deal with the Cao Gang for the time being, and was just about to deal with it when he heard the thief hugging his broken leg and screaming: "I, I remembered... black horse with white hooves, strange broad sword, and scar on his face. , you, you are the bloodthirsty Shura Zhao Changhe!”
Zhao Changhe, who had been stuck in melancholy, lost all his emotions in an instant, and almost fell off his horse due to the drama.
Wait, wait, what did you call me?
I will give you money now, can you change this **** nickname?
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