Chapter 60 This knife is ready for use

Sweep the hut away from the hustle and bustle, and worship the sky with a column of fragrance.

All things welcome the spring and send off the remaining wax, and the year ends tonight.

The top of the mountain was covered with snow, and the sound of firecrackers and fireworks from people at the foot of the mountain reached the village. Qi Yue stood by the wind release platform with a knife behind his back, reaching out to catch the scattered snowflakes. The snow in the southwest is not as heavy as the snow in the north, and there are scattered stars. The little snowflakes also have their own flavor.

Qi Yue breathed out a breath of cold air and looked at the small snowflakes in the sky. Today is New Year's Eve. On this day last year, Shen Jinyu avenged his eighteen-year blood revenge.

It's been a whole year.

Today is also Duan Cang's memorial day, and Duan Mufeng does not allow people in the village to celebrate the New Year. The entire village is in a state of silence, and even a little bright color is not allowed to appear.

All the servants in the village put on white mourning clothes, only the dead soldiers were still wearing black clothes.

It was already dark, and the scattered lights in front of the house illuminated a small area in front of the house. The rain and snow were falling a bit heavily. Ziyi came out with an umbrella and hit Qi Yue on the head, "Sister Yue, the snow is falling heavily. Come inside quickly before you catch a cold."

Qi Yue sighed and said softly to the falling snowflakes under the lamp: "Shen Jinyu, Happy New Year."

Thousands of miles away in the imperial city, Shen Jinyu stood in the courtyard holding an umbrella, looking at the heavy snow in the sky, and whispered: "Qi Yue, Happy New Year."

Duan Mufeng stayed in the ancestral hall all day. Li Qianan was waiting outside the ancestral hall. In the wind and snow, a spy in black hurried over and handed over a letter, "Letter from Dong Tao."

Li Qian'an's expression changed: "Dong tart?"

He did not dare to delay and immediately knocked on the door of the ancestral hall. Duan Mufeng inside did not speak. Li Qian'an said anxiously: "Master, someone from Dongtao has sent a letter."

A moment later, footsteps sounded and the door was opened. Duan Mufeng looked pale and lonely. He took the letter, frowned and asked, "Why did someone from Dongtao contact me?"

Li Qian'an hesitated for a moment, then pulled Duan Mufeng away, "This is a line left by the owner of the village before he died. It's inconvenient to speak here, so go into the house and talk."

Duan Mufeng hid the letter in his sleeve and returned to his room. After Li Qianan closed the doors and windows tightly, he whispered the whole story.

"This matter has to start with Zhang Yin. Zhang Yin has long been traitorous to the country and collaborated with the enemy. The owner of the village accidentally learned of this matter and knew that this person could no longer be trusted. Moreover, there were probably many Dong Tao people in the court. In order to prevent future accidents from affecting Changlin and the village owner, last year, the village owner privately used the trade caravan to contact the people of Dongtao. Dongtao made a deal with the village owner. Changlin started helping the village owner last year. Dong Tao stuffed people into the people sent to the court, and Dong Tao promised the village owner that no matter what happens in the future, he would find a way to protect Changlin and provide Changlin with Dong Tao's sword skills and weapons. This was originally a story. It's a wonderful deal. It's a pity that just after the deal was completed, before the village owner could get help from Dong Tat, Shen Jinyu united with the people in the court to launch an attack, so the matter was settled." Li Qian'an sighed. His tone was, "I just don't know why the people from Dongtao are sending a letter right now?"

Duan Mufeng: "Will you know if you open it and take a look?" As he said that, he opened the letter and saw that it was written in Chinese characters that were not very good.

"Master Duan Mufeng, I am Atulmu, the young prince of Dongta. I am deeply saddened to hear that Master Duan was killed. Although Master Duan has left, the transaction between Changlin and Dongta is still there. I don't know if Master Duan intends to continue it. Mr. Duan must be in a difficult situation now, and Dong Tao is willing to provide help. If Mr. Duan needs it, you can just ask, we are the closest allies."

"What did the letter say?" Li Qian'an asked.

"Little Prince Dongta wrote a letter and wanted to continue cooperating with us." Duan Mufeng closed the letter and suddenly smiled, "The opportunity has come."

Li Qian'an didn't understand, "Cooperation? But in our current situation, we have no leverage?"

"Of course I have the chips," Duan Mufeng looked at Li Qian'an with a smile, "Uncle Li, reply to the letter and we are willing to cooperate with the little prince. There is only one thing I want, leave the lives of Shen Jinyu and Yue Ling to me, and the others The conditions are whatever they want."

Li Qian'an understood immediately and immediately went down to prepare.

Duan Mufeng stood up and looked at the rain and snow outside the window, his thoughts changing.

The letter from the little prince of Dongtao pointed out a way for him. Shen Jinyu is now an official of the imperial court. With Duan Mufeng's current strength, it is difficult to meet Shen Jinyu without the help of external forces. The only way is to cooperate with the Dongtao people and keep giving. Shen Jinyu created trouble to weaken the forces around him. When internal and external troubles came and went and Shen Jinyu was unable to do anything, he had the chance to kill him with a fatal blow. Wasn't Shen Jinyu working hard for the emperor? If there was a big problem in the country, he would What spirit is there to guard against him?

When he thought of this, Duan Mufeng felt very good.

The New Year has just passed, and it still snows from time to time. The days in the village are repeated day after day. Qi Yue is used to sitting on the wind platform for a long time after practicing his sword every day. Every time he encounters a limp who has been beaten just after training. When Zhao Zhao is on his back, the two of them will sit down and chat.

In this place, they are the only two people who can talk.

Zhao Zhao rubbed the redness and swelling on his hands and said with a sigh: "Forget it, I think I can really go and tell him, stop practicing my kung fu, I can't do it, I really can't do it, let me be the one He's a thief,"

Qi Yue poked a bruise on his face, and Zhao Zhao grimaced in pain.

"What's going on? It's been a year and you're still being beaten so badly?"

Zhao Zhao said with a bitter face: "Yeah, I don't have any talent at all in kung fu. I can't practice swordsmanship, sword practice, or boxing. Archery is still crooked. I only use sleeve arrows better." It’s flexible.”

"It's okay, it's not that bad," Qi Yue comforted him, "At least you're the best at stealing things, and you're not useless, so relax."

Zhao Zhao: "Why do you sound like you are scolding me?"

"No, am I this kind of person?"

Zhao Zhao affirmed: "Yes!"

Qi Yue: "..."

The training opponents changed every day, and Qi Yue didn't know where Duan Mufeng found so many people. For the first time, Duan Mufeng suddenly came in to see the progress of Qi Yue's sword training.

Qi Yue rolled his eyes at him, ignored him, and went straight to practice his own.

After a full year of training, Qi Yue's sword skills have improved by leaps and bounds, and no one he has sent to train can beat her.

Seeing Qi Yue's skillful sword skills, Duan Mufeng was quite satisfied. He said to the attendants beside him: "You guys, go over and fight her."

The attendant took the order and drew her sword. Qi Yue felt like there were eyes on her back. As soon as the attendants approached, she turned around almost instantly and cut off their path with one move. In less than three moves, the three attendants were beaten. flew out.

Duan Mufeng smiled with satisfaction. He held the letter in his hand and muttered, "Qi Yue's knife is ready for use."

Happy New Year
Chapter completed!