One day in mid-February, under the wings of more than ten riders and the number of carriages, a beautifully decorated single-shaft carriage drove on the dirt road west of Handan City. The scorching sun was rolling, and fortunately there was an umbrella-like canopy on the roof. The driver was steadily driving four good horses in front of him. In the open carriage, two young men sat and stood.

The sitting boy always had a maid, while the rest naturally drooped and draped behind his shoulders. He was wearing a simple regular dress, which seemed ordinary, but if someone knew the goods, he could see that the materials were expensive silk, which was expensive. The full moon jade ornament on his waist, which was almost the size of a palm, also showed that this boy was either rich or noble, but he held the car rail with his hands and looked uncomfortable.

The young man was naturally Mingyue. After the plan to go to Qi State for quality, he proposed to let Ma Fujun's son Zhao Kuo go to Linzi with him.

Although Mingyue’s reason is a bit far-fetched, let alone Zhao Kuo, even if his son wants the stars and moon in the sky, Empress Dowager Zhao will find a way to pick it, and she will not refuse.

But unfortunately, Ma Fujun Zhao She just returned to the old house in Zishan yesterday.

The Empress Dowager wanted the temple's people to go to Zishan to preach the imperial edict, but Mingyue wanted to visit her own house.

He said: "Ma Fujun is a member of the Zhao clan and a great contributor who has made contributions to the country. How can he be called around by the little master? It's too rude, so why should I visit me in person?"

Zishan is forty miles northwest of Handan, and it takes two or three days to go back and forth. Empress Dowager Zhao was worried about her son and wanted to disagree, but Ao Mingyue begged everywhere. Thinking about it carefully, he even agreed to leave for half a year, but he still cared about these three days. Then he sent a team of black-clad guards to escort him.

Before leaving the next day, Mingyue discovered that Empress Dowager Zhao not only sent him a guard, but also a friend...

"Shu Qi has met Chang'an Jun!"

The boy who was the same age as Mingyue looked young but dressed very heroic. He was wearing a swordsman uniform, with a hangover, a short back dress, a stiletto of a manhu, and a typical Yanzhao man dress, and looked very capable.

"Shu Qi, the youngest son of Zuo Shigong's family?"

Mingyue was a little surprised. It turned out that although Queen Mother Zhao was persuaded by Chulong and agreed to send Chang'an Jun to Qi, the old lady who knew the general situation and was petty in small matters was still a little annoyed that Mingyue and Chulong joined forces to swear her. Her son was reluctant to scold her, so she gave Chulong some small stutters. Didn’t Zuo Master say that going to Qi is good to Chang'an Jun, and Zhao is also good to Zhao? In this way, why would you let your youngest son, who had just added a black-clad guard, go to Linzi with Chang'an Jun, how about that?

Lao Chulong couldn't find a reason to refuse. If someone else's son could go, his own son could not go? He had to agree. Anyway, beating Zhao Mu was enough to offend King Zhao, and it would be no longer possible.

So Shu Qi took the first task after becoming a black-clad guard, which was to accompany Chang'an Jun to Ma Fujun's house, and then set off together in Linzi in early March.

"From the future, Shu Qi will be the personal guard beside Chang'an Jun. Even if you do something big or small, just use it."

Lao Chulong said this, but Mingyue couldn't really regard Shu Qi as a follower. She was still polite and asked him to sit in the same car as him. However, Shu Qi was self-aware and said, "I am the right person of the car, how dare I sit with the young master?" He insisted on standing by pressing the sword.

Mingyue had to follow him. There was a word on the road. He had been a civil servant at the grassroots level for three years in his previous life. He had no other skills, so it was not difficult to be familiar with others. As soon as the carriage entered the suburbs of Handan, Shu Qi, who was born as a child of Zhao, no longer had sex, but began to relax and talk to Mingyue.

As the capital of Zhao State, Handan envelops Zhang, Fu and relies on Taihang. It is a thoroughfare between east, west, south and north, and the roads are well connected. However, this national-level Tu Road in the Warring States Period was similar to the rural dirt roads in later generations, with uneven concave and uneven.

In addition, the two-wheeled four-horse carriage they were riding in, no matter how gorgeous the decoration was, it could not be changed. It was still a relatively primitive single-shaft carriage. The four horses were tied to separate shafts with complex structures, and then pulled the vehicle forward together. This required the driver to have more complex driving skills and control each horse.

At present, the driver in front of Mingyue has tried his best, and there is a shock absorption system called "Futu" under the carriage, but its effect is limited. After walking twenty miles, even if there are thick pads on sitting down, Mingyue's waist will be broken...

Mingyue, who was used to the comfortable back seat of the asphalt road in later generations, couldn't help but complain secretly. She was so tired after only a few dozen miles. When she went to Linzi in March, she would have to walk hundreds of miles, so she wouldn't have to part ways? This is indeed a chore.

Mingyue has begun to put herself in her shoes. Should she find some craftsmen to transform this single-axle carriage and become a more stable double-axle carriage that is common in rural areas in later generations?

However, what surprised him was that Shu Qi was still standing straight in this bumpy carriage, like a erect sword. Is he already used to the single-shaft carriage? Or is it because he has extraordinary skills?

He glanced at Shu Qi's hands that did not let go of the hilt while chatting. It was full of calluses, which was moving. I heard that during the trial training of the black-clothed guard yesterday, he relied on these hands and a wooden sword to make an experienced black-clothed man with only parry.

Unintentionally planting willows and willows, perhaps Empress Dowager Zhao really found a good helper with high martial arts skills.

Mingyue asked him with a smile, "Dare you ask Shu Qi, how old are you starting to learn swords?"

...

"I was fighting to the body at the age of five, and started touching the sword at the age of eight."

There was a hint of bitterness in Shu Qi's smile. From what I remember, he was asked by his old father to learn literature and martial arts. After discovering that his son did not have the talent to learn literature, he specialized in martial arts and invited some famous teachers at home and abroad to teach him sword skills. Although he had developed a lot of skills at a young age, the days of spending time on the stars and moons were not easy.

Swords, the weapon of a gentleman, are the first of all soldiers in the Warring States Period. People in the Warring States Period had their own special customs in dressing, and one of the most obvious ones was the sword. "The Book of Rites: Tamamo" records that scholars "must wear swords". Swords and jade are popular all over the world as symbols of gentlemen.

This is even more true in Zhao State. Along the way, Mingyue saw many pedestrians next to the road. In addition to the common people who were too poor to afford swords, the noble children of fresh clothes and angry horses, scholars with single clothes and cloth shoes, and even merchants with literary clothes were wearing swords.

The sword is like a man's third leg. If you don't carry a sword, you are embarrassed to go out and say hello to others!

As many people play swords, while driving the sword-making industry, they have also spawned a group of swordsmen and swordsmen who are famous for their swordsmanship and gain fame and fortune.

"All the Zhao State, from the king to the common people, all have good swords as their lives. Therefore, many Han and Qi swordsmen gathered in Handan..."

According to Shu Qi, this trend was actually driven by Mingyue's "father" and King Huiwen of Zhao.

"At that time, the former kings loved swordsmanship, and fencing people flocked to their disciples as diners, with more than 3,000 people. They competed swordsman day and night in front of the former kings. There were more than a hundred swordsmen killed and injured every year. At the most, the prince invited Yangling Jun Zhuangxin of Chu to persuade the former king at a price of a thousand gold..."

If you think about it carefully, Mingyue also had some impression of this incident. During those years, the swordsmen who entered and left the Zhao Palace were indeed like crucian carp trees crossing the river. Fortunately, King Huiwen of Zhao mainly played swords from the palace north of Handan, while the empress dowager lived in Fengtai with her children, so she didn't have to see this crazy and bloody scene.

"And, this should be the content in "Zhuangzi. Talk about Sword", but the person Shu Qi said was not Zhuang Zhou, but Zhuang Xin?"

Mingyue secretly complained, and it seemed that the article that was very different from Zhuangzi's style was indeed a mess. Thinking about it, Zhuangzi's personality of treating princes as passers-by and fame and fortune as rotten rats would rather sit by the pond and watch the turtle and fish in a daze than come to Zhao State to take care of the bird affairs.

In addition, he didn't believe that his harsh and weak-hearted brother could do such a thing. It was probably the suggestion of the staff and confidants around the prince at that time. But in the end, this became a great political qualification for Zhao Wangdan. I just don't know who was able to convince the willful prince to do this?

Because he is also a good swordsman, Shu Qi was very fascinated when talking about that past: "When Zhuang Xin saw the former king, he said that his sword skills were ten steps per person and he would not stay thousands of miles away. But he also said that this was a small technique, a sword of common people. He had two sword skills to offer to the former king, namely the sword of the princes and the sword of the emperor!"

The commoner's sword is glaring and difficult to speak. When they hit each other, they cut their necks and necks on top and cut their livers and lungs on the bottom. This commoner's sword is no different from fighting cocks. Once their lives are exhausted, it will be of no use to state affairs.

The swords of the princes use wise and brave men as the sword edge, honest men as the sword thighs, virtuous men as the sword spine, loyal men as the sword trunks, and heroes as the sword clips. When this sword is swung, it seems as if there is no one around. The sky, sun, moon and stars are above, the earth is below the four seasons, and the public is in harmony with the people's opinions to calm the four directions. Once this sword is used, it is like the tremor of thunder, and all the people are in favor within the four seals!

As for the sword of the emperor, it is even more amazing. It should be the sword edge of Yan, Qi Lu as the sword thigh, Zhao Wei as the sword ridge, two weeks as the sword tan, Han Wei as the sword clip, and then use the barbarian Rong Di outside the Central Plains to wrap the sword, Bohai as the circumference, Changshan as the belt, and then use the law of punishment and moral education to control the sword, moving like yin and yang, holding it in spring and summer, and walking in autumn and winter. This sword runs through floating clouds and thick soil below. If it does not come out, it will be a relief for the world and the princes will submit!

"What a Yangling Jun, what a sword of the emperor!"

After Shu Qi finished speaking, Mingyue couldn't help but pat her knees and applauded. Zhuang Xin said that King Huiwen of Zhao was a prince, but preferred the swords of common people, and was inferior. So King Huiwen of Zhao changed his past, drove the swordsmen out of the palace, and began to focus on government affairs again.

Having said that, King Zhao no longer played with swords, but this martial spirit has spread. The good sword style of Zhao State has not diminished at all, but has become more and more intense.

"A good sword is better than a light martial arts sword." Mingyue said, but personally, he was not very interested in practicing swordsmanship, and he still recognized the swordsman swords that Zhuang Xin mentioned!

He couldn't help but think that King Huiwen of Zhao was also the ideal of becoming the sword of the princes, the emperor? It's a pity that this wise ruler who "has been suppressing the strong Qi for more than 30 years, but Qin cannot get what he wants" did not have a long life. What he left behind was a Zhao State, which seemed to be strong but was actually full of crisis...

"Since you have possessed your son's body, let me fulfill your unfulfilled wish for you... Learn the swords of the princes internally to strengthen the State of Zhao; practice the swords of the emperor externally to kill the powerful Qin!" Mingyue made up her mind so secretly.

Perhaps he rarely talks so much to his peers with higher status than him, especially when his father came back, saying that he would definitely be able to become a general and a prime minister in Zhao State in the future. Shu Qi was a little excited. After all, he was just a fifteen-year-old boy. When talking about his complimentary skills, he would naturally talk endlessly. The older child's showing off his skills was beyond words.

Mingyue also agreed with his preferences, and kept asking questions and leading him to speak.

"The sword of the princes and the emperor is learned by the kings and princes. A fool like me, just practices the sword of common people."

But then, the sword moves such as chopping, stabbing, tapping, tweeting, breaking, wiping, wiping, piercing, picking, lifting, twisting, sweeping, etc. in Shu Qi's mouth sounded like a fog in the clouds when Mingyue, who didn't understand martial arts.

At this moment, the carriage drove to a three-fork intersection. Shu Qi also stopped talking, stood up straight again, and pointed to the distance:

"Young Master, have you seen the purple mountain in the north? Ma Fujun's Tiandi family house is there!"
Chapter completed!