Re-select the life system

Chapter 53 17 Jinling City

The Jinling City of this era was the Nanjing of later generations. It seems that in the history of his own era, Lao Zhu relied on Jinling as his home base, and finally developed slowly and finally settled here.

(In the real Yuan Dynasty, Jinling was still called Jiqing, so don’t take it seriously!)
Qin He also thought about this. Why did Lao Zhu decide to make Jinling his capital?
His history is so poor that Qin He doesn't bother to use his skills to recall, anyway, these have nothing to do with him.

The current Jinling City is controlled by Zhang Shicheng. Zhang Shicheng started his business as a smuggler in salt.

Perhaps it was precisely because of this that Zhang Shicheng asked the various martial arts sects to hold a martial arts conference in Jinling, so that he could win over martial arts people and increase his own influence.

In fact, although there are many people studying martial arts in this era, not many actually join the major martial arts sects, especially many ordinary people who no longer know what martial arts is.

After all, the Yuan Dynasty banned martial arts for hundreds of years, and the real people have long forgotten that there is a group of martial arts sects in this world.

So the world is big, but the rivers and lakes are small. During the year of Qin He's rebirth, he didn't meet a few people who claimed to be martial artists on the road.

Arriving at the gate of Jinling City at this time, Qin He couldn't help but look forward to this martial arts conference when he saw people from all walks of life gathering with various weapons.

As soon as they arrived at the city gate, they heard the defenders arguing with an old bearded man holding a long sword.

"Martial arts people who do not have an invitation token are prohibited from bringing weapons into the city unless they put down their weapons and enter the city as ordinary people!"

"Our sect is the Flying Sword Sect at the foot of Mount Emei. If you tell us to put down our swords, what kind of sword sect is that? That's unreasonable. Call me your supervisor!"

Qin He looked in front of him, there was an old man with a white beard, two young girls of sixteen or seventeen, and a young man of thirteen or fourteen. This combination of four people, at first glance, was not a popular school. Feitian Jianzong is an insult to such a domineering name.

But the two girls look pretty good, one is in a white dress, the other is in a yellow dress, sweet and cute, each has its own merits, each of them is holding a one-meter-long sword, they are heroic and heroic, except for their small breasts, they are very youthful Vibrant feeling!

Qin He and the others unknowingly walked to the bottom of the city, and were about to enter the city when they were stopped by several city guards.

"Stop, please show your ID. Except for martial arts practitioners participating in the martial arts conference, ordinary people are not allowed to bring weapons into the city."

Qin He took a step forward.

"We are preparing to come to the martial arts conference!"

"Please show the invitation token!"

"What invitation token?" Qin He was a little confused. Does he need an invitation letter to participate in this martial arts conference?
Seeing the short-clothed and short-short outfits of Qin He and the others, the soldiers didn't put on a good face. During this time, all kinds of miscellaneous schools and factions, who didn't know where they heard the news of the martial arts conference, ran to Jinling City one after another. Come join in the fun.

For these people, there have been orders from above that all of them are prohibited from entering the city unless they lay down their weapons.

Seeing that Qin He and the others were a little dazed, the soldiers were also a little impatient and said honestly.

"If you want to enter the city, throw the weapon over there, and pay a penny to enter the city, and that's it!"

Qin He looked in the direction the soldiers were pointing at. At the corner of the city wall, there were already dozens of various knives, swords, forks and hammers. All kinds of weapons made Qin He frown.

Hu Dahai, who was on horseback behind him, gripped the iron gun he had specially made. He couldn't bear to leave the iron gun here.

Qin He seemed to have remembered something. He seemed to have a token. Just as he was thinking about the token, the white-bearded man next to him touched Qin He with his shoulder, and said gloatingly.

"Little brother, are you from that sect? Looking at your weird outfits, are you from the Miao border? In my early years, I traveled to dozens of villages in the Miao border and saw people dressed similarly to my little brother, but that was more than 30 years ago. I really miss my youth! I still remember there was a girl named Axiang, she said she was willing to wait for me... More than 30 years have passed, and the past makes me grow old!"

Qin He hastily took two steps back, away from this old man who was familiar with him, but still nervous.

Seeing Qin He's disgusted expression, a girl in yellow hurriedly stepped forward and cupped her hands.

"I'm sorry, this is my uncle. He has done some naughty things. I hope this little brother can forgive me!"

Qin He's eyes lit up. This girl's voice was also very nice, soft and waxy.

"It's okay, it's okay, girl, why did your sect send you two young girls and the old man, boy, out to walk the rivers and lakes, the rivers and lakes are dangerous, so be careful!"

"We are a small sect. The master is old and unable to walk, so he can only be led by his uncle. Of course we want to come out to witness this once-in-a-hundred-year martial arts competition, but we are required to put down our weapons and enter. City, then we would rather not know it, this is our ancestral sword! It must not be lost!"

The little girl raised the sword in her hand. It looked indeed simple and elegant.

Qin He rubbed his chin, and suddenly recalled last year, the scene where he met the woman who could slap someone to death for the last time, and suddenly remembered that the woman seemed to have indeed given him a token.

"Wait, token?"

Qin He quickly turned around and shouted to the little girl on the horse.

"Xiaoqiu, I remember that you used to take a piece of black thing and put it on a clay pot. Where did you throw that thing?"

Xiaoqiu sat upright from Hu Dahai's arms in a daze, touched his head, and thought for a while.

"Should be in the burlap sack, tossed with the clay pot."

Qin He hurriedly stepped forward to take out the sack of kitchen utensils from the sack, untied it, and took out everything, clay pots, frying pans, rice spoons, soup spoons, chopsticks..., Lin Lin always pulled out a lot of things and pushed them out.

Several members of the Feitian Sword Sect stared at the kitchen utensils on the ground in bewilderment, and even the inspecting soldiers watched Qin He bend over and turn over in bewilderment.

"Oh! Finally found it!"

Qin He happily dug out a black object from the inside, the outside was covered with a thick layer of black ash, and he couldn't see what it was at all.

Qin He quickly raised the black piece in his hand and shouted to several soldiers.

"I found the token, come on, I can always enter the city now!"

Several soldiers looked at this dark thing, but they all had dark faces and said nothing. Qin He looked at it again and apologized quickly.

"Sorry, I forgot, the height of this thing is just enough to support clay pots, so after using it a few times, there is some black dust on it, I will wipe it off for you."

Qin He looked around, looked at the black patch with a frown, and took out a piece of homemade underwear he had worn from the sack with some pity. He had wanted to change this underwear for a long time, and he would change it into new ones when he went to the city.

After wiping it with his underwear, the token that had been baked into a coppery color was finally exposed from the black block, and several writings on it were slowly revealed.

"Leader's Order"

Moreover, the pattern on the leader's token was very delicate at first glance. Qin He wiped it for a long time and finally wiped off all the black dust and handed the token to the soldier.

The soldier took a look at the token, and his face was shocked. Several soldiers also moved over to see the token, all of them showed surprise, and the leading soldier hurried forward, with a respectful and authentic expression.

"I was so offended just now. I wonder, little brother, where did you get this token?"

Qin He was a little surprised that the attitudes of the soldiers suddenly changed.

"What's the problem? This token was given to me by a woman last year. She said that after arriving in Jinling with this token, someone arranged for free board and lodging. I’m here in Jinling, wait a minute, what’s the name of that woman, let me think about it, she’s Yuan Ying?”

Upon hearing the name Yuan Ying, the expressions of several soldiers changed again. This time they looked more respectful, and they saluted quickly.

"I don't know what sect this little brother is from? Little brother can use this token to spend alcohol in any inn in Jinling City, and Prince Cheng's mansion will be responsible for all the expenses until the end of the martial arts conference!"

Hearing the soldier's words, Qin He's eyes lit up, and there is such a good thing, it seems that this trip was worth it.

Not only Qin He's eyes lit up, but also the Feitian Sword Sect's eyes lit up when they heard this, and they all looked this way together. The old man with the white beard had already moved and stood behind Qin He on his own initiative.

Qin He glanced at several people, smiled and said nothing, and raised his hand in salute.

"Let's go to Liu Xiaofei, head of the Liu Dao Sect. This token was indeed given to me by Yuan Ying. I saved Yuan Ying by accident last year. Maybe she gave me this token again."

Hearing the words Liu Daomen, the soldiers showed a dazed expression. Obviously they had never heard of this sect, but they also heard that Qin He had rescued Yuan Ying. They were also stunned. Fortunately, the leader was the first to react. , hurriedly said.

"Master Liu, please wait for a while before going down to report. The token in Master Liu's hand is the Grand Master Order. Except for the six major sects in the entire martial arts conference, the other sects do not have more than five yuan, so the above There is an order, if you encounter someone who enters the city with the Great Sect Leader's Order, you must go in and report, so please forgive me, Sect Leader Liu!"

So it was like this, Qin He waved his hand indifferently and said.

"It's okay, then go report! I'll wait here!"

"Thank you, Master Liu, for your understanding!"

After saying that, a soldier got on his horse and ran towards the city. Qinhe and others also parked their horses and donkeys aside, preparing to take a rest.

He didn't expect this clay pot to be so precious. If he knew it, he wouldn't have used it. He glanced at the little girl. The little girl had just heard these words, and her clever little head knew that he almost made a mistake, so he vomited. Sticking out his tongue, he showed Qin He an obedient and ingratiating expression, and Qin He smiled knowingly.

"Um... little brother, no, Master Liu, if I go to the Flying Sword Sect Chen Shibo next time, I want to discuss it with Master Liu!"

Qin He turned his head and saw behind him, the old man with white beard said to him embarrassedly with a flattering expression.

Qin He smiled and took the initiative to speak.

"Old Uncle Chen wants to enter the city in the name of my Liu Daomen, right? No problem, wait a minute, just enter the city with me."

The old man with the white beard was taken aback by Qin He's words, but he reacted in an instant, overjoyed, and cupped his hands at Qin He.

"Just now I didn't know Mount Tai. I didn't expect that head Liu has such a great reputation in the Jianghu. It can be compared with the six sects. I don't know where the head Liu's Liu Dao sect is? How many disciples are there? "

Qin He coughed in embarrassment, and said calmly and mysteriously.

"I, Liu Daomen, is just a small sect in the northwest. I seldom travel to the rivers and lakes. We follow the elite route and don't recruit disciples easily. This time, my senior brother and my sister are traveling in the rivers and lakes. I just want to travel around the mountains and rivers Fan, it’s just a little bit more knowledge of the world, passing by Jinling is purely on the way.”

The bearded old man looked up at Hu Dahai who was holding an iron gun behind Qin He. Although he was a little puzzled, shouldn't Liu Daomen use a knife?Why is your brother still using a gun?
But since Qin He agreed, these small problems are naturally not important, and the few people also talk about harmony, and Qin He also understands what kind of sect the Flying Sword Sect is.

The Feitian Sword Sect was originally a hundred-year-old school under Emei Mountain. It was established as early as a hundred years ago. Like the ancestors of Qinhe, it was affected by the Yuan Dynasty's ban on martial arts and lived in seclusion. It has only entered the world in recent years.

In fact, although the Feitian Sword Sect is only a small sect, it has never stopped passing on the inheritance for more than 100 years. Although it has not recruited external disciples, it has been passed down within the family, and it selects talents in the family who are suitable for practicing swordsmanship. But in this generation, with years of war, there are only a few children left in the family.

After all, Feitian Sword Sect is just a small sect, and Liu Dao Sect is a low-level martial arts sect. Let alone now, even a hundred years ago, it was not glorious.

If Qin He had not come to this world, the Liu Dao Clan would have been cut off long ago, and the last generation of leaders would have been hacked to death in the mountains for their righteousness, and would have turned into bones by now.

The person who went to report the letter came back soon, and with him, there was a large group of people from the rivers and lakes with swords. Among them, the leader was fair-skinned, handsome, dressed in fluttering white clothes, and a white horse. body, 90.00% of Jiu's eyes were attracted to him.

I saw his feet stirrup, and the whole person fell lightly from the horse's back to the ground.

What a handsome man in white clothes, Qin He felt sour in his heart.

The man in white stepped forward and cupped his hands at Qin He.

"Next to Zhang Wenguang, who is Head Liu?"

Qin He also saluted above.

"Next time!"

The man in white showed a gentle smile, and quickly bowed to salute, with a respectful and authentic tone.

"Furthermore, I would like to thank Master Liu for his rescue last year, allowing many martial arts practitioners to escape the slaughter of Yuan Ting Yinggou. Next, I would like to ask Master Liu to move to Chengwang Mansion, so that I can repay Master Liu for his rescue. kindness!"

Qin He looked at the overly enthusiastic man in white and suddenly became alert. Isn't this the same routine in martial arts novels?Arrange all the masters in a certain place, and then attack them all in one fell swoop.

Just when Qin He was about to reject the other party's kindness, he saw the man in white step forward and whisper in his ear with a flattering expression.

"The next aunt is Yuan Ying. After my father learned about this, he was very grateful for the kindness of the head of the Liu family, so he wanted to treat the head of the Liu well."

Only then did Qin He realize that this was the case, but he was still not used to living in other people's homes. It was too restrictive, so he quickly said.

"Brother Zhang, you don't need to call me head Liu, head Liu. There are only three of us in Liu Dao Sect. You and I are about the same age. You can just call me by my name. Last year, saving people was just a drop in the road. Next time, you can feel free. Feel free to stay in the hotel, don’t bother me!”

Seeing Qin He's attitude, Zhang Wangguang also guessed that Qin He had doubts in his heart, so he agreed to Qin He's request without forcing him, and then they went into the city together.

Several people from Feitian Sword Sect also followed behind Qin He, and they entered the city smoothly without being stopped.

After entering the city, Zhang Wenguang invited him again. After Qin He refused, he promised to find him if there was something to do with kind words. The other party also rode a white horse and left with his entourage.

After entering the bustling Jinling City, Qin He finally heaved a sigh of relief, and finally got to see this colorful world!
(End of this chapter)