The onlookers on the street flew away and saw a team of Turkic knights. The leader was of medium size, burly and strong, wearing a Han brocade robe, a big beard, black hair and braided, and his eyes were full of arrogance. It was the Turi Khan I saw last month.

This month he has been living in Taichang Temple to study the six rituals of Han people's wedding system and has begun to implement it. It is about to reach the final stage of celebrating, and he is waiting for the last moment to arrive.

Although Tuli Khan was a Turkic person, he yearned for Central Plains culture and especially liked the Chinese porcelain and jade. Since it was rare to come to the Central Plains, of course he could not go back empty-handed, so he rushed to the city before getting married. Can you buy any exquisite things and bring them back to the grassland in the future.

Pedestrians on the street flew away, and Manager Wu hurriedly pulled Yuan Qing to the side. He was afraid that Yuan Qing would run away, and Tuli Khan would be treated well by the Sui Dynasty. He was proud and looked down upon, but the bright skin of the golden leopard made his eyes lit up.

The Hu people liked beasts, which was nature. He immediately turned over and dismounted and walked towards Yuan Qing with great strides. His aura was majestic. Now, Manager Wu was also scared and let go of Yuan Qing's wrist and slipped away quietly.

Yuan Qing looked at the Turkic Khan. He liked to observe a person from the perspective of martial arts practice. This Turkic Khan had no foundation building, his steps were empty and not steady. He was just that the physique of the nomadic people was slightly stronger than that of the farming people. Moreover, the Turkic people belonged to the Central Asian race, with blue eyes and wide faces, and generally had a strong body. This Turkic Khan had wide shoulders and thick backs, and his arms were very strong. He was born with divine power. Although he did not build a foundation, he was also a fierce general immediately.

"Child, who belongs to this leopard?"

Although Yuan Qing was nearly five feet and five feet tall (about one meter six), he looked like a twelve-year-old boy. Although he was mentally mature and had a little thought of being over twenty years old in his previous life, he was only eight years old after all, and he was still a child in appearance. So Tuli Khan did not believe that this leopard was hunted by Yuan Qing.

Yuan Qing put the leopard behind him and said proudly: "This is a leopard, I am hunting!"

Tuli Khan's eyes fell on the longbow on Yuan Qing's back. He was also good at using the bow. He could see at a glance that it was a top-notch bow, at least an eight-dou bow. He was surprised in his eyes, and he looked at Yuan Qing again and suddenly punched him on the shoulder.

He wanted to test Yuan Qing's power. Although Tuli Khan's fist was fast and sharp, he was still far from being as fast as Yuan Qing's practice of knife under the water for three years. Yuan Qing raised his hand and sealed his fist. He pushed hard. Tuli Khan was unable to stand steadily, kicking! kicking! kicking! kicking! Going back five or six steps, his face suddenly turned red.

The onlookers were scared, and no one dared to applaud. The Turks have always been cruel. This Hu Chief was also a Hu Chief. The young man was afraid of suffering. Everyone hid away, fearing that they would cause trouble. In a moment, there was no one left on the street, and the surroundings became empty, with only Yuan Qing and a leopard standing in the middle of the road.

Tuli Khan's subordinates roared, and four or five people rushed up, but Tuli Khan waved his hand to stop them. He glanced at Yuan Qing with a complicated expression, turned around and ordered in Turkic words, and a large Turkic man threw a knife over.

The knife is a blunt knife, without a blade. This is a compromise plan that the Turks respected the Sui Dynasty and were not allowed to bring a knife when they entered the palace. However, they were unwilling to lose the traditional way to enter the palace with a blunt knife.

The knife was thrown at Yuan Qing's feet, and Tuli Khan took five steps back, slowly pulled out his knife, staring at Yuan Qing, "Come on! Let's compete one-on-one."

Yuan Qing is a twelve-year-old boy. His physiological age is eight years old, but his psychological age is twenty-five. Countless historical experiences tell him that in order to win the respect of the Hu people in the grassland, there is only one way to defeat them.

He picked up the foot, put the knife in his hand, and swung it again. The knife was thick and heavy, weighing eleven or two kilograms. Yuan Qing used a five kilogram knife in the water, but he used a twelve kilogram knife on the shore, which was just right.

Seeing that he was slight, the last hint of arrogance in his eyes disappeared. His eyes became solemn. His wrists shook and a sword flower danced. He also used a blunt knife, but a horizontal knife weighed ten pounds.

Tuli Khan liked Central Plains culture since childhood. He had learned the sword skills of the Han people and was taught by famous teachers. Although he was surprised that Yuan Qing used heavy swords, his noble identity and the fighting nature of the Hu people made him ignited his ambition. He bowed to Yuan Qing, "Let's start!"

He slashed Yuan Qing with a "swoosh!" and saw a ray of light passing by. The tip of the knife slashed against Yuan Qing's chest like lightning. However, Yuan Qing twisted his waist and flashed across the side, and slashed at him casually. He used the first method of chopping leopards at noon: "Splitting the Mountain". The sword was heavy and he slashed Huashan. However, he deliberately slowed down and showed mercy to his subordinates. Tuli Khan was still almost suffocated by this Linglie sword force.

He was shocked. Relying on his flexible reaction, he suddenly retreated back and avoided the sword force. Before he could stand firm, Yuan Qing's second sword came to his waist. This was the fifth of the thirteen sword techniques, called "Zhanjiang", which means cutting off the retreat path when the opponent moves.

Zhang Xutuo's thirteen sword techniques are all independent and can be combined at will, which can produce infinite changes and there are no fixed routines. They are generally accumulated based on practical experience or performed on the spot.

Yuan Qing performed on the spot. He was talented and reacted very quickly. He found that Tuli Khan's weakness was that his lower plate was unstable, so he used the fifth move casually, and cooperated extremely smoothly.

At this moment, Tuli Khan had no choice but to use a horizontal knife to pick up Kaiyuanqing's heavy knife. Unexpectedly, he felt that the other party's knife was like water, and it actually slipped past his horizontal knife. The knife was so fast that he was hit by the knife.

Tuli Khan was stunned. His swordsmanship was rampant on the grassland and he had never been defeated, but today this young man had only used two swords to clean him up.

He felt a deep frustration, but he also felt a little admiration for Yuan Qingsheng, so he bowed and asked him, "Who is your master?"

He didn't care who Yuan Qing was, he cared more about who Yuan Qing was. Yuan Qing didn't hide it and replied to him: "Zhang Xutuo, have you heard of it?"

Tuli Khan was moved and said in a lost voice: "Your master is actually Zhang Xutuo?"

He once heard from his father that there were two extremely brave generals of swords in the Sui Dynasty army, known as the two swords of the north and south, one was called Yu Juluo and the other was called Zhang Xutuo. They were both famous generals in the world. It turned out that this young man was Zhang Xutuo's disciple. No wonder he could beat leopards, no wonder his sword skills were powerful.

The Turks have a characteristic, which is that they respect the strong. After being defeated by their opponents, although they do not admit defeat, they will respect the other party and treat them with a true grassland equality.

He bowed his fists and said, "Young man, you won!"

Yuan Qing returned the knife to him, smiled slightly, and handed him a bunch of pheasant feathers, "You are a distinguished guest of the Sui Dynasty. I was rude just now, I gave this to you."

Tuli Khan did not laugh at all. He took the bright feathers with his serious expression, but took off his short golden knife inlaid with gems and handed it to Yuan Qing, "Please accept it! This is my wish."

Yuan Qing was stunned. He didn't expect that this Tuli Khan was so generous and gave him such a valuable thing. He shook his head repeatedly, "No! No! I can't accept such a valuable thing."

"It may be valuable in the eyes of you Han people, but in the eyes of Turks, only cattle, sheep and friends are the most valuable. I respect you as a hero, so why bother with politeness?"

Yuan Qing took the short knife and felt something was wrong. The short knife weighed at least three kilograms and was made of gold. He heard from Master Yang that selling one kilogram of gold to a di shop is worth a hundred yuan, and how much does a three kilogram of gold cost? Not to mention the gems on it, this is definitely not something you can accept with a generous smile.

Moreover, the Turks were not so generous. They were just as fond of money as their lives. He always felt that something seemed to be hidden behind the sword given by the Turkic Khan?

Yuan Qing thought about it and pointed to the golden leopard, "I'll give you this leopard."

Tuli Khan raised his head and laughed. He patted Yuan Qing on the shoulder and said, "You give me a colorful feather and I return the golden knife. This is a gift for Turkic friendship. There is no distinction between high and low. I don't want your leopard. We will meet again if we are destined in the future."

He bowed to Yuan Qing with Turkic etiquette, turned over and said, "Let's go!"

The Turkic knights surrounded him and continued to move forward. Yuan Qing looked at them and felt very uneasy. Even if the Turks like to make friends, at least they could only make friends with their names. Where can they give them a golden knife without asking for their names?

"Is it...?"

Yuan Qing remembered that when the Turkic Khan heard the name Zhang Xutuo just now, his face showed shock. Could it be that he was the master Zhang Xutuo?

Yuan Qing thought about it and found it funny. What if Zhang Xutuo was just a master who he made up on his own casually? He trusted himself so easily? The Turkic people's thoughts are hard to figure out.

As his clothes tightened, he felt someone pulling him. When he turned around, it was the shopkeeper Wu who had just now. Shopkeeper Wu stared at Yuan Qing's golden knife in his hand, with a look of greed in his eyes. He was an expert in identifying goods. This golden knife itself weighed at least three kilograms, and the scabbard and the hundreds of gems inlaid on the hilt were precious, especially the water sapphire on the hilt was even rare. This golden knife was worth at least five hundred gold.

"You sell this knife to me, I will give you a hundred taels of gold!"

Yuan Qing pushed him into a fight, "Get out!"

He put the golden sword in his arms, resisted the leopard and left. Manager Wu also knew that he would not sell the golden sword. It was the Turkic Khan's thing. Although he was greedy, he did not dare to buy it, but he wanted Yuan Qing's leopard.

"Young man, sell me the leopard! I'll give you six hundred yuan to hang money."

The price is good, Yuan Qing thought for a while and said, "Six hundred and fifty, I'll sell it to you!"

Although the 650-year-old has exceeded the market price, the leopard bone is also valuable, and there is also the sucker of He Ruobi who is willing to pay ten taels of gold, so he can make a profit. Manager Wu nodded and agreed, "Okay, we'll make a deal!"

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