Qilu·Jiu Chunjun of the Ten Famous Swords

Embrace the treasure and sigh at the Yue King, and the wind and rain roar to distinguish the yin and yang;

The mountains and rivers move strangely, and the spirit arrives, and the emperor of heaven is devastated by his co-workers.

Unparalleled in his generation, he is looking for Bole, and he has ambitions for thousands of years.

In the Spring and Autumn Period, on a sunny afternoon, after several years of hard work, he finally defeated the Yue King Gou Jian of the Wu Kingdom. He woke up after a sweet nap and felt very comfortable.

After drinking a pot of fine new Longjing tea, Gou Jian happily sent his men to find someone. This person is Xue Zhu.

Xue Zhu was from the Qin State and was traveling in the Yue State at this time.

Although Xue Zhu is young, he has already become famous all over the world and is known as the best master of swordsmanship in the world.

After a while, Xue Zhu, who was handsome and elegant, arrived.

After the guests and hosts exchanged polite greetings, they came to the spacious outdoor terrace with their entourage.

Gou Jian, the king of Yue, loved swords. This terrace is several feet high, with a relaxing momentum and abundant light. It is specially used to watch and appreciate swords.

After sitting down, Gou Jian glanced at Xue Zhu beside him. He thought that although this young man was young, he had experienced many swords. It would be difficult for him to detect ordinary swords, so he asked his subordinates to take them out as soon as he opened his mouth. Here came two swords that I was quite proud of: Haocao and Juque.

Unexpectedly, Xue Zhu looked at it casually and said casually: "Both swords have shortcomings. The brilliance is weak and the texture of the giant sword is thicker. They cannot be regarded as precious swords." ." After saying that, he yawned lazily in the warm sunshine.

Gou Jian was quite surprised and felt very humiliated. He thought for a while, gritted his teeth, and gave a few instructions in the ear of a personal attendant. After a while, the attendant led hundreds of armored warriors and escorted a sword to the audience.

Xue Zhu felt funny and asked, "What kind of sword did the king bring when he mobilized the army like this?"

Gou Jian was a little unhappy with Xue Zhu's attitude and spit it out angrily. Two words were added: "Pure Jun".

Hearing only a "crack", Xue Zhu fell down from his seat. The gold hairpin that tied his hair fell to the ground. His long hair was spread down. His face suddenly froze and dulled for a long time. Suddenly woke up.

I saw him tapping his toes, leaping down the steps, coming to the sword, bowing deeply, then arranging his clothes with a solemn expression, and took the sword from the waiter's hand. After carefully knocking it a few times and weighing it a few times, he slowly pulled the sword out of its sheath.

I saw a ball of brilliance blooming out, like a hibiscus emerging from the water, graceful and clear. The carvings on the sword hilt moved like stars, shining with deep light. The sunlight on the sword was integrated into one body, like clear water flowing over it. The pond is calm and soothing, while the sword blade is like a cliff standing thousands of feet high, sublime and majestic...

After a long time, Xue Zhucai asked in a trembling voice: "Is this Chunjun?!"< /p>

Gou Jian nodded and said: "Yes," and continued proudly: "Someone wants to exchange a thousand horses, three rich villages, and two big cities for this sword. Do you think it's okay?"

Xue Zhu said quickly: "It can't be changed."

Gou Jian frowned and asked: "Why? Please tell me the truth."

Xue Zhu said excitedly and loudly: "Because this sword is the only one made by heaven and man. To cast this sword, the Red Pansy Mountain broke out of tin for thousands of years, and the Ruoye River dried up for thousands of years. When the sword was forged, Thunder God struck the iron, Yu Niang poured water on it, the dragon held the furnace, and the Emperor of Heaven filled the furnace with charcoal. The sword master Ou Yezi worked hard with the gods for ten years before the sword was completed. , the gods have returned to heaven, Chijin Mountain is closed as before, the waves of the Ruoye River rise again, Ou Yezi also died of exhaustion, this sword has become a last song, what is the point of a mere horse city..."

Gou Jian He nodded frequently with satisfaction: "That makes sense. Since it is a priceless treasure, I will treasure it forever."

The story can be found in "Yue Jueshu".