Meng Qi found that he didn't know enough about ink carp, and he wanted to go to Zhushan County to see it more and more.
What kind of place is Qimao Mountain? What are the people there like? Will the formation of mountain spirits be affected by these factors? Or is it actually all the credit of the mysterious doctor Qin Lu
Meng Qi thought about it a lot, which made him look like he was wandering in the sky.
A person with a detached temperament, his expression is indifferent, and his eyes seem to be fixed on the nine heavens. The feet did not touch the ground, and there was no dust on the hem of the robe, as if it would become a fairy in the next second.
"Snapped."
Meng Qi casually glanced in the direction of the voice.
I saw an elderly woman dressed as a palace servant looking here in shock, the basket in her hand had fallen to the ground.
"Aunt Yu, what's wrong with you?" Someone asked loudly at the foot of the slope. They were only six or seven steps away from the woman. When these people climbed up, they only saw Meng Qi's back.
Everyone was taken aback. They almost thought it was a monster haunting, and they thought it was a dream. Otherwise, how could such a fairy character suddenly appear in this wilderness
There have always been not only troops stationed in the imperial tomb, but also prisoners who were dispatched.
Some of them are powerful nobles who have lost power and been convicted, some are clans who have made big mistakes, and even palace people from the previous and the current dynasty.
The clan of the Qi Dynasty is now very thin. Except for the emperor who is the prince, the Lu family has no clan treatment at all, but it is very suitable for being confined in the imperial tomb.
As for the palace servants, the situation is much more complicated.
After the fall of the Chu Dynasty, many people in Taijing were killed and injured. Coupled with the turmoil in various places, many palace people who could leave the palace when they were old had their homes and could not return. If you don't have the grade, you still want to stay in the palace, you need to be able to drill camp, otherwise you have to go to the most painful and tiring place.
The imperial mausoleum is not a good place to go. Some palace servants come with guilt and are said to have angered a certain concubine. Almost like a prisoner.
The salary can't be seen, and people can't go out.
Their lives are very hard. They have to work and clean on weekdays, and they have to cultivate and weave cloth for the expenses of the people on the imperial mausoleum.
The money allocated by the imperial court was used for building the mausoleum and repairing the ancestral temple. The rest of the money that could be swallowed was already withheld by the stewards of the imperial mausoleum. The rest could not starve to death, so they had to support themselves. indivual.
The people in the palace are okay, but the prisoners who have received the gift and do not have to be sent to the bitter cold or hot and humid places can't stand it at all. People who are pampered and pampered can't even drink hot water now. They often boil here for two or three years and die. .
In the imperial mausoleum, these gradually aging palace servants were gradually left.
There are palace servants of the Qi Dynasty, and there are palace servants of the Chu Dynasty. This palace maid surnamed Yu happened to be the latter.
Aunt Yu was stunned for a long time, her face was frighteningly white.
"... I heard that there are people from Taijing to offer sacrifices, and there were also people from the garrison looking for nobles from the capital just now. Could this be the person they are looking for?"
Everyone nodded, but Aunt Yu denied it: "Impossible."
Seeing everyone looking at her, Aunt Yu hurriedly said: "That person is wearing very ordinary clothes. Which noble person is not a brocade dress, a silk and satin?"
This also makes sense, but unfortunately the man walked so fast that he disappeared in a blink of an eye.
Aunt Yu squatted on the ground to pack up the baskets, she was uneasy and almost tripped several times.
Because everyone was talking about that extraordinary person, no one paid attention to Aunt Yu's abnormality.
They continued to walk forward with the baskets in their arms.
The palace buildings in the imperial mausoleum are obviously not suitable for them to live in. Even if they go in and clean, they have to change their clothes. As servants, the place where they live is a bit biased, and the location is just opposite to Lujiazhuang. One is to the west of the imperial mausoleum and the other is to the east.
As a result, after walking a few steps, there was a loud noise in front of him.
I saw smoke and dust flying, and there was a faint sound of anger.
The palace people were panic-stricken, not knowing what was going on.
Such a big movement naturally alerted the garrison near the imperial mausoleum, and in a short while, many soldiers rushed to this side.
This movement is not caused by Mo Li, nor is it Meng Qi.
After Meng Qi caught up with Mo Li, he took the opportunity to hide behind a tree, watched the terrifying fight in front of him, and asked suspiciously what happened to Mo Li, who was one step ahead.
"It seems that two Jianghu people came to the emperor's mausoleum somehow."
Mo Li thought about it for a while, and then added, "Half-knowing martial arts."
At this time, the sand and stones were flying around in front of me, and the people were almost invisible. The scene was staggering.
It sounds similar to Meng Qi's shot, but it's not. It's also an external release of internal force. Most of Meng Qi's internal energy is concentrated in the opponent's direction. She pinched Song Ya's neck, Song Ya knew it herself, but she tried her best to retreat, but she couldn't avoid it.
A deep mark was left on the ground, and the earth and rocks fell away in the path.
The two people in front of them couldn't tell whether they were fighting or destroying the landscape and destroying the buildings near the imperial mausoleum.
The angry shouts came one after the other, and the battle was evenly matched, and the internal energy leaked out in a fan shape. Often, before the two of them could hit each other's tricks, they beat the surrounding area.
I think when Meng Qi and Mo Li fought with all their might, the courtyard was destroyed because of the aftermath of the collision of their internal forces, and because the stone could not hold up Meng Qi's sword power, and it broke neatly, or shattered directly. into fine particles.
Mo Li said that these two were half-assed, precisely because they were very strong, and eight points were wasted.
The stone remained intact and was rolled everywhere, and at the same time, sand was flying all over the sky, so fascinated that people couldn't open their eyes.
"...Actually, it's better not to provoke such martial arts 'masters'." Meng Qi hugged his arms and said sincerely, "If you fight with them, you will lose money if you lose money."
A true master can control and release his internal energy.
They can not damage the surrounding objects or hurt others. For example, they met Ning Changyuan outside Qiuling County. Even if they fought each other, nothing happened. They also stopped the falling rocks in time and saved many people on the mountain road.
Speaking of losing money, Mo Li looked at the house over there, and there was no one in it.
"Where is this place, and why is there an empty house?"
"It may be the servants in the imperial mausoleum." Meng Qi said without thinking.
After he finished speaking, he was slightly taken aback. When he was a national teacher, he never went to the imperial mausoleum of the Chu Dynasty. How could he know so much about the layout of the imperial mausoleum? Is it-
Meng Qi's expression sank, and he said from the bottom of his heart that he didn't like people who were digging in the mountains.
But the imperial mausoleums of the past dynasties on the Yunshan Mountains in Taijing are not many at all.
If all the feng shui treasures were not occupied, the emperors of later generations might continue to build mausoleums in Taijing.
"Your breath is messed up." Mo Li reminded him that if Meng Qi was wrong, he would act immediately.
Meng Qi took a deep breath, shook his head and said, "I'm fine."
The people who were fighting over there seemed to be tired too, and their movements were much smaller, and they could gradually see the people inside.
They were all old men with wrinkled faces, full of energy. When they saw the garrison of the imperial mausoleum coming, instead of retreating, they laughed.
"Jinjian Niubi, do you dare to compete with me here."
"Joke, the mere Chunshan faction, am I still afraid?"
The appearance of the two old men is not clear, because they are covered in dirt, and their beards and hair have turned yellow.
But in front of the court officials, throwing out the name so recklessly, is not afraid that the sect will encounter trouble in the future? Maybe he originally wanted to pit the other party, but he was also dragged into the water.
The old man with the sword waved his sword and fought again, scolding in his mouth: "The three friends of Suihan are so famous in the rivers and lakes, how good I should be, but when I went down the mountain, I heard that Songya, the most powerful of your faction. The elder died inexplicably outside?"
Another person was furious and sarcastically said: "Golden sword and ox nose, look at what your family looks like before you speak! How did I hear that Luo Bin, your descendant of the lay family and also your proud disciple, met the holy lotus altar in Pingzhou, You were also deprived of martial arts?"
They exposed each other's shortcomings and gnashed their teeth, but Mo Li suddenly said beside him: "No wonder I think the name Luo Bin is a bit familiar. It turned out to be the Qingcheng School 'Knight' who met in Qinghu Town."
Crying to take revenge for the merchants in Qinghu Town who died in vain, he rushed into the town with people, but was caught by the incense master of the holy lotus altar.
"Qingcheng School, Chunshan School... What a coincidence." Mo Li said to himself.
Meng Qi raised his eyebrows and smiled casually: "It's not a coincidence, but the rumors of Emperor Li's mausoleum spread more and more widely, and more and more people in Jianghu were disturbed. That's why we met here."
Mo Li nodded. He raised his eyes and found a vague figure in the distance, as if people from the rivers and lakes were watching the fun.
Some Jianghu people avoid officers and soldiers, while others simply ignore them because of their high martial arts skills.
The camp around the imperial mausoleum was a mess, Meng Qi's heart moved, and he lifted his palm lightly and grabbed to a fence.
I saw the wooden strips that were deeply nailed into the soil flew out together with the earth and stones, the fences were brushed down in a row, and the camp of the imperial mausoleum garrison was also implicated. The house shook, and the tiles fell one after another.
"Brother Meng?"
"Give a life to those who want to leave." Meng Qi looked at the dusty surroundings and was very satisfied.
Controlled just right, the smoke can also cover the trail of people.
Mo Li's eyesight was extraordinary, and he vaguely saw a few people running to the place quickly, and disappeared without a trace.
"This is?"
"The servants in the imperial mausoleum basically did not commit a crime directly. They were either guilty or old palace servants." Meng Qi explained.
Mo Li looked in the direction they came from, and found that there were more people huddled there and afraid to move.
"They won't go?"
"Some people want to leave, some don't. If you don't have relatives, or your hometown is far away, there is no household registration, and there is no way to guide, even if you escape successfully, it will be difficult to live."
Meng Qi took out the bamboo hat and put it on his head, then said to Mo Li, "Doctor, let's come here."
With the light effort of the two of them, it was easy to infiltrate the crowd of people watching the fun.
"Sect Master Ying of the Spring Mountain Sect has gained a lot of internal strength, how can he destroy the fence like this at such a distance?" The onlookers were chatting enthusiastically, completely unaware that Sect Master Ying looked at the piece in shock. area.
It's not his hands, nor the old way of Jinjian.
Sect Master Ying and Jin Jian Laodao looked at each other, thinking that there was a master lurking on the side, and they could no longer fight.
So the two sides made a false move, lost two harsh words, and left in anguish.
The onlookers all sighed with regret, such a fight is impossible to find, as for the imperial mausoleum? Joke, what happened to the imperial mausoleum? The imperial mausoleum of the Qi Dynasty is still empty, the founding emperor is not dead, and besides, who in the world does not know that this emperor is a usurper, what does it matter
Mo Li and Meng Qi followed in the crowd that left one after another, when someone suddenly approached Mo Li.
"Dude, what do you think of the death of the elder Songya sent by Spring Mountain?"
"... I just learned the news." Meng Qi took the lead in taking over.
The man's eyes lit up, thinking that this man looks extraordinary, and he must not be an ordinary person.
Strange, why didn't he notice it just now
"Wan'er, who hasn't consulted the two brothers, has a nickname called Zhenshanhu in his ancestral home Taijing."
Wan'er is the nickname of the rivers and lakes, and it is a cut.
Where did the mori get its nickname
Even Meng Qi didn't have such a thing. Mo Li thought that Meng Qi was going to make it up, but who would have thought that he would simply push the problem aside.
"Where and where, the two of me are unknown, and they all coincide with this meeting."
Seeing them dressed up, the Zhenshanhu thought that they were sectarian disciples who concealed their identities, and wanted to inquire about some news from Meng Qi.
"The Qingcheng faction has declined in recent years, and the apprentices of Jinjian Laodao are more unlucky than each other." Zhen Shanhu simply turned to Meng Qi and said incessantly, "It was originally a great faction, but it turned out to be bad luck. The eldest apprentice died suddenly. When the second apprentice was walking on the rivers and lakes, he ran into the elder Songya of the Chunshan faction. It is said that he is also the grand-nephew of the layman of Jinjian Laodao."
"Can a grand-nephew be accepted as an apprentice?" Mo Li couldn't help but ask, doesn't the world value seniority very much
Zhen Shanhu waved his hand and said, "Why not, the head of the Tianshan Sect and his eldest apprentice are still brothers!"
"… "
Mo Li has a more intuitive understanding of Jianghu people's informality.
Speaking of the Tianshan faction, the person who lost the sword of love two hundred years ago in Qingjiang seems to be the head of the Tianshan faction.
"In the old days of Jinjian, it could be considered as inferior to inferior. As a result, his three apprentices went home during the Chinese New Year. Guess what, he is from Qiuling County, Pingzhou, and the dragon over there turned over and listened. Did you say it?"
Mo Li and Meng Qi looked at each other and nodded.
"It's good to know!" Zhen Shanhu slapped his thigh and said with emotion, "The third apprentice of Jinjian Laodao died like this, and his young apprentice Luo Bin, originally came to Pingzhou with the third apprentice, and I heard that the holy lotus altar For the evil side, go to the chivalrous and fight for righteousness, but the result is a big somersault, and the martial arts are useless! You say it's not bad luck? The position of the master of the old way of Jinjian, I am afraid that it will not be passed on to the apprentices, so it can only be given to the same disciples and juniors. I'm going to be pissed."
Meng Qi said thoughtfully: "The Qingcheng faction is far away in Yizhou, and the Taoist Jinjian came so quickly, presumably not for the treasures of Emperor Li's Mausoleum, but for the disciples?"
"No!"
Zhen Shanhu looked left and right, then lowered his voice and said, "Elder Songya's death, it is said that the state teacher of the previous dynasty was also involved. Some people say that the number one master in the world thirty years ago was not the mysterious doctor Qin Lu at all, but The Meng Guoshi hidden in the imperial court!"
Ink carp: "… "
Seeing Mo Li's complicated expression, Meng Qi said decisively, "It's completely nonsense! The martial arts of Qin's divine doctor is so high that we all have seen it. Where did the national teacher of the Chu Dynasty come out of? Never heard of it. !"
"That's right!" Zhenshanhu looked happy, "It's true that heroes see the same thing!"
"… "
To be honest, based on the nickname of Jianghu, Shanling/Longmai doesn't want to see the same thing as you.
Meng Qi coughed dryly, tried to change the topic, and released some rumors by the way. He said solemnly: "There is something strange about the treasures of Emperor Li's Mausoleum. Zangfengguan knows about this, why not quietly excavate it and spread it to the world."
"Come on!" Zhen Shanhu was even more happy, he whispered, "The ancestor of Qingwu is also the number one master in the world, and now there are rumors in the rivers and lakes that a Chu Dynasty national teacher is the number one master in the world, maybe someone is with Tibetan. It's hard to pass by! There's a lot of articles in here!"
"The treasure is fake, and the conspiracy is real." Meng Qi simply put the blame on Qingwu ancestor's head.
"Listening to what Xiongtai has to say is really rewarding." Zhen Shanhu said politely, but his eyes were always on Mo Li.
Meng Qi was slightly unhappy, so he shied away and said, "The matter is not finalized, we need to look at it again, and I will leave now."
Zhenshanhu didn't bother, but he actually cupped his hands and took out a famous post.
"To tell the truth, I am a member of Fengxing Pavilion. If you want to inquire about news or find someone, you can go to Taijing Peony Square. If you hold this famous post, you can reduce the fee. In fact, it is the same as Xiongtai. Don't give up your name post."
With a smile, he turned and walked away.
"...I think he has already seen my identity, the mysterious doctor who conflicted with Young Master Jinfeng and later cured many chronic illnesses of Jianghu people." Mo Li said tangled.
Because of the close smell, both of them had a little medicinal smell.
"Doctor don't need to worry, the smell of medicine may be an injury to the body." Meng Qi took the post and said with relief, "He is just suspicious and is looking for someone who knows the treasure of Emperor Li's Mausoleum, the death of Elder Songya, and the identity of the mysterious doctor in the crowd. People. When it comes to inquiring about news, they are all juniors."
"Then why did he give the famous post?" Mo Li asked, he couldn't really think that the conversation just now was speculative!
"Think I'm not ordinary, and then... do business by the way?"
Meng Qi naturally finished blowing himself up, threw the post to Mo Li, and said solemnly, "Furthermore, he saw the extraordinary things of the doctor at a glance in the crowd, and his eyesight is good, which is worthy of praise."
Ink carp: "… "
Although he has been complimented countless times by the patient, this is the only one in front of him. The way he brags makes him feel uncomfortable. Before, he wanted to hold a knife, but now he wants to hold a bamboo cup to detain a mouse.
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