Xie Yun's face was ugly, he moved his numb half body without saying a word, and it took a while before he regained some consciousness. The moment he just stood up and fell back, the back of his hand just hit the corner of the table, a purplish red like a corpse spot, but he didn't feel any pain at all.
When he was able to hold the table and stand firm, Xie Yun shook his head "tsk", flicked his sleeves, and said calmly, "Master, what are you asking me about? I naturally want to rub one more day. , and let me boil first, you can see when I'm going to die, and then pour the third herb into me."
Tong Ming looked at his face and said, "An Zhi, you really..."
Xie Yun tilted his head and said, "Huh?"
"No resentment?"
Xie Yun accidentally knocked over the pen and ink when he fell down, and the wooden table was covered with ink marks. He picked up the silk cloth and wiped it carefully, while replying: "Yes, but who has no resentment? Since you have me, everyone has it. , there is nothing unusual about it, what does it do?"
Tong Ming walked into his study and felt that there was a Xie Yun in this room, as if there was an iceberg to cool off the summer heat. There were two climates inside and outside the door. The old monk sighed worriedly: "You are a phoenix after all. grandson."
"Amitabha," Xie Yun begged for mercy, "Master, you are full of common sayings. Which evil Buddha's fabricated scriptures are you reciting?"
He paused for a while, then remembered something, smiled and said, "Master, I have always found this matter very interesting, we all know that the rise of dynasties and dynasties is nothing but success and failure, and the so-called 'orthodox' is only used to coax People, so that they can be obedient, but tell lies ten thousand times, and sometimes we know it is unreasonable, but we are still subtly influenced by it... It's a bit like a shrine worshipped in a temple."
Tongming: "Huh?"
Xie Yun said with a smile: "It's just a mere clay figurine. People have finished pinching their own worship. The incense has been lit for a long time, and they really have a sense of awe."
"Besides Liuhe, the sage doesn't say anything, don't talk nonsense." Tongming interrupted him, rolled up his sleeves to help him clean up the messy manuscripts on the table, and saw that the handwriting on the rolled out paper was clear and neat, but it was not Xie Yun's habitual use. That kind of romantic and affectionate typeface, if you look closely, the transitions of the strokes appear a little stiff. Occasionally, there is a stroke that cannot be controlled well, and there will be a few more incongruous strokes. I think his wrist is getting stiffer day by day. It is difficult to even hold a pen.
But although the writing is rigid, the content is quite leisurely, and it is actually a strange story.
This person can't even hold the pen stably, and he's still talking nonsense!
Tongming asked, "What did you write?"
"Xianwen." Xie Yun said, "It's about a bone that came back to life, but when I got up, I found that I wasn't lying in the pre-built mausoleum. Tomb. I'm going to give it a name, it's called "The Legend of the White Bone", how about it?"
Master Tongming heard the synopsis of his absurd new work, and did not rashly comment, but roughly flipped through this "masterpiece".
If "The Voice of Jackdaw" still has some shadow of personnel, then this "Bone Bone Biography" is a complete nonsense. If it wasn't for Tong Ming to see him just now, his speech was orderly, and he would probably suspect that Xie Yun was confused. Write gibberish on paper.
"Uncle Lin helped me to transcribe a copy," Xie Yun said, "in a few days, I will send it to Mrs. Nishang's feather coat class. Don't look at the chaos in the world right now, but I watch the sky at night, and I feel that the unification of the north and the south is probably in the It's been in the past two years. In a peaceful and prosperous world, people always prefer bizarre words, and I am not bizarre? Maybe it will be another "Lie Hate Building" that turns out."
Master Tongming didn't answer, quietly finished the nonsense, and said, "A Fei once went to Lord Liang's tomb to find the "Hundred Poison Classic" for me. When she went, she found that Lord Liang's tomb had been destroyed We didn't tell you the details. So you already know, did A Fei write to you?"
Xie Yun smiled and held up a bowl of hot tea, noncommittal. The steaming hot water cooled down in his hands in a blink of an eye, and small droplets of water condensed on the outer wall.
Tong Ming re-folded the stack of manuscripts and asked, "Why did the bones come back to life?"
Xie Yun said: "It may be because it is immortal."
Tongming sat down and slowly circled the beads in his hand: "I have lived overseas for a long time for my teacher, and the news is blocked, why don't you start from the beginning?"
Xie Yun put down the ice-cold teacup and lit a piece of Jiaoxiang again.
He tapped the corner of the table with his blue fingers, and after a while, he seemed to have found the topic and said, "Liang Shao was seriously ill that year, and he knew that his time was short, so he ordered people to suppress the news and write He sent me a secret letter, asking me to enter Shushan, and asking Mr. Gan Tang to come out."
Tong Ming nodded and said, "Yes, there is indeed such a thing."
Xie Yun lightly raised a long eyebrow and said slowly, "Although I went, I have always been suspicious about this matter, and I'm still worried about it."
Tongming: "What?"
Xie Yun said: "I was born later, and I don't know the grievances and grievances of the previous generation. I only know that Mr. Liang is a royalist through and through. Although Mr. Gan Tang was his proud disciple in his early years, he has already cut off his kindness and mutual affection. We don't see each other anymore, right? The emperor and Mr. Gan Tang are far from each other. It is clear at a glance, so I have always wondered why Liang Shao handed over his old forces in Jiangnan to Mr. Gan Tang instead of directly giving it to Mr. Gan Tang. Your Majesty—Uncle Liu entrusted the lonely prime minister in the old days because the empress 'couldn't support him', but now he is in his prime, he is very ambitious, and where does he need to entrust it to others?"
Tong Ming's two white eyebrows frowned slightly.
"This is the first weird thing," Xie Yun added, "Mr. Zhou is a talented man. After entering the dynasty, he was like a duck to water. He quickly grasped the situation in the north and the south in one hand. General Qing, with one piece of literature and one military force, seized several border cities in a row, killed Beidou, and shattered the myth of the Northern Army's invincibility. This battle is unprecedented and shocking. The only regret is that in the process, General Wu Fei and The hermit Qimen was exposed one after another, General Wu died for his country, and the Qimen fell apart."
"After General Wu's death, the orphans of the Wu family were hunted down by the Big Dipper Lucun. At that time, in Huarong City, all of us were at a loss. I, A Fei, and even went to Dongting to pick up the Wu family's forty-eight villages in person. I know why Qiu Tianji is chasing and killing these orphans and widows. These things seem to be nowhere to be found, but in fact, they are very meaningful after careful consideration."
Although Master Tongming loves to play the Zen machine, he is playing the Zen machine of "where is it coming from?". As a former relative of the royal family, he cannot understand the nine twists and eighteen bends of these current royal family members. I thought about it for a while, but found nothing, so I had to smile bitterly to Xie Yun: "Amitabha, it seems that the old man is at peace. It is really a wise move to be an old monk who can only recite sutras."
Xie Yun said sternly: "Master, let's not talk about Liu Commander's list for the time being, the 'sea and sky' in the rivers and lakes originated from the Central Plains Martial Arts, and over the years, the Central Plains Martial Arts has been calm, and no one has ever leaked the slightest bit. I honored my uncle’s last wish and pursued Haitian Yise for many years, even with Mrs. Nishang’s personal friendship, but I haven’t been able to get any clues from her—how did Beidou know about it?”
Master Tong Ming said: "It's easy to say that when the Qinglong Lord killed the swordsman Yin of Shanchuan, I am afraid that he heard the rumor that 'Haitian Yishe' is the secret treasure of martial arts, in order to obtain the scabbard of Shanchuan in the hands of the hero Yin."
"That's right," Xie Yun said, "this rumor is still there, and even Beidou believes it. Lu Cun wanted to take it alone, but the greedy wolf looked down on it. Jumen and Cao Ning used it as a bait to instigate the Mingfeng Tower in the Forty-eight Villages. Wenqu thought at that time. I found this thing to prolong Cao Zhongkun's life... But Master, the problem is, you said that Nandao and Shanchuanjian had martial arts secrets in their hands, which is reasonable, but what about General Wu Fei? How does it have something to do with the 'sea and sky' on the rivers and lakes? I never imagined this before Miss Wu was hunted down, but the strange thing is that Beidou knew about it."
Immediately afterwards, Xie Yun did not answer Master Ming, and said again: "I later thought, either General Wu himself accidentally leaked the secret of 'Hai Tian Yi Se' - but this is unlikely, he has been hiding in the Northern Dynasty for more than 20 years. , has always been cautious, 'Haitian Yishe' has never even confessed to his wife and children, how could he easily leak it to Beidou? So there is only another explanation, that is, there is another person behind this matter, this person also participated in Haitian The one-color covenant, and is very afraid of it."
Tong Ming said: "Fear, what do you say?"
"If there is one thing, I don't want others to know, but there are many participants, in addition to those who hold water ripples, there are also many assassins hiding in the dark to testify, although each of them has incomplete evidence, and some People are dead without evidence, but I still don’t know if there is any subtle connection between them. Once I start with one of them, it’s easy to startle, and things are likely to develop in the direction I don’t want. What should I do? Xie Yun said in a very soft voice, "I can't take risks, I can only mix the water and use a rumor that seems more reasonable and more popular to drive all parties to believe it. Some people even want to use this thing to seek other things... In this way, I have the opportunity to fish in troubled waters and use a knife to kill people, how about Master, does this method sound familiar?"
Tong Ming shook his head and said, "It's unbelievable. Listening to your words makes people shudder."
Xie Yun said: "Even this 'rumour' is ready-made, at least Zheng Luosheng, the master of Qinglong, has always believed in it."
The smell of Jiaoxiang is very strong, and after smelling it for a long time, even the nose becomes numb.
The master and the apprentice sat opposite each other, no one said a word for a long time, only the sound of the wooden Buddha beads colliding with each other in the hands of the same name could be heard.
I don't know how long it took before Tong Ming said, "An Zhi, have you ever thought about it, these are just guesses? Is it possible that it is because you have always been brooding about what Zhao Yuan did in those days, and you can't help but be extreme, thinking that everything is a Conspiracy, and every conspiracy must have his share? According to you, when Qinglong master killed Shanchuanjian, Beidou besieged Nandao, and Huobao master poisoned and framed old castle master, he must have planned it? Too... Zhao Yuan was just a child with a broken family back then."
"That's right." Xie Yun said, "If I guessed correctly, the person who started the game was not my uncle, but the one who made the covenant between the sea and the sky."
Tong Ming: "You said Liang Shao."
"Liang... father-in-law... kissing what? Kissing?"
The night was blurry, and the torches in the Qimen Valley were like torches. Li Sheng stuck his whole body on the wooden box that was taken out from the Qimen gate. The first board revealed some clues in the box, and found that it was full of thick letters.
The big trash surnamed Li didn't dare to touch other places for the time being. He worked hard for a long time on the small gap that was opened, and finally saw the three characters on an envelope.
Others were onlookers at first, but they all got bored and ran away after a while. Ying Hejun ran to the side to feed the snake, while Yang Jin and Wen Yu, who was ordered to come to send money, were surrounding Zhou Fei to "study" the swordsmanship. Wu Chuchu sat with pen and paper to watch the battle, listening to Li Yan's explanation. Write down like an enclave.
Zhou Fei held a wooden stick in her hand and carried the swords and swords of General Wen and Yang Jin. She passed between them sideways, and with a flick of her figure, she avoided the saber attacking from General Wen himself. Raising the knife to intercept, Zhou Fei moved from bottom to top to "break" and stabbed the back of his knife impartially. Yang Jin's long knife went astray and collided with Wen Yu's sword who was too late. The two were equally skilled. , At the same time a numb hand, each took two steps back.
"Stop fighting." Wen Yu gasped and retracted his sword, "The back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, I'm getting old. Thank you Miss Zhou for teaching me, if you come to me again to avenge the broken sword, I can't stand it anymore— What did Mr. Li just say? Mr. Liang personally opened it?"
Li Sheng turned the wooden box over to show him, and asked, "Who is this Duke Liang referring to? It can't be the old Liang Xiang, right?"
Wen Yu took the hand towel from the soldiers and wiped the sweat off his face, and replied, "It's not impossible, Mr. Liang made a lot of friends in his early years, and he had friendship with a lot of seniors, otherwise, where would the emperor find it when he went to the south? So many masters escorting? There is also the Great Medicine Valley, so far many things have been preserved in him."
As soon as these words came out, everyone looked over, and even Ying Hecong raised their heads.
Li Sheng couldn't help but ask, "And my grandfather too?"
"Well," Wen Yu sat down by the bonfire, "I have a very close relationship with the old village owner Li. It is said that Mr. Zhou was sent by the old village owner to study with Liang Gong."