In April of Xuanping, Meng Su of the Ling family led 50,000 cavalry from Ningzhou to attack southward like a broken bamboo, and captured Tongguan within a day. Echoing the banner of Guangnan Road, many people began to shift their attention.
The setting sun is like a wheel, reflecting the torrential Yellow River water more brightly red, and the shadows of the majestic mountains on three sides of Tongguan also take on magical colors. A bright rhododendron protrudes from the mountain wall, bathing in the afterglow of the setting sun. Among them, a ray of vitality was brought out.
Meng Su sat on the top of the city wall and looked at the bustling crowds in the small town below. In just half a month, the small town had returned to its former prosperity. There were still traces of thunder on the city wall, but the people below had already recovered their smiles. .
This is due to the Ling family's benevolence and generosity for so many years on Shaanxi Road. The large farms in Weinan, the mines in Lingbao, the farms and medicine mountains in Tongguan, wherever the Ling family is, roads are built for free, and schools are built for free, regardless of boys and girls. All girls are taught for free until they are fifteen years old. You can borrow seeds and farm tools on credit for spring plowing, and you can hire labor for autumn harvest. If you don't go on, the Ling family will not only give you a way to survive, but also sacrifice themselves to protect your life.
So as soon as his army arrived in Qinchuan, when they bypassed Chang'an City and came here, some local people took the initiative to lead the way when they saw the Ling family's banner, and even opened the small gate of Tongguan City. It is impossible to attack Tongguan and Jintuguan.
With Tongguan in hand, when He Li's army comes down, they can attack Chang'an City. In this way, the east of Guanzhong is in hand, forming an oppressive trend on the Central Plains.
Unconsciously, he held Nuanyu again and rubbed it lightly. Meng Su's eyes turned to the south again. He didn't know where she was now. After receiving the news that she had left Beijing safely last year, and then the Ling family captured Guangzhou. According to the news from the South Road, knowing that the Ling family had raised the banner, Meng Su changed his own banner, and before the snow melted, he left Du Ming to fight against the party. The Northwest Army and the Xiang soldiers came all the way, and now there are only 50,000 soldiers shrunk in Chang'an City.
Qing Yu, when I take down Chang'an, shouldn't you come too
The sky was twilight, and the morning light shone faintly on Shaoshi Mountain. The mist was lingering, as if it was real or unreal. The morning bell rang leisurely and echoed in the forest. The gate of Shaolin Temple was opened, and the little monk with a broom rubbed his eyes and came out. As he was about to sweep the floor outside the door, he heard a dignified and upright voice say: "Master, I am here on a three-year appointment with Master Kongwu, please inform me."
The little monk was taken aback, then raised his head, and saw two people standing on the big tree in front of the temple, holding the reins in their hands, with dew on their shoulders, they thought they had been waiting here for some time, and hurriedly saluted: "The two benefactors are polite, Kong Wu Master is still in seclusion, no outsiders are seen."
Those two people came out from under the big tree. In the early morning sunshine, the person in front of them was as beautiful as a heavenly man, but his face was as cold as jade, and his phoenix eyes were as cold as ice deposited.
The young man said indifferently: "Just ask the little master to tell Kong Wu that Ye Shiyepo of the Ling family came here at his appointment three years ago."
The battle at Wolong Peak three years ago was a pain that Shaolin dared not bring up. Kong Wu, who has always been responsible for supporting justice, actually helped the king and killed Yan San by mistake. Kong Wu retreated for three years because of this. Everyone in Shaolin Temple knew about it. .
However, after these three years of retreat, Kong Wu's strength has improved to a higher level, this boy is only sixteen or seventeen years old, how could he be his opponent? How dare you come to challenge
"Please wait a moment, the benefactor. I'm going to pass on the news." The little monk saluted again, dragged the broom, and ran inside. Anyway, it was considered that the suffering master had come to the door, and he was not a little monk sweeping the floor. able to cope.
Kong Wu has been in seclusion for three years, and his skills will probably improve even more. Even if Ye Shiyi has made great progress in martial arts now, he will not be his opponent. Ye Po silently looked at Ye Shiyi's back. Did he collect the body
Yan Qi died from an old injury three years ago. Without him, Yaoyue would not have happened. Ye Shiyi lowered his eyes to hide the blood in his eyes. After defeating King Cheng's army, Xiao Se and Han Ziqing After reaching a consensus, he would clean up the remnants of King Cheng and those Wuling barbarians, and he dispersed his men to chase Ling Qingyu. When he caught up with her in Xiangyang, he heard that Yan Qi was dead, and he felt a severe pain in his heart. Seeing her eyes again, My heart was broken.
Even if she didn't say anything to blame him, he still couldn't pass his test, so he came to Kong Wu for an appointment, even if he died, he still had to fight.
The mountain wind blew past, making the leaves of the big trees in front of the temple rustle, and the undulating sound of chanting scriptures came from the gate of the temple.
Ye Po was concentrating, thinking secretly about the move in the Mohist sword technique, when he saw Ye Shiyi looking sideways at the road up the mountain, and when he moved his ears, he heard the sound of horseshoes coming from the mountain road.
The two looked at each other, then took a few steps back and hid themselves under the shadow of the big tree.
More than a dozen horses ran up from the mountain path, one of them was in his forties and frowned very seriously, the next was a beautiful woman in red, and the men following behind all wore long swords hanging from their waists and wore uniform clothes. At first glance, it looks like a martial arts family.
In front of the door, the middle-aged man raised his voice and said: "Master Kongxuan, Luoyang Shuilianqing is here to see you."
A monk in a brown cassock came out of the door, glanced at them, and saluted: "Water benefactor, the abbot has said many times, I am a Buddhist in Shaolin, and I don't participate in secular affairs, so I still invite water benefactors." Let's go back."
"Master Mingxu, now that the pseudo-emperor in Bianjing has no way, and the people of the Great Zhou Dynasty are in dire straits, Shaolin has always taken it as its duty to uphold justice, how can it sit idly by? Duan'an County King has always thought of the people, and now he stands up for the people of the world, so Mingjun, isn't Shaolin willing to support you?" Shui Lianqing said loudly.
Ming Xu saluted again, and said: "Shaolin is a foreigner, and cannot interfere with worldly affairs. Don't need to say more, please leave quickly."
"My father came to invite you over and over again because of the good relationship with Shaolin for many years. If you are so ignorant of flattery, aren't you afraid that the county king will send troops to attack? Even if your Shaolin martial arts are world-class, you can't stop the county king's hundred thousand Let's go to the army!" The woman in red snorted coldly and said sharply.
"Xiang'er!" Shui Lian gave a loud drink, and then saluted Ming Xu: "My little girl has nothing to say, Master Mingxu, please don't take offense, it's just what my little girl said, but one thing is true, if Shaolin refuses to help the county king, I'm afraid it's not easy to talk about the county king."
Ming Xu kept bowing with a very polite look, raised his head when he heard this, looked at Shui Lianqing with a pair of tiger eyes, and then sneered: "Three years ago, the benefactor Shui also said all kinds of good things, Persuaded Uncle Kongwu to go to Xiangyang, arrested the person from the Red Chamber and gave it to Ning Yu, and then encouraged her to hold the martial arts meeting for Lu Yao. When the incident happened, the water benefactor did not show up at Wolong Peak. He had a good plan and a kind heart However, Master Kongwu still couldn’t retreat because of guilt, so now, is he here to threaten us?”
Shui Lianqing's face changed slightly, and Shui Xiang beside him shouted: "That can only be blamed on Ning Yu's desire for profit, that happened. It was supposed to be a grand martial arts event, and my father was also kind!"
"Good intentions?" Ming Xu snorted and said, "I'm afraid that if there is no matter about the Ling family, you can just let those martial arts sects who don't obey the command of Duan'an County fight with the Red Mansion of the Demon Sect, and then you can get the secret treasure of the Red Mansion yourself." , It's a pity that you didn't get anything when you went to Qingyun Peak, right
Shui Lianqing took a deep breath, and then said: "So, Shaolin will definitely not cooperate with the county king, so Shui can't do it either, so you can do it yourself."
"Let's go, don't send it off!" Ming Xu snorted.
Shui Lian snorted coldly, turned her horse's head, and saw two teenagers standing in front of her, under the slanting sunlight, a layer of golden light floated on them.
"Master Ning!" Seeing the young man's head raised in the sunlight, Shui Xiang exclaimed, and then gave Shui Lian a timid glance.
"Master Mingxu, please close the door." The long knife was out of its sheath, and the young man who was full of murderous aura said coldly.
This is the pure land of Buddhism. If we want to attack you, can we attack in another place? Seeing the murderous look on the two young men, Ming Xu silently took a step back, without closing the door, and stood on the threshold.
The members of the Ling family can come to challenge Kong Wu, either because they are super arrogant or have real skills, and after all, this Shui Lianqing and Duke Duan'an were the culprits in the incident three years ago, and they must not be let go. Seek the truth from Kong Wu, that idiot uncle.
"Ning Ye?" Shui Lianqing looked at the young man who was slowly drawing his sword in front of him, and asked with a gloomy expression.
"Ye Eleven of the Ling family!" As soon as Ye Eleven finished speaking, his figure moved, and the cold light directly approached Shui Lianqing's face.
Shui Lianqing tipped her toes, swept her body from the horse, and spun in the air like flying flowers, only the sound of dense sword blades intersecting could be heard, and by the time Shui Lianqing landed, the two had already exchanged more than a dozen moves .
The entourage behind shouted and drew their swords one after another, and a sharp wind of swords came towards them, and those who couldn't dodge were immediately injured.
Shui Lianqing Jianghu is ranked tenth, and there are many masters in the Shui family. Ming Xu was concentrating on it, waiting for the two teenagers to be rescued if they were defeated. After watching for a quarter of an hour, his eyes widened. The hands relaxed.
How is it possible to have such strong inner strength at such a young age? And that move was something he had never seen before, the saber technique was wide open and closed, thick and concentrated, and the sword technique was light and cold, like the snow and ice flying in the winter, beautiful but murderous.
"That's probably the long-lost Mohist sword and the Yuenv sword." A deep voice came from behind, Ming Xu turned his head, saw that it was Abbot Kong Xuan, he quickly bowed to salute, Kong Xuan waved his hand, and stood beside him to watch together .
Mohist sword, Yuenu sword, Ming Xu looked at the bald head coming out of the door, and sighed softly in his heart. Are the most powerful swordsmanship and swordsmanship in the Warring States period all in the hands of the Ling family