To the east of Huangli Township, forty miles away, there is a post.
The post station is not big, with seven or eight rooms, two or three horses, and the courtyard walls are crumbling.
In the westernmost guest room, there is still a dim light at this time, and a figure is reflected on the window paper, with a twisted body.
In the room, Li Ke stood with his hands behind his back, looking up at a landscape painting on the wall, and remained silent for a while, as if he was enlightening.
Mountains and rivers have their own way, but the way that Li Ke uses to comprehend is not the natural way of mountains and rivers, but the way of the temple and the world.
This Tao is not easy to penetrate, so he always frowns.
From time to time, there was a knock on the door, and a slightly hasty voice came from outside the door: "General, there is an urgent report from Huangli Township."
Li Keyong's eyes lighted up slightly, but he didn't look back from the painting: "Come in."
The door opened and someone came in. It was a man dressed in gray cannon. He clasped his fists in the room: "Li Ye and others are fighting fiercely in the Weishui River. The situation is unknown."
Li Keyong turned his head, with a happy expression on his face: "So, it's God helping me?"
The man hesitated for a moment and then said: "Li Ye left Chang'an because there were river bandits in Huangli Township. Possibly in the mud."
Li Keyong waved his hand, looking a little impatient: "Since Li Keyong was born, no matter whether he was fighting on the battlefield or going deep into the rivers and lakes to fight with others, he has never lost a single defeat. How can he fall into Li Ye's hands this time? Isn't that My private affairs are also related to Zhenwu's prestige!"
The man insisted on persuading: "The general entered Chang'an to form an alliance with Duke Wei. Now that he is attacking King An, will it be a small loss?"
Li Keyong sneered: "The key point of forming an alliance with Duke Wei is Princess Li. The day before yesterday, Li Ye defeated me in public, which made me lose face, and declared in public that I have admired Princess Li for a long time. If Li Ye doesn't get rid of me, what do I have?" Face to marry Princess Li?"
Seeing that the persuasion was ineffective, the man asked, "General, do you want to talk to Duke Wei?"
"It's too much!" Li Keyong flicked his sleeves, "I, Li Keyong, have already been looked down upon by others for my defeat the day before yesterday. I'm short of breath for forming an alliance with Duke Wei. It's hard to take the bargaining chip of the alliance. This time only Only by killing Li Ye invisibly can I regain my aura, show my Zhenwu strength, and intimidate Duke Wei. How can I mention it to Duke Wei before anything is done?"
The man stopped talking.
To kill a prince, as long as the matter is done in a secret manner, without leaving any traces, in Zhenwu's view, it is really not a big deal.
If it weren't for this, Zhenwu wouldn't be considered unruly, let alone have the confidence to listen to the tune and not listen to the announcement.
...
The light from the stove dimmed a bit.
Liu Dazheng's limbs were so stiff that he couldn't even move his fingers. The time passed at this moment extremely long, because Liu Dazheng was having difficulty even breathing.
Now he finally realized how big the difference in strength was between him and the gray-haired man in green robe before him.
The boy didn't show up, which shows that the green-robed man, when fighting with Liu Dazheng, was able to leave no trace and let the boy sleep peacefully, just like before the boy didn't notice that there was someone talking outside the courtyard.
The green-robed man withdrew his hand.
The pressure on Liu Dazheng's body suddenly disappeared, and he gasped for breath. He glanced at the kitchen knife that had almost disappeared, and couldn't help but look at the man again, and asked full of fear, "Who are you?"
The green-robed man's expression was flat: "As you can see, he's a real monk."
Although Liu Dazheng had long been certain of the other party's cultivation level, he was still shocked to hear the other party's own confession at this moment: "After Yuan Tianshi, there has never been a real person cultivator in the rivers and lakes!"
The green-robed man didn't seem to mind talking to Liu Dazheng, although his tone was still indifferent: "It's not that there are none, it's just that no one has seen it before."
Liu Dazheng shook his head resolutely: "This is impossible!"
The man in the green robe smiled. Although he had an ordinary face, his smile was extraordinarily attractive, like an ordinary weed, with gorgeous flower buds, and a different kind of beauty: "Five years ago, you arrived With the current realm, do you mean that you haven't thought about going further in these years?"
"After the seventh level of Qi training, every step is difficult, and every step is as difficult as climbing to the sky. It is a coincidence that I can reach today's state. If I want to go further, it is not easy." Liu Dazheng said bitterly, and then he realized what , eyes suddenly widened, "You...you know me?"
"Is it surprising to know the first knife in the Central Plains?" The man in the green robe smiled more and more mellowly.
This was true, Liu Dazheng could not refute it.
I don't know what I thought of, this man with muscles like a hill and an unbelievably burly figure suddenly had a sentimental look on his face: "If you talk about the world of the Tang Dynasty, it won't be surprising if anyone else is promoted to the Realm Realm , I am afraid there is only... "
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly stopped.
Because the green-robed man in front of him had disappeared.
He left as suddenly as he had come without warning.
Liu Dazheng froze on the spot.
After a long time, he shook his head and let out a long sigh, and went back to the yard.
He walked into the yard, and today he did not intend to step out of the yard again.
Even without the deterrence of the gray-haired man in green robe, he would not go out again.
And he knew very well that his junior brother, that Taoist, had no chance of winning against Nangong No. 1.
Therefore, the mission given to him by Shimen is over. in a way that fails.
This is the last debt he owed to the teacher, and now it has been repaid, he has long since wanted nothing to do with the teacher, so he came here to live in seclusion, then in the future, he can really draw a clear line with Zhong Nanshan.
...
To the west of Huangli Township, thirty miles away, there are several cargo ships moored.
Wei Jiangnan was sitting in the cabin, holding a book of poetry in one hand, and reading it intently by the dim oil lamp. In his hand, there is a wine gourd. Whenever he reads a wonderful place, he will stop, take a sip of wine, and then quietly appreciate it for a while.
There are rivers and lakes in the poem, and there is more Taoism. This is Wei Jiangnan's usual cognition.
It is very difficult for him to reach his level of cultivation and go further. The reason why it is difficult is because the comprehension of "Tao" is extremely demanding. As a well-educated person, reading poetry is Wei Jiangnan's hobby. As a monk who practiced advanced Qi, reading poetry is also a way for him to understand Taoism.
In Weishui Huangli Township, there is a fierce battle at the moment.
Wei Jiangnan didn't pay attention to it.
In his opinion, Chen Jianghe, who is at the seventh level of Qi training, and several masters at the middle level of Qi training, ambushed and killed Li Ye, who was only at the fourth or fifth level of Qi training, on the Weishui River. reason.
Even if Li Ye defeated Li Keyong just the day before yesterday.
"Li Keyong..." Thinking of this person, Wei Jiangnan said that in the eyes of the world, the genius who has the best cultivation talent and is expected to step into the real world before the age of no doubt, in Wei Jiangnan's eyes Come on, just mediocre.
He never even looked Li Keyong in the eye.
"It's just a Shatuo person." Wei Jiangnan thought so, "Since ancient times, only the Han people can achieve the realm of real people... Li Keyong, what is it!"
As a monk with a higher realm than ordinary high-level qi training, Wei Jiangnan knew very well how difficult it was to break through the high-level qi training.
Concentrating his thoughts, Wei Jiangnan continued to read poetry.
He read poems quietly, just waiting for the good news to come back.
Captured Li Ye, Wei Baoheng explained Wei Jiangnan's errand, and it was completed.
After Li Ye defeated Li Keyong, the words of his admiration for Princess Li also spread in Chang'an City, so the whole Chang'an City knew that the young King An would propose marriage to the consort's mansion one day.
Wei Baoheng could not tolerate this happening.
Wei Baoheng would not do such a thing as killing the prince. When he was in charge of all the officials and presided over the political affairs, the prince of the dignified dynasty was killed in the territory of Chang'an Mansion. Was he responsible? Of course there is! The responsibility is still great, and it is possible to be demoted!
Suppressing Li Ye, this is Wei Baoheng's trick.
If Li Ye was captured by river bandits when he was on business in Huangli Township and disappeared for a long time before escaping back in embarrassment, then this young King An would lose his majesty. Becoming a laughing stock, whether or not he can stay in the officialdom are all questions, and he still wants to propose marriage to the son-in-law's mansion? Still want to covet Princess Li? nonexistent.
Wei Baoheng could also take this opportunity to suppress Xu Shaomu and replace him with another person to take charge of the Chang'an Mansion. In this way, he would break Lu Yan's most important wings and kill two birds with one stone.
"Lanling fine wine and tulips, jade bowl filled with amber light... good poetry, good poetry... Alas, it is enough for Chen Jianghe to do such a small matter as capturing Li Ye, but I am actually required to do it myself." Let’s take a walk. Elder brother is too cautious when doing things, which delays my elegant business of flowing water.”
Wei Jiangnan sighed. He recalled the scene in Chang'an City, reciting poems and having fun with literati and refined scholars, and singing songs over wine. He felt that the Wei River was too deserted and the cargo ship was too vulgar. He couldn't wait to go back.
At this moment, someone came on board and brought the letter.
"Wei Gong, it's not good!" The visitor knelt on one knee at the bow of the boat, his expression was extremely urgent, and there was a hint of panic in his voice.
"Hurry up, how decent!" Wei Jiangnan scolded angrily, he felt that this subordinate would never learn what demeanor is, it was really vulgar.
But the next moment, Wei Jiangnan would not think so.
"The ambush failed, Mr. Chen was killed!" The visitor said hastily.
The collection of poems slipped from Wei Jiangnan's hands, and the wine gourd was knocked over, and the wine spilled out all of a sudden, and the fragrance overflowed, splashing onto Wei Jiangnan's clothes.
"What did you say?! Say it again?!" Wei Jiangnan stood up suddenly and hit his head on the cabin. He hit a hole in the roof of the cabin with too much force, and his hair was completely messed up.
"My subordinates saw with their own eyes that Mr. Chen was headed by a sword!"
"Bastard! How did this happen! Chen Jianghe is a fool? With so many people, he couldn't even capture Li Ye, and was killed instead?! How unreasonable!" Wei Jiangnan was so angry that he hit his head on the roof of the cabin. , half of his head was stuck, embarrassed and ridiculous, he knew that he had lost his demeanor, and his anger became even worse, and he was blown away by the cabin in an instant. Although he was not injured by the sawdust, his entire face was completely swollen with anger red.
"Li Ye has help?" Wei Jiangnan asked, this was the only possibility he could think of.
"No... no!"
"Idiots! Pigs and dogs are not as good as dogs!" Wei Jiangnan was so angry that one Buddha came out of his body and two Buddhas ascended to heaven. There was a rage in the bow.
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"A bunch of trash! In the end, I have to work for you. What good is it for me to support you!" Wei Jiangnan became angry for a long time, and his anger subsided a little. Bloody demeanor is indispensable, so he flicked his sleeves at the bow, straightened his skirt, and snorted coldly: "Let me wait, see how I move my fingers, and then capture that kid! "
At this moment, Wei Jiangnan suddenly felt that the current situation is quite a kind of rout of the army, and he rode into the enemy line alone, captured the enemy general, and saved the defeat. He couldn't help thinking of a poem: "Read through the poems and books. Three thousand volumes, practiced to kill the sword on the battlefield... "
He hadn't finished thinking about this verse when suddenly, a phantom flashed in the dark night, and immediately after that, someone fell on the river.
Seeing that person, Wei Jiangnan couldn't think of the next line of the poem anymore, his eyes were stunned, he looked like he had seen a ghost, and he was extremely shocked.
The man had his arms behind his back, facing him at a distance, clearly in the middle of the river, but he was at the same height as Wei Jiangnan who was standing at the bow of the boat.
He carried his hands behind his back and his feet did not get wet.
Actually floating in the river!