In the private house in the inner courtyard of Qingyang Palace, King Qingcheng and his son Wu Shizhen sat opposite each other. Wu Lingsu, who was mediocre in martial arts but comparable to the Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain, pinched the lid of the celadon cup with two fingers, and gently scattered the fragrance of tea. Wu Shizhen had no intention of drinking tea, with a look of resentment.
Wu Lingsu took a sip of tea and said with a smile: "Have you hated that His Royal Highness who is more arrogant than you?"
Wu Shizhen gritted his teeth and said, "I only hate myself for having no power, not Xu Fengnian. On the contrary, I admire the son of the King of Beiliang. He is not a wicked dude. He is clearly a connoisseur pretending to be weak. Liang, Yongquan and Quanzhou were all killed by him." Yu Rentu's acting was blinded!"
Wu Lingsu nodded and said: "It's good for you to know about this matter, don't tell others. Those who see this clearly have already seen it clearly, and we don't need to remind you. Those who don't see clearly are all outsiders who can't talk, you It was just taken as a joke. Since our father and son are in a lower position than others, we have to have the patience to bow our heads. It is regarded as a big joke, but after hundreds of years, who will look up and who will bow down, hey, who dares to know? After a rough study of the historical allusions of the early days of Dragon and Tiger Wudang, I know that their ancestors are a hundred times poorer than me, King Qingcheng , as a father, he was crowned king anyway, and monopolized the blessed land of Qingcheng, but this is not a small family business. If you want to pass it on for ten generations and compete with other Taoist ancestral families, it depends on whether you can take the lead. Heavy duty, I originally drank tea with you, but I was afraid that you would only focus on remembering and hating Xu Fengnian, and missed my Shenxiao Sect's century-old plan. I wanted to persuade you, whether you can listen to the good fortune of my Qingyang Palace. Now it seems that you are worrying too much for your father , my son is indeed a person who can achieve great things. Shizhen, why not tell you the truth, if your layout is limited to one mountain and one palace, I will make up my mind not to let you go down the mountain to make a living. If you go down the mountain, it will be useless to go to the capital .”
Wu Shizhen smiled and said: "Father, I am here to ask you to allow Shizhen to go to the capital."
Wu Lingsu lowered her head and drank tea, "It's so good."
Wu Shizhen asked: "Then how should we get along with Xu Fengnian? Never get along with each other? If not, how do we grasp the scale?"
Wu Lingsu looked up at the strange sky that seemed to be raining outside the window, and said, "No contact? You are wrong. If the Qingyang Palace wants to grow, it can't get around the 300,000 Beiliang cavalry behind Rentu. I send you a word for my father. If Xu Fengnian is lucky enough to survive and become the King of Liang, it’s fine to be a dog for him. But if something happens to Xu Xiao, or Xu Xiao dies of old age, His Royal Highness doesn’t have that life, and the Xu family falls apart in the end, you can beat him up Reservoir dog. I have selected a few precious secret books for my father, and you will send them tomorrow. When I arrive in the capital, the more I tell the gang of royal relatives about His Royal Highness's domineering and damaging virtues, the happier Xu Fengnian is. Our Qingyang Palace and Beiliang Palace This kind of incense is really strong. Do you really think that those literati in the imperial court who resorted to insulting the Dazhu Kingdom are all Qingliu loyal ministers who are enemies of the King of Beiliang? Wrong, really want to privately If you follow the vines down, it's hard to guarantee that you are a former student of Dazhu Kingdom. It's just that this kind of shit is rotten at the root, and no one wants to care about it. Even Zhang Julu, the chief assistant with power in his hand, can't take care of it. It is ridiculous and pathetic of the latitude and longitude of the temple. How many people are loyal and who are traitors in civil and military affairs in the Manchu Dynasty, how can you tell them apart in a peaceful and prosperous age? Clear the truth."
Wu Shizhen said softly: "If my father goes to participate in politics, he will be able to turn the clouds with one hand and the rain with the other hand, no worse than that Zhang Shoufu."
Wu Lingsu reached out and nodded to his son, and said with a smile: "Forgot who taught you this flattering skill? You don't need to use it as a father. When you arrive in the capital, there are many opportunities for you to show your skills."
Wu Shizhen looked out of the window and said softly: "To be honest, I'm really jealous of Xu Fengnian. The hundred Beiliang Qingqi who he brought up the mountain are obviously brave and good at fighting far better than the Yongzhou armored soldiers. There are only one hundred of them. Beiliang is known as the thirty iron cavalry. Wan, if you want to rebel..."
Wu Lingsu frowned and scolded, "Shut up."
Wu Shizhen said with a smile: "Let's talk casually, I know the seriousness."
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Back then, the armor-covered maidservant next to Princess Beiliang took off her armor and unexpectedly became a crowned Taoist nun. She not only completed the "Zero Treasure Sutra" for King Qingcheng, but also created the famous Shenxiao Sword Formation. What kind of demeanor was the princess who came to the Spring and Autumn War in person? Zhao Yutai murmured softly: "Come, come, let's try to hear who is beating the beauty drum. There is a woman in the Wu family who wears plain clothes. Come, come, let's see who is the human butcher, Xu Ziwangqi is competing... His Royal Highness, the lyrics are good, I heard that the Second Princess engraved the inscription on the statue of Emperor Zhenwu on Wudang Mountain back then. Only such a woman could write such a soul-stirring Beiliang song, but in the eyes of the slaves, the Second Princess is more like General, Your Highness is like a young lady. It would be even better if you don’t learn knives, but learn swords. The maidservant has guarded the tomb on the mountain for more than ten years, just waiting for this day. Willing. Your Highness, go down the mountain tomorrow, and take away the sword that the young lady made the heroes of the world bow their heads? Here, the Great Liang Dragon Sparrow is buried! The young lady told the slaves that if His Highness meets a good woman who happens to practice swords in the future, Treat it as a betrothal gift. It's a pity that the young lady can't hand it over... "
Xu Feng said in a young voice, "Okay. I'll take the Great Liang Longque away. Auntie, but Fengnian can't guarantee that he will meet a woman like his mother, maybe he won't be able to send it away for the rest of his life."
Zhao Yutai stretched out his hand to touch the chin of His Royal Highness, the young master who was sculpted in pink and jade, had a prickly beard, her expression was kind from the bottom of her heart, and there was no trace of the unruliness and roughness when she faced Wu Lingsu and Wu Shizhen and his son , she looked at Xu Fengnian in a daze, just like looking at the younger generation of close relatives, the child has finally grown up and is promising, and the elders are naturally full of pride and relief, Zhao Yutai said slowly: "The ruthless people seem to be ruthless, but they are the most affectionate. It is a great blessing to find a woman that His Highness likes. His Highness is exactly the same as the Great General. The maid only hopes that His Highness will meet her sooner, get married and start a business sooner. The lady said that martial arts, heaven, and heaven are nothing more than love in the end. If people are ruthless, how can there be a way to talk about it? You can’t escape the bamboo basket to fish for the moon. That’s why only one person in the Taoist school has the saying that chickens and dogs ascend to heaven, and many Bodhisattvas in Buddhism have made great wishes. It's also compassionate. Your Highness, compared to your chest with dimples, the maid is more pleased that His Highness misses old mengtou and little hawthorn."
Xu Fengnian said with emotion: "But these can't win the military spirit of Beiliang."
Zhao Yutai wiped away the depression that had accumulated in his heart for more than ten years, and joked for the first time: "When your highness goes to the border of Beiliang, and fights with the general in person, everything will come naturally. I heard that the second princess dislikes you practicing swords, your highness You have to hold on, you can’t change your original intention, it’s outrageous that a good man can’t personally raise troops to kill people. The biggest hope in this life of a servant is to wait for His Highness to raise a million soldiers and immediately go to Beimang to wipe out that dynasty.”
Xu Fengnian made a grimace, with a worried expression on his face: "Auntie, the job of stepping down the dynasty is so skillful, and if it succeeds, no one is willing to reward it, maybe His Majesty the Emperor misses our Xu family's incense even more. Time is gone."
Inadvertently mentioning this, Zhao Yutai's face was sullen and hostile, but his tone was calm, revealing a chilling spirit that perfectly matched her swordsmanship, red eyes and desolately said: "The world is set for the first time, the young lady has only been pregnant with His Highness for six months, the old emperor As soon as the horoscope master from the Jingwei Department said that the young lady was expected to have a child, she couldn't wait to kill the donkey. In that battle, the young lady went to the palace alone without telling the general. The young lady retired with success, but suffered from an incurable disease. After entering Beiliang for a few years, she became stable, and then..."
Xu Fengnian stared blankly at the Tingdeng Pavilion on the opposite side. There was a sudden rain on the top of the mountain. After the rainstorm, the clouds and mist were shrouded, and thousands of lights were lit up. In the pavilion, Xu Fengnian, Zhao Yutai and the three blue birds standing outside the pavilion all the time seemed to be in a fairyland in heaven.
There was a roar of wild beasts in Qingcheng Mountain, and the drums echoed endlessly.
Xu Fengnian asked in surprise, "Auntie, what is this?"
Zhao Yutai smiled and said: "There is a strange beast in Qingcheng Mountain that has lived for hundreds of years, named Tiger Kui. It has one horn and four legs as a child, and two horns and six legs as an adult. It is covered with black scales and turns red when it gets angry. This adult female Hu Kui originally hibernated in the remote mountains, but became pregnant with the young Kui, and his appetite soared. In the past two years, he has been a little closer to Qingyang Peak. The body is even more brutal and vicious. The slave's Qinggang sword was bitten off by it, and it can't do anything to it, and it can't do anything to the slave. After several confrontations, there was no result. Later, the slave let it wander around Qingyang Peak for food. According to ancient history records, it takes three years for the alien beast Hu Kui to conceive, and the childbirth is probably just at the latest."
Hearing the continuous roar, Zhao Yutai snorted and asked in confusion, "Hu Kui seems to have met an even-matched opponent. Is there any human or beast that can fight against it in Qingcheng Mountain?"
Xu Fengnian was at a loss.
That night, after Xu Fengnian returned to his room, he still heard two completely different roars, which did not fade away until late at night.
On the second day, Xu Fengnian came down the mountain, holding a red lacquered sword case in his hand.
There is a big cool dragon sparrow in the box.
Wu Lingsu, king of Qingcheng, saw him off in person at Zhuhe Pavilion, and Wu Shizhen presented three secret books with both hands.
Inside the bell tower stands Zhao Yutai, the female champion of Qingcheng.
This armored female servant really wanted to know who would come to hold the Great Liang Dragon Sparrow Sword and beat the beauty drum for Miss Xiao Fengnian who loved her the most.