The Snowy Path of the Heroic Blade

Chapter 87: Going up the mountain, entering the city and entering the palace (Part 1)

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Three big boats enter the lake from the river, eight hundred li Chunshen Lake, the mist is vast, this lake accommodates six rivers, and it has always been a place for military strategists to fight to the death and a tourist attraction for poets. Xu Fengnian stood on the bow and explained Chunshen Lake to Yu Youwei The geographical shape of Li Yishan has a lot of insights on the art of war that Li Yishan instilled in him in those years. In the past, if the north wanted to drink horses to the southeast, or the south wanted to send troops to the north, they had to go through Chunshen Lake, three cities, three passes and three mountains, which had always attracted the attention of military strategists. The three cities were the most important, Xiangfan, Xingyang, Wuling, As far as the world is concerned, Xiangfan is the most important thing, as far as the southeast is concerned, Xingyang is the most important, and as far as this state is concerned, Wuling is the most important. Xiangfan has always been said to be the waist of the world. When the Three Kingdoms fought here, Wang Mingyang, the former minister of Western Chu, was ordered to become the governor of Xiangfan. Xu Xiao had one hundred thousand soldiers and defended them for three years. Later, when Western Chu was destroyed and Western Shu forgot, this Jixia scholar who came out of Shangyin Academy still vowed not to surrender. He cannibalized people in the city, and Wang Mingyang even cooked and killed his wife and children with his own hands. Three years later, when the city was broken, only less than 10,000 of the 200,000 Xiangfan people remained, making it a ghost city. I had to let the head teacher of Longhu Mountain go to Xiangfan in person, and set up the Zhoutian Dajiao, with a shocking 36,500 seats, which is a feat that has never been seen before or since. This offensive and defensive battle was won by Wang Mingyang Even Xu Xiao admires him as the number one defender in the Spring and Autumn Period. It’s just that one person achieves fame, but two hundred thousand people are buried with him, Wang Mingyang will be a controversial figure in another thousand years.”

Yu Youwei said in fear, "We won't go to Xiangfan, will we?"

Xu Fengnian has been habitually flicking his fingers lately. He didn’t know how many times he flicked thousands of times a day. He probably got mad because he practiced swordsmanship. Wuling."

Fish Young Wei shook her head. Xu Fengnian suddenly heard a burst of crying for father and mother from the stern of the boat. Unexpectedly, Yu Youwei had just heard the legend of the 100,000 resentful spirits in Xiangfan, and her heart trembled. self-deprecating. Xu Fengnian ignored Yu Youwei, rushed to the bow, and saw a boatman rolling on the ground holding his bloody arms, the two young kui were scarlet all over, and roared at him in a low voice, Lu Qiantang went forward and told His Royal Highness what had happened, For a trivial matter, the young Kui frolicked and ran, and probably ran into the boatman. The young Kui had a bad temper, so he took a bite. Xu Fengnian frowned. The tiger Kui is an ancient beast that eats people when hungry. Xu Fengnian squatted down and bit people. The young Kui King Kong seemed to feel the master's anger, lowered his head and sobbed, and his complexion immediately turned from red to black. , the elder sister Bodhisattva looked at his younger brother in the cave, and looked back at Xu Fengnian pitifully, seemingly begging for mercy, Xu Fengnian snorted coldly, got up and said: "Pay some silver taels to the injured. By the way, let Feng Ziying help repair the ship plank .”

In the twilight, hundreds of boats compete on the Chunshen Lake, and thousands of sails are racing to create a bustling and bustling scene. The closer you get to the land of fish and rice in the south of the Yangtze River, the less you will feel the loneliness of the thousands of miles of wilderness in Beiliang, your hometown.

Tonight, the group will stay overnight on an island in the center of Chunshen Lake, Mingmu Mountain. Near the island in the lake, Xu Fengnian saw that Jiang Ni rarely walked out of the cabin and stood beside him, so he explained: "This mountain was not called Laoshan, but Jianlao Mountain. , it was just a basin, and later a land fairy was so angry that he drew a circle along Jianlao Mountain with a sword, and collapsed for 800 miles, and then the lake gushed out. Over time, the lake became Chunshen Lake, and the mountain became Mushan. As for the fairy man-made lake Naturally, it’s a ridiculous talk. Nowadays, Grandma Mountain is full of courtyards and pavilions, and the three religions and nine streams gather together. Not only the houses of the rich and powerful, monks and Taoists, but also a few veterans who have died on the island have painted land as prisons, and there are many shops. Island, you can pick something that catches your eye."

Jiang Ni stretched out her hand, Xu Fengnian froze for a moment, and asked, "What?"

Jiang Ni said bluntly: "Silver."

Xu Fengnian laughed and said: "Okay, now you have earned hundreds of taels of silver, how much do you want to take away? But I would like to remind you, if you declare my name, who dares to ask you for money, why bother?" Waste your hard-earned secret books."

Jiang Ni sneered and said, "Do you think I'm someone like you who steals and plunders?"

Xu Fengnian was amused, and smiled and said, "Then how much silver do you want? Take out a few hundred taels? Or I'll just give you a few thousand taels of gold on credit. In this way, you can study for several lifetimes."

Jiang Ni said angrily: "I only take one tael of silver!"

Xu Fengnian said helplessly: "Do you need to be so petty?"

Jiang Ni said with a straight face: "Bring it!"

Xu Fengnian rolled his eyes and said: "I'm going with Qingniao later, my son never brings such a small amount of money."

Jiang Ni went straight back to the cabin, like a thief, carefully took out a small ledger from the bookcase, which clearly recorded how many articles he had earned from reading "Taixuan Jing", "Compendium of Thousand Swords of Materia Medica", "Killing Whale Sword", etc. Wait, when and where I read each book, and how many words I read in each book, there are detailed records. So far, she has earned not only the few hundred taels Xu Fengnian said, but a thousand and seventy-four taels. , the old sword god, who had been eating, drinking and sleeping all day, walked into the cabin. Jiang Ni, who was about to write off a tael of silver in his savings, held a pen and covered the account book with the other. Li Chungang had no choice but to stand far away and let Jiang Ni finish the work at hand. Then he sat on the table with the jug in hand, poured the wine on the table, dipped his fingers, and waited for Jiang Ni to put the ledger back into the book On the bottom floor of the box, sitting opposite, Li Chungang used fingers as pens and wine as ink, and spread them on the table, drawing strokes, full of energy, Jiang Ni sat upright, watching the old man write, all in one go, throughout , half of the desktop, densely packed, like the chaotic rocks at the gate of ghosts, old man Li looked at Jiang Ni after he finished writing, the latter looked calm, the old man seemed to be as he said at the beginning without asking the little girl to learn anything, with a touch of his cuff , Here again, this time Li Chungang said: "The old man's wild grass has three main points. First, it is continuous, and then it strives for thousands of floors. Finally, it is a wordless, fearless, ruthless, and desireless. Like this drink, wipe it away. It was wiped off without leaving any traces. The first point is that you can’t be lazy. Even if you scribbled in cursive when you were drunk, you can’t miss a single stroke when you look closely. There are rules. Why? I work hard on weekdays. One The writing of the characters is like swinging a sword and a knife, not sloppy. The old man's characters have always been known as running snakes and walking beasts. The viewer looks at the characters like a sword. The sword is sharp and formidable... "

Li Chungang was talking about getting up, but he caught a glimpse of Jiang Yatou yawning, the big boat paused, as if she was about to go ashore, the frustrated old man lowered his head, sighed, and muttered not to waste, sucked the wine on the table into his mouth . Jiang Ni was used to such absurd behaviors of the old man, walked out of the cabin together, and saw Xu Fengnian discussing matters with Daji Ning Emei, it seemed that most of Fengziying would not go up the mountain, which was also reasonable, not to mention a hundred light armor Whether the soldiers can live or not, these Beiliang soldiers are too eye-catching. While Jiang Ni was thinking, old man Li was still bragging about how superb his handwriting was. Jiang Ni went in his left ear and out of his right ear. He lifted his skirt with both hands and walked down the wooden board. He caught a glimpse of a young Kui rushing ashore with a A fat carp seemed to be asking Xu Fengnian for credit, but Xu Fengnian just scolded, and the little guy immediately lay on the ground motionless, probably pretending to be dead? Just as Xu Fengnian was about to lift his foot to kick the little guy, his robe was lightly bitten by another young Kui, Xu Fengnian then gave up, the punishment was over. The younger brother, You Kui, didn't hold grudges, and happily followed His Royal Highness, Jiang Ni felt distressed when he saw it, two idiots, why are they so docile to Xu Fengnian.

Xu Fengnian looked back at Chunshen Lake, his eyes were in a trance, and he murmured: "Are you there?"

The imperial capital, Tai'an City.

In the early morning, the sky was gray.

Three hundred cavalry galloped up the official road, and the dust was flying.

It is rumored in the capital that Xu Xiao, the king of Northern Liang, is about to enter the city. The only huge city in the world with a population of one million is suddenly clouded and treacherous. , Watching the battle of chariots and horses is also satisfying. Scholars in the Qingliu are restless, warriors in the Jianghu are restless, dignitaries and dignitaries are noisy, I heard that there are more than a dozen big and small Huangmen who are going to join hands to block the car, risking their lives to reprimand the human butcher's life, scolding him for destroying most of the world's reading seeds, and there are even rumors that there are countless preparations The martial arts heroes who were assassinated on the road, and even the storytellers all repeated the same old tune in various teahouses, talking about the chaos of the Spring and Autumn Period.

The ear-piercing chirping of cicadas resounded from countless branches in the capital.

There are four holes in the gate of Tai'an City, and the idlers inside and outside the gate were cleared away by the gate captain early on. A scarlet and eye-catching Xu character king flag, which was supposed to be the breath of the morning, suddenly suffocated.

The horse team slowly stepped into the city gate.

Except for the sound of horseshoes, it seemed that the entire capital became silent.

On the main axis avenue of the palace, the bystanders who occupied a good position couldn't help holding their breath.

When the horse team got farther and farther away, they looked at each other in blank dismay, relieved.

The dust settled.

Two passers-by came from outside the city gate, one of them was an old monk dressed in black, with triangular eyes, hideous appearance, like an old sick tiger, but his expression was indifferent. Another hunched back and slightly lame, dressed in the attire of an ordinary rich man, looked up at the city wall, smiled slightly, and walked through the city gate through the side opening together with the old monk in black beside him and some traffickers and pawns who started business in the morning, occasionally attracting attention All eyes were on the old monk. It was indeed the black-clothed monk who didn't look like a compassionate monk, but was old and old. Pedestrians just took a second look and stopped paying attention. As for the old people around the old monk, they don't attract attention. Tai'an City is the most benevolent city in the world. Even the common people in the alleys and markets claim to have seen a certain general and a certain bachelor. Who wants to look at a hunchbacked old man

Through the side hole of the city gate, the rich man and the old monk in black walked slowly.

The rich man held his hands behind his back and said with a chuckle, "Yang Tulu, there are millions of people in the capital, but you are my friend."

The withered old monk said softly: "If you don't touch my head, I will be your friend."

The rich man talked about what he could do, and he said that there are two things in the world that cannot be touched, the tiger's butt cannot be touched, and the head of you, Yang Taisui, cannot be touched. But that being said, he reached out to touch the old monk's bald head very bluntly, but the old monk didn't stop him, just sighed.

The rich man touched the bald head of the old monk in black and laughed.

The old monk in black looked indifferent.

this brain.

Qi Xuanframe had touched it back then, and then half of the lotus top collapsed.