Martial arts Dazhutian

Chapter 108 Officials, do you want to read Song history?

"Grandpa Yue's name is Pengju, do you think this divine bird is really transformed by Grandpa Yue?"

"It's really possible!"

"Fart, my little lady next door, her aunt's cousin's friend's friend's nephew's classmate said that Pengju means to strive for success, don't have the word "Peng" to mean the golden-winged roc!"

"You're just farting, why isn't this divine bird Grandpa Yue?"

"Then tell me, what happened to the Taoist priest on the bird? Can Grandpa Yue still become a family mount?"

"Straight mother thief, what are you talking about, you rascal?!"

Cha chirping, a group of people were arguing about Xiao Jin at the tea stall on the street, and suddenly there were exclamations from Yu Street at the entrance of the alley.

"Look, that divine bird is flying towards the city!"

"Hiss, the divine bird won't come to eat people, will it?"

"Going to the south of the city, Zhiniang thief, this bird won't go to Da Nei, will it?"

"Hahahaha, Grandpa Yue must have gone to seek revenge from those dog officials!"

Phoenix Mountains

Not long after Huang Lin and Little King Kong landed, they saw Simian bringing people over.

"Daoist Xuan Yuan, the officials are here to welcome you!"

Seeing that these people, like Simian, were of vigorous vitality, Huang Lin had some guesses in his mind.

The emperor is going to recruit all the few imperial equipment, right?

These few people seem to be quite capable, but if Huang Lin really wants to assassinate, these few people are not enough at all.

Reining in his thoughts, he pointed to Xiao Jin and said:

"The poor boy"

"The official said that the divine bird can also go, but please ask the Taoist priest to take care of it, so as not to scare the holy car."

Immediately, they led the way, and the others fell behind Huang Lin and Xiao Jin, sandwiching one person and one eagle.

Lin'an City is small, but the surrounding scenery is very good, and the Phoenix Mountain is even more outstanding.

Huang Lin admired the beautiful scenery of the mountains all the way, turning a deaf ear to the guards hiding in the dark.

Not long after, they came to a rather large gazebo.

A middle-aged man in vermilion uniform sat inside, and there were two servants protecting him.

Come to think of it, this is Song Ningzong, right?
From a distance, Huang Lin secretly looked at this Southern Song emperor who was praised and criticized by later generations.

He's a little thin, and his face looks quite friendly, but his hair is a little less, and his short beard is also relatively sparse. His eyes are the same as his, with Danfeng eyes, but the look is duller.

"Yanakano Xiuxuan Yuanzi, I have seen the official family!"

When he got close, Huang Lin made a salute.

Xiao Jin also spread his wings, this action attracted the two servants to step forward and block Zhao Kuo.

Seeing this movement, Huang Lin's eyes narrowed.

Thoughtful.

"It's okay, the divine bird has a spirit, and it won't harm me."

Zhao Kuo raised his hand and waved the servant back.

Seeing that Xiao Jin just spread his wings and swayed his body forward.

Is this imitating others to salute?
After finishing, he glanced at Huang Lin: A jar of court jade liquid wine!

"Hahahaha, it really is a divine bird!"

Zhao Kuo laughed heartily, and then invited Huang Lin to sit in the pavilion.

Simian and others immediately dispersed outside the pavilion.

"Thank you, the official family, for giving me your seat!"

Huang Lin cupped his hands in thanks.

After the waiter watched the tea, Zhao Kuo asked:
"Daoist Xuanyuan has such a magical bird, which is really enviable. I don't know where he is going to cultivate?"

"Pindao studied Huashan as a teacher when he was young. He went to the East China Sea to visit his friends. On the way back to the mountain, he heard that the officials had rehabilitated Yue Shuai. Then he settled down in the West Lake. He never thought that he would disturb the officials. He hoped for forgiveness. .”

After speaking, Huang Lin saluted with one hand.

"It's not strange, it's not in a hurry, I'm happy and I'm not in a hurry. The people in the city say that this is auspicious."

Speaking of this, Zhao Kuo's expression changed, and after sighing, he continued:
"Huashan, the story of the Taizu gifting Huashan to Mr. Xiyi has been passed down for more than 200 years, but now I can only shrink to a corner of the south of the Yangtze River! Hmph!"

"Oh!"

Zhao Kuo's eyes were filled with anger, and he slapped the stone table hard.

"If you can't share the worries of the officials, the ministers will wait for death!"

The two servants hurriedly knelt down.

After thinking for a while, Huang Lin understood what Zhao Kuo meant.

I suddenly laughed secretly in my heart, this is a conspiracy on both sides!

Pretending not to understand, he said:
"Song people in the northern lands look forward to Master Wang every day! People who are poor and do not understand the rules of the court, but there is a word that is really hard to say, and I hope the officials will forgive me."

"It's okay, the Taoist priest has something to say!"

A trace of disappointment flashed in Zhao Kuo's eyes, and he waved his hand.

"Do the officials have ambitions for the Northern Expedition?"

As soon as these words came out, Zhao Kuo immediately closed his eyes and looked at Huang Lin.

He didn't expect this Taoist to be so bold.

I was even more guessing in my heart, where the news was leaked.

Huang Lin looked at him calmly.

The atmosphere in the booth suddenly became tense.

After a long time, Zhao Kuo asked in a deep voice:

"Daoist, what did you hear?"

"Officials don't have to worry, what the poor know doesn't come from others."

After a short pause, Huang Lin said again:

"Officials can taste this wine first to see how different it is."

At the same time, with a turn of the right hand, a Ming Chenghua blue and white porcelain vase appeared in the hand and placed on the stone table.

"Master, you are here."

"Gah!"

Zhao Kuo frowned when he saw that Huang Lin had conjured up a porcelain vase that was obviously different from the Song Dynasty porcelain.

It's not that he has never seen this kind of trick of changing things with bare hands. He couldn't figure out why Xuan Yuanzi did this, and was about to ask a question, but was interrupted by Xiao Jin's cry.

Then I saw Xiaojin walking towards the pavilion, causing Simian and others to rush forward.

Smart, I'll reward you with two jars of good wine after a while!

Huang Lin admired in his heart, but said quickly:
"Forgive me from the officials, this little guy likes to drink, I need to go and appease him."

After finishing speaking, regardless of Zhao Kuo's answer or not, he got up and walked out of the pavilion.

With a wave of his hand, a wine jar was placed on the ground, and there was still half a jar of wine in it.

Xiao Jin stepped forward and took a sip, then bowed to Huang Lin.

"You drink first."

After touching the carving's head, he turned around.

At this time, Zhao Kuo, the two servants, Simian and the others were all stunned as if struck by lightning.

A small wine bottle can also explain the hidden body.

But there is obviously no place to hide this rather large wine jar!
Zhao Kuo had already got up at this time, saw Huang Lin coming, swallowed his throat, and asked uncertainly:

"Master Dao, what is this?"

The emperors of the Song Dynasty believed in many disciples, and now that Huang Lin took out his ultimate move, Zhao Kuo couldn't hide the look in Zhao Kuo's eyes.

The small thoughts in my heart also dissipated, and I didn't think about it anymore.

"It's nothing more than a small trick. I don't have much in the way of poverty. This object is considered a gift for meeting!"

As he said that, he raised his hand and turned it over, and a pineapple wooden frame appeared in his hand out of thin air.

There is also an emerald green carved jade Ruyi more than three feet long placed on it.

After Huang Lin put it on the stone table, Zhao Kuo touched it here and touched it there.

it is true!
It's not blindfolding!
Then he turned his head and looked at Xiao Jin who was drinking.

Take a closer look at Huang Lin's black and white Taoist robe.

With so many things, it is obviously impossible to put them on the body.

"Daoist, is this a creature out of thin air? Immortal means!"

Huang Lin smiled reservedly, and when the time was ripe, he said:
"Officials, can you screen back the left and right?"

"presumptuous!"

As soon as the voice fell, the two servants stepped forward and shouted.

Huang Lin ignored it, but turned and walked out of the gazebo.

Everyone didn't understand what it meant, so they had to watch quietly.

I saw Huang Lin facing the gazebo sideways, and a long sword with a black sheath appeared out of thin air.

Seeing this, Simian and others hurried forward to take precautions, surrounding Huang Lin in the middle.

"choke~"

In an instant, Huang Lin's movements were not seen, and his figure scattered in an instant, turning into seven or eight figures, shooting in all directions.

Some stabbed with swords.

Some swung their swords obliquely.

some
There was a sound of swords being unsheathed outside the gazebo, and Simian and several armored equipment each blocked Huang Lin's figure in front of him.

But none of them hit the ground running!

Immediately afterwards, there was a series of sounds of the crown being hit.

Then Huang Lin's figure suddenly appeared in front of the steps of the gazebo.

The two servants in the pavilion raised their breath nervously, for fear that he would violently hurt others.

"Slap~"

"Boom~"

The crowns of Simian and others fell to the ground one after another, and a big tree collapsed not far away!

"The officials should not be nervous. With the strength of the poor, if they have other intentions, these people can't stop them!"

Huang Lin turned around and cupped his hands towards Zhao Kuo and said.

"This, this. Daoist is really a fairy trick!"

Zhao Kuo smiled awkwardly, hiding the horror in his eyes.

Huang Lin also smiled, and said loudly:
"Pindao is just some secret matter, I want to tell the officials in private, I don't know"

Zhao Kuo thought for a while, then raised his hand and waved it.

"Official!"

"Let's all go down, if you want to harm me with the method of the Taoist priest, you don't need to be so troublesome!"

Several people glanced at Huang Lin before retreating unwillingly.

At this time, there were no guards around the pavilion, only Zhao Kuo and Huang Lin were left.

Well, there is also Xiao Jin who drinks.

Seeing this, Huang Lin cupped his hands and said loudly:
"Officials should read Qin, Han, Tang and other history books."

Seeing Zhao Kuo's chin point slightly, he said again:

"I don't know if the officials are willing to look at the history of Song Dynasty?"

"Song and Song History?!"

(End of this chapter)