Taiqing Sword

Chapter 9, Rich Men's Wine and Meat Smelly
I don't know how long I've been walking, and I don't know where I've been. There are only mountains and trees all around. Shangguan Jinghong only knows that it's the same as the beginning again, only he is groping forward alone.

It was already evening, with the endless mountains and forests, and the crows croaking from time to time, even though Shangguan was shocked and bold, there was a chill behind the scene: "Hey, it looks like a temple in front." Shangguan Jinghong walked quickly, looked at the dilapidated temple in front of him, and sighed, it was better than no tiles to cover himself, quickly picked up some dry firewood around, but he couldn't find any game, it seems that only Hungry.

Looking at the crackling fire, Shangguan Jinghong thought of Narcissus, and wondered if she thought about it now, or was she crying?Why.

Shangguan Jinghong tried his best to shake his head, tried his best not to think about Narcissus, and began to recall the fight with Nangong Lie that day, thinking: "I am currently the best at swordsmanship. It seems that my boxing skills are indeed too bad, but if I know one or two sets of boxing skills, it will not be so. It seems that I need to practice Where can I learn boxing techniques?"

Boxing, boxing, boxing... Tai Chi, Shangguan Jinghong jumped up, "Tai Chi, yes, Tai Chi, this set of boxing skills that everyone in the 21st century has practiced for health preservation. I have longed to become a generation of masters, and I have studied it specially. Taijiquan focuses on mind rather than gravity, and has no moves. It aims to fight fast with slowness, stop with static, and use strength to fight with strength, which is just right for me now."

Thinking of this, without any hesitation, he got up and went outside the temple, did a Tai Chi starting gesture, and began to recall the Tai Chi formulas deep in his mind.

"Tai Chi is born of infinity. The opportunity of movement and stillness is the mother of yin and yang. When it moves, it divides, and when it is still, it unites. There is nothing wrong with it, and it stretches with the song. People are strong and I am soft. Sticky. If you move quickly, you will respond quickly, and if you move slowly, you will follow slowly. Although there are many changes, the principle is only consistent. From the familiarity of the moves, you will gradually understand the strength, and from the understanding of strength, you will be able to step up to the gods. However, you cannot suddenly penetrate it without using force for a long time. Void collar and top strength, sinking qi to the dantian. Unbiased and unbiased, disappearing and appearing suddenly. If the left is heavy, the left will be empty; Faster and faster. A feather can't be added, a fly can't fall, people don't know me, I only know others. Heroes are invincible, and Gai can reach him."

While reciting in his mouth, his hands are not idle, and he keeps practicing, one time, two times, ten times.The more he hits, the smoother he hits, and with the help of body skills, he seems to be extremely slow, but there is a steady stream of power in every movement, and every stroke of the palm brings out a huge piercing sound, as if to tear this body apart. The space is normal, stepping out with one foot, forming a clear and dusty arc on the ground, which seems to be extremely light, but the dust is flying where it passes, leaving deep ravines, and the surrounding fallen leaves rise with the palm wind. The space is like a black hole, sucking in all the gravel and fallen leaves around it, forming a ball, wherever the punch hits, the ball follows, as if stuck to the palm of the hand, after an unknown amount of time, Shangguan retracted his fist in shock Standing still, the ball broke free, turned into fine powder and disappeared with the wind.

Shangguan Jinghong not only sighed: "No wonder Taijiquan has been passed down for hundreds of years, it is really the first punch in the world."

It was late at night, but he was not tired. He randomly rehearsed all the boxing formulas he could think of in his mind, and finally he was able to practice two sets of boxing techniques and one set of kick techniques, namely Taijiquan, drunken boxing and Cloud piercing legs.

Once again, it was daybreak, and Shangguan Jinghong was in a great mood. He didn't sleep all night but didn't feel sleepy at all. He didn't take a rest right now and continued on his way.

"Drive!" "Drive!" A few fast horses passed by Shangguan Jinghong's side at a fast speed, and he took a closer look at the people on the horses who were all dressed gorgeously, and the leader was wearing official uniforms. Seeing that he almost bumped into Shangguan Jinghong, he turned his head and apologized He glanced at it carefully, and then drove west quickly.

Shangguan Jinghong shook his head, smiled self-deprecatingly, and followed the direction of the galloping horse.

Passing through a dilapidated village, Shangguan Jinghong was shocked by the scene in front of him. The village was strewn with corpses, some of which were even rotten. Under the walls, some people in ragged clothes were gnawing on tree roots and weeds. Some old people kept coughing violently. There were people running from a distance to rest against the wall, mouthing heavily and wearing rough clothes. Shangguan was shocked to see that the team was so huge that he couldn't see it all at a glance, and there were probably thousands of people who could only see it.

Two words "refugees" flashed in Shangguan Jinghong's mind. This word was only seen in books, and now it appeared vividly in front of him. He quickly walked up to an old man: "Old man, what are you... thing?"

The old man looked up at Shangguan Jinghong, and said weakly: "Hey, we all came from Bianzhou to escape the famine. Our family suffered a catastrophe and we couldn't survive, so we had to walk all the way and beg."

Shangguan Jinghong was silent for a while: "Old man, why didn't you find a nearby city to settle in, but why did you gather again? If you think about it, the local officials will definitely not let it go. How could so many people die?"

The old man licked his chapped lips with his tongue, and swallowed his saliva forcefully: "Young Master, you don't know that we were killed out of Jizhou City. Some people died of hunger and exhaustion here. To us People, no one can help anyone, they can only watch helplessly."

When Shangguan Jinghong heard this, his anger rose immediately: "It's unreasonable. Could it be that there are no officials to deal with this matter? It is an unforgivable crime not to help the victims, and now we still let the victims' bodies be exposed in the wilderness. If a plague breaks out..." Shangguan Jinghong dared not to Think about it.

"Hey, my son is kind-hearted. We have traveled to several cities, and none of them are willing to take us in. If there are 10 people, those who were beaten to death by the government, and those who starved to death, are still alive today. One day counts as one day. I heard that a high-ranking official from Jizhou City has come to the city. He is afraid that we will be seen, so he sent troops to garrison outside the city. If we approach, we will be shot to death immediately by random arrows." The helpless look of the old man made Shangguan Jinghong even more annoyed, so he stopped asking any more questions and walked towards Jizhou.

As the evening approached, Shangguan Jinghong entered Jizhou City. The bustling and bustling scene was completely different from the villages outside the city. Shangguan Jinghong went straight to the government yamen, and was immediately stopped by the guards: "What are you doing?"

"I want to see your master, let me know if there is something urgent." Shangguan Jinghong suppressed the anger in his heart.

"My master went to the Liyuan to participate in the poetry meeting. He won't be back tonight. Let's talk about things tomorrow."

When Shangguan Jinghong heard this, he became even more angry, tens of thousands of refugees outside the city had no fixed place to live, and the precarious situation, the local officials even participated in some kind of poetry meeting.

Immediately, I asked pedestrians where the Pear Garden was, and quickly ran to the Pear Garden.

When we arrived at the Liyuan, seeing the endless stream of princes and nobles, we rushed in, but were stopped by the guards again.Immediately angrily said: "I'm here to participate in the poetry meeting, why stop me."

The nurse looked at Shangguan Jinghong's attire: "Only you, you still participate in the poetry meeting and take care of yourself."

"What's the noise outside?" An old man with white hair and childlike face walked out slowly.

When the nurse saw the old man, he immediately changed into a flattering face: "Ah, Mr. Tong, this kid is clamoring to participate in the poetry meeting, we..." Before he could speak, he was interrupted by the old man: "Hmph, the third master said , everyone can participate in this poetry meeting, let him come in."

Shangguan Jinghong was furious, and he didn't thank the old man, he went into the garden, and saw that the first person was a middle-aged man about 40 years old, very dignified, smiling and looking at the people fighting poetry below, he just had a childish face The old man walked up to the middle-aged man and whispered a few words in his ear. The middle-aged man immediately looked at Shangguan Jinghong, nodded, and stretched out his hand: "Since you are clamoring to participate in the poetry meeting, you must be For those who are talented, all the talented scholars in the past have already composed a song, and this round will start with you."

Seeing him pointing at him, Shangguan Jinghong sneered, "Please prepare your pen and ink and a hundred-foot-long scroll."

"Hundred-foot-long scroll, why are your poems so long?" Everyone laughed, Shangguan Jinghong remained silent, the middle-aged man looked at his serious appearance, and was slightly surprised: "Come here, get your pen and ink." and a hundred-foot scroll."

Shangguan Jinghong took a jug of wine from someone's table, drank it all in one gulp, took a long scroll with brush and ink, and drew on it flamboyantly.

After about half an hour, Shangguan Jinghong still had no intention of stopping, so the middle-aged man ordered the rest to start first.

Another half an hour later, Shangguan Jinghong stopped writing and stood on his own, two lines of tears rolled down his face, he suddenly laughed out loud, startling everyone, the middle-aged man looked at him laughing, but his face was sad, and immediately ordered People have gone to long rolls to open.

The middle-aged man was shocked in the next scene. The [-]-foot-long scroll painted a team of exiles in a dilapidated village outside the city.The long scroll was fully unfolded, and the painting was still unfinished. At the end, four lines of poems were written: The wine and meat of the Zhumen stinks, and the road is full of frozen bones.Prosperity and decline are very close, and it is difficult to describe the melancholy.

The middle-aged man was shocked at first, and then he couldn't believe it: "Bold, how dare you draw a picture of today's rebellion and injustice, I am so good at rivers and mountains, how can I allow you to be so defiled..."

"Pollution? Hahahaha, thirty miles outside the city, there is a refugee team that can't be seen at a glance, and no one cares about it. Although I, Shangguan Jinghong, am from the Jianghu, I also know the truth that if you are poor, you will be alone, and if you are rich, you will benefit the world. And you One by one, they are dressed gorgeously, boasting of their elegance, and holding poetry meetings, shit! Fortunately, you are not from the rivers and lakes, otherwise, I would have taken your lives to pay homage to the thousands of dead souls outside the city. My Shangguan Jinghong said today Put it down, within three days, if there is no result in this matter, the officials of the Jizhou government should be replaced." As he spoke, he struck out with a sword, and the rockery in the garden suddenly fell apart, and he left without looking back after everything was done.

Shangguan Jinghong didn't know that the middle-aged man above the first place was the prince of the current dynasty, the emperor's third brother, Jin Wang Zhao Tianqi, who used to walk in the rivers and lakes in the past. 'King of the Righteous', and hates evil like an enemy.

When he learned of this, he immediately canceled the poetry meeting, deposed more than a dozen officials with a thunderous force, and killed the chief culprit. Three days later, he opened a warehouse to release food to help the victims.

Late at night, Prince Jin's Mansion.

"I should have thought of your high position and authority, otherwise the local officials would not have expelled the refugees in such a hurry, but I didn't expect you to be a prince?"

"Shangguan Jinghong, good name, good painting and writing, and first-class kung fu. I have heard of your "Peach Blossom Temple Song". Don't tell me you really never thought of serving the court."

"Hehe, maybe one day, at least for now, I still can't see any imperial court."

"Hmph, you're so bold. With just this one sentence, it's not too much to kill you ten times."

"Only if you can kill it!"

"Hahahaha, since the emperor came to the throne, I was called back to the court, and it has only been ten years. I can't imagine that I haven't walked in the rivers and lakes for ten years. Today's young people are so energetic that they have come to take care of the affairs of the court. Although they are refugees It's good to be unfair, but you're just a reckless man, even if you have some talent, how can you fight against hundreds of thousands of imperial court troops?"

"People in the world are in charge of the affairs of the world. When they see injustices on the road, they yell and act when it is time to act."

"Well, let's do it when it's time to do it. The court learned that you threatened the court officials. Although it was an injustice for the people, it was too outrageous. It has ordered you to be severely punished, but the king will let you go today. You can go. But The next time we meet, it will be the official meeting, and this king will not show mercy."

"Farewell!"

(End of this chapter)