The Song Dynasty has been deliberate for 16 years, only to know that it is the Water Margin

Xihe Lanhui, Longyou Plateau.

The Huangshui roars, the rain pours, the pass is full of roads, the dogs and birds don't hear it, and the night is thick and gloomy.

In Xining City, the sky seemed to be leaking, there were no stars or moon, only the sound of water droplets falling and hitting could be heard, and no sight of anything on the other side could be seen clearly.

In Prince Qin's palace, all the leather lanterns on the trees were annihilated, and only the ones hanging in front of the eaves of the corridor swayed in the wind. The fire was like ghosts, looming, sometimes bright and sometimes dark.

On the west side of the palace, there was an inconspicuous main hall. The old tree next to the hall suddenly made a "click" sound, and its thick branches were broken by the wind and rain, and hit the roof of the hall. Several pieces of green tiles fell off and fell to pieces on the ground.

The guards of the palace did not slack off because of the heavy rain. Instead, they wore bamboo hats and ponchos and continued to patrol around despite the storm.

But the rain was so heavy that the lantern he was carrying was knocked out by the wind and rain within a few steps, and then it became dark, making it difficult to see ahead.

Zhao Tong did not bring Su Shi to Longyou that day, so now Zhou Chu and Qian Wenxi are in charge of the palace guards. However, Qian Wenxi is not too busy, so Wu Xiaodao takes over.

Wu Xiaodao was on duty tonight. Looking at the extinguished lanterns, he couldn't help but frown, and hurriedly asked someone to get the "Angry Wind" lantern.

This "Qi Death Wind" lamp was developed by Qian Wenxi. It is not afraid of wind and rain and will not go out. The disadvantage is that the light is dimmed and the lamp body is fragile.

This lantern is only suitable for being carried in the hand. A few more lanterns can hold up the light, but it is not suitable for hanging. It will easily break if there is a collision.

After a while, I picked up the "Qi Si Feng" and held it in each hand. The light was no weaker than just two lanterns.

A group of people continued to patrol, and when they saw the inconspicuous hall to the west, Wu Xiaodao took a look and said, "No need to go there."

The guards nodded. They all had to ask Qian Wenxi to explain that there was no need to be very close to this hall because there were people here.

At this moment, the lights in the ear room in front of the palace are flickering, but there is no one around. So people are in the palace, even if they can't sleep, they don't go back to the ear room to rest.

They naturally knew who he was, but they didn't know why he didn't need to check when he was around. But since it was Qian Wenxi who told him, they just obeyed.

A group of people turned around and patrolled elsewhere...

In front of the Taishang Mansion, although the wind and rain were strong, the pergola was not blown down because the four corners and eight pillars were solid and made of cast iron.

The tent cloth above is also thick and soaked in oil for a long time, so rainwater cannot penetrate.

Shen Fei was sitting in the shed drinking, accompanied by two of his men.

The worse the weather, the more cautious you need to be. It’s a dark and windy night, and it’s a stormy night.

At such times, he would personally guard this place.

The old, oily wooden table was bought by Lao Zhangtou, the manager of Yuelai Tavern, and it didn't cost him a penny. He didn't carry any money with him when he was a child. It wasn't because he didn't want to, but because he didn't have any money since he was a child. Later, he had it. I don’t even carry it with me because I have developed the habit of not carrying it.

What's more, I can't bring it with me even if I want to. Everything I need has been given to me by someone. If I don't give it to me, I'll have the shamelessness to "beg" elsewhere.

There are four plates of side dishes on the table, one is roasted Huang fish, one is roasted mutton, one is boiled vegetables, one is boiled beans, and there is a pot of wine.

Jin'er made everything by herself and delivered it herself.

Yes, even if you want to bring money with you now, you can't bring it out, because it's all been handed over to Jin'er to manage, and Jin'er is asked to take care of the financial accounts, and he doesn't need these.

Jin'er was pregnant for more than five months. Before His Majesty went on the expedition, he went to ask for a name. His Majesty said it would be Shen Ye. His Majesty also said that this name was good and could be used by both the young man and his wife.

Speaking of which, His Majesty is also strange. He always calls him A Fei, regardless of calling him disciple, and adds the word "A". This seems to be the habit in the south. He is from the north, and no one has called him that since he was born. , His Majesty has never called anyone this.

Your Majesty's behavior is really unpredictable and unpredictable, which makes people awe and admire.

That’s right, he is actually also a disciple of His Majesty, and the true founding disciple.

Not Gao Chong, that little man, nor Yuan Ying, that silly girl. He was His Majesty's first apprentice. When His Majesty established the Bloody Regiment and made him its leader, he accepted him as his apprentice.

He learned swordsmanship and learned swordsmanship from His Majesty. No one knew about it, not even Su Shi, Lei San, and Zhou Chu.

He is left-handed, so...he practices the sword with his left hand.

At this time, the rain finally became lighter, from a heavy downpour to a steady drizzle.

Shen Fei picked up a green bean boiled in salted water with chopsticks, put it into his mouth, and chewed it slowly.

He always eats very carefully, otherwise he won't eat, and will only eat when he is too hungry. He has been homeless since he was a child, and he finally came to Tokyo alive after being hungry for a long time. After joining the army, he would never waste food. A little food.

"Cooking cakes, steaming big cooking cakes..."

Shen Fei narrowed his eyes, remained calm, and picked up another green pea.

He heard footsteps coming this way just now. This side of Taishang's Mansion was empty, and few people usually came here, let alone on a rainy night?
"Cooking cakes, big cooking cakes with yellow noodles and blooming flowers..."

Shen Fei picked up the wine cup and took a sip. Although he drank, he never drank too much, nor did he drink it all in one gulp like others.

For this reason, Shi Jin also gave him a nickname, calling him Shen Yizhen, Sip the wine.

It's dark now, and it's windy and rainy. Where can anyone take out pancakes? Besides, aren’t cooking cakes only sold in the morning?
Shen Fei turned around and looked at his two men. Each of them was holding the handle of the knife tightly, and they both saw that something was wrong.

He whispered a few words and asked one of them to go back and notify the others to enter a state of combat readiness, while the other went to the Xining Prefecture Yamen to call for support from the Yamen soldiers.

The Supreme Emperor must not have any accidents or mistakes in the palace. No matter how many unruly people come to the other side, even if he has more than enough to deal with them, he still has to call people over. Even if a lion fights a rabbit, he must use all his strength and be cautious without making any big mistakes. .

At this time, the sound of selling cooking cakes got closer. Through the hazy rain curtain, Shen Fei saw green bamboo hats and green coir raincoats, carrying a load. There was a charcoal fire glowing at one end of the load, and steam rising from the other end. .

What a nice slanting wind and drizzle, no need to go home!

He took another sip of the wine and found it too unpleasant. He didn't know how people like Lu Da, Wu Song, and Shi Jin managed to drink it all in one gulp, or even drink from the jar.

"Brother, I want some cooking cakes. The newly released yellow-faced large cooking cakes with blooming flowers."

An old voice sounded, rotten and withered, as if it had been hidden in the cabinet and moldy for who knows how many years. It suddenly appeared, making people's teeth itch.

Shen Fei said nothing and watched the old man approach step by step, approaching the pergola, as if he wanted to put down his burden and take a break to catch his breath.

But just as the old man moved his shoulders, the two chopsticks in his hand had already shot out, and his body also changed shape and left the seat. What the two chopsticks encountered was a tent of hot coals. The bright red coals were exposed under the drizzle, making a harsh "hissing" sound, and all of them flew to the place where he was sitting just now.

The two chopsticks were blocked by the charcoal fire. Although they still penetrated, they were weak. The old man dodged.

At this moment, Shen Fei pulled out his waist knife with his right hand. A cold light flashed in the darkness, and he was in front of the old man. He slashed down with the knife like a waterfall.

The old man made a "ha" sound, like a wild mandrill, and something appeared in his sleeve, with a bright yellow light and a strange shape. It turned out to be a one-legged bronze man.

There are very few users of weapons like the One-Horned Bronze Man, because the Bronze Man must have such means to support its acupuncture points, otherwise it will not be able to exert its power.

Just a few "ding ding ding ding" sounds were heard, and the two exchanged three or four moves in the blink of an eye, as fast as meteors. Especially under the rain, it was difficult to see clearly.

Then the rabbit jumped up and the eagle flipped, the light and shadow were intertwined, and after a few more moves, there was a sudden "swish" sound and a "puff" sound. The Yan Fei Dao in Shen Fei's hand was knocked away and stuck on the table leg.

The old man let out a jeering laugh, like a night owl, and then the one-legged bronze man in his hand waved to Shen Fei's head, intending to take his life.

Shen Fei suddenly slid forward on one side of his body, and then quickly twitched his left hand on his waist. The dragon roared, and silver light suddenly appeared. It turned out to be a soft sword as bright as water, which was inserted diagonally. The old man's ribs...

Inside the Prince of Qin’s Palace, there is an inconspicuous hall on the west side.

There were no lights in the hall, but there was a person sitting there, his eyes brighter than the lights.

This hall is exactly the hall where Zhao Taochen put the stone wall on the island. The person sitting there is none other than Song Qing.

Song Qing had not stayed in the house day and night before Zhao Tong left Xining. Although he sometimes stayed overnight and Zhao Tong built him a small house outside, he did not live here permanently.

But after Zhao Tong went on the expedition, he moved here directly. Even if Xiao Anping took a break and took him out to play, the two of them would come back to live in the wing at night.

Song Qing stared at the last stone wall of the island and slowly exhaled.

He had already penetrated the first and second stone walls, but he had no clue about the last one.

But he was not in a hurry. Since His Majesty allowed him to watch and even built a house for him, with his talent as a martial artist, he would sooner or later realize the final move of this ancient art.

His martial arts talent is extremely high, which can be said to be rare in the world, but he has almost never shown it, whether in Songjiazhuang, Liangshan Mountain, or even when he was conquering Tian Hu in Hebei.

Why is he nicknamed Iron Fan? He has never walked through the rivers and lakes, never mingled with the people in the market, and thirdly has not done business or opened a shop. Who would give him a nickname when he has nothing to do?

He gave this nickname to himself!

Iron fan!
Iron Fan Song Qing!
At first glance, an iron fan sounds like trash. Who would use an iron fan to fan themselves?

It's neither easy to hold nor carry, so how can it produce faster wind than a paper fan?
It's laborious to take, it's a pity to throw away, and it's extremely useless.

However, the iron fan has another meaning!
The iron fan is impermeable to wind and rain, water and fire, airtight and as secure as a rock!
When the iron fan is opened, nothing can pass through it. If you want to be fanned, just fan it. If you don't want to be fanned, even if the wind wants to pass through it, it won't be able to pass through!
He has a rock boxing technique that is as stable as a rock, like an iron fan. Even if it rains heavily, no rain will touch his clothes except his arms.

He has a set of golden kicks that are as solid as gold. When he kicks, his lower body is as stable as a mountain. Even if he is hit by a stick, the stick will be broken and his legs will be like steel whips.

He has a set of sword techniques called the Copper Wall Iron Wall Sword, a sword technique called the Unbreakable Sword, and a fan technique called the Anru Taishan Fan.

All these martial arts skills of his were created by himself. He hid in the city for a little while, and hid in the court for a big time. He felt that although his talents were favored by heaven, he had no ambitions, so he stayed hidden, and did not want to reveal any of them except between life and death.

But he also has weaknesses. Since his talent is extremely high, he is naturally good at martial arts. Although he does not show it externally, he always observes the people around him and watches other people's drills. Experts and inferior skills, good guys and scoundrels, good and bad, all are integrated into his own martial arts. within.

When he was brought to the main hall by Zhao Tong, he could see at a glance that there were ancient martial arts on the stone wall.

What does ancient martial arts represent? The most prosperous peak of martial arts was during the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, when hundreds of schools of thought contended, weeded out the old and brought forth the new, and a hundred flowers bloomed.

Since the Qin and Han Dynasties, due to the end of the era of various scholars, inherent sects have been formed, or single generations of aristocratic families have begun to cherish their own things, and gradually many things have been lost.

Although talents have emerged from generation to generation, each has been leading the way for hundreds of years, and has also created extremely powerful new martial arts, there is still an endless cycle of creation and loss. Therefore, there are no more powerful martial arts in the world now than in ancient times, only more powerful martial arts than in ancient times. Less then.

In this way, ancient martial arts is extremely precious. For ordinary people, it may be a means to defeat the enemy and dominate. However, for talented martial arts geniuses, many things can be deduced from it, and they can draw parallels and draw parallels. Let yourself be successful and take further steps!
So, after seeing the stone wall, Song Qing couldn't move.

But he still wanted to hide himself, thinking about finding opportunities to sneak over to watch and study in the future. Yes, it was sneaky.

Can stealing martial arts be called stealing? For a martial artist, that's definitely not what it sounds like! A gentleman is poor, so what's the point of his next sentence?

But what surprised him was that Zhao Tong actually opened his base, naturally, with his fists.

He didn't want to fight back, he didn't want to parry, he stood still, not believing that the other party would really beat him to death. Although it was hard to say whether King Qin was a gentleman, he was not an evil master who would kill defenseless people at will without caring about the crime. .

However, he couldn't help it. As soon as the other party made a move, he discovered that it seemed to be the martial arts on the stone wall.

I can't help but resist, and I can't help showing off.

result……

Unexpectedly, I can't beat him. I really can't beat him. I can't beat him!
He was dumbfounded and deceived. He was a half-step master, a person who controlled the world without any hindrance, but he didn't even get through three moves from the opponent.

What is the other party? Great master!
So there was an unspoken agreement. The other party allowed him to enter the palace to inspect the stone walls and built him a small house. But what he had to do was... protect the safety of the palace and protect the other party's family!

In fact, he is also protecting the safety of his own family. Xiao Anping accompanies the second prince to study and lives in the house all the time. Although he is not at ease, he wants to be close to protect him.

It was the best of both worlds, but to be honest, he had the advantage. After all, he had been studying in Prince Anping's palace and had been in contact with the clan in the palace since he was a child. His future prospects were limitless.

At this time, Song Qing suddenly turned his head in the darkness, looked out of the hall with emotionless eyes, then stood up and left the hall without any sound.

It was still raining outside, and I saw a few black shadows passing through the rain curtain, and then dispersed, heading northeast like ghosts.

Over there is the back palace of the prince's palace.

His feet were like smoke, and without any movement he actually chased the last black figure, and then clapped his hands forward. There was no sound, and the man lay down in a pile like cotton wool without even letting out a cry of resistance.

He then looked in the direction where the other black figures had disappeared, and his figure suddenly disappeared.

After understanding the two moves on the stone wall, he was already the first person under the great master...

(End of this chapter)