I want to embrace the moon for nine days

Chapter 104: When the waves rise slightly, the undercurrent has arrived

Li Qiumian took them up the mountain. The mountain gate of the academy was very impressive, but it had obviously gone through many vicissitudes of time and was a bit old.

What you can see from the top of the mountain is an open space a hundred steps square, paved with gray stone bricks. The texture of the stone bricks is a bit rough, but the gaps are very neatly spaced. After so many years, no grass has grown.

There is a guardrail on the side of the cliff close to the east of the site, and a large bamboo forest on the west. There are several paths between the bamboo forests leading to the houses in the distance.

To the north is the main hall of the academy. The weather is perfect today and the doors and windows are open.

Su Hanshan and the others could see directly through the entire main hall and saw the courtyard, school, and more houses behind the main hall. There were many books hanging on the wooden shelves in the courtyard, and many civilian students were flipping through them.

Li Qiumian did not take them to the main hall, but went directly west, through the bamboo forest, and among many courtyards, toward a courtyard that smelled faintly of dry medicinal herbs.

"Yaowangyuan is a place where our academy doctors and medical students often come. Although it is not too quiet, it is at least not noisy. It also has a complete range of medicinal materials. If the disciples are seriously injured and the distance is suitable, they will come here to recuperate."

Li Qiumian smiled and said, "There are forty rooms behind this courtyard, and at least half of them are still vacant. Chaoyang is familiar with this place, and I can ask him to find some rooms for you to stay in temporarily."

Uncle Zhang smiled slightly and said: "I haven't seen any medicinal materials before. This time we are here to collect books at your house. Don't think about it."

"Have you forgotten, there is no place for people to live in Kuzhou Pavilion where we store books, and the residence behind Yaowang Courtyard, open the back door, walk through the peach grove and apricot grove, less than fifty steps away, is Kuzhou Pavilion. It’s the closest.”

Li Qiumian shook his head and said, "Although you slept directly on the ground when you were flipping through the book over there, you are now old and have injuries on your body, so you still need to take care of yourself."

Su Hanshan said: "Has the old man come here to read books before?"

Zhang Shuwei recalled: "Yes, I have been here, but at that time, his father was still in charge of his family. I only read the books on the fifth floor of Kuzhou Pavilion, but I didn't have the most precious part hidden underground. Can go in."

"I have already said hello to the person guarding Kuzhou Pavilion. Now you can go in and browse at will."

Li Qiumian looked at Su Hanshan and said, "Brother Su, you can go too."

Su Hanshan said: "Mountain Master, at my age, you should just call me by my name."

"Hey, I thought the younger a person becomes famous, the more he likes to be given mature honorifics."

Li Qiumian thought thoughtfully, "For example, when Chaoyang was 15 years old, he wouldn't let me call him Xiaoyang. When Situ first met, he was ten years younger than me, but he asked me to call him big brother."

Su Hanshan chuckled and said: "Probably because I am really mature and don't need the overly mature title from the elders to prove it."

Situ Zhongxia turned a deaf ear to these words and was greeting the steward of Yaowangyuan.

Li Chaoyang's face turned red, he hesitated to speak, and looked around.

Li Qiumian and Su Hanshan looked at each other and smiled. After making this joke in a tacit understanding, the two seemed to be more familiar with each other.

This mountain master of Fuyao Mountain has a peculiar temperament. When talking to Zhang Shuwei, he seems to be an old and disabled friend of the same age as Zhang Shuwei.

When joking about Li Chaoyang, he is like an elder brother who is only slightly older than Li Chaoyang.

Even for someone like Su Hanshan, whose body and soul are of different ages, getting along with him feels like he was joking with his classmates in his previous life.

While chatting and laughing, Li Qiumian took them to his residence behind the Yaowang Courtyard. There was actually a stream running through the backyard. The flowers growing on the trees beside the stream diluted the smell of the medicinal materials in front. People living in the back would only smell it. The fragrance of water vapor seems to be there but not there.

"I still have things to do. You can rest or read a book, or if you are hungry and want to eat, you can do whatever you want. We will get together in the evening."

After Li Qiumian said this, he was about to leave.

Uncle Zhang said slightly: "Wait a minute, you went to such trouble to find me, you must have something you need my help with, at least let me know your pulse first, right?"

Li Qiumian just smiled and said: "Don't worry, you have worked hard all the way and your energy and spirit have been lost. Let's recover first."

"Mountain Lord."

Su Hanshan suddenly said, "The main rudder of Fuyao Mountain is in the south of Lin'an City, the main hall of Kuanggu Hall is in the north of Lin'an City, and Lingyin Temple, Feilai Peak, etc. are all in the west of Lin'an."

"Originally, most of the important roads in the west seemed to be occupied by gangs attached to Kuang Gutang. Now that they have been attacked, people's hearts are inevitably in panic. Fuyao Mountain may be able to explore there."

Su Hanshan's deterrence must have been effective recently, but if there are no follow-up measures against these gangs, I am afraid that they will eventually return to their old ways.

But lasting peace and stability, or even changing the living outlook of those villagers, is not something Su Hanshan can achieve alone.

Along the way, Su Hanshan felt that he might be able to draw on various experiences involving Fuyao Mountain.

Li Qiumian's eyes moved slightly: "Even though you are so energetic, you have not forgotten your prudent attitude... I am just looking for manpower and connections. I will take this opportunity to arrange for my disciples to handle this matter."

As the two strongest gangs in the Southern Song Dynasty, even if they only considered the interests of the gangs, they would never let go of this opportunity to seize a piece of territory that the other party had lost control of.

But under Su Hanshan's encouraging words, his original intention was not just to let them occupy the land, but also for the villagers on that land.

Li Qiumian realized this and appreciated Su Hanshan even more.

There are only a few people who dare to fight for a little kindness, and there are even fewer people who remember to deal with the consequences after fighting and find ways to use strength.

Everyone bowed their hands and said goodbye, and Li Qiumian left immediately.

Seeing that he had left, Li Chaoyang became more lively and said, "What's the point of resting? We martial arts practitioners need to recuperate, and more importantly, replenish our energy. The best medicine in the world is delicious food. I'll take everyone to eat it first." Have a good meal!"

Situ Zhongxia picked up a bottle of medicinal wine from somewhere and was tasting it. Hearing this, he immediately agreed: "The great chef on the mountain can really make the dishes come alive. I also brought good peppers from Bashu this time. They do it.”

Hey, was there chili pepper in the Song Dynasty?

This thought flashed through Su Hanshan's mind, and he immediately became amused. Why did he use the history of his previous life to set it up? There have obviously been too many different developments.

Thinking about it this way, he had great expectations for the current level of food in this world.

Xueling County is in the north, and the food taste is more like the northerners in the previous life, which is very different from the south.

Although Su Hanshan has adapted to the taste there, when he arrived in this place of Jiangsu and Zhejiang, he couldn't help but think of the flavor of his hometown in his previous life.

"I disagree."

Su Hanshan stretched out a long stretch and said with a smile, "You are injured. I haven't slept for a few days and fought fiercely with others. It will definitely affect the taste. How can we eat delicious food in this state? You can taste the delicate taste.”

"I think it's best for us to go to bed now, and eat after we're done!"

Zhang Shuwei also nodded slightly and said, "That's the truth."

Even if you don't say it, you still don't feel it. When the topic of sleep comes up, Li Chaoyang himself feels sleepy.

The four of them looked at each other, and there was no need to choose any room in particular. Everyone just found an empty room, went in, and fell asleep.

They fell into a quiet, sweet sleep, but many people in Fuyao Mountain and Kuanggu Hall could not calm down at this time.

Especially Kuang Gu Tang.

The main hall of Kuanggu Hall is like a huge villa. In the eastern half of the villa alone, there are more than 300 large rooms and halls. In addition to the living quarters, there are also study rooms, warehouses, granaries, pharmacies, quiet rooms, etc. , everything you need.

In the western half, there are pigeon farms, stables, dog sheds, deer parks, ornamental gardens, rockeries, and artificially dug lakes and ponds dedicated to training pigeons.

There are a total of 1000 people here during the day who are responsible for collecting and transporting various information documents and passing orders. In addition to the servants who purchase food and clean the villa, and the guards who patrol everywhere, there are more than [-] people.

Even at night, the people who handled the paperwork went home to rest, and the servants all went to bed. It seemed that only about [-] people were left patrolling around and standing on the watchtower to watch the night.

But in fact, there are 240 people in charge of various agencies in the underground secret passage. They are on duty in three shifts at twelve o'clock, and there is no interruption.

After Zheng Dao withdrew from Situ Zhongxia, he went to the main road on the west side of Feilai Peak, managed to summon his personal followers, and inspected various battlefields.

It was already night when he suppressed the surprise and anger in his heart and carried the bodies of the seven sect leaders and the three hall masters Liang Guying, Right Judge and others back to the main hall.

The torches held by hundreds of gang members illuminated the open space outside the most commonly used Crouching Tiger Hall as bright as day.

The firelight and the person's clothes were blown by the night wind, swaying slightly, and the person's shadow was cast on the ground, causing it to sway slightly.

Only the old man standing outside the threshold of Crouching Tiger Hall stood out and stood out from the rest.

He is said to be an old man, but in fact, except for two strands of silver on his temples, the rest of his hair is as black as ink, making him appear to be more resilient than young people.

A broad and clean forehead, liger-like eyes, a high bridge of nose, a deep philtrum, tightly closed lips, a black beard, and a long-sleeved robe that resembles Zen and Confucianism.

Every time other people look at him, he will feel that this person is more like a powerful and ancient sacred statue.Therefore, the corners of his clothes and hair will not be shaken by the night wind, and even his shadow is extraordinarily deep and dark.

Zheng Dao, the main hall master of Kuanggu Hall, is like an old immortal on weekdays, and he is like King Kong when using force. His spirit is already the most powerful in the world.

But when standing next to this person, even Zheng Dao seemed a bit vain, weak, and lacking in foundation.

Of course, only their chief hall leader, Zhao Lizong, can have such a majestic demeanor and can show such a demeanor unabashedly in the main hall of Kuanggu Hall!
"...I originally thought that Su Hanshan was able to break through to Feilai Peak because he had reinforcements. Later, after checking several battlefields, I discovered that he had really killed Dailuyanhong and Youdaoying with his own strength. Sword, another battle by the river, destroyed the direct descendants of the seven heads of the Prime Minister's Mansion and the elite men of Lao San."

Zheng Dao was reporting today's events in person, with his hands folded in his sleeves and looking at the corpse on the ground. He neither bent down nor lowered his head, but his tone was very respectful and showed his solemnity about this matter.

"He shouldn't be at the level of a grandmaster yet. He fought more than 200 people alone by the river and was able to annihilate them all. At most, he was only one step away from being a master."

"What's even more troublesome is that he seems to be able to use the Baiyun Drunken Immortal Pill during battle."

Zhao Lizong said softly: "Zen Master Daoji's Baiyun Drunk Elixir?"

"Exactly, except for the master, no one can guarantee that they can withstand the effectiveness of this kind of elixir."

Zheng Dao continued, "But this kind of medicine does not distinguish between friend and foe. If it is used as a hidden weapon, you cannot inject internal energy into the hidden weapon. The power is limited and it is easy to deal with it. If you apply it on a weapon, you will not be able to pour it into the weapon first. The inner strength imbued in the blade will surely give the master clues and take precautions."

"To be able to use this kind of elixir on a battlefield where he is facing more than 200 people alone, this person's martial arts definitely has an advantage that is hard to find in any martial arts school in the world."

Zhao Lizong said: "Isn't it Zhang Shuwei who improved this elixir?"

"Probably not."

Zheng Dao said with great certainty, "If Zhang Shuwei could use it himself, he would definitely attack me when he faced me, but he didn't dare to do so."

Zhao Lizong let out a long sigh, and his expression gradually became sad.

"It is common for generals to die in battle, for pots to be broken without leaving wells, and for people to die in rivers and lakes. If Lao San and the others died at the hands of those famous people in Fuyao Mountain, it would only be a few more blood feuds, but to die in the hands of someone who has never In the hands of those who expected it, it can’t help but add a little more unexpected sadness.”

He whispered softly, walked forward slowly, walked past the corpses, and stopped next to the right judge.

"In these years, in addition to Prime Minister Zuo Fan Zhong and Fuyaoshan Li Qiumian, there is also a third group of people secretly in the government and the public, who have repeatedly informed Leng Youming, and even from the palace to the martial arts in various places, they seem to be there. The shadow is causing trouble."

"The right judge has been hiding beside Leng Youming for many years in order to uncover clues about that group of people. He worked hard and achieved great results. His death in this operation is an accident among accidents."

"He hardly enjoyed any of the benefits of being a general of our Kuanggu Hall during his lifetime. It seems that he can only repay it to his clan members."

Zhao Lizong ordered, "Let him be buried with the same standards as the master of our Kuanggu Hall, just like Lao San."

"The bodies of the leaders of the seven sects will be left here with us for the time being. We will ask the Prime Minister's Mansion tomorrow what to do with them, and then we can deal with them."

Everyone bowed their heads and listened to the order, and took the bodies away one after another.

Zhao Lizong turned around and returned to the Crouching Tiger Hall, sat on the throne carved from the arctic ice that lasted for thousands of years, his eyebrows drooped slightly, and he said, "Look up the origin of Su Hanshan."

Zheng Dao had also followed in, but did not reply.

He knew that this was not a question for him.

After a while, there was a slight sound of the secret door turning at the back of the hall, and a slender, eagle-nosed Taoist wearing a purple jade lotus crown came out.

This person is none other than the second master of Kuanggu Hall, Taoist Priest Zihai.

He has at least 150 talents under him who have been carefully selected since childhood and trained using extremely cruel methods of rewards and punishments. These people are not very good at martial arts and have not strong ability to do things, but they have exceptionally good memories.

Kuanggutang supports them, and they don't need to do anything else. They only need to remember the news collected by Kuanggutang from all parties in the world. Each person is responsible for memorizing part of it.

In this way, if the senior officials of Kuanggutang want to find any information, they don't need to search in the vast sea of ​​classics, they only need to ask them.

"No answer."

Taoist Master Zihai came up personally to report, "Among all the information collected by Kuanggu Hall, I can't find any martial arts of any family or school that can be matched with all the corpse clues reported by the hall master."

"Song, Jin, Mongolia, Fusang, Annan, Siam, no matter what information we have, none of them can be sure that they are the disciples of Su Hanshan."

Zhao Lizong had already expected it: "What if we don't rely on the inherent information and let you guess?"

Taoist Master Zihai has already thought about this: "According to my own opinion, he may be the descendant of Lai Buyi."

Zheng Dao added: "Su Hanshan was able to trap and kill the members of Youdao Shadow Sword in the formation, which is enough to prove that he not only has high combat power, but also has extremely good eyesight. Combined with his age, Xunlong Sword Sect is indeed most likely."

Generations of the Xunlong Sword Sect have been young prodigies. Although each generation has been short-lived, they have one thing in common, that is, they can temper their eyes, have extraordinary vision, and have extraordinary brain power.

Their ancestor, Lai Buyi, is said to be miraculous. It is said that he can see the graves of a family, find the dragon's acupoints, change the feng shui, and bless his descendants. For a dense city, the site was selected in advance and surrounding people were encouraged to move there.

Even when Zhu Xi, the greatest master of Confucianism in the past century, was alive, he highly praised Lai Buyi's Feng Shui theory.

Moreover, each generation of descendants of the Xunlong Sword Sect will innovate new moves in martial arts, and their swordsmanship style is almost completely different from that of the previous generation.

As for Su Hanshan not using a sword, but only using swords, guns, fists and kicks, it seems that it can also be regarded as another innovation of the Xunlong Sword Sect.

Zhao Lizong said: "Okay, when I deliver the news tomorrow, I will pass along your guess."

Zheng Dao understood and responded.

When the emperor seized power, considering that Shi Miyuan had too many party members, in order not to cause too much turmoil, he made many compromises, so that there is still no break between Shi Miyuan and the emperor.

Moreover, in recent years, the emperor himself also fell in love with talking about Taoism, Zen and Dharma. He often gathered a group of monks and Taoists around him. He once wanted to build a temple of merit for his beloved concubine.

He is so obsessed with Feng Shui, prophecy, reincarnation, national destiny and other rhetoric that is difficult to distinguish between true and false.

It resonates more and more with Shi Mingyuan's style of pursuing longevity.

Now that the Puji Miracle Doctor and the descendants of Xunlong are gathered in Fuyao Mountain, it is not difficult for Shi Miyuan to use some tricks to get the emperor to help in this matter.

At that time, if Kuang Gutang wants to take action, it will be easier to find opportunities.

"Whether he is a descendant of the Xunlong Sword Sect or not, what he did this time has completely declared his position."

Zhao Lizong said indifferently, "A dissatisfied weakling, who is already such a thorny enemy, will definitely become a serious problem in time, so it is better to let him die as soon as possible!"

At this time, the secret door at the back of the hall was activated again, and a thin man came to the front of the hall, knelt on one knee and presented a secret letter.

Zhao Lizong took it with a calm expression, but after just one glance, he suddenly felt moved.

Zheng Dao and Zihai Taoist were shocked, and both looked surprised.

They had not seen such a drastic change in Zhao Lizong's demeanor for at least ten years.

"The chief hall master."

Zheng Dao asked aloud, "What happened?"

"The news just leaked from the palace, the emperor has secretly issued an order to allow Meng Zhaoxuan to return to Lin'an, and..."

Zhao Lizong took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, "It is said that he secretly returned from the border this time because he wanted to discuss a major matter with the emperor, and also because he was seriously ill and was about to end his life!"

Taoist priest Zihai cried out: "How is that possible? He is only 42 years old!"

If it were in the past, it would not be a particularly rare thing for the world's most powerful generals to die in their 40s. The hidden injuries and diseases left behind by rushing on the battlefield could easily kill people.

Some of the most glorious generals in history did not even live to be 30 years old.

But Meng Zhaoxuan is the number one master recognized by all countries today. In this era, he is the person who has gone the furthest on the road of rebirth.

Such a person has never been defeated or even injured no matter what kind of enemy he has faced for ten years. What disease can be infected with him?
Even if he lives for another 100 years, no one will find it strange. How could he be in his early forties and end his life now? !
Zheng Dao just raised his hand, pressed his forehead, and murmured: "Actually, it's not impossible."

"Li Qiumian..."

Zhao Lizong held the letter and looked south, as if he had foreseen the violent waves that would tear the sky and the earth, "You don't want to cure your mother, but you don't want to cure yourself either?"

(End of this chapter)