The world started from mixing in the courtyard

Chapter 200: Getting Started
(Learn a lesson. To prevent friends from thinking that I am whitewashing someone and being cursed, let me first say that there are only a few pitiful people in the whole novel of "Swordsman". The others are all bastards, and the first ones to bear the brunt are Yue Buqun and Linghu Chong...)
Huayin.

The sun was blazing.

A pair of sword-wielding lovers stood by the roadside, leading their horses, watching a group of refugees heading west.

The woman had a beautiful appearance, but her eyebrows revealed a heroic spirit, which made her look very different from other women. Her eyes followed the refugees, and her delicate face showed a look of pity. Suddenly, she said, "Brother, these people are really pitiful. In the year of the disaster, they have no clothes to wear and no food to eat. They have to rush to the prefectural capital. I heard that only there, the court has prepared relief!"

The man was tall and straight, and although he was holding a sword, he exuded an air of elegance. But suddenly, his eyes became confused, and he shuddered slightly. He turned his head to look at the woman next to him and called softly, "Madam Yue?"

The woman blushed and said angrily, "Brother, what nonsense are you talking about! Others call me Madam Yue, why do you call me that too?"

The man nodded slightly and said with a smile: "Just teasing you for a bit."

But the woman's face turned pale and she said sternly: "Brother, why are you suddenly so frivolous? Don't you feel pity for these people in front of you?" The woman pointed at the refugees in front.

The man looked embarrassed. Well, Lao Yue was known as Gentleman Sword in the martial arts world. Now that he was him, he really shouldn't talk like that. But he had just come here, so he had to at least confirm his identity.

Yue Buqun looked painful and sighed: "The people are suffering, what can we, the people of Jianghu, do? You are no stranger to the current situation of Huashan!"

Ning Zhongze also looked sad when he heard this, and said bitterly: "How can our fate not be the same as these refugees? Daddy said that he would not be able to hold on for three years at most, or even a year at the fastest. The three uncles were even more seriously injured and have been bedridden for many years. I'm afraid they won't be able to hold on for much longer!"

"There are three more senior brothers, which is even more heartbreaking. They were so young, but already... plus the uncles and senior brothers who passed away one after another in recent years, then there will only be you and me on Mount Hua!"

"Woooo..."

Thinking of how Huashan used to be prosperous and glorious, with so many disciples, Ning Zhongze was overwhelmed with grief and burst into tears. He complained, "The relationship with the Sword Sect is now completely lost. I don't care about it, but my friends from the Qi Sect are also..."

"Thirty taels of silver, how can I explain this to my father?"

Today, Yue Buqun and Ning Zhongze went down the mountain with one purpose - to collect protection fees.

After all, martial arts sects also need to eat, drink, defecate and urinate.

In addition to the Huashan Sect, there are many large and small forces that are affiliated with the Huashan Sect.

These forces, big and small, have to pay money to Huashan in the middle and end of each year in order to seek protection.

However, the dispute over Huashan sword energy has been going on for many years, and the affiliated forces of Huashan Sect have naturally split into two factions.

Ever since the Qi Sect took over the main position in Huashan, the Sword Sect and its vassal forces have stopped interacting with the current Huashan Sect.

But when they went down the mountain this time, Yue Buqun and Ning Zhongze discovered that the affiliated forces of the Qi Sect were actually pretending to obey and actually disrespecting Mount Hua.

In fact, with their strength, they could easily pick off a few small forces, but the Huashan Sect is really weak now, and they don't know if there are people instigating and supporting these people behind the scenes. They dare not act rashly. If they are not careful, they may be plotted against.

As a result, the two of them were busy for more than half a month, but they only brought back thirty taels of silver.

Yue Buqun gave a bitter smile. Old Yue was having a hard time right now!

The current Huashan Sect is like the Shu Han after Liu Bei's Yiling expedition. The country is small and the people are weak, with internal and external troubles, and it is on the verge of survival.

“Junior sister, Huashan will surely be revived one day, I swear to heaven!” Yue Buqun comforted her.

Ning Zhongze's eyes were filled with tears. Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly caught sight of a child, about five or six years old, sitting on the side of the road. He did not move with the refugees and had separated from the main group. Startled, he immediately jumped over.

"Child, why don't you leave?" Ning Zhongze asked gently.

The child was not very old, but his eyes were very bright, unlike the dull eyes of other refugees. He looked up at Ning Zhongze and said with a wry smile, "I'm too tired. I can't walk anymore. I can beg for food here. At my age, I shouldn't starve to death as a beggar!"

Ning Zhongze was surprised to see a five or six-year-old child speak so insightfully and said with a smile, "Oh, you have such thoughts." Then he asked, "What about your parents? Aren't they among the refugees?"

"My parents are long gone, and I'm alone here. Actually, I'm not a refugee, I just saw there were so many people here, so I followed them for a while." The child said nonchalantly.

Ning Zhongze was more and more surprised. One has to know that a lone child would not dare to follow a group of refugees. If someone was extremely hungry or had evil intentions and had no parents, he would most likely be killed in secret.

This kid followed for a while, and nothing happened to him?! (It could also be because of the protagonist's halo.)
Just then, Yue Buqun came over. Ning Zhongze turned around and sighed, "Brother, this kid is like a rough diamond!"

Yue Buqun had a bad feeling in his heart and had already figured out who this person was. He responded by saying, "He is indeed an extraordinary person."

"Child, do you remember your name?" Ning Zhongze turned around and asked again.

"Okay, I'm Linghu Chong!" The child laughed. (Linghu Chong's age is different in several versions. Here we take the modified timeline that Linghu Chong met Yue Buqun at the age of five. Yue Lingshan is still seven years younger than Linghu Chong and will be born two years later.)
Ning Zhongze frowned and said, "Most of the Linghu clan members are in Hedong, but we have some in Guanzhong. Do you still remember where your home is? Although your parents are not here, there should be clan members there. Why don't you tell us where your home is and we will take you home."

And the other side.

Yue Buqun is numb!
really!

This is his evil karma!
His nemesis!

His eldest disciple, his adopted son, is also the obstacle that prevents him from reviving Huashan! The biggest stumbling block to dominating the martial arts world!

"I can't remember where my home is!" Linghu Chong shook his head, his eyes confused.

Ning Zhongze sighed slightly and looked at Linghu Chong in silence for a while. Suddenly, as if he remembered something, he turned around and said, "Brother, this boy is quite smart. Since he has no home, why don't we take him back to Huashan? There are not many disciples in Huashan now..."

Yue Buqun almost blurted out, "No!"
Although Linghu Chong has outstanding talent in martial arts!
But this guy is obviously not the same kind of person as me.

In other words, he is not the same kind of person as everyone in the entire Smiling Proud Wanderer.

Yue Buqun squatted down, looked at Linghu Chong and said kindly: "Child, we are from the Huashan Sect. I wonder if you have heard of us?"

Linghu Chong nodded, excitement showing on his face.

He hung out on the streets all day, and although he was young, he had heard a lot of gossip from martial arts masters and knew that there was a martial arts sect called the Huashan Sect.

Seeing Linghu Chong nod, Yue Buqun continued, "Since you know, I will tell you straight away. I feel sorry for you today, so I want to accept you as my disciple at Huashan, but there are some rules that need to be made clear in advance."

"We can teach you to read and practice martial arts, but the rules of our Huashan sect are strict. We usually have to eat simple meals. We will have to ask you to pick mushrooms and dig wild vegetables. If you violate the rules, we will punish you severely!"

"You seem to be a casual person and can't stand being restrained. Do you agree to this?"

Ning Zhongze looked at Yue Buqun strangely. Why should he be so cautious with a child this young? If he wanted to accept him, he could just take him away.

But in front of Linghu Chong, as his wife and junior sister, she naturally couldn't argue with her senior husband, so she could only bear it.

Linghu Chong, who was a little excited just now, looked depressed. "I heard that people in Jianghu eat meat and drink wine in big bowls. How come you in Huashan have fallen to such a state? You still have to dig wild vegetables and pick mushrooms?"

"Living like those refugees?"

Ning Zhongze suddenly looked embarrassed.

Yue Buqun knew Linghu Chong's character and didn't care at all. He laughed and said, "My friend, you are right. Huashan is now like those refugees, but we just have a place to live." "In that case, are you willing to join Huashan?"

Linghu Chong naturally hesitated. He had been out and about, and although he was only five years old, he had already developed the principle of doing things as he pleased. If he was restricted all day and lived a poor life, he would naturally be unhappy, and he was not willing to do so. But he also understood that he was only five years old, and it was not a long-term solution for him to hang out alone outside.

"Child, I am from Huashan..." Ning Zhongze was naturally worried about Linghu Chong being alone, so he tried to persuade him.

Yue Buqun said, "In that case, why don't I send you to the Songshan Sect, which is also one of the Five Mountains Sword Sects? The rules of the Songshan Sect are also strict, but there is one thing: the Songshan Sect is large and powerful, and they don't need you to dig wild vegetables or pick mushrooms."

"So, are you willing?"

Soon, Yue Buqun came up with a plan, which was to send Linghu Chong to join the Songshan Sect!
First of all, it is certain that Linghu Chong’s character will not change.

As long as his character remains unchanged, no matter which sect Linghu Chong joins, that sect will suffer.

Unless all the members of this sect are heroes and patriots like Xiang Wentian and Tian Boguang, they will definitely be frightened by Linghu Chong's various actions.

No matter how high Linghu Chong's martial arts skills were, he was just a thug who was ordered around.

Ning Zhongze was anxious. With the decline of Huashan, the title of leader of the Five Mountains was immediately taken away by the Songshan Sect. Under such circumstances, Yue Buqun still wanted to send Linghu Chong to the Songshan Sect. It was simply incomprehensible!
"Senior brother, this boy is precocious and looks extraordinary. He is a good material for practicing swordsmanship. How can you..." Ning Zhongze could no longer bear it and spoke.

Yue Buqun put on a helpless look and said, "Junior sister, how can I not see this? But you also admit that this boy is precocious and has his own ideas. If we force him, he will not be able to bear the hardship and run away in a few days, and he will be a wanderer again!"

"If we send him to Songshan, he will have to abide by the strict sect rules, but at least he can have enough food and fine clothes, and when he grows up, he can have money to buy wine! I think this way, he can stay for a few more days and not have to wander around again."

Seeing that Yue Buqun seemed to be thinking about Linghu Chong, Ning Zhongze didn't know what to say, but she still felt that her senior brother husband was not normal today.

Linghu Chong watched the two quarreling and had his mind worked out. He could see that they were both thinking about him. He also wanted to escape from his wandering life, and he was a wandering kid. He looked up and said, "Thank you for sending me to Songshan!"

Anyway, both sides have strict rules, but one sect sounds richer, how could he, who has been hanging around in the martial arts world, not hear that?

After hearing what Linghu Chong said, Ning Zhongze looked disappointed, but Yue Buqun was delighted and nodded slightly: "My child, have you thought it through? You don't want to go to Huashan, but to Songshan?"

Linghu Chong felt a little ashamed and whispered, "This gentleman treats me sincerely, but I am indeed a lazy person and cannot stand hardship. If I see someone bringing good wine and good meat, I would probably go up to ask for some..."

Seeing Linghu Chong lower his head, Yue Buqun nodded and said nonchalantly: "It's okay, it's okay. Everyone has appetite." Then he turned around and said: "Junior sister, you go back to Huashan first. I will send the child to Songshan and will be back in a few days."

Ning Zhongze saw that things had come to this point. Although he felt something was amiss, he could not say anything more. He nodded and said, "Brother, be careful on your journey and return soon. Our sect is now..."

"Don't worry. I will be back as soon as possible!" Yue Buqun did not delay. He picked up Linghu Chong, jumped on the horse, and headed straight for Songshan Sect.

Along the way, Yue Buqun took Linghu Chong to live in the open air, just like Guo Jing took Yang to the Quanzhen Sect. Of course, Yue Buqun's situation was a little worse, as he was not as rich as Guo Jing.

After spending a few days together, Linghu Chong also developed feelings for Yue Buqun. He felt that Mr. Yue from the Huashan Sect was approachable and his manners were interesting. He took good care of him along the way. Apart from being a little nagging and fond of preaching occasionally, he loved Yue Buqun very much.

Many times, Linghu Chong wanted to tell Yue Buqun that he should just join the Huashan Sect.

But although he was young, he still had to save his face, and in the end he didn't dare to speak until he arrived at the foot of the Songshan School.

Yue Buqun was also very satisfied, because according to Linghu Chong's character, his escort along the way was equivalent to the favor that Tian Boguang could have killed him but didn't. Linghu Chong would definitely stand by him in the future.

If that's the case, why bother raising Linghu Chong for more than twenty years?
Songshan.

in the hall.

When they arrived at the foot of the mountain, Yue Buqun revealed his identity, and the disciples of Songshan naturally informed them. However, Yue Buqun had not yet taken over as the head of Huashan, and the reputation of Yue Buqun's Gentleman Sword was not very loud, so only an ordinary disciple led him up the mountain.

Arrived in the hall.

Yue Buqun saw Zuo Lengchan at a glance.

Zuo Lengchan had the demeanor of a master, and was clearly more high-spirited than Yue Buqun. He laughed loudly and asked, "Junior Brother Yue, how are you these days?"

“Huashan Yue Buqun greets Senior Brother Zuo!” Yue Buqun bowed.

Zuo Lengchan smiled in return, "Junior Brother Yue, why do you have to do this? The Five Mountains Sword Sects are of the same blood, just like one family. There's no need to worry about etiquette." As he spoke, he changed the subject, "Please take a seat. Bring me some tea!"

Yue Buqun sat down, picked up the tea brought by the Songshan disciples and took a sip.

Zuo Lengchan also took a sip and secretly glanced at Yue Buqun. After observing for a moment, he did not notice anything unusual and asked, "Junior Brother Yue, you came all the way here, is there something wrong?"

Yue Buqun sighed: "Brother Zuo, you may not know, a few days ago, my wife and I were traveling in the martial arts world, and suddenly we met..."

After explaining what happened, Yue Buqun pushed Linghu Chong, who was standing beside him, forward and said with a wry smile: "This boy is not only precocious, but also a good material for sword training. It's a pity that he has no chance to join Huashan."

"Brother Zuo, are you willing to accept it?"

Zuo Lengchan was stunned. He thought Yue Buqun came over for something, but he didn't expect it was for such a trivial matter.

If this boy is really a swordsman genius, why doesn't Huashan keep him for himself?

Could it be that Yue Buqun, who is known as the Gentleman Sword, is really so pedantic? !
Even the opinion of a five-year-old child should be respected? !
"Haha, is this true?" Zuo Lengchan reacted very quickly. Although he didn't know whether Yue Buqun had a conspiracy, he couldn't show his fear. He immediately smiled, his eyes fell on Linghu Chong, and he said loudly: "Are you willing to join me in Songshan?"

"I do." At this point, Linghu Chong knew that if he refused Songshan now, he would be seeking death!
Because he had embarrassed two heroes in one fell swoop!

Seeing that his goal had been achieved, Yue Buqun was naturally happy, and said cheerfully: "In this way, I have also fulfilled a wish!" He clasped his fists to Zuo Lengchan: "Thank you, Senior Brother Zuo, for your help!"

Then he looked at Linghu Chong and said, "Chong'er, I have been with you for a few days and I like you very much. But since you have made your choice, I cannot force you to stay. Now that you have entered Songshan, it is no different from my Huashan. I will come to visit you when I have time in the future."

"I hope you can learn martial arts well, behave properly, and eliminate more evil cult scums for the righteous martial arts world in the future!"

Linghu Chong seemed to understand, but he nodded seriously and said, "Yes, I will remember Mr. Yue's teachings!"

Yue Buqun smiled gently, reached out and touched Linghu Chong's head, looking rather reluctant to leave. Then he stood up, clasped his fists and said, "Senior Brother Zuo, since the good thing has been done, I will take my leave now."

Zuo Lengchan was stunned. What on earth was Yue Buqun up to? Was he really sending a child here?
"Junior Brother Yue, why should you be so anxious?" Zuo Lengchan stood up and said.

“Master, there are many things to do. I dare not stay long.” Yue Buqun said and looked at Linghu Chong again: “In addition to practicing martial arts, don’t forget to read. Only by reading can you understand the truth, and only by understanding the truth can you do things! Remember this!” He looked like an old father sending his son to school with implicit instructions.

“Senior Brother Zuo, there’s no need to see me off!” Yue Buqun said as he turned around and walked out of the hall.

"Mr. Yue, you must come and see me!" After spending a few days together, Linghu Chong had become a little attached to Yue Buqun. When he was suddenly separated from Yue Buqun, his eyes turned red and he burst into tears.

Zuo Lengchan looked at Yue Buqun's back with a gloomy gaze, then glanced at the crying Linghu Chong, feeling a little dazed!
No?

Really gone?
What's going on with you?
Is there some conspiracy behind this Linghu Chong?

But he is just a child of five or six years old!
(End of this chapter)