"The grass on the tomb of the king of E, the desolation of the stone beasts in autumn is dangerous. Nandu Junchen is light Sheji, and the fathers of the Central Plains look at the banner. The hero is dead, the world is not divided, don't sing this song to the West Lake, the water and mountains are sad. ”

This poem "The Tomb of King Yue E" is nostalgic for the past and the present, and was written by Zhao Ziang, a literati in the Yuan Dynasty. The poet entered the Song and Yuan dynasties in his life, and witnessed the change of society and the rise and fall of temples. In his later years, he revisited his hometown and came to Yue Fei's tomb to pay his respects. But seeing the barren grass in front of the grave, he felt helpless for a while, and left this poem in front of the tomb to express his sadness.

At this time, it was the 29th day of the lunar month of the seventeenth year of Hongwu, which coincided with the approaching of the first month, and it was the death anniversary of Yue Wumu, a famous general of the Southern Song Dynasty. And the defeat of the Yuan Court has been more than ten years ago, and there are many mansions inside and outside the Hangzhou Mansion, gathering clouds and clouds, silk and silk, dancing pavilions and songs, as if it has regained the grand occasion of Lin'an in the past.

There are many inscriptions in front of the Yuewang Temple on the shore of West Lake, and the person who is reciting this poem is a long-robed Taoist priest with a wide forehead and short beard. I saw him shaking his head and chanting with the wine bag in his hand, which caused the tourists who came to offer incense to look sideways.

The Taoist priest chanted, turned the wine bag in his hand with his neck down, and splashed a stream of wine on the ground. He also immediately became frenzied, and sighed: "Lord Yue, today is said to be your death date. I, Zhao, recited the poems of the great sages of the family in the past, and I respect your old loyalty! As he spoke, he raised his head and drank the remaining wine in his bag.

A bearded man in sackcloth next to him stood for a long time, looked at the actions of this person before and after, and suddenly sneered: "You bull's nose is not good for reciting poetry by hanging Master Yue, but you want to choose that Zhao Mengfu!" Hehe, not to mention that guy who was Meng Yuan's lackey back then, he still came to hang Master Yue in a coy manner. It's really ridiculous, shameless! ”

When the Taoist man heard this, he turned his head, rolled his eyes, and laughed: "Do you, a reckless man, also know the name of Zianggong?" But what do you know? The Southern Song Dynasty was in power, weak and incompetent, so that the country perished. Yuan Shizu appreciated Ziang Gong's talent and invited him to become an official, is there anything wrong with this? Yue Wumu cares about the common people, a hero. Zhao is reciting this poem here, but you vulgar and ignorant people still can't take care of it? ”

When the bearded man saw that this person was vibrating, he couldn't help but hear it in his heart, and shouted: "You guy is full of nonsense, and I smashed the inscription of this old official of Fang Mengyuan, and see if there are any birdmen like you to read!" As he spoke, he waved his fist, and the momentum was amazing, and he hit the stone tablet engraved with the poem.

When the Taoist priest saw that the big man was angry and wanted to destroy the monument, he smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth, flicked his robe out, and a gust of wind blew out of thin air. The bearded man's fierce punch was not next to the stone tablet, but it was taken away by this flick. Immediately after that, he staggered, and his body was like a spinning top, and he spun around in place a few times and sat on the ground.

This big man was originally born as a stele maker, and it was only because of his strength that he changed to the dart head of the Yongjin Dart Bureau in Hangzhou. In these years, he has been shaking Suzhou and Hangzhou with his fists and feet, and he has rarely met opponents.

He thought that it was Yue Fei's death today, so he came here to worship alone, and happened to see this Taoist in long robes. Unexpectedly, he couldn't make a move, and he was defeated by this person with a wave of his sleeve robe. was shocked and angry at the moment, and scolded: "You thief has done everything to use the demon law, and I'm afraid that you won't succeed!" As he spoke, he jumped up and shook his arms, and his fists whirred, and struck the man in the chest.

Seeing that he was unconvinced, the Taoist priest frowned slightly. Immediately, his eyes drooped, and he didn't look at the moves in the hands of the bearded man, but only flicked the sleeve of his robe on his left arm.

Before the big man's fist was close to the man, he suddenly felt a strange wind pressing towards him. His mouth and nose are not smooth, and his breath is suffocating. The body of several hundred catties involuntarily flew out backwards slowly.

Everyone around them saw that the seven-foot body of this bearded man was actually rolled into the air by the Taoist priest with his sleeve robe, and they all exclaimed in surprise. Seeing this big man falling from the sky, they all avoided left and right. At this moment, a person in the crowd flashed out and stood in the field, stretched out his hand and slapped the bearded man who fell. The whereabouts of the big man suddenly stopped, and the whole person came out flat, standing lightly on the ground.

Seeing this situation, a trace of surprise flashed between his eyes, and he raised his eyes to look at the middle of the field. I saw that the person who shot was a weak-crowned young man, who was calm and relaxed at the moment, standing on the spot. Behind him, a girl with a cold face walked by, standing with him. Both of them have black gauze wrapped around their arms, dressed like snow, and followed by a long-haired old man, who is also dressed in plain clothes of the same color.

This pair of young men and women is Liu Shaoyang and Jiang Xueyin. On that day, on Yijiang Island in Beishan Kingdom, Jiang Ziyan died of discouragement due to the "Wanhua Mixed Yuan Gong", and the two were heartbroken in shock. When the old Wu Tou saw his master pass away, he also wept. The three of them immediately set up a mourning hall and arranged Jiang Ziyan's funeral. Just because the bones were inconvenient to bring back to Middle-earth, they turned into ashes and served them in jars. After such a period of time, when I found a ship to return to Middle-earth, I landed and walked to Hangzhou, it was already the end of the month.

At this time, it is approaching the first month of the next year, and the ferries are reluctant to travel far. Liu Shaoyang saw that he couldn't return to Huai'an Mansion before the year, and Jiang Xueyin was in a bad mood because of the loss of his father, so he immediately proposed to live in Hangzhou City temporarily. First, you can wait for the first month to pass, and then the shipwright will resume business and then hurry. Second, you can also take a look at the New Year's scene in Hangzhou City and relieve Jiang Xueyin's depression.

The three of them found an inn to stay in the city on this day, and Liu Shaoyang remembered that it was Yue Fei's death, so he took Jiang Xueyin and Lao Wu Tou to the Yuewang Temple on the edge of the West Lake. Who knew that the three of them had just walked to the ground, and they saw this bearded man suffering a loss with his fists and feet.

Liu Shaoyang saw it from a distance, and knew that the throwing force of that person was very strange. For a moment in his heart, he immediately shot out of thin air a move "Yin and Yang Palm Power". He has been taught by Jiang Ziyan for more than a year, and he has made great progress in internal and external mysticism. The skill of transmitting strength in the palm of your hand has been perfected. At this time, under the skillful Xuanjin, the big man was sent to the ground steadily.

Seeing Liu Shaoyang's expression and demeanor, the Taoist of the long shirt bowed and smiled: "In the wave of this sleeve robe, there are five kinds of strength of 'rigidity, softness, stickiness, slowness, and disease', and there is a name called 'Wufeng Chaozong'." I didn't expect Your Excellency to be able to catch it with one palm, and your skills are really good! Poor road in the mountains, lonely and unheard, dare to ask for the name and surname of the driver! ”

When Liu Shaoyang heard this Taoist priest say this, his heart was slightly cold, and he secretly said: "Uncle once said in the past that the Xuanmen Huashan vein has a strange strength, and it can send out five kinds of power with one blow, and it is called 'Wufeng Chaozong'. This Taoist will make this peerless science, and it should be under the Huashan faction! ”。

When he thought of this section, he immediately returned the salute with his fists, and replied loudly: "Kid Liu Shaoyang, the left envoy of the Five Elements Gate, this Taoist brother has a unique skill, I don't know what to call Zhao Yizhen Zhao of the Huashan faction?" ”

The Taoist priest smiled noncommittally, and then said aloud: "The poor road has been down the mountain for a few months, and the people in the rivers and lakes I see are all unworthy of the name. I don't want to meet the masters of the same way in the Xuanmen in front of this Yuewang Temple today! Hehe, your Excellency's name is remembered. There are too many idlers here today, so let's say goodbye, let's meet again in the future! ”

After saying that, he laughed a long time, and pinned the wine bag in his hand to his waist. Like an eagle spreading its wings, it jumped straight to the market house next to the temple, and it was far away in a flash.

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