Chapter 495: Flower Moon in the Mirror
Yang Muyun's body was shocked back a few feet, and in a startled manner, he pulled out the knife with a "choking" sound. "Brush-" swept towards the other party, but saw that the other party's body shook slightly, and the blade could be slashed half an inch away from him, without hurting a bit. Yang Muyun was shocked, the knife was even more fierce like the wind, and when his wrist flipped, he had already chopped out more than ten knives in a row, the knife was ruthless, and the knife was fatal, but he didn't even touch a piece of clothing on the other party's body.
Who knew that the other party nodded appreciatively and said softly, "Not bad." The figure instantly moved to Yang Muyun's side, and his left hand was like a knife, leaning out like a ghost, slashing at his neck, and then standing aside.
Yang Muyun only felt that the side of his neck was touched, and he couldn't help but be stunned, retracted the knife, and looked at the person in a daze, "You, you are ......"
The man raised his eyebrows slightly and removed the veil from his face.
"Masterβ" Yang Muyun's pupils shrank and he cried out.
The man smiled, "I haven't seen you for so many days, I didn't expect your kung fu to improve again." β
"Disciple to see Master," Yang Muyun waved at the man, and said with a gloomy face: "This little bit of skill of the disciple is still a little too far behind the master. β
"If you can realize this, you can teach it," the man smiled, "Although your martial arts are still far behind those of the teacher, you will not be ......taken advantage of by the teacher so quickly" His face was solemn, and he said slowly: "When you meet a master, you should calm down your mind and respond to all changes without change. If the slash on your neck just now was not a teacher's hand, but a knife, would you still be alive now? β
"What Master said is," Yang Muyun lowered his head and said, "The disciple is responsible for your teachings. β
"Well," the master sighed lightly, "you have been marching and fighting all these days, and it is not easy to keep your kung fu from falling behind. β
"Master," Yang Muyun said in a somewhat excited voice, "I said goodbye to you outside the Tartar camp in Kaiping Weibao that day, the disciple has really been worried about you!" β
"What are you worried about me?" Master smiled faintly, "Are you afraid that I will be taken captive by the Tartars, how can your master and I be so bad?" β
"Master, is there something wrong with you bringing your disciples here?"
"Is it possible to see you as a teacher?" Master's gaze softened, "I just wanted to come and see you, how are you doing?" β
"Master......" Yang Muyun's nose was sour, and tears almost burst out of his eyes.
"It seems that you are very aggrieved!" Master said with a soft sigh.
"No, Master is too worried," Yang Muyun pretended to smile and said, "When the disciple returns from this expedition, I am afraid that he will have to recuperate at home for a while, so that he can be with Master and listen to your teachings every day, wouldn't it be good?" β
"Is this what you are talking about?" The master stared into his eyes and said, "I heard that you have made a lot of contributions, why, won't the imperial court reuse you?" β
"This time, the young army of the Son of Heaven almost died," Yang Muyun smiled bitterly, "It would be good if the emperor didn't issue an edict to condemn the crime, and as for reuse, the disciples didn't dare to expect it." β
"Don't be so pessimistic, right?" Master smiled, "Not yet."
The officers in the Young Army of the Son of Heaven are all the sons of the lords, and if you perform too dazzlingly, it will indeed be too shameful for others. β
Yang Muyun was silent.
"The emperor placed you in this expeditionary team, one is to ask you to temper more in the army, and the other is to make friends with these lords," the master said leisurely: "It seems that you have achieved the first purpose, and the second purpose...... "Shake your head."
"The disciple offended Zhu Yi, the prince of Chengguo," Yang Muyun said: "His father, Zhu Neng, the prince of Chengguo, is now the governor of the Governor's Mansion of the Five Armies, and it is too late for others to avoid me, as for making friends, the disciple can't climb high." β
"You," the master pointed at him and smiled: "Even if you can't let go of your high shelf, it's no wonder, compared to the credit you earned by fighting with a knife and a gun, those noble sons who attacked the lord and the shadow are indeed not very worthy of you......" His face was solemn, and he continued: "But since you want to break into this circle, you have to lower your body and climb them well, even if you can't climb high, you have to put on a humble low posture...... Officialdom is no better than the rivers and lakes, and you can't just care about your own momentary pleasures and anger others. β
"What the master taught," Yang Muyun said with a slight twist of his eyebrows, "But the disciple angered the prince Zhu Yi at the beginning, and when he was unwilling to slaughter the grassland tribe with them during the northern expedition, he risked merit and provoked the anger of the public. It seems that the disciples in this circle will not be able to stay any longer. β
"Why, you retreated when you encountered such a little difficulty?" The master glanced at Yang Muyun and said, "Do you know why I accepted you as a disciple at that time?" Seeing that Yang Muyun didn't answer, he said with a look of reminiscence: "As a teacher, I remember the first time I saw you, you were twelve years old, don't look at your age, but you speak with a sky-high pride, pointing out the country, inspiring words, and often known as the backbone of the country......
"The disciple was too ignorant of the sky and the earth back then." Yang Muyun's face was a little embarrassed.
"If that's the case, the master won't teach you martial arts back then," the master looked at him fixedly, "accepting you as an apprentice for the teacher is to recognize you as a person who can be created, and you didn't disappoint the teacher, and in less than a year, he was promoted from a white ding to a five-rank official, and he was also favored by the current emperor and became a five-rank sword officer in front of the emperor." β
"But now the emperor doesn't trust me anymore," Yang Muyun sighed, "I have long since stopped being an errand by the emperor's side." β
"Then why didn't the emperor take off your official title as well?" The master said, "The official seal and waist tag of the five-rank sword officer and the brocade guard Qianhu are still on you, right?" Even that Yulu is still double-haired, do you think the emperor really forgot to let people take back your official credentials? β
"Then Master, you mean ......" Yang Muyun's face became excited.
"The emperor has not forgotten you," the master said indifferently: "It is also for your good to put you aside and snub you." Otherwise, you will easily become the target of public criticism inside and outside the court," he glanced at him and continued: "You shouldn't provoke the princess, otherwise how could you attract so many eyes on you?" β
"This ...... This was not deliberately done by the disciples. Yang Muyun spread his hands and said helplessly.
"This is the master's knowledge," the master smiled, "to be honest, it's not easy for you." As he spoke, his voice changed, "I heard that you made friends with several courtiers when you were in Nandu
Brother, but really? β
"Master, do you mean they ......" Yang Muyun raised his head, and Song Ping, Chen Chengfeng, Jiang Wenying and Zhang Tianhe came to see Song Ping, Chen Chengfeng, Jiang Wenying and Zhang Tianhe, except for Song Ping and the red girl Dieyu of the National Color Pavilion who eloped incognito and settled down in Juyongguan, several other people came to the capital, especially Chen Chengfeng, who was also a thousand households in this young army of the Son of Heaven when he went out. may be out of being admonished, he and Yang Muyun never said a word during the exit, and many times he seemed to be avoiding himself, and Yang Muyun was not too surprised by this. Later, in the battle of the nameless valley, the avant-garde soldiers and horses of this government army were cut into two sections by the Tartars, and Yang Muyun finally rescued Shen Rong, Zhu Yi, Guo Cong, and Xu Yongning, while Chen Chengfeng and Zheng Hong, another thousand households, were trapped in the valley and did not know whether they were alive or dead.
"I heard that your relationship with Chen Siyu, the granddaughter of Ningyang Hou Chen Mao, is extraordinary!" Master said with a smile.
"Master......" Yang Muyun blushed and said, "Siyu, she has married into the Chengguo Mansion, so don't mention the past." β
"If you don't mention it, people will forget?" The master said, "She still got this general flag for you to go on the expedition, right?" β
"Si Yu, she can't bear that I'm at home all the time, so she wants to help me," Yang Muyun said with a straight face: "There is no other meaning between me and her. β
"She created this opportunity for you, and you seized this opportunity again," Master chuckled, "After the proofreading, the emperor did not object to your expedition, it seems that this Ningyang Marquis Chen family will be of great help to you." β
"But the disciple has a general friendship with Chen Chengfeng, and he has never met other people in the Ningyang Hou Mansion," Yang Muyun was puzzled: "How can they help me?" β
The master smiled mysteriously at him, "You saved Chen Chengfeng, the eldest grandson of Ningyang Hou Chen Mao, and sold such a big friendship to Ningyang Hou Mansion, how could they not help you well?" β
"Why is Master making me more and more confused?" Yang Muyun said: "Chen Chengfeng is trapped outside the plug, I don't know if he lives or dies, how can I save him back?" β
"Didn't you? Not necessarily," the master smiled slightly, "I'll let you see someone later, and when you see him, you'll know that what the master said is true." β
"Who is it?" Yang Muyun couldn't help but ask.
"Follow me." Master turned around and walked towards a secluded path in the courtyard.
Yang Muyun followed him across the courtyard, through a corner gate, and came to a quiet small courtyard, where only a few pines and cypresses were planted, and a small hut was hidden.
"Here we are." The master turned his face sideways and smiled at Yang Muyun, and stretched out his hand to push open the door.
The furnishings in the house were relatively simple, only a dim oil lamp was lit, and a person stood under the oil lamp, with his back to them, and his face could not be seen clearly.
"This is the person the Master wants you to see," the smile on the Master's face became more and more mysterious, and he said to the person standing there, "Turn around!" β
"Yes, Master!" The man standing there responded heartily.
"Is this also an apprentice accepted by Master?" A strange feeling suddenly rose in Yang Muyun's heart, "Why did Master bring me to meet him?" After the other party turned around completely and saw his face clearly through the dim light, Yang Muyun was taken aback, this person's appearance was exactly the same as his own.