Although Wen Xuan still did not know the current situation of Mingjiao, from Wen Xianzhong's gloomy face, it was enough to imagine how shocking the news brought by Xu Nong was.

was thinking about where to start to help his father, but he didn't expect Wen Xianzhong to take the lead in speaking: "Xuan'er, how much more can you remember about Mingjiao and Covered Boat Mountain?" ”

Wen Xuan smiled bitterly: "No impression. ”

"That's fine." Wen Xianzhong suddenly became a little depressed, completely different from the healthy old man who was in good spirits before, "As soon as this matter is over, I will arrange for someone to send you out of the mountain." ”

It seems that the situation in Mingjiao has become so complicated that his father can't control it at this moment, Wen Xuan frowned, didn't ask the reason, just looked at his father silently.

Wen Xianzhong didn't know why, the burning gaze at his son under his eyes suddenly dodged, and as if he dodged, he focused all his attention on a wild grass that grew abruptly under his feet, stretched out his toes and stepped on it vigorously and crushed it repeatedly.

"Xuan'er, in fact, you have carefully read the paintings you painted in the past, as long as you bury your head in studying this, the holiday time may be ......"

"Daddy......" Wen Xuan suddenly interrupted his father, "I won't use these hands for any painting from now on." ”

Wen Xianzhong's eyes widened, and he asked unexpectedly, "But weren't you the most enthusiastic about painting before?" ”

Wen Xuan smiled, "You also said it, that was before." Although I don't attach so much importance to power and prestige, if I can be a character who 'breaks and rushes between the bottles and the stars, and wins thousands of miles away', I will not be worthy of my ancestors and martyrs in this life. ”

Wen Xianzhong's gaze suddenly lost a little, and after a while, he became firm again, staring straight at his son, who suddenly became sensible and enlightened in the 360-degree turn, shook his head and smiled bitterly, and a teardrop slipped from the corner of his wrinkled eyes with a smile.

Wen Xuan looked at his father like this, and his nose was also sour, I really don't know how much effort his parents spent on his reckless behavior before......

"Dad, I'm also a prodigal son, right?" Wen Xuan smiled and joked to comfort her father.

"Good boy, of course."

"It's not too late to learn about Mingjiao and Ship-Covered Mountain from scratch, right?"

"Of course it's not too late."

The father and son looked at each other and laughed, while Wen Xuan quietly sped up half a step and walked side by side with his father to listen to him talk about the general situation of Mingjiao today.

Mingjiao originated from the Manichaeism of Persia, that is, the Holy Fire Sect in the "Heaven and Dragon Slayer", which was greatly hit by the destruction of Buddhism by Tang Wuzong after being introduced to China, and after that, it began to absorb Taoism and various folk beliefs, and was renamed Mingjiao, which is now a more mixed system.

Since the Northern Song Dynasty, Mingjiao has been further combined with China's local culture, and has become a hybrid product of the lower-class people and Jianghu people joining forces to fight against the imperial court.

Due to the long-term suppression of the imperial court, the Mingjiao followers have always acted secretively, and because they have Mingjiao rules such as "wearing white clothes, eating vegetarian food, and being pro-burial", they are inevitably rejected by the "righteous path" of the rivers and lakes.

It was not until after the establishment of the Yuan Dynasty that the Mongolian aristocracy treated foreign races, especially the Han people, seriously unfairly, causing thousands of people to be in dire straits, and a folk belief organization like Mingjiao, which was easily accepted by the people, naturally developed and grew.

Wen Xuan's current Covered Boat Mountain is where the secret helm of Mingjiao is located, which seems to be hidden in the deep mountains of Shenan, but in fact, through secret letters, he dispatches altars and sects all over the people, secretly preparing to rebel against the imperial court and overthrow Meng Yuan.

The mountain pass that the soldiers broke into was a natural barrier on the outermost part of the entire Covered Ship Mountain. One of the purposes of the original establishment of Xiaofushe Village was to serve as an avant-garde outpost, but ordinary villagers did not know the meaning behind it, so it was quite correct and wise for the father and son to set fire to the village in order to divert the attention of the Yuan soldiers.

The current leader of the Ming Sect is not Yang Dingtian or Zhang Wuji, but surnamed Li, as for whether he is a man or a woman, and what his name is, few people know.

The huge and complete class system of Mingjiao in the mountains exceeded all Wen Xuan's imagination of civil organizations, so much so that he couldn't help but ask himself, is this really the Yuan Dynasty as he knows it? Or is it an overly similar, but unrelated, historical world?

If it is really the Yuan Dynasty in my own cognition, then the effect of this "foreign butterfly" is bound to bring some different changes to the world, and history will still be the original direction?

Seeing that his son wanted to be engrossed, Wen Xianzhong did not continue to tell more, and walked quietly beside his son.

"Yo, it's rare to see your father and son walking side by side." Li Nanniang, who was washing the blood on her hands by the stream, laughed when she saw the father and son.

Wen Xianzhong had long been accustomed to the jokes of his old friends, so he smiled lightly and even responded, and then turned to ask, "How is Xu Nong's injury?" ”

"It's not a big deal, it's just some skin trauma." Li Nanniang stood up and shook her water-stained hands, then took out a cloth towel to wipe it, wiped it a few times, and then suddenly paused and continued: "But I always feel a little weird. ”

"Eccentric? What do you mean? Wen Xianzhong asked curiously.

Li Nanniang turned her face sideways and asked, "Is Xu Nong a person who practices martial arts?" ”

Wen Xianzhong felt a little funny, and blurted out: "Do you still need to ask?" How can anyone in the Ming Sect not know how to make a move and a half? ”

"That's not what I meant, I mean his martial arts are very high?" Li Nanniang particularly accentuated her tone when she said the word "high".

It was rare to see her so solemn, Wen Xianzhong naturally didn't dare to answer sloppily, and after thinking for a while, he said seriously: "It's just ordinary, I've seen him compete with others, and I can see at a glance that he hasn't learned any clever moves." ”

"Ah, that's the weirdness I said. If he weren't a person who practiced martial arts all year round, his physical fitness would naturally be average, and he was severely tortured by Yuan Bing, so it stands to reason that he would have suffered extremely serious internal injuries. Li Nanniang slowed down her tone and analyzed word by word.

Wen Xianzhong couldn't help but squint his eyes, "Judging from the pulse, he didn't suffer internal injuries?" ”

"Yes, yes, but it's too weak. Because Mu Yun had suffered a similar injury before his death, I clearly remembered his weak pulse at that time, and his physique would never be stronger than Mu Yun, so ......"

He ...... Is it pretended? Wen Xianzhong immediately frowned, if Xu Nong was really a traitor, the matter would be even more serious.