Ling Kun and the others continued to hurry, but there were only three more strict masters and servants.

Ling Kun didn't have a good impression of Duan Jinyan, and he didn't even want to say a word.

However, for Duan Jinyan, it was better for Ling Kun not to speak, and he happened to go to chat with Zhao Mingyue. Because of his special status, Zhao Mingyue always treats him politely, which makes him even more confident.

"Miss Zhao, this brother seems to have misunderstood me, and he hasn't told me his surname until now."

"His surname is Ling, and his name is Ling Kun." Zhao Mingyue replied.

"Then what is his relationship with Miss Zhao?"

"Him and me?" Zhao Mingyue is a little difficult, what does it matter? A master and a servant are not like a master and a servant, and a couple is not a couple. "Let's count it as colleagues, let's go to Sichuan to do some things together."

"Oh." Duan Jinyan finally let go of a hanging heart, as long as it is not a husband and wife, no matter what the other relationship is, it doesn't matter. With his appearance, literary talent, martial arts, and family background, he doesn't believe that he can't take any woman.

Ling Kun saw Zhao Mingyue and Duan Jinyan talking happily, and his heart was boiling with jealousy. So he said to the sword: "I said that the sword girl, this road is boring, why don't I tell a joke again?" ”

The sword was no longer as open as before, and said shyly: "Don't, you always make me up in your jokes." ”

"No, no, this time I'll arrange Senior Sister Han."

The sword was overjoyed: "That's good, you can talk about it." ”

So Ling Kun told a joke again, and Shi Jian and Han Jiangxue giggled non-stop, and finally succeeded in attracting Zhao Mingyue over.

It was getting late, but he couldn't find an inn, so he went to a village to find a place to stay.

The village is surrounded by mountains and rivers, and the scenery is excellent, but the houses in the village are dilapidated, and it seems that the situation is not very good. Walking along the village road to the end, I finally saw a decent household. The courtyard has a red wall, two huge stone lions at the door, but the patent leather on the gate is peeling off, and the chimney on the roof is collapsing, which looks like a rich family in the middle of the road, and I don't know if anyone lives.

"I'll see if there's anybody." Ling Kun jumped off his horse and stepped forward to knock on the door. Before Duan Jinyan and the others joined in, Ling Kun was the only man, so these things were generally handled by him.

After knocking for a while, the door finally opened

An old man came out of it, trembling and trembling.

"Uncle, we are here from the capital to play, we missed the accommodation, I want to spend the night here with you, I don't know if it is convenient."

"Oh, it's from the capital, hey, how good the capital is, what's the fun here." The old man took a look and saw that they were all young people, all of whom were good people with good temperaments and dresses, so he opened the door and said, "It's okay to stay overnight, but my conditions here are really not good, so you can live if you don't dislike it." ”

"Uncle, don't dislike it, just have a house to shelter from the wind and cold." Ling Kun was overjoyed, beckoned everyone to tie up the horses, and entered the courtyard.

Sure enough, the courtyard was even more dilapidated, as if it had been looted by bandits. However, there are many rooms, no one lives in them, and there is only one old man in the whole large courtyard.

Ling Kun and the others did it themselves, cleaned out three rooms, one for Duan Jinyan's master and servant, one for Zhao Mingyue, Han Jiangxue, and Shi Jian, and slept in one by themselves.

After cleaning up the house, Ling Kun sent Duan Jinyan and the others out to collect grass and feed the horses, and cook at home by himself. The old man had almost no surplus food here, but fortunately they brought a lot of things themselves, so they barely made a meal, and invited the old man to eat a full meal.

During the meal, Ling Kun asked the old man suspiciously: "Uncle, looking at the courtyard of your house, it should be a rich family, how did you end up in such a field?" ”

"Hey, I can't tell." The old man wiped his tears, shook his head and sighed.

Zhao Mingyue frowned and asked, "Uncle, if you have any grievances, you can tell us about them, maybe we can help." ”

"Hey, if you don't help, you don't count on it, if you want to hear it, I'll tell you a story." The old man said as he ate.

It turned out that the old man's name was Gao Zhong, and he was the housekeeper of Gao Jinglun, the original waiter of the Ministry of Rites. After Gao Jinglun returned to his hometown, he built a high-walled compound in his hometown Gaojiazhuang, which is now this courtyard.

Gao has been an official in the capital for many years, and has accumulated a lot of savings, since returning to his hometown, he has been kind and charitable, helping the needy, not only living a rich life outside the staff, but also the villagers in the village have also been stained, and everyone has lived a leisurely rural life together.

However, since last year, the good life has come to an end.

Gaojiazhuang is located at the southern foot of Wudang Mountain, where the people are good at martial arts, so they are born around Wudang Mountain

There are many small martial arts sects, led by Wudang for generations, and they live step by step.

Since last year, the White Lotus Sect has been rampant in Xiangyang, looting the martial arts sect everywhere, and whoever wants to disobey will destroy the sect, and even the famous Wudang sect is helpless. As a result, many martial arts sects have submitted to the White Lotus Sect, and since then they have worn a white turban and become the White Lotus Sect.

Those martial arts people who were already unscrupulous, with the support of the White Lotus Sect, suddenly showed their true colors, and intensified their burning, killing and looting, making the people of Xiangyang miserable.

Gao Jinglun's Zhuangzi was looted four times in a year, three of which were done by the nearby Wulin Sect, and he usually had a close relationship, but he became a hungry wolf in the blink of an eye. Mr. Gao had no choice but to return to the capital with his family. Gao Zhong was relieved not to go to the houses and fields in the countryside, so he stayed and guarded.

"It's the White Lotus Sect again, it's so rampant?" Zhao Mingyue sighed.

"Hey." Gao Zhong sighed and said: "If this continues, I am afraid that the Great Song Dynasty will not have a few years." ”

Zhao Mingyue was shocked and said: "Why did the old man say this, how can a Jianghu sect shake the millions of troops in the imperial court?" ”

The old man shook his head and said, "This is how the White Lotus Sect was originally done in Sichuan, making the people of Sichuan miserable, so they could only rebel, and now it is no longer in the hands of the imperial court." If this continues, it won't take long for the Jingxi Road generation to repeat the mistakes of Sichuan, and then go north, won't it be Kaifeng? ”

Zhao Mingyue was shocked when she heard this, and couldn't help but grab Ling Kun's hand from under the table, her palms sweating.

Ling Kun had already heard this from Han Jiangxue, but he didn't expect it to be so serious. He quietly patted the back of Zhao Mingyue's hand and comforted: "Don't worry, aren't we here to solve this matter?" ”

Zhao Mingyue bit her lip lightly and nodded, and said, "It seems that the problem here is more complicated than we imagined, not only the rebels, but also the White Lotus Sect should not be underestimated. ”

"Well, let's eat it quickly, and we will talk about it in Sichuan as soon as possible." Ling Kun said.

Everyone chatted while eating, and after eating, they went back to their houses to rest.

Unexpectedly, not long after they rested, they heard the sound of "clang" outside the door.

"Open the door, open the door, open the door quickly, or Lao Tzu will smash your broken door."