Chapter 1: There is a peach blossom nunnery in Tianxia Village

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Tianxia Village, which is built next to Peach Blossom Creek, is the time when the peach blossoms are in full bloom.

A tall man dressed in a black samurai suit, with a head wrapped in his hair and a lion's head sword tied around his waist, rode a group of horses with thick hair like ink, and clicked through the Peach Blossom Bridge and entered the boundary of Tianxia Village.

Simple, small villages based on farming, although there are occasional at this time, facing the beautiful scenery of peach blossoms, the literati and scholars who came from Jiangning come here to enjoy the flowers and drink, fill in poems and make fun, but most of them are still the ordinary people who are peddlers and pawns.

A tall man dressed as a warrior, riding a northern war horse, and with a sinister face, was particularly conspicuous in the town.

Carrying the burden and planning to cross the bridge to go home, the baked cake lang and the man made eye contact.

"How do you sell this bread?"

The man stopped and asked condescendingly.

"Two pennies, five pennies."

Today's business is good, there are only the last five cakes left, and they will be sold out after half an hour, and they will be able to sell out in half an hour, and they will leave early, because they want to give the remaining baked cakes to Wu Niangzi, who has been widowed next door, she holds one, and milks one, so she lives by doing some needlework, a few cakes, with a bowl of clear slurry water, making do with a meal, and can save a few coppers, which is not a small supplement to Wu Niangzi's family background.

If it can be sold, the extra two pennies will cook a small pot of rice, mix the green vegetables with shredded meat in the cooking plate, mix some lard, raw garlic, and chili peppers, and put it on top of the white rice, and give Widow Wu a tooth sacrifice, and it is not a way to eat baked cakes all day long.

When the mind of the baked cake lang was turning, the man had already taken out two pennies, and threw them on the burden with great accuracy, and the copper was smoothly aligned and pasted on the left and right, not bounced or jumped, as if pressed flat by hand, the technique was precise, and the strength concealed the softness, revealing the man's extraordinary martial arts attainments.

"I don't want the baked cakes, I'll ask you something."

The man doesn't care whether he knows the goods or not, he just does it casually, and he doesn't mean to show off. When he came out to a new place, spent some money to step on it, asked for directions, and no matter how loose it was, the bread seller put down his burden and said with a smile:

"Uncle asks, if the little one knows, he will answer truthfully."

The name of the baked cake lang is Luo Erda, who has been selling cakes in Tianxia Village for seven years, and he is a little wooden, but he is notoriously honest.

"Two years ago, a gang of horse bandits came to your town to cause trouble, and they were repelled by a young man, and he also cut down the leader of the horse bandits."

The man came to the rumors.

"I can't forget it, those horse bandits are fierce, all the catchers sent by the county government are killed, thanks to Tang Gongzi's help, Tian Xia is not a waste of fame, three or two strokes to bring down a few evil bandits, all the horses are shocked, just stabilize the horse, Tang Gongzi over there fell from the sky and cut his throat with a knife."

Luo Erda said it very well, as if he had seen it with his own eyes.

The man snorted briefly and said, "No. 1 in the world, such a crazy guy."

"Uncle misunderstood, this Tianxia is not the other world, Tang Gongzi is the first person in our Tianxia Village, he is humble and kind and cautious, he is a gentleman who is ten dozen or ten, and he will not speak wildly, this title is when the county lord invited Tang Gongzi to a banquet, he was drunk and said casually, everyone was grateful for Tang Gongzi's righteousness, and he called away."

Luo Erda explained for this Tang Gongzi.

There is such a reason in the middle, the man found it interesting, raised the corners of his mouth, before coming he had inquired about Tianxia Village, a small place in the middle of the world, Wen Taichong didn't know where to eat and support, and took a group of brothers to ransack this oilless town.

The green forest has been rampant for many years, and the No. 1 person who has worked hard and is ruthless was cut off by a scholar and sent to the county government to receive a reward, which became a topic of conversation after tea and dinner on the road.

can kill Wen Taichong and scare away a vote of bandits, in a village with more than 1,000 people and no martial arts hall, Tian Xia is the first to live up to its name.

Remembering that he was defeated in the hands of Wen Taichong many years ago, the man learned from the pain and practiced martial arts diligently, ready to be ashamed, but Wen Taichong ran away without a trace, and finally planted in the hands of a scholar, the man only felt that he was suffocated in his stomach, and he was not unhappy, so he came to Tianxia Village to personally verify the scholar's martial arts.

Meet friends with martial arts, compete in kung fu, win over him, and end a matter of heart, the man is doing this.

If it goes well, you can also earn a heroic title, and after the addiction of being the first in the world, the man who has always been cold-faced laughed unconsciously.

"Where does this Tang Gongzi live?"

Asked the right person, it was useless to delay any longer, the man hurried to visit the meeting, and invited him today, maybe Ming'er would be able to get what he wanted, and he could join the army without worry.

"After the road in front of me, go west, and see a house surrounded by peach blossom trees, if you can't find it, just find someone to ask, no one in Tianxia Village doesn't know about Taohuawu."

Luo Eda pointed to Zhenxi and said.

The man snorted, without saying a word of thanks, this was a clue to pay for it, how could the vendor who sold the cake be able to stand his thanks, there was a response.

Riding the horse again, under the gaze of the townspeople, the man looked for the house that Luo Er said.

All around are red, full of pink clouds, like a beautiful shadow at sunset, and the house inside stands in it as if it is on fire, and it is beautiful.

The door plaque is written with the three words of Taohuawu in this grass, the man is obsessed with martial arts, but he has also practiced the words for several years, a word dragon and phoenix dance, hidden killing atmosphere, the owner of the house is completely different, the word is elegant and uninhibited, taken from the flowing water, there is a hermit style of Wei and Jin, it is hard to imagine that the other party can decisively hold a knife to kill.

The rumors are wrong, and the man preconceived that his hand had knocked on the door, and no matter what, he had to meet the true face of Lushan, the first person in Tianxia, and ask about the old things two years ago.

The door opened, and a middle-aged man of about forty years old, dressed in a green coat and soap hat, with a big nose and thick lips, and a simple face, politely asked the man, "Dare to ask what is the noble matter of the gentleman?"

"In the lower Taiyuan Jing Weiyong, I want to see the master of your mansion, Tang Gongzi."

Jing Weiyong didn't twist, and said what he meant.

"I wonder if Mr. Jing has a prayer post?"

The middle-aged manservant asked cautiously.

"Jing came in a hurry, he didn't have a post, and please be accommodating, and inform your lord on my behalf, and say that Wen Taichong's old man is visiting."

There is no time to waste blindly, Jing is the name of Wen Taichong, and he is forced to force out this Tang Gongzi.

Sure enough, the middle-aged manservant's face changed greatly, his eyes were frightened, his speech trembled slightly, but he still forced his composure, asked Jing Weiyong to wait, walked in three steps and two steps, and went straight to the inner courtyard.

The door is open, and a piece of bluestone of equal height is engraved with "Confucianism loves the common people" with a decent face, which is very different from Taohuawu's seclusion and indisputability, and it is a bit of a scholar's sour and rotten taste of Confucianism, but it is in line with his Confucian identity.

Before the main lord showed up, three or four servants in the house first held wooden sticks and firewood knives, gathered in a corner of the courtyard, although there were many brave people, but no one really dared to step forward, just watched from a distance, waiting for the master to show down.

"What are you doing here, pestles? Don't you have to work?"

Soon after, a middle-aged manservant led a little lady of eleven or twelve years old to appear, and he opened his mouth to disperse these faithful slaves, and his mean words were full of relief.

"Wangcai, you take them down, and I'll do it here."

The little lady who is carved in pink and jade, wearing a cross-collared skirt with a green top and white bottom, combing a double bun, and a peach blossom with fat and powder on the bun, has a higher status than the middle-aged manservant named Wangcai.

"It's not appropriate, if the young master knows that I left you here alone, he won't pull out my skin."

Wangcai refused.

"The young master blames you, and I will take care of it for you."

The little lady is quite assertive and does not allow Wangcai to refuse to give an order.

"You have to be careful."

Seeing that the little lady pulled down her face, Wangcai didn't dare to disobey again, and called all the people into the house like a chicken.

After the idle people left, the little lady walked to Jing Weiyong, and after a blessing, she said, "Mr. Jing, our young master is invited."

After speaking, he walked directly in front and guided Jing Weiyong to the inner courtyard.

The little lady has red cheeks, pretty eyebrows, light steps, excellent demeanor, peach blossoms on the bun, delicate and tender, trembling and trembling, the whole person is like the peach blossom in Cui Hu's poem, alive is a peach blossom essence that jumped out of the book, and in time it must be a beautiful woman with a beautiful crown, maybe, it will not be inferior to the famous Daling Dynasty, the first Oiran Li Shishi in Bianjing.

This reverie just flashed in Jing Weiyong's mind, and disappeared without a trace as it came into view.

Passing through the weeping flower gate, a small clearing caught his eye.

Stone locks of different sizes, ranging from fifteen catties to one hundred catties, and a row of spears, are neatly and orderly placed in front of the osmanthus tree on the left.

A red lacquered bench with a fork-shaped three-legged iron frame standing on both sides, and an iron rod on it, and a large stone wheel hanging on the left and right sides of the iron rod, which looks like it is for people to lie on the bench and hold it high.

Also made of iron, two thick iron pillars, a thin iron bar, forming a door-shaped utensil, standing in front of several pots of Dali camellias.

The most attention-grabbing thing is that it is in the center, the body is round, there are a few wooden stakes that seem to be stretched out like human hands and bent like human knees below, which looks like the wooden people of Shaolin Temple at first glance, but it is much more complicated.

"The young master is fine, he likes to make fun of all kinds of things."

Jing Weiyong is not the first person who was blinded by these strange things, and the little lady was not surprised and relieved the guests.

As soon as the person was brought into the hall, a seventeen-year-old man wearing a blue loose robe and a square scarf walked out with a folding ivory fan and stepped on a green cloud.

"Your guest has come, and he has not been far away, please forgive your sins."

The man arched his hand and said.

Dressed like a Taoist or a Confucian, Jing Weiyong couldn't help but look the man up and down.

The man is quite tall, the face is elegant, the eyebrows are bright, the inner light, the standing posture is as tall as a mountain, the eyes are gentle and far-reaching, like a green lake in autumn, the speech is soft like the morning light, bright as a bamboo flute, calm as a bell, there is no young man's sharpness, impetuous, like a monk who has achieved enlightenment, and has comprehended the subtle Buddhism.

Jing Weiyong thought to himself, that is, the fairy wind bone, which can best describe the posture of the person in front of him,

Facing the gentle and elegant scholar with a lovely smile, Jing Weiyong's body was empty, and he returned the salute and said, "It was Jing's rudeness to take the liberty of coming." He also asked, "In Xia Taiyuan Jing Weiyong, I have long admired the prestige of Tian Xia No. 1, and I have come to ask for advice." Reported to his home again and said his intentions.

"Tim Xia Tang Yin."

The scholar arched his hand and smiled bitterly, the little lady on the side ignored Tang Yin's presence, in front of Jing Weiyong, showing a disdainful sneer, the mockery was overflowing, and Jing Weiyong expected it in his heart, the first thing in Tianxia was strange.

"Brother Jing said with a smile, please sit down first, and wait for me to explain it clearly."

Tang Yin said in shame.

"Qiu Xiang, bring two cups of Longjing before the rain."

Tell the little lady to serve tea.

Qiu Xiang raised her eyebrows slightly, and said with heavy shoulders, "Young Master, my name is Peach Blossom, not Qiu Xiang." Without pretense, he refuted the master's face.

"I know, it's not tea yet."

Tang Yin ignored the two accordingly, and insisted on treating the peach blossoms as autumn fragrance

Even though Tang Yin was arrogant to Qiu Xiang, there was a difference between respect and humility after all, so she could only hold her breath and go down to Zhang Luo tea in annoyance.

Jing Weiyong looked at it in amazement, this pair of two people who are not masters and servants are arguing, perhaps because they are both young, the men are handsome, and the women are delicate, and they don't feel that they have lost their physique, but they are a little fresh.

"Poor upbringing makes you laugh."

Tang Yin sincerely apologized, Jing Weiyong smiled silently, and hastily skipped the matter.

"Brother Jing is here for Wen Taichong?"

Straight to the point, the attitude has not changed in the slightest.

"Yes."

Tang Yin came straight, and Jing Wei went straight to Yong.

"To tell the truth, Wen Taichong's head was indeed sent to the yamen by me, and the bounty was also taken away by me, but I didn't kill the person, Tian Xia was the first, but it was just a joke spread by the neighborhood with false rumors, and it should not be true."

Categorically denied it, completely dissociated from the relationship.

Jing Weiyong was about to ask, Qiu Xiang brought tea, the two took it, took a small sip, and Tang Yin said, "Brother Jing and Wen Taichong have a grudge?"

In a word.

"How so?"

originally had no intention of making things difficult for Tang Yin, Jing Weiyong's question was just curious about Tang Yin's wit.

"Wen Taichong's gang are all ruthless characters who lick blood on the knife edge, and they have identified the enemy, who cares about right and wrong, pick up the knife, and kill him with a river of blood, and then say, a well-behaved visit like you, and not like a person who works in the public gate, saying that he has an old relationship with him, it is not a favor, it can only be an enemy."

Tang Yin's composure is based on this.

"I was once his defeated soldier, and with his death, I can't regain the face I lost."

People in the rivers and lakes value the most face, and Jing Wei is long.

"It's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for three years, only two years have passed, but Wen Taichong died at the hands of others."

From Tang Yin's body, Jing Weiyong couldn't see the slightest breath of Lianjiazi, even if he was strengthening his body, he couldn't be Wen Taichong's opponent of the evil wolf.

"Brother Jing wants to fight with the senior who killed Wen Taichong?"

Tang Yin heard Jing Weiyong's regret from his intentions.

"If I am told, Jing is grateful."

Jing Weiyong wanted to know the man's whereabouts.

"Actually, Wen Taichong and they were chased and killed by that senior for thousands of miles before escaping into Tianxia Village."

Tang Yin's news is different from Luo Erda's, but it is more credible.

"Wen Taichong killed the family of his predecessors and formed a beam that never ends."

Tai Sui's head broke ground, and Wen Taichong sought his own death.

Jing Weiyong was instantly empowered, and all the joints that he couldn't think of were opened.

"This senior has left a name, Jing wants to go and pay a visit."

Since he is a senior in the rivers and lakes, he naturally does not allow juniors like him to put his beak in his actions, especially the deep hatred in the sea of blood, Jing Weiyong dispelled the heart of the opponent.

"Foshan, Wing Chun, Ip Man."

Tang Yin knew everything.

Jing Weiyong listened suspiciously, he knew Foshan, but what kind of faction was Wing Chun? A famous master in the rivers and lakes, he knows a little bit about it, but he doesn't know who Ip Man is?

"Senior Ye said that if someone comes to the door for Wen Taichong's death in the future, he will report his name and invite heroes from all walks of life to meet in Foshan, and he will give an explanation."

There is a wrong, there is a debtor, Tang Yin pushed the grievances onto Ip Man.

"Bright and upright, heroic and dry, Ye senior's personality, Jing admires."

Jing Weiyong clenched his fists and shook his finger to the southeast, looking fascinated.

There is no doubt, ask Tang Yin to retell the scene of that day, so that he can see the master's demeanor.

Tang Yin agreed, and said vividly, that day Ip Man showed a ghostly figure, shuttled in the horse formation, kicked and broke the horse's leg, turned around, and leaned on his back, even people and horses were shaken.

The fist is like a cannon, so that the horse bandit has no power to parry, close to the short fight, empty-handed white blade, single knife dance is difficult to get close, although the horse bandit is numerous, but it is difficult to step into the three inches under his knife.

As soon as he grabbed the gap, Ip Man pulled and dragged it, the horse bandit lost his attachment and fell down, slashed up with a single knife, ended his life with one knife, and killed five brothers in a row.

is as despicable as Wen Taichong, taking advantage of Ip Man's unpreparedness, he plotted with an iron needle to feed poison.

"The nine needles glowing with purple light were caught by Senior Ye with his fingers, and they were returned to Wen Taichong one by one."

Tang Yin said tepidly, the thrilling battle, but it did not detract from the excitement in the slightest.

"I haven't seen him for a few years, Wen Taichong has also changed, and he has changed to hurt people with yin tricks, but he still dares to say that he is a righteous gentleman in the green forest, and he never hurts people with secret arrows."

Jing Weiyong lamented that the personnel were no longer right, and he was glad that he was a master with outstanding martial arts and experience.

If they really fight to the death, he may be seriously injured by needles if they are unprepared.

For luck, Jing Weiyong sighed unconsciously, Tang Yin thought he didn't believe it, and asked him to move to the courtyard, use a wooden stake to make a gesture, and imitate Ip Man's moves.

Tang Yin faced the pile hand, whirring and haha, cutting and fighting, although the fist strength is big, but lost dexterity, take care of the hand, then can not take care of the feet, hands and feet go their own way, full of flaws, the only desirable place, is the stable waist horse, even if the move is ridiculous, the central axis stands unshakable, it must be hard work.

Jing Weiyong shook his head secretly, thinking that he could get a glimpse of the master's stunts, but he was learned by Tang Yin and became miserable.

If Wen Taichong dies in the hands of Tang Yin, he will definitely die.

It was rude to forcibly break into Taohuawu, Jing Weiyong didn't want to hurt Tang Yin's self-esteem again, so he pretended to compliment a few words, and was about to say goodbye.

A few like-minded friends are still in Jiangning, waiting for him to set off together, take a boat to Bianjing, Foshan can't go for the time being, if he can defeat the Jin people one day, return from the battlefield, and then go to Wing Chun Ip Wen for a while.

Seeing that Jing Weiyong's faction was perfunctory, Tang Yin called Qiu Xiang and said that Ip Man thought she was a good seedling for martial arts and asked her to practice Wing Chun on the spot.

Jing Weiyong was not in the mood, watching a girl play with flower fists and embroidered legs, politely declined, did not wait for Tang Yin to send off the guests, and went away across the horse.

Tang Yin also wanted to ask him to find someone, Zhu Wuji, this damn liar.