Chapter 29: Zhu Xianzhen, Zi Peng fights against Jin Guoguan

It is said that the master and apprentice crossed the Yellow River, all the way to save people, this day came to a small town, this town is called Zhuxian Town, there are more than 100 families in the town, a small flag is hung at the door of the house, and a flying dragon is embroidered on the flag.

"Master, why do you have a small flag embroidered with a dragon at the door of every house here? Are they the people of the Great Song Dynasty or the people of the Jin Kingdom? Wang Zipeng asked puzzled.

"This is not the banner of the Great Song Dynasty, it is from the Jin country, it seems that this town has been occupied. Zipeng, when we enter the territory of the Jin people, we must be careful and not rash. The Supreme Master advised.

came to a teahouse, the master and apprentice walked in, and the owner of the teahouse came over warmly to greet him: "Two guest officers, what kind of tea do you want to drink?" We have famous teas such as Longjing, Yunwu, and Tieguanyin from the south of the Yangtze River, and you can order what tea you want to drink, and you will be satisfied. ”

"Donor, may I ask if you have Biluochun here, the old man walks the rivers and lakes, and he likes Biluochun the most." The Supreme Master said.

"Yes, yes, yes, please wait, I'll make you tea." The boss said again and again, let's make tea.

Business at the teahouse was not in a good mood, with only three or two tea customers sitting on the side drinking tea and chatting.

"The Great Song Dynasty is almost finished, Marshal Yelu led the army to garrison outside Bianjing, preparing to attack Bianjing." A middle-aged man dressed as a golden official said.

"Since the Yang family is gone, there is no master like our Dajin Kingdom's Four King Kongs. To destroy the Great Song Dynasty, it is just around the corner. Another young officer said.

"Zhou Tong is dead, the Great Song Dynasty is no longer incompetent, the marshal wants us to immediately return the news to Beijing to report to Emperor Taizong, and ask him to issue an edict to attack Bianjing." The middle-aged official said.

"The little emperor of the Great Song Dynasty is now mediocre, and he is surrounded by sycophants, so it's strange that he doesn't die in the country. It is like the lord of our country who works hard and has great ambitions. The young official said proudly.

"In my opinion, the Great Song Dynasty may not be able to destroy the country. You don't want to think about it, the Great Song Dynasty is a vast land with a large population, is there no talent available? It's just that they temporarily live in seclusion in the countryside and are not valued by the imperial court. Once we attack the Great Song Dynasty, we will drive straight in, the food and grass will be short, and there will be brave men under the heavy reward of the Great Song Dynasty, and when the time comes, they will be like tigers, then we will be in a passive position. Marshal Yelu was only worried about Zhou Tong, he thought that once Zhou Dong died, there would be no worries. But Zhou Dong's apprentices are not lacking, haven't you heard the Four King Kongs talk about what Zhou Dong said when he fought with Zhou Dong? He said that his apprentices were all very good, and that they would definitely defeat us in the future. The elder officer, who had been sitting silently, said.

"Ale, what's wrong with you today? How to grow the morale of others and destroy your own prestige. Have you benefited from the Song people? The middle-aged official asked.

"You just got the benefits of the Song people? Yesterday at the ferry, wasn't that little girl from the Song Dynasty killed by you? Do you still have the face to say about me? The older official sneered.

Wang Zipeng listened to the conversation of several Jin State officials, and was so angry that the roots of his teeth itched. His face was pale, his hands were clenched into fists, and he wanted to step forward and beat them hard.

Seeing Wang Zipeng's facial expression, the Supreme Master knew that he was uncomfortable, and in order to avoid a head-on conflict, the Supreme Master reached out and grabbed Wang Zipeng, suggesting that he could endure it.

Wang Zipeng understood his master's intentions, so he had to give up. , while drinking stuffy tea, he looked at the three Jin State officials sitting opposite.

Coincidentally, the young official happened to be looking at Wang Zipeng.

In an instant, the four eyes met each other, bursting with sparks of hatred.

"Song Gou, are you eavesdropping on our conversation?" The young official asked.

"You're the dogs. We are dignified in the Heavenly Empire, how can you be allowed to judge your head and taste here? Hurry up and get out of the Great Song. Wang Zipeng said not to be outdone.

The three Jin State officials saw that Wang Zipeng was young and full of anger when he spoke, and they were very puzzled in their hearts.

"Child, where are you from? Where are you going? This is the land of our Jin Country, you haunt our land, you should be a man with your tail between your legs, why do you speak so presumptuously? Are you a capable person? The older official stepped forward and asked curiously.

"This poor master, this is my grandson, less and no more, the words have conflicted with you, please bear with me." The Supreme Master said with a smile on his face.

"You old monk is also reasonable, for your sake, this time play your grandson, but he must kneel down and kowtow to us to apologize." The elder said.

"No! He insulted us with wild words, and I want to see what he is capable of. The young official drew his sword and walked up.

Wang Zipeng saw that he had stabbed the basket, so he had to face it calmly.

"This official, you have a sword in your hand to deal with me as a bare-handed child, wouldn't it be a joke to spread it. Why don't you make a bet like this: if you win me within ten moves, I will kneel down and kowtow to you to apologize; If I am unscathed within ten moves, then the matter between us is over. Do you think that's okay? Wang Zipeng asked.

The young official relied on the fact that he had a weapon in his hand and agreed to Wang Zipeng's request.

"Official, the place in the house is too small, why don't we go outside and compete." Wang Zipeng said and walked out of the tea shed.

The young officer followed.

The Supreme Master and the other two officials also came out to watch.

The young official waved the sword in his hand and slashed left and right, up and down, Wang Zipeng was flexible, flicking forward and backward, flicking left and right, avoiding the opponent's fierce attack.

Seeing Wang Zipeng's agile figure, the Supreme Master nodded frequently.

The young official was busy for a while and didn't take any advantage, he was so tired that he was out of breath, but Wang Zipeng still dealt with it calmly.

After ten moves, Wang Zipeng stopped and said: "Official, the gentleman is quick to say a word, do you want to regret it?" ”

When the young official saw Wang Zipeng's agile body, he knew that he would not be able to take advantage of any further fighting, and he might be defeated. If that's the case, it's better to take it now.

"Looks like you've got two more hits, young man. Since I agreed, I will not pursue it anymore. As for whether the two of them will or not, I dare not assure you. The young official smiled wryly and said.

The elder official said yes, but the middle-aged official said he wouldn't say anything.

"Little ghost, if you can fight me for another ten rounds unscathed, then I won't pursue it anymore." The middle-aged official swung his sword upward, and the attack was fierce.

Wang Zipeng saw that the middle-aged official's sword was fierce, and he used his superior surname of small size and quick turn to maneuver with the middle-aged official.

The kung fu of the middle-aged official is much better than that of the young official, and Wang Zipeng only feels powerless after coping with three or five moves.

Seeing that Wang Zipeng was at a disadvantage, Master Zhishan was very worried.

What to do? Zipeng has no real experience, and he can't solve the problem by dodging and dodging.

"Three up, four down, six in the middle, nine in the sky, eight people in the earth, and five people. The moon and stars hang high, and everything in Kyushu is bathed in rain and dew. Master Zhishan recited the secret of pounding medicinal materials, and Wang Zipeng immediately understood the master's intentions when he heard it.

When Wang Zipeng followed Master Zhishan to pound medicinal herbs, the master told him the secret, and demonstrated while reciting it. That posture of using both hands and feet, Wang Zipeng has long remembered it.

"Official, even if you have the ability, remember, you only have five chances." Wang Zipeng smiled at the middle-aged official and said.

The middle-aged official never expected that this doll suddenly changed her body shape, and she was full of energy. Could it be that the old monk had hinted at him just now? It seems that this old monk is by no means mediocre, he must be a martial arts master. “”

"Boy, I think you're a talent, and I can't bear to hurt you, forget it, we'll write it off. Ale, Apeng, let's go. The middle-aged man said, and the three of them left the teahouse together.

"Guest, your tea money ......," the teahouse owner shouted as he walked out.

"Remember first, and pay together next time." The three officials waved their hands and walked away.