Chapter X

"So what?" Guo Jing turned around and looked at the Golden Wheel casually, although his gaze was on this side, his gaze seemed to be looking at the infinite distance in the void. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"So, I would like to ask Senno-sama to be careful from time to time in the future. Those people are accustomed to acting as a prestige on the Tibetan Plateau, and now that they have suffered such a big loss, maybe they will send people to disadvantage the adults in a fit of anger. Of course, the adults are brave and unmatched, and they are not afraid of those who are young, but .........."

"Huh?" Guo Jing's gaze instantly sharpened, "Are the Tubo people also part-time assassins now?" ”

"This, Tantra has always been secretive, maybe there is also it."

"Tantric lamas, by the way, are they called lamas, not monks?" Guo Jing no longer looks at the Golden Wheel. After the killing, the feeling of excitement and joy was gone, and his whole body was immersed in the indescribable feeling, and he was lazy all over, like lying on the grass on an autumn afternoon basking in the sun, "I heard that you are all a group of perverts who like to use human skin and human bones as tools, I don't know if there is such a thing?" ”

Jin Lun was choked for a moment and couldn't speak. He smiled self-deprecatingly, saluted Guo Jing, and then patted his horse away.

"Hmph," Guo Jing glanced back at Jin Lun in surprise, "This monk is quite interesting." ”

The tyranny welled up in my heart, and then turned into a desire to fight. Work hard to become stronger, heroes of this world, or else.............

Temujin sent troops in late autumn and crushed Wang Han's main force before the snow fell. The action is fast and the combat power is strong, so that all the tribes on the grassland are terrified. Soon after, the leader of a tribe killed the fleeing Wang Han and his son, and ran to Temujin's side with their heads to ask for merit.

Since then, there has been only one voice, one master, in the entire grassland. Everyone held their breath and looked at Temujin's tent to see where the new steppe overlord would point his sword.

When Yan Honglie was enjoying the snow and drinking in Bianliang City, he got the news of the defeat of Wang Han's father and son, and the king of Zhao, who has always paid attention to demeanor, was shocked, and accidentally knocked over the wine cup on the table in front of him, and said continuously: "It's not good, it's not good!" ”

Accompanied by the Venerable Master of Wisdom, Peng Lianhu, Qiu Chuji and others, who were drinking together, asked, "Why is the prince so panicked?" But what happened in the city? ”

Wanyan Kang, who was sitting next to Wan Yan Honglie, also said: "What news did my father get?" But what mob trouble is there? Father, rest assured, wait for the child to go and take down the thief's head. ”

After Yan Honglie was shocked, he quickly concealed his emotions, put away the silk book in his hand, and said with a forced smile: "Just a month ago, Temujin of the Son of the Jin clan killed Wang Khan's father and son, and collected all of them. From then on, I was afraid that the north would be troubled. ”

"It's just a grassland barbarian," Wan Yankang disagreed, and the handsome young man raised his wine glass and said, "There are several masters such as the Lingzhi Master, as well as the masters of the Quanzhen Sect, taking the head of the barbarian king should be like probing for something." ”

Qiu Chuji was quite satisfied with his disciple, twisted his beard and said: "Lord Wang, rest assured, the northern tribe has always been prosperous and prosperous, and its death is also sudden, and it is common for a few fierce people to appear, so there is really no need to worry about it." ”

The Quanzhen Sect is the largest sect in the north, and by taking the road of the upper echelons of the Jin Kingdom, it occupies a large area of fertile land, and the area around Zhongnan Mountain has almost become their private property. This Qiu Chuji is the junior disciple of this generation of Quanzhen Zhangjiao, and he was sent to Bianliang City to be the master of the prince of Zhao Wang.

Wanyan Honglie has been familiar with this Qiu Daoist for a long time, and knows that the other party is a first-class immortal and Taoist person, and he doesn't know much about these military affairs. Therefore, King Zhao sighed and said: "The Taoist chief does not know, Temujin I have seen, his people are ambitious and insatiable, now that he has annexed Wang Han's subordinates, then no one in the north can stop him from unifying the grassland." No, it should be said that he has unified the steppes. Presumably, Temujin should be planning how to invade our Central Plains next. ”

"Father Hugh has to increase the morale of others," Wan Yankang said unconvinced: "My Dajin Kingdom has a million, good generals are like clouds, and strategists are like rain, how can a mere Temujin dare to covet it?" ”

"Exactly!" Everyone present was a master of Wanyan Honglie's heavy money and courtesy, and they also said: "Even if Temujin dares to have a heart of disobedience, as long as the prince sends a general, he will be obediently restrained and captured." ”

Wanyan Honglie listened to everyone's words, and said with a smile: "How can it be so easy? But today's purpose is to feast on the head of the Quanzhen Sect, so let's not talk about mundane things. Come on, come on, I'll salute a long drink! ”

Qiu Chuji smiled and raised his glass, and then drank the contents of the cup.

Peng Lianhu on the side saw that Yan Honglie was so courteous to Qiu Chuji, he was not convinced, and slapped the wine glass on the desk in front of him, and said loudly: "Daoist Qiu, I heard that your Quanzhen Sect is known as the authentic sect of Xuanmen, and I heard that Lingshi Wang Chongyang relied on a copy of "Nine Yin True Scripture" to beat the invincible opponents all over the world back then, I don't know how many layers of skills the Taoist master has now with Wang Zhenren?" ”

Qiu Chuji waited for his subordinates to pour wine for him, and said: "Poor and talented, I have probably only learned less than half of the skills of the first master. ”

"Hmph, for Wang Zhenren, our brother still admires it very much, but there are more crabs in this world than one crab. None of us have seen the skills of Daoist Qiu, and it is rare for everyone to get together today, or Daoist will show us a few hands in front of the prince? Liang Ziweng said ill-intentionedly: "Of course, if the Taoist chief has anything unspeakable, we won't be strong, the big guy said yes, haha!" ”

Wanyan Honglie heard this, his brows furrowed slightly, the Quanzhen Sect is the state religion of today's Emperor, and many of the plans he wants to implement have to rely on the help of everyone in the sect. The sword has no eyes, who can guarantee that there will not be a single miss? As far as his original intention was concerned, he didn't want to let this Qiu Dao Leader have any accidents now.

He was about to say something to stop him, but he heard Yan Kang say excitedly: "It's been a long time since I've seen the master make a move, so you let us see the authentic magic of the Xuanmen again." ”

Qiu Chuji's natural temperament is as fierce as fire, and when he was young, he was also a hero who was rampant in the township. After worshipping the Quanzhen Sect and reading the Daozang for more than ten years, my temper has become slightly better. But for Wan Yankang, the apprentice, he likes it from the bottom of his heart, and he once said to his senior brother Ma Yu in private that whether he is really prosperous or not is tied to this son.

He squinted at Liang Ziweng and the others, and said lazily: "Then please draw the next line." Then he stood up and walked out slowly, the wide sleeves of his robe were windless, and with his already tall figure, he looked extremely chic.

Peng Lianhu snorted and jumped to the open space in the courtyard to stand still. He took out the steel knife, pulled a knife flower in his hand, and said with a cruel smile: "Daoist Qiu, please don't hesitate to teach!" ”

The tip of the knife was raised to the eyebrows, and the blade was facing the Daoist opposite, and the cold sword light illuminated the entire courtyard in an instant.

Qiu Chuji sneered a few times and said: "The Five Tigers Broken Door Knife, although it is famous, in the eyes of the poor Dao, it is not more than Er'er!" ”

Regarding Qiu Laodao's mocking behavior, Peng Lianhu's response was only one word.

"Die!"

With a loud shout, the momentum on Peng Lianhu's body was raised to the peak, and the blade brought the sound of a ghost crying and howling, and he was cut off on the head.

The fierce move was coming, and although Qiu Chuji's face was still lazy, his eyes had become solemn. He didn't move under his feet, rolled up his long sleeves, and saw that he was surging with energy, and after a move "Da Ying Ruo Chong", he hit the side of the steel knife, dissolving this fierce move. Then, I saw a palm coming out of the long sleeve and cutting diagonally on Peng Lianhu's wrist.

Wan Yankang's eyes lit up, and he shouted: "A good trick is infinitely useful!" ”

Peng Lianhu only felt that his wrist was numb, and the steel knife in his hand could no longer be held and fell. When the knife was about to land, the man didn't know what magic trick he had used, so he heard the sound of the steel knife "buzzing", and then flew into the air, and it took a long time to fall down and insert it into the soil, leaving only a knife handle outside.

Qiu Chuji didn't look at Peng Lianhu, who was flushed, and slowly walked back to the front of the case. Peng Lianhu stayed in the courtyard, his face red as if he was about to drip blood. As the so-called shameful knife is difficult to sheath, he took the lead in making trouble, and he wanted to give this bull's nose a good look, so that King Zhao also knew that he was a clever person. How do you know that good-looking is good-looking, these few rabbits are up and down, simply and neatly, he let everyone on the side see a big joke.

"Cough", Wanyan Honglie coughed and said: "Both of them are strong in martial arts, although Qiu Daochang is slightly superior, but Mr. Peng's sword skills are also exquisite, which is an eye-opener for this king." Mr. Peng, please take a seat! ”

Peng Lianhu then said with a thick neck: "Thank you, Lord Wang." Then he snorted back to his seat.

Wanyan Honglie was very confident in Qiu Chuji, he always felt that this Taoist priest seemed to have seen it somewhere, and he must have been impressed. It's just that no matter what he thinks, he can't remember where he has seen it, and in the end he can only attribute it to the source of his previous life.

"That's right," after Yan Honglie saluted everyone present for a round of wine, as if he suddenly remembered something, he said: "I heard that there is a general of the bear and tiger under the command of Temujin, and he must be used as a pioneer in every battle, and it seems that he is still a Song man, and his name is Guo Jinglai." ”

Speaking of this, Wan Yan Honglie laughed and said: "I think it's mostly false, those Song people are extremely cowardly now, where can such heroic people come out." ”

After hearing the name "Guo Jing", Yan Kang's heart tightened, his face changed slightly, he leaned forward, and said: "Maybe it is the descendants of the Han people who were captured by those barbarians to the grassland, I don't know if my father has any news about that Guo Jing?" ”

"It's not like that," Wanyan Honglie glanced at his son curiously, "Why are you so interested in this Guo Jing?" ”

"Father, if Guo Jing is really a Song person, we can spread rumors on the grassland to make him chaotic without a fight!"

"Well," Wanyan Honglie just smiled when he heard this, and said: "If you want to succeed in this method, you must get the other party to be discordant, and the monarch and the minister are jealous of each other, so it is easy to use." However, although Temujin was a barbarian, he could be regarded as a man with extraordinary strength, and this method would not have any effect in the short term. ”

After seeing what Yan Kang wanted to say, he waved his hand and said, "Don't talk about such mundane things." Today's feast, how can there be wine without color? With that, he summoned a group of singers and dancers.

The leading singer came over, bowed, and said, "What song does the prince want to listen to today?" ”

Wanyan Honglie looked at everyone present, and had a plan in his heart, so he said: "I have already heard the old songs of the past many times, how can I use those old songs for today's banquet for Daoist Qiu?" Are there any new tunes? ”

The singer said, "Not really. ”

Wanyan Honglie waited for this sentence, and said to Wanyan Kang: "Kang'er, today is a banquet for your master in the Quanzhen Sect, and you need a new song." It's just that you also heard that there are no good new songs in this Bianliang City recently, so you might make a song on the spot? ”

Wan Yankang said happily: "Please also ask my father to propose." ”

"Today's heavy snowfall, and there is a stunning color in front of you, so it's better to take the wind and snow moon as the theme."

After Yan Kang got such a question, he stood up, walked to the courtyard, pinched the sword trick in his hand, stepped on the Big Dipper Seven Star Steps, walked around, and when it was seven steps, he said with joy on his face: "There is!" ”

The guards on the side hurriedly spread out the pen and paper, ready to record the new song of the little prince. and then heard:

"The wind is blowing through the mountains and rivers.

The flowers are scattered into mud and bloom undefeated.

The snow melts at sunrise and falls white on the eaves.

The moon is close to the end of the world, thousands of years. ”

Even a rough person like Peng Lianhu can feel the indescribable charm in this lyrics and songs, and they applaud loudly. Of course, the lyrics and songs made by the little prince are so unbearable, and they also want to praise them.

This is not over, Wan Yankang continued to read:

"The wind is self-reliant, disturbing the sleeves.

The flowers are shaken and jade, and the clothes are not picked.

The snow is slightly cool and the hair is white.

The moon is removed from the silent sky, and the nebula is buried.

The wind is singing and blowing through the high platform.

The flower is a broken branch and a pink delicacy, and there are three hundred poems in bloom.

The snow is a clear tent, and the carved bow is lazy.

The moon is a good night and clear light, and this night is difficult to repeat.

The wind is a shield holding a beacon and a beacon smoke lingering.

The flower is a blood spattered five-step corpse trampling corpse.

The snow is especially the lid of the coffin.

The moon is a silent historian's thoughts.

The wind is only as deep as it first sees, and it lingers.

Flowers are the world's April drunken moss.

The snow is soaked in red dust.

The moon is cloudy and sunny, and only the shadow is always there. ”

After a song, the audience was shocked.

Wanyan Honglie was relieved and said with a smile: "Kang'er is getting older, and his literature and martial arts are very impressive. is just this song, which should be a good boy who is famous outside the Donghua Gate. ”

Wan Yankang pursed his lips and said, "There were so many Song Guo roll calls outside the Donghua Gate back then, but there are really good men?" ”

"Oh, then why do I think I'm a good man?"

"Thousands of miles of cars and books are mixed ......."

"Shut up!" Wan Yan Honglie drank suddenly, and then looked left and right. I saw Qiu Chuji pretending to bow his head and drinking, covering his face with his sleeves. And Liang Ziweng, the Venerable Master of Wisdom, Peng Lianhu and the others were at a loss, not knowing what had just happened.

Everyone has their own ideals, dreams, rhapsodies, or delusions, conjectures, fantasies, all of which are more or less the same kind of thing. If people don't have dreams, what's the difference between them and salted fish?

Wanyan Honglie has his own ideals. The prince of the Great Jin Kingdom, the royal family of the Jin Kingdom who grew up in the hands of the women of the deep palace, obviously had an ambition that was completely incompatible with the dignitaries and nobles at that time. When the upper strata of the entire Central Plains were intoxicated with a drunken dream of death, Wanyan Honglie just thought about going south to destroy the Song Kingdom, and then going north to hang the barbarians on the grassland and fight.

He is basically the protagonist of the legend, born noble, good in appearance, and practiced archery and horse to read poetry and books when he was young. When he grows up, he will be a handsome and rich man who is both civil and military. And such a guy will actually have a soft spot for a married woman, if such a template is placed more than a thousand years later, it will definitely be popular in the world and fascinate thousands of girls.

It's a pity that this is an era of barbarism, an era in which a big fist makes sense.

Guo Jing's fists are huge, so he has always felt that he is very reasonable. Therefore, when he was the envoy of the Mongols to the Kingdom of Jin, after seeing a beggar on the side of the road, he felt that this was not right. He doesn't discriminate against beggars, it's just that if a person has hands and feet and is of sound mind and still has knees, then it's not that this person has a problem, then this person's environment is a problem.

So, is there something wrong with this person, or is there a problem with the gold country where this person is located?

For Guo Jing, this question is easy to answer. Since the Jin Kingdom is his enemy, it would be good if there is any problem on the Jin Kingdom. It is a matter of course that those who love want to live, and those who are evil want to die.

"Hey, big guy over there, what are you looking at?" The little beggar shouted, "Do you look down on us beggars?" ”

Well? Guo Jing turned his head when he heard this, and said loudly: "I see that you have hands and feet, and you are not very young, why don't you go and find something serious to do?" ”

"Hmph, I like to be a beggar, do you care?"

Since it's your own liking, there's not much to say. Guo Jing nodded, and prepared to go upstairs. How do you know that the little beggar did not let him go, and said, "I know that you must be speaking ill of me in your stomach, hmph, do you look down on the beggar?" ”

Guo Jing stopped, and several of his entourages also stopped.

"Personally, I don't have any opinion about beggars, and I don't look down on anyone."

"Oh," the beggar raised his eyebrows, "you have no personal opinion, which means that you don't mean that you have an opinion when you are personal." Well, I see that you are tall and big, and you have so many retinues, most of them are big officials. As an official, do you have a big opinion about beggars? ”

"Han Feizi once said," Guo Jing said calmly: "The five beetles are not beneficial to the world. ”

The beggar blinked, looking at Guo Jing saying such things seriously, he couldn't help but wonder if he had heard it wrong. But looking at Guo Jing's serious look, it really doesn't seem like a joke. He couldn't help laughing and said, "Han Fei didn't say that beggars are among the five beetles, right?" ”

"Hey," Guo Jing didn't know what he thought, and was silent for a moment before saying, "What you said is good." With that, Guo Jing stopped paying attention to the beggar and went into the restaurant by himself. Although he followed the envoy to the Jin State, he was only a deputy envoy, and the main envoy was a Confucian student of the Jin State who had taken refuge in Temujin, named Xie Wenzhou Shiye.

Xie Wen Zhou? When Guo Jing first heard this name, he thought it was mostly a fake name. However, this middle-aged man under the pretext of Xie Wenzhou is personable and brilliant, and stands out from the crowd in Mongolia, which is mostly barbarians. is a person like Guo Jing who agrees that power is an axiom, and he also has a good impression of him after getting along for a period of time.

"General Guo, come on, come on," Xie Wenzhou said enthusiastically to Guo Jing: "The sea bass made by the chef of this Canghailou is a must-have in the world, and now it has just come up, and it is waiting for General Guo to get off the chopsticks." ”

Guo Jing smiled and said, "Mr. Xie is too polite..........

Before he could say anything more, he heard a quarrel below. Looking down from the side of the railing, I saw the guy from the Ang Restaurant shouting and scolding at the little beggar just now: "Where did you come from, Xiao Zhaohua, it's not far away, can someone like you come to this Canghai Building?" ”

"I didn't go in, I just stood outside, right?"

"You can't stand still! I said, your name is Hanako, are you impatient? Believe it or not, I can call a patrol to arrest you with a word? ”

"Hmph, the guy who looks down on people with dog eyes!" The little screaming flower walked out a few steps angrily, and then cried loudly under Guo Jing's gaze, "Dad, if you were here, you would never let someone be bullied like this!" ”

Guo Jing was silent.

"General Guo, General Guo?" Xie Wenzhou picked up the chopsticks, looked at the silent Guo Jing in surprise, and asked, "But this perch doesn't enter the general's eyes?" Blame me, blame me, and don't know the general's preferences......."

Guo Jing came back to his senses, "It's not about Mr., it's just that I remembered some old things, so I lost my temper." ”

"Oh, then Xie Mou is relieved, he was afraid of the general just now. What does the general have in mind, can you say it and let the general solve his doubts? ”

"Oh, that's not necessary." Guo Jing said: "Mr. Xie, I want to invite the person below to come up and eat together, I don't know you......... Well, I guess you won't have any opinions. ”

After speaking, Guo Jing didn't care what Xie Wenzhou's reaction would be, and said to a subordinate sitting next to him: "You go and talk to the shopkeeper, and say that I want to invite the one below..... The little brother came up to eat. ”

The subordinate was five big and three thick, with a bald shaved head on the top of his head, and only two pigtails on both sides, and after listening to the order, he went downstairs without saying a word.