In the Forbidden City of Beijing, on the Jinluan Palace, in the early dynasty, Azig knelt down and said: "Long live my emperor, long live, long live! Emperor Qiqi, regent of Qiyu, on the northwest front, Haoge sent an urgent battle report! General Haoge killed Zhang Xianzhong and captured the artifact, and our army is fighting a fierce battle with the rest of the Great Western Army. General Haoge reported that he wanted to rush to Beijing with the artifact to present it in person, but unexpectedly encountered the Shaanxi thief Liu Chengxu and his ilk snatching the artifact, and after ambushing Liu Chengxu and his ilk in the valley, he encountered a powerful storm ball controlled by Gu Shi and lost the artifact! The storm ball seemed to fall from the sky, and the sky was dark in an instant, and the killing machine was lurking......

"Wait! What did you just say??, the storm ball controlled by poetry?" said Dolgon, startled, and frightened Emperor Shunzhi on the dragon chair, and Empress Xiaozhuang pulled Emperor Shunzhi to appease him.

"Exactly!" Azig snapped.

Confucius said in the Analects: Poetry can be exciting, observing, grouping, and complaining. The father of the far things, the king of the distant things, know more about the names of birds, beasts, plants and trees. But poetry kills...... I've never heard of it!Old Fan, have you heard of poetry killings?!!Tell me!" Dolgon scratched his head and said thoughtfully, as he walked down the Golden Luan Palace.

"Qi Qi Regent, poetry kills people in ancient times. Because Song Zhi snatched a poem from his nephew, "Generations of Sorrowful Pulsatilla", he ordered the doorman to trick his nephew Liu Xiyi under an earthen wall and smash him to death with a cloth bag filled with yellow mud. Fan Wenchen knelt down and bowed.

"And this matter?!Aiqing, you read this song "Generations of Sorrowful Pulsatilla"! Hehehe...... I'll see how much magic it is!" said Dolgon, pacing with his hands behind his back. So, Fan Wenchen chanted "Generations of Sorrowful Pulsatilla":

Peach and plum blossoms in the east of Luoyang City, who are flying around?

Luoyang's daughter cherishes the color, and sighs when she sees the falling flowers.

This year, the color of the flowers has changed, who will be in the flowers next year?

I have seen the pine and cypress destroyed as a salary, and I have heard that the mulberry field has become the sea.

The ancients did not recover the east of Luocheng, and today's people are still interested in falling flowers.

The flowers are similar every year, but the people are different every year.

Send a message to the full glory of the face, and should pity the half-dead pulsatilla.

This Weng is really pitiful, and Yixi is a beautiful young man.

Under the grandson of the prince, before the flowers.

Guanglu Chitai is splendid, and the general's pavilion is painted with immortals.

Once sick and unacquainted, who is Sanchun Xingle on?

How long can the moth eyebrows be turned?

But looking at the ancient singing and dancing place, only the birds and birds are sad at dusk.

"The regent, the flowers are similar every year, and the people are different every year! Especially this sentence, Song Zhiwen couldn't put it down when he read it, and he held the poem tightly in his hand and refused to return it, and then asked his nephew for the poem and killed him. Fan Wenchen said sadly.

"Master Fan, this is just a literati contempt, not a poetry killing. Qi Yu Regent, the old minister knows the story of poetry killing. Sonny bowed.

"Oh, Lord So, you also know that poetry kills, come and listen!" said Dolgon.

"During the Wu Zetian period, Qiao Zhizhi had a maid named Biyu, who was beautiful and beautiful, and good at singing and dancing, and was even more brilliant, Qiao Zhizhi regarded her as a treasure and was extremely pampered. When the king of Wei Wu Chengsi heard about this woman, he wanted to keep it for himself, and the guest offered a plan and an excuse to let Biyu go to Wufu to teach the concubines combing skills, and the king of Wei took the opportunity to force Jasper to stay and not let her go back. After reading it, Biyu whimpered and wept for days, feeling that she couldn't stand the adult, so she threw herself into the well and died after three days of hunger strike. Wu Chengsi asked the body of Jasper to be salvaged, and the poem was searched from the Jasper skirt, and he was so angry that he fabricated charges and beheaded Qiao Zhizhi. Sonny said.

"Master Suo, this story has also been heard by the mourning family, and I still love that poem very much. After that, Queen Xiaozhuang chanted "Green Bead Resentment":

Shijia Jingu resounded, and Mingzhu Shihu bought Huanting.

On this day, the poor gentleman promised himself, and he was gratified at this time.

The Junjia boudoir has never been difficult, and often borrows people to watch the song and dance.

The arrogance is not reasonable, and the arrogant forces are related.

I can't bear to resign from the king, and I try in vain to cover up the lead powder.

A hundred years of parting in a high-rise building, a generation of red faces for Junjing.

"Hahaha...... Interesting!" Dolgon laughed.

Boiled beans are used as soup, and the soybeans are used as juice.

The beans are burning under the kettle, and the beans are crying in the kettle.

This is born from the same root, why is it too anxious to fry each other?

After Dai Shan finished singing Cao Zhi's "Seven-Step Poem", he knelt down and said: "Regent, this is Cao Zhi's "Seven-Step Poem", everyone knows it, no one knows the story of boiling beans and burning a basket, this "Seven-Step Poem" can be called a classic of poetry killing, right?"

"Hahaha...... Cao Zhi is not dead, it doesn't count, it doesn't count!" Dolgon laughed, and everyone laughed along.

"Wrong, Lord Regent, it's all wrong! You are talking about the murder of poetry, and the murder of poetry mentioned in Hauge's letter, you have witnessed a series of apocalyptic visions of the universe, and the spell is like an illusion. Azig said solemnly.

"What spell?" Dolgon asked, looking at Azig and then at Akaslie.

According to Hauge's letter, the storm ball controlled by the poem seemed to fall from the sky, and in an instant the sky was dark and murderous. In the storm, the wolf smoke was everywhere, the beacon fire was transmitted, the war drums were thundering, the wind and sand were rising, the sand and gravel were rolling, the zebras were neighing, and thousands of Mongolian iron horsemen were holding the immortal flag, the wind horse flag, brandishing scimitars and halberds, running, shouting, roaring, and preparing for a charge, and the jade was burned. Haug begged for death but couldn't!" Azig said in horror, as if he were there.

"Ridiculous! This is utter nonsense! He is clearly making excuses for his cowardice and incompetence! If so, how is he still alive?!" said Dolgon.

"This ......" Azig hesitated, not knowing how to answer, and Dordor kicked Azig in the heel, prompting him to stop talking.

"I think he wants to rebel against Sichuan, so he made up some ghosts and gods! Give me 100,000 miles to hurry up, and let Haoge return to Beijing on the same day to accept the reward!" said Dolgon's edict.

"Regent Shengming!" Azig knelt down.

Duoduo knelt down and said: "Qiyu Regent, there are three urgent reports of 100,000 miles in the south of the Yangtze River: 1. Zhu Youlang, the Yongli Emperor of the Southern Ming Dynasty, fled to Anlong, Guizhou, with only more than 50 civil and military officials, plus 2,900 soldiers, retinues and the emperor's family. 2. Zheng Chenggong led 170,000 troops and hundreds of warships from the East China Sea to invade Nanjing. 3. Since the promulgation of the shaving order in Nanjing, the people have rioted in all directions, and the non-governmental Tiandihui organization has been even more rampant. ”

"This just sent away a Zhu Youzhen, a Zhu Yousong, and another Zhu Youlang, this Nanming is really a hundred-legged insect, dead but not stiff! Wenchen, what do you think? Who should be sent to Nanjing, expel Zheng Chenggong, and suppress the Heaven and Earth Association against thieves?"

Fan Wenchen said: "Regent, this Yongli West Hunt is not to be feared, he can't become a climate." In the Anshi Rebellion, Tang Xuanzong fled to Chengdu, and his descendant Tang Xizong also fled to Chengdu, and when the Southern Song Dynasty fell, Emperor Song Gong fled to Guangdong and jumped into the sea. The western hunt is just an ornament, and this Jiangnan war should be taken seriously! The minister considered it in many ways, and felt that General Liu Shu was the most suitable, General Liu was loyal and a descendant of the Han Kingdom, and he had a certain network base in Jiangnan Province, which was beneficial to the people. ”

"Very good! It is exactly what I want! Liu Aiqing, you will set off for Jiangnan Province on the same day, take charge of the military affairs of Jiangsu and Anhui, expel Zheng Chenggong, and purge the Heaven and Earth Society!

"Command!" Liu Shu knelt down and bowed.

Xiaoyaozi came to Nanjing with Yi Bifu, Chi Silie and others and 50,000 Han and Eight Banners, built fortifications along the river, captured the Heaven and Earth Society, and soon the Jiangnan was pacified. I also heard that before Zheng Chenggong's army entered the Yangtze River, it encountered a hurricane in the Yangshan Sea and suffered heavy losses, so it had to retreat to Xiamen.

As soon as he went to Jiangnan, not only was the heaven and earth in Jiangnan cleared, but a typhoon blew away Zheng Chenggong's army! Hahaha...... God bless me!" Dolgon couldn't help but laugh in the main hall when he received the military report from Liu Shu, the son of Xiaoyao.

After the turmoil in Jiangnan subsided, Xiaoyaozi had nothing to do, and often pulled out his sword and danced his set of swordsmanship, and sang the swordsmanship mantra in his mouth:

There are buds in spring, frogs in summer, and the sword travels the world!

Autumn yellow leaves, winter snowflakes, slash all the magic!

The sword is in the hand, the wine is in the mouth, and the sorrow is relieved!

Establish the world, build the soul, and sing the world!

Life is short, love is long, and it is difficult to remember, blindly solve the millennium!

Why bother to sigh and sigh every day,

And sell wine, sing and dance, slash demons, and pick up demons!

The owner of Meiwu piano through the method of having a soul, soon found Mo Feiyu and Hongying in the Jinling Yaju Inn in Nanjing, Mo Feiyu's injury has healed, and the husband and wife are overjoyed to see each other.

"Xianggong, these two days, I have been dreaming of you. The master of Meiwu held Mo Feiyu tightly, buried his head in his chest, and said affectionately.

"Lian'er, so am I. After that, Mo Feiyu walked into the guest room with the master of Meiwuqin, closed the door, put down the white curtain in front of the window, burned a wisp of agarwood, and made love. The sound of the piano that has been lingering in the inn is accompanied by the beautiful song "Who Lost the Fragrance of Flowers on the Journey" is even more romantic:

Carry a bouquet of herbs at the ferry in Miluo

Holding up a penny, Jiang released his sorrow in his heart

Blow the groom's flute and wait in the red candle in the west building

Who lost the fragrance of flowers on the journey

But forgot to come back to collect it

How long will it take?

The tide rises and falls, and the boats come and go

Spring flowers and autumn moons are not too long

But 500 years ago, the Buddha prayed for it

I'm holding this floral scent

Waiting for the return visit of the beautiful woman

Fold a piece of willow at the end of the spring March

Gazing at a pair of eyes, looking at the three autumns from thousands of miles away

Huang Mei, who sang a song for the groom, waited in the mirror flower of Qionglou

Who lost the fragrance of flowers on the journey

But forgot to come back to collect it

How long will it take?

The tide rises and falls, and the boats come and go

Spring flowers and autumn moons are not too long

But 500 years ago, the Buddha prayed for it

I'm holding this floral scent

Waiting for the return visit of the beautiful woman

Hongying felt bored, and heard that the master and the chief of Xiaoyao had come to Nanjing, so he went to the yamen of Jiangnan Province to visit Liu Shu, the son of Xiaoyao, who came to Nanjing to be an official.

"Dao Chief, don't come to harm! hehehe...... I haven't seen him for a year, but I didn't expect the Taoist to be promoted to a knighthood. Hongying clenched her fists and smiled, "Master, long time no see!

"Miss Hongying, how are you doing? please come inside!" Xiaoyaozi greeted the next person while greeting him, "Come on, watch the tea! The people served a cup of goose yellow, fragrant green tea and a plate of pastries and nutty snacks.

"I'm fine, it's all my fault for Xiao Mo, I didn't expect it to be Zao Wou-ki's evil obstacle that killed your senior sister Luyin, and he also took He Qingfeng's people to destroy the Extraordinary Gate, kidnap the peony, and kill people! What a brute! Alas......" Chi Silie said as he spoke, thinking of Zao Wou-ki, and he didn't get angry.

"Master, don't be angry with your old man, you will hurt your body when you are angry! Senior brother, that kind of person has his own harvest, you can rest assured! Come, drink tea!" Hongying comforted Chisilie with a smile, picked up the teacup, took a sip of tea and praised: "Well, it's so fragrant, Dao Chief, what kind of tea is this?"

"Hehe, Huangshan Maofeng, drink more if you like. I just came to Nanjing, and a few friends sent it. Xiaoyaozi smiled.

"That's right, hehe, a few of you, call Senior Sister quickly!" Chi Silie looked at the landlord Li and Zhong Du who were standing behind him and said with a smile.

"Senior sister!" The landlord Li, Zhong Du and his party of five hugged their fists together and laughed, and Hongying returned the salute: "Senior brothers and sisters, hello everyone!"

"Master, I haven't seen you for a year, you have accepted so many apprentices at once, and they all look very capable!" Hongying looked at the landlord and praised a few people.

"Hehe, they are all my good brothers! We eradicated Qingfeng Villa, Tongtian Gambling House, and Fugui Qinglou together. Because I taught them martial arts, I became their master!" said Chi Si Lie with a smile.

"It's good! Master, don't be too angry, when Huangshan was arguing about the sword, his right arm defeated He Qingfeng and became the leader of the martial arts alliance!

"Hahaha...... That's really great!Come, drink tea!Drink tea!" Chi Silie was so happy when he heard the news that Qingfeng Dao Chang's martial arts had been abolished.

"Alas...... Senior brother, he also deserves it. Xiaoyaozi sighed. After that, everyone drank tea and ate refreshments at the same time.

"By the way, Hongying, how is Xiao Mo? Have you seen him?" Chi Silie laughed.

"I forgot to tell you that my junior brother is fine. Hehehe...... He's soaking in the gentle country with his wife!" Red Ying smiled as she put down her teacup.

"Oh, Xiao Mo has a partner?!hahaha...... Great, go back and take me to see the two of them, I have a gift for them. Akasri laughed.

"Good, good!" said Hongying, smiling.

Xiaoyaozi and Hongying chatted about the interesting things they used to drink and eat roast snake sticks together in Taishan Stream, and talked about the wind and rain when they dealt with Qingfeng Daochang in Wudang Town, and couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion.

"Hahaha...... I didn't expect that he was still the descendant of the dragon god proudly, and what I didn't expect was that he also became the leader of the martial arts alliance! Hahaha......" Xiaoyaozi couldn't help but be happy when he learned about his right arm.

"Well, the right arm is done. Senior Brother Mo's Flying Fish Nine Style is also becoming more and more proficient, and he often says that it is fortunate to have you, otherwise he would not have improved so fast. Hongying looked at Xiaoyaozi and smiled.

"Hongying, Xiao Mo's flying fish nine styles have been practiced to the first few styles. I gave him the fish intestine sword back then, and it was the right person! He didn't let me down!"

"I've practiced to the eighth and ninth forms. Hongying smiled.

"Mo Feiyu practices the Flying Fish Nine Style, why thank me?" Xiaoyaozi looked at Hongying with a confused expression, puzzled.

"Dao Chief, maybe I forgot. At first, the Michichigan took refuge with the drunk Michichigan and his right arm at the Extraordinary Gate. One day, the Taoist master practiced, you bent your knees down, the breath sank into the dantian, with the crane step he slowly raised his hands, spread his palms, slowly swing his hands, the palms swing left and right to form a circle, a strong air flow lingered around the body, the surrounding air began to rotate, following his palm wind to swim freely, the fallen leaves all over the ground began to fly, and soon those fallen leaves formed a huge rotating leaf ball between his palms, he slowly took a deep breath, and the leaf ball quickly shattered. Senior Brother Mo said that he realized the fifth type of the Flying Fish Nine Styles - Fish Luck Hydrangea. Hongying smiled.

"Oh, and this matter? Then I just didn't intend to insert the willows into the willows, hahaha...... Good and good!" Xiaoyaozi clasped his hands together and said with a smile.

"Good, good!" Hongying also smiled and folded her hands, and everyone laughed together.

"In that case, I'll go over with Chi Zhangmen tomorrow to take a look at Mo Feiyu's Flying Fish Nine Style, and see if I can bring him new inspiration!!hahaha......" Xiaoyaozi said with a smile.

"Well, that's exactly what I wanted!" said Akashiro.

The next day, Xiaoyaozi and Chi Silie came to the Jinling Yaju Inn where Mo Feiyu and Meiwuqin stayed and the owner of Meiwuqin was staying.

"Master, Dao Chief, why are you all doing things for the Great Qing Tartars, they are coming to invade our Ming Dynasty!" Mo Feiyu looked at Chi Si Lie and Xiao Yaozi in surprise.

"Xiao Mo, it is a common thing for Chinese history to change dynasties, this is not a foreign invasion. So where did the Ming Dynasty come from? Then our ancestors were all Han Chinese, do we all have to go back to the Han Dynasty? The Ming Dynasty has become completely corrupt, the common people are living in misery, the peasant army is constantly revolting, and the whole country is in flames of war, and it is the common people who suffer! Whoever has the strength to unify China and let the common people live a stable and comfortable life is the hero of the common people, understand? I am still a descendant of the Han Kingdom, and I am really directly related, and I will not make do with it and go around to wars and harm the common people. If you have time to think about it, you will figure it out; Xiaoyaozi patted Mo Feiyu on the shoulder and smiled.

Mo Feiyu was silent, and it seemed to make sense.

"Okay, okay! Xiao Mo, listen to your senior sister Hongying, you are practicing the Flying Fish Nine Style now, practice a set for the teacher to see, and let everyone open their eyes!hahaha......" Chi Si Lie patted Mo Feiyu on the shoulder and smiled, with a proud smile on his face, Mo Feiyu should be regarded as Chi Si Lie's most accomplished apprentice.

"Okay, master!" Mo Feiyu walked into the garden, the garden in late autumn was already full of fallen leaves, a few red and yellow sycamores, cypress trees dotted with a touch of vitality, the pond in the garden reflected a row of bamboo shadows, and the small bridge and pavilion in the distance also have a unique poetry. Mo Feiyu pulled out the fish intestine sword, and showed off the nine styles of the fish:

"Flying Fish Nine Styles First Type - Carp Fighting", Mo Feiyu borrowed the potted plants in the garden, turned over and jumped, and jumped with a sword.

"Flying Fish Nine Styles Second Style-Flying Fish Soaring to the Sky", Mo Feiyu then spun to the sky, and cleanly swung his sword and split two swords.

"Flying Fish Nine Style Third Type - Swordfish Meteor", Mo Feiyu flipped over in the air, the fish intestine sword drew a beautiful arc in mid-air, he swept the sword, and a row of sword qi was like a meteor shower, destroying the withering and decaying under the fierceness, and the trees in the garden instantly fell leaves.

"Flying Fish Nine Styles Fourth Type - Fish Ruler Element", the white-clothed scholar stepped on the river surface, jumped in the air, rotated at a height of 720 degrees, drew the sword from behind and split it forward, the water in the pond in the garden jumped up like the water sleeves of the singer danced, and quickly turned into a crystal clear, water vapor lingering blue water column, these water columns hit the bamboo by the pond one after another, with a "boom" explosion, those bamboos burst and fell.

"Flying Fish Nine Style Fifth Type - Fish Luck Hydrangea", Mo Feiyu jumped into the air, swung out the fish intestine sword and danced in the air, the sword blade was like the wind, the air was stagnant, those fallen leaves circulated in the wind, trembling, with a "rustle" sound and was shocked to the ground, a round sword qi gathered those fallen leaves, kneaded into a round ball, and rotated at high speed at the tip of the fish intestine sword, and in an instant those fallen leaves were broken and turned into ashes.

"Good, good, good!"

"Hehehe...... Sure enough, there is talent, and this trick comes from Tai Chi. Xiaoyaozi couldn't help but nod and laughed.

"Flying Fish Nine Styles Sixth Type - Fish Penetrates", Mo Feiyu is not in a hurry, he is like flying, the pen walks the dragon and snake, and a magnificent atmosphere on the sword absorbs all the fallen leaves on the ground and in the pond, and those fallen leaves are flying and swaying in the wind and dancing with the sword in Mo Feiyu's hand, and everyone who sees it is stunned and applauded. Mo Feiyu stabbed on the ground like a dragonfly with the tip of his sword, and used his return force to bounce those fallen leaves into the bamboo forest, and the bamboo forest instantly surged, as if a tsunami was coming.

"Flying Fish Nine Styles Seventh Style-Ten Thousand Fish Dynasty Sect", Mo Feiyu turned the fish intestine sword in his hand, and a thick round balloon shrouded Mo Feiyu in it, Mo Feiyu opened his arms inside, left and right luck, adjusted his breath, and gathered a round and strong internal force between the two palms.

"Flying Fish Nine Styles Eighth Style-Lying Ice and Seeking Carp" , Mo Feiyu flew across the pond on the waves, volleyed a bouquet of splashes with the fish intestine sword, Mo Feiyu quickly threw out the fish intestine sword, the flying sword pierced the splash, Mo Feiyu mobilized the true qi of the whole body, shot out from the fingertips, the true qi sprayed thin on the sword body, the fish intestine sword instantly became an ice blade, Mo Feiyu picked up the ice blade, and split a sword on the surface of the pond, a row of five-meter-high waterfalls instantly stood up, hit the front, the fish flying out of the waterfall instantly became an ice fish, those ice fish shot in the bamboo forest, those bamboos were pierced by the ice fish fiercely.

"Good! great!"

"Xianggong, you're tired, come and have a cup of tea!" said with a smile as Master Meiwu handed Mo Feiyu a cup of Huangshan Maofeng

"Huh, Xiao Mo, what about the ninth style?" Chi Silie looked at it very attentively, and suddenly asked when he came back to his senses.

"Master, the ninth type - Bird, Horse, Fish Dragon, I'm still enlightening. Mo Feiyu put away his sword and smiled.

"Oh, hurry up, don't keep me waiting too long!" Akasri laughed.

"I have already understood from the philosophy of Tai Chi, and I remember what the Taoist Master said last time: Wuji and Taiji, Taiji moves and generates yang, moving pole and static, static and yin, static pole complex movement, one movement and one static, each other is the root, and the yin is divided into yang. Male is yang, female is yin, yin and yang complement each other, so the yin and yang fish diagram is two fish connected end to tail, and the energy of the two fish is originally changing and rhythmic, in order to seek balance. This is true of all things in heaven and earth. Mo Feiyu looked at Xiaoyaozi and smiled.

"Yes, I'll give you a rehearsal, I hope it will help you in the ninth form. After that, Xiaoyaozi flew with the sword, swung the sword and slashed, collected the sword, and performed a Tai Chi fan, then sat down to rest, drank tea and said with a smile: "Feiyu, do you remember what the Taoist chief said when he was drunk when he took refuge at the extraordinary gate? Two rituals give birth to four elephants, and four elephants give birth to gossip. Tai Chi is the yin and yang of heaven and earth, mutual restraint, self-contained, today to teach you Tai Chi swordsmanship, in fact, are all around you, a grass and a tree, a bird and a beast, all run through the balance of yin and yang, we just take its essence to cultivate ourselves. ”

"Thank you, Dao Chang, for ordering again! I will practice the ninth style! Come! Everyone, please!" With that, Mo Feiyu led everyone into the inn to drink tea and chat with old days.