Chapter 39: Qinghe Wushuifang
After the carriage stopped, several officials and personnel came down and posted many notices at the door of the inn, which were all related to the six towns, and many of the main leaders of the uprising, including the breaking of the six Han Baling, were rewarded by the government.
Wuchuan fell, the imperial court lost face, naturally sent more troops to suppress, the notice to the six Han Baling portrayed as a bully who eats people and does not spit out bones, the main officials of Wuchuan City, and several commanders of the garrison of the peripheral government mansion were brutally killed, and the surrounding Haoqiang clan was also looted.
"It's huge, but it doesn't make much of a climate, ahem... The real problem lies in the martial arts of the six towns, among which there are powerful and powerful gatekeepers, and there are many ambitious people. ”
"Sir..."
Since there is an inn in the town, many people have a table for dinner, a pale middle-aged Confucian man muttered to himself, and there was a man who looked like a housekeeper behind him, noticing that Xia Wuhe was empty, and quickly took the first step, took out a piece of linen and wiped the table and chairs, during which he completely ignored Xia Wuji, and did not ask if there were any companions at this table.
After Xia Wuhe paused, he was still eating by himself...
Under the situation of the six towns, due to the huge disparity in the strength of the two sides, the six Han Baling did not choose to defend the six towns, but moved the main force to the grassland in the north.
The housekeeper who had finished cleaning said with a smile at this time: "Master, there is this inn nearby, there is really no place to find it, and the northern land is too desolate." ”
The middle-aged Confucian glanced at every table in the inn, and finally fell on Xia Wuji, who was eating by himself.
Different from his housekeeper, although the young man in front of him was wearing an ordinary linen clothes, he had a unique calm and calm posture on his body, and the middle-aged Confucian couldn't help but feel good: "Little brother, cough cough... Sorry, can you sum it up? ”
"Please."
The housekeeper on the side was a little unaccustomed to Xia Wuhe's heartless appearance of drinking porridge, and felt that he was just a rural villager, and the lord was polite to him.
The middle-aged Confucian who sat down looked at the inn curiously: "Listen to the accent of the little brother, from the six towns, right?" ”
"Huh?"
"The situation in the six towns has been in turmoil recently, and many people have been displaced and displaced."
The middle-aged Confucian said that this was a little helpless: "Chivalry is forbidden by force, there are too many people in the green forest in the north, there will be so much turmoil, I heard that there is a big sect, selling their own cheats cheaply, there will be so many chaos, I have written to the imperial court, as far as possible to prohibit this kind of trafficking." ”
Please, don't just complain about Guiyuan Sect, this inn is also a Guiyuan Sect industry, Xia Wuhe when the inn was registered some time ago, he bought a copy of the Cangjie Mantra from the small second-hand shop, but he is greedy and chews the truth Xia Wuhe still understands, and he bought this martial arts mainly to learn from reading.
Xia Wuhe's face was full of black lines, what did this person read, there are so many people in the rivers and lakes here, and they are all smart and ear-eyed, is talking casually looking for death?
"And these people shouldn't be very good... Ahem, if there is really no problem with this kind of martial arts, why don't many of the world's major sects send people to practice? I can't find anything wrong with this cheat now, but it doesn't mean it's really okay. Everything in the world is profitable, and Guiyuan Sect has to make money and have a lot of business... Ahem, why bother this way. ”
Therefore, as soon as the middle-aged Confucian finished reading it, many people in the inn glanced coldly at Xia Wuhe's table...
Xia Wuhe had already started scolding, and now that his table had been targeted, he could only eat vaguely and pretend to be stupid: "It makes sense, it makes sense..."
"The little brother laughed, Cui Hong in the Xia Wushui room."
Wushui room?
In an instant, Xia Wuhe's eating speed slowed down, and his tone was not as perfunctory as just now: "You are Cui Changshi, who has been waiting for Shu Lu for twenty years..."
The middle-aged Confucian in front of him, who was born in Cui Hong, who should be the top wealthy family in the north, Qinghe Cui, just from the perspective of qualifications, this person is the third duke, and has taken the big exam for hundreds of officials.
The most important thing is that this person has a comprehensive history, and the Spring and Autumn Period of the Sixteen Kingdoms was compiled by him.
It is precisely because he is a doer, a student of history, and has seen too many conspiracies and tricks, so he ruthlessly said that the Guiyuan Sect had ill intentions in such a public occasion...
Over the years, Cui Hong has collected the old history and other materials of the Sixteen Kingdoms. Due to the fact that the northern imperial court had just moved its capital to Luoyang, the rate of various books was scattered, so it had to be sought for public and private, and drove for several years to obtain detailed possession of the materials.
In order to transcribe and collect historical materials, Cui Hong exhausted his family property and money, and sometimes he didn't even have the money to buy paper, which shows that he was engaged in writing under the condition of living a hard life, so he appeared here, and the pomp was not as big as imagined.
In the first three years, the first draft of the Spring and Autumn Period of the Sixteen Kingdoms was basically completed, but in order to write the final Shu record, he went around to buy the Shu book written by Chang Xuan that recorded the history of Shu for a long time, so he waited patiently for nearly 20 years, until he got this book to complete the rewriting.
This also shows the rigor of the author's writings. Until now, Cui Hong's Spring and Autumn Period of the Sixteen Kingdoms was finally completed.
"Cui Changshi, this is not a cold, it's a disease of physical weakness."
"It's out of the way, it's an old problem."
Since Xia Wuhe knew Cui Hong's identity and origin, in connection with the recent events, he suddenly said: "Cui Changshi, did you come to Beidi this time for the funeral of the Yuwen family?" ”
"It's... Ahem. ”
This person, I don't remember the long life span, it seems that he died before the end of the Six Towns Rebellion, and I don't remember the specific time, but Cui Hong's current face is afraid that he has already lost a candle in the wind.
But observing Cui Hong's breathing and breathing, Xia Wuhe noticed that Cui Hong's physical condition was bad, similar to his own practice of Ming Qi Martial Arts, absorbing too much injury qi into the body, but this kind of injury was not caused by Lian Wu, it should be a relationship between sucking five stones.
What are Five Stones?
Dansha, realgar, alum, Zeng Qing, Cishi!
Its medicinal properties are dry and hot, and after taking it, it makes people warm all over the body, and produces a confusing short-term effect, which is actually a kind of chronic poisoning. Of course, many people consume Wushisan for the sake of cultivation, and these so-called poisons are turbid and hurtful qi.
Just as Xia Wuhe was talking to Cui Hong, some people in the green forest in the inn looked at Cui Hong with extremely unfriendly eyes.
The shopkeeper in the restaurant is still smiling and serving food everywhere, even if Cui Hong sprayed them to return to the Yuan Sect just now, the shopkeeper is still smiling.
However, some of the people in the green forest who had purchased the martial arts of the Guiyuan Sect and had already built the foundation felt harsh at Cui Hong's words just now, and one of them swiped his fingers, and a silent and strange white mist aura slowly approached Xia Wuhe and a table under his control.
Xia Wuhe, who had a keen perception, naturally discovered that someone had secretly taken the life of this middle-aged Confucian Cui Hong.