Chapter 10: The Lost Treasure

Who is Shi Dakai?

It was one of the most legendary figures of that era, he was brave and brave, used soldiers like a god, experienced hundreds of battles of all sizes, never tasted defeat, sympathized with the people's livelihood, and his life deeds were praised by future generations.

In the Tianjing Incident, Wei Changhui, the king of the north, killed Yang Xiuqing, the king of the east, and Shi Dakai heard about it, rushed back to Tianjing to stop the turmoil, and killed the red-eyed Wei Changhui to kill Shi Dakai.

Shi Dakai had no choice but to leave the southwest, and all the relatives left behind in Tianjing were killed.

At the end of the Taiping period, the Hunan army defeated the Taiping army, and in the face of the heavy reinforcement of the Hunan army, Shi Dakai fought alone and was forced to retreat into Guangxi.

Later, Shi Dakai went north and south from Guangxi, entered Sichuan through Hubei, crossed the Yangtze River to the north, and fought in the three provinces of Sichuan, Guizhou and Yunnan, and finally was betrayed by traitors, defeated and captured, at the age of 32, and his two sons were also killed by the Qing army.

"As far as I know, the Qing army encircled and suppressed the descendants of the Wing Queen many times back then, but I haven't heard of it..."

Chu Luo said thoughtfully.

Hu Tiantou disagreed, and said: "Indeed, all the descendants of the Taoist ancestors in the world followed their ancestors to die on the battlefield, but in fact, before the incident, the ancestors still had a wife in their hometown. ”

"At that time, the ancestors seemed to have anticipated the outcome of the peace, and they would inevitably implicate the descendants, so when they participated in the uprising, they changed their surname to Shi, and the son who stayed in his hometown inherited the ancestral surname, which was the father."

Chu Luozhao was inexplicably surprised for a while, he didn't expect that his friend who had been friends for many years would have such an identity.

Thinking about the guard Fang Hu next to Hu Tiandou, he had some understanding, with Shi Dakai's status back then, it was too simple to leave a guard for the only descendant of his hometown.

I also understand why Hu Tiandou has been running back and forth for the overthrow of the Qing court over the years, and he is extremely enthusiastic.

The hatred of the family and the country made it impossible for Hu Tiandou to retreat to the mountains and forests like Chu Luozhao.

Hu Tianpu continued: "Elder Zhao should have heard the rumors of the Taiping Treasure, right? ”

Song Xing's eyes moved slightly, the Taiping treasure, even in his original era, was a legend that people talked about.

It is rumored that when the Taiping fell, the Hunan army broke through Tianjing City, ransacked the whole city, and dug three feet into the ground, but only did not find the treasure house of Hong Xiuquan's rumored rich and rival country.

The Qing court even suspected that the Hunan army had swallowed the treasure alone, and later sent a secret envoy to secretly investigate the matter, and finally the secret envoy was assassinated, and the matter was closed.

And in folklore, there are multiple versions.

Some people say that there is no treasure at all, and the treasure has been squandered by Hong Xiuquan, and some people say that the treasure exists, because the amount is too huge, and it was swallowed by the Hunan army alone.

There are also people who swear that before the Taiping army was defeated, they buried their treasures in a corner of Tianjing City, and later a lucky person found some of the treasures and became the richest man in the city.

There are even more market rumors that the Taiping army secretly transported treasures out of the city and hid them somewhere before they were defeated, in order to make a comeback.

Chu Luozhao heard Hu Tiantou suddenly mention the Taiping Treasure, groaned, and looked up at him.

Hu Tianpu nodded and said: "The folk rumors are partly true, on the eve of the defeat of the Taiping army, some treasures were indeed transported out of Tianjing City and secretly escorted to my grandfather. ”

"Grandfather saw that the Qing army was strong at that time, and in order to plan for the future, he sent his cronies to secretly send this batch of treasures overseas, found an island in the South Seas, buried it in it, and prepared to retreat from the sea in case of defeat, and then wait for an opportunity to act."

"Who knew that he was betrayed by a traitor later, and my grandfather failed to do so, which is a pity."

Hu Tianpu continued with some sadness: "Grandfather had already expected it before, so he sent his closest guards to send this secret to his father in his hometown. ”

"Now, for the sake of the ancestors' wishes, I intend to go to Nanyang to take out the treasure and use it to support the great cause of China's rejuvenation."

"That's a good point, so you and I live up to the enthusiasm and pride I had at the beginning."

Chu Luo took pictures of the case.

The Boxers were mixed in those years, and Chu Luozhao and Hu Tiantuo were rare people who served the country and the people and had a warm heart, so they could form a deep friendship.

"But just ask for a clear conscience." Hu Tianpu smiled.

"Going to stay here for a few days?"

"Wait for Fang Hu's injury to stabilize and leave, over the years, the Qing court's internal affairs office has bitten me, and it is inconvenient to stay for a long time, this time I went to Hong Kong, on the one hand, to avoid trouble."

"Is the old man a person who is afraid of things?" Chu Luozhao said unhappily.

Hu Tiantou shook his head and smiled: "You finally quit this whirlpool, why should you be contaminated with red dust and mundane things, if it wasn't for saving me back then..."

"What did the old past mention him, if he can meet the deceased today, he must get drunk and rest."

said that it was a drunken party, but in order not to affect Hu Tiandou's travel, the two just drank a few glasses and recalled the year at the wine table with the intention of drinking.

And Song Xing sat on the steps outside, holding a pot of rice and eating it in a big gulp.

After Song Xing finished eating, he glanced at Chu Luozhao, who was still chatting, and walked to the side by himself, put on a strange posture and began to exercise.

Martial arts practice, a punch of a thousand catties, the consumption is very large, in order to maintain this consumption, eating has become the only way to replenish energy.

Since ancient times, each sect has had its own secret way of eating.

What is the way to eat, ordinary people eat food, except for a small part of it that is absorbed by the body and used for body activities, most of it is excreted from the body and wasted.

Martial artists, on the other hand, can accelerate the peristalsis and digestion of the five internal organs through special movements, absorb as much energy as possible before the energy dissipates, and store it in the body for daily martial arts practice.

The so-called refining and refining qi is to refine and transform the energy in the body into the required kinetic energy.

Song Xing's posture at this moment was taught to him by Chu Luozhao, his hands on the ground, relying only on the strength of his hands and forearms, supporting the entire body to stand upside down, his legs were straight, but his spine was vibrating at a strange frequency, and the muscles on his back were squirming as if they were alive, and he always maintained a special frequency of breathing.

Hu Tiandou, who was talking to Chu Luozhao, turned his head to see this scene and was shocked.

Over the years, he has traveled south and north, although his martial arts cultivation is ordinary, but he usually chats with Fang Hu, and his knowledge is not weak.

He could see that Song Xing was practicing a kind of practice in Mei Boxing, the golden dragon wrapped around the pillar, and it seemed that it was also mixed with red boxing, Tai Chi, and part of Xingyi.

Through the tremor of the spine and back muscles, combined with the special internal breathing method, the five internal organs can be rhythmically vibrate, and the food eaten can be digested and absorbed at a very fast speed.

What really shocked him was that those who could master this kind of practice in Plum Blossom Boxing must at least be successful in the dark, and freely control the muscles and muscles of the whole body in order to be as perfect as Song Xing.

Is this really only five years of cultivation?

Although he had heard Chu Luozhao say it before, Hu Tiantuo couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

He and Fang Hu grew up together since childhood, and Fang Hu also practiced for twelve years before his master allowed him to practice the sect's eating method.

After a day and a night of high fever, Fang Hu's injuries finally stabilized after eating a few herbs prepared by Chu Luozhao, and Chu Luozhao judged that Fang Hu should have passed the most dangerous period.

Next, with the physique of his martial arts practitioner, he slowly recovered.

Hu Tiandou stayed here for another day, and finally decided to leave Cangwu the next day and go to Guangzhou.

The next day, it was dawn, and Song Xing got up.

First, go down the hill to fill the water tank with water, then carefully clean the front yard, and then go to the backyard kitchen.

After feeding the chickens and ducks, I came to the field and picked a few greens and washed them as usual.

Skillfully make a fire to boil water, knead the dough with water, and skillfully make Chu Luozhao's favorite bamboo noodles, sprinkled with full of coriander.

Because of Hu Tian's pouring again, Song Xing steamed a drawer full of steamed buns.

When Chu Luozhao got up, what he saw was a steaming table of meals ready.

The old man didn't speak, sat in his familiar position, and finished eating the bamboo noodles made by his apprentice, and his skills were still as good as ever.

After the meal, Song Xing cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks and washed them carefully.

When he returned to the house, he packed up a few clothes and simply bandaged them into a bag, and Hu Tiantuo was already waiting at the front door.

Looking at the heroic apprentice, Chu Luozhao didn't say anything, and waved his hand, which was regarded as goodbye.

Song Xing walked out of the mountain gate, put down his burden, turned around and knelt respectfully towards the old man, and kowtowed three times.

stood up, took a deep look at Chu Luozhao, and turned to leave.

Chu Luozhao stood in front of the door, watching the figures of the two go farther and farther, getting smaller and smaller, until they were never seen again.

A soft sigh sounded in the mountains, and then drifted away with the wind.