The back mountain is the back garden of the Hou Mansion, more than 60 zhang high, the grass and trees are abundant, and the scenery is excellent.

This place does not belong to the Hou Mansion, but is a non-sale real estate in Quanzhou City.

Quanzhou City was originally a small and medium-sized city built near the water, and later with the development of successive expansions, several hills stretching over the mountain range on the west side have been enough to include three so far, this mountain is one of them, at the foot of the west slope is the original west city wall of Quanzhou City, so the whole mountain is not only not allowed to buy and sell official property, but also military property, until Feng Moxiu dragged his family to move here.

Feng Moxiu refused the mansion rewarded by the imperial court, and the most important reason why he bought the current Hou Mansion out of his own pocket was this mountain, and he fell in love with this mountain at a glance when he looked at the mansion.

Outsiders think that he is a military general, and when he buys a house, he has to pick a location that is easy to defend and difficult to attack, and he can prevent thieves from being able to train from the outside, but in fact it is not at all, he just thinks that this mountain is beautiful and there are water and beasts, and he can take his wife to climb a hill to relax in his spare time, and he didn't think about it at all.

Let's ask a master of the tangible period who can rival the martial soul, plus at least thirty or more innate masters to guard day and night, does it matter if it is dangerous or not?

It's just to find an unobstructed place, and no one dares to go into it without the walls of the monastery!

Therefore, Feng Moxiu immediately bought the current Hou Mansion, and in line with the fine character of "people do not make vain Feng Hou", he forced the Quanzhou prefect at that time to change the documents and sell him here, so this mountain became the back garden of the Jianhou Mansion, plus the main body of the original mansion, the entire Jianhou Mansion accounted for a full one-seventh of Quanzhou City.

The expansion of the Hou Mansion, the original city wall was consciously regarded as his own back wall by Feng Moxiu, who was "of good moral character", but the Tianyuan Law stipulates that in addition to the palace, the wall of any building in the city should not be higher than the city wall, even the highest respect of the prince can only be built three feet lower, so Feng Moxiu sent someone to remove a few layers of bricks to show that he "abides by the law", and warmly invited the prefect to personally bring people to measure, no more, no less, just three feet lower.

The prefect vomited blood, and he had no choice but to build and expand Quanzhou City, and rebuild the west city wall six miles west - he didn't have the courage to build it against the back wall of the Jianhou Mansion.

Who knows that more vomiting blood is still to come.

Feng Moxiu's "domineering" and "forcible purchase of official property" unexpectedly spread to the capital and stabbed in front of the saint, and a group of civil officials knelt on the ground with excitement, either to hit the Golden Palace or to dismiss the official, and it was more than half a month to make a fuss.

This group of people still wants to invite Sheng Zhongzhang to come out, but what kind of character is Sheng Zhongzhang, and he can still stir up the yellow things that are good for his baby granddaughter?

So although he didn't want to see him and even hated Feng Moxiu, he also stayed out of the matter, saying that he was sick and didn't go out at home, and he had the meaning of when something happened and when he would go to court again.

You Wanli also has a headache, although Feng Moxiu is the humerus he trusts very much, but this thing is really too much, it is true that the world is martial, but the world is governed more by these civil officials who howl every day!

So he sent a secret edict to reprimand, and finally asked Feng Moxiu to retreat the land, and then pay out of his own pocket to repair the original city wall.

Feng Moxiu quickly replied, basically meaning that he couldn't retreat, for three reasons: Mrs. likes it, the original city wall has been renovated, and the new town is already under construction.

To sum up, the emperor can punish if you want to, you can get a few levels of official titles, and the lower officials are hiding from the idle Beijing, and this is just idle.

You Wanli vomited blood, so he could only carry the "seriously ill" Sheng Zhongzhang into the palace to discuss, Sheng Zhongzhang didn't want to pick up, but You Wanli directly threw Feng Moxiu's reply to him, which means that Feng Moxiu is your old friend and your grandson-in-law, and this matter is also his wife and your granddaughter, don't want to mix up.

Sheng Zhongzhang had no choice but to come up with a plan, and when he was done, he went home and locked himself in the study and scolded the air, and no one in the Sheng Mansion dared to talk to him for more than a month afterwards, and he didn't dare to take a breath.

The end of the matter was that the poor prefect was convicted of "knowing the law and breaking the law" and was demoted, and the same governor and several other high-ranking officials involved in the matter were also convicted, and they were demoted to different horns and horns to serve as sesame officials, and the middle and lower-level officials were dealt with according to the situation, and the initiator Feng Moxiu received a holy decree of reprimand, and was scolded by the emperor in harsh rather than elegant words, and finally ordered him to ask for his own pocket to repair the new city wall under construction within two years, and did not mention how to deal with the mountain and the original city wall.

There is no, the poor coercion is all unlucky, and the civil officials are naturally dissatisfied, but Feng Moxiu's official reputation is even more stinky because of this, it is simply a cancer of officialdom who touches and who dies, and the emperor has a tough attitude, and Sheng Zhongzhang has an ambiguous attitude, so the civil officials will admit it.

Afterwards, some people speculated whether this would be a bureau, Feng Moxiu's actions were actually acquiesced by the emperor or even privately instructed, otherwise where did he come from so boldly to dare to use the city wall as his own backyard in private, and the officialdom of Quanzhou came to a complete purge because of this incident, and the officials in the vital parts were almost cleaned, and the rest of the reluctance had to rely on the snort of the Red Sword Marquis, and the new officials sent the emperor to use neutral people, who had no good impression of the Red Sword Marquis, but there was no hostility.

There is no way to know the truth of the matter, anyway, Feng Moxiu really took a big advantage.

And this mountain didn't come in handy in the end, Sheng Yan's lazy and greedy temperament would climb the mountain with him to enjoy the scenery, lying in the yard eating fruits and basking in the sun, occasionally fiddling with her beloved flowers and plants is her favorite thing, and later after having more Feng Zhiping, she didn't have this leisure, so Feng Moxiu didn't enjoy the mountaintop hot spring carefully built with the power of the Chixiao Sword a few times in total, and in the end they only cheapened Feng Zhiping.

Houshan is the place where Feng Zhiping came to the most except Wudingtang, and as he got older, he surpassed Wudingtang, and he liked to practice martial arts here.

There are mountains and waters, trees and beasts, as well as a few steep cliffs and steep slopes that are very dangerous for ordinary people and waterfalls that he begged his father to specially transform.

He can't cultivate his internal strength, and those "dangerous places" that the eldest brother and second brother can't look down on are good training grounds, and his body and machine changes are boiled out little by little here.

Practicing here, thirsty with mountain spring water, hungry with little beasts to fill hunger, tired to go to the top of the mountain to soak in the hot springs, tired of going down the mountain back to Sanssouci Pavilion to rest for a few days, no matter if the move is wrong or depressed yelling a few times, no one will come to point him out anything, he has always thought that this is the real Sanssouci Pavilion, clean, peaceful, no light or dark strange vision.

His ventriloquist was also practiced here, at first he couldn't catch the wild pheasant angry and came up with a solution, and he learned to find it very interesting and seemed to be very useful, so he changed from beast to man, and then to the natural sounds of horseshoe wheels, wind, thunder, rain, lightning, etc., and he was really self-taught.

Feng Moxiu didn't deny him or praise him after he found out, he just said that he was happy, his mother and eldest brother were not surprised to exaggerate, but the second brother sneered, saying something like "I can't get on the table on the left side of the door", "The dignified son of the world has lost the face of the Hou Mansion", "With this leisure, it is better to read more books and take the career path, so as not to disappoint my father" Yunyun, Feng Zhiping listened coldly, did not refute, and turned his head to practice more attentively.

Now that he was revisiting the old place, in the middle of the night, in the night sky, he had no time to appreciate whether the mountain scenery was the same as in his memory, and all his energy was focused on the leg in front of him.

The leg is sealed Mo Xiu, and he walks in the air leisurely, kicking him here as a ball.

Feng Zhiping wanted to resist, but he couldn't resist at all, that leg was as fast as a ghost, his strength was like a mountain, he had nowhere to borrow his strength in mid-air and could only block it, but he couldn't stop it at all, Feng Moxiu could bypass his hand and kick him every time, again and again, as if he wanted to kick him all the way to the end of the world.

Feng Zhiping was powerless to stop it, so he could only hold his sword tightly.

In case the old man suddenly stopped kicking, he would definitely have to fall, he might not die if he fell so high, but he would definitely be seriously injured, and only when he was close to the ground could he land safely with a few swords with the full force of this human-level long sword.

That's his only reluctance.

Suddenly, Feng Moxiu appeared again and kicked him.

Feng Zhiping rolled up and blocked the road with his left hand, and swung the long sword with his right hand like a short knife, and unexpectedly swept across the leg shadow and waved it into the air, but unexpectedly saw that this leg was not a kick but a volley, and his body sank and fell sharply.

Yu Guang judged the distance by the blurred moonlight, and when he was about three feet above the ground, he violently twisted his body and slashed down with a sword, Jian Gang pointed a foot on the sword when he did not vomit, Jian Gang instantly collapsed, and then the direction of the big foot turned horizontally under the abdomen and helped him slow down, and when he was about to land, he rolled and crashed into a tree, and slid down the trunk to the ground.

This hit was not light, and it took a while for the blood to calm down, and he got up on guard as soon as he recovered, and about twenty steps in front of him, Feng Moxiu watched with a smile on his arms, and had been waiting for a long time.

Seeing Feng Zhiping get up, Feng Moxiu didn't put down his arm, and raised his chin very loudly: "Come on, there is no one here, Lao Tzu will accompany you to fight enough." ”

Feng Zhiping swept left and right with his residual light, followed his memory to roughly identify the location, and stepped forward with a slight hook on his back, as if he was about to rush forward, but when he exerted his strength, he did not advance but retreated, flying to the shadow behind.

Feng Moxiu's strength is too strong, and he has no chance of winning if he encounters it head-on, and only by taking advantage of the location can he encounter him.

This is the back mountain, it is a paradise he is familiar with, it is his home field, if you are not mistaken, there is a waterhole nearby, water and fire are mutually restrictive, and you can't resist Feng Moxiu, but it can also increase the chances of winning.

The idea is good, and it has to be achievable.

Before the person entered the shadows, a wall of fire was encircled behind Feng Zhiping, lighting the grass and trees to disperse the dark man and was forced to stop, on the other side, Feng Moxiu's smile was even bigger, very kind.

"It's too dark, light it up for you, are you happy?"

Feng Zhiping was silent, and the afterglow flashed and continued to look for a way out.

Feng Moxiu put down his arm and said lazily: "Don't look around, hurry up, hurry up, you're still not a gentleman?

Feng Zhiping turned a deaf ear and continued to patrol to confirm that there was indeed no way back before retracting his gaze.

"Dead hearted, a waste of time. Hurry up and make a move, if you don't do it, I'll move first!"

As soon as Feng Moxiu's words fell, he saw a piece of dirt mixed with stones rushing over, and his vision was greatly affected.

"Hmph, trail!"

With a wave of the air, the soil was divided to both sides, but a sword light broke out of the air, and halfway through, the light was divided into three points and turned into three silver clovers, and when it came to the front of him, the sword flower filled with another one, and the leaf petals also changed from three leaves to four leaves, flickering around the vital point.

"You really like to use this move!" Feng Moxiu sighed and made a lightning move, and his sword finger hit the center of the four sword flowers almost at the same time, "But there is a lack of change, use the move I created to defeat me, are you a pig?"

The sword move was forced and humiliated, Feng Zhiping pursed his mouth lightly and did not return the mouth, which was expected.

Just when Feng Moxiu thought that he was going to reorganize the offensive, the scattered sword flowers suddenly reunited, and in the blink of an eye, five five-petaled silver leaf grasses appeared in front of him, pointing to the upper, middle and lower and several types of nowhere respectively, the span was so large that people couldn't believe that this was made by one person and one sword, and his eyes lit up instantly.

The hand behind his back also moved, Feng Moxiu's hands went out with the same point, and the sword flower was broken in an instant, but it was not over yet!

The collapsed sword flower did not condense again, but suddenly connected into a line, drawing an irregular silver trajectory towards his left ribs, people followed the sword, Feng Zhiping also shortened to the left side, and privately wanted to go around.

Feng Moxiu's sword finger didn't even stop it twice, and it wasn't until the third time that he hit the side of the blade and bounced it open, and Feng Zhiping had already touched the back, and he didn't turn around with a backhand sword.

Seeing that the tip of the sword was in the middle, the two fingers suddenly appeared and were firmly clamped to prevent it from being saved, Feng Zhiping did not hesitate to withdraw the sword with all his might, but the other party's strength was greater, and the sword and the people were thrown back to its original position.

"Stinky boy still wants to run behind me?

Feng Moxiu sneered, then smacked his lips playfully, stretched out his hand to make a gesture of holding the sword, and a pale golden long sword with a dragon pattern inscription quietly appeared in his hand.

"But that was a bit interesting just now, did you come up with it yourself?"

Feng Zhiping didn't speak, and continued to think about how to leave this circle of fire.

Feng Moxiu didn't care, he shook his sword and shook it, and said happily: "I can come up with a move that I haven't been able to completely prevent, yes, it's really good, it's worthy of Lao Tzu's seed! Come on, come on, accompany you for your father to have two tricks, pick a fresh one, don't disgust me with those old things, you are not qualified to use my tricks to break my sword, don't look for abuse!"

Feng Zhiping couldn't find a way out, retracted his gaze, tightened his hand holding the hilt of the sword, and made a starting gesture.

If you can't escape, then come on, just use you to feed the tricks.

Fresh?

Hehe, there is!

I'm afraid it's too new, and I'll blind your old eyes!