The shopkeeper retreated in panic. Zhang Shaoying laughed, turned around and saw that the second daughter was charming and beautiful, like a flower, her brain was chaotic, and she threw herself down with a loud roar. On this day, Zhang Shaoying was happy, and finally tasted the love that went deep into the bone marrow. His character is not constrained, as long as he knows to be a good person, he can bear everything.

The next day, Zhang Shaoying bought books, Mencius, Book of Rites, Book of Songs, and Shangshu, all of which were Confucian scriptures. Along the way, Zhang Shaoying completely changed, began to discuss the Analects with the second daughter, and had some insights. The second daughter saw that Zhang Shaoying was intoxicated, laughed again and again, and felt it in her heart. The three of them traveled all the way to the north, traveling 80 miles a day, day and night. On this day, when he entered the territory of Gwangju, Zhang Shaoying began to feel that Ji Lingshuang was a little different, someone sent something to Ji Lingshuang, but Zhang Shaoying didn't know when it was sent, he couldn't see it when he looked closely, so he asked Ji Lingshuang. Ji Lingshuang smiled: "You want to know?" Zhang Shaoying nodded, and Ji Lingshuang gave the letter to Zhang Shaoying. Zhang Shaoying was frightened at first glance, and the letter said that Mu Qiubai had defeated three people in a row in a month, ranking two hundred and thirty-three. The letter was written in the form of a newspaper, and it was a subordinate who delivered the letter. Zhang Shaoying sighed: "Why is this thing for you?" Ji Lingshuang smiled: "You should be glad that you married a wife who ranked tenth in a hundred battles." Zhang Shaoying almost fell off the horse again, and asked, "Really, fake?" Ji Lingshuang said: "Really" Zhang Shaoying sighed: "Then you go and 、、、、、" Zhang Shaoying retracted when he wanted to speak. Ji Lingshuang said: "You want me to arrest Mu Qiubai?" Zhang Shaoying asked: "Why not?" Ji Lingshuang blinked and said, "Do you really want to do that?" Zhang Shaoying nodded, and Ji Lingshuang said: "It's too late." Zhang Shaoying was puzzled: "Why?" Ji Lingshuang said: "He has come." Zhang Shaoying exclaimed: "How is it possible?" Ji Lingshuang said: "Look at it?"

The three of them were walking in a wooded area, a three-way junction, and there was an old pine tree at the intersection. Zhang Shaoying looked up, there were really a few people on the tree, it was Mu Qiubai and his party, and the three daughters of the flower concubine were leaning on the branch and looking at him with a smile. Zhang Shaoying screamed and fell off the horse, and Concubine Hua sighed: "Yo, what the hell are you seeing again?" Zhang Shaoying got up and shouted: "You are the ghosts, and you don't say hello when you come out." Wu Yi said: "You are accompanied by a beautiful woman, so naturally you can't see other women." Mu Qiubai was sleeping on the tree when he opened his eyes. When Zhang Shaoying saw his cold gaze, his heart trembled. The six of them jumped down to the ground and saluted each other. The three of them dismounted and returned the salute, and Mu Qiubai said to Zhang Shaoying: "You must be wondering, why am I here." Zhang Shaoying felt oppressed. Ji Lingshuang said: "Don't scare him. Mu Qiubai said: "No matter how sharp the blade is, if it is not beaten, it is just a pleasing plaything." Ji Lingshuang said: "This is the purpose of my invitation to come." Mu Qiubai said: "I already knew. Ji Lingshuang said: "As a fellow practitioner, you are the same. Mu Qiubai said: "Maybe." Ji Lingshuang said: "Let's go." ”

This time Zhang Shaoying sat on the bat wings again, and he suddenly found that he had no fear, no fear. Looking at the farmland towns below in such a sky, he suddenly realized that this was what it was like to stand on a high place. He just hugged Ji Lingshuang's waist and quietly enjoyed all this, and his untied hair was very itchy on his face. Zhang Shaoying looked into the distance, Liu Yan and Concubine Hua were on the same shelf. Sometimes when you fly low, you can hear the exclamations of the people on the ground. Over the mountains, over the lakes, over the city, Zhang Shaoying felt an unprecedented artistic conception. He thought of Han Bai, Hua Yixuan, Chen Tanqiu, and Xiaoyao, maybe such a man was what he was looking forward to.

As night fell, the group landed on the meadow of a manor in the city. They took off their hair, took off their goggles, and stretched their bodies, and servants came to serve. The owner of the farm was about forty or fifty years old, and slightly obese. He bowed down and said, "Everything is ready, please come in and rest." Concubine Hua sighed: "I haven't seen you for a few days, Master Yunzhuang." The master of Yunzhuang said: "The sect master has arrived, and the small village is shining. Concubine Hua giggled, and the second daughter of Qingyu Wu asked the third daughter of Ji Lingshuang. Entering the hall, it turned out that Mu Qiubai invited them to dinner. Zhang Shaoying secretly sighed that if it weren't for Ji Lingshuang, he wouldn't be qualified to sit here. Thinking of their deep hatred, Zhang Shaoying really didn't want to feast with them. Ji Lingshuang said with a smile: "Eating and revenge are two different things. Zhang Shaoying sat down, not as red tape as the Seven Killings. Everyone began to eat silently, toasting a glass of wine from time to time, very casually, as if a family was eating. The table was full of delicacies from the mountains and seas that Zhang Shaoying had never eaten, especially the pot of hairy crabs, Zhang Shaoying had never seen such a big crab. Liu Yan hadn't eaten it either, so Ji Lingshuang began to teach him, and the three daughters of Concubine Hua also made do with him and introduced the dishes on the table to him. These dishes were sent from all over the country, and it cost eight hundred taels of silver, Zhang Shaoying was secretly speechless. Speaking of this, even Mu Qiubai couldn't help but interject, Zhang Shaoying suddenly realized that no matter how powerful a person is, even if he is the emperor, he has to eat and pee, in fact, everyone is the same.

After resting for one night, Ji Lingshuang pulled Zhang Shaoying to bleed the next day. Zhang Shaoying was extremely reluctant and looked at Liu Yan, who blinked slightly. Zhang Shaoying didn't look at it, put a bowl and walked out, and Liu Yan followed. Zhang Shaoying was puzzled: "Why did Lingshuang call him?" Liu Yan said: "The more you dare not face it, the more you have to face it, so Lingshuang brought him here." Zhang Shaoying exclaimed: "Are you crazy?" Liu Yan took his hand and said: "You should know the identity of Lingshuang, this is your blessing, she is so 、、、、、" Liu Yan sighed and did not continue. Zhang Shaoying already understood, and said: "Maybe you are right, but I am nothing." Liu Yan said: "You have to believe us." Zhang Shaoying smiled: "No need to say it again." The two of them laughed. Ji Lingshuang has been busy for three days, and Mu Qiubai has someone waiting for him, so naturally it is not their business. So the two went out to play for three days, and Zhang Shaoying also began to read the Book of Poetry, and sighed very much at the words of love in the text.

Three days later, Mu Qiubai changed into a new dress, and at this time, Mu Qiubai's face was ruddy, and her hair was black, judging two people. Zhang Shaoying could clearly feel that Mu Qiubai's eyes were different when he looked at him, and Ji Lingshuang was slightly tired and rested for the night. The next day, the bat's wings went north, and the group didn't even have extra words to say that they were just on the road. This time, Zhang Shaoying finally saw an unforgettable scene in this life, the capital of the Great Song Dynasty, the tall city walls, neat blocks, solemn and elegant, high roofs, glazed paintings, and endless houses. The crowd of people, bustling and resounding through the nine skies, the military camp is vast and boundless, Zhang Shaoying has only one word in his heart, more. There are many people, many houses, and so many things. Bat wings only passed by the left side of Kaifeng City, and many people had seen bat wings, which was a secret of the imperial court. Bat wings can fly up to 300 zhang, and they can't shoot anything except the ** crossbow. Zhang Shaoying was only deeply shocked in her heart, and she couldn't calm down for a long time. The further north it went, the bigger it became, and the bat's wings couldn't flutter for a long time on the vast plain, so they stopped in Zhending. I bought a carriage and other equipment, rested for the night, and then hurried north. Merchants carrying heavy loads and large numbers of troops were often seen on the road, and there were very few pedestrians like them, who did not carry anything. Many of the people here have migrated, and many more are family members of the army who have been banned from food. But here it is very desolate, almost a plain, some of the mountains are gentle, some are very high. It was May, the grass was close to each other, and as far as the eye could see, Liu Yan and Zhang Shaoying both sighed at the beauty here, so they bought two horses to ride and play. Everyone walked all the way, except for Mu Qiubai, everyone almost had nothing to talk about, and Zhang Shaoying gradually knew the name of the gray-robed man, his real name was Li Zhongyu, but he gave himself another name, Long Yin. Along the way, although the army came and went, no one came to disturb them, and sometimes when they saw the beauty of a few women, they would take a few more looks, and then go. Looking at Liu Yan again, Zhang Shaoying suddenly realized that they seemed to be here to play, several women were huddled in the carriage and were grooming, and Ji Lingshuang, who had never done makeup, was also powdered with thrush. On the way, only Chen Zhong spoke more, and laughed among the women from time to time. Zhang Shaoying looked at it in his eyes and deeply felt the gap between himself and these people.

In a trance, Mu Qiubai's car came over, and when the courtier was sleeping in the car, Mu Qiubai was driving. Mu Qiubai glanced at Zhang Shaoying and said, "Sit." Zhang Shaoying only felt that Mu Qiubai's words seemed to be born with irresistible majesty, and sitting next to Mu Qiubai was like sitting on pins and needles. Mu Qiubai moved his body and said, "The old pattern has ended, and the new war is about to begin, have you thought about it?" Zhang Shaoying didn't understand and shook his head. Mu Qiubai said: "As a human being, life is the same, and the emperor is no exception, it is precisely because of a few of us who threaten his life and death, it also threatens our own life and death." Zhang Shaoying understood, and asked in a trembling voice: "Are there also people from the imperial court in the Hundred Battles Theory?" Mu Qiubai said: "The Hundred Battles Discussion only pays attention to martial arts and research, and has nothing to do with grievances. It is precisely because he knows the existence of the Hundred Battles Theory, so the Venerable of the Ninety-Five will also feel fear. Zhang Shaoying said: "Don't you know that I want to seek revenge on you?" Mu Qiubai said: "I know." Zhang Shaoying sighed: "Then you still come to help me?" Mu Qiubai said: "I came here completely because of her." You should be glad that you have such luck, but at the same time be vigilant, because luck itself comes at a cost. Zhang Shaoying shook his head and said, "I don't understand." Mu Qiubai said: "Anyone who belongs to the masters of the Hundred Battles Theory, everyone has a document to keep in the hands of the top ten people. Each challenge needs to be reviewed by 10 of them, and it is completed once a year. Zhang Shaoying was puzzled: "What is written in the paper?" Mu Qiubai said: "Name, residence, strengths, weaknesses, achievements, factions, six." ”