"The Hai Club is an anti-Yuan gang, and everything it does must be for the anti-Yuan plan. Yin Cong's gaze gradually drifted away, as if he remembered a distant past.

"The name of this gang is taken from the Battle of the Mountains and Naval Battles of that year, and the Great Song Dynasty was defeated. When the two of them thought of this, their hearts were depressed and gloomy.

"My father started this sea meeting, which is not to forget the shame of the mountain and sea battle, and to take revenge!" Yin Cong said, the light in his eyes gradually became cold and sharp.

Luo said timidly: "The general meeting is full of pure heart, and the heavens can learn from it! The blood is deep, and we will repay it!" Yin Cong nodded, and the two touched a glass of wine and drank it all up, but listened to Yin Cong continue: "About two years ago, there was a person who was an official in the court, his name was Zhang Gui, and he was in his forties. When I came to the Shaolin Temple in Futian, where my father used to practice martial arts, he said that he wanted to meet a monk, and that there was an important matter related to that monk. Master Hongen of Shaolin Temple, who is also my father's teacher, told him that the man had passed away. Zhang Gui asked the man if he had left anything behind, and repeatedly sent people to try to sneak in to the bedroom of the deceased monk, but they were all driven out by the people of Shaolin Temple. Luo said timidly: "What kind of person, so ignorant of the rules!" Yin Cong said: "That Zhang Gui is not a mess of the rivers and lakes." He stole in so many times, and Master Hongen was suspicious, so he went to the deceased monk's room to see it, and as a result, a silk silk was turned out under the man's bed, and the silk silk was densely written. When Master Zhang learned about this, he pestered Master Hongen to ask for the silk, and Master Hongen knew that the matter written on the silk was very important, so he sent someone to call my father, and the result was ......" Luo asked timidly: "What happened?" Yin Cong's eyes flashed with a distant light, and said: "As a result, my father saw that Zhang Gui and knew that he was the son of Zhang Hongfan, a Han general, and said that my Lu family and his Zhang family have an enmity, and they are not the enemy of Dai Tian!" Luo said timidly: "His father lived secretly, and he should be the target of the Han people in the world!" Yin Cong shook his head and said: " My father said that my Lu family and his Zhang family have a big enmity!" Luo Ti was suspicious, but Yin Cong didn't say it, so it was inconvenient for him to ask more.

But he heard Yin Cong continue: "Then Master Hongen called my father and Zhang Gui to one place, and frankly said that what was written on it was about the internal affairs of the Mongols, and the relationship was quite important, so this silk silk must be handed over to the anti-Yuan people. In this way, there is no doubt that it will be handed over to my father!" Luo said timidly: "When this is the case! What is written on the silk?" Yin Cong slowly shook his head and said: "This Lord Zhang said that although he was an official in the Yuan Dynasty, what he asked for was to disintegrate the Mongols from within, so he also had an anti-Yuan heart, so he waited to get this silk silk to act cheaply." Yin Cong looked at the cold rain and snow, and said: "But my father said that the two families have a great hatred, and my father must kill that Zhang Gui, and then go to Zhongshu Province to kill his family!" Luo said timidly: "What kind of resentment did the two families have caused the general leader to be like this?" Yin Cong said slowly: "In the Battle of the Mountains and Mountains, Zhang Gui's father did not keep his promises, and designed to deceive my grandfather Lu Xiufu, and also harmed the soldiers of the Great Song Dynasty. Luo Ti listened to Lu Yincong, although he only said a few words, as if the clouds were light and the wind was light, but he could still feel the pain in his heart.

Yin Cong said: "That Zhang Gui tried his best to explain that his father did not plan to frame him, just because it was the Mongols who did not keep his word at that time. Moreover, his father died of illness in the second year of the Battle of Kushan, and before he died, he informed him of the incident, and asked him to find Lu Xiufu's descendants to treat him well. Luo said timidly: "Is this person telling the truth! If that's the case, then why hasn't he appeared all these years to find Lu Xiufu's descendants!" Yin Cong smiled indifferently: "I don't need him to treat him well!" and continued: "My father's anger against the Zhang family is very serious, and I don't believe that he will have any anti-Yuan intentions. However, Master Hongen persuaded my father to put aside his grievances and join forces with this Master Zhang to fight against the Yuan. Moreover, the use of the major events written on this silk silk really requires people to go to the court and disintegrate it from the inside, so Master Hongen thinks that it is more convenient for this Zhang Gui to get this silk silk to oppose the yuan. Luo said timidly: "What happens after that?" Yin Cong said: "My father said: 'Even if I don't kill your clan, I will never join forces with you!' My father didn't kill him, in the final analysis, he was still moved by Zhang Gui's explanation for Zhang Hongfan, but my father's temper is absolutely impossible to join forces with Zhang Gui to fight against the Yuan." But that Zhang Gui is also strange, and it seems that he is also unwilling to join forces with my father. So although the killing spirit of the two weakened, there was still a stalemate. Luo Qiao thought to himself that this Master Hongen was too soft, who would not give the silk silk to his apprentice at this time, not to mention that this apprentice had such a big anti-yuan gang.

But he heard Yin Cong continue: "This Master Hongen listened to how Zhang Hongfan on the bank of the mountain designed the frame, Zhang Gui has always said that it was because of the fault of the Mongols and not his father's fault, and Master Hongen also thinks that it is very likely that the Mongols are responsible. Seeing such an impasse, he proposed a solution. Luo said timidly: "What method?" Yin Cong smiled slightly bitterly and said: "According to the method of the mountains and seasides of the year, let the two of us use this method to determine the winner, and the winner will win this silk silk." Luo Ti further asked: "Then what kind of method is this?"

"Ten people are sent on both sides, each ranked according to the level of martial arts, and a chess game is placed in the middle, the winner of the chess game takes the lead, and the losing side must come out with a person corresponding to it, and the two fight, and the winner wins a game. The two of us have decided seven rounds, and the first to win four of them will win the silk. The rain and snow outside gradually stopped, and the haze on the moon was blown away by the wind, Luo Ti was very excited in his heart, and hurriedly asked: "Then did we win?" Yin Cong poured wine for both cups, and smiled indifferently: "Now we have won three games, and they have won one game." Luo said timidly: "Who won these three games?" Yin Cong said: "Before my brother came, there were a total of thirteen generals in the Haihui Society, because this Zhang Gui was the leader over there, and it seemed that his martial arts were not weak, so my father had to be the leader, and then the ten generals were each ranked. In fact, our brothers are usually not in the same place, but this matter is very important, once it succeeds, the anti-Yuan plan will get twice the result with half the effort, so we must all stay in Huguang to fight with that group of people for this matter. As for who won these three games......" He smiled clearly, his eyes were shining, and said: "Of course it's the brothers, and the old man who plays chess for us is also a superb chess player!" This Lu Yincong was extremely modest, and he didn't want to say that these three victories were actually in his pocket.

And the reason why he was able to win was because after defeating Zhang Tianqian, the son of Zhang Gui, who was ranked second on the other side, he was very sure that he could win again.

Under the moonlight, the two touched a glass of wine, Luo timidly drank it all, and said, "I didn't expect that Zhang Gui to also be a person with superb martial arts." Yin Cong nodded and said, "There are countless people with high martial arts around the emperor. But we just guess that his martial arts are very high, otherwise how could he be in the first place, and in fact, no one has seen his martial arts. Yin Cong continued: "If his martial arts are extremely high and he is an official in the court, he may really have an anti-Yuan heart." Luo said timidly: "Brother believes him?" Yin Cong said: "I can't say that I fully believe him, but I still believe in my heart," he smiled slightly, as if he was laughing at himself, and the deep and shallow moonlight flowed on his face, which was very good-looking.

"I am willing to believe that the anti-Yuan plan can help more. Luo Ti saw that his heart was as bright as a mirror, and he admired him very much.

Luo Ti asked again: "If we win in the end, according to the character of the general council master, we will never join forces with that Zhang Gui again, right?" Yin Cong nodded slowly and said, "That's probably the case." But maybe things will take a turn for the better, if that Lord Zhang has an anti-Yuan heart, he can still let them help us in the end. This Qiao Luo only felt that Lu Yincong's heart was as clear and bright as a child, and he had the demeanor of a gentleman, and he really deserved to sit in the second position of the Haihui Club, at this time, he didn't care how many positions he could sit in, but it was a great fortune in life to be able to get acquainted with such a character and become a brother.

The moon had sunk in the west, a few drops of rain had fallen from the eaves of the pavilion, and the ground was scattered with withered laurels whirled by the wind.

The wine jug was empty, Yin Cong stood up, although he didn't drink too much, but he couldn't help but sway, and still said in his mouth: "I only hope to get the silk silk earlier, and I only hope to drive the Mongols out of the Central Plains as soon as possible!" Luo knew that he was worried about the anti-Yuan in his heart, and of course he was also the same to kill the enemy.

Lu Yincong looked at the night sky outside the pavilion, and suddenly chanted a poem: "Three cups of Turannuo, Wuyue is light." After the eyes are dazzled and the ears are hot, the spirit is born. Saving Zhao with the golden mallet, Handan was shocked first. Two strong men in Qianqiu, Xuanhe Liang City. The bones of the arson are fragrant, and he is not ashamed of the world. Who can write Your Excellency, the white head is too mystical. There were several layers of tears in his clear eyes, and the moonlight overlapped in his eyes, and he looked up at the cold sky and laughed out loud.