Chapter 104: A New Tombstone

Mt. Muro and cliffs.

Houshan Cliff, the place where the abbots of Shaolin thought about it behind closed doors, and the first generation of head Bodhidharma thought about it on the Houshan cliff, and finally led Shaolin to become the first major school in the Central Plains.

It was forbidden for outsiders to set foot there, but today one person entered the cliff behind the mountain.

The passage is unimpeded, and the ink pouring pond comes to the cliff of the back mountain.

On the cliff, Xuan Ci sat cross-legged, looking down at the flowing water flowing down from the top of the mountain, listening to the wind and water and listening to the birdsong.

Mo Dump Chi stood behind Xuan Ci, watching the beautiful scenery around him, and he was not in a hurry.

He waited for half an hour before Xuan Ci stood up, turned to look at him, and said, "Although I sent someone to invite you, I didn't hope that you would go to Shaolin Temple again. ”

Mo Tianchi laughed, Xuan Ci stood up, but he sat down, he sat on a boulder, shook the folding fan, and replied elegantly: "I really don't want to go to Shaolin Temple, but I also know that if I don't come to Shaolin Temple, I will definitely have a lot of trouble in the future, and the lesser of two evils is the lesser of two evils, so I came to see you." Abbot Xuanci, if you have anything, just ask, since I am here, I will say everything. ”

A different color flashed in Xuan Ci's eyes, and he immediately regained his composure, still standing tall, his hands became Buddha seals, he looked at the ink pouring pool, and asked: "Lao Qu does have all kinds of things to understand, I hope to find a son to solve his doubts." ”

He smiled and said nothing, just looked at Xuan Ci.

The implication couldn't be more obvious: But be plain.

Xuan Ci did not hesitate, and asked a thing that he had been thinking about for a long time: "Why did you announce the incident of Yanmen Pass thirty years ago to the world?"

Mo Tianchi said directly: "There are two reasons, first, Ma Dayuan died, Wang Jiantong's meaning of the Wang gang leader was grasped by Ma Dayuan's woman Kang Min, and the beggar gang elder Xu Chongxiao's fame is immortal and wants to return to the martial arts, so Qiao Feng's identity as a Khitan can no longer be concealed; ”

Xuan Ci didn't have any surprise in his eyes, and continued to ask: "Therefore, Gu Mozhi summoned Shaolin, saying that I want to plot against you, but in fact, it is also in your calculations? ”

Mo Tingchi nodded, "The secret book of the Great Wei Tuo palm method was indeed given to me by Gu Mozhi, and I also personally handed over the secret book to Gu Ma Zhi, and finally ordered him to implement the plan, so that the Shaolin monks thought that I was planning wrong, and called on the heroes of the world to gather at the beggar gang conference, and finally I refuted it, and achieved an unshakable position on the rivers and lakes." ”

Xuan Ci nodded and continued to ask, "In that case, then why did you deliberately let me go and not leak my affair with Ye Erniang?"

Mo Tianchi sneered, looked at Xuan Ci with a calm expression, and said: "You are wrong, my purpose that day was to make the prestige of Shaolin and the beggar gang plummet, but everything has a plan and there are changes, and Ye Erniang is one of the changes." ”

"What's changed?"

"Before Ye Erniang appeared at the beggar gang conference, I made an agreement with her, if she corrected you, I would help her find her long-lost son! ”

Xuan Ci calmly continued to ask: "Even if you don't have Ye Erniang, you still have evidence in your hand that you and I have an affair with Ye Erniang, but you don't show it." ”

Mo Tianchi looked at Xuan Ci and asked, "If I took out those evidences at that time, would everyone believe it?"

Xuan Ci was silent for a moment and shook his head: "Half-believed." ”

"Half-belief can bring Shaolin's reputation down, but it also causes turmoil up and down, and this is not what I want: I want a stable one, one that I can dominate with my own hands. ”

Xuan Ci looked at the person in front of him, without doubt, not even a reason to doubt.

Everything is reasonable and impeccable.

All of this is naturally reasonable, so the words in Mo Dump Chi's mouth are all truth, not false words.

Xuan Ci pinched the Buddha beads in his hand, and the Buddha beads pinched a circle, and then said: "Lao Qu has another question: Gu Mozhi and Helian Tieshu died tragically in the territory of the Great Song Dynasty, is this your doing?"

Mo Tingchi was blunt and nodded, "Not bad." ”

After speaking, Mo Tingchi stood up.

The wind is still gentle, the water is still murmuring, and the cliffs are still magnificent and desolate.

But all of this is smeared with a layer of coldness, a touch of murder.

Footsteps sounded, and a monk had quietly appeared behind the Ink Pool, only twenty steps away from the Ink Pool, he looked at the Ink Pool, his eyes were calm and deep.

Mo Dumping Chi slowly stood up, not in a hurry, he glanced at Xuan Ci, sighed softly, and said, "The words are finished, what are you going to do with me?"

He shook the folding fan, glanced down at the sword on his waist, and said softly: "You have seen the white paper fan, as for the sword, would you like to see it?

Indifferent words, terrifying momentum, filled the cliff up and down.

The sound of discussion under the mountain is not stopped, and the ink is poured into the pool.

The sound of wind and water on the mountain, the sound of birds, and the focus of the ink pool.

――――――

Before the gate of Yanmen is closed.

300,000 Liao soldiers approached the city, and the black clouds overwhelmed the city and wanted to destroy it.

Yelu Hongji under the city was unscrupulous and looked at the city tower coldly.

Zhao Xu, the emperor of the Song Dynasty in the city, was calm and calm, looking at the city calmly.

The monarch of the Liao State and the Song State.

The king sees the king.

Each has its own merits, and it is not inferior.

Under the city, Yeluhong Jilema shouted: "Zhao Xu, how about you surrender to the widow, how about the widow to make you the king of the opposite sex?"

In the city, the Emperor of the Great Song Dynasty pointed to Yelu Hongji, looked back at the generals, and said calmly: "If anyone takes off Yelu Hongji's head, he will be crowned the Marquis of Ten Thousand Households." ”

Ministers are willing to go, ministers are willing to go!

The rivers and lakes were filled with righteous indignation and shouted.

Yelu Hongji crossed his horse and roared, sneering: "The head of the widow is here, who dares to come and take it?"

Behind him, 300,000 Liao troops were eyeing each other.

Zhao Xu waved his hand and ordered: "I'll go and meet Yelu Hongji in Kaecheng." ”

There was no objection.

The gates were wide open.

Zhao Xu appeared under the city as a gun, and the two were only twenty steps apart.

Behind Yelu Hongji was 300,000 Liao troops.

Zhao Xu had 700,000 Song soldiers behind him.

King to king, confronting again.

Zhao Xu looked at Yelu Hongji, holding a sword, and said indifferently: "The head is here, dare to come and take it?"

Yelu Hongji's expression changed slightly, he restrained the rampant look on his face, a touch of praise flashed in his eyes, and he laughed coldly: "Zhao Xu, even if you have the courage, but when I attack the city tomorrow, I don't know if you will still be as arrogant as today." ”

Zhao Xu turned his horse back, did not look at Yelu Hongji, and a calm sentence sounded in the heavens and the earth: "The sixteen states of Yanyun in the past are today the Great Song Dynasty to recover the capital with interest." ”

Yelu Hongji smiled coldly and waved his hand.

A fast horse flew, and then a head was thrown in front of the Yanmen Pass.

Zhao Xu stopped his horse and glanced at the head on the ground.

Dismounted, picked up the head, and calmly walked into the Yanmen Pass.

The person on this head is none other than Fan Chunjin, the important minister of the Great Song Dynasty who went to negotiate with the Liao State.

After today, the Yanmen Pass is full of murderous and murderous spirits.

No one in the whole country talks about peace talks anymore, and there is only a bloody battle.

On November 23, the same day that the Songshan Martial Arts Conference was held, two more heads appeared on the Yanmen Pass.

The heads of two important ministers of the Great Song Dynasty: Lu Dafang and Fan Zuyu

Lü Dafang went to Western Xia to negotiate and was killed in Western Xia.

Fan Zuyu went to Tibet to negotiate and was killed in Tibet.

The two heads were all sent to Yanmen Pass.

The Son of Heaven looked at the head in front of him and was silent, and for a long time, the Son of Heaven wrote a line of words on rice paper.

It reads: "Follow the example of Emperor Qin and Han Wu, drive and go north, and go straight to Helan Mountain!"

On November 29, Zhao Xu, the Son of Heaven, stood in the city tower to guard the Liao army's attack, and the Great Song Dynasty soldiers were like rainbows, resisting the Liao army, fighting to the death and not retreating.

The battle is deadlocked.

On November 24, the number of people was counted.

Song: 2,300 people were killed and more than 2,900 were wounded!

Liao: 1,900 killed and 900 wounded.

Yelu Hongji was furious, summoned the generals in the middle of the night, and ordered the people to quickly break the city.

Zhao Xu lit a torch late at night, disposed of the soldier's corpse with his own hands, and bowed respectfully.

In the following days, the Song and Liao fought bloodily.

In front of the Yanmen Gate, the corpse mountain is a sea of blood.

Every day, Zhao Xu stood on the city tower and guarded the Liao army with the soldiers of the city tower, not retreating a step.

The soldiers became more and more courageous, and the Liao army wanted to fight more fiercely.

The tide of the battle is at a stalemate.

――――

Night, night is late.

Zhao Xu hadn't slept yet, he summoned the guards at the door into the door and asked, "How did Fan Chunjin, Lu Dafang, and Fan Zuyu die?"

The two guards immediately responded: "Your Majesty doesn't need to know how they died, Your Majesty just needs to remember that if Song Ke breaks Liao in the future, they will have their credit." ”

Zhao Xu showed a wry smile on his face and sighed: "I can hear it, the three of them were not actually killed because of the failure of the negotiation. ”

The guards were silent for a while, but soon one of the guards took a step forward and said in a cold voice: "Your Majesty, as the Son of Heaven, should know how to make trade-offs, and if Your Majesty doesn't even understand this, then it is meaningless for the people under the one hundred and thirty-three stone tablets in the backyard of Wenyi Longyuan to sacrifice." ”

"No, not one hundred and thirty-three fast steles, but one hundred and thirty-four. The other corrected.

Zhao Xu was stunned for a moment and asked, "Who is it?"

The two guards replied, "Baichuan." ”

"Baichuan?" Zhao Xu jumped up, his pupils shrank sharply, pulled the armor of the guard in front of him, and roared: "Baichuan, that Baichuan?"

The guard pushed Zhao Xu away very calmly, and said in a very calm tone: "There is only one Baichuan in Wenyi Longyuan, and that is Luo Baichuan!"

Another guard was also very calm and added: "He's dead, he's dead." ”

Zhao Xu sat on the ground slumped, clutching his head with both hands, and was silent for a long, long time before Zhao Xu said, "What can Baichuan leave behind?"

"Yes, he left a word for Childe. ”

Zhao Xu glared angrily, did not face the luxury of everyone, and roared like a beast: "I want to know, he is my brother." ”

The two guards looked at him calmly.

Zhao Xu still wanted to speak, but he couldn't speak, he was Luo Baichuan's brother, but who was more qualified to be Luo Baichuan's brother than the two people in front of him? Except for Luo Wentao, there was no one more qualified than these two.

The room was empty and sad.

After a long, long time, the two guards finally spoke: "Childe, can I ask you a question? Luo Baichuan is the stupid guy in your mouth! If so, then Luo Baichuan will be extremely honored, at least he died for his dear master, dear young master Mo Dump Chi." ”

With that, the two guards left the room and stood in the doorway, letting the cold wind blow their faces.

The cold wind blows away the tears on the face.

There was a whimper in the room that could not be controlled.

The three of them had in their minds at the same time the little story that Wen Yi Long Yuan told by Shi Mo poured into the pool.

Once upon a time, there was a person, his name was Luo Baichuan, and he was a servant of a young master.

He was very loyal to the young master, and one day he saw a poisonous snake approaching the young master, so he rushed up to fight the poisonous snake and was eventually bitten to death by the poisonous snake.

The young master couldn't help but look at him with a smile: He can't hurt me.

Luo Baichuan smiled Hanhan: "That's good, young master." ”

Man is dead!

That Luo Baichuan is dead, and this Luo Baichuan is also dead.

It's an interesting story.

Zhao Xu smiled, and tears burst into laughter.