"Connecting the distant mountains, swallowing the Yangtze River, the vast soup soup, the endless horizon; the morning sun and the sunset, the weather is thousands. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info This Yueyang Tower's grand view is also. A long groan, upstairs in Yueyang, Song Jie looked far away, the sky was high and clear, the warm breeze was warm, the autumn water was pleasant, the eight hundred miles of Dongting, the smoke and waves were vast, surrounded by green mountains, and the fishing songs were bursting, a grand scene.

Although Song Jie heard the name of Yueyang Tower like thunder in his previous life, he had never been here, after all, he was busy making a living, and not many people would have the heart to play, but now, his person was on the top floor of Yueyang Tower, with a table in front of him, a pot of wine, two cups, and four side dishes on the table, which was very exquisite.

The character he wants to see this time is an old monk, this is a very interesting old monk, when he first became a monk, he was irritable, and his legal name was called "big anger", and then he studied Buddhism, his temperament was restrained, and it was changed to "one anger", and now his legal name is called "micro anger", Song Jie also knows that he will change his legal name to "no anger" in the future, he does not live in the temple, but the place where he lives has a temple name.

White Horse Temple!

It's not the temple in Luoyang, but a market town on the shore of Dongting Lake.

This market town was originally just one of the most ordinary towns on the shore of Dongting Lake, and at most it had a strange name, but now as long as it is mixed with rivers and lakes, most people will know this place, because the people who live here may silently kill people at any time, but if you are poisoned by something fatal and seriously injured, as long as you can get here and impress the people who live here, your life will almost be picked up.

The people who live here are naturally the old monks, the people on the rivers and lakes call the old monk the "poison hand medicine king", in recent years, the name of the poison hand medicine king is also becoming more and more popular in the rivers and lakes, among the rumors, the poison hand medicine king is unpredictable, proficient in the art of disguise, when someone sees him, he is a graceful scholar, some people have seen it, but he is a strong man with a full face, and some people say that he is a half-hundred old man, and even some people say that she is a woman with a slope foot. Sometimes old and sometimes young, ignoring men and women, it is unpredictable.

What's even more strange to everyone is that there are obviously many people in the rivers and lakes who know that he lives in the White Horse Temple on the shore of Dongting Lake, and he has never deliberately hidden his traces, but if so, why is he disguised?

In addition to this, there are even more unbelievable and unbelievable things.

The poisonous hand medicine king can be poisoned thousands of miles away, Yunnan and Liaodong are one south and one north, thousands of miles apart, but these two places actually died on the same day, and these two people actually died under the poison of the poisonous hand medicine king. After this incident, the rumors about the poison hand medicine king on the rivers and lakes became even more mysterious.

After inquiring all the way, Song Jie has heard a lot of such rumors, I am afraid that among the people in the rivers and lakes, except for the old monk and his three apprentices, only Song Jie, who has crossed over, knows the truth of the matter.

The Poison Hand Medicine King is indeed the title of the old monk, but the old monk doesn't know how to change his appearance at all, and he hasn't killed anyone for a long time, and now the so-called Poison Hand Medicine King on the rivers and lakes is actually his three apprentices who are pretending to use his name to make a move.

One of his three apprentices happened to be a handsome scholar, a strong man with a full face, and a lame woman.

His three apprentices' ability to poison is naturally far worse than him, but for ordinary Jianghu people, their poisoning skills are enough to be called unaware.

When two people are much better than you, then even if one of them is 10,000 times better than the other, it doesn't make any difference to you.

Now there are still rumors of the poisonous hand medicine king everywhere on the rivers and lakes, and it is still so unpredictable, but Song Jie is interested in being the real poisonous hand medicine king, so he naturally wants to come to this Dongting Lake.

Half a month ago, Song Jie solved the problem of the victims in Henan, and all the military rations of the Shifo Temple were distributed, and the gold and silver property looted from the Yellow River Gang, in addition to the remuneration paid to Sun Ketong, almost all of the rest also bought grain on the spot and distributed it to the victims who did not catch up with the Shifo Temple to release grain.

Naturally, the grain merchants in Henan have grain in their hands, and the grain in the hands of any grain merchant is enough for the disaster victims in Henan to survive for half a month. However, the reality is that not a single grain merchant has come up with grain for disaster relief, not even a single one who is willing to sell grain at a reasonable price.

The money of the victims is the best to earn, if they do not buy food, they can only starve to death, some of the victims do not even have money to buy food, and the most happy people in the flood of the Yellow River are these unscrupulous grain merchants.

It's just that when Song Jie found them, they couldn't call the shots, and all the grain in their hands was bought by Song Jie at sixty percent of the usual price, not to mention that they couldn't earn a copper plate at this price, and they had to take a transportation fee.

However, choosing between money and life is a multiple-choice question that almost everyone will do. Of course, these grain merchants have chosen their own lives, and although they are all merchants, none of them really value money more than their lives.

They not only had to sell grain to Song Jie, but also help him distribute the grain to the flood-stricken Henan victims, but when they opened the warehouse to release grain, Song Jie had already left Henan and rushed to Dongting Lake.

Crossing the Yellow River, unhurried along the way, Song Jie rode a horse for half a month, and arrived in Hubei yesterday, the name of White Horse Temple is still very famous in the martial arts, especially on the shore of Dongting Lake, he just found a few people in the nearby martial arts to know the specific location.

However, today he did not rush to the town of White Horse Temple, but crossed the Dongting Lake to Yueyang Tower, and finally came to the shore of Dongting Lake once, and it was not a pity not to come to see the Yueyang Tower, which is famous all over the world?

"Dongting Tianxia Lake, Yueyang Tianxia Tower. To be able to see such a magnificent lake view, this trip is not in vain. Song Jie laughed, picked up a glass of wine, and drank it all when he raised his head.

At this time, upstairs in Yueyang, there was no usual liveliness at all, the literati and artists gathered together in twos and threes, but they did not chant poems against each other, there was wine on the table, but there was no staggering, everyone looked at Song Jie and the two swords on his table, and discussed in a low voice.

In a group of scholars with big braids, a person who practiced martial arts suddenly appeared in a Han hairstyle, how could it not attract attention?

Suddenly, an old man over half a hundred years old came out of the crowd, and the surrounding scholars gave way, Song Jie looked over curiously, only to see that the old man was wearing coarse linen clothes and a gray robe, came to Song Jie's table, sat opposite him, but did not speak.

"Old man, have a drink together?" With a chuckle, Song Jie picked up another wine glass on the table, filled it with wine, pushed it to the old man's table, and said with a smile: "The best Wuling wine, the old man will taste it?"

"Good wine!"

The old man raised his glass and drank it all, and although he was a scholar, his demeanor was very bold.

"Naturally, it's good wine!" Looking at the old man with interest, Song Jie smiled faintly, and drank another glass of himself before refilling it for the old man.

"Old man Xu Dachun, I don't know what to call Xiaoyou?" Xu Dachun didn't continue to drink, looked at Song Jie with a smile and asked.

"Song Jie. If Mr. Xu wants to say something, he just opens his mouth!"

Xu Dachun smiled and said: "Okay! The old man will rely on the old man to sell the old once." I think that although Xiaoyou is equipped with a sword, he is also a person who reads, and wants to be familiar with the Four Books and Five Classics, know the essence of Confucius and Mencius, and understand the Three Principles and Five Constants, why do you not respect the holy order, do not think about serving the country, but instead be with the anti-thief, and stay in the previous dynasty's hairstyle?"

"The former dynasty hairstyle?" Looking at the scholars around him pointing and discussing, Song Jie sighed unconsciously and said with a smile: "What if it is the former dynasty hairstyle? I just don't want to write the pig's tail full of Qing Tartar, who can help me?"

"Hehe, there are many Han people in this world, since there are many Han people, why do you have to comb the pig's tail full of Qing Tartar!"

Song Jie pursed his lips and said with a disdainful expression.

"Arrogance! Today's saints are not inferior to the Tang Dynasty and Song ancestors, and they are wise and martial, but they gather people to make chaos, and cholera is all over the world.

It makes people panic, but does it still make sense?"

A middle-aged scholar in the crowd heard Song Jie's rebellious words, and finally couldn't hold back any longer, and came out of the crowd, his face flushed, and he opened his mouth to reprimand.

"Heh!" Song Jie smiled disdainfully, glanced at him, and sneered: "If Qianlong is regarded as a martial artist, a wise and martial artist, then what is the Tang Sect and Song Zu? It's just that he has suffered from the shadow of some Kangxi and Yongzheng, and he really has the cheekiness to boast." It's shameless!"

"You're bold!"

"Hehe, I'm so rebellious, have you just found out? I doubt you know how to read. ”

"If you dare to insult my Qing Emperor, you will be scolded by the world's scholars and will be stinking for 10,000 years!"

The scholar's face turned red, his words were fierce, and he was filled with righteous indignation.

"Hehe, Emperor of the Qing Dynasty, aren't you Han?"

Song Jie smiled playfully, playing with the wine glass in his hand, and looked at him with a playful expression.

Unexpectedly, the scholar suddenly raised his head, raised his hand and arched his hand in the direction of the capital, and said proudly: "Lin has the shadow of his ancestors, and the saint has mercy, and he was born as a person in the Eight Banners." ”

"Han Eight Banners?"

"Of course!"

The scholar raised his head and chest, and the pride hung directly on his face. Among the scholars around, most of them were envious in their eyes.

"In order to be a slave to others, I don't even recognize my own ancestors, and your ancestors and you are really in the same line. It's all a bunch of shameless people, what else do I have to say to you?"

Song Jie had never seen such a shameless person, he was angry for a while, and snorted disdainfully, the wine glass in his hand had already come out of his hand, spun out, and rushed towards the middle-aged scholar.

"Why is Xiaoyou so angry? This cup is going to kill you when you go out. While speaking, Xu Dachun had already stood up, and his right hand had already stretched out.

"Mr. Xu, although you have practiced martial arts for a few days, my cup is not something you can catch. ”

As soon as the words fell, Xu Dachun's hand really grabbed the air, the cup did not encounter any obstacles, and rushed straight to the scholar's chest, with a muffled snort, the scholar spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the person was already dying.

Xu Dachun was shocked when he didn't stop the wine glass, but when he saw that the scholar was almost beaten to death, he was even more shocked, and hurriedly said: "Spread out, let the old man take a look first." ”

"Mr. Xu, you have great medical skills, but you must save Lin Gongzi. If that's all he ......"

Xu Dachun waved his hand and said, "The old man will take a look first, and you will all spread out." Stretched out his hand to check the pulse, looked at his complexion again, and asked a few words in a low voice, but saw that the scholar couldn't even speak.

"Alas, Song Xiaoyou's ruthless methods, there is no injustice between the two of you, why do you need to do such a heavy hand?"

Sighing, Xu Dachun's expression was solemn, and his eyes flickered as he looked at Song Jie, who was still drinking by himself.

"Traitor lackey, it's not a pity to die. ”

Song Jie grabbed the wine jug, poured a big sip hard, didn't look at the scholar's corpse, laughed, Shi Shiran walked downstairs, leaving only a faint sound of singing!

"A man travels thousands of miles with a sword, and I walk alone for thousands of miles!

The mouth is still singing the music of killing, who in the world does not know the king? hahaha......"

ps: Recently, I was studying for a driver's license, and when I was done, I changed it to two shifts a day!!