Chapter 126: Chivalry in the Jianghu, Part 1 [1]

Jing Zhongyue said: "I think of a poem by a poet named Yan Yingyuan. I think his death poem is very good. He asked people to pledge their allegiance on the eightyth day, which represents the people of Taizu's seventeenth dynasty. They will die together on the fifteenth day. Righteousness will leave the Ming Dynasty three hundred miles away."

There is also a poem called Farewell. Yunjian is a young hero. He has been a traveler for three years, and today he has returned to Nanguan. Infinite mountains and rivers and tears, who said the world is broad? It is known that the road to the spring is close, and it is difficult to leave my hometown. On the day when Yipo returns, the spiritual flag can be seen in the sky. Bai Yingxue couldn't help but shed tears after hearing this.

Wu Changkong's short beard was trembling, and he was silent for a long time.

Jing Zhongyue said: "Can the regent die?"

Zheng Lianhui said: "You want to kill him!"

This is the hair-cutting order issued by this guy. If you don’t kill the culprit, who else will be killed?

he died. Zheng Lianhui said these three words.

On the 9th day of the 20th day, I went to Kara City, which is in our Hebei province. I heard that he fell off his horse and died while hunting.

That is the fourth year of Yongli. Shunzhi seven years, right? Wu Changkong said.

Jing Zhongyue took a sip of water: "There are only you and me in this teahouse now. Those people must have been frightened when they saw the two men unshaven to change their clothes, or they may have reported to the government quietly. Then you will be arrested It’s made into dumplings.”

Wu Changkong gently stroked the scabbard, and Zheng Lianhui looked at Bai Yingxue, who happened to be sitting opposite her, and they understood.

Jing Zhongyue took a look and sure enough, there were some Qing soldiers coming not far away. Thinking of the look in the tea doctor's eyes when he just entered the tea shed, he had already been on guard. Everyone present was a martial arts practitioner, so he was already used to it.

One of the leaders said: "If you don't shave your hair and change clothes, but still wear the clothes of your former dynasty, you will be guilty until death."

Jing Zhongyue looked him over: "Kid, be careful what you say, I eat more food than you eat milk."

How could the leader let him speak? When he had already pulled it out, he slashed at Jing Zhongyue. Jing Zhongyue was still sitting and didn't see how he moved the palm. The man was already lying on the ground, wearing a warm hat. Dropped on the floor. What falls out is the money rat tail.

The two swords in Zheng Lianhui's hands were unsheathed like a ghost, and a shadow of the sword passed by, and the braid was already in her hands.

This person was so frightened that his pants were wet when he looked at Dr. Tea. Look at Zheng Lianhui's sword and sword being unsheathed together. Only Dr. Cha is left in the light and shadow of the sword.

Jing Zhongyue smiled slightly: "She is truly worthy of being a chivalrous lady in black. Sure enough, the sword will be unsheathed and everything will be settled!"

Zheng Lianhui said: "I don't think you are as talented and knowledgeable as you are now, but you really can't tell the difference between appearance and appearance!"

Jing Zhongyue looked at her: "Why is that dagger in your hand useless?"

Zheng Lianhui said: "One of the swordsmen Mo Xie is missing, I re-fused it and made a sword. Now I can use both swords and no one can beat me!"

Bai Yingxue called Dr. Tea, who was scared to death, to come up: "It's you who reported to the official. Do you want money?"

Dr. Tea trembled: "Several heroes and heroines."

Jing Zhongyue said: "I hate it most when people call me a hero. It's like scolding someone. In other words, isn't it just a prawn? Doesn't it describe us as shallow people?"

"I don't dare. I didn't expect that there are several wise men who are still wise. I am blind, so I slap myself."

"Okay, stop acting. I wonder if you will do the same when Manta comes!" It was Wu Changkong who spoke.

This hero, this Dr. Tea saw that this was relatively tactful, so he pretended to be flattering, and tried to beg him not to let these friends kill him.

Wu Changkong said: "You don't have to be like this. Now let me ask you in this northwest land, is Haitang still open?"

Dr. Tea rolled his eyes and said, "Are you asking about Begonia Flower or someone else?"

Wu Changkong snorted and felt a little funny: "I won't beat around the bush with you anymore. Dong Boyan of Haitang Changling is still alive."

"The old master passed away during the Chongzhen period, and now his disciple is Yuan Qingzhen, who is already leaning against a big tree to enjoy the shade!"

Wu Changkong's mind turned around, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Just as he lowered his head, a cold light flashed. Jing Zhongyue was about to remind him, but it was already too late.