Chapter 1: The inscription by the Dengfenglou brothers, and the official of the Yuanqiu altar was convicted
The moonlight is like a wash, and a bluestone road extends directly to two red-lacquered gates. The two gates are still shining under the moonlight. Just inside the high-walled compound behind the red gate, bursts of light are emitted. The screams were as if they were at the execution ground of the eighteenth level of hell. Even the dead who had just breathed their lives would be frightened to hear the screams. The sound could be heard for miles around.
The screams didn't stop, and I don't know if they alerted the government, but they had already attracted seven people from the rivers and lakes. They all climbed up and down the walls and jumped up and down to the outside of the Zhumen. There was already a thick smell in the air. The smell of blood. If these people hadn't been through the rivers and lakes, the fishy smell would have already discouraged them. In front of them are two bald monks, dressed in gray cloth, each holding a Zen staff in their hands. The heavy weight is really not light. The ones behind them are dressed as Taoist priests and have already held the long swords on their backs.
The seven people were waiting to get inside to see what was going on, but unexpectedly, the two doors opened with a creak, and a hunky-backed man walked out from inside.
Looking through the moonlight, there seemed to be an old scar as wide as a finger in the middle of the man's forehead. He was clearly Lord Erlang in the temple. Before he could get a clear look, the man opened his mouth and spoke: "The Haisha Gang colluded with the Japanese pirates and harmed the people, and this is what they deserve. Since you are friends of Shaolin and Wudang, let's not make things difficult for each other!" After that, he stepped on the road. Step by step, they disappeared under the moonlight, leaving only a pair of wet footprints on the bluestone. Under the moonlight, they looked like a doll practicing calligraphy, with ink sprinkled on the rice paper.
These seven people are all practitioners and have been traveling around the world for many years. But just now, each one of them was holding a weapon, but they seemed to be in a nightmare. Their hands and feet were not in control, and they just watched the man leave. go. After a long time, these seven people came back to their senses and relied on their ability to enter the courtyard. They were frightened half to death by the seven living lives. There were more than a hundred corpses in a three-entry courtyard. No human life can be spared.
At present, these seven people reported it to the official and filed a case without mentioning it. But from then on, there was an additional title of "Spiritual Slaughter" in this world. This is a story for later, and I won't mention it for now.
It is said that the man had not been walking for long when someone jumped out from behind him. This man looked like a scholar and carried something unknown behind his back. He opened his mouth and said, "Second brother, are you done?" The man responded and said: "It's all over. The leader of the Bird Gang is really awesome. I fought with him thirteen times. This bird man has brought disaster to the country and the people. I can't blame me for being cruel. Those Japanese thieves have harmed so many of our people and killed so many of our brothers. Tonight Your brother is too little for me!" As he spoke, he untied the package from the scholar's back.
The scholar dressed up said: "Second brother, there is a river not far from here to the south. It's not too late for second brother to wash in the river and then change clothes. I'll go see if anyone is following me!" He jumped up and disappeared, leaving the man to go south to find the river.
Dear readers, the surname of the man who committed the crime is Zhang Mingji, whose alias is Chengwen, and the surname of the scholar dressed as Li is Hong, whose surname is Feiyun. Both of them serve in Yu Dayou's army, and because they are both literate, he was sent on this trip. The two of them are here. As for what orders they came from, please be patient and look down.
It is said that these two people traveled all the way north to the capital. The two of them came to the hotel to stay as usual, and had already handed in the official document. They didn't see the summons for a few days, and it rained for a few days. It cleared up one day, so the two simply wandered around the capital, just because they had been there for a long time. I have never seen such excitement in the army. I turned around and came to a prosperous place.
It was the middle of the day, and the two of them were already hungry. They saw a few weeping willows in front of a building. They were very tall, with spring silk hanging out. The cars and sedans parked under the trees were decorated with brocade and embroidery, and they were extraordinary. They turned around and took a look. , Haoran has three big characters: "Dengfeng Tower".
Li Hongyan said: "'Dengfeng Tower', as the name suggests, probably means a good harvest!" Zhang Jiyan said: "Feiyun, how about you and I simply enter the Dengfeng Tower today?" Li Hong readily agreed, and the two of them touched their left hands. I found that I had enough money, so I went straight to the second floor and found a seat by the window to sit down. I could still see the street view. The branches of the weeping poplar tree downstairs stretched out and happened to be halfway in front of the window, making it a natural curtain.
The two of them immediately felt very happy. The soldiers in the camp were not picky and just told the waiter to pick up the signature dishes and just bring them up. He also ordered a jar of Nuerhong to eat.
At first, Li Feiyun persuaded Brother Zhang to drink less, saying that he had official duties, but he didn't know that he became greedy after not finishing a few drinks, so he simply called the waiter to change it to a larger bowl.
But he saw a few people writing poems and essays on the white wall in the middle of the building. The waiter hurriedly explained: "You two masters don't know something. Although our Dengfeng Building is small, it is still quite popular in the capital." The people who came and went were either wealthy officials or educated officials. Occasionally, those who got drunk would compose poems on the spur of the moment, so the shop prepared these white walls for guests. It’s all fun, it’s just a few pennies extra. I paint the white wall once when it’s full, and there are some scholars who pick up the good ones and pass them around, so the shop gets a bit of a reputation.”
Before the waiter finished speaking, there was a sound of horse hoofbeats on the street, and then two official officers on horseback came to clear the street to clear the way. Behind them were a group of officers pressing dozens of carts, galloping majestically. Yes, it's so impressive.
When the waiter saw this, he explained: "It seems that the two masters came out of the capital and didn't know anything. The current sage sincerely admires Taoism. It is said that he often invites Taoist masters to discuss Taoism and understand it in the palace. In recent years, there have been many We have built several altars and temples inside and outside the palace, and these officials are probably the stones and wood that Yan Ge’s elders sent to fetch from various fairy mountains!”
The two of them lowered their heads and said nothing. Seeing that nothing happened, the waiter turned around and left long ago.
The two of them ate a few more bowls, and Li Hong opened his mouth and said: "Second brother, don't blame me for talking too much. Your Majesty is stupid. The government of the church is in the hands of Yan Song and his son. How can we, Yu Shuai, follow the nonsense! Let's fight the enemy in the front. Hey, the transportation of grain and grass should be supplied by the imperial court together with the local government. Do you think that if our brothers offered that sword, would the Holy Spirit really be able to mobilize Yan Song and his son to send grain and grass as soon as possible?"
Zhang Ji sighed and said: "Yu Shuai has his own difficulties, and he has no choice but to do so. The government is not something you and I can control! I hope that if you and I dedicated this sword, the Holy One can understand Yu Shuai's painstaking efforts!"
Li Hongyan said: "Second brother, what a waste of money you have to do for this thing. That group of Japanese bandits chased you all the way, and they also persuaded the Haisha Gang to use the secret book of Hansha Palm, the gang's secret skill. In the end, not a single master of the Haisha Gang was left. What do you think? Is it worth it?”
Zhang Ji sighed again and said: "I heard from the rafters that day that the gang of Japanese thieves were chasing and killing them all just to get this sword so that they could exchange it for the Haisha Gang's secret book. But they couldn't snatch it away. We have to join forces with the Haisha Gang to rob, otherwise I won’t fall into your trap and teach me to catch them all in one fell swoop?”
Li Hong opened his mouth and said: "Is the Haisha Gang really willing to exchange the secret book for it?" Zhang Ji laughed and took out a booklet from his arms, threw it on the table and said: "How many people would sacrifice their lives for this secret book and sword?" , the leader of the Haisha Gang has learned that Hansha Palm is invincible when he is alone, and he wants to seize this sword and weapon, and he does not hesitate to collude with the Japanese pirates to harm his compatriots, he really deserves to die!"
After speaking, he stood up and said: "This sword is called 'Zhenyue'. It is a sword from the pre-Qin Dynasty. It is also a priceless treasure. When the Holy Emperor sees this sword, he must be very happy. Maybe he will hide it in the high platform dojo." , the matter of military rations is 90% accurate."
Then he pointed at the book and said: "Sixth brother, listen to me, what is the difference between good and bad martial arts? After all, it depends on the moral character, good and evil deeds of the martial artist. I am the Hanshazhang brother. If you don’t need it, you might as well practice with it. Even if it doesn’t work, you can still use it for self-defense. It’s better than letting someone with evil intentions learn it.”
Li Feiyun smiled and said: "How can a real man rely on the skills of his Haisha Gang to defend himself when he is alive? I think it is better to put it away, so as not to be seen and cause trouble." Zhang Ji shook his head and smiled slightly, and said lightly, "Pedantic ", then he hid the booklet on the table in his arms.
Li Feiyun ignored the other party's teasing, picked up the bowl and said: "Today you and I will drink to our heart's content. We will return to the military camp as soon as possible after our errands are handed over!"
The two chatted about national affairs again, and their lives were in each other's arms. By the time they were drunk, the sun was already heading west. Li Feiyun stood up and shouted: "Second servant, bring me pen and ink!" The waiter brought in pen and ink in response. Li Feiyun walked under the white wall and held the pen in his hand. He dipped it in thick ink and moved the pen in all directions. It was "Golden Thread". "Qu", the waiter recognized it and read it from the beginning:
There are poplar trees hanging over the city. To the south, the sky is covered with sea fog, and the clouds are deep and the stars are gone. Thousands of miles of dreaming under the city, it feels like we have grown old together here. Humanity is, the fairy palace is misty. The high place of the bronze bird and rose terrace locks in the coming of spring. Who can see that spring comes early? The branches are exposed, and the cold remains.
After Li Feiyun finished writing these sentences, he threw the pen to the waiter, walked back to the table, raised the jar, slurped a few mouthfuls, and said: "Happy! Happy!"
Li Feiyun was shouting loudly when he saw Zhang Ji coming over. The waiter had already added more ink. When Zhang Ji reached out to take the pen, the waiter was surprised: this man's ring finger and little finger were broken at the root. , bare, looks really awkward, how can I inscribe it?
I saw Zhang Ji holding the pen between his three fingers and continuing. The waiter saw that although the writing was not as elegant as the one above, it was a bit neater, so he read it:
I am particularly worried about the small size of the golden bottle. Thinking about rivers and lakes, fishing boats, smoke and water, and visiting plum blossoms. Singing the sorrowful music of the predecessors again, the Emei faded away in vain. The crane waiting to return will fly to Huabiao. I must hate Qin Lou for being evil, dotting green frost, and wearing a hairpin hat. If you don't drink wine, you will be drunk.
After writing, the two looked at each other and laughed. Li Feiyun took out some broken silver from his arms and gave it to the waiter. The waiter accepted the reward and declined early to express his gratitude. The two brothers drank heavily for a while before dispersing.
Nothing happened when they returned to the hotel that night. When they woke up the next morning, they had just finished washing and were discussing: It has been many days since I submitted the application, why haven't I been summoned yet? Suddenly he heard the swishing of footsteps, and Zhang Ji whispered to Li Feiyun: "We are surrounded. There are about thirty people, all of whom are masters..."
Before he finished speaking, two big men broke into the door, and then a total of eight people walked in in pairs, each holding a steel knife. The leader opened his mouth and said: "The Jin Yiwei is handling the case, in the heart of the imperial city, at the feet of the emperor. Please cooperate!"
The other person held a shackle in his hand, leaving one end in his hand. The other person had already thrown it over, and opened his mouth and said: "Someone has accused you two of slandering the Holy One by writing some poems in Dengfeng Tower. I have been ordered by the superior to pass it on to you two." Questioning. According to the rules of the Jin Yiwei, those who ask questions must wear shackles. Since you two are in the military, I don’t need to say more!"
Li Feiyun winked at Zhang Ji, and the two of them had no choice but to cuff them and put the shackles on their bodies. Li Feiyun's energy was deep in his Dantian, and he exerted strength in his arms. Only then did he realize how powerful the shackles were. One of the strong men laughed and said: "This shackle is specially made by Jin Yiwei. It is called the 'Demon Binding Rope'. No matter how high your martial arts skills are, you can never break it!" After saying this, there was a sudden "snap" sound. Then there was a "ding, ding" sound, and the shackles on Li Feiyun's hands were cut off, and the Jinyi guards suddenly panicked.
It turned out that Zhang Ji had already broken the chains, turned around and pulled something out from Li Hong's back, and cut off the shackles on Li Feiyun's wrists. Before the sword chant had stopped, Zhang Ji was seen holding a sword in his left hand, which was three fingers wide. More than three feet long.
Zhang Jiyang said loudly: "We are here in Beijing to offer swords to the Holy Emperor on the orders of Commander Yu. After presenting the treasure, it won't be too late to take the two of us!" Li Feiyun continued: "Shuai Yu came to Beijing a long time ago. The Holy Master blamed me. Let’s see who will take charge! I’m afraid something goes wrong, and you few naughty heads are not enough to kill!” This group of Jin Yiwei had no choice but to report to the peak, but I didn't say anything.
Youdao is no coincidence, but it is said that in the Dengfeng Tower, a guest came the next day, surrounded by three or four scribes, each dressed in luxurious clothes. He happened to sit in the seat where Zhang Ji and Li Feiyun had been sitting, a few o'clock. While we were having dinner and chatting, we saw the piece of "Golden Thread Song" coming. The first part was written in cursive script with strong bones and flying dragons and phoenixes, while the second part was in regular script and regular script.
The waiter had already talked about what the two of them had written yesterday before they started writing. The leader repeated the chant ten times, stroking his beard and laughing loudly and said: "Good words! Good words!" The person on the side asked in confusion. : "Mr.'s classic articles have long been famous all over the country. This kind of writing seems to be despicable to students. How did it catch the attention of Mr. Sir?" The leader smiled and said nothing, drank three glasses in a row, then turned around and said: "You Wait and copy these words down, make sure they spread among the students in the capital!" He drank three more cups, took out a silver coin from his pocket, and said to the waiter: "This wall is not allowed to be painted for ten months! "After saying that, he walked away.
Only a few scribes who came with him were left. They asked for paper and pen, copied the words according to the instructions, and then rushed around to circulate them.
In the past, the literary leader Chrysostom praised him, and later many talented people came and went and worked hard. Within a few days, this song "Golden Thread Song" became popular among the students in the capital. For a time, rumors spread among the students in the capital that Yan Song and his son controlled the government. , slanderous words confuse the Lord, deceive the Lord, and ignore the curses.
This scribe was none other than Yang Wentai, the great scholar of the dynasty and the leader of Qingliu. But it was said that Yang Wentai left Dengfeng Tower, returned home, burned incense and prayed quickly, wrote a play list, and soon joined forces with the censors and officials to participate in the performance of Yan Song and Yan Shifan. This group of people clamored to see the Holy Emperor and presented the report in person, but they had long been stopped outside the forbidden area by the Imperial Forest Army. But this Yang Wentai is a stubborn person. He will stop wherever he wants to encourage a group of people, and he will beat the drum when he talks.
Someone had already flown to report the holy bow. At that time, Emperor Jiajing was inspecting Meng Xia's prayer for rain at the Circular Qiu Altar. Emperor Jiajing had a sword hanging on his waist, which was presented by Zhang Ji and Li Feiyun. He took a piece of paper in his left hand, looked at it again and again, smiled, turned around and said to the people around him: "I didn't expect that the sergeants of the Ming Dynasty could also I'll write the lyrics." After saying that, he smiled and said: "Send word to the cabinet and order Yan Song to urge immediately, and the grain and grass must be delivered to Yu Dayou within ten days!"
After a long time, he opened his mouth again and said: "The two sergeants brought by Jinyiwei will be released on the spot. They will be dismissed and will never be hired."
After a while, he opened his mouth and said: "Yang Wentai, who was leading the trouble, was beheaded at the Meridian Gate. Song Zhong, the commander of the Jinyi Guards, was ordered to search the Yang family. All the men were exiled for three thousand miles, and the female family members were made into military prostitutes."
It was said that Song Zhong, the commander of the Jinyi Guards, led his men to ransack his home and released Zhang Ji and Li Feiyun ten days later. The two of them got away, and felt unhappy knowing that they had been dismissed. In the past few days, they simply made inquiries in various places in the capital, and learned that the Holy Father had already made a decree regarding the matter of food and grass, so they felt a little more relaxed. Hearing what happened to the Yang family, he felt very guilty. Zhang Jiyan said: "The things that happened to the Yang family are all caused by you and me. You and I should save the descendants of the Yang family!" Li Feiyun thought so.
These two people spent several years traveling around and searching for the descendants of the Yang family. This is a story for later. Please read the book to tell the story slowly.
