Lin'an, Imperial Palace.
When his guards came to Chui Gong Hall with a stone box, all the officials, including the emperor, watched curiously.
Although most of the officials present did not really approve of Yue Fei's loyalty, they still admired his ability to lead troops in battle.
"Reporting to the officials, there was a pile of dust in the cave. There was a stone table in the middle. There was a two-foot-square stone box on the table. There was a seal on the door of the box, but there was nothing else." The guard reported. .
"Open!" Zhao Kuo ordered.
The guard stepped forward, removed the seal, and opened the lid of the box.
Everyone's eyes fell into the box, and then they looked at each other, only to see that the box was empty. There was no military book anywhere, not even a piece of white paper.
Everyone looked at Guo Jing, are you kidding us?
Guo Jing was also stunned and scratched his head. He didn't understand what was going on. Yang Kang must not have been able to deceive his telepathy, which meant that the address they got was also this.
But why not now?
After a moment of silence, Zhao Kuo was a little disappointed, but looking at the empty stone box, he guessed that it had been stolen by the hero again.
The palace has lost too many things over the years, including a military book.
The Song Dynasty was full of talented people. Could it be that without a military book, it would be impossible to win the war? impossible!
Finally, Zhao Kuo invited Guo Jing and others to stay for a meal, and sent people to send a lot of gifts and horses, and even prepared to send troops to send them to the border of Song and Jin Dynasties.
Of course, sending troops to escort was politely rejected by 'drag'. The officialdom of the Song Dynasty was too muddy. They suspected that if they were escorted by the army, the army might directly turn into bandits to intercept and kill them halfway.
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Outside Lin'an City.
Tuo Lei patted Guo Jing's shoulder hard: "An Da, have you grown taller again? Why do I feel like I can't look at you squarely now?"
Master Zhebie said with a smile: "Jing'er is called staying in his position and nourishing his energy. Do you feel the same when you see him sweating profusely? It seems that Jing'er's strength is the strongest even in Middle-Earth where there are many strange people. several."
Tuo Lei was stunned, is there such a thing? He always wins every time he leads Bai Tuo into a battle. Why doesn't he have this aloof and strong temperament?
"Guo Jing, we are going to attack Daijin soon. Why, do you want to come together?" Tuo Lei enthusiastically invited.
Guo Jing thought for a while but shook his head: "According to the covenant, the attack will only start in May, and the national war will not be concluded in a few years, so there is no use for me to go back now.
Besides, the agreement between me and the masters has not yet been completed. "
Tuo Lei was a little regretful. Fighting with Guo Jing was the most comfortable. All he had to do was follow him and pick up the heads behind.
"Okay, An Da, come back quickly, Hua Zheng and I are waiting for you at home. And Hua Zheng is not young anymore!" Tuo Lei, as his uncle, warned.
"Okay!" Guo Jing nodded solemnly.
After being away from home for a long time, he also missed that silly girl who thought about everything for him. After completing Master's agreement, go back as soon as possible!
After bidding farewell to Tuo Lei, Guo Jing turned around and saw Huang Rong holding the little yellow cat, looking at him with bright eyes.
Guo Jing paused in his heart. He had often seen such eyes on Hua Zheng's face before. That girl's eyes were all about him.
Could it be that Ronger also likes me?
It's impossible, I'm so stupid, and I'm not as good-looking as those pretty boys.
"Rong'er, let's go back to Lin'an first. The seven masters are still waiting for us at some inn." Guo Jing said after thinking for a while.
Some time ago, he asked his masters to come to An'an first and prepare to cooperate with them inside and outside to snatch the legacy of the Art of War. It turned out that the art of war did not exist at all. How should he explain it to his masters?
Are you telling them just to tease them?
"Okay, Brother Jing, I will go wherever you go!" the girl said happily.
"Well, let's go!" Guo Jing said solemnly.
There are two major events in the Central Plains, one is revenge and the other is competition. Now only the competition is left.
Entering the city gate, Guo Jing suddenly remembered: "Rong'er, this Lin'an City is so big, where do you think the masters will wait for me?"
When Huang Rong heard this, she held her smooth chin with her little hand, frowned, and began to think.
After a moment, the two of them looked at the little yellow cat in the girl's arms.
"Brother Le, which family in Lin'an has the prettiest girls?" they asked in unison.
Miao Le was stunned:???
How could an upright little yellow cat like him know such a thing!
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The broken bridge and the remaining snow are one of the ten scenic spots in the West Lake.
It's a pity that it's early spring, otherwise the lake would be full of lotus flowers and the scenery would be extremely beautiful.
The two of them walked along the lake with the little yellow cat, but they saw that the rocks, trees, and walls of the pavilions were full of poems. If they were not about spring outings, they were songs for prostitutes.
Guo Jing listened to the girl explain the meaning of these words, and the more he listened, the less interesting they became.
"This is the capital of the Song Dynasty. These people who study and serve as officials spend their days drinking, admiring flowers, and having sex with prostitutes. Do they think they will no longer care about the restoration of the Central Plains?"
Huang Rong was stunned when she heard this.
She originally thought that the lyrics and music on it had beautiful tunes and gorgeous lyrics, but now she feels that the officials and scholars who made these lyrics and music are really nothing.
The two fell silent immediately.
Only the little yellow cat was heartless, staring wide-eyed at the young girls passing by from time to time.
After a while, the two came to a restaurant by the bridge, which was very elegant.
Inside the restaurant.
"Hey, second brother, are you sure Jing'er will come here?" Han Baoju, the third child, asked while staring at the girl on the roadside.
Zhu Cong was very confident: "It's foolproof!"
Han Baoju nodded and continued to stare at an attractive young woman on the side of the road whose chest seemed to be swollen. Zhu Cong makes most of the decisions among the Seven Devils. If there is any dispute, the boss makes the final decision.
The young woman walked away, and Han Baoju was about to find another target when he met a pair of round blue eyes.
It's a little awkward to have one person and one cat.
"Hey, second brother, you are really good at predicting things. Look, Jing'er!" Han Baoju suddenly said in surprise.
Half a quarter of an hour later, after hearing the report from their precious apprentice, the seven monsters looked at each other, not knowing what to say.
The battle between good and evil was prepared for a long time, but Wanyan Honglie was slapped by his apprentice without hesitation, and he did not know whether he was alive or dead, and the suicide note on the Art of War was missing.
So isn't it a waste of their efforts these days to invite masters from all over the world? The key is how should they explain it to those people now? You can't say you're just teasing them, right? Will he be beaten by a group of people?
"Ahem, Jing'er, if this happens, those experts may need you to explain!" Zhu Cong said slowly.
Of course he will be responsible for any trouble caused by his apprentice. Anyway, the apprentice has rough skin and thick flesh, so it won’t be a problem if he gets hit twice.
They are not good enough. Their old arms and legs cannot stand up to a group fight.
Guo Jing nodded honestly: "Okay, Master."
Zhu Cong smiled and patted his shoulder: "Good apprentice!
Oh, by the way, let me tell you some good news. The fight in Lin'an has also been cancelled. Naqiu Chuji took the initiative to ask us to admit defeat. "
Guo Jing was stunned.
Han Xiaoying came out and explained: "When we invited the righteous masters, Qiu Chuji found out our location and came to explain in person.
It was said that Wanyan Honglie had moral flaws, and because they failed to help find the princess, they had been suppressing the Quanzhen Sect, and even closed down many of the Quanzhen Sect's gyms and shops.
Then Taoist Master Qiu Chuji went to the palace to explain in person, but was besieged by several masters. If his senior brother Ma Yu hadn't saved him, he would have become immortal.
Later, Taoist priest Qiu Chuji secretly met with Wan Yankang and told him clearly about his biological parents. He wanted to persuade him to turn around and return to his identity as a Song Dynasty person, but Wan Yankang sent people to ambush him again. "
At this point, Han Xiaoying paused.
"Logically speaking, Wanyan Honglie's performance is pretty good among his fellow practitioners. I don't know why, but this time he must target the Quanzhen Sect.
But in the end, Taoist Master Qiu Chuji looked frustrated and solemnly said to us: Although my disciple is good at martial arts, his character is terrible and his morals are corrupt. He immediately surrendered to the appointment at Zuixian Tower in Jiaxing Mansion and was sincerely convinced! "
At this point, everyone in the Jiangnan Seven Freaks smiled.
Eighteen years, how many eighteen years can there be in life!
A few of them are now better than the disciples who were once the best in the world in teaching disciples. This is a glorious thing that they can brag about to their children and grandchildren when they grow old!
When Huang Rong heard this, she was stunned. I originally thought I would spend more time with Brother Jing, but now I am living less and less with each passing day.
Guo Jing was also a little confused.
After eighteen years of hard work, he never had a day off from practicing. Now that he suddenly had no goal, he didn't know what to do.
"What? Jing'er, aren't you happy that you won?" Zhu Cong came over and asked with a smile.
Guo Jing scratched his head: "I am happy, but I don't know what to do now?"
When the seven monsters heard this, they burst into laughter.
This apprentice, no matter how advanced his martial arts skills are, is still their stupid apprentice.
Zhu Cong used a folding fan to point at the little yellow cat in Ronger's arms behind him.
"Jing'er, the great revenge has been avenged. The only thing left for you is to think about yourself. You should learn this from Brother Le. Do you think he will be unhappy one day?"
Miao Le:......
Am I happy? It seems so, so happy!
The little yellow cat buried its head in the girl's arms. It seems to have had some ups and downs these days, so happy~
Guo Jing scratched his head: "I don't understand. Does master want me to eat, drink and have fun every day like Brother Le? But I think that's quite boring."
Miao Le quickly nodded in agreement.
He is enough for the trash!
Zhu Cong smiled: "I'm not asking you to be like Brother Le. What I mean is that you can find another goal that you think is good, so that you won't lose the motivation to become stronger.
For example: We travel around the world just to do justice! "
"What about you? You can think about it carefully!" Zhu Cong said and looked at Huang Rong: "For example, marry a few wives to continue the family lineage of your Guo family."
Huang Rong's face turned red.
She was raised by her father since she was a child. Huang Yaoshi was so angry that Chen Xuanfeng and Mei Chaofeng rebelled against his master and fled. He cut off the meridians of the other disciples and expelled them from the island. There are only a few mute servants left on Peach Blossom Island.
As a result, Huang Rong had naturally never heard an older woman talk about men and women before.
She and Guo Jing had the same affection, but she felt indescribable joy and sweetness in her heart when she was with him. As long as she was separated from him for a moment, she felt lonely and uncomfortable. However, she had no idea about the boudoir affairs between husband and wife.
But things have changed since I stayed with Brother Le for three days and three nights in the Yanyu Building out of curiosity. I learned from the girls that there are so many embarrassing ways between men and women.
Even... even the back... there can be used~ Even the little mouths that eat can be used~
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After listening to his master's words, Guo Jing frowned and thought.
When he was a child, he, his mother, and Brother Le were hungry and full, but they only raised six sheep throughout the year, because no matter how hard they worked and how many more sheep they raised, they would all be snatched away in the end.
When my mother gradually gets stronger and learns to hunt, their life will become easier. But I don’t dare to show how good my life is to the outside world, and wear shabby clothes every year.
Later, after becoming their master and joining the Great Khan's tribe, their family's flock of sheep gradually expanded, and they also brought the Gegen family who had taken them in to the tribe.
Life at home is gradually getting better.
When he was a child, his biggest wish was: It would be great if those powerful people would not bully ordinary people like them.
However, his mother told him that none of this was possible.
Because the strong want more!
When he came to Song Dynasty, he had money to eat the best and wear the best. But few of the women, old people, and children on the roadside, on the city walls, or in the villages have rosy and healthy faces.
Most of them have yellow and yellow faces, and some are even skinny with visible bones. Ordinary people's lives are really miserable.
The Southern Song Dynasty was actually pretty good. During the catastrophe, although thousands of people died and became a historical figure, families without disasters could still manage to get by.
But what about the Song people in the north? They are not even as good as the dogs of wealthy people, and most of them would rather risk their lives to escape to the Southern Song Dynasty.
There is a word for them: refugees.
Maybe he can do something to make ordinary people live a better life, Guo Jing thought to himself.
"What, Jinger, have you thought clearly?" Zhu Cong asked.
Guo Jing nodded: "Think clearly!"
"That's good. I don't ask you what your goals are. You just need to remember that your master and we are heroes and we don't tolerate injustice. Don't let us do anything wrong.
In addition, your father Guo Xiaotian is a descendant of Sai Rengui Guo Sheng, the hero of Liangshanbo, and the queen of Zhongliang. And you are the Mongolian commander-in-chief and the prince-consort.
I think Genghis Khan had great ambitions and cruel methods. If the Jin Dynasty is destroyed, the Song Dynasty will have to face the Mongolian army in the future, which will be the suffering of millions of people in the Song Dynasty.
Jing'er, if you have the opportunity to lead troops in the future, those officers and soldiers won't have anything good to offer, so we won't care. But for the people of Song Dynasty, you have to put away your butcher knife. They are all innocent.
Otherwise, what would your father think of you? "
Guo Jing nodded: "I understand, Second Master."
"Okay, you are already an adult and your abilities are much higher than those of the masters. Sometimes I can't even understand your strength.
Second Master now only hopes that you can do four words: keep your heart! " Zhu Cong warned.
"Yes!" Guo Jing nodded solemnly.
"That's good, go ahead and talk to those old-timers about the situation. As for the future, do what you want to do and what you should do."
"Yeah!" Guo Jing replied.
The little yellow cat in the girl's arms was greatly moved.
Second Master said it very well.
Needless to say, there was one thing he really did, and that was to stick to his heart.
After so many years, he has always had a high regard for good-looking and clean girls, isn't this it?
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