The two of them looked back and saw that the person speaking was none other than Taoist Master Buhuo of Wudang. Pan Suxuan stepped forward and said, "Taoist Priest, what do you mean by this?"
Buhuo smiled contemptuously and said: "As the saying goes, you don't start early without benefit. Are so many people going to war just to prove whether the north is stronger or the south is superior?" Pan Suxuan was shocked and thought to himself: "That's true. These people are all How could a famous swordsman do such a thing to gain fame?"
Zhao Niantong asked from the side: "Taoist priest, what do you think they are for?" He was confused and said: "Everyone in the world is chasing two things, one is money and the other is power. If it were you, which one would you choose?"
Zhao Niantong thought for a moment and said: "I have the right to choose! It's good to have money, but I prefer the feeling of being admired by others." Buhuo smiled and said: "Haha, even you, an inexperienced kid, knows the beauty of power. , think about how those old guys will be like ants and flock to them?"
Zhao Niantong asked in confusion: "So what if we win? It's nothing more than proving which side is stronger in martial arts. What does it have to do with power?"
Bu Hua said: "The ancients said: Learn civil and martial arts and sell your goods to the emperor's family. Three years ago, the new emperor had just succeeded to the throne, and news came from the court that in order to consolidate national defense, the Holy Emperor intended to select a group of martial arts warriors. People are given official titles and titles, and are ordered to command the three armies and guard one side. You must know that those of us who practice martial arts live a life of fighting and killing every day, and look precarious. We look so bold and free in our clothes, angry horses, and happy grudges. Little do we know that we are always on tenterhooks, fearing that someone will plot against us and our body will be missing in the next second. How many people want this kind of wandering and turbulent life? At that time, the emperor gave us the opportunity to escape from the sea of suffering. If you can receive an official position through the emperor's grace, you will not only bid farewell to those days of war, but you can also kill enemies for the country and honor your ancestors. When the time comes, you can return home with great military exploits and rich clothes, how satisfying would that be?"
Zhao Niantong clapped his hands and said: "Yes, it is really great to be like General Chen! Then this is really a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!"
Buhuo nodded and said: "Because of this, everyone in the world was eager to sign up, but the court did not need so many people. Later, a eunuch named Wang Kai came up with an idea, which was to have an open competition between the northern and southern martial arts circles, and the court would be there Select the best from the winner’s camp.”
Zhao Niantong said: "No wonder these people have made so much money. It turns out there is such a big benefit in it. But why do those Shaolin monks work so hard? Do they have to return to secular life for this official position? ?”
Buhuo chuckled and said: "Of course those old monks in Shaolin will not be moved by this small gain, but they have their own agenda. You must know that there are many lay disciples in Shaolin in the north and south. If you win, your lay disciples can join the court. Being an official will not only bring glory to the master's family and spread your reputation far and wide, but also having someone in the court will make it easier to handle some chores in the future."
Zhao Niantong suddenly understood and nodded frequently: "Taoist Master, you said this is indeed the truth!" Buyi, who had been silent until now, suddenly said: "Junior brother, please stop saying a few words!"
Buyu said disdainfully: "What I said are all facts. Isn't this the purpose of our Wudang sect's participation in the competition?" Buji said angrily: "Nonsense! How can Senior Brother Buji be as utilitarian as you think!" Buji moved. He was angry and unwilling to argue with him. He just smiled coldly and said nothing.
Pan Suxuan suddenly asked: "Taoist Priest, how can you listen to a eunuch's opinion on such a major military matter as recruiting talents for the country?"
Buhuo shook his head and said, "I don't know about this, but this is news from the Beggar Clan, and it shouldn't be false."
"The news is true, it was indeed Wang Kai's idea!" Several people looked back and saw that Chen Xiaotian was behind them at some point. Zhao Niantong asked: "Senior Chen, do you know this eunuch?"
Chen Xiaotian said sternly: "I am afraid that no one in the officialdom does not know this person! He is the eunuch in charge of the ceremony of our court!" Zhao Niantong asked in confusion: "What's the difference? After all, isn't he still a eunuch?"
Chen Xiaotian said: "The person in this position is not an ordinary eunuch. He has the emperor's jade seal in his hand, and all the reports submitted by the civil and military officials of the dynasty, after being reviewed by the emperor, must be stamped by him before they can be issued and implemented. It is not too much. It is said that he is inferior to one person and superior to ten thousand people!"
Pan Suxuan and Zhao Niantong were both shocked. Zhao Niantong said in shock: "Then this person is not the real emperor... Oops!" Before she could finish speaking, Pan Suxuan hurriedly hit Zhao Niantong on the shoulder.
Zhao Niantong turned around and said angrily: "Why did you hit me?!" Pan Suxuan said with a smile: "I haven't finished talking about the Songshan Conference. Do you want to listen?" Zhao Niantong said displeased: "Then you can't just hit people. ! Scared me!" Pan Suxuan said: "Okay! I won't do this next time! Can I buy you roasted sweet potatoes?" Zhao Niantong turned his anger into joy, pursed his lips and smiled and said: "That's pretty much it! Tell me, what about the eleventh scene? Who won the competition?"
Pan Suxuan said: "After five hundred rounds, both sides were at the end of their tether, and victory or defeat was only a matter of a thought. At this moment, a person flew out of the arena and fell straight into the center of the ring. Zen Master Hongzhi and Master Kong Xing were fighting fiercely. There was no time to pay attention, but the people around the ring saw it clearly. I heard the crowd talking: He Jingzhang! This is the leader of the Natural Sect! He is dead! He is dead! There are seven fist marks on his body. Did he die under the Feihe Fist?! Yes, it was Bai He Zhenyu in the Feihe Fist!"
Zhao Niantong's eyes widened and he said: "This is terrible. This is not good news for the southern camp!"
Pan Suxuan nodded and said: "When the listeners said this, Elder Dakini was inevitably distracted. You must know that the victory or defeat of masters is often only a matter of millimeters. Elder Dakini was not paying attention and was hit by Master Hongzhi's palm. As for the right shoulder, fortunately, both sides are already exhausted at this time, and Master Hongzhi doesn’t have much strength, otherwise Elder Dakini’s right arm would be unprotected by this palm strike.”
Zhao Niantong sighed and said: "That's also a loss. It seems that the northern camp won in the end?" Before Pan Suxuan could answer, Buhuo interjected: "So what if we win? In the end, it's all in vain!"
Zhao Niantong asked in confusion: "How come it was all in vain? Didn't the court say that the winner would be selected to be appointed official?" Buhuo sneered and said: "The man named He is dead. The murderer has not been found yet. The court said that everyone present was guilty of the crime. Maybe, especially those in the northern camp, there are serious suspicions. Therefore, until the real murderer is caught, the selection of talents will not be considered for the time being!"
Zhao Niantong said in astonishment: "This...isn't this work in vain? Both sides fought to the death, but in the end they worked in vain and got nothing!"
Buhuo laughed loudly and said: "Who said nothing? Look at the two of them!" He pointed his finger at the audience, who were at war with each other.
