After watching the dragon boat race, Yang Yunfan and Chen Zishan said goodbye to Bai Yingying, their master and servant, and walked out of Wansheng Gate to Xishui Street.
Bai Yingying behind her was staring thoughtfully at the place where Yang Yunfan disappeared, not noticing that the maid Xiaorou next to her was looking at her with strange eyes.
"Miss, you..." Xiaorou looked at Bai Yingying, then at the place where Yang Yunfan disappeared, but hesitated to speak.
"Ah, it's okay, it's okay... Let's go back. Brother is probably coming back soon." Seeing Xiaorou looking at her with a complicated expression, Bai Yingying changed the subject in a panic.
Yang Yunfan and Chen Zishan did not pay any attention to the behavior and expressions of the two women behind them; while they were walking, they were talking about the wonderful skills of the large and small dragon boats in Jinmingchi just now;
Chen Zishan was the first to speak: "Junior brother, I didn't expect that so many soldiers of the Forbidden Army participated in the competition, but they lost to the Dengzhou Pinghai Navy of the Xiang soldiers. It's really surprising. I guess the navy of the Forbidden Army will be very embarrassed, hahahaha …”
Yang Yunfan also smiled and said: "Yes, at first everyone thought that the navy of the Forbidden Army would win the championship. After all, they are locals in the capital and train in Jinmingchi every day, so they are sure to win. Unexpectedly, they were snatched by the Pinghai Navy of Dengzhou. "
After laughing, Yang Yunfan pondered for a while, and then said solemnly: "Actually, it doesn't matter who is better and who is worse. I think the biggest advantage of the Jinmingchi Dragon Boat Race is that it allows soldiers to become proficient in water warfare. In the future, my Song army will once again make another northern expedition to Khitan." At this time, a naval force can be formed, bypass Dengzhou, pass through Goryeo and attack directly behind the Liao people, forming a pincer attack from the north and the south. The Liao people will definitely be caught off guard. After all, the Liao people do not even have a navy, they only believe in their own War Horse Scimitar;”
Chen Zishan also put away his smile and became solemn after hearing this. He thought for a while, nodded and sighed: "Junior brother is worthy of being the queen of the generals. We are also watching the dragon boat competition. We are just watching the fun, but junior brother can actually contact the future through the surface. The military has a long-term vision and is beyond our reach. What Xianggong Zhang said is indeed true. Junior brother is really a rare talent!"
After hearing what Chen Zishan said, Yang Yunfan smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Senior brother, please don't make fun of me. It's just because I have always had the thought of regaining Yan Yun that I think about everything. How can I be as powerful as what my senior brother said? .”
"Recovering Yanyun is a wish that my grandfather and father and uncles never realized until their death. I hope that I can fulfill their long-cherished wish in my lifetime. I think this is also their expectation of me."
Chen Zishan frowned and looked at Yang Yunfan, and said worriedly: "Junior brother, retaking Yanyun is a major national event. It can only be achieved when the right time, place and people are available. With the current situation, retaking Yanyun should be planned slowly. Don’t be trapped by your own obsessions!”
"Furthermore, when the master told your grandfather's deeds, he once said that your grandfather hoped that you could become a civil servant and be able to honor your ancestors in the future, but now you have been developing towards a military commander;
"Yang Laolinggong also wants you to escape the same fate as them and take a different path;" Chen Zishanfu said again. Although Chen Zishan usually seems to be joking and playful, he still sees things very clearly;
Yang Yunfan sighed after hearing this and said: "Grandpa means that I will be a civil servant in the future and live my life in peace. How could I not know it? However, how can I feel at ease when the country is the enemy of the family? Have lived a peaceful life."
Chen Zishan wanted to say something after hearing this, but in the end he sighed and shook his head without saying any more;
More than ten days passed like this, and in mid-May, after Yang Yanzhao bid farewell to his family and went north to the army, Yang Yunfan also began to pack his luggage and prepare to go south, visiting all the major Jianghu sects to complete the letter delivery task assigned by his master;
On May 20th, the third year of Chunhua in the Song Dynasty, the weather entered the summer solstice and became increasingly hotter. The scorching sun blew on the earth at noon, so people generally avoided traveling at noon;
Yang Yunfan and Chen Zishan bid farewell to their families at this time and embarked on the road south; their first stop was the Shaolin Temple, which is relatively close to Kaifeng;
The horses the two were riding on were gifts from Hallmaster Feng and Miss Xia Qing of the Fanyin Pavilion when they passed through Longmen Town. The Song Dynasty already lacked war horses, and the figures of the two riding past attracted passers-by to click their tongues;
The two of them were discussing the legends about the Shaolin Temple while walking on the road; of course, Yang Yunfan mainly asked and Chen Zishan answered;
When passing through Dengfeng, the two stopped at an inn to eat and rest, and also replenished the fodder for the horses;
"Brother, have you been to Shaolin Temple?" Yang Yunfan asked while eating his food and stretching his legs and arms. Along the way, even though the two of them were riding horses, they were still very tired;
Hearing this, Chen Zishan swallowed his food and said, "No, Kunlun and Shaolin are too far apart. I have never been there, but I still know a little about the masters of Shaolin Temple."
"Oh? Senior brother, tell me quickly, and I will understand it too. Don't lose etiquette then," Yang Yunfan said.
Chen Zishan took two mouthfuls of rice and drank a cup of tea and said: "The current abbot of Shaolin Temple is Master Pukong. Master Pukong has studied Buddhism intensively and has profound attainments. He is the most refined person in Zen among the masters of the "Pu" generation. The temple The presiding officer is Master Puxuan. Master Puxuan and his senior brother, Master Puci, participated in the Yongxi Northern Expedition. Master Puci died in Yanyun, and Master Puxuan returned home from a serious injury. After recovering from his injury, he was promoted to be the abbot of the temple."
"The Shaolin Sect also suffered heavy losses during the Northern Expedition. Originally, Master Puci was expected to take over as the new abbot of Shaolin Temple. Unfortunately, he died in the land of Yanyun, and his body was not found. It is a pity for a great master." Chen Zishan sighed slowly. said.
Yang Yunfan also sighed after hearing this, and then said: "The blood of heroes will not be shed in vain. Sooner or later, we will take back Yanyun, take back the bones of heroes, and let them return to their roots and return to their homeland with glory."
After the two had eaten, they mounted their horses and galloped away;
"Junior brother, ahead is Dengfeng. After Songshan Mountain is Shaolin Temple," Chen Zishan pointed his horse whip ahead and said to Yang Yunfan;
Yang Yunfan was also overjoyed when he heard this and said: "Brother, let's leave quickly and get to the Shaolin Temple before dark."
After several days of galloping, the two finally arrived at the Shaolin Temple. Seeing that their destination was right in front of them, they no longer hesitated and rode away;
