[Chu Liuxiang] Chuanbo

Cai Jucheng never expected to be able to answer this way. In his young life, not much older than Xie Qinghe, all he saw were Taoist priests, all Taoist priests.When you get older, you will occasionally see some royal family members and court officials, and more outsiders are naturally people from the world.

The former kind of dignitary would not have too deep acquaintance with a little Taoist priest like him, and the latter kind of person is naturally reckless, and is no different from many people on Wudang Mountain except that he does not recite scriptures.When Cai Jucheng grew up, he fell into a fight with Qiu Juxin again, and was imprisoned later.

So, in fact, he has been staying in a relatively simple environment, and has not seen many tricks and tricks in them.Therefore, although Cai Jucheng felt that he was ruthless and vicious, he was completely bad.However, in Xie Qinghe's eyes, the other party is actually very naive and has limited means. Being able to collude with Zhai Tianzhi and seize the opportunity to become the emperor should have been the pinnacle of his madness.

After doing such a big thing, he didn't leave himself a way out, and exposed himself early.Tsk tsk tsk, Xie Shaoxia once thought that Cai Jucheng is not suitable for this job at all, his personality is too straight and he can't bear it.

Seeing Cai Jucheng staring blankly at the void, Xie Qinghe said with a smile: "Under the whole world, there is no king's land, and there is no king's subject on the shore of the land. The rivers and lakes are also the rivers and lakes of the Ming Dynasty. You don't have to be so surprised when you mention the law of the Ming Dynasty. "

Cai Jucheng actually stuttered: "But, this, this, this is not the method of the Jianghu people."

Xie Qinghe smiled: "You know Tianzun, right?"

"I know," Cai Jucheng thought for a while, "Back then, Tianzun went to Wudang Mountain to find... Xiao, what he wanted to do with his master, but he was rejected."

"Tianzun collapsed, the whole organization collapsed, and Tianzun himself died." Xie Qinghe threw the thunderbolt indifferently, watching Cai Jucheng fainted happily.In Dianxiang Pavilion for so long, no one mentioned this to Cai Jucheng because of his bad temper.

Cai Jucheng remembers very clearly that after Tianzun went to the mountain, Pu Daosheng also warned the elders among his nephews: "When you go out, if you meet Tianzun, you should avoid them. When you go out to experience the world, you must learn to protect yourself. Suffer."

Even Wudang Tianzun, who had to avoid Wudang in the good times, collapsed just like that... Cai Jucheng shuddered, so what Xie Qinghe meant...he looked at Xie Qinghe.

"It's just because Ji Gang, the boss of Jinyiwei, intends to rebel. When the emperor said a word, Ji Gang died and Tianzun collapsed." Xie Qinghe told Cai Jucheng: "The Tiandao League was ordered by the emperor to quickly cut off the remaining forces. It used to be so beautiful. , Today, the elders of today’s venerable degenerated into plundering caravans, and died on the spot.”

Cai Jucheng opened his mouth, speechless, listening to Xie Qinghe continue: "I thank Wudang for giving me a foothold, since Master doesn't blame you, why should I blame you? Brother Cai, do you really think that you If you kill the emperor with Zhai Tianzhi, you can become the head of Wudang?"

Xie Qinghe's voice was low, but this question was like a slap in the face to Cai Jucheng, he muttered to himself: "So, can't it?"

"Of course not." Xie Qinghe was very helpless, co-authoring Cai Jucheng really thought it could be done, "If the emperor dies in Wudang, no matter whether it is the prince or someone else who succeeds, of course there will be rivers of blood in Wudang. However, you and Wan Can the Holy Pavilion run away? If you think martial arts are useful, when the previous dynasty entered the Central Plains, what were the people in the Central Plains martial arts doing, why didn't you stop them?"

Xie Qinghe learned his kung fu from his father, and later from his uncle and their fellow soldiers in the army. No matter how powerful a martial artist is, when facing an army battle formation that is like tides and waves, one layer higher than another, It is a dead end.

He saw that Cai Jucheng was stupefied, so he didn't go on saying: The emperor died outside, this matter must be dealt with seriously, otherwise it would not be a case of regicide for the world.Cai Jucheng wants to be the head of Wudang, that is, a living lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

Besides, no matter what conspiracy or tricks are behind it, whoever Wansheng Pavilion is doing for, needs a scapegoat for this matter.

At that time, not only the imperial court, but also the martial arts will be in chaos, but there will also be the Tiandao League.But before the chaos, all parties fighting for power and profit, for the sake of the banner of "righteousness", the first thing to do was to avenge the emperor. If Cai Jucheng really did that day that day, it would be called the birthday star hanged himself, and his life was too long!

You don't need a heavy hammer to beat the drum, Cai Jucheng is not a stupid person, he just got into the horns and can't get out.Seeing him thoughtful, Xie Qinghe heaved a sigh of relief, but it was all right.Tomorrow he has to go on his way, now that Cai Jucheng has calmed down, he can also go to rest.He can be regarded as cajoling and persuading,

Until Xie Qinghe fell asleep on the couch, Cai Jucheng still didn't move, he seemed to be thinking about something, but he didn't seem to think about anything.

The next morning, when Cai Jucheng woke up from the bed, there was no one in the room.Last time he avoided Xie Qinghe, but this time he wanted to thank him, but he left without leaving a note.Cai Jucheng laughed angrily, Xie Qing and this kid really regarded his place as an inn, they just left as soon as they said it!

Cai Jucheng got up to get dressed, but he heard a voice on the roof, his face darkened, and he said mockingly: "Which honored guest, why bother to be a gentleman on the beam."

At this moment, Xie Qinghe had already left Yingtian City on horseback, and was heading west along the official road. Xie Qinghe secretly calculated the escort time of the first batch of exiled prisoners on horseback, as well as the situation of both men, women, old and weak in the escort team. They went as far as Hubei at most.

And with the leg strength of this Yunnan horse, considering that the horse also needs to rest, plus this time, it will be able to catch up with them in less than five days.When I first bought the horse, the store boasted that the horse had great stamina, especially good at walking mountain roads, and hoped that he would not be disappointed.

Xie Qinghe lit a bonfire and roasted dry food with branches. Hearing the crackling of the fire, he looked up and saw the moon that night, which was beautiful.In less than ten days, it will be the Mid-Autumn Festival. Last year, I spent the Mid-Autumn Festival with Uncle Lin, Master Yun, and Master Yunying in the Shenlong Gang. This year, I originally wanted to be with my brothers on Wudang Mountain.

Probably I was doomed to be alone, Xie Shaoxia boredly turned the dry food in his hand, and accidentally burned it.There was no other way, so I could only make do with it. Xie Qinghe frowned and ate the dry food bite by bite.

He began to add some firewood to the fire, and separated another pile to keep away from wild animals. Xie Qinghe took out a thick felt cloak from the pack on the horse's back and spread it on the ground, and just fell asleep.

I had nothing to say all night, and continued on the road the next day. The more we went west, the more difficult the mountain road became.In order to take a shortcut, Xie Qinghe, after asking the owner of the tea shed on the official road, left the official road and took the mountain road, which could save about half of the journey.

Fortunately, what I prepared was a Yunnan horse. Xie Qinghe lowered his body and leaned on the horse's back, avoiding the vegetation, branches, leaves and even hard branches that can be seen everywhere on the mountain road - this thing will scratch his body if he is not careful. Who knows what they are? It's not poisonous.

When he finally left this shortcut, Xie Qinghe had already been walking for two days. He was worried that he might make a mistake, and he was relieved when he emerged from the mountain forest.Fortunately, he reined in his horse and stood halfway up the mountain, and as far as he could see in front of him was the long escort team.

In this group of people, the escort officers could still have horses to ride, and the infantry waved their whips to threaten the prisoners to leave quickly, but this group of men, women, old and young did not stop weeping softly.Xie Qing and Zong Ma followed far behind. The opponent's team was so long that they only needed to see a tail. If they followed too closely, he was afraid of attracting the attention of officials.

But he didn’t want the night to fall. This group of people wanted to rest in a ruined temple. Xie Qinghe saw that the sky was a bit gloomy. He didn’t intend to go to the ruined temple to let people see or remember his face, so he had to stay in a ruined temple. Camp continued in the woods.Don't let it rain, Xie Shaoxia prayed, tied the horse to the tree, and picked some dead branches to start the fire.

Just as he was about to start a fire with a fire pocket, there was a sound of horseshoes in the distance.With the sound of horseshoes, they arrived at the gate of the ruined temple in less than a quarter of an hour. Xie Qinghe, who flew up the tree, glanced at it. It was a coincidence that he knew the knight immediately. It was Fang Siming, the cloaked man who stole his beloved horse at that time!

What is Fang Siming doing here?Xie Qinghe quietly jumped down from the tree, landed softly outside the ruined temple wall, jumped up, supported the beam of the house with his hands, and stayed silently on the roof.

Inside the temple, the official was confronting Fang Siming with a knife: "Boy, this is the official escorting the prisoner, what are you going to do!"

Fang Siming didn't speak, and swept the officer aside with a wave of his hand, and bumped straight into the broken pillar in the ruined temple, vomiting blood.Everyone trembled and dared not go forward. Fang Siming came to the prisoner who was kneeling on the ground and dared not move. He looked around and brought out a large and a small child: "Follow me."

No one dared to stop him, everyone watched him take him away, Xie Qinghe didn't care, because he knew that his enemy had no heirs in his family ----- Tianxie would not have children.

Xie Qinghe wanted to leave, but he heard several officials whispering together: "Let's ask the thieves to take the prisoner away. What should we do if the higher-ups investigate it?"

One of them seemed to be the leader, Xie Qinghe thought he was the one who rode the horse during the day, this person pondered for a while, and finally said in a deep voice: "Do one thing and keep doing it!"

The shorter escort officer next to him almost shouted in surprise: "You want to take them all..." Before finishing speaking, he made a gesture and swiped his neck.

The leader said impatiently: "How is that possible! We are like this..." After plotting, Xie Qinghe, who had excellent ears, was amazed when he heard it. The hearts of this group of people were completely dark.

When these people entered the ruined temple again, after a while, the officer who was beaten up and vomited blood was also helped out while holding his chest, with a painful expression on his face: "Brother, help me find someone in the town ahead." Doctor, I'm afraid I have a broken bone."

The one who supported him was the slightly shorter official, and he smiled: "Brother Hao, don't worry, brother will go right away, the town ahead is not far from here." A big man with a black face walked along with him.

The three of them rode for less than a quarter of an hour, and Xie Qinghe saw the short official and the black-faced man riding back, and the horse behind them was the dead body of the injured official!

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