The Legend of Stealing Horses and Golden Guns

Put forward such conditions!Everyone in the big tent talked to each other, but there were only three people who remained silent, namely Pan Mei, Yang Liulang and Brother Yeluxiu.

Seeing this, Silang Yang Yanhui took a step forward and said: "Yang Yanhui has met Prince Pan! Prince, I have something to ask!" Everyone in the tent hurriedly shut up.

Pan Mei looked at Yang Yanhui, and immediately said: "I still remember you, Yang Jiashiro, you and my disciple Balang have always been closely related, so please ask if you have any questions."

"Thank you, my lord, for your kindness! My lord, what do you mean by border cities?" Shiro asked.

Pan Mei: "North of Yanmen Pass."

"Oh? The lord means that the city north of Yanmen Pass... can be taken over by me, Daliao?" Ali Tieya couldn't help asking.

"That's right!" Pan Mei continued: "As long as your Dachang Gun Yang Balang never set foot in Liaojiang again!"

"If during this period... Master Chang Gun returns to the country, what should we do?" Tang Jingnian asked suddenly.

Pan Mei squinted at him, curled her mouth, and said with a sneer, "If he dares to have anything to do with Daliao again, the old man will personally raise [-] elite soldiers and send them to the capital! The person he loves will die in chaos In the army!"

☆, north and south

After Pan Mei finished speaking, she glanced provocatively at Brother Yeluxiu with a pair of eagle eyes, just as the latter glanced at him with a fierce look like a knife.Seeing Brother Yeluxiu's face was as cold as frost, he said: "My lord wants to march to the capital with only [-] elite soldiers, and wants me to die in the chaos. I'm afraid it's a joke?"

Pan Mei was taken aback when she heard the words, and then she laughed loudly and said, "When I'm old, will I still joke with you and other dolls?"

Brother Yeluxiu snorted coldly, and replied: "To be honest, I really can't believe that [-] Song soldiers could march northward and take my life!"

"Don't believe me? Well, Master Yu Yue can give it a try." "How to try?" "Don't talk about the alliance, the two armies will go to war, let's see how the old man will go to Beijing with [-] elite troops to take, you, sex, and life!"

Brother Yeluxiu was provoked by it, he couldn't help his blood rushing up, he was about to get angry, but he was stopped by Shiro beside him, and he didn't have time to say what was on his lips, so Shiro said first: "Your Majesty, please allow us to go back." Is it okay to discuss it for a few days before replying? After all, the conditions you raised are related to Daliao Changgun, so this is not a trivial matter!"

Pan Mei nodded when she heard the words, and said: "Si Lang is right, and besides, I am not impatient. I will wait for your reply in three days. Whether it is war or peace, it is all in your family's mind!" At that time, Pan Mei took Liu Lang and a group of Song generals back to the Song camp, leaving everyone in the Liao side silent in the tent.

Everyone in the tent looked at Yang Silang, and Silang sighed and said: "You all must be blaming me for stopping Mr. Yu Yue?"

Brother Yeluxiu said coldly: "You better explain clearly!"

"Hey...I'm also thinking about our Daliao!" Shiro continued: "You don't believe that Pan Mei, the master of martial arts, can go to Beijing with his master, it's because you don't know him well enough!"

Brother Yeluxiu: "So, you understand it well?"

"To be honest, I don't know him either!" Shiro said with a wry smile, "But you and I, as well as everyone here, know his apprentice, Balang Yang Yanshun!"

Brother Yelvxiu: "How do you say that?"

"Yu Yue, based on what you know about Hachiro, if he said this, would you believe it?" Shiro asked back.

Brother Yeluxiu was taken aback when he heard the words, and then his brows furrowed. Tang Jingnian didn't say anything, but Tang Jingnian who was at the side replied, "If Mr. Chang Gun personally leads [-] elite soldiers and wants to send troops to Beijing, I think... except for Yu Yue ,unstoppable!"

Everyone nodded when they heard the words, and Ali Tieya also said: "In my opinion, if the starling wants to capture Shangjing, it must be a hard fight, but the chances of winning are great!" Nodding his head, he thought to himself: Yes, if Balang attacks the city and I come to defend the city, how many days can I defend it?

Shiro seemed to have already guessed what everyone was thinking, and then said: "Pan Mei is the master of the eighth brother, if the eighth brother can capture Shangjing, then...".The words were only half spoken, but everyone already knew what the remaining half was, and they couldn't help wiping off a cold sweat. Fortunately, the third son-in-law stopped it in time, otherwise the consequences would be unpredictable!

"The third son-in-law is right, but it doesn't mean that the master must be better than the disciple? There are many examples in ancient times that the disciple is better than the master! Pan Mei can be the master of the starling, but it may not necessarily be better than the starling!" Ali Tieya said.

"You underestimate Pan Mei too much. His 'Tong Wu' title is by no means in vain!" Shiro said to Brother Yeluxiu again: "My lord Yu Yue, do you still remember the prince who was the prefect of Taiyuan decades ago?" Ming?"

Brother Yeluxiu said in his mouth: "Silver-faced Wei Tuo... remember!"

Shiro: "Master Yu Yue, if you confront Wang Ziming, what are your chances of winning?"

Brother Yeluxiu: "I'm afraid...it's less than [-]%."

"Well... If I remember correctly, you once told me that Wang Ziming... was defeated by Pan Mei!" Shiro reminded.

As soon as these words came out, Brother Yeluxiu's body shook, and he thought to himself: Yes, although this Wang Ziming died by slaying himself, he also said that there are only two people to be afraid of in the world, and one of them is the martial arts king Pan Mei ah! "

Brother Yeluxiu knew that it was difficult to compare with Wang Ziming, so from this point of view, there was also a huge disparity in strength between Pan Mei and him.Although Pan Mei is now over [-] years old, but seeing that his appearance has not changed, who would know his current strength?Who dares to take the risk!If you start a war rashly, you will be no match for Pan Mei, and it will be fine if you die in the chaos, but who will guard the capital?At that time, Pan Meibing will besiege Beijing, and the horse will step into Liaojiang, and I will be a sinner of Daliao through the ages!What face do you have to see Empress Dowager Xiao and senior brother Han Chang? "

Thinking of this, Brother Yeluxiu moved to the front of the tent step by step with his hand on the wooden chair inside the tent, opened the curtain, and could vaguely see the continuous Song army barracks in front of him, and couldn't help feeling sad: "Balang, oh Balang, what should I do?" Is that good?"

As soon as the words fell, the wind and snow came again outside the tent. Brother Yeluxiu threw himself into the heavy snow all over the sky and took a deep breath while looking up to the sky. Tangtang Yuyue was so sleepy and helpless. Did Da Changgun in the Song camp know about it?

The Liao generals behind him all sighed for their own Yu Yue, and Ali Tie Ya was even more sour. As a general, he couldn't share his worries for Yu Yue.At this moment, the wind and snow were blowing heavily, and the sky and the earth changed color. Brother Yeluxiu suddenly got on his horse, waved his whip in his hand, and the jade unicorn raised its hooves and galloped away.Brother Yeluxiu on the horse was crying against the wind, the snowflakes hit his face like a brand, and the wind blew on his body like a knife cut.After running for an unknown amount of time, Brother Yeluxiu reined in his horse. In the wind and snow, he couldn't see north and south, and couldn't distinguish things. He felt dizzy and fell into the white snow all of a sudden. sorry!"

Three days later, Song and Liao met for an alliance and the negotiations were successful.The next day, it was announced to the world, and the book said: Song and Liao fought, but the deadline failed, the border was turbulent, and the people were in dire straits.Today, we are negotiating and colluding, the north and the south will form an alliance, divide the city and rule, and Youzhou is the boundary.The north is Liaojiang, and the south is Song Dynasty. They do not interfere with each other and have business exchanges.Chang Gun of the Liao Dynasty hurt the two kings of the Song Dynasty and was imprisoned in the Southern Kingdom. He could not return alive, so as to reassure the people!

Since then, the war between Song and Liao has finally come to an end.Brother Yeluxiu agreed to Pan Mei's conditions, but he didn't ask for more cities. Song and Liao still used Youzhou City as the boundary, returning to the territory of Song Tai [ancestor] Zhao Kuangyin.On the day when the two armies exchanged the alliance letter, Brother Yeluxiu promised the people of the Song Dynasty as Daliao Yuyue: As long as Yang Liulang guards the border of the Great Song Dynasty, the Liao Kingdom will never violate the border again.In this battle, no one can tell which country won, but one thing can be known: Brother Yeluxiu lost, and lost the one he loves.

Song Ying, when Hu Yanpeixian woke up, he saw a figure leaving sadly, that person was in chains, and the shackles rattled.

☆, horseshoes go south and people look north

After an unknown amount of time, Yang Yanshun was woken up, and then he was brought into a large tent. Several people in the tent withdrew one after another, leaving only three people.One is his sixth brother, and the other is his second master Pan Mei.The third one couldn't name her.

Looking at the three people in front of him, Hachiro only felt a splitting headache, carefully recalling the past experience: the day Huyan Peixian woke up, he was taken away and shackled all over, which is not surprising, who called himself a sin The body of the minister.I was imprisoned for a long time, and no one showed up. Until the news of the successful negotiation between the two countries came, I asked the jailer for a jar of wine, and was so drunk that I passed out. It was really a jar of wine.In my drunken dream, I seemed to see Brother Yeluxiu and Second Master Pan Mei sitting opposite each other: two red clothes, two pairs of eagle eyes, but they all looked at me... Later, Brother Yeluxiu cried, Second Master Laughed.

In the tent here, the second master, Pan Mei, said: "Balang, long time no see. Have you ever missed being a teacher?"

Yang Yanshun snorted coldly, shook the chains on his body, and said, "Yes! How can this disciple not miss Master?"

Pan Mei: "Balang, I know you are quite dissatisfied with Brother Yeluxiu's decision?"

"Master is wrong, my disciple has no complaints against Brother Yeluxiu!" "Oh? That means I have complaints against my teacher?" Are you worthy of the ancestors of the Yang family!" "Master, this disciple is the adopted son of the Yang family!" "Then are you worthy of being a teacher?" "Master, are you worthy of the silver-faced Wei Tuo?"

Pan Meiying stared, "What did you say?"

"I'm asking, Second Master and Great Master, have you ever been worthy of the Taiyuan prefect 20 years ago, the silver-faced Wei Tuo Prince Ming!" Yang Yanshun replied.

The corners of Pan Mei's mouth twitched, she got up and left her seat, turned her back to the three of them, said nothing, but her shoulders trembled slightly, upon seeing this, Liu Lang hurriedly said: "Eighth Brother, how can you talk like that! Change it if you don’t know what’s wrong!”

Balang shook the shackles on his body when he heard the words, and asked, "I don't know what crime I have committed?"

Liu Lang sighed and said: "Eighth brother, this is the Shuangtian official Kou Zhun Kou from the capital. This time he came to the border to judge your crimes. Let him tell you!" that person.Yang Yanshun raised his eyes and saw that the man was in his thirties, with an upper middle build, two slender eyebrows, a pair of bright eyes, a straight nose, red teeth, round earlobes and shoulders, three black beards under his chin, and a long hair. On the chest, it looks pretty good. Looking at the attire, the official robe is added to the body, the tiger boots are added to the feet, and the black official hat with slender wings shows that the official position is not low.

Kou Zhun's face turned warm, and he said with a smile: "The crimes committed by the Eighth General are not too many, but every crime is enough to cause death!" Then he listed Yang Yanshun's crimes one by one.Article [-]: Treason the country and cooperate with the enemy, and work as a minion for a tiger.Article [-]: Expedition to the Western Regions, assisting the tyrants to abuse.Article [-]: Rescue Han Chang, betray the country and forget the origin.Article [-]: Shooting and killing the two kings is an unforgivable crime!

Yang Yanshun laughed after hearing this, and replied: "There is one more thing, you forgot."

"Oh? Let's hear it!" Kou Zhun said.

Yang Yanshun: "It is a heinous crime to kill an official of the court!"

As soon as these words came out, Kou Zhun's complexion changed immediately, and he saw Yang Balang suddenly pounced on him, raised his arms high, and fell suddenly, and the forty-jin prison shackle was smashing towards him.It was too late to say it, but it was soon, and while I was waiting, I saw a person suddenly jumping out in front of Kou Zhun, blocking the front, raising his hands, holding the prison shackle, and shouting: "Eighth brother, what are you going to do!"

"What? Just murder." Yang Balang laughed.

"Presumptuous! Lord Tianguan has kindness to the Yang family, how can you repay kindness with resentment like this!" Liu Lang scolded angrily.

Yang Yanshun fell to the ground, with tears streaming down his cheeks, and said: "Then what does that have to do with me? I am no longer a general of the Yang family. From the day Jinshatan was captured...my life does not belong to the Yang family. .”

Liu Lang: "Eighth brother, how can you talk like that! Your life is your own, it was in the past, it is still in the present!"

Hachiro: "No...no, my life has never belonged to me. It used to belong to the Yang family, then it belonged to brother Yeluxiu, and now...I'm going to die, and my life...still doesn't belong to me .”

"Yes! Now your life...belongs to me!" As soon as the words fell, Pan Mei slapped her palm, and Yang Yanshun was stunned by him on the spot and fell into the tent.

Liu Lang looked at it, shook his head and sighed, and said: "Hey...it's my Yang family who is sorry for my eighth brother!" As he spoke, his eyes turned red, and he bowed hurriedly: "Master Kou is shocked, Yanshun is rude, Yanzhao apologizes for him!" After saying that, he was about to kneel down to make amends, but Kou Zhun hurriedly supported him, and said, "Marshal is serious! How could I care about such a trivial matter! I should thank the Marshal, if not If you save me in time, I'm afraid I will die!" He looked at Yang Yanshun who was lying on the ground, and then asked, "How should the eight generals be dealt with now?"

Liu Lang reluctantly said: "Master Kou... just deal with it according to law!"

"Impossible! Marshal, how dare I?" Kou Zhun said hastily.

Liu Lang was taken aback when he heard the words, and immediately replied: "Master Kou, please deal with it according to the law, my Yang family will never complain!" His words were decisive and ruthless.

Seeing this, Kou Zhun smiled wryly and said, "Marshal misunderstood me. I'm not afraid of you, but brother Yeluxiu!" After speaking, he looked at Pan Mei and said, "It stands to reason that the eighth general must die. But if the eighth general dies Well, on the side of Daliao... who can avoid any trouble? Besides, the relationship between the eight generals and the current emperor... In short, although the crime is serious, it is difficult to determine responsibility!"

Hearing the words, Liu Lang couldn't help taking a deep breath, thought for a while, and asked, "I don't know if the Holy Majesty has any instructions?"

"The Holy Majesty said, everything is up to the lord!" Kou Zhun said, the two met by chance and looked at Pan Mei in the tent.The latter supported the red sandalwood box on the military case, and said slowly: "How could this old man have the heart to execute my only disciple?"

"What does the prince mean...?" Kou Zhun asked in a low voice.

Pan Mei: "In three days, I will take Balang south...to bury my elder brother."

Liu Lang and Kou Zhun looked at each other, they stopped talking, and both left, leaving only Pan Mei and Ba Lang in the tent.

When Hachiro woke up, he was already on the warm military couch, and there was a steaming wooden barrel in front of the couch. After walking down the couch, he found that the shackles on his body had receded, so he jumped into the wooden barrel to take a bath, and put on a new suit. New clothes, after everything was finished, Hachiro sat upright and shouted to the outside of the tent: "Come here... I'm awake!"

Not long after, a person walked in outside the tent, dressed in white clothes like snow, with silver hair like frost, it was his second master Pan Meipan Renfeng!

"My apprentice thanked Master for not killing me!" Balang said, but he didn't kneel down, and still sat there motionless.

After Pan Mei looked at it, there was a look of disappointment between her brows, and she said immediately: "Since you are awake, let's go."? "

"Where are you going?" "Southland." "When will you return?" "It depends on God's will... Maybe, you will never come back."

Balang's nose was sore when he heard the words, he took out the "Yang Family Spearmanship" from his pocket and put it on the couch, knelt down again, bowed three times, then got up and followed Pan Mei out of the tent.When he got out of the big tent, he saw his horse hugging Yuewu Jiazhai. Balang walked over to touch the horse's head, and then got on the horse.Immediately there were only saddles, no battle armor and robes, and no golden gun and quiver. Balang held the reins and rode the horse out of the camp.

The sun was setting in the west, and two horses were walking on the snow, one black and one white, one anxious and the other slow, the horseshoes went south, and the man looked north.The people on the horse didn't know how many passes they had passed, and they only knew to look up in vain, but they could no longer see the clouds in the north and the moon at the border.

--End of the third volume--

☆、Master of Light Blowing

A white horse treads spring mud, and an oolong rolls into a red cloud.Going south all the way from the border pass in the north of the Great Wall, Yang Yanshun and Pan Mei bypassed Bianliang in Tokyo and took the road to the southeast.Fang passed Yingtian Mansion and traveled to Huainan section, a news from the north stopped the two of them galloping horseshoes.

In December of the 27th year of Liao Tonghe, Empress Dowager Xiao died in the palace due to overwork and illness. She was buried in Qianling at the age of 67 and was honored as Empress Dowager.Yuyue Yeluxiu of the Daliao Dynasty supported the eldest prince Yelu Longxu to ascend the throne under the imperial edict of the Empress Dowager, who was known as the Liao Shengzong in history.

On March 24 of the following year, General Han Chang Han Yanshou, Generalissimo of the Sweeping Song Dynasty, also died of illness in the Marshal Mansion of Shangjing. in Pingzhou.

Besides, Yang Yanshun immediately bowed to the north three times, his face was sad, Daliao suffered such disaster, Brother Yeluxiu must have been burdened by a thousand weights, thinking of this, he couldn't help sighing.Pan Mei asked from the side: "Are you worshiping the Empress Dowager Xiao or that Han Chang?"

Yang Yanshun: "The apprentice is worshiping the master."

"Then you are going in the wrong direction!" Pan Mei said while stroking the red sandalwood box in her hand.

Yang Yanshun didn't answer, just glanced at "Master Master", and then beat Ma Nan, followed closely by Pan Mei.

After another month or so, the two of Yang Yanshun came to the city of Yangzhou, which belongs to Huainan East Road.

The administrative level of the Song Dynasty was divided into roads, prefectures, prefectures, and counties.There are 24 roads, 287 prefectures, 1135 states and [-] counties across the country.There are also troops stationed under the jurisdiction of the central government, such as the Volcano Army on the East Road, and the Wuwei Army on the West Huainan Road.

It is said that Balang stood under the city of Yangzhou and kept looking at it. He saw that Yangzhou City was tall and majestic and magnificent, and it was more magnificent than the border cities. city.

Pan Mei glanced at Yangzhou city and turned right. Balang hurriedly followed after seeing this, but saw that the former did not enter the city, but came along the road in front of the city to the side of the mountain.Yang Yanshun was puzzled, but he didn't bother to ask, so he followed closely and rushed up the mountain.After walking for a long time, I finally came to the top of the mountain, and I saw an ancient temple in front of me. The land around the corner was simple and unpretentious, and it seemed to have been forgotten by the world.The clatter of horseshoes reverberated in the ancient temple of Kongshan for a long time.

Pan Mei got off her horse, tied the white horse in front of the temple gate, and went to knock on the door.Not long after, the temple door was opened, and a small bald head poked out to look at Pan Mei and the two.Pan Mei rolled her eyes, reached out and flicked the little bald head three times, and the little bald head hurriedly hid back and closed the temple door tightly.Yang Yanshun couldn't help slandering: "Your majestic Tongwu King has the leisure and elegance to play jokes with this little novice in this ancient temple in the deep mountains. It seems to scare him. Now it's all right, and the door was closed."

On the other end, Pan Mei still had a smile on her face, waiting patiently in front of the temple gate, and Balang said, "Master, why are we here at the ancient temple? It's not just to flick that little novice's bald head, is it?"

Pan Mei turned around and smiled at him, made a gesture of silence, showing a bit of playfulness, and then said in a low voice: "There is a friend in this temple who was a teacher many years ago!" "A monk?" "A A monk who has attained enlightenment!"

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps in the temple, and Yang Yanshun waited intently for the eminent monk to appear, when he heard a "creak", the temple door opened, and an old bald man came out.Yang Yanshun raised his brows hard, and saw the old bald man with two long eyebrows hanging down his face, a silver beard fluttering on his chest, a large string of Buddhist beads hanging around his neck, and he was wearing a pale yellow cassock.After seeing Pan Mei, her face showed joy, she chanted the Buddha's name and bowed and said: "It turns out that it is Prince Pan who is here, sorry and respectful!"

Pan Mei also smiled, and replied: "Master Blowing the Lantern, I haven't seen you for decades, and you are still as majestic as a Buddha!"

As soon as these words came out, Yang Yanshun only felt a tightness in his chest: Blowing the lamp?There is such a great master in this world?If he has a younger brother, he must be called 'Pu Wa'!

"It's so rare that Prince Pan still remembers the old man's dharma name! Haha...huh? Why don't you see Prince Cao?" The old bald lamp blower raised his white eyebrows and asked with a teasing smile.

Pan Mei smiled after hearing this, then took out the red sandalwood box and offered it with both hands. When the old bald man saw it, his face immediately turned from joy to sadness, "Amitabha!" After singing the Buddha's chant, the master of blowing the lamp respectfully took the wooden box, With a solemn expression, he said, "My lord, please come in!"

I don't know whether this sentence was addressed to "Prince Pan" or "Prince Cao". In short, Yang Yanshun followed Pan Mei into the temple. When he arrived in the temple, the old bald man put the wooden box in front of the Buddha table, turned around and asked: "Prince Pan, when do you plan to be buried?"

Pan Mei was already kneeling on the futon, clasped her hands together, bowed three times and kowtowed nine times, closed her eyes and said, "Tonight!"

"Hmm... Who is this benefactor?" The old bald man looked at Yang Yanshun and asked.

Pan Mei: "My apprentice and brother, Yang Yanshun."

Master Blowing the Lamp: "Oh? This is Yang Linggong's adoptive son, Balang?"

Yang Yanshun said displeasedly, "I'm here!"

The old bald head looked up and down, pointed at Yang Yanshun and said to Pan Mei: "Then he is Yang Balang, Chang Gun of Daliao?"

Pan Mei: "Yes!"

"Oh! It's a living thing! It's better to be famous than to be famous. Yang benefactor is much more handsome than the rumors!" The old bald man looked at Yang Balang from left to right, and suddenly he jumped back with a strange cry. How far away is Zhang, stand on one foot, arms soaring into the air, and stand in front of the Buddha with a stroke of a white crane spreading its wings.The wide cassock is held up by the arms, like a bald old bat that has lost its fur.

This accident frightened Yang Balang, wondering what's wrong with this old bald man?Why are you so surprised!

Looking at Master Blowing Lantern again, he hooked his left hand and yelled: "Come on little brother, I heard that you beat the invincible hand at the frontier with a Daguan knife. Today I saw you and I just happened to have a match with you!"

Seeing this, Yang Yanshun couldn't help cursing in his heart: This old bald man doesn't look like a Buddhist at all!He actually wanted to compete with me in front of the Buddha, and agreed to become a high-ranking monk!

Seeing that Balang was motionless and his gray beard trembled, the Master Blowing the Lantern said, "Don't look for it, we in Buddhism don't use swords or guns, we don't have weapons, you and I just compete with each other!"

Yang Yanshun was even more angry when he heard the words, who is looking for a knife!This old bald man must be sick! "Second Master, this master...?"

Pan Mei stood up without raising her eyes, and said, "Master Blowing the Lantern, stop making trouble, you've frightened my apprentice."

As soon as the words came out, the old bald man's expression changed immediately, and he put his palms together in front of his chest. Baoxiang Zhuangyi said, "Amitabha! The old man just wanted to see the Buddha-nature of Benefactor Yang. As expected, Benefactor Yang is in danger. Not chaotic, you can be called a great talent! Are you interested in joining my Buddhist sect?"

☆, gold medal

It is said that when the old bald Master Blowing the Lamp heard what Pan Mei said, his complexion changed immediately, and he put his hands together in front of his chest, and said, "Amitabha! The old monk just wanted to see the Buddha-nature of Master Yang, and he really didn't come out." Guess, Master Yang is not chaotic in the face of danger, he can be called a great talent! Are you interested in joining my Buddhist sect?"

"Not interested!" Yang Yanshun flatly refused.

"Tsk tsk, what a pity!" Seeing that he couldn't win over, the old bald man suddenly became terrified, and deliberately lowered his voice, "Benefactor Yang, you have too much murderous aura, and the hostility is hard to dissipate. It’s because there is hatred and no love in your heart, and if things go on like this, you may cause disaster. I hope you will do more good deeds and be merciful!”

Yang Yanshun paused when he heard the words, and before he could speak, he heard second master Pan Mei say: "How can my disciple Pan Mei not have murderous intent? Master, you are too worried!"

The old bald man nodded after hearing this, and didn't say anything else. He just turned around and walked towards the backyard with the wooden box. Pan Mei took a look at Yang Yanshun and then walked into the backyard. Hachiro was the only one left in the Buddhist hall.

Yang Yanshun stood in the Buddhist hall, looked up at the golden body of the Buddha, sighed softly, took the incense, burned it on the candlestick, inserted it in the incense burner, and then knelt on the futon that Pan Mei had used just now, but he didn't bow down, just With a wry smile, he got up and went into the backyard.

The entire ancient temple was built on the top of the mountain. When I came to the backyard of the ancient temple, the setting sun had already set, the birds returned to the forest, and everything was silent.Not long after, a bright moon rose from the east and was reflected on the river.Standing on the top of the mountain, you can see the city of Yangzhou from a bird's-eye view.The city of Yangzhou is as bright as daytime, and the lights are brightly lit, and the bustling crowds on the streets in the city can be vaguely seen.As the most prosperous ancient city in Huainan, Yangzhou can be called the richest city in the world.

When Balang looked at it for a long time, he suddenly heard someone calling his name, turned around and saw that it was the second master, Pan Mei.Pan Mei's face was serious, and the old bald man beside her was doing the ritual for her great master Cao Bin. After her practice, the ashes of the great master would be buried in this temple.This was the last wish of the master during his lifetime, and it was also an agreement made decades ago.

To be honest, Yang Yanshun doubted the old bald man's Buddhist practice. If it wasn't for the second master's extraordinary trust in him, he would never have allowed this lamp-blowing master to do things for the master. Who knows if he didn't abide by the rules when he was young? The flower monk!

The moon was in the middle of the sky, and the religious ceremony was finished. The old bald head called the little bald heads in the temple to bury the master in the backyard. The second master kept silent and watched everything quietly from the sidelines. Yang Yanshun himself knelt on the ground with his head on. The filial piety is like frost, looking at the master's bone buried under the loess, to be precise, it should be buried under the ashes of the loess.

The master killed people like hemp before he was alive, and he buried millions of corpses wherever he went. He became famous, he was named a marquis and a general, what a legend!But in the end, what happened behind him was the same as ordinary people, the loess covered himself and buried the heroic soul.Yang Yanshun looked at Pan Mei and thought in his heart: I don't know where the second master will be buried in the end?

The monks in the courtyard did not know when they had quietly left, and even the old bald man left without saying a word, leaving only two masters and apprentices in the courtyard, Pan Mei suddenly said: "Apprentice, wait After the teacher dies, he will also be buried here!"

Yang Yanshun was startled when he heard the words, he didn't dare to speak, so he had to avoid the subject and said, "Second Master, where are we going next?"

Hearing this question, Pan Mei couldn't help recalling the scene when she was in Bianliang, Tokyo: That night Emperor Taizong Zhao Guangyi was critically ill, and Pan Mei was urgently announced to enter the palace, and the ministers in the palace were already in a mess. , took Pan Mei's hand and said: "Ai Qing, it is often said that a Taoist's words are good even when he is about to die. I know that some things I did were dishonorable back then, but in fact I have long regretted them, so I can't ride a tiger. Now I will collapse, What does Ai Qing think about making the emperor's son Zhao Heng take over?"

Pan Mei said coldly: "Yes! The third prince has always been highly praised by the ministers of the court! And... just like the Supreme Sage back then!"

"Hehe, Aiqing is interesting!" Zhao Guangyi said again: "To tell you the truth, I urgently called Aiqing here tonight just for one thing."

"Please tell me, Your Majesty!" "Yangzhou and Jinling are the great troubles in my heart! When the emperor's son Zhao Heng ascends the throne, he must have plans to avoid disaster!" "Your Majesty means... King Fu of Jinling?" "Exactly! "Oh, forgive me, King Fu is the fourth younger brother of the Holy Master, this...?" My fourth brother and I conspired to take the throne, but I know very well that my fourth brother is not a righteous person, and if he is allowed to take power, it will be a catastrophe for the country! Therefore, after I ascended the throne, he demoted him again and again, and he must hate me in his heart , after I die, he will cause chaos! Now that the Song and Liao decisive battle is imminent, when the time comes, he will not cause chaos in the country of my son Zhao Heng, but in the country of thousands of people in the Great Song Dynasty!"

Zhao Guangyi became more and more excited as he talked, and finally rolled off the dragon couch, weeping uncontrollably.Seeing it in Pan Mei's eyes, it hurts in her heart. What hurts him is not the Zhao Guangyi in front of him, but the great [ancestor] Zhao Kuangyin back then!

When the Taizu passed away, I was well aware of the strangeness, so I tried my best to oppose Zhao Guangyi's ascension to the throne, but later... Senior brother Cao Bin was right, no matter who is the emperor, it is his family of Zhao Guan.Now that the Tai [ancestor] is dead, and we wait for the courtiers to count him as his apotheosis, then who will ascend the throne!Zhao Dezhao, king of Wei, was exiled, and Zhao Defang, the eighth king, was still young. At this time, the master of the country was suspicious. If there was a chaos, who would bear it?How about making Zhao Guangyi enthroned as a great treasure in exchange for the stability of the world!So many years have passed, what is the point of the compromise that year, whether it was right or wrong?The king of Wei is dead, and the eight kings have no intention of resetting, so be it.

Looking at Zhao Guangyi in front of her, Pan Mei couldn't help but shed tears on her clothes. Zhao Guangyi is not a fool. Will wear a yellow robe.It is said that he is half of the credit for the country of the Great Song Dynasty!Thinking of this, Pan Mei couldn't help feeling soft-hearted, and helped Zhao Guangyi back to the dragon couch, and said in a low voice, "I don't know what is the will of the Holy Spirit?"

When Zhao Guangyi heard the words, he took out a scroll of imperial decree from the inside of the dragon couch, and took out two gold medals, and handed them to Pan Mei. Pan Mei knelt down and took it, and when he looked up at the dragon couch, Zhao Guangyi had already passed away. .Then he bowed three more times, got up and retreated out of the bedroom.Outside the palace gates were full of civil and military ministers, and Pan Mei even saw Liulang Yang Yanzhao and others rushing back from the front line of the border. She immediately took out the imperial decree, opened it to read, her face was sad, but she read on purpose: "The Holy Majesty has died, and the edict said the crown prince will ascend the throne." !"

After the edict, the officials were in an uproar, and the crown prince hurriedly bowed his head and bowed at Pan Mei's feet, "My lord, this prince may not be qualified for the position of monarch. I hope my lord will find out and choose someone else!"

Seeing this, Pan Mei couldn't help snorting coldly, and opened the edict again, saying: "I just misread the edict, the last emperor's edict, the third prince Zhao Heng ascended the throne!"

The ministers nodded, and no one dared to say a word. Perhaps the only one in the world who dared to misread the edict was the Tongwu King in front of him!

"Second Master!" Yang Yanshun shouted again.

Pan Mei immediately came back to her senses, looking at the person in front of her, she couldn't help but feel sore, she wanted to hug him, but she still stopped.With a choke, he took out a gold medal from his pocket, threw it to the person in front of him, and said, "Hold it! The late emperor gave me and your master two gold medals. Before your master died, he asked me to give his gold medal to you." pass it to you."

Yang Yanshun took the gold medal and looked it up and down, and saw a five-clawed golden dragon engraved on the gold medal. The golden dragon showed a fierce look. Looking carefully, there was another dragon's head under one dragon's claws, but that dragon's head didn't have a dragon body. .Turn the gold medal over to the back, and write three large characters: Decision!

☆, Yangzhou City

"What...what is the meaning of this?" "Balang, Master knows the hatred and sorrow in your heart, but this hatred... cannot be vented to Master. This sorrow cannot be solved by Teacher. Back then I I told you not to fall in love with the people you met on the battlefield, but you still fell in love. Take this gold medal and go to Yangzhou City. As long as you don’t raise your troops to rebel, you can vent your feelings. Liao's love, anger towards me, love towards Huyan Peixian, or...hate towards yourself!"

Yang Yanshun was shocked when he heard the words, and slowly knelt down in front of Pan Mei, saying, "I don't understand."

Pan Mei also knelt down to be at the same level as Balang, picked up his temple hair with her hands, her eagle eyes were blurred, and whispered: "Yang Balang, my teacher wants you to walk sideways in Yangzhou!"

Yang Yanshun hurriedly dodged back, distanced himself from Pan Mei, knelt down again and asked, "What does Master mean? My disciple doesn't know!"

"Haha! Don't pretend to be confused!" Pan Meiying stared, and suddenly stretched out her hand and pulled the person in front of her into her arms, intersecting her neck, her voice was as charming as a demon: "Chang Dun of Liao, injured the two kings of Song, imprisoned in the Southern Kingdom, and cannot return alive , to reassure the people!"

After finishing speaking, Pan Mei suddenly turned around again, looked up at Bai Yue, and said in a cold voice, "The Hongqiao pawnshop in Yangzhou City has a thousand taels of gold that I kept privately back then, and you can get it by holding this jade talisman. When you spend it all, I'll show up."

"Master, where are you going?" "Jiangnan, Jinling. When I'm not around, Master Blower will protect you!" "Protect me?" "You'll know when you enter the city!"

After finishing speaking, Pan Mei handed the jade talisman to Yang Yanshun, who took the jade talisman and looked at the bright lights below the mountain, but hesitated a bit. When he turned around, Pan Mei had already left, and the master blowing the lamp appeared behind him at some time. Gao Nianfo said: "Amitabha! Master Yang, I have a word of advice."

Yang Yanshun: "Old Guang... Master, please tell me!"

Blowing the lamp: "Benefactor Yang, when you enter the city, if there are any rumors from the people in the city, please don't take it to heart."

Yang Yanshun nodded, although he couldn't understand what the old bald man said, but he was not in the mood to talk to him at this time, just about to step down the mountain, the old bald man spoke again, "Benefactor Yang, I have a string of beads here, if you are in the city If you need some help, you can take it to the city to find the head of the Golden Spear Escort Bureau——Golden Spear Taibao Yu Taiwen!"

After hearing this, Yang Yanshun hesitated for a moment, finally took the string of Buddhist beads and put them in his arms, clasped his hands together, bowed and said, "Thank you, master!"

At dawn the next day, Yang Yanshun walked down the mountain, leaving the Oolong horse in the ancient temple on the top of the mountain, and handing it over to Master Blowing the Lantern to look after it.Besides, Master Blowing the Lantern sent Yang Yanshun away, just as he was about to turn back to the temple, he suddenly saw an official sedan chair galloping towards him from the foot of the mountain.At the time of half a stick of incense, the official sedan chair