[Comprehensive] When the cannon fodder bosses meet on a narrow road

Song Yuanqiao sighed, supported his son on the shoulder, and said earnestly, "There are good and evil among the Han people, and the same is true for the Mongols. But the Han and Mongolian conflicts, this is the hatred of the country."

"In the future..." Song Yuanqiao's voice choked up, his eyes turned red, "Our Wudang sect promises a thousand pieces of gold, and you will keep the promise you made. From now on, from now on..."

Song Qingshu silently hugged Song Yuanqiao's leg, and silently wiped his tears and snot on his father's clothes.

Zhang Songxi also had red eyes, Song Qingshu was watched by his brothers and sisters growing up, he is intelligent and motivated, even the master favored him to be the third generation head of Wudang.

But now, he will not be able to return to Wudang Mountain for the rest of his life. If he wants to complain, who can he blame?Even if he resented Wang Baobao, Wang Baobao hadn't even been born when the third brother was injured.

What's more, since he is the enemy, can he still count on the enemy to be merciful?Although Wang Baobao's method was vicious, it ultimately saved Qingshu's life.

At that time, if the conditions were changed, and the Wudang disciples left only after Qingshu committed suicide, would Qingshu not be able to do so?

Song Yuanqiao barely calmed down, stroked his son's hair, and said, "From now on, you will be alone, and you should often send letters back, and your father and your senior uncles will often visit you."

"Remember to leave room for things in the future, and don't let daddy worry. If you are wronged, don't forget that you are always a disciple of Wudang, the son of my Song Yuanqiao."

Song Qingshu raised his head, with tears still on his face, "Father, when you go back this time, the boy can still serve you, as long as you don't go up the mountain."

"Besides, in the future, even if you don't go to Wudang Mountain, your child can still live in a hut at the foot of the mountain."

Zhang Songxi forced a smile and persuaded, "Brother, that's exactly the reason."

Song Yuanqiao shook his head and said, "The man's ambition is everywhere, Qingshu is young, he should travel all over the rivers and lakes and see all the world's affairs. I used to keep him in check, but now I can't."

Song Yuanqiao didn't want to say anything more, so he pulled his son up and said, "Go and rest first."

Song Yuanqiao kicked his son out, wiped his eyes again, and said to Zhang Songxi, "Qingshu still has one thing to answer to Wang Baobao. This thing is not so easy to do. If Qingshu doesn't practice hard, I really don't know I'm afraid."

Zhang Songxi also deeply agreed, but Song Yuanqiao said, "More than that, I'm still afraid that Qingshu will... regret it one day."

Zhang Songxi wondered, "What do you regret?"

Song Yuanqiao took a deep breath, "Qingshu is my son, and he knows his son better than his father. He used to be the head of three generations of Wudang, and he will be the head of Wudang in the future. It is only right to lighten life and death for the same sect, but what about in the future?"

"Ten years, 20 years, 30 years later? He is too young now. I'm afraid that one day he can't stand the days of not being able to return home, and he will regret it."

"It's not just that we can't return home, even if each of us leaves first, he won't even be able to send him a ride."

"He won't blame his classmates, but only hates himself. At that time, Qing Shu will definitely destroy himself willfully."

Although Zhang Songxi was very resourceful, he really didn't expect it to be so deep for a while.In fact, this is also because he doesn't know Song Qingshu as well as Song Yuanqiao, who is his father.

Zhang Songxi was shocked when he heard this, and lost his voice, "Wang Baobao is so ruthless!"

Zhang Songxi stood up, walked around the room twice, and said, "Brother said, Qing Shu must practice hard, as long as he has seen all kinds of things in the world and polished his mind thoroughly, those sufferings will not be regarded as hardships. "

The next day, Song Qingshu followed Song Yuanqiao and Zhang Songxi back to Wudang.They didn't walk fast all the way, and after more than half a month, they arrived at the foot of Wudang Mountain.

Song Qingshu was riding on the horse, looking up at Wudang Mountain.You can't see Zixiao Palace at all here, you can only see layers of greenery and faint clouds.

Song Qingshu took a deep breath, got off his horse and bowed in the direction of Zixiao Palace, knocking his head firmly three times.Then, he stood up and said in a calm tone, "Daddy, Fourth Uncle, the child is leaving now."

"Daddy is right. A man should have a broad mind and lofty aspirations when he is alive. The child is still young and has never seen many things. It is time to see it."

Song Yuanqiao only felt that something was blocking his throat, and he couldn't say anything.

Zhang Songxi patted Song Qingshu's shoulder with one hand, "Fourth uncle believes in you."

Song Qingshu nodded, "Fourth Uncle, don't worry, Qingshu will definitely live up to the expectations of Taishifu, Daddy and the other senior uncles."

After finishing speaking, Song Qingshu got on the horse, cupped his hands and said, "Daddy, Fourth Uncle, the child is gone."

Song Qingshu rode his horse and galloped, only to hear the sound of the wind in his ears, and his eyes were hurt by the wind.Song Qingshu didn't dare to stop for a moment, he was afraid that if he stopped, he would go to Wudang Mountain desperately.

Song Qingshu didn't know how long he had run out before he pulled the rein suddenly.Ma Tong human nature, the speed will slow down.

Song Qingshu wiped his eyes and wondered if it was the tears left by the pain of the wind, then looked left and right, and then he was a little dumbfounded.

--What is this place?

Song Qingshu grew up in Wudang since he was a child, and he is familiar with all the surrounding areas of Wudang, but this place seems unfamiliar.

Wudang Mountain was already out of sight in the distance. Song Qingshu couldn't make out the direction after looking at it for a long time. Thinking that he had dry food and water on his body, he simply let the horse rein and walked forward slowly.

He kept the word "Wudang" in his heart, and deliberately didn't think about it, only thinking about where to go to experience it.

After thinking about it, I feel a little sad, the world is so big, I don't know where to go, and where is the need for myself?

I really think about the long distance between the world and the earth, and I am sad and tearful.

Song Qingshu wandered like this for more than half a month before he realized that he had already entered Jiangxi territory.It was almost winter at this time, the vegetation was withered, the fields were barren, and there was a bleak scene everywhere.

Song Qingshu wandered outside for more than 20 days, and the dry food had already been exhausted. Now, within a radius of ten miles, there were either mountains or grass, and there was not a single inn or restaurant that could be top-notch.

In desperation, Song Qingshu could only let the horse out to graze temporarily, and then went into the mountain by himself. After spending more than half an hour, he finally found a hare and caught it.

Song Qingshu patted the hare's head, thinking that such a thin one, it is estimated that it will be two days' rations if it is saved, and hope that it will be able to walk out of this barren mountain after two days.

Song Qingshu looked for his horse with the hare on his back, but he whistled several times, but the horse didn't come back.He was surprised in his heart, and thought to himself that this place is deserted, so could someone catch the horse and eat it?

Suddenly Song Qingshu's footsteps stopped, his ears moved and he could vaguely hear the neighing of the horse, and then he performed lightness kung fu and quickly swept in that direction.

After about half a mile, Song Qingshu saw a figure in front of him.

Seven or eight burly men, all of them with hulking backs and fleshy faces, did not look like good people at first glance. The two of them were holding Song Qingshu's horse vigorously.

The horse was kicking hard, but it couldn't stand the opponent's crowd, so it calmed down after being kicked a few times.

Song Qingshu saw that the group of people were vain, although they were all strong, but they didn't know any advanced martial arts, so they didn't take it to heart.He was about to punch him down one by one and grab his horse back.

Then I heard a man laughing triumphantly, "Our brothers are really lucky, we just got a beautiful girl yesterday, and today a good horse ran into our hands."

Another man spat, "We can't do that beautiful girl. The head of the family wants to be married to Mrs. Yazhai. Isn't she just a girl, and the head of the family is reluctant to part with it. Isn't it always wrapped in a quilt in the past?" of."

The man in front said again, "Don't complain, that one is different, she is the eldest lady from a famous and scholarly family, and her ancestors have been a high-ranking official."

"If it wasn't for her brother holding her in our hands, she would be so strong, tsk tsk."

Another man salivated and said, "Her brother is very good-looking, white and clean, and looks more beautiful than that mother."

There was an instant burst of laughter from the crowd, and there was that one who said quickly, "Tonight is a good day for the head of the family, we brothers might as well go and have fun with that little boy."

Song Qingshu was furious when he heard it from behind, he thought to himself that they were bandits who raped and plundered, and they couldn't be left to do harm to others.

This group of people dragged and pulled their horses away, and after walking a few dozen steps, they saw a young man with red lips and white teeth standing in front of him.

Hey, this man is so beautiful!Even more beautiful than the little boy caught in the stockade.As soon as the leading bandit thought about it, he saw the young man smiling leisurely.

And then, there was blood all over the sky, and his brothers didn't even yell, they just fell down with a thump, with blood bubbling from their necks, and they were still steaming!

The bandit was so frightened that he tripped over his left foot and sat down on the ground.

Song Qingshu sent those mountain thieves to meet the King of Hades each with a sword, leaving only the leader.

Song Qingshu slowly put the long sword on the man's neck, "Where is your village?"

The bandit swallowed twice, "I'm... I'm..." He looked around, and suddenly started to play a rogue, "If I tell you, you will definitely kill me. Anyway, sooner or later you will die." , why did you say that!"

Song Qingshu smiled lightly. It would be a joke if he could hold such a small character, "If you say it, you will be a hero. If you don't say it, you will be a dead person."

Song Qingshu stroked the man's neck twice with his long sword, "I was just looking for a place to do some business, but here is a poor place, which makes me unhappy."

"Just now you said that a beautiful girl was just found in the village?" Song Qingshu smiled, "If I go late and someone else takes it, I will be even more unhappy!"

The bandit understood in no time, it was because he was full of male thieves and female prostitutes, so naturally he couldn't think of the deep meaning in Song Qingshu's words.

As a result, he became more courageous, and immediately laughed twice, "Young master, don't worry about it. The head of the family said that we will get married at night. The stockade is not far from here, so we can't miss it."

Song Qingshu narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Can you guarantee it? If you make a mistake, I will scratch your skin."

"I can't miss it, I can't miss it." The bandit promised repeatedly, and then salivated, "The beauty also has a younger brother who looks even better."

Song Qingshu pretended to be perfunctory and satisfied, and the bandit took him back to the village.

It turns out that this poor mountain and bad water really have a hole in the sky.

Bypassing the two mountains, you can see several villages of different sizes scattered under the mountain from a distance.Song Qingshu looked at it from a distance, but he didn't think it was a place where bandits gathered.

Song Qingshu is extremely shrewd, and has obtained a lot of information along the way.Now he asked again, "You also built these villages?"

The bandit shook his head, "We are all foreigners. Later, the head of the family came. He is very skilled, can bring salt and food, and can establish relationships with the government, so we simply occupied this place together."

Song Qingshu understood when he heard it. He wanted to come here to be a few villages, but a group of strongmen came to occupy them and couldn't leave. If the local villagers couldn't beat them, they could only be bullied.

Song Qingshu became more and more disgusted in his heart. Seeing that he was on the ground, he questioned him a few more times, and ended the bandit with his sword.

Song Qingshu originally thought that the leader who was highly respected by this bandit could have great abilities, but he didn't expect that person to be just the incense master of the Haisha Gang, so he didn't even need to think about it, and he killed him directly with just thirty moves.

In fact, this is also because Song Qingshu has practiced first-class martial arts in the martial arts since he was a child, and he has worked harder in his two lives, and he is very experienced in fighting the enemy.

What surprised Song Qingshu was the bride in the wedding hall. Song Qingshu killed all the gangsters here. When he looked back, he saw this weak and slender bride holding a steel knife in both hands, and using all her strength to kill the gangsters. The body of the head was hacked to pieces.

As for her younger brother, although he looked very weak, he seemed to be thirteen or fourteen years old, but his eyes were bright and frightening, and he also held a knife in his hand, protecting the bride.

Song Qingshu searched inside and outside the house where the head lived, and found a few original villagers to identify them one by one. After confirming that no one had slipped through the net, he felt relieved.

At this time, the siblings knelt in front of Song Qingshu and kowtowed, the younger brother said, "Ye Xi thanked Mr. En for saving my siblings' lives."

Song Qingshu immediately went to support Ye Xi with both hands, and said, "Please get up quickly. People in the Jianghu see injustice, how can they turn a blind eye."

Ye Xi was just a frail scholar who had no strength to restrain a chicken, and she stood up involuntarily when Song Qingshu helped her up.The bride was still kneeling in the distance, and said, "My lord's kindness is like rebuilding. My sister and brother will always remember it."

Although Ye Xi was held by Song Qingshu and couldn't do obeisance anymore, she also asked, "Can you give me your surname Gao?"

Song Qingshu didn't intend to leave his name and surname, so he just smiled, "I will leave here at dawn, and you siblings depend on each other, so you should make plans early."

Ye Xi and his sister looked at each other, as if they wanted to say something, but they swallowed it down.

While talking, a white-haired old man from the group of villagers stood up, wearing a Confucian uniform, bowed deeply to Song Qingshu, and said, "Young man, you are our benefactor, old people shouldn't push themselves too far. Just for the sake of the people in these villages, please save them to the end."

The old man knelt down after speaking, and then the villagers behind him also knelt down one by one, there were dozens of them.

Song Qingshu hurriedly took two steps forward, "Old man, get up and talk quickly, you will kill this junior."

As Song Qingshu spoke, his eyes kept scanning the crowd.

At this glance, almost all the villagers, no matter men, women, old or young, are pale and emaciated, only their eyes are very bright.

The old man was forcefully supported by Song Qingshu. He sighed, looked around and said, "Young man, our place is in Huayuan County. The old man's surname is Fu. He is the head of the local Zhangmu Village. This is not the place to talk." , how about going to the old man's house to talk?"

Song Qingshu hesitated for a moment, but the bride dragged his younger brother to come forward, and said softly, "Young Xia, I will go with you with my younger brother, do you think it's okay?"

What she said was extremely presumptuous, but it was also a helpless move.Although the thief is dead now, she and her younger brother Ye Xi are outsiders after all, and a lot of family wealth has been placed in the robber's den.

If a villager had a bad intention, their siblings would die again.Besides, there are quite a few villagers in this village who can't marry a wife. Who knows if there will be so few people with ulterior motives?

Song Qingshu figured it out as soon as he thought about it, turned his head and smiled at the village chief, "Master Fu, there are tables and chairs in this house, so it's the same if you go in and say it."

Village Chief Fu has no objection either. For him, it is a good thing to keep Song Qingshu, and it is even more good that Song Qingshu is not a river and lake person who waits for his blood to rush to the top.

The village head is very knowledgeable, and he has something to say in every word.

It turns out that several nearby villages are quite far from the county seat, as long as they pay taxes on time, even if the taxes are heavier, they can live on.

I don't want these strong men to come here one after another three years ago, and after taking a fancy to these villages, they would do everything possible to occupy them.

On weekdays, bullying men and women, and colluding with the government, the villagers dare not speak out.

But two months ago, a wealthy businessman in the county wanted to build another courtyard, and for some reason, he persuaded the government to come here to catch laborers.

This group of strong men would like to have less labor force under their rule, and let the government arrest people.So much so that it was originally said to be fifty, but later a hundred people were arrested and left.

Not only that, but also came to the village from time to time to continue arresting people.If you ask where those people have gone before, they will naturally be exhausted.

The village chief said that the tears flowed freely, and if this continues, the nearby villages will have no way to survive.

After hearing this, Song Qingshu asked, "Master Fu, what are your plans?"

The village chief wiped away his tears and said, "Young man, the government will not give us a way to survive, but we are not willing to wait for death. In the past two years, I have talked to this group of strong people with excuses, and I learned that there are only two hundred officers and soldiers in the county."

"In the nearby villages, four to five hundred people can be organized. We thought..."

Song Qingshu narrowed his eyes, and slowly curled the corners of his lips, "Old man, have you thought about it? After going this way, there is no way to turn back."

"It's just that you have thought about it. Are you sure that everyone in the village thinks so?"

The village head's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly said, "We've all made up our minds. If it weren't for these strong people, we would have gone to join His Majesty Tianwan long ago."

Song Qingshu pondered for a while, then smiled, "Since this is the case, I have to do more. There are trained and regular officers and soldiers in the county town. If you want to fight down, you can't just rely on the number of people. Old man, you put all the soldiers who can fight Everyone gather, starting tomorrow, I will train for you."

The village head was overjoyed, and after being thanked for his kindness, he agreed on a time for military training, and gave Song Qingshu the new house arranged by the bandit leader, and even left two good-looking little village girls to take care of him, and then led them away.

Song Qingshu stood on the steps, looked at the backs of those villagers, and sighed in his heart.No matter how beautiful the words are, although the fact is that I want to live, my heart is all about prosperity and wealth.

The eyes of the village chief and most of the people are greedy, not simple and kind, let alone resisting being oppressed to the extreme.

The bride had been standing behind, now she came closer and said softly, "My lord, they have already planned."

Song Qingshu glanced at her, "Yeah, even if I don't come, they can still encourage those bandits."

Ye Xi also said, "They've seen what those robbers did, and they're used to getting something for nothing, so they yearn for these things."

Song Qingshu smiled slightly, "That's exactly the reason. Miss Ye, little brother Ye, I'm going to the county seat overnight, calculate the time, and come back at dawn, and I'll trouble you to cover it for me."

The bride pursed her lips and smiled, "Young master, don't worry."

Song Qingshu thanked him, then said, "Song Qingshu of the Wudang sect."

The bride also smiled and said, "Little girl Ye Yaohua."