[Yi Tian] It's not easy to be famous and decent

Mo Shenggu only found an opportunity to discuss the matter with Zhang Wuji early in the morning of the second day. He was upright and never kept his secrets. Not only did he tell what happened between Zhao Min and Zhou Zhiruo on Spirit Snake Island, but even Zhao Min I also expressed my doubts about him, and finally asked: "Wuji, who is good and who is evil between Miss Zhao and Zhou Zhiruo, do you know about it? And have you ever done what Miss Zhao said?" ?”

Zhang Wuji looked at the floating clouds in the sky with his hands behind his back, and remained silent all this time.After a long time, he sighed and said slowly: "Uncle Qi, I love Minmin, but I respect Zhiruo..." Seeing Mo Shenggu's sudden change of color, he seemed to be about to speak to persuade him, so he shook his hand slightly , said loudly. "She is the princess of Mongolia, and I am the leader of Mingjiao. Naturally, I know that there is absolutely no possibility between us. Now that the world is in ruins and the people are suffering, my love for Minmin is unforgettable, but it is only in this life. How can it compare to this The family and the country have made great achievements for thousands of years? If this is the case, why bother to procrastinate and be attached to it?"

Mo Shenggu couldn't help being silent for a while when he heard the words, although he knew from an early age that "a man only suffers from fame but not success, so why bother not to have a wife?".But when he heard his nephew Zhang Wuji tell him so bluntly that he wants Jiangshan but not beauty, his heart feels inexplicable. "The Spirit Snake Island..."

Zhang Wuji laughed, and said coldly: "Zhao Min is the princess of Mongolia, what is the truth, is it important?"

Mo Shenggu was furious immediately, and said sharply: "Zhu'er, but your cousin! How can you treat your mother?"

Zhang Wuji was indifferent, and slowly said word by word: "That's why Ah Li must have died at the hands of Princess Shaomin! The Mingjiao side shook hands with the six major sects to make peace. If there is any dispute over A Li's death, It will inevitably involve the Mingjiao Rebel Army. Then, where will the people of the world be placed?" When Zhang Wuji read the original work, he felt very ridiculous when the spider came back to life at the end of the plot.Zhang Wuji, the protagonist of the original novel, is a genius doctor who is even uncertain about the life and death of his relatives. What kind of genius doctor is he called?As for the spider crawling out of the grave, that is even more absurd.The seriously injured person was buried alive, but he was still alive, and he was able to escape the eyes and ears of the protagonist with the best martial arts in the world, and eavesdrop on his love conversation with Zhou Zhiruo.Presumably, the spider who died once must have achieved great feats and is unparalleled in the world.However, Zhang Wuji didn't want his cousin to really die. On Spirit Snake Island, he held a [-]-day paralysis for Zhu'er until he was sure that Zhu'er would never be able to come back from the dead. Then he buried her.Thinking of this, he couldn't help but took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice: "It's me, my cousin, who is sorry for Ah Li, I will apologize to her again in the world!"

Zhang Wuji replied like this, Mo Shenggu was speechless, and he said after a while: "Since that's the case, why do you have to marry Zhou Zhiruo? This head of Zhou is not what you think in your heart, do you know that Qingshu went to find her yesterday yes……"

"Since Seventh Uncle and Senior Brother Song have met Minmin, then Senior Brother Song must have gone to Zhiruo to verify whether Minmin's words are true or not, not because there is still love for Zhiruo." Before Mo Shenggu could speak After that, Zhang Wuji casually told the truth about yesterday.

Seeing Zhang Wuji so awake, Mo Shenggu couldn't help sneering repeatedly: "Since you know, why..."

"Seventh Uncle, did I force Zhi Ruo'an to confess to Senior Brother Song yesterday?" Zhang Wuji turned around and looked at Mo Shenggu calmly. "Senior brother Song seeks benevolence to obtain benevolence, so why bother to complain? Zhiruo is only telling such lies because she is afraid that I will suspect that she has something personal with senior brother Song."

Seeing the doubts everywhere, the truth is about to come out, but Zhang Wuji is still determined to excuse Zhou Zhiruo.Mo Shenggu couldn't help shaking his head sadly, and said in disbelief: "Wuji, why are you so temperamental? Not like your father, nor like your mother..."

"Seventh Uncle thinks that Wuji loves power and position, and wants to be emperor?" Zhang Wuji sneered contemptuously. Even if he was allowed to live in the palace, except for how many more women, how could other quality of life compare to what he had in the palace? modern life?Maybe it touched Zhang Wuji's mind, but he became agitated rarely. "Seventh Uncle knows, it's just..." However, after only half a sentence, he closed his eyes again and sighed silently. "...Seventh Uncle, one day, you will understand my intentions. I will prove that everything I have done is worthwhile. Even at that time, no matter whether it is merit or demerit, grievance or hatred, it will all be turned into one. Smash the dust!" After saying that, he didn't look at Mo Shenggu again, and just walked away.

That night, the Mingjiao Rebel Army held a grand banquet in Anqing City to celebrate the victory of capturing Anqing City, annihilating tens of thousands of troops, and awarding the leader of the Yuan Army, Borotmoor.Zhang Wuji was the leader of Mingjiao, so he naturally sat in the chair, and Zhou Zhiruo, as the future wife of the leader, also sat beside him.However, as soon as Fang opened the banquet, the first person Zhang Wuji wanted to respect was Song Qingshu, thanking him for saving the disciples of Maitreya Sect and Bailian Sect, and capturing Borotmoor.In the Battle of Anqing, if it wasn't for Song Qingshu, the Mingjiao Rebel Army would have lost everything.Thinking that this supporting role, who was even bad in the original novel, could have such talent in military affairs, Zhang Wuji was filled with emotion, and he only thought to himself: Being able to be valued by Grand Master for many years, with the strength of the entire Wudang School How could the head of the three generations who had a mutual trust in the future be such a worthless villain besides Lianzhan's beauty?After all, I am biased!He took a long breath, picked up his wine glass, stood up and said to Song Qingshu: "Song Shaoxia, you are the first to win the battle of Anqing! Thank you for saving the Mingjiao army. I will do it first as a respect!" The wine was drained in one gulp.

Zhang Wuji's internal strength is profound, these two sentences were slowly uttered, and all the heroes in the hall could hear them clearly.Seeing Zhang Wuji being so straightforward, they couldn't help applauding.

Song Qingshu stood up after him, and said in a loud voice: "Master Zhang, as you said, everyone is responsible for the rise and fall of the world! Why do you need to say thank you?" He smiled slightly, then raised his head and drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.

As soon as Song Qingshu uttered the sentence "Every man is responsible for the rise and fall of the world", the group of heroes in the hall became even more excited, and cheers continued one after another, pushing the atmosphere in the hall to a climax in an instant.

Seeing that Zhang Wuji had finished paying respects, Han Shantong, Xu Da, and Chang Yuchun stood up, raised their glasses at the same time and said loudly: "Song Shaoxia, we respect you, thank you for saving your life!"

The four of them drank a few cups, and the leaders of the Red Scarf Army and Maitreya Sect took turns to pay their respects.All of a sudden, the banquet hosted by the Mingjiao Rebel Army turned into Song Qingshu's celebration banquet.Song Qingshu knew that although these people were only proficient in martial arts, they were all heroes of the heaven and earth. When he saw them coming to toast, he would never refuse.He had just recovered from a serious illness, and he was a little pale, but now he was smelled of alcohol, his cheeks were slightly red, his eyes were bright, but he looked very energetic.

Seeing Song Qingshu's handsome face and gentle temper, without any trace of violent murderous intent, all the soldiers plucked up their guts, yelled and drank around him, and shouted loudly: "Song Shaoxia has used his troops! Well, sooner or later, I will tell the tartars to go back to their hometown!" This sentence was resounding, and all the soldiers immediately cheered again.

The beggar gang disciples also attended this feast.Although several elders of the Beggars' Clan are still worried about Song Qingshu's rioting about the division of the Beggars' Clan, they can't stop their disciples from admiring Song Qingshu. Mo Shenggu.Although the Beggars' Gang and the Mingjiao once had a quarrel, they also shared weal and woe in Anqing City. The disciples of the Beggars' Gang also helped rescue the Red Scarf Army at the siege of Mount Meng. Mutual respect.The group of heroes in the hall pushed cups and changed cups, they were already in a mess, just trying to catch and kill people they knew well, the cheers and persuasion were even louder.The majestic voice reached the sky, almost toppling the roof, and the atmosphere couldn't help being more harmonious.

Seeing the joy of everyone in the hall, although Song Qingshu was surrounded like stars holding the moon, even Zhang Wuji was surrounded by many Mingjiao disciples toasting and complimenting him. Sadly.At this moment, she actually remembered what happened yesterday.After Song Qingshu left, Zhou Zhiruo saw that Zhang Wuji was still looking gloomy, thinking that he suspected that he hadn't told the truth in order to protect his name, but it was extremely rare to have a few warm words with Zhang Wuji.Unexpectedly, Zhang Wuji didn't appreciate it, he just shook his head and sighed: "Zhiruo, Senior Brother Song treats you with sincerity, even if you put him to death today, he will not say no. Although I am not very friendly with him , but he is my senior brother after all!" After all, he didn't mention whether he believed her innocent or would be sad if he ignored her, and walked out.

Zhou Zhiruo didn't know what was going on in the man's mind, so Zhang Wuji was afraid when he saw Zhou Zhiruo's method of judging the situation.He is also a man, if one day Zhou Zhiruo treats him with no more affection, how can he know that Song Qingshu's today, which he can't argue with, is not his tomorrow?

Until the moon was in the sky, Song Qingshu slipped out of the hall like a thief.In the Battle of Anqing, he was the first one. Everyone wanted to have a drink with him. Song Qingshu had a heavy drinking capacity and he was just recovering from a serious illness. How could he bear the enthusiasm of Qunhao?Fortunately, two senior uncles, Yin Liting and Mo Shenggu, felt sorry for him and volunteered to block the wine for him, so Song Qingshu escaped.However, even with Yin Liting and Mo Shenggu standing in the way, Song Qingshu had already drunk a lot at this time, and when he left the hall, he was blown by the night wind outside, Song Qingshu only felt a headache, he couldn't help but stretch out his hand to hold his forehead, and swayed in a daze It took two steps to stand still, and gradually regained strength.Just as he was about to step back to his tent, in the darkness, there was a slender figure walking towards him slowly, and a gentle voice that he had dreamed about rang softly in his ears. "Song Shaoxia, can I take a step to speak?"

Song Qingshu took a deep breath of the wind outside, and gradually got rid of the smell of wine and meat. He calmed down and looked at Zhou Zhiruo, with a respectful expression: "I don't know what advice Master Zhou has?"

Zhou Zhiruo smiled slightly, stepped forward, and took Song Qingshu to stand in front of the hall.Song Qingshu glanced back at the brightly lit hall behind him, and immediately knew that the reason why Zhou Zhiruo chose this place to talk was to show the innocence between the two of them.Thinking of this, his expression became even more unpredictable, and he only smiled to himself.

"I know you have met Zhao Min, and she is not dead yet." Zhou Zhiruo looked at Song Qingshu calmly and said softly, "This demon girl harmed my master, and she is my eternal life and death enemy. Even Senior Brother Song was humiliated by her, so Senior Brother Song must have never forgotten it."

Song Qingshu smiled lightly, and said in a low voice: "I really haven't forgotten."

"She is the princess of Mongolia, and the enemy of the Han people all over the world! Now that brother Wuji is the leader of Mingjiao, the burden of expelling the Tartars and restoring the Han Dynasty is falling on his shoulders. Zhao Min tried to seduce Wuji with her beauty Brother, let him forget the blood feud of our Han people, such intentions are even more sinful!"

Song Qingshu closed his eyes slowly, and said again: "What Master Zhou said is indeed reasonable!"

Zhou Zhiruo should have been happy that Song Qingshu obeyed.Unexpectedly, at this time, a look of pity and sadness suddenly appeared on her face, and she said softly: "Why doesn't Zhiruo understand how Brother Song treats me? It's just the love of love, Zhiruo, Zhiruo..." She turned her face slowly, as if she couldn't bear to see Song Qingshu's face.But seeing the crystal clear teardrops slowly rolling down her face, it was like a lotus with morning dew swaying slightly in the wind, her complexion was delicate and beautiful.

At this time, the wind is windy and the moon is clear and beautiful. Song Qingshu and Zhou Zhiruo are both outstanding people, and now they stand opposite each other, just like a couple of gods.Song Qingshu lowered his head and smiled, and said: "Master Zhou, the past is over, don't need to mention it again!"

"Senior Brother Song said so," Zhou Zhiruo was obviously taken aback by Song Qingshu's decisiveness.However, after only a moment, she regained her composure, and said softly, "Shi Jun has no wife, but Luo Fu has a husband. Senior Brother Song and Brother Wuji are from the same family, and we...have no destiny after all." Said Forget it, she bowed slightly to Song Qingshu, then turned and left without any hesitation.

Song Qingshu stood there and looked at her for a long time, that was once the person he loved deeply, that figure that made him toss and turn but couldn't find it, that relationship that once made him extremely sweet and painful, finally disappeared. "Miss Zhou!" He suddenly raised his voice to stop her, and said sincerely, "Thank you!" At least in this life, you have finally fulfilled me!

Zhou Zhiruo turned around in surprise when she heard the words, but saw Song Qingshu's expression relaxed and unrestrained.She couldn't understand it, and she didn't want to delve into it, so she left without answering.

Song Qingshu took two deep breaths, only to feel a sense of relief in his chest, his eyes suddenly opened up, and he was so excited that he almost wanted to shout twice to celebrate.But at this moment, an arm was suddenly put on his shoulder, and Mo Shenggu, smelling of alcohol, came to his ear and asked in a low voice, "What else did you say?"

Song Qingshu hurriedly turned around, only to see that Mo Shenggu's face was flushed and his figure was swaying, obviously drinking a lot.Beside Mo Shenggu, Sixth Aunt was supporting Sixth Uncle, Yin Liting's drinking capacity was smaller than Mo Shenggu's, and he was already unconscious.Madam Yin was worried about her husband, she just stared at Song Qingshu and asked sharply, "Are you confused?"

Song Qingshu shook his head hastily, at this time Mrs. Yin didn't care to delve into it, seeing him shaking his head, she said in satisfaction: "Take care of your seventh uncle!" Helping her husband to leave.

Song Qingshu supported Mo Shenggu all the way back to the camp, sent him to lie down on the couch, just took a wet towel and covered his forehead when Mo Shenggu grabbed his wrist.Song Qingshu saw that Mo Shenggu's eyes were blurred, he seemed drunk and half awake, so he couldn't help calling out in a low voice: "Seventh Uncle?"

Mo Shenggu stared at him intently, and asked after a long time, "Do you still like her?"

Song Qingshu couldn't help laughing, and said softly: "Uncle Qi, I don't like her, but I can see it clearly now." Song Qingshu didn't know when he stopped loving Zhou Zhiruo.Maybe it was when he was in Wan'an Temple, he guessed that Zhou Zhiruo had watched him fight for her in the previous life, but he always pretended not to know it; maybe it was because he was busy practicing martial arts and helping the victims for many years since his rebirth, Zhou Zhiruo had never been seen before. It appeared in front of his eyes; or maybe it was the moment when he died in the last life, his heart was as dead and ashes as before.For so many years, I have been brooding on my heart, and what's more, I am not reconciled.

"Nonsense!" Mo Shenggu didn't believe him, he only hated iron and steel, "The injury was on her hand, and I have to cover it up for her."

Song Qingshu smiled shyly, and said seriously: "This is the last time. Now that I have figured it out, I can see it clearly! She...she..." At this point, Song Qingshu couldn't help being slightly taken aback. To judge a woman.

Unexpectedly, the drunk Mo Shenggu was far more straightforward than Song Qingshu, he sneered contemptuously, and said in a low voice: "She is not good enough for you!" Then he stretched out his hand to caress Song Qingshu's cheek, jokingly. "Thanks to Dr. Xi's excellent medical skills, otherwise, how would you, the chief of the three generations of Wudang, see people today?" As he spoke, a trace of pity appeared in his eyes. "Your mother passed away early, thanks to your sixth aunt. But her attack is too heavy!"

Song Qingshu's eyes became hot, he stared blankly at Mo Shenggu for a while, and suddenly said in a low voice: "Uncle Qi, thank you!"

"Silly boy, I'm your seventh uncle, thank you?" Mo Shenggu burped suddenly, and he was about to fall asleep with the smell of alcohol.In a drowsy state, he frowned in pain, as if he was thinking about something important, and after a while he said vaguely: "After returning to Wudang, I told your father that I want to find a marriage for you. My girl If I can help you and take care of you, I will be able to rest assured!" As soon as the words fell, he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

When Song Qingshu heard Mo Shenggu's request to choose his nephew and daughter-in-law, his expression was suffocated, and he thought to himself: If he can help me and manage me, wouldn't he be another seventh uncle?Thinking of Zhou Zhiruo and Aunt Six again, he couldn't help feeling deeply that maybe becoming a Taoist priest would be an excellent choice!Song Qingshu took off his clothes, shoes and socks for Mo Shenggu, covered him with a quilt, sat on the head of the bed again, stared at him for a long time, and finally sighed in a low voice: "Uncle Seven, I have never done that to you..."

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