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

The day Song Qingshu returned to Wudang was at the time of Grain Grain. The sky was high and the clouds were clear and the sky was clear. The farmers at the foot of Wudang Mountain were taking advantage of the good weather to harvest wheat.Because this year's Tiangong Zuomei wheat is growing well, and the Wudang faction has always been light on corvees and low on taxes, the farmers are busy even if they are busy.Song Qingshu has been in charge of Wudang's general affairs for these years and often walks down the mountain. Many farmers know him well and come up to greet him one after another.Seeing Zhang Wuji returning to Wudang with him, he even brought his helpers, and many old people held his hand and whispered: "If you were in a normal family, you would be the eldest son and grandson, and you should inherit the family. Ye. Although the Wudang sect is said to be a Taoist sect, it can’t be justified in today’s affairs. It’s good for Song Shaoxia to come back. In the future, he must be filial to his elders and guard the family business, and don’t let others take advantage of the loopholes!”

Most of these old people were the first batch of Yellow River victims taken in by the Wudang faction in the 11th year of Zhengzheng. It can be said that Song Qingshu grew up watching them.Over the years, Song Qingshu has worked so hard to help the victims. They also take it seriously. Naturally, their heart is for Song Qingshu, but they dislike Zhang Wuji very much.But they didn't know that Zhang Wuji and others had great martial arts, no matter how much they whispered, they had already listened to these words verbatim.

The farmers all turned their hearts towards him, Song Qingshu was naturally moved, but when he thought of these words, the old people thought they knew each other, but in fact everyone knew it, but they couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, so they just cupped their hands and said: "Qingshu remembers the old man's teachings, in the future Be filial to your elders and don't make them worry."

However, he didn't know that Fan Yao and Wei Yixiao had been stunned by the momentum of the Wudang faction for a long time, and their feelings were inexplicable, how could they bother to laugh at him?Everyone lives and works in peace and contentment, and there are a small number of Wudang rebels in thin armor patrolling and maintaining law and order between the fields. If there are disputes between farmers, Wudang disciples will handle them impartially. Boys give lectures, and they can hear the sound of books when they are slack in the fields.How is this scene different from Xanadu?Seeing this situation, Fan Yao and Wei Yixiao secretly admired it.The Mingjiao Rebel Army is now sweeping the world, but if they want to do this hard work, they may not be able to match the Wudang faction.And when you think about it carefully, Song Qingshu was only 15 years old when the Wudang faction started doing these things.Helping the world and calming the people, and leading the army in conquests, he is so good at everything, it is no wonder that the people rumored that he is the most respected in the world.

After saying goodbye to those farmers, there were many disciples of the third generation of Wudang coming down to meet Wudang Mountain. Ye Qingquan was naturally the one who ran at the front.It has been more than half a year since Song Qingshu ran away from home this time. Ye Qingquan can be said to have been thinking about him day and night. Seeing that Song Qingshu had lost a lot of weight at this time, he was taken aback for a moment, and then threw himself directly into Song Qingshu's arms Weeping and asked: "Brother Song, are you sick? How did you become like this?"

When Ye Qingquan cried like this, Song Qingshu was speechless for a moment, and he said after a long time: "Brother Song has hands and feet, and he is standing in front of you properly?"

Unexpectedly, Ye Qingquan snorted coldly, and said angrily: "Your body is skinny, and you owe it to your parents. Senior Brother Song doesn't care about himself like this, it's really unfilial!"

As soon as Ye Qingquan said this, Song Qingshu was stunned, but Yin Liting, his wife and Mo Shenggu beside him burst out laughing.Unexpectedly, before Ye Qingquan finished speaking, she was already using her hands and feet to climb onto him.Song Qingshu subconsciously stretched out his arms to hug him, and muttered helplessly: "Qingquan, you are 13 years old..."

"After Grand Master left the customs, he met many Wudang tenants. He carefully asked about the current business of the Wudang faction. He also watched Senior Brother Feng practice the rebel army. After Senior Brother Feng was ordered to look for you, Grand Master often met Mr. Song, Mr. Yang, and Shuyue Cheng. See, I don't know what to say. Brother Song will meet Grand Master later, so be careful when you deal with it!" Ye Qingquan wrapped his arms around Song Qingshu's neck, quickly explained these few words and jumped off Song Qingshu's body , He frowned and continued, "If you don't hug me, don't hug me. I'm so full of bones that I'm still panicking!"

Ye Qingquan spoke these few words so lightly and quickly that no one except Song Qingshu heard them clearly.However, Yin Liting, his wife and Mo Shenggu couldn't laugh anymore after hearing Ye Qingquan's last sentence.

As soon as everyone went up to Wudang Mountain, they saw Song Yuanqiao and other Wudang heroes waiting under the dripping eaves.Seeing Song Yuanqiao looking at him eagerly and expectantly, Song Qingshu's heart became hot, and he immediately stepped forward and knelt down in front of Song Yuanqiao, softly saying: "Daddy, the child is back!"

Song Yuanqiao just saw it from a distance, and felt that his son had lost a lot of weight after being separated for a long time.Seeing Song Qingshu kneeling in front of him at this time, he hastily stretched out his hands to support his arms, feeling deeply that the bony body under his palm was rather light.Song Qingshu ran away from home after arguing with him, Song Yuanqiao was very annoyed.But when he saw his son at this time, his anger turned into a sigh at the corner of his mouth, and he only whispered: "It's good to be back, it's good to be back!"

Song Qingshu heard Song Yuanqiao's strange voice and couldn't help looking up at him. After half a year, Song Yuanqiao had already added a few silver threads to his head, but the way he looked at him was still gentle and kind. Half of the meaning of blame.Song Qingshu's eyes were slightly red, and he choked with sobs and said, "I haven't seen you for a long time, but my dad has been relieved. The child's willful behavior makes dad worry. It's the child's unfilial piety!"

Song Yuanqiao brought up Song Qingshu since he was a child, how could he not know that if he puts all his heart into pleasing others, he can always do things the best?However, the person in front of him is his flesh and blood after all. Seeing his remorseful and distressed expression now, Song Yuanqiao felt both iron and regret in his heart. How could he care about it? He pulled him up from the ground with all his strength, and sighed softly : "As long as you live well in the future, Daddy won't ask for anything!"

Song Qingshu was even more moved by what Song Yuanqiao said, and couldn't help holding his hand and shouting in a low voice: "Daddy..."

The Wudang sect had long been used to this father and son being so nasty, but Zhang Wuji was the only one who looked on coldly, but he couldn't help being jealous.However, he also knows that the so-called incompleteness of the world and lack of personnel, since he has made a choice, some things can no longer be forced.Thinking of this, he only smiled slightly, then stepped forward to greet Yu Lianzhou and the others, and introduced Zhou Zhiruo's new identity to them.

How do you know that Zhang Wuji's second, third, and fourth uncles didn't come to congratulate him immediately after hearing the news, but stole a glance at Song Qingshu.It wasn't until seeing Song Qingshu and Song Yuanqiao's father and son chatting happily, that they didn't seem to care about Zhang Wuji's and Zhou Zhiruo's marriage, that they regained their composure and congratulated them in unison.

Song Qingshu met Song Yuanqiao, and blushed to salute several masters and uncles.Yu Daiyan and Zhang Songxi felt funny when they saw his awkward appearance. They always loved Song Qingshu, so how could they speak harsh words?Only Yu Lianzhou, who was upright by nature, said with a straight face: "Don't be so willful and reckless in the future!" Seeing Song Qingshu nod obediently, he also laughed.This smile is much more hearty than congratulating Zhang Wuji just now.

Zhang Wuji felt a little uncomfortable with the performance of the Wudang heroes, but Zhou Zhiruo secretly hated him.During her trip, she saw that the whole Wudang sect and the tenants of Wudang were all devoted to Song Qingshu. It was clear that they had run away from home and were still looking forward to it so earnestly.Her elder brother Wuji lost his parents when he was young, and now he is the leader of Mingjiao by his own ability. He is responsible for expelling the Tartars, but no one cares.

They chatted for a while under the dripping eaves, and teased around Rongyang for a while, then a Taoist Tong Lingxi came forward to report: Zhang Sanfeng is already waiting in Zixiao Palace, please go and meet each other.

Hearing this, a group of people immediately went to Zixiao Hall.In Zixiao Hall, Zhang Sanfeng was already seated, but there were actually two people sitting beside him, Song Lian, a famous scholar in China, and Cheng Liyan, the father of Mrs. Yin.Seeing Zhang Sanfeng still blushing and standing tall, Song Qingshu and Zhang Wuji felt comforted, and hurried forward to kowtow to him.Rong Yang was still young, so he was hugged by his mother and bowed.

Seeing that his three direct disciples are all safe, Zhang Sanfeng felt even more comforted, he just raised his hands and said: "Get up, get up!"

When Zhang Sanfeng said something, Song Qingshu and Zhang Wuji both claimed it, so they stood up.Mrs. Yin took a step forward and handed Rong Yang to Zhang Sanfeng.Seeing Zhang Sanfeng teasing Rongyang, Zhang Wuji dragged Zhou Zhiruo forward to report the marriage.Zhang Sanfeng was even more happy when he heard the words, he only stroked his beard and repeatedly sighed that the Zhang family's incense will continue after Cuishan.

It is rare for Zhang Sanfeng to call his disciples back to Wudang so solemnly, everyone knows that he must have a major decision.Therefore, after talking about the old relationship for a while, Mrs. Yin carried Rong Yang down, and everyone stood respectfully at His Highness, waiting for Zhang Sanfeng's orders.Unexpectedly Zhang Sanfeng looked around in this hall, he suddenly sighed and talked about the past. "As a teacher, I was an orphan since I was a child. He was placed outside the Shaolin Temple when he was still a baby. He was brought up by his mentor, Zen Master Jueyuan. When he was young, his mentor passed away, and the Shaolin school said that I would get a prize if I secretly learned Shaolin martial arts. I punish the crime. The female hero Guo Xiang of the Emei faction took pity on my loneliness and advised me to follow her father, Guo Jing Guo Daxia. I traveled all the way to Hubei, and accidentally heard a young couple talking. I still remember those words, she said "There is nothing important except death. Do you have to rely on others? A man should work hard to strengthen himself." Therefore, he settled down in this Wudang Mountain and devoted himself to practicing the "Nine Suns Divine Art" taught by his teacher. It was not until I was more than 40 years old that I started to develop some ideas. Since this mountain is called 'Wudang Mountain', I opened a sect called 'Wudang School'. The first disciple I accepted after I established the school was Yuan Qiao." Zhang Sanfeng's nature With an open-minded heart and a clean heart, he didn't feel embarrassed when he told all these past events in front of his disciples.

Seeing Zhang Sanfeng's gentle gaze turned to him, Song Yuanqiao's heart felt hot, and he just stepped forward and shouted: "Master!" He was also an orphan, and was thrown out of the Wudang sect.If it wasn't for the master who brought him up and taught him martial arts, he would have long since lost his whereabouts.However, compared to Zhang Sanfeng's experience, he was extremely lucky.Zen master Jueyuan passed away when Zhang Sanfeng was young, and his life was like duckweed drifting in the wind.At that time, the Shaolin faction was very powerful, and they accused him of being a Shaolin traitor, so who would dare to make friends with him?He settled down in Wudang Mountain, lived in a cave in the mountain, drank the mountain spring thirsty, and ate wild fruits hungry. It can be seen.However, he is optimistic by nature and always laughs. He never suffers from it, and he never has any resentment towards the Shaolin School.Although Song Yuanqiao said that his parents had no relationship, Zhang Sanfeng took care of him like a son, passed on his martial arts and taught him the principles of life until today.

Zhang Sanfeng looked at Song Yuanqiao gently, and said quietly: "At that time, there were only you and my master and apprentice in the Wudang sect, and it was a meal to go to the mountains to catch a chicken. Later, there was a lotus boat, and Yuanqiao became a senior brother. Leave the chicken legs to Lianzhou. You brothers are in harmony, and I am happy for the teacher."

Yu Lianzhou was also recalled by Zhang Sanfeng's words, and continued: "Brother is kind-hearted, Lianzhou thought at that time that if he has a junior in the future, he must take care of him like a big brother."

Yu Daiyan sighed softly, and said: "I thought the drumstick was a rule, so I gave it to the fourth brother when he came."

But Zhang Songxi said bitterly: "Fifth brother doesn't appreciate it, he insists that he likes to eat duck, so let me give him a duck leg!" When Zhang Songxi said this, everyone laughed.After a while, their eyes were red again.

Zhang Sanfeng's eyes were also red, he silently recited "Cuishan" twice, after a while he finally smiled sadly, and said again: "As a teacher, it is a blessing from previous life to have you seven disciples. Among the disciples, Cui Shan has the best understanding, and he has the instinct to pass on my mantle, and I don't want...to die young." Then, he looked up at Zhang Wuji, waved to him, "Wuji, come here."

Zhang Wuji hurried up a few steps, knelt down in front of Zhang Sanfeng, and said softly, "Grand Master!"

Zhang Sanfeng looked at him lovingly, stretched out his hand to gently stroke his neck. "Your father only has your flesh and blood. At that time, your parents died and you were seriously injured. Among the three generations of disciples, I love you the most. Do you understand?"

"Wuji understands!" Zhang Wuji replied immediately, he was not born with a hard heart, and his eyes were already hot at this time.

"Now that you have recovered from your injuries, and you are the leader of the Ming Cult, leading the rebel army to fight against the Yuan court, you can achieve such an achievement, and I will have an explanation when I meet your father in the future." Zhang Sanfeng looked at him and said with a smile , with a look of comfort and joy.

Zhang Wuji was not impressed, he just shook his head with tears in his eyes and said, "Why did Tai Shifu say that? Tai Shifu will surely live a long life and enjoy happiness forever!"

Unexpectedly, Zhang Sanfeng couldn't help laughing when he heard this, and joked: "Who in this world can live for thousands of years without dying, wouldn't he become a tortoise? Wuji, your qualifications are higher than your father's, and now you have learned from my Wudang School." Taijiquan and Taijijian are two martial arts, if you can master Wudang in the future, you will definitely be able to carry forward Wudang martial arts!" Having said this, he looked at Song Qingshu who was standing silently beside him. "However, the Wudang faction is not what it used to be. Although Grand Master said that he has accepted seven disciples, even if he is half a child, three or five chickens are enough for a meal. But now the momentum of the Wudang faction is so great. Fifty thousand chickens are not enough. In the 11th year of Zhengzheng, the Yellow River flooded, and Qingshu proposed to use the profits of merchants to help the victims. In the blink of an eye, seven years have passed, and Wudang has taken in more than 30 people over the years. Wudang has to do every year The business can't be less than one million taels. This family has a big business. It's no longer the time for the teacher to find a broken temple and hang a plaque at will, so that he can call himself the founder of the mountain. This kind of family business is far beyond what the teacher thought in his heart. The entanglements between the various parties cannot be settled by Yuan Qiao giving up a chicken leg. If the teacher asks himself if he can't solve it, Yuan Qiao, you can't either."

Song Yuanqiao blushed for a while, and immediately bowed and said: "The apprentice is incompetent, and I have failed the master's entrustment." During this period of time, Song Qingshu first ran away from home, and then Zhang Wuji was driven away by Feng Mozhi. Only then did Song Yuanqiao truly realize these things The weight of the burden on his son in the past few years is by no means an understatement like what he said to himself on weekdays.

Zhang Sanfeng shook his hands and laughed loudly when he heard the words, and said loudly: "Yuanqiao, it's not that you are incompetent, but that your son is too capable!" After speaking, he waved to Song Qingshu again, "Qingshu..."

Song Qingshu took two steps forward, bowed to Zhang Sanfeng, and said calmly: "Grand Master, Qingshu is here."

Zhang Sanfeng looked at him with a smile, and said with emotion: "These days, Taishifu often visits the people at the foot of the mountain. It is certainly expected by Taishifu that they praise you, but the most valuable thing is that they always talk about you. It's 'Our Wudang Clan'! At that time, Grand Master thought that if he could save someone's life, it would be all right to ask Grand Master to sell it on the street. I don't want you to do better than what Tai Master thought. It is you who treat each other with all your heart. That's why we became a family with them. Qingshu, as the head of the three generations of Wudang, you should understand that Grand Master and all your martial uncles want you to be the head of Wudang?"

Song Qingshu lowered his head and said, "Qingshu understands."

"What you have done over the years has lived up to the prestige of Wudang, but today's Wudang sect is no longer a pure martial arts sect. To assume the responsibility of being the head of the sect, it is by no means just relying on martial arts to be popular. Qingshu, the master now The Grand Master still wants to belong to you, and the many people of the Wudang Sect also want to belong to you, all your masters..."

Before Zhang Sanfeng finished speaking, all Wudang heroes stepped forward at the same time, saying in unison: "Master, we also want to belong to Qingshu!"

Seeing that Zhang Sanfeng and other senior uncles are so firm in their stance towards him, Song Qingshu couldn't help but his eyes warmed up, and he only cried out with tears: "Great Master..."

Zhang Sanfeng reached out his hand lovingly to wipe away the tears in Song Qingshu's eyes, and sighed in a low voice: "Qingshu, you have not been as resolute as your brother Wuji since you were young. You always cry when you are in trouble, and you don't want to grow up. It's all your fault that your father and your senior uncles spoiled you!"

Song Qingshu's face was flushed by Zhang Sanfeng's words, and after a while, he defended in a low voice unconvinced: "Grand Master loves Junior Brother Wuji, so naturally he is better than me in everything. If Junior Brother Wuji also likes to cry, Grand Master must Be even more sympathetic!" Song Qingshu loved to bicker with others since he was a child, and even with his elders, he never suffered any disadvantages.It wasn't until his rebirth that he gradually changed his temper.I don't want to have a rare illness today, but as soon as I said these words, Zhang Sanfeng was blocked again!

Seeing that the master was blocked and had nothing to say, the Wudang heroes had already sniggered to themselves.Even Zhang Sanfeng thought back to Song Qingshu's words for a while, knowing that what he said was indeed reasonable, he was also dumbfounded.Only Song Yuanqiao really couldn't see it, and immediately shouted: "Qingshu, be presumptuous!"

Before Song Yuanqiao finished speaking, Zhang Sanfeng frowned dissatisfiedly and said: "Yuanqiao, our teacher's family has a blind date, but you are a disappointment, and everything follows the rules..."

Hearing the words, Song Yuanqiao's face was filled with innocence, and he couldn't laugh or cry and said: "Master, Qingshu is really...really..."

"The upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked!" Wei Yixiao, who had been watching coldly for a long time, finally sighed helplessly. He knew why Song Qingshu was sometimes polite and polite like a son of a famous family, and sometimes he was arrogant and willful. No one can restrain him.Youngest son, eldest grandson, the lifeblood of the old man.Their teaching advocates Wuji, after all, it is one level worse than Song Qingshu.

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Director: Ordinary bear children always have bear parents!

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