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

Song Qingshu's powerful palm was beyond the tolerance of an ordinary martial artist like Zhu Yuanzhang. One side of his cheek was swollen, he coughed twice, and suddenly spit out a few bloody teeth.Seeing that Song Qingshu's sharp sword was already pointing at his throat, but a slight flick of the opponent's wrist could kill him, Zhu Yuanzhang's back immediately broke out in dense cold sweat.Suddenly he burst out laughing, and said loudly: "Song Shaoxia is right! I want to be the emperor! Only because I become the emperor, poor people like me will have a bright future!"

Song Qingshu's eyebrows moved slightly, but he didn't speak.

Zhu Yuanzhang saw that his expression was a little slow, so he took a breath and said bitterly: "I am a commoner, I was born in poverty and I can't read big characters, and I don't even know what orthodox world and Han family blood are mentioned by you Jianghu people. All I ask is nothing more. It is parents who live and work in peace, wives are virtuous and sons are filial. However, when there was a severe drought in Huaiyou, those officials were all greedy, regardless of whether the people lived or died. My parents and relatives starved to death. They wanted to bury their relatives, but they didn’t even have a piece of land that belonged to them. No! The world is so big, the soul is lingering, but the parents have nothing to do, and the ambition is desolate. How do you understand? Song Shaoxia, you have been well-clothed and well-fed since you were young. There are so many poor people like Zhu Yuanzhang in the world, what can I add to the world! We have nothing but one life to join the rebel army. I only hope that one day the day will change, and the people will no longer suffer. But the leader Zhang Emphasize the use of Confucian scholars. Those Confucian scholars were officials in the Yuan court, and they are still officials after entering the Mingjiao! The military exploits I saved by throwing my head and blood can not benefit future generations. After three generations, my descendants will still be the head of Guizhou, and they will still be enslaved by those officials. .Since they are destined to be enslaved for generations, what is the difference between Tartars and Han people? I don’t agree! Why is the head of Guizhou always the head of Guizhou, and the officials are always officials? If the rules of the world are like this, I will change the rules!”

Zhu Yuanzhang is just an ordinary martial artist with ugly appearance and vulgar speech, let alone comparing with Song Qingshu and Zhang Wuji, any Wudang disciple present is better than him.But when he said these words, he was upright and loud, and everyone was moved by his momentum, and no one spoke to him for a while.

As soon as Song Qingshu didn't answer him, he only turned his gaze to Zhang Wuji, and said coldly: "Zhang Wuji, death is imminent, do you have anything else to say?"

Zhang Wuji kept his eyes closed and adjusted his breath, paying no attention to the people and things around him.Hearing Song Qingshu's question, he slowly opened his eyes, and calmly said: "Kill me, let the rebels of Maitreya Sect and Bailian Sect go. I guarantee that they will obey your orders in the future and swear allegiance to you to the death! The monarchy is definitely not a solution. This is a good recipe for the change of the dynasty, the separation of powers, please consider carefully. After I die, please take care of my adoptive father, and there is no need for him to know the news of my death, so as not to make him sad."

Zhu Yuanzhang's heart sank when he heard the question and answer between Song Qingshu and Zhang Wuji.Zhang Wuji and Song Qingshu are from the same family, even if Song Qingshu refuses to be merciful and spare his life, how can he let himself go?Sure enough, Song Qingshu was also indifferent to what Zhang Wuji said, and said indifferently: "Okay, I promise you!" Seeing a flash of sword light, the long sword in his hand immediately pierced Zhang Wuji's throat.

Seeing that this sword was about to kill Zhang Wuji, Song Yuanqiao rushed forward, grabbed Song Qingshu's wrist tightly, and shouted loudly: "Qingshu, stop!" Song Yuanqiao's martial arts is also very good, Song Qingshu was blocked by him , the sword's edge immediately froze in the middle, unable to advance an inch.Song Yuanqiao was silent for a while, he found a reason, and said dryly: "Wuji is also your junior brother!"

Song Qingshu was not surprised to see Song Yuanqiao come forward to stop him. He looked at Song Yuanqiao calmly, then slowly turned to Zhang Wuji, and asked softly, "Zhang Wuji, tell yourself, do you still have the right to call yourself a Wudang disciple?"

In the past two years, Zhang Wuji's calculations have been exhaustive, no matter the Yuan court or the Mingjiao are included in his calculations, the only thing that was wrong was the power struggle within the Red Turban Army, which caused Haoshiqiao to fail, and the Wudang rebels suffered heavy casualties.Hearing Song Qingshu's question, he couldn't help but smile shyly, and said in a low voice: "Master, let go!" As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly stretched out his hand to hold his chest, bowed his head and spit out blood.Obviously, Song Qingshu's two palms injured him seriously, and he still hasn't recovered.

Song Yuanqiao still wanted to speak, but there was another sound of fighting and exclamation behind him.At this time, all the Wudang disciples standing on the top of the mountain, Song Yuanqiao and his son hurriedly turned their heads away when they heard the sound, but they saw Fan Yao, the Right Envoy of the Mingjiao, and Wei Yixiao, the Qingyi Bat King, also appeared on the top of the mountain at some time.It turned out that the battle between Song Qingshu and Zhang Wuji touched people's hearts just now. Wei Yixiao and Fan Yao saw that most of the Wudang disciples were focusing on the mountain and their surveillance was relaxed, so they relied on their deep internal strength to sneak into the water and sneak up on the shore .The two originally planned to use their martial arts to create chaos and find opportunities for their own rebels to break through.Not wanting Zhang Wuji, who had never been defeated since he came out of the rivers and lakes, to lose to Song Qingshu's men, the two of them hurried up the mountain to save the savior, regardless of others.Seeing that Song Qingshu was going to take Zhang Wuji's life, and Song Yuanqiao tried his best to stop him, they took this opportunity to attack the Wudang disciples standing aside.The two of them are highly skilled in martial arts, and they launched a sneak attack. All the disciples were caught off guard because they didn't notice for a moment.Fortunately, the Wudang Rebel Army has frequently fought in these years, and the Wudang heroes are concerned about the safety of their disciples, and the examination of their martial arts is even stricter.Although the disciples panicked, they reacted quickly and formed a sword formation to surround Fan Yao and Wei Yixiao.Seeing that Wudang disciples are so good, Fan Yao couldn't help but smile bitterly by teaching them.But Wei Yixiao relied on his lightness kungfu to come and go without a trace, and with two swords in his body, he snatched a disciple from the Wudang sword formation and held him hostage.

Seeing Song Qingshu turned his head, Wei Yixiao immediately shouted loudly: "Song Qingshu, let the leader of our sect go, and I will spare your Wudang disciple's life!" Immediately groaned.However, this moan was only half a groan before he steadfastly suppressed it, and glared at Wei Yixiao with hatred, his expression extremely rebellious.

Wei Yi just finished his joke, and Fan Yao interjected again: "Song Daxia, the leader of my sect is the only bloodline of Zhang Wuxia of your sect!"

Song Yuanqiao prevented Song Qingshu from killing Zhang Wuji because he was thinking of his younger brother who died young, but now seeing that people in the Ming Cult actually hijacked his disciple to intercede, his face turned cold, and he did not speak.But Song Qingshu only stared at Wei Yixiao with piercing eyes, obviously hesitant.

But at this time, another voice came from the top of the mountain: "Wei Bat King, if you don't let my Wudang disciple go, don't blame Mo Mou for not remembering the old love!" This strong and mighty voice was not Mo Shenggu But who?Before Mo Shenggu finished speaking, a small stone shot towards Wei Yixiao with a "swish".After one or two years, Mo Shenggu's martial arts improved greatly, Wei Yixiao was injured and moved slowly, but this small stone hit the "Chize Point", the Wudang disciple who was captured by Wei Yixiao Taking advantage of the situation, he escaped from Wei Yixiao's control.

When Song Qingshu heard this familiar voice, his body trembled, and a look of surprise and fear suddenly appeared on his face, as if he was stunned by this great surprise, and seemed to be afraid of everything that happened before his eyes It's all just his fantasy.After a long time, he finally mustered up the courage to turn around with difficulty.I saw Mo Shenggu stepping up to the top of the mountain step by step with a sullen face, and the two accompanying him on the left and right were Feng Mozhi, who also disappeared in the Battle of Haoshiqiao, and Feng Mozhi, who was sent by Song Qingshu to Dongping to be in charge of chiseling. Elder Feng of the beggar gang in Kaihegou.Song Qingshu's eyes became hot, and he shouted almost incoherently: "Seventh... Uncle... Seventh Uncle, Seventh Uncle..." He wanted to go up to see that it was really Mo Shenggu, but he suddenly found that he couldn't move at all.

But Mo Shenggu didn't stop. He walked towards Song Qingshu step by step, and in full view of everyone, he stretched out his hand and pulled Song Qingshu into his arms.

"Uncle Qi!" Song Qingshu yelled again, and the long sword in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.He held onto Mo Shenggu's arm tightly, buried his head in the crook of his arm, let out the breath he had been holding on to since he heard the news of Mo Shenggu's distress, and finally shed tears.

Song Yuanqiao was also overjoyed to see Mo Shenggu appearing in front of him alive, he yelled "Seventh Brother", and directly embraced Mo Shenggu and his son in his arms, only laughed and shouted repeatedly, "You are not dead! You're not dead! That's great!"

The Wudang disciples on the top of the mountain also knelt down and shouted loudly one by one: "Disciple Chang Feiyun, disciple Wu Yanshan, disciple Tang Jianlin, disciple Wen Zhixing, disciple Ye Qingquan, disciple...see Seventh Master Uncle!" At that time, there were no more than a dozen Wudang disciples on the top of the mountain, but the shout of "See Uncle Seven" was as majestic as a mountain roar and a tsunami.

Feng Mozhi, who was standing beside Mo Shenggu, was complacently enjoying the scene of his fellow disciples bowing down, when Chang Feiyun, who was beside him, suddenly stretched out an arm and tore him off together.Seeing Chang Feiyun glaring at him angrily, Feng Mozhi curled his lips helplessly, and shouted together with everyone.Hearing Mo Shenggu's order to be dismissed, he was about to get up, but Chang Feiyun suddenly rushed up and pinned him down fiercely, and said with a big smile, "Feng Mozhi, I knew you would not die from this disaster!"

Feng Mozhi was still about to struggle, and many disciples behind Chang Feiyun also laughed and jumped up one after another, pressing Feng Mozhi to the ground like an arhat.On the top of the mountain, Feng Mozhi could only be heard yelling hysterically: "I'm going to... die... out of breath... get out of the way... ah ah..."

Wudang disciples were huddling together to play around, but Mo Shenggu had already shifted his attention to Zhang Wuji and Zhu Yuanzhang.He saw Zhang Wuji sitting cross-legged on the ground, his face was pale with blood on his lapel, obviously seriously injured, he felt bad in his heart.After a while, he said politely: "Master Zhang and Chief Zhu, the Yuan army intends to transfer troops to Dongping. You two should evacuate the soldiers from the Nansi Lake earlier! Don't let the Tatars win for the sake of a battle of spirits." son's plot."

Dongping is the place where Song Qingshu sent the Soviet and Zhejiang rebels to dig the river. Hearing this, Song Qingshu hastily turned his attention to Elder Feng of the beggar gang standing behind Mo Shenggu.Elder Feng stepped forward to salute Song Qingshu, saying: "Last night the Tartars attacked our army at night, intending to dig a river to divert the water from the North Five Lakes into the South Four Lakes. Thanks to Song Shaoxia's strategizing, the gang leader Mo Shenggu and Feng Shaoxia arrived in time. When they arrived, they killed the Tartars. It’s just that I don’t think the Tartars’ vitality has been damaged, so they definitely won’t let it go, and I ask Song Shaoxia to make a decision as soon as possible!” The Red Scarf Army missed the deadline and caused heavy casualties to the Suzhe Rebel Army. Naturally, Elder Feng also Dissatisfied with Mingjiao; Mo Shenggu disappeared, Elder Feng also wanted to kill Zhang Wuji and Zhu Yuanzhang and then quickly.But Song Qingshu wanted to drown all the Mingjiao Rebel Army, but Elder Feng thought it was too much.However, Elder Feng learned about Song Qingshu's willful behavior a few years ago.Even Song Yuanqiao couldn't persuade him, and Elder Feng didn't want to make fun of himself.It's just that seeing the proud face of Haisha's gang advocate Shicheng these few days, I can't help but feel a little disgusted in my heart.Now seeing his clan leader returning safely, Elder Feng couldn't help but think to himself while comforting him: with our clan leader here, this Song Qingshu will probably not make trouble anymore?

Elder Feng's words were ambiguous, and Song Lian, who was also standing on the sidelines watching the battle, was overjoyed, and hurried forward to persuade him: "Song Shaoxia, it is a great credit for you to lead the troops to prevent the Mingjiao army from fighting with each other, but if the Yuan army takes the opportunity If it is plotted against, then not only will it be useless but it will be a deed! It is better to disperse the Ming Religious Army as soon as possible!"

Song Yuanqiao also knew the elegant meaning after hearing the string song, and echoed: "Exactly! Exactly! Mo Zhi, let people arrange for the Mingjiao Rebel Army to go ashore separately, and they are not allowed to do anything again! Fighting in the same room and laughing at the world, what is it like!"

Feng Mozhi heard the words, but shifted his gaze to Song Qingshu.

Song Qingshu frowned, and was about to speak out against it, but he was surprised to find that the two important points "Xuanji" and "Yutang" on his chest had been seized.Song Qingshu was still held in Mo Shenggu's arms at this time, so it was naturally Mo Shenggu who could make him defenseless.He looked at the other party in surprise, but Mo Shenggu only told Feng Mozhi as if nothing had happened: "The military situation is urgent, go quickly!" Then he turned to Zhang Wuji and Zhu Yuanzhang and said, "Master Zhang, Chief Zhu, please move." My rebel camp!" Although his tone was gentle, the determination in his words was unshakable.

Feng Mozhi saw that Song Qingshu didn't respond, Song Lian and Song Yuanqiao kept urging him, and immediately took orders to leave.

Zhang Wuji and Zhu Yuanzhang saw that Mo Shenggu's appearance turned a crisis of doom into invisible, so there was nothing else to say, so they got up and bowed to Mo Shenggu, and led by several Wudang disciples to the Wudang Rebel Army's barracks go.As soon as Zhang Wuji moved, Fan Yao and Wei Yixiao naturally followed him down the mountain.

Seeing Zhang Wuji and others leaving, Mo Shenggu just released Song Qingshu's acupoints, and said softly: "Qingshu, it is the Tartars who really killed many of my Wudang rebels!" Noticing that Song Qingshu's face turned cold, Mo Shenggu Add another sentence. "Mingjiao Rebel Army is innocent after all, killing them will destroy your own reputation. Although King Ruyang is dead, Wang Baobao is still alive. If you cannot lead the army because of this, then you will have no chance to avenge our Wudang Rebel Army! As for Zhang Wuji and Zhu Yuanzhang If you want to punish them, you should punish what they care most about."

So far, Song Qingshu still can't understand that no matter Wudang Rebel Army or Suzhe Rebel Army, no matter Wudang Sect or Beggar Gang, they don't agree with him to destroy Mingjiao Rebel Army?Since Mo Shenggu and Feng Mozhi came back alive, Wudang probably wouldn't listen to him.What's more, just as Mo Shenggu said, Wang Baobao is still alive, after all, it is a serious problem for the Han people!He bowed his head and pondered for a while, and finally spit out two words slowly: "Emperor!"

The author has something to say:

Zhang Wuji & Zhu Yuanzhang: Mouth!Where did Song Qingshu prevent us from fighting in the same room?He clearly set fire to both ends to kill us all!

Song Lian & Song Yuanqiao: It's good to survive, don't care about these details!

Zhu Yuanzhang: Master Zhang, why do I smell a familiar smell of "scum" in your Wudang faction?

Zhang Wuji: ...