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

"Now our team has a total of 1000 people from the Minzhuang. We consume ten dans of grain, [-] horses and [-] tans of hay every day. The horses carry a total of [-] dans. Wudang Mountain is thousands of miles away from Kunlun Mountain. The current itinerary is estimated to take forty to fifty days to arrive. Mozhi and Jianlin, how should we arrange the itinerary along the way? After arriving in Kunlun, what should we do with the diet of the thousand people and the two hundred young horses? "

Tang Jianlin frowned and thought hard, but Feng Mozhi, who was also named, rolled his eyes and couldn't help muttering: "Shoot me out with a stick!"

Song Qingshu, who was in charge of asking questions, had always had excellent ears, so he raised his eyebrows and said, "Junior Brother Feng?"

Feng Mozhi's brows twitched, and he said righteously: "Senior brother Song, I just remembered that my brother told me to check on the situation of Mima yesterday. I will go and deal with this matter first, and I will listen to my brother's teaching when I come back!" Song Qingshu nodded in agreement, he couldn't wait to whip his horse and run towards the rear of the team, making up his mind to avoid Senior Brother Song today and tomorrow!

Yu Lianzhou and Mo Shenggu couldn't help laughing when they saw Feng Mozhi running away from the desert. Feng Mozhi's hometown was in Quanzhou, where he was engaged in the lacquerware business and saved his family business. Over the years, his father Feng Wenfan also had frequent business contacts with Wudang. If Feng Mozhi With such an ability in arithmetic, Father Feng doesn't have to worry about his son being obsessed with martial arts and refusing to go home.

It has been ten days since Yu Lianzhou and others led a thousand people from Wudang to Kunlun. Song Qingshu was worried about how to train the thousand people into a soldier every day, so that he could use his arms and fingers on the battlefield. So he spent all of it on how to "torment" his two juniors.Feng Mo was brave by nature, so Song Qingshu often sent him to do some military affairs such as training the people and studying the art of battle; Tang Jianlin was as meticulous as a hair, so Song Qingshu wanted to train him to supervise the food and logistics.

Tang Jianlin thought for a long time, and finally raised his head and said hesitantly: "Whether it is the Yuan court or the rebel army, it is common to have insufficient food and grass in marching and fighting. Can Wudang follow suit...to collect food?"

Song Qingshu was noncommittal, but asked indifferently: "In what name? Who do you ask for food?"

"Name, this name..." Tang Jianlin repeated it twice but couldn't tell why. Now Wudang is besieging the Mingjiao's siege is the foundation of the rebel army. What face is there to ask for food when the teacher comes out of no name?But who to ask for food? Tang Jianlin obviously had plans long ago, and said firmly: "Corrupt officials and officials are rampant in today's world. If you want to collect food, you should also collect it from them!"

"Since corrupt officials are domineering, there must be other means. What method should we use to collect food from them? Is it a strong enemy, or outsmart? If it is a strong enemy, we only have a thousand people who can't afford it; By outsmarting them, their losses today will be compensated a thousand times from the people tomorrow, and it will be the people who will suffer in the end." Song Qingshu said sharply.

Tang Jianlin blushed and said again: "Since that's the case, it's better to buy grain at a high price. Although money is lossy, but now I don't care about that much! Poor families have rich roads, and the flowers must be spent!"

As soon as Tang Jianlin finished speaking, Mo Shenggu suddenly coughed twice, suppressing the laugh that was about to burst out of his mouth, but his face turned red instantly.Song Qingshu knew that Mo Shenggu was making fun of him for being too shrewd about money, so he couldn't help but glanced at Mo Shenggu with dissatisfaction, and still said to Tang Jianlin with a pleasant face: "Although the states in Xining are not rich, they must support us. The food and grass for 1000 people will not be absolutely helpless. As long as a lot of money is poured down, no matter how much food and grass there are, corrupt officials and profiteers can plunder us. I am afraid that after we leave, the people of Xining Zhuzhou will have no means of living and starve for thousands of miles!"

"This won't work, that won't work. Brother Song, what should we do? If we don't think of a way, if we don't get to Kunlun, the 1000 of us will starve to death!" Tang Jianlin couldn't help being annoyed, as long as he thought of the danger of food and grass being cut off, he would feel anxious .

When Mo Shenggu saw Tang Jianlin's eyes were red with anxiety, he finally realized his conscience and kindly defended Song Qingshu. "Tang Jianlin, since your Senior Brother Song is able to test you with this difficult problem, do you really plan to come to you to solve the problem only after halfway through?"

Tang Jianlin cheered up, and hurriedly nodded in agreement: "Uncle Qi is still right! It's because I didn't think carefully! Brother Song must have a solution!" After speaking, he looked at Mo Shenggu earnestly, expecting Mo Shenggu to say The method of publishing Song Qingshu reassured him.

How did Mo Shenggu know Song Qingshu's method?Over the years, he has seen Song Qingshu become more and more experienced and handy, whether he is dealing with people outside the business or in Wudang to help the victims of the disaster. Then there must be!Seeing Song Qingshu's narrow eyes again made him hate even more, and he thought to himself: What an "iron abacus" that must be punished!Even Uncle Seven is not willing to give in, let's see how I punish you when you practice!Fortunately, he is an uncle, and when Tang Jianlin questioned him, he only had to pretend to look at Song Qingshu in a mysterious way, and Tang Jianlin "understood" that this was the test Song Qingshu gave him, and then immersed himself in thinking again. stand up.

How did Tang Jianlin know that he lowered his head to think again, and his Seventh Master Uncle gave Song Qingshu a hard look.Song Qingshu found the place he had just lost so quickly, and he was proud and didn't let it go, he just said: "When we enter Xining, we will take the Lancang River. Manager Lu has arranged for the grain and grass to be transported by cargo ship."

"Why did I forget this!" Tang Jianlin slapped his forehead suddenly, and then frowned after a while, "Since we can walk by water, why do we..." After a pause, he continued to himself, "Out of the Lancang River , the waters are dangerous and unpredictable, and the only way to go to Kunlun is to rely on horsepower. And the horses are delicate and not resistant to water, so the only way is to take the dry road, so that's how it is!"

Song Qingshu was very satisfied to see that Tang Jianlin had already understood, and he said softly: "Whether it's helping the victims to stabilize the place or going out to do business to support the rebels, you must be good at taking advantage of the situation!"

Tang Jianlin's heart suddenly brightened, and he immediately clasped his fists to Song Qingshu and said: "Jianlin, thank you for the teaching, Senior Brother Song!" He raised his head and asked curiously, "Senior Brother Song, why did you suddenly think of saying this?"

Song Qingshu didn't have time to answer when suddenly three bowstrings sounded softly from behind the marching team. The geese that happened to pass by their heads honked for a while and flew to the south, but there was a lone goose that had lost its flock and wailed and flew towards them.Song Qingshu glanced at the injured lone goose, smiled with an unpredictable expression, and said softly: "The general died in a hundred battles, let alone you and me? No one knows the result of this siege of Guangmingding. I just want to make more preparations." That’s all.” He suddenly bent down to take off the bow from a Min Zhuang, and aimed at the lone goose, stretching the bowstring like a full moon, only to hear the bowstring make a clear and empty sound, and the lone goose groaned in response to the sound and fell.Seeing that Song Qingshu shot down wild geese without bows and arrows, all the people were amazed at Song Qingshu's bravery and couldn't help applauding!As if Song Qingshu hadn't heard of it, he rode his horse and galloped a few steps forward, suddenly leaned his waist and picked up the wild goose from the ground.He lightly wiped the bloody left belly of the wild goose with his finger, and said in his heart: If in this life, if I still inevitably go to the point of losing my way, I will slay myself with my sword and never be threatened or humiliated by others again!

"Senior Brother Song is very skillful!" Feng Mozhi, who had used the excuse to check the horses just now, galloped back and cheered loudly, only to see two wild geese hanging outside his saddle. "I missed one just now, I don't want Senior Brother Song to have better eyesight!"

Song Qingshu had known that Feng Mozhi would not seriously check the horses, seeing his happy face, he couldn't help shaking his head, and threw the third wild goose in his hand.

Feng Mozhi hurriedly took the wild goose and hung it on the saddle, but Tang Jianlin was full of dissatisfaction and said, "Senior Brother Song, why is this so? I have a great reputation in Wudang. Although I dare not say that I am number one in the world, this world can make things difficult for you." Mine are few and far between.”

Song Qingshu didn't answer, but instructed earnestly: "In the rivers and lakes, there are many capable people, hidden dragons and crouching tigers. I know that you, Fang Junior Brother and Feng Junior Brother have also accumulated a lot of fame in the Jianghu over the years, but this time the siege of Guangmingding still needs to be done. Be more careful!"

It is strange to say that in the previous life, among the three generations of Wudang disciples, except for Song Qingshu, most of them were not outstanding, which often made Zhang Sanfeng and other Wudang heroes worried that there would be no successors.But in this life, Song Qingshu was incapable of doing many things, such as helping the victims of disasters and going out for business. After asking Song Yuanqiao for permission, he gradually withdrew from Wudang's annual martial arts examination school. The disciples of the three generations worked harder and harder on the way of martial arts in order to seize the vacated first place.In recent years, Song Qingshu has been busy with management and rarely traveled in the rivers and lakes, but several of his juniors, Fang Zhenwu, Feng Mozhi, Tang Jianlin, Chang Feiyun, etc., have all emerged in the rivers and lakes and done several major things, and their reputation is by no means inferior to that of Song Qingshu in the previous life.In today's arena, everyone knows that Wudang is full of talents and cannot be underestimated.But Song Qingshu, a big brother, is not as famous as his several juniors.

Although Tang Jianlin felt that Song Qingshu's words were not very pleasant, he also understood that he had good intentions, so he just nodded silently and did not argue with him.However, these words were refuted by Feng Mozhi. One of Feng Mo's brows grew furious when he heard Song Qingshu's words that overwhelmed others' ambitions and destroyed his own prestige, and said coldly: "Could it be that Brother Song has been helping the victims of the disaster all these years?" He spent too much energy on the merchants, how could he be infected with their timidity? How can he still be the old man who dared to enter the Ruyang Palace alone to get back the black jade intermittent ointment for the third uncle? Brother?!"

Song Qingshu didn't get angry when Feng Mozhi robbed him so much, and stopped Mo Shenggu when he saw that he was going to reprimand Feng Mozhi for being rude to his senior brother.But Feng Mozhi himself had a lonely temper again, and refused to talk to Song Qingshu after the dispute.Song Qingshu still didn't care about this, and sent Feng Mozhi to do this and that as usual, and if he didn't do well, he would teach him a few words.The demands on Feng Mozhi are much higher and his attitude is stricter than that of his master Yu Lianzhou.But Yu Lianzhou saw all these scenes in his eyes, and never rescued his proud disciple once.

Feng Mozhi hated him so much that he couldn't take it anymore, and came up with a narrow plan for him to take a slant.