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

This time Wudang led a thousand civilians to Kunlun, which was no worse than a large army. Song Qingshu had learned all about the strict military discipline in the general camp, and the bad food taste in the military camp was not the least bit different. Ken will not let go.In order to rush to the Lancang River to get supplies before the food and grass ran out, Song Qingshu ordered to take a rest every evening and bury the pot for cooking, and the other two meals were settled during the march.So much so that during this period of time Feng Mozhi ate pancakes and pickles the most. If he could occasionally get an extra portion of bacon besides pancakes and pickles, it must be because Song Qingshu was in a very good mood that day!However, even if everyone is cheering for having an extra bite of bacon, Song Qingshu must not be among them.It's not because he is stingy - although in Feng Mozhi's view, this is the truth! ——It's that Song Qingshu has a problem that he can't talk about, he is addicted to sweets.At that time, Zai Wu still hid it up everywhere for the sake of his elder brother's face, but now they are marching together, but they can no longer hide it.In those few days, everyone was eating pancakes with pickles on the arduous marching road. Only Song Qingshu had no interest in the delicious pickles in everyone's eyes. However, the pancakes were so dry and hard that he lost his appetite until Mo Shenggu secretly stuffed them. Give him a packet of icing sugar and it'll save his life!

What Feng Mozhi hit was the idea of ​​icing.As the head of the three generations of Wudang and their elder brother, he almost died of starvation on the march, and the reason was only because he had a problem with a girl.Is it unreasonable?It happened that shortly after entering Xining, Chang Feiyun, a disciple of Wudang who arrived within the sphere of influence of the Ming Cult earlier, sent several maps by flying pigeons. Song Qingshu was busy checking the maps and arranging the marching formation, and often took Feng Mozhi with him. Tang Jianlin will take care of the food and drink for the school.

When Tang Jianlin heard that Feng Mozhi asked him to secretly replace the icing on the pancakes with salt, he immediately shook his head like a rattle and persuaded in a low voice: "Senior Brother Feng, it is for your own good that Senior Brother Song treats you harshly!"

"I just don't like his pretentiousness!" Feng Mozhi pursed his lips. He hated Song Qingshu for being a teacher the most in his life. Now that he tasted the bitter fruit again, he was full of resentment, and he couldn't help elongating his face and muttering to himself. "I don't know what Brother Song ate wrongly. This time the six major factions joined forces to besiege the Demon Cult, so it's easy to catch? Even if Yang Dingtian is reborn, he may not be able to recover. But he was afraid of wolves and tigers in the future, as if he was about to die. I wish I could learn all of his abilities overnight, it's simply inexplicable!"

"Senior Brother Song is busy with many things every day, and he still remembers to teach you the art of war and battle formation, so you can be content!" Tang Jianlin said helplessly, but he felt sorry for Feng Mozhi's words in his heart, and I wanted to give advice. , but still can't ask for it!Although he has often followed Senior Brother Song to do business and settle accounts these years, all he can do is to assist from the side.Now that he is suddenly asked to lead the overall situation, it is necessary to give him some time to adapt!He took over the management of the thousand-member team these days, not only did Song Qingshu not give any guidance, but he would scold him bloody for the slightest mistake, without showing any mercy, and I don't know why he is so irritable?

Feng Mozhi was still quibbling. "I'm also doing it for his own good! Have you ever seen anyone in Jianghu who is as sweet as he is? When you meet a heroine from the Emei sect in Kunlun, won't you make people laugh?" He threatened in a low voice, "If you don't help Me, I can do the same! Look at him now, even if I give him crotons, he won't be able to eat them!"

Tang Jianlin sneaked a glimpse of Mo Shenggu replacing the ink that Song Qingshu mistakenly delivered to his mouth as drinking water in time, and couldn't help sighing in agreement.Senior Brother Song has put all his energy into Chang Feiyun's Feige transmission of letters these days, not to mention Croton or poisoning him, I'm afraid he won't even feel it!Brother Song, don't blame the younger brother for defecting, it's really... You have been irritable, harsh, critical and mean these past few days, and the younger brother is also very displeasing to the eye!

Yu Lianzhou and Mo Shenggu watched Song Qingshu get along with Feng Mozhi and Tang Jianlin these days with cold eyes, and knew that he intended to train them to take over his affairs.Tang Jianlin used to help Song Qingshu sort out the business accounts and arrange many details over the years, but now he learns about grain supervision and logistics. It is Feng Mozhi, and Song Qingshu wants to learn from him in the short forty or fifty days on the march. More than ten years of military formations have been passed on to him, so it is inevitable that they will be more stringent.Feng Mozhi was arrogant by nature and was forced too tightly by Song Qingshu, Yu Lianzhou could tolerate a little bit of dissatisfaction; now that he was deliberately playing tricks on senior brother, he couldn't sit still.

Unexpectedly, this time it was Mo Shenggu who has always defended Qingshu who stopped the senior brother.Mo Shenggu stretched out his hand to grab the reins of Yu Lianzhou's mount, slowly shook his head, and said in a low voice, "I haven't seen Qing Shu smile sincerely once in more than half a year!" Apart from Song Yuanqiao, Mo Shenggu and Song Qingshu lived together under Wudang sect The longest feeling is also the deepest.Mo Shenggu still remembered that since the spring of this year, Qingshu had been full of worries, and when he returned from participating in the martial arts conference, he was even more frowning, and mentioned that Zhou Zhiruo lost his composure and couldn't hide it.During this period of time, he almost arbitrarily decided on the deal with Lu Fangde, handed over the farming affairs of Wudang's tenants to Fang Zhenwu, taught Tang Jianlin the methods of trading, and taught Feng Mozhi the art of war and battle formation. , Such a watertight arrangement seemed to be an account of the funeral, which made Mo Shenggu feel ominous.Mo Shenggu instinctively felt that Song Qingshu's anomaly had nothing to do with the six major factions' decision to besiege Guangmingding, and it had nothing to do with the little girl Zhou Zhiruo of the Emei faction, but he didn't know what it was for. .Looking at the puzzled and inquiring eyes of the second brother, Mo Shenggu pondered for a long time but did not know how to explain his uneasiness and worry, so he could only follow his instinct and said with difficulty: "...Let them make a fuss, let them make a fuss about Qingshu, and it's okay. good……"

In this way, Song Qingshu took over the pancake that was smeared with half a catty of salt from Tang Jianlin while his uncles stood by and his juniors turned against each other.Song Qingshu didn't notice this at all, he was still thinking about the letter from Feige sent by Chang Feiyun. In the letter, it said that Daomingjiao dispatched disciples from various sects to guard the periphery of Kunlun. its won.Song Qingshu still remembered that when the Mingjiao sects were besieging Guangmingding in the last life, the disciples of the various sects of the Ming Cult did not send troops back to help.Song Qingshu couldn't figure it out after thinking hard, but he didn't know that the reason for such a change in this life was all because of him!

When the six major sects of the last generation were besieging Guangmingding, the Red Scarf Army was fighting the Yuan court in full swing, and they couldn't care about Mingjiao's survival for a while.But in this life, ever since Song Qingshu decided to do business, Wudang's money became more and more loose, and because of the friendship between Mo Shenggu and Liu Futong, Wudang secretly funded a lot of Bailian Sect.As a result, the White Lotus Sect has grown stronger, and the uprising can be supported independently, and it has never labored those disciples of various sects who disagree with the White Lotus Sect.The troops saved by other sects were naturally invested in the battle to defend the religion.Just as Song Qingshu was about to put the pancake into his mouth, he suddenly noticed that everyone was looking at him and the pancake in his hand nervously.He frowned secretly, then suddenly put down the pancakes in his hand, called Feng Mozhi to him, pointed to the map and said, "This place is called Yingzui Cliff, and it is a narrow path sandwiched between canyons on both sides. If you are the commander in chief, how should you attack? How should you defend?"

Feng Mozhi was waiting anxiously for Song Qingshu to make a fool of himself, so he couldn't care less about what Song Qingshu asked him, and said earnestly: "Brother Song, let's eat first, it won't be too late to talk about the siege of the Demon Cult later."

It was the first time in Song Qingshu's life that Feng Mozhi said such considerate words to him, why didn't he understand that there must be something wrong with this matter?Immediately, he stuffed the pancake into Feng Mozhi's hands, and said affectionately: "You and I are brothers and sisters, so we should share the same taste! Let me taste the taste of my junior brother today." He turned back and told Tang Jianlin, "Jianlin, take Feng Mozhi Give me the junior brother's share!" Pointing to the map, he said, "You don't need to be formal, we'll talk while eating."

Feng Mozhi looked at the pancake with sweat dripping from his forehead, and said hastily and sincerely: "Brother Song is already busy enough worrying about the siege of the Demon Cult, and I'm really ashamed that my younger brother is so uninstructed to distract you! Now younger brother Now that I have fully realized and decided to change my past, it’s just this sweet food... I really don’t like this way!”

Song Qingshu pushed Feng Mozhi's extended hand back, and said earnestly: "Sour, sweet, bitter, spicy, salty, full of five flavors. This is the case with food, and so is life. Junior brother should have the courage to taste a lot while he is young, and he will have no regrets in the future. !"

Feng Mozhi laughed dryly, thinking that I even put enough salt in the pancakes, but I never have the courage to try it. "I'm not hungry yet!"

Song Qingshu waved his hand indifferently and said: "It's not easy to organize and eat outside the marching army. One person only has this one, so don't waste it! Let's talk about this Yingzui Cliff!"

Song Qingshu is so perceptive, Feng Mozhi seems to have seen a ghost, how can he answer it?

Seeing Feng Mo's hesitation and lack of any countermeasures, Song Qingshu lowered his face. "I just said it the day before yesterday and I forgot today? Junior brother Feng, if you can divide your mind from trivial matters to those I taught you, even if I, a senior brother, don't see you fully enlightened in my life I can be old and consoling and die without regret!" He raised his hand and pointed forward angrily, "Old rules, scout! A hundred miles away, report back in half an hour! Tang Jianlin!"

"Here it is!" Tang Jianlin hurriedly responded, almost rolling off the saddle nervously. "Here it is! Junior Brother Feng's pancakes are here..."

Song Qingshu angrily pushed away the pancake Tang Jianlin handed over, and said bitterly: "Do you still have any eyesight? How can such a blunt take on so many logistical tasks? You go too! Get out! Get out!"

Song Qing's writing sank like water and he stopped drinking, Feng Mozhi and Tang Jianlin said nothing else, holding a piece of pancake in their hands, they rolled off the horse's back in a mess and fled with light work.

As soon as Feng Mozhi and Tang Jianlin disappeared in front of everyone, Yu Lianzhou and Mo Shenggu couldn't help but laugh wildly.

Unexpectedly, Song Qingshu taught the restless juniors and uncles who were not self-respecting, and said with a cold face, "Second uncle and seventh uncle really have deep affection for my nephew. Seeing my nephew being killed by others Design doesn't even mention a thing or two?"

Mo Shenggu was heartless and only laughed while saying plausibly: "Didn't you fall for the trap?"

Yu Lianzhou, however, knew a little bit about it, knowing that Feng Mozhi and Tang Jianlin teased Song Qingshu so much. The essence was that Song Qingshu had persecuted the two of them too much during this period of time. "Qing Shu, it's very valuable for you to be sincere to all the juniors, but don't act too hastily, it will be self-defeating."

Song Qingshu was startled when he heard the words, then smiled lightly, and said: "Don't worry, second uncle, I have my own measure." After this sentence, he didn't bring up the matter again, but the tempering of Feng Mozhi and Tang Jianlin was the same as before No offense.

Song Qingshu knew in his heart that after the siege of Guangmingding, Zhang Wuji Bendang was born, and he would no longer be respected among the three generations of Wudang disciples.Everything that was not kept in the previous life may not be able to be preserved in the next life.It's just what he wanted in his heart, saving the world and helping the people, expelling the Tartars, and painstakingly planning for many years to get to where he is today, but he can't lose an inch of success because of his loss of power.Perhaps the weirdness of fate is that no matter how hard you try, it is just a futile struggle to get one step closer to the established path.However, up to now, all Song Qingshu can do is stick to what he can.It is destined to be a supporting role, you can lose, but you can't give up easily; you can die, but you can't die in a daze!

The author has something to say:

Qing Shu: Director, when others are reborn, I will also be reborn. Others are reborn from hard mode to easy mode. Why do I change from easy mode to hard mode?This unscientific!

Director: What kind of science do you, an ancient man, talk to me about?Are you just doing science?Inner strength is science? ?Is rebirth science? ? ?You are not scientific, dare to talk about science with me?

Qing Shu: ...