Guo Jing, Yang Guo and Yin Zhiping went their separate ways after leaving Jiaxing. Yin Zhiping said he had something to go to Lin'an and asked them to go for two days.

Yin Zhiping did not have a sudden idea. He traveled all the way south from the Yellow River, first to Suzhou and then to Jiaxing. It would be unreasonable not to go to Lin'an.

Today's Xingzai of the Southern Song Dynasty is located in Hangzhou City. The so-called Xingzai is the temporary capital.

Zhao Gou, Emperor Gaozong of the Song Dynasty, was scared out of his wits by the Jin people and rushed south across the river. First he stayed in Jiankang for a while, and then he was driven out by the Jin people and continued to move south. Before he could take a breath when he arrived in Hangzhou, he had to go to sea for a while.

Navigator of time.

Finally, when the Jin people withdrew from the south of the Yangtze River, he returned to Hangzhou angrily and began to build a palace here. The ministers in the court strongly advocated building a capital in Jiankang, but Zhao Gou vetoed it with silence. Are you kidding me? Jiankang is not healthy.

ah!

Once the Jin man crossed the Yangtze River, he didn't even have the chance to continue running. Even if he wanted to go to the sea, he still had to run hundreds of miles eastwards. How unsafe!

Since then, the city of Hangzhou has been renamed Lin'an and has become the de facto capital of the Southern Song Dynasty.

Yin Zhiping was walking on the streets of Lin'an City. The shops here were lined up in rows, and the traders coming and going had different colors. There were wine shops, teahouses, art workshops, inns and night markets, and the prosperity was even better than that of the Yuan Dynasty in later generations.

But behind this prosperity, there are dangers. This is the year 1256, and in another year, the Mongolian army will begin its full-scale invasion of the south. The war on the Yangtze River border is about to break out, but the Southern Song Dynasty court who lives here is still immersed in the war.

In the midst of singing and dancing.

When Yin Zhiping arrived at the West Lake, the beautiful scenery here was more pure and natural than in later generations. Starting from the Northern Song Dynasty, after successive generations of officials renovated the West Lake, the West Lake became more charming and charming.

Here, pleasure boats and boats come and go, the sound of silk and bamboo orchestras singing and dancing is endless, the lotus pond and the willows, the wind and the moon are boundless, which makes people think of the four words "heaven on earth".

"Master Tao, come and play!" A charming prostitute waved to Yin Zhiping on the boat.

Her skin is snow-white, with a thin layer of vermilion, her face is slightly red, her eyebrows are slightly furrowed, she has a small cherry mouth with biting lip makeup, and there are sequins on her forehead.

It seemed that the weather was too hot, so the collar of her emerald green skirt opened very wide, revealing two colorful shoulder straps and a large area of ​​snow-white skin.

Her eyebrows were drawn very delicately. Yin Zhiping was not lustful, he was just fascinated by her eyebrows.

It is said that the women in the Gouwan Jiaofang in the Song Dynasty could do it for a hundred days without repeating the same eyebrow style every day.

The Song Dynasty also respected Taoism, especially the current official. As the emperor, he personally praised "Tai Shang Ying Pian" and also gave rise to the trend of studying Taoism in the south.

The Taoist sects in the south are also different from those in the north. They practice Fu Tao and can marry and have children, while Quanzhen Taoist people must abide by the rules.

The singer on the boat only thought that Yin Zhiping was also a Taoist priest from the south, so she dared to recruit him boldly.

Yin Zhiping went on the painting boat, not for pleasure, but just to see how corrupt the Southern Song Dynasty was.

But the osmanthus wine tastes really good...

"Hmph, there are many strange things in the world today. This is the first time that a Taoist priest drinks flower wine."

A provocative voice came from behind, and Yin Zhiping turned around to see a richly dressed nobleman.

There were many scholars and princes on the boat, but only Yin Zhiping was wearing a Taoist robe, so it was not surprising that he was noticed.

The noble prince, dressed in purple, walked over boldly, sat at Yin Zhiping's table, and looked at him with curious eyes.

Yin Zhiping turned a blind eye and continued to sip the osmanthus wine and listen to the melodious ditty of the dancer on the stage.

"Interesting, really interesting." The young man in purple clapped the folding fan in his hand, raised his sleeves politely and poured himself a glass of wine, "Taoist priest, which mountain top are you from?"

Yin Zhiping then raised his head and glanced at him, only to see that the mesh hat he was wearing could not cover his huge forehead, and he looked a bit like a big-headed doll.

"It turns out my surname is Wang, no wonder he is so crazy." Yin Zhiping asked a riddle, then picked up the wine glass and took a sip.

The young man in purple didn't know why, thinking that the Taoist priest's answer was wrong. He was about to slap the table and stand up in frustration, but was held back by the young man in green behind him.

The young man in green bowed, stepped forward and said respectfully: "The Taoist priest is from Zhongnan Mountain?"

Yin Zhiping glanced at the young man in green and grinned: "Finally, someone sensible has come."

Young Master in Tsing Yi wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and thought to himself that he had not offended this person. It turned out that he was really a Taoist priest from the Quanzhen Sect of Zhongnan Mountain. The Quanzhen Sect was different from other Taoist sects. It was the most respected Taoist sect in the world. Now Song and Meng

Countries are striving for the support of Quanzhen Taoism.

This Quanzhen Taoist priest suddenly appeared in Hangzhou and revealed the identity of the young master in purple clothes. It was really amazing! It turned out that the young master in purple clothes was the heir apparent of a prince today, and he was serving in the official family, so he was very likely to be the most powerful person in the world.

"Dare you ask me about the title of the eldest son? I am Jia Wenjie of the founding father's palace." The young man in green cupped his hands and said.

Yin Zhiping said "Oh". Unexpectedly, he met a big shot while drinking some flower wine. This Jia Wenjie was only sixteen or seventeen years old, and he claimed to be from the Founding Duke. The Founding Duke refers to the man who now has the title of Zhou Gong.

Prime Minister Jia Sidao.

"Wenjie, what are you talking about with this Taoist priest? I think he doesn't follow the rules and regulations, so he is definitely not a good person. Let's take him down and send him to the official first!" The young man in purple said and waved, and the two followers behind him came forward and wanted to say something.

Take action.

Yin Zhiping smiled and sat motionless in his seat. The young man in green shouted "No", but did not stop the two thugs. It seemed that he also wanted to test Yin Zhiping's strength.

There is no one among the Taoist priests of the Quanzhen Tao of Zhongnan Mountain who cannot be defeated!

The two thugs were also martial arts men. Seeing that the Taoist priest's steps were frivolous and did not look like a master, they thought he was a swindler, so they took action without any scruples.

"Carry the Taoist Master off the boat!" the young master in purple said politely.

The two thugs obeyed the order and reached out to lift the chair he was sitting on, but they couldn't move it even with all their strength.

The two looked at each other and punched Yin Zhiping in the back together. Both of them were powerful palace warriors. They were so proficient in martial arts that they could chop down even a tree as big as a bowl with one palm.

break.

But when the two fists landed on Yin Zhiping, it felt like they were hitting an iron plate. Immediately afterwards, a strong internal force rebounded towards the two people, knocking them aside and knocking the tables of others.

The chair collapsed.

"Master of the inner family!" This thought flashed through the minds of these two people, and then there was a sharp pain all over their bodies, but they could not get up.

The young man in purple looked shocked. These two warriors were palace guards. How could it be possible...

The young master in Qingyi hurriedly stepped forward to apologize, "Taoist Master, please calm down. My younger brother is ignorant and has offended me so much. I hope that Taoist Master will respect you!"

Deep down in his heart, he was certain that this Taoist priest definitely came from Zhongnan Mountain, and only Taoist priests from the Quanzhen Taoist Sect could have such profound internal cultivation.

"Taoist Priest, this place is a mess. Why don't we move to Qingluan Hall and Wenjie can apologize to the Taoist Priest..."

Before Jia Wenjie finished speaking, Yin Zhiping shook his head and said in the usual tone: "Brother Jia, I wonder what the relationship between Mr. Jia and you is? Can you introduce me to him?"

Jia Wenjie's heart skipped a beat. This Quanzhen Taoist priest really came here to meet his father-in-law. In the Southern Song Dynasty, the only person who could really speak to him was his father-in-law, Jia Sidao!

Yin Zhiping followed Jia Wenjie to the Founding Duke's Mansion, and the young master in purple also went with him. During the period, Jia Wenjie also introduced the identity of the young master in purple. As expected, he was indeed a nobleman from Tianhuang. His name was Zhao Mengqi, and he was the adopted son of the current official family.

Now he is a loyal king.

It’s just that the young prince is not very smart. It is said that his mother was given an abortion drug when he was born, which affected his intelligence. However, the young prince is a romantic person and often speculates that Jia Wenjie will take him out to play.

Jia Wenjie asked someone to pass the news, and soon a housekeeper came out to pick him up. Accompanied by Jia Wenjie, Yin Zhiping came all the way to the back garden of the mansion.

The grandeur of the Founding Duke’s Mansion is so great that it far exceeds the palace of King Ruyang seen in the previous life. This typical Jiangnan garden has many exquisitely designed places, each of which is full of profound meaning. After passing an arch, it seems to be another

A world.

In a pavilion by a small lake, a middle-aged man in red was sitting, fishing.

He has a very pale complexion and a green beard. He looks like Cao Cao in the drama.

"Dad, Quanzhen Taoist Master Yin is here." Jia Wenjie stepped forward and said softly, but Jia Sidao seemed to be asleep and showed no reaction at all.

"Dad..."

Jia Wenjie called out again, but felt someone behind him. Looking back, Taoist Master Yin had crossed a few feet and came behind him.

Yin Zhiping sat down in the pavilion, grabbed a handful of fish food next to the fishing gear and threw it into the water. Immediately, many fish gathered at his feet and bubbled.

Jia Sidao glanced at Yin Zhiping. This Taoist priest was young beyond his expectation, but his calm temperament made him think that he was facing a wise Taoist priest who was over fifty years old.

He raised his hand, and Jia Wenjie raised his hand and stepped aside.

"Master Yin, do you know that this move of yours has ruined my peace?" Jia Sidao said with a half-smile.

Old fox! Yin Zhiping thought to himself. Although it was the first time for him to meet this legendary traitor, he felt like he had been an old friend for many years. Neither of them could see through each other, but it was easier to get along with them.

That's what everyone needs.

Jia Sidao knew that this young Taoist priest was a high disciple of Quanzhen Taoism, and his martial arts might be higher than any warrior in his palace. But Jia Sidao was not worried that this young Taoist priest Yin was here to take his head.

"If the water is clear, there will be no fish. If the water is muddy, the fisherman will make a profit." Jia Sidao likes to go around in circles, so Yin Zhiping follows him. After all, when it comes to riddles, what can he be afraid of after two lifetimes of experience?

Jia Sidao narrowed his eyes and looked at Yin Zhiping, who also kept smiling.

After a while, Jia Sidao laughed loudly and said, "It's interesting. I almost thought I was facing a real master."

Jia Sidao said again: "Taoist Master Yin, are you here on behalf of Quanzhen Tao, or are you?"

Yin Zhiping stopped playing guessing games with him and said bluntly: "I do not represent the Quanzhen Tao at this time, but I represent the Quanzhen Tao in the future."

"Oh?" This is the first time Jia Sidao has seen such a confident young man.

He has also been settling down for decades before he is as indifferent as he is today. He can sit firmly on the fish platform and his face will not change even if Mount Tai collapses on his face.

But what makes this young Taoist so indifferent? He has martial arts? Obviously impossible. Jia Sidao has met several of the Seven Quanzhen Sons before, but none of them are as scary as the young man in front of him.

An unfathomable feeling.

Jia Sidao put down his fishing rod, grabbed a handful of fish feed and threw it into the lake. In an instant, flowers bloomed in the water.

"Jia Xiang is also different from what I imagined." Yin Zhiping suddenly said.
To be continued...