Chapter 495 Emei Mountain Half Moon Autumn

"The half-moon in Mount Emei is full of autumn, and the shadows are reflected in the water of Pingqiang River..."

A slightly childish voice, accompanied by the sound of the river's waves, sang the poem of the Immortal Poetry.

The Emei River in Mount Emei. This Emei River, also called Tieqiao River, is one of the tributaries of the Dadu River and is about 120 miles long.

There are many green mountains on both sides and a long river.

A small wooden boat floated leisurely on the water. A man wearing a bamboo hat and a raincoat sat cross-legged on the bow of the boat. A long sword with a mahogany scabbard was placed across his knees. The apricot sword tassel hung down on the side.

Snap! Snap!

There were splashes on the water one after another, and a small black spot was vaguely visible jumping on the water.

Only after getting closer can you see that the little black dot is actually a small crab that is slightly green in color and even slightly transparent.

Whenever this little crab falls to the water surface, its eight legs will jump to the water surface at the same time, bouncing the whole body high into the air, and there will be crystal water like lotus on the river below, which is really beautiful.

That girlish singing voice seemed to come from this little crab.

She waved her eight claws, laughed happily in the air, landed on the man's bamboo hat on the bow of the boat, crawled into the raincoat, and after a while, climbed down along the sleeve of the man's right arm and landed on the back of his hand.

"Qiu Flute Qiu Flute, how do I sing?"

"very good."

A low laugh came from under the bamboo hat, "Although there is neither moon nor autumn, we will not go to Pingqiang."

The little crab waved his two pincers: "Are you really praising me? It's so dark here, it doesn't look much different from the night. Maybe you can see the moon later!"

Qiudi laughed.

Mount Emei is cloudy, foggy, and rainy. He is wearing a bamboo hat and raincoat. He has never done it since he entered Mount Emei. But the little crab seems to like the climate here very much and behaves very lively... Well, although when she was in the south,

It's also very lively.

"The time has come, it's time for you to eat."

Qiudi took out a bamboo tube from his arms, poured out a gem with purple luster, and handed it to the little crab.

"no no no."

However, the little crab danced its pair of pincers into an afterimage and refused, "I've long been tired of eating purple spirit cores every day. I want to eat grilled fish, fried meat, and chicken soup!"

"But you can grow stronger by eating this."

Qiudi advised, "Come, have a piece first, and when we get to Mount Emei, I'll let them entertain you well."

His voice was still calm, with a little hoarse smile, "If you don't eat well, I will tell Senior Yuanjun when I get back."

The little crab suddenly stiffened, made a small fierce sound, grabbed the gem with its pliers, and began to eat it with a grunt.

Although she looks like a crab, she is obviously not a crab. No crab can jump on the water so easily, and obviously no crab can bite gems so quickly.

Qiudi raised her head, and most of her face under the shadow of the bamboo hat was finally fully revealed.

He has a clear temperament, handsome appearance, shiny skin, and bright eyes. He only has a few fine lines between his eyebrows, and he looks like he is only in his late thirties.

However, his temples are already gray, and his expression often contains a kind of worry that lingers even when he smiles.

The boat moved forward smoothly on the water, not too slowly, and it gradually approached the towering mountain ahead.

The silhouettes of many houses on the mountain slowly stood out in the mist.

Qiu Di sighed softly.

"Why are you sighing again?"

The little crab has already eaten the gems, and only uses its last two limbs to support its body, and "stands" on the back of Qiu Di's hand.

"It seems like it's not just you. I feel like many people there are like this."

"However, according to what I know about you, your Ming Dynasty has now expanded its land territory to the west. The entire Tianshan Mountains, the Gongbang Dynasty, etc., have all declared themselves vassals. When they arrived in Tianzhu, they were all impressed, and they restarted the barbaric route to the sea.

Trade is booming, the treasury is full, and your cooperation with us allows you to remotely control overseas countries with only a small team of envoys."

"This kind of power and authority is much stronger than that of your Ming Dynasty in any previous era. It is nine times or even ten times more powerful. But you always act as if you only occupy a small area. Wangjiang

Excited and sighing."

Qiudi smiled: "It seems that although you are greedy, you are also very easy to learn."

"People in Yuanjun Temple like novel knowledge."

The little crab said proudly, "Yuanjun said that although you are weak in physical strength, your delicate and changeable emotions and possible mental development can communicate with us on an equal footing. I learned from your history of Li Bai, Li He, and Xin Qiji

I started to read the poems, and I deeply agreed with them, and of course I also learned a little bit about other things."

"Hehe, although I only know a little bit about it in passing, in terms of knowledge, just talking about my understanding of your history, I am at least nine times or even ten times more knowledgeable than you."

Qiudi praised a few words and successfully drew the little crab's attention to other aspects.

This little crab is indeed knowledgeable, but she only looks at Ming from the perspective of an observer. After all, there are still some things that she has not experienced in detail.

You shouldn't force her to experience it either.

So Qiudi will not continue to talk about this, but in his heart, he still has that thought.

The significance of the north to the Ming Dynasty cannot be replaced by simple expansion in other directions. Moreover, the Ming Dynasty cannot be called a truly stable and prosperous country today.

The more you know about Yuanjun Temple, the more you understand how terrifying the Taiyuan Temple and the Ancient Ji Tiangong are.

Before the huge waves come, sometimes the water surface will have some fluctuations, causing the water to rise, but after all, it is just a little respite on the eve of the disaster.

Today's Ming Dynasty is like a ship rising with the water before a huge wave comes. In fact, it is completely caught up in the wave of great changes in the world. Not to mention that it is in danger and precarious, at least it is surrounded by tigers and wolves, and they are wary.

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What's even more despicable is that even under such circumstances, there are still people who are deceived by prosperity, slack, and unworthy of their moral integrity.

Their laziness, over time, will most likely make the Ming Dynasty behind them even more dangerous.

Qiu Di still wanted to sigh in his heart when he thought of the group of people the court had dealt with before he set off.

The north was originally a buffer land left by the three forces of ancient civilization, but now, the other two parties have intervened in the north. However, the Ming Dynasty did not realize that something was wrong until recently.

Because a murder case in Guangdong involved the secret circulation of high-priced fragrant powder, and after eradicating those gangs, we followed this line and noticed the rapid development of the Wenxiang Sect in the past two years.

After following the clues like this, it was finally confirmed that the Wenxiang Sect was secretly supported by the Taiyuan Temple.

As for those who are officials at Tianzidu, there are also some survey personnel who have entered the Northland pretending to be wealthy businessmen all year round. These intelligence channels that should have been sharper have become the slowest group of people.

In fact, maybe this can't be entirely blamed on them, after all, it's been fifty years.

How many years does a person live in his lifetime?

For nearly fifty years, successive spies have not found any clues. It is really difficult to ask them to be so rigorous and sensitive.

This is not only because they have been corrupted by the hedonistic life, but also because they are truly lacking in ability.

This gap in real capabilities between one's own side and the enemy's, even excluding simple battles, still leaves a huge gap, which is the reason why Qiu Di's heart is full of sorrow and resentment.

However, even if the opportunity has been lost, we cannot really continue to ignore it.

Qiudi looked at the main altar of the Seven Kills Sect in front and said, "Wudang Clan members, come to visit!"

He sat on the boat and spoke these eight words, but his voice echoed between the water and the mountains, covering the entire Seven Kills Sect's main altar.

In the main altar, the lights were suddenly brightly lit, and silhouettes of people flashed out.

Halfway up the mountain, four old men with extraordinary bearing gathered together, looking towards the water under the light of many torches around them.

The four elders of the Seven Kills General Altar, You, Long, Guang, and Pang, are all brothers of the leader Yan Ping. They are each at the peak of the eighth heaven, with extraordinary perseverance and extraordinary bravery.

"The master of Wudang came from afar, but he was disappointed and greeted at a distance. I don't know what he is doing?"

A message came back from the boat on the water: "I came here to pay a visit to the leader of the Seven Kills to discuss the future path of the Seven Kills."

After hearing this, the four elders all looked hesitant.

Who doesn’t know that Wudang represents the Ming Dynasty?

If it had been 50 years ago that someone from Wudang had come over and said something like this, the elders of the Seven Kills Cult would never have had a good look on their face.

In the words of their leader.

"Da Ming? Why should I obey him? The Jurchens deserve to be beaten ten thousand times. Zhu Ming's men were not good people back then. Today's Zheng Ming is a pirate. Why should I trust them?"

"What a turtle, I can manage this territory of Sichuan and Sichuan by myself!"

When the elders heard this, they all clapped their hands and cheered. They held the altar and drank strong wine, and they were the first to agree.

But this moment is the same as that moment.

After fifty years of hard work, the elders have also matured, and the hair on their heads has been gone for several times. Thanks to the good practice of Tai Sui martial arts, they can forcefully control the scalp and let it grow back.

Alas, who knows how easy it is to beat someone and how difficult it is to treat them?

Looking at the past fifty years, I heard that the Ming Dynasty has always done a good job. The elders did not tell them openly, but secretly mentioned the secret banquets between good brothers to the leader several times.

If there is a chance, why not form an alliance with them and ask them to send some talents over, and we will supervise from the side. It will definitely be easier than us doing it forcefully.

Yan Pingsheng's attitude has become slightly looser over the years, but he has not yet found a suitable opportunity.
To be continued...