Song Du was supposed to take office in Quzhou seven days ago, but he insisted on staying in the capital for seven more days. His only reason was that Zhang Dajun's grandson was getting married. He always wanted to be there to congratulate him anyway, so he had to wait for a few days.
This gesture of goodwill earned Zhang Juzheng's gratitude.
But in fact, in these seven days, he did more than just attend a wedding. He entered the East Palace, the prime minister's house, and the houses of a lot of court officials. He gave generous gifts and thanked the officials for their service.
Cultivation and love are what any official should do before going out, and no one has any objections.
Today, all the things have been done, the Zhang family's marriage has also passed, and it is time for him to take office in Quzhou, so he went to the Ministry of Personnel early in the morning to get the official seal, and will leave for Quzhou to take office today.
Lin Su bowed slightly: "Master Song!"
He is different from his second brother. That day when Lin Jialiang met Song Du, he met him as a relative, and Song Capital didn't treat him badly. Today, Lin Su met him with official courtesy.
"Lin Su, please get on the sedan."
"Thank you, sir!" Lin Su stepped up on the sedan chair.
"There are only you and me at the moment. There is no need to follow official etiquette. You can call me uncle." Song Du said with a smile.
A smile slowly appeared on Lin Su's face: "My uncle was promoted to two levels in a row and went to Quzhou to take up the post. It's really gratifying and congratulatory!"
Du Dao of the Song Dynasty said: "The officialdom is ups and downs, and the changes are unpredictable. When I go to Quzhou, there is a lot of controversy in the court..."
"Oh? What's the controversy?"
Song Du sighed and said: "The conflict between Qin Fangweng and you is well known throughout the court. It is said that Yang De also has a grudge against you. Both of them ended up like this, but your majesty asked me to go to Quzhou to fill the vacancy...
Some people in the court even said that everything was your plan, Lin Su, and its purpose was just to promote me to the throne."
Lin Su laughed loudly: "It's not surprising that those conspiracy theorists have this idea of killing two governors of the state and promoting their closest relatives to the throne. What's strange is...why do they believe that I have such abilities?"
"No one has ever underestimated your ability. The princes of Qin Fangweng are backed by the court, and their position is so secure. If you go to the world, won't you win it?"
"...How did I hear that Qin Fangweng is not actually captured? He may leave the prison at any time? Or even return to the court?"
Song Du said: "Yes, the interrogation of the three departments failed to find evidence of his collusion with his hometown. The big bosses in the court and the central government jointly provided guarantees. Your Majesty's imperial edict has been issued. During these days, let Qin Fangweng examine himself three times in Tianlao.
The day after the Autumn Festival, let him out of the prison."
Lin Su said: "Isn't this right? I, Lin Su, actually don't have much ability. I spent a lot of effort and took great risks to finally find some evidence of Qin Fangweng's crime. People say it's a shame.
Just wipe it off... So, uncle, you still have to tell those big guys not to be afraid of me, Lin Su, because I am actually not shit."
Song didn't know how to answer...
"Uncle, I'm going to Quzhou. It's a long way. Su won't delay my uncle's schedule. Say goodbye!" Lin Su cupped his hands, got out of the car, and strode away.
He left, and Song Du looked at his back for a long time.
The driver who was driving the carriage entered the carriage at some point: "Sir, what do you think?"
Song Du said: "I'm a little uneasy... Qin's release of Weng may cause complications."
"His Majesty has issued an imperial edict regarding Qin Fangweng. How could he have any trouble? Could it be that he dared to directly kill Qin Fangweng?"
Song Du said: "Logically speaking, he can't do anything, but when I mentioned that Qin Fangweng would leave the prison on the second day of the Autumn Festival, I saw the look in his eyes. This look told me that he did not want to admit defeat...
…Tell it to His Highness and let His Highness keep it in mind!”
"Yes!" The coachman's figure flashed and disappeared without a trace.
…
The autumn air is crisp and the swans are flying south.
There is a son in the capital, and the horse is as white as snow.
Lin Su once again set foot on the road of the rivers and lakes. He did not choose to fly into the air, nor did he choose to travel far in a boat. Instead, he bought a white horse, dressed in the clothes of a knight in the rivers and lakes, with a long sword on his waist, and a bright horse.
Enter the rivers and lakes.
As a great Confucian, he can travel thousands of miles through the sky with the help of his literary power.
As an inspector of the capital, traveling to Xizhou by boat is also a normal option.
But he just dressed up as a Jianghu man and entered the Jianghu with a sword.
This move was unexpected as soon as it started.
But for him, it was the only right option.
Why? The chessboard has been laid out in Xizhou and he has the upper hand. Can he follow the route designed by the enemy? No matter whether he goes to Xizhou in a flat step or takes a boat to Xizhou, he will inevitably step on the enemy.
On the chessboard, he lost half of his trip to Xizhou before it even started.
Therefore, he could only change his disguise.
When a swordsman enters the arena, he is just a drop of nameless water.
Thirty miles out of the city, Lin Su did not take the westbound route, but turned around and headed towards Zezhou.
Is this also a hidden whereabouts?
Actually not, he went to Zezhou to meet someone!
The capital of Zezhou is called Xijing, which is also a prosperous place with a long history. There are five capitals in Da Cang, the capital is Zhongjing, and there are four cities in the southeast, northwest and northwest, which are the remaining capitals.
What is a remaining capital? In peacetime, it is just an important town. If something happens to the central capital and it is occupied by the enemy, the other four capitals may be used at any time to perform the important administrative tasks of a country.
As a city built as a capital, it is naturally no small matter. Especially in recent days, it has been very lively. The main reason is the sudden change in the south of the city. The south of the city was originally the ancestral home of the Qin family. It was razed to the ground by mysterious forces overnight. An expert moved the mountain with a sword.
.It’s really eye-catching.
The mysterious power that can sweep hundreds of miles around, the mysterious master that can move mountains with one sword, are legendary existences in the world.
Therefore, the seventeen surrounding cultivation sects sent countless experts to explore the truth.
You really don’t know if you don’t explore, and you’ll be shocked if you explore.
There must be someone on that high mountain, but no one can get close to it. Even the owner of Nanchuan Island, the overlord of the generation who is separated from the heaven and the earth by a thin line, was killed by a sword light when he stepped onto the hillside for only three feet.
Half of his hair was cut off. Not to mention that Nanchuan Island Master couldn't block that sword, he didn't even see a ghost.
As a result, this newly formed hill became a holy place in the eyes of practitioners.
Countless people are waiting around the hill, waiting for a vague opportunity. They are eager to be interviewed by the master. One day, two days, ten days, one month, from midsummer to cool autumn, from thousands of miles of drought to continuous autumn rain, and then to today's
The sky is clear and the number of people is increasing...
Lin Su came from afar on a white horse and was a little dumbfounded when he saw this scene.
So many people?
What for?
Passing through the crowd and listening to their words, he quickly understood that those who wanted to be apprentices and those who asked for advice...
When he reached the foot of the mountain, there was a blocker in front of him. A swordsman in green unsheathed his sword with a swish and pointed it at Lin Su: "Bold madman, please dismount quickly, don't disturb the master."
Lin Su smiled and turned his gaze to the top of the mountain: "Old man, if I bring you some wine, is it considered a disturbance?"
As soon as the voice fell, he and the white horse he was sitting on suddenly broke through the air at the same time, and silently climbed to the top of the mountain...
The monks around were all dumbfounded, wow! Is this okay? The old man doesn’t like anything else, but he likes wine...
Hurry up and buy some wine...
So, a group of people rushed to Xijing and the liquor store...
On the top of the mountain, Lin Su saw Dugu Xing. The old man had a rusty sword on his knee.
Dugu Xing slowly raised his head and looked at Lin Su's attire with enthusiasm: "You are not dressed as a scholar today. Could it be that you have figured it out and are willing to be a disciple of the Sword Sect?"
By the way, accepting Lin Su as his disciple is really the old man's biggest expectation in the past month.
But he also knew that Lin Su Nai was the top scholar of this year, and the possibility of becoming his disciple was extremely small, but he still had to have the dream, what if it came true?
There is an ancient legend in the Jianmen. When the peerless genius enters the sword, the sound of the sword will shock everyone in the world.
In the history of thousands of years, only two people have caused the sword to ring. One is Li Zexi, the legend of swordsmanship from thousands of years ago, and the other is the man in front of him.
Although he also knew that the main reason why Lin Su caused Jianming Mountain was that he unlocked the real secret of Jianming Mountain, which was not to break through the levels but to teach sword skills. However, he could learn the first three moves of Dugu Nine Swords in three days.
How terrifying are people? Even if Li Zexi, a thousand years ago, was born with a sword, it took him a full month to learn the same level of swordsmanship as the Dugu Nine Swords. That was still an unprecedented speed for the entire sword sect.
The man in front of him is even more legendary than the legendary figure of Jianmen thousands of years ago.
He is already a thousand years old, and Jianmen has declined. What else can make this old man more gratified than recruiting a peerless genius to continue the popularity of Jianmen?
Lin Su shook his head gently: "I came here today just to bring some wine to the old man. The weather is getting colder and colder, and the snow season is coming soon. The old man is guarding the lonely mountain alone. I can't accompany him. I can only have several jars of fine wine.
Accompany the seniors to spend this long and severe winter."
He raised his hand, and a demon storage bag appeared in his palm. The bag was opened, and twenty jars of fine wine were placed in front of Dugu Xing.
Dugu Xing was a little disappointed, but also a little pleased.
"I've been in seclusion for many years, and I haven't drunk any fine wine in the world for ten years. It's great that you have this intention! Come... have a drink with me!"
Lin Su raised his hands, and two large porcelain bowls appeared in his palms. As soon as the wine jar was opened, the rich fragrance immediately filled the entire mountain.
Dugu Xing's eyes widened: "What a fragrant wine! Is there a new wine in the world?"
"Senior, please!" Lin Su raised her hand and took a big sip.
Dugu Xing drank a bowl of wine first, and his whole body was shaken as soon as he tasted it. He turned the bowl over and poured the whole bowl of wine into his mouth, not a drop of it was left...
His body seemed to be a sculpture, still on the mountain.
After a long time, Dugu Xing let out a long breath of alcohol: "The wine I drank before was in vain... What is the name of this wine?"
"By the white clouds!"
"Bianyunbian, such a bold wine name, but I don't know who is the expert who made it?"
"This... is not important!" Lin Su said: "Senior, I am here today and there is something else I want to talk to you about."
"Tell me!" Dugu Xing stretched out his hand, took the wine jar filled with two bowls of wine from Lin Su's hand and took it directly into his arms, and poured himself a bowl...
Lin Sudao: "If you want to defile the Heaven Sealing Sword and release the Black Bone Demon, do you deserve to die in the eyes of your seniors?"
A cold light suddenly flashed in Dugu Xing's eyes, like a sharp sword fixed in his eyes: "Natural!"
"However, its real leader will be released from the prison in half a month. Not only is he unscathed, but he may also be promoted to a noble position and step into the court!"
With a bang, the wine jar in Dugu Xing's hand dropped heavily, smashing the bluestone directly. He raised his gaze and fixed it firmly on Lin Su's face: "How dare they disobey the first iron rule of the Cang?"
"The first iron rule of the Cang, no one dares to disobey it, but they found a reason. This matter was done by his old Qin family. As the magistrate of Quzhou, Qin Fangweng did not pay any attention to this matter.
Ignorance, as the saying goes, there is no sin for those who don’t know!”
Dugu Xing sneered and said: "If the head of the family doesn't know, how dare the family members do such a thing? How can they do such a thing? Do you believe such a retarded statement?"
"Of course I don't believe it! ... But what can I do? In terms of status, I am just a fifth-grade supervisor, and in terms of combat power, I am not enough to change things! I can only watch them confuse right and wrong, and do not distinguish between black and white!" Lin Su said: "I
It's not worth the thousands of miles that I traveled for that day, it's not worth it for me to fight for the Sealing Heaven Sword, and I'm even more worthless for the three thousand heroic souls of the Sword Sect in the past!... Come on, pour me a bowl too, so I can drink away my sorrow.
…”
Dugu Xing looked at him coldly and did not pour him a drink at all. After a long time, a smile slowly appeared on his face: "Boy, I understand what you mean. I think it's okay for me to take action. Just promise me one thing.
Can."
"you say!"
Dugu Xing said: "Next year, you will attend the Yaochi Conference as a disciple of the Sword Sect."
Lin Su's heart suddenly moved. He had originally planned to participate in next year's Yaochi Meeting to see another scenery outside the court. However, as a disciple of Jianmen? You haven't given up yet? Do you want me to inherit the mantle of Jianmen?
He pondered for a long time: "Senior, we have already discussed this matter..."
"I didn't say I wanted you to be my disciple, I just took my name to participate in a spiritual practice meeting!"
"Why do you have to participate?"
Dugu Xing sighed: "I'm so excited..."
What's going on?
A few days ago, someone came and was one of his former rivals. This person ridiculed that the Sword Sect had declined and said that the Sword Sect was destroyed! Therefore, he needed a disciple to show off!
"In the Yaochi meeting, I won't give you a preset goal. You don't need to defeat the heroes with your skills... Of course, you can't defeat them even if you want to. You just need to tell the world one sentence!"
"Which sentence?"
"The Sword Sect is not destroyed, but the character remains!"
When he said these eight words, Dugu Xing's eyes flashed with light.
In the past, the Jianmen was so powerful that the disciples of the Jianmen were all over the world. But today, there is only an old man, a lonely mountain, a rusty broken sword, and a wish buried deep in the heart.
Everything is due to a bloody battle a thousand years ago.
In that battle, the Sword Sect came out in full force, and three thousand masters spilled their blood on the battlefield. None of them returned. They gave the whole world a home to live and work in peace and contentment, but they themselves became synonymous with stupidity, and are still laughed at by people to this day!
Lin Su stood up slowly: "I promise you!"
"When you participate in the Yaochi Association, you are representing the Sword Sect. Even if you have not joined the Sword Sect, you cannot know anything about the way of swordsmanship. Let me tell you about the swordsmanship of the Sword Sect..."
The Sword Sect follows the path of kendo, which spans the path of spiritual practice and martial arts...
There are countless sects that practice swords in the world, but the sword sect has its own unique skill...
The secret of Jianmen Kendo actually consists of twelve words: the sword move is the end, the sword intention is the key link, and the sword heart is the king.
It is precisely because of this twelve-word policy that Jianmen can stand out among many sects and surpass Bahuangliuhe. Why? Because other kendo sects spend a lot of time learning sword moves, but Jianmen does not pay attention to it at all.
Only with sword moves can you have more time to explore the sword's intention. When the sword's intention is strong, even the most common moves can defeat the enemy. Without the sword's intention, no matter how brilliant the sword moves are, they are just tricks... This chapter has been completed!