To the east of Luoyang City, five miles outside the upper east gate, is the camp of the Luoyang City garrison. At this time, the autumn defense has been launched, and the more than a thousand soldiers originally stationed in the camp, most of whom were led by Zhiguo Colonel Tan Lingde, have already set off to the west.
Be prepared for Tibetan soldiers to invade in autumn and winter.
The two teams of about 300 soldiers who stayed here were divided into six groups on a large campus in Zhiyang, Luoshui. They each practiced archery, rifle shooting, spears, sword formations and other subjects. The weeds on the campus were withered and yellow.
, where the yellow sand was trampled by iron hoofs, the autumn wind has rolled up pieces of sand and dust, carrying some grass leaves, and rushed towards Luoshui in the south. The university grounds are also in this long yellow cloud, sometimes clear, sometimes blurry.
Shao Yifei, the Zhonghou of Huaihua, controlled the reins and patrolled around the school grounds. Under the bronze helmet and iron armor were light green robes. When he encountered the recruits who were lazing around among the withered grass, he swung his riding whip. Those recruits in twos and threes,
Driven by the whip, he rolled and crawled back to his side of the formation to accept the punishment from the gang leader.
A bird song pierced the yellow clouds, from far to near. Shao Yifei looked sideways, and a black shadow had fallen from above and landed firmly on his shoulder. It was a falcon with sharp eyes. He touched it casually
When he reached the jade claw of the falcon, there was a small bamboo tube waiting for him to open and read. He took the bamboo tube, took out a few pieces of dried meat from his arms, fed it to the falcon, and then let it fly again.
The grass was dry, the eagle's eyes were sharp, and the wind blew lightly over the horse's hooves. Shao Yifei held the bamboo tube tightly with one hand, clamped his legs, and the army horse ran towards a camp in the north.
The furnishings in the camp are simple, with a huge felt on the floor. On the felt are several tables, wine bags, animal skin blankets and other items. On the keel that holds the military tent open are hanging Mo knives, crossbows, quivers, etc. Shao Yi is flying cross-legged.
After sitting down in front of a few desks, I saw the mark carved with a knife on the bamboo tube - it was the military report from the Shence Army.
"Is it because the war in the west is difficult this year and you want me to wait for the rescue?" Shao Yifei thought as he lifted the bamboo tube and unfolded the thin paper in front of his eyes. He spoke in a few words in a simple and plain language. In just a few breaths, he spoke
Having finished reading, his brows furrowed, and a cloud of doubt arose in his mind.
Shao Yifei thought for a while, but couldn't make a decision. He put the "military report" in his arms, got on his horse, and ran westward towards the Taiwei Palace in the city - he must ask his superior for instructions when something happens. This is to become a
The basic qualities of a military commander. Now that the general in the army is gone, the only one who has the authority to recruit the two troops stationed in Luoyang is the one in Taiwei Palace.
In Taiwei Palace, in a courtyard next to Xuanyuan Temple, on a futon three feet square, the palace envoy Wang Jin is sitting with his back straight, holding a scripture in his hand, studying attentively. In the middle of the courtyard is an ancient ginkgo tree with golden fan leaves and
The autumn wind drifted down one after another, falling on the side of the mysterious crown and jade hairpin, among the feathered cranes and cloaks, and in front of the body paved with white stones.
Hong Taizhu stepped on the speckled yellow leaves and carefully walked into the courtyard. Just as he was about to speak, Wang Jin put his index finger on his lips. Hong Taizhu swallowed the words he was holding in his mouth.
Wang Jin closed his eyes, thought about it carefully, and then said lazily: "Hong Zhiye, you really have no roots of wisdom and no connection with Buddha. It's just that you don't want to realize the Buddhist teachings all over the world.
Dare you trample on me rashly! I am afraid that after a hundred years, I will fall into reincarnation forever and find it difficult to survive."
Hong Taizhu's face froze, and then he slowly said: "I'm asking the palace envoy to convict you of your rudeness... However, Shao Zhonghou from the camp came over and said that he had received a report from Feishu's army and wanted to ask you to make a decision. He was outside the courtyard."
"Invite him to come over!" Wang Jin opened his eyes, shook his head and sighed, "The world of mortals is really a vast ocean of suffering; the mortal world is really the obstacle to the Buddha's karma!"
Shao Yifei was pacing anxiously outside the courtyard. Hong Taizhu finally walked out quickly and said respectfully: "The palace envoy invites you!" Shao Yifei followed him, stepped on white stones and yellow leaves, and stopped a few steps in front of Wang Jin.
Hold your fists and perform a military salute.
"How have you been, Captain Tan? I heard from Hong Taizhu that you had received Feishu's military report and wanted to see me. Why?" Wang Jin asked before he could speak.
"Colonel Tan led his troops to autumn defense and has not come back yet. This military report... came from Chang'an Shence Army, saying that a Taoist from Luoyang reported that Shangqing Temple secretly hid the Forbidden Garden that was plundered by Jizhou thieves.
Treasure. You want us to send a group of soldiers to search the Shangqing Temple on Cuiyun Peak... If we find real evidence, we can arrest all the Taoist priests in Shangqing Temple." Shao Yifei said and reported the army to the king.
In Jin's hand, "It's just that the lower official felt that this matter was a bit unfounded and wanted to deal with it. But where the military report was signed, there was a letter signed by Mr. Yu... Please ask the palace envoy to make a decision!"
"Zheng Guogong has always been loyal and upright, and he despises these Taoist priests who are just like flies and dogs. Since he is flying to the camp, you just do as he is told!" Wang Jin glanced at the military report for a few times, but without much hesitation, he replied directly, "It was just a search.
, if you get any weapons, maps, etc., they must be sent to Taiwei Palace so that I can use them."
Shao Yifei now felt a lot more at ease in his heart. He bid farewell to Wang Jin with another clasped fist, and then sped back towards the camp.
The several-acre camp is surrounded by a fence made of wooden stakes and canes, about as tall as a person. There are only camp gates on the east, north, and west sides. There are towering watchtowers on both sides of the camp gate, with soldiers taking turns to handle them.
.In wartime, it cannot stop the onslaught of the army; but its function in peacetime is to prevent the escaped war horses from escaping, and at the same time to release a warning message of "Idle people, please do not approach" to the passing civilians. At this time
In some places, the fences have been loosened, allowing hares and foxes to come in without any hindrance; in other places, they have been newly repaired, and the yellow leaves that have not yet fallen off the wooden piles are still trembling.
Shao Yifei rode his horse and ran in from the west gate. The sentry who recognized his identity gave him a military salute from a distance on the watchtower. When he entered the camp gate, his voice sounded like thunder: "Where is Chen Gu? Come to the camp and see you soon."
Me!" The voice followed the flying horse hooves and spread far away in all directions.
In front of the Mo Dao formation, the gang leader named Chen Gu was raising the slender Mo Dao, practicing over and over again with dozens of soldiers, using simple and brave sword techniques, slashing and chopping, shouting and shouting.
Shao Zhonghou's voice echoed throughout the camp, and he waved his Mo Dao, put it in its scabbard, and signaled the soldiers to continue practicing while he ran towards the camp in the north.
Shao Yifei had already sat down cross-legged in front of the desk, looking straight ahead with cold eyes. The team leader Chen Gu ran in, knelt down on one knee, cupped his fists and bowed his head, saying: "Master Zhonghou Xuan Mo is coming, what is your mission?
"
Shao Yifei said in a deep voice: "A secret order came from the Chang'an Shence Army, asking us to send a group of soldiers to Cuiyun Peak to search for the treasures robbed by Jizhou thieves hidden in Shangqing Temple. This is what I just returned from Taiwei
Please take the military talisman that the palace envoy invited, and you can set off after dinner tomorrow morning!"
Chen Gu responded decisively: "Here--!" Just as he was about to leave, he looked up and saw Shao Yifei waving his right hand lightly, signaling him to come forward and speak. He stepped forward in a few steps and leaned over.
Shao Yifei said softly: "Chen Gu, you are the direct descendants brought by the palace envoy from Hedong Road. I entrust you with such a beautiful job, so naturally you have to explain it carefully. If there are any magic weapons or battle maps in the temple,
You can get it directly..."
Chen Gu nodded repeatedly, then clasped his fists and left. After leaving the camp, he called a few of his subordinates and gave them a few brief instructions for dispatching troops the next day. Then he walked with them to the place where the smoke was coming from the camp. Then
Several gang leaders were surrounding a large pot, with a blazing fire below licking the bottom of the pot. A pot of mixed meat porridge was slowly simmering, exuding a rich aroma...
Inside the Hongdao Temple, as usual, they were living a simple life of chanting sutras, practicing martial arts, and greeting pilgrims. The temple owner, Wei Chiyuan, sat in the alcove, his heart churning with uncertainty. After three consecutive days of lobbying, the results were minimal, and most of the Taoist temples
I feel that he is making a fuss out of a molehill - Jingyun, Longxing and Daochong Sanguan are so virtuous and capable. Can they ask Taiwei Palace to stand up for them and take action? It's quite nonsense. But naturally he won't say it directly.
, he just offered good tea, soup and food, entertained him, and then ignored him after sending him away.
This is the second thing. Yuchiyuan's lobbying has already analyzed the intention of the palace envoys to divide the people in the Taoist sect, and analyzed it with the temple masters. The temple masters are not stupid people, and they naturally understand the pros and cons.
Even though he refused to fight as a team, he definitely would not fall into the trap on his own. But this morning, Ke Shenxing, the leader of Anguo Temple, came over to play chess with him, and during the chat he revealed a message:
Gongsun Xuantong of Shangqing Temple felt that the Taoist sect was declining, so he held a "Cuiyun Dan Meeting". He invited the Taoist temple masters and supervisors in Luoyang City and surrounding areas to gather on Cuiyun Peak on the third day of September to enjoy the "Mangshan Evening"
Looking at the grand scene of "", and also discussing the path of cultivating the great path, I want to be inclusive and comprehensive of the methods of various schools, and then extract their essence and compile them into a great success.
No matter what the outcome of this meeting is, such ambition has already earned the admiration of all the temple masters. However, Taiwei Palace's recent "Moon Viewing and Discussing the Tao" ended in a hurry and ended in a hasty manner. The temple masters had already expressed their disapproval of the palace.
With the flashy look and feel, many people in the Taoist sect don't mind that much as to whether it is a ploy to alienate the Taoist sect. After all, people in the Taoist sect cannot be considered monolithic.
It's just that this invitation avoided the five Taoist temples of Jingyun, Longxing, Daochong, Hongdao and Linji, which still made Yuchiyuan somewhat depressed and puzzled. Such depression covered the whole afternoon, and he also thought
Unable to come up with a defensible explanation that would comfort me, I had to wash up hastily and go to bed early.
Fang Qidou, the disciple of Hongdao Temple, was standing in front of the desk in his living room. He took apricot wood glue, mixed it with water, and mixed it with a wooden skewer into a small spoonful of consistency. He also took the broken wooden hairpin and dipped it in with the wooden skewer.
After picking up the melted apricot wood glue, apply a layer of it evenly on the fracture, and then gently close the fractures on both sides. When they intersected, some glue overflowed from the joints. Fang Qidou took another wet cloth and gently
Wipe it clean... After such busy work, the wooden hairpin appeared in front of me in perfect condition again.
Fang Qidou smiled and admired it for a while, then placed the wooden hairpin gently and waited for it to dry. Then the tall and elegant figure of the owner of the wooden hairpin appeared in his mind. Looking at things and thinking about people, the clothes and belts
The days are getting wider and the autumn is full of sorrow. Perhaps this is the feeling of worry! But it is far less romantic than the one in the 300 poems... Fang Qidou stood there thinking for an unknown amount of time, then an idea flashed in his mind, and he couldn't help but laugh.
He made a sound. Then he left the gate and ran happily to Linji Temple.
"That Yang Chaoxi's swordsmanship is extraordinary. From now on, he should come and go frequently to 'exchange martial arts' in order to continuously improve his own martial arts! Naturally, the fans, sachets, rouges, etc. that the senior sisters in Linji Temple like to have on weekdays.
Even small things, you can give some away, just think of it as a kindness to others..." Fang Qidou was thinking about this as he ran, and he couldn't help but praise his genius for his imagination.
In the front yard of Linji Temple, in a guest room on the west side, the desk next to the window is covered with a piece of snow-white rice paper. On top of the rice paper are a writing brush, an inkstone, pine ink, a brush washer, a bamboo knife and other items. Yang Chaoxi hung his elbow and waved a line.
The regular script, which is not very neat, saunters out on the rice paper:
Overlord Spear, Night-Slashing Sword, Formation-Breaking Snake Spear, Fengxian Divine Halberd, Qinglong Yanyue Sword, Gongsun Sword Technique, Five Saints and Thousand Official Pictures, Falling Rain Jingqiu Sword, New Lotus Remnant Dream Sword, Lao Yan Fen Fei Sword, Spiritual Snake Transformation Spear
, Cuiyun Daogong, Nine Styles of Fighting for Life, Zhuojia Quan, Seizing Fist...
When he was about to finish writing on a piece of rice paper, he seemed to find something wrong again. He turned his head and stretched out his pen to erase the five words "Pictures of Five Saints and Thousand Officials" and continued to write the three words "Pei Min Sword" at the back.
Then I put down the brush with satisfaction, picked up the square rice paper, and looked at it carefully. But I thought in my heart: These are the various martial arts I have learned since I can remember. If I learn more in the future, maybe I can
Let's write it into a book! Unfortunately, the method of practicing Qigong and Qi taught by Master Changyuan, although mysterious, has no name, and I don't know how to describe it. I can only go back to the mountain and ask the temple master for advice.
All kinds of names came together, and a sense of pride arose spontaneously. While Yang Zhaoxi was intoxicated with himself, that little figure jumped in like a nightmare, looking up at him with a smile: "Senior Brother Chong Lingzi
!There is a handsome Taoist priest outside looking for you, saying that his surname is Fang and his name is Qidou..."
When Yang Zhaoxi heard what she said, she breathed a sigh of relief. Recently, she had been pestered by Yue Xizi Tanqing to learn swordsmanship. She even neglected her martial arts and qi training, but it was difficult to reject her outright... After all, Aunt Chunxi and the others were also doing this.
Without any secret, he taught him all kinds of martial arts.
But when the little girl mentioned "chess beans", she couldn't help but smile and interrupted her: "Let senior brother Fang come over!" Tan Qing's cheeks were slightly bulging, her mouth was pouted, and she turned around and went out. It seems that
On duty today, the little girl is not in a very good mood.
He smiled before anyone arrived! Fang Qidou still looked so free and uninhibited: "Junior brother Yang, I haven't seen you for a few days, I want to hurt my senior brother!"
Yang Zhaoxi dodged his bear hug and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Fang came uninvited. Junior Brother is quite surprised. If you have any advice, please tell me clearly first!"
"Junior Brother Yang is straightforward! Senior brother was practicing 'Cuiyun Dao Kung' in the temple today. Suddenly he remembered that Junior Brother's swordsmanship is superb, and he felt itchy in his heart. He came here to ask for advice. If you can master a few tricks, it will be worthwhile.
This trip!" Fang Qidou said eloquently, and those who didn't know his nature would probably take it seriously.
"Come on! Senior Sister Jing Xiko is not here today. You are not making this trip in vain, but you are traveling in vain!" Yang Chaoxi laughed loudly.
Fang Qidou's face twitched, but he finally put aside his gentleness and rushed forward to fight, but Yang Chaoxi jumped onto the wooden couch with a "loach tail". When he tried to jump on the wooden couch to catch him again, he was hit with a "loach tail".
"The lazy donkey rolled around" and fell outside the wooden couch.
The two were still fighting, and the little figure just left and came back, jumped in from outside the door, and said with a smile: "Brother Qidou, it turns out that you are here to 'secretly infiltrate Chen Cang'! I will report it to the master of the prison immediately.
I will send some powerful senior sisters to use big brooms to invite you out."
Yang Zhaoxi hurriedly stopped and came to the rescue: "Junior sister Yue Xizi stayed behind. Senior brother Fang really came here to learn swordsmanship. It was just a joke. Moreover, senior brother Fang's 'Grabbing Fist' is the true inheritance of Yuchi Guanzhu, which is also very powerful."
Incomparable! Don’t you want to learn a few tricks?”
As soon as the little girl Qin Qing heard how to learn boxing, a strange expression appeared in her big watery eyes: "Okay! Okay! If Senior Brother Qidou is willing to teach me, then it will be a different matter... uh... Jing Xizi
Senior sister will definitely be back within the time after finishing her work."
In a few words, a small "transaction" was completed in a happy atmosphere.