Chapter 11: The Dragon Sees the Beginning but Not the End (11)
With a "whoosh", an ebony box hit the Man in Black. The man in black heard the voice, gently pushed Fan Wenyan, and he turned over and stood on the eaves, but the sandalwood box was deeply embedded in the wooden pillar under the eaves.
A handsome young descendant in a green robe had a bad smile on his face and reclined on the arched door in the middle of the front and back yards.
The young housheng held a pear in his hand, took a bite lightly, and said, "It is really bold for a bold little thief to dare to steal something in the General Soldier's Mansion." Watch me take you down today and let the Commander-in-Chief punish you. ”
The man in black did not expect that he would kill a Cheng to bite the gold halfway, he was shocked in his heart, but he sneered, "Which field are you in, the monkey on the mountain, also dare to take care of Xiao Ye's idle affairs, I really don't know if I am dead or alive." The young descendant also laughed and said, "Tell you, I am afraid of scaring your guts, Young Master Ben is the God King Yu Ghost Sabre." ”
People with ears in the rivers and lakes have heard of Shenwangyu, and the god of one of the three masters of the jianghu has taken refuge in Shenwangyu.
The man in black paused for a moment and said, "What's going on, how did the people of God King Yu come to Jinzhou?" Although The Divine Master had once assisted Xiong Tingbi in defending Liaodong, he had already withdrawn from the jianghu and returned to the Hidden God Wang Yu. Is there any relationship between Shen Ye and Wu Xiang? God Grandpa wouldn't always send someone to congratulate Wu Xiang on his new marriage, right? Who the hell is this bastard? Don't you dare to pretend to be a god and a grandfather? ”
He didn't think any further, he didn't want to stalemate with the ghost saber, he just wanted to take Fan Wenyan out of the General Soldier's Mansion now.
He said, "Stinky boy, someone who actually has the courage to impersonate God King Yu is really bold." However, you cross your Yangguan Road, I walk my canoe bridge, we are the well water does not violate the river water. You and I have never known each other, and there is no suspicion of revenge. Naturally, I don't want to make an enemy of you, I just want to take this girl out of here. If you are interested, let me leave the way. ”
The ghost saber laughed and sneered, "Bold little thief, the tone is not small, do you think that Young Master Ben is made of mud?" If Young Master Ben also wanted to take the canoe bridge to stop you from going, what should you do? I'd like to see what you can do to take people away at the hands of my ghost saber. ”
When he finished speaking, he put his foot on the ground and launched a slap at the Man in Black. The man in black does not show weakness, and the backhand is also a slap, and the two palms intersect. The man in black had retreated three or five inches, he did not expect that the ghost saber power was so deep.
The man in black saw the situation, looked at Fan Wenyan, and said to the ghost saber: "Stinky boy, aren't you a coward, and want to rob women with Wu Zongbing?" Could it be that you are the flower-picking thief ghost saber rumored on the rivers and lakes. ”
When the ghost saber heard this, his face instantly turned blue, and he scolded angrily in his heart: "Less nonsense, this one-wood bridge little master I am going to go today." If you don't leave you today, Xiao Ye will lose the face of the God King Yu. ”
Hearing the sound of fighting, the guards of the General Soldier's Mansion all crowded over to the front yard with long guns.
When the man in black saw the Fuchu guards, he scolded the ghost saber fiercely, "It's really a dog that takes care of the rats and takes care of things." Let you spoil my good deeds. After saying that, as soon as he raised his backhand, a dozen small flying knives flew towards the ghost saber.
The man in black did not want to get entangled with the ghost saber any longer, turned over and flew down on the roof, he untied a rope around his waist, and with a wave of his hand, the rope was like a long snake flying out and wrapped around Fan Wenyan's body. The man in black pulled the rope hard, and Fan Wenyan flew up to the eaves and stood in front of the man in black.
The man in black shouted at the general of the General Bingfu, "This young man and I are accomplices, and he deliberately blended into the banquet in order to assassinate General Wu." After saying that, he reached out and hugged Fan Wenyan's waist, and after a few ups and downs, he jumped out of the General Soldier's Mansion.
Suddenly, a horseshoe sound sounded, and gradually drifted away, disappearing into the night.
The man in black's flying knife quickly became fiercer, but the ghost saber shot faster, and more than a dozen small flying knives were already in his hands in an instant. The ghost sabre heard the sound of the horse's hooves, and knew that the man in black had gone far with Fan Wenyan, but he couldn't bear this breath.
He pulled out the ebony box embedded in the wooden pillar, but the general of the General Army's general had more than a dozen spears in his hand and surrounded the ghost saber. Ghost Sabre's heart trembled, looking at the dozen or so generals surrounding him, thinking that they had listened to the words of the man in black before he fled, and thought that he and the man in black were in the same group.
With a bitter smile on his face, he deliberately shouted angrily, and a dozen generals were really drunk by him and took a few steps back. The ghost saber had a fire in his heart, but it was inconvenient to vent on these generals, and his feet flew out a little bit.
Only a group of overwhelmed guards remained standing in the backyard, who had never seen anyone so high in martial arts.
The grass has withered and yellowed, and everywhere is a desolate landscape, on the side of the ancient road, outside the long pavilion.
Thirty miles west of Jinzhou City, there was a ruined pavilion, and the steps had been blown off in half by the artillery of the war, and the pavilion had fallen paint and was mottled, like a cripple with tinea.
On the top of the pavilion were a few small yellow grasses, shivering in the autumn wind.
There were two people playing chess under the pavilion. An old man in a gray cloth robe with gray hair but a ruddy face carried a pot of wine in his hand. Opposite him sat a middle-aged man wearing a bucket-like bandana, a worn-out soap-rimmed linen shirt, a tea brown belt tied around his waist, a clear eyebrow, and a long white beard. The middle-aged man's eyes were full of sorrow, and his eyes seemed to be slightly closed, as if he had not yet woken up from wine.
The two of them were the same two people who had been drinking at the restaurant opposite the General's Mansion yesterday. Next to them was a child of about ten years old wearing a silk jacket and two buns. The child was none other than Wu Sangui, the son of Wu Xiang, the general of Jinzhou.
On the eaves of the pavilion hung a small bird cage, and there was a gray and white pigeon in the cage.
There was also a bag at the stone table under the pavilion.
The old man took a sip of wine, put down a chess piece, and said to the middle-aged man with a sad face: "Mr. Fan, you were depressed last night, and you are still depressed today, when are you depressed?" There are many unsatisfactory things in life, if every time you encounter unsatisfactory things, you are as sad as you are every day, what is the meaning of life? ”
The middle-aged man sighed, stood up, looked at Jinzhou City, and said, "Dao Ye, I am grateful to fan Wencheng for your help to save me and Yuan. But it was my own sister who was arrested in the General Soldier's Mansion. In this world, I have only this one relative. But now I can only watch her fall into the mouth of the tiger and can't do anything... Moreover, as the leader of Liaodong Wulin, since you can save me, why don't you try to save my sister, but bring me to such a place to play chess with you? My sister is in danger, how can I be at peace? ”
Dao Ye nodded, stood up, took a sip of wine, looked at the official road in the distance, and said, "I have also heard about Mr. Fan's affairs." Mr. Fan's sixth ancestor was named Fan Yue, and Hongwu was convicted of a crime in Yunmeng County, Hubei Province in the early years, so the whole family was sent from Leping County, Jiangxi to Shenyang Wei in the then border town of Liaodong Dusi, and Fan became a Shenyang native. His great-grandfather's name was Fan Yan (范鏓), who entered the military in the twelfth year of Zhengde Examination, and later became an official in the imperial court, and was promoted to the bingbu Shangshu, because he was upright and upright, and was ostracized by the powerful minister Yan Song, so he had to abandon the official and leave. His grandfather Fan Shen served as the commander of Shenyang Wei. The family is in the middle of the road, and can only teach in the private school for a living, and rely on your sister Fan Wenyan for her life. Mr. Fan, am I right? ”
The middle-aged Hanzi Fan Wencheng did not expect that as the leader of the Liaodong Wulin And the Daoye who was respected by everyone in the jianghu would know so much about his family affairs.
Fan Wencheng nodded, stood up, looked at Jinzhou City with a solemn face, sighed, and said, "Fan Mou has been studious since childhood, and his intelligence is also outstanding, and he was admitted to the Shenyang County School in the forty-third year of the Wanli Calendar. Just when I was full of ambition and determined to make a difference on the road to advancement, disaster came. In the forty-sixth year of the Wanli Calendar, nurhaci, the leader of the Manchurian Tartars, led his troops south, conquered Fushun and other places, plundered on a large scale, and rewarded the 300,000 people and animals he received to the meritorious officers and men of the Eight Banners of Manchuria. It was difficult to escape from the tiger's den with his sister and go to Jinzhou, but he did not want to fall into the wolf's den again. If my sister really has something wrong, how can I explain it to my dead parents..." Before I finished speaking, tears filled my eyes and my voice was choked.
Dao Ye patted Fan Wencheng's shoulder and said, "Mr. Fan, bring you here, I am just helping a deceased person to send you a big gift." Fan Wencheng laughed, but his smile was more ugly than crying, and he said, "Big gift? Is there anything more important now than my sister? I only want my sister, and as for the other gifts, I think I'll skip it. ”
Dao Ye shook his head, "You really don't want the gift I sent?" Don't regret it when the time comes. Dao Ye put down the chess pieces in his hand and reclined on the pavilion pillar to look at the direction of Jinzhou City, as if waiting for something.
The sound of horses' hooves sounded, and a man dressed in black rode a fast horse, coming from a distance, leaving a cloud of dust.
The veil of the man in black had long been blown off by the wind, his eyebrows were clear- and his nose was high, his lips were two small mustaches, and his head was in a high bun. A short sword was inserted obliquely at the waist.
On horseback, there was a gaunt and pale woman in a worn-out gray cloth robe who hugged the man in black tightly, and the paper fan was still tightly held in her hand.
The man in black "shouted" and tightened the reins of the horse, and the horse raised its front hooves and stopped outside the long pavilion. When Dao Ye saw the two of them together, a calm smile appeared on his face. Fan Wencheng, who was full of troubles, also stood up and stared at the two people.
The man in black patted Fan Wenyan behind him and hugged him tightly, "Open your eyes and look at this vast world." ”
Fan Wenyan opened her eyes, she was not seeing the world, but her brother Fan Wencheng. Fan Wencheng had also seen his sister. Fan Wencheng did not expect to have the opportunity to see his sister, and he was busy helping Fan Wenyan off his horse.
The man in black also turned over and dismounted, walked over to Dao Ye's side, and said, "Daddy, I rescued Fan Wenyan." Fan Wencheng listened to his words, turned around and looked at Dao Ye, who was also smiling at him, "Are you still satisfied with the gift I sent you?" ”
Fan Wencheng was so happy that he couldn't speak, even the Golden Mountain and Silver Mountain could not withstand his sister's importance. Fan Wenyan walked over to the man in black, looked at him affectionately, and said, "Thank you so much for the rescue of the young man." The man in black spread his hair in a bun and gently lifted the two mustaches, only to find that he was clearly a daughter.
Fan Wencheng and Fan Wenyan looked at her with wide eyes. Dao Ye smiled and said, "This is my daughter Dao Qingfeng." ”
Dao Qingfeng smiled and said to Fan Wenyan, "Next time you change your clothes, don't be so rigid." As soon as Fan Wenyan heard this, her face turned red. However, Dao Ye and Fan Wencheng looked at each other, but they were a little confused.
Fan Wencheng held his fist to Dao Ye and said, "Dao Ye's great kindness to our Fan family, Wen Cheng can't repay it." Fan Mou just said that there are many offenses, but also ask the knife master to forgive, here, please accept Wen Cheng's worship. After saying that, Fan Wencheng pulled Fan Wenyan to kneel down to thank Daoye for his sacrifice to save his life.
Seeing that the knife master could not see such a vulgar etiquette, he stopped Fan Wencheng with his hand and said, "There is gold under the boy's knees." I'm a bad old man and it's not worth it. The road is uneven and the sword is drawn to help, which is the work of raising hands. Besides, Mr. Fan should thank himself even more. ”
Fan Wencheng was a little confused, did not know the meaning of Daoye's words, and asked: "Daoye, I don't know how to say this?" Dao Ye looked up and smiled, "Do you remember this person, The Divine Dragon Son?" ”
Fan Wencheng nodded, "Divine Dragon Son, this name is somewhat familiar, but it is not too impressive." But does he have anything to do with it..."
Dao Ye looked at Fan Wencheng, who was dazed, smiled, and said, "A few years ago, ShenLongzi first went to Liaodong to look for Xiong Tingbi, the governor of Jiliao, and spent the night at your house. You treated him like a VIP and killed your hen who laid eggs to make soup for him. Do you remember? ”
Fan Wenyan nodded, pulled Fan Wencheng's shirt, but said, "Big brother, I remember." Could it be that the knife master is talking about the somewhat depressed, long hair covering the eyebrows, and ragged clothes like a beggar? Dao Ye nodded, fan Wencheng seemed to remember, nodded, and said, "I remembered it too, but that was a few years ago." If it wasn't for Wen Yan talking about it, I would have forgotten it? ”
The knife master took out a letter from his arms, and the envelope was painted with a dragon. Dao Ye said, "The so-called grace of dripping water, gushing springs to repay each other, the divine dragon son did not know where to get the news that you were in trouble, the flying pigeon passed on the book to me, let the old man help." No matter what, the old man still had to give the divine dragon a face. Therefore, you don't have to thank me, thank you for the dragon, and you should thank you for the chicken soup you had back then. ”
Dao Qingfeng also said, "This is the way things in the world are." Good is rewarded with good, evil is rewarded with evil, not by not being repaid, and the time has not yet come. When the time comes, it is natural to report. The kindness of a meal in those years was actually exchanged for two lives of your Fan brothers and sisters today? ”
Dao Ye nodded, took a sip of wine, and said, "Who can make a friend like The Divine Dragon Zi is really a blessing for a lifetime." ”
Dao Ye asked Fan Wencheng, "I have already done the things that the Divine Dragon Zi has explained." But I don't know where Mr. Fan is going next, what are your plans? ”
Fan Wencheng looked at Shenyang Wei in the distance, which was no longer his hometown, it had become a place of Manchurian Tartars. He sighed and said, "We have become displaced people, the heavens and the earth are great, but there is no place to live." ”
Dao Ye handed the letter of the Divine Dragon Zi to Fan Wencheng, pointed to Jinzhou City and said, "Jinzhou, Songshan, Xingxingshan, Tashan, Ningyuan, Qiantunwei, Zhonghousuo, and Zhongqiansuo outside Shanhaiguan, this is the Ningjin Defense Line that the Ming Dynasty has been operating for more than ten years." You see that the Manchurian Iron Horse has already been fiercely armed, and will swing its army south at any time. The government was corrupt and the grain was insufficient, so it was hard for me to imagine whether the Ningjin Defense Line could stop the Eight Banners of Manchuria. Ningyuan's general soldier Zu Dashou is still a character, but look at this Jinzhou general Wu Xiang..."
Dao Ye did not open his mouth to continue, and shook his head slightly.
After fan wencheng had this incident, he naturally already knew that Wu Xiang was definitely not a good general, and he was worried about this Ningjin defense line in his heart. If the Manchurian Tartars marched south, I don't know how many more Li people would die tragically and how many would become homeless. Thinking of this, I also sighed and said, "We have personally seen the Manchurian Iron HorseMen, and seeing them reminds me of the scene when Genghis Khan Temujin led the Mongolian Iron Horse to sweep through the Central Plains." Since Xiong Tingbi passed on the first nine sides, I would like to ask the whole Daming, who else can shoulder the heavy responsibility of guarding Liaodong? I heard that it turned out that Xiong Tingbi had a governor named Yuan Chonghuan who had some ability, but he was framed by the eunuch Wei Zhongxian and stripped back to his hometown by the emperor, but his whereabouts are still unknown..."
Dao Ye smiled lightly and said, "Nowadays, the government is corrupt, the eunuchs are monopolistic, and the disasters in Sichuan and Shaanxi are rampant. Shen Longzi confessed in the letter that if Mr. Fan really had no place to stay, he could go to a place, that is, Mongolia. Dayu'er, the daughter of Sang belle of the Mongolian Horqin Tribe, is a friend of the Divine Dragon Zi, and he has already repaired the book, so you can rest assured and boldly go over. ”
Fan Wencheng thought about it for a moment and said, "Mongolia was originally a small country attached to my Daming Dynasty, and the land of foreign domains was also the land of foreign domains, so why did you let me go to Mongolia?" Dao Ye smiled and said, "Mongolia was originally attached to Daming, but after Manchuria, the Jin Kingdom co-opted Mongolia by marriage, and now it has already become a Post-Jin vassal, you should also know." But Mongolia has the protection of manchurian iron horses, no war, at least there will be no danger to life, but it is a good place to go. And Zhai Sang Belle looks at the thin noodles of the divine dragon, and it will certainly not treat you badly. Mr. Fan can herd horses and sheep and live a peaceful and stable life. ”
Fan Wencheng worried: "The marriage between Hou jin and Mongolia will make Mongolia a vassal of Hou Jin, which can solve the worries of conquering Daming." And now, after the Sons of the Eight Banners of Jin Dorgun, they are pushing into Korea, which is to cut off another base camp of Daming. In this way, the Ming Dynasty is really precarious. However, today's imperial court has not attracted enough attention, and the emperor still blindly hides in the deep palace as a carpenter. Wei Zhongxian held great power, the traitors and thieves were enlightened, the loyal ministers and good generals were wronged, and the government was smoky and miasma, and Daming seemed to have run out of qi. I don't know who can enter the Central Plains and rule the world? ”
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