The fifty-eighth chapter to kill the turtle meeting (1)
Gui Zhong followed Feng Nandi to Hejian Mansion, and immediately found a large number of martial arts people in the surrounding towns. They all looked like they were in a hurry, but they didn't make much noise. This made Gui Zhong
Zhong was somewhat curious. All the people in these martial arts circles were unruly and unruly. It was common for them to get into fights if they disagreed. But now, many Jianghu people in Hejian Mansion seemed to be very low-key.
I haven't seen much strife.
"Senior brother, these people are quite well-behaved. We didn't see anyone making trouble along the way. They are very low-key."
Gui Zhong said in surprise while looking at the crowd of people around him.
"Alas, junior brother, I don't know something. The Qing court's suppression of people in the martial arts world is still very serious. I don't know how many heroes in the world have fallen into the hands of the Tatars on weekdays. Besides, this time everyone has gathered here for the sake of everyone.
It is a turtle killing convention. Naturally, the more secretive the better, if it attracts too much attention, it will be very bad. If it is surrounded and suppressed by the Qing army, the losses will be heavy, so everyone knows it well and tries to keep a low profile.
I act just because I don’t want to attract other people’s attention.”
Feng Nandi gave a wry smile. He was involved in the planning of all these things, so he knew everything about it.
"Well, that's what I say, but the noise at this turtle killing convention is still quite loud, and it might have attracted the attention of the Qing court. We should be careful in what we do next."
Gui Zhong thought for a moment and felt that the Qing court might have known about the gathering of people from the martial arts world in Hejian Mansion this time. In the original work, Duolong met Wei Xiaobao here. Even the chief guard of the imperial guards came. The Qing court couldn't think of it.
I know it won't work, but I hope nothing unexpected happens this time.
"Yes, we are also prepared for this matter. Junior brother is not aware of this. This turtle killing conference will not only bring together martial arts people like me, but also old Mr. Gu Tinglin will be present. With him giving advice, it should be foolproof.
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"Gu Tinglin?" Gui Zhong was surprised. He still knew this Mr. Tinglin.
Gu Tinglin, also known as Gu Yanwu, was born in Kunshan, Suzhou Prefecture, Nanzhili. He was a famous thinker, historian, and linguist. Together with Huang Zongxi and Wang Fuzhi, he was known as the three great Confucian scholars in the late Ming and early Qing Dynasties. His real name was Jiang, and his courtesy name was Zhongqing. After the defeat of Nandu,
Because he admired Wen Tianxiang's student Wang Yanwu as a person, he changed his name to Yanwu, with the courtesy name Ningren, and also signed himself as Jiang Shanmaid. Scholars respected him as Mr. Tinglin.
Gui Zhong was surprised that even this man was present at this turtle killing conference.
"Yes, it is Mr. Tinglin. Mr. Tinglin has been running around to fight against the Qing Dynasty and restore the Ming Dynasty in recent years, and has made many heroes and righteous people. He will also attend this turtle killing meeting."
Feng Nandi's face was solemn, and he obviously respected Mr. Gu very much. Gui Zhong could understand that at this time, even people in the world respected the world-famous Confucians and scholars, let alone this person.
Mr. Gu was determined to fight against the Qing Dynasty, which appealed to these men of the world, so they naturally respected him greatly.
"Well, if this person also wants to attend, he should think more carefully about it. It won't be a big problem."
Gui Zhong was also relieved. According to his memory, there was indeed no big surprise in this turtle killing meeting. Although the Qing court knew about it, they did not make any big moves.
The key to this is also related to the purpose of this conference. These martial arts heroes gathered together to deal with Wu Sangui. As a wise monarch, Kangxi naturally ignored it. In recent years, San Francisco has become more powerful, and Kangxi has long wanted to weaken it.
Fan, if these martial arts fools really killed Wu Sangui, they would have done Kangxi a big favor, which would be more beneficial to the rule of the Manchu Qing Dynasty. Under such circumstances, how could Kangxi cause trouble.
Having made up his mind, Gui Zhong stopped worrying and followed Feng Nandi, letting him arrange the rest of his itinerary.
There was only one day left before the fifteenth of this month, and tomorrow was the day for everyone to meet, so Feng Nandi took Gui Zhong directly to the place of the gathering, Huaishuping outside Hejian Mansion.
Less than a few dozen miles west of the city, you reach the mountains. Huaishuping is located in a small basin, surrounded by mountains, and has a secluded environment, which is most suitable for such gatherings.
While looking at the surrounding terrain, Gui Zhong nodded secretly in his heart. This location was chosen quite well. It was not small in area and well hidden enough.
When Gui Zhong arrived, Huaishuping was already abuzz with people. Thousands of martial arts heroes gathered together. It was noisy and talking, and it was very lively.
Feng Nandi organized this turtle-killing meeting and spent some effort on the Huaishu Ping. He also built several thatched huts. Gui Zhong did not go out to join in the fun with the martial arts people from all walks of life and rested directly in a thatched hut.
"Senior Brother Feng, you can go and do your own business. Don't worry about me. I'm just here to join in the fun. I have to take charge of many complicated things."
"Okay, then, junior brother, you can rest here first, and then I will go."
Feng Nandi left in a hurry. As for the Feng brothers, Gui Zhong never saw them this time. I don't know if they were sent to greet the guests or to do other things. In short, the three father and son were very busy.
The day passed in a blink of an eye, and more and more people from all walks of life gathered in the martial arts world. In the evening, the lights in Huaishu Ping were brightly lit, and people from all walks of life had come, and the turtle killing meeting was about to begin.
Bang bang, there was a knock on the door. Gui Zhong stood up and saw Feng Bupo walking in.
"Uncle Junior, the conference is about to begin, let's go out."
Feng Bupo looked excited and his face was red. This martial arts event obviously made him unable to calm down.
"Well, are we going to start? Let's go and see what heroes are coming to this turtle killing convention."
Gui Zhong smiled lightly and followed Feng Bupo out of the room. There were torches lit outside, illuminating the dark locust tree lawn. Although it was not as bright as the clear sky and daylight, it was not much different.
I saw the huge Huaishu Ping, bustling with people, tables placed everywhere, and martial arts heroes from all over the place sitting around, everyone was chatting and laughing, it was very lively.
Gui Zhong saw it interestingly. He had never experienced such a grand martial arts event. Not long after, on the high platform in the center, Feng Nandi, with his white beard fluttering, walked up steadily, with a serious momentum and a heroic demeanor.
"Uncle, look, my dad is here."
Feng Bupo followed Gui Zhong and became even more excited when he saw this scene. He wished he could stand on the high platform and show his face in front of all the heroes in the world.
I saw Feng Nandi clasping his fists and making a salute in all directions, saying loudly: "Everyone is well, heroes. I am polite to Feng Nandi." Everyone in the audience stood up one after another and said in unison: "Hello, old hero Feng."
This level of momentum was extraordinary. Everyone shouted in unison, and the sound could be heard far away in the night. Gui Zhong secretly praised that his senior brother Feng was quite famous.
After the heroes greeted, Feng Nandi continued: "Dear friends, we are gathered here today. Everyone knows that we are plotting a big thing. Our country, the Ming Dynasty, has been occupied by the Tatars. The chief culprit is the heinous man.
He deserves to die..." There was a pause here, and everyone in the audience immediately responded: "Wu Sangui!" This roar was really like the sound of thunder exploding, extremely shocking. Then someone shouted: "Big traitor" and "Turtle"
"Son", "son of a bitch", etc. These people are all heroes in the world and rough people. Naturally, they don't have any kind words in their mouths. They use all kinds of vicious curses one after another. It's amazing how rich their words are.
Suddenly, a young man's voice suddenly rang out, "Fuck his 19th generation ancestor's grandma!" The words were vulgar, and everyone was angry and angry, but when they heard the curse, they burst into laughter.
"Huh? It turns out it's Wei Xiaobao. He actually arrived at the Turtle Killing Conference. Then the Master of Nine Difficulties and others should also be here."
Gui Zhong's ears and eyes were sharp, so he recognized the voice as Wei Xiaobao's. His heart moved, and he used his eyesight to look in the direction from which the voice came.
I saw a pair of young girls and a middle-aged woman in ordinary clothes standing together, but I couldn't tell who they were from their faces. She must have been disguised.
Feng Nandi also glanced in the direction of Wei Xiaobao, and then said: "Although this little brother is young, what he said is true. This traitor is indeed hated by everyone. We are gathered here today.
We need to come up with a good strategy on how to kill this traitor." At that moment, the heroes came up with ideas. Some said that they worked together to directly attack Pingxi Prince's Mansion and killed the traitor on the spot. Others said that it was too difficult to attack and kill, so it was better to go directly
The assassination was carried out quickly and effectively. Some people talked about how to kill Wu Sangui's limbs, and others said that they should use some powerful poisons to deal with it. Strategies were put forward one after another.
As Gui Zhong listened to the excitement, he kept shaking his head in his mind. After all, the world is so vast. Wu Sangui controlled several provinces in the southwest and had hundreds of thousands of troops under his command. How could he be killed so easily? And the Prince of Pingxi's Mansion.
, Gui Zhong also sneaked in secretly, and it can be said that it is heavily guarded, comparable to the palace, or even better. If Wu Sangui also knows that his enemies are all over the world, there are many people in the world, gangsters, and anti-Qing patriots.
He wanted to take off his head. Under such crisis, one can imagine how strong he was in defending himself.
While the heroes were talking about each other, all kinds of food and drinks prepared by the Feng family were brought up like water, and everyone started eating and drinking. When Jiang Hu Cao Mang had drunk the wine, he talked even more unscrupulously. Some people were so whimsical that they even said that they wanted to
He kidnapped Chen Yuanyuan, drove him to a brothel, and asked Wu Sangui to be a real big turtle. Hearing this, Gui Zhong almost burst into laughter.
"You are so talented, so talented. These ideas are really unconstrained and eclectic."
After a loud laugh, Gui Zhong had to accept it.
Feng Bupo next to him was very happy to hear this and smashed his fist.
"That's right. No matter how vicious the tactics are against Wu Sangui, they are not wrong."
"Bu Po, I'm afraid your thoughts are the same as those of those people. It's a pity, it's a pity that these people are just talking about being lively. If Wu Sangui's generation of heroes were really so easy to deal with, I'm afraid he wouldn't be alive now.
Already."
Gui Zhong shook his head and laughed.
"Huh? Why, little uncle, do you think these strategies are bad?"
Feng Bupo was a little depressed. He just listened to everyone's suggestions, and felt that some of the strategies were very subtle. If they succeeded, they would be a miracle.
What Gui Zhong said now seemed to be unfavorable to these people's methods. This made him a little confused.
"Oh, Bu Po. Those of us who work in the martial arts world not only need to have profound martial arts skills, but also have a shrewd mind. We can't just rush into anything when our brains get excited. In that case, we will most likely not succeed, but instead
It would cost you your life. The strategies of these people are various and vicious, but they are very difficult to implement. Wu Sangui is a warlord and is not so easy to deal with."
Gui Zhong patiently said a few words to Feng Bupo.
"Oh? Junior uncle, how do you think we should deal with this big traitor?"
Feng Bupo became curious. Hearing Gui Zhong's behavior, it seemed that he had a way to deal with Wu Sangui. For mobile phone users, please visit http://m.piotian.net