Accompanied by silence, Hong Wending tied the hatchet in his hand to his belt. The cold light in his eyes completely melted away, like a touch of white snow accidentally entering in March, and his temperament returned to that of an ordinary handyman.
The master told him that this was a knife for chopping wood, so it shouldn't see blood.
The two rescued girls froze in place, blocking Hong Wending's path, so he dusted himself off and politely asked for permission.
"Boy, please step aside. I'm going to chop wood."
The young and lively girl was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously wanted to get out of the way, but a string of words came out of her mouth faster than her head.
"Thank you so much for saving my life, young hero... I wonder if you can tell us your name?"
Hong Wending, covered in wood chips and soot, walked through the girl's fragrance with great ease, without any hesitation in his steps.
"No thanks, it's not convenient either."
Hong Wending answered simply - he could see that this was the girl's impulsive question. Otherwise, given the current positions of both parties, Hong Wending leaving his name would obviously only bring trouble.
"Young hero, we don't mean any harm..."
The girl who was categorically rejected lost her breath and defended herself in a voice as loud as a mosquito or a fly, full of grievance and unwillingness.
Hong Wending, who was about to leave, turned around and said seriously: "My master said that the more beautiful a woman is, the more likely she is to lie. I don't believe what you say."
Then he drifted away, and soon the sound of beetles chopping wood could be heard in the backyard again.
The young and lively girl wilted, but the girl with skin as thick as gel next to her came back to her senses and suddenly whispered into her ear.
"He just...he seemed to be praising us for being beautiful just now..."
As soon as the words fell, their eyes shone again.
But compared with the two girls who were inexplicably excited, the people brought by Tian Guinong were all distracted, depressed and timid. They even avoided looking at Fuwei Escort.
"Sun Tzu: Military Struggle" said that the three armies can capture the spirit, and the general can capture the heart. Therefore, the youthful energy is sharp, the day energy is inert, and the evening energy returns. A group of people came to play aggressively, but they were severely shown off by two children.
Well, today's morale has fallen to the bottom.
Although Xiao Shitou, who appeared earlier, was very vicious in his actions and had unspeakable martial arts skills, he only relied on fierce tactics to subdue the opponent. There was always some anger in the opponent's heart. Hong Wending's performance on the scene had already amazed them.
At a young age, he has the demeanor of a master, behaves in an orderly manner, and even combines virtue with martial arts.
Everyone present here understands that it is not difficult for children to practice physical training, boxing and leggings. Even young martial arts masters like Tao Zian can develop it over time. After all, these are still the scope of children's skills. Therefore, it is said that the little stone is
Monsters are just sins imposed by their desires.
But looking back at Hong Wending, at a young age, his boxing skills are rigorous and his sword skills are exquisite. His sharpness in the small test has clearly surpassed that of many adults. He can tell the whole story at a glance, which reflects the bottomless martial arts foundation. It is by no means a coincidence.
Disciples who can be cultivated.
The more he thought about it, the people present looked at Lin Zhennan, who was so exposed that his scalp was numb, and they all felt that this head escort of Fuwei Escort Agency, who had never shown any skills, looked Yue Zhiyuan Ting in every move, and even looked like Mo Di behind him.
The gold-lettered leader signs all complement each other...
The leader of the Southern Green Forest Alliance is so terrifying!
Tian Guinong was also alarmed at this time. Facing the expressionless Lin Zhennan, he felt that he must have fallen into the opponent's trap. The intelligence obtained by the imperial spies was wrong. Lin Zhennan clearly had superior martial arts skills!
Therefore, even though he became more and more certain that what he was looking for was in his hands, he could only grit his teeth and reveal his shame, and whispered.
"The disciples of Mr. Lin's bodyguard are indeed very good in martial arts. The juniors in the sect have repeatedly made excuses to show their shame, so they can see the martial arts skills of the disciples. Tian Mou really admires him!"
Having said this, he said deliberately, "When the imperial court is employing people at this moment, I hope Brother Lin Xian will be fair and upright so that he can live up to His Majesty's favor."
Tian Guinong is still struggling. Now, what is before him is not only the result of the frustration of the subduing mission, but also the pressure of failing to seize the treasure. If he fails to accomplish both tasks, it will be really difficult for him to succeed.
Therefore, he wanted to take a gamble, as long as he could win over Lin Zhennan and make up for some of the blame for this action.
But at this moment, the sound of kicking footsteps came from the inner courtyard door that seemed to have magic power just now.
Ever since the door was kicked open, the monsters in the Lin Mansion have been running out one after another. The more inconspicuous the people who come out, the more terrifying their behavior. People in the world who are already superstitious will naturally have some indescribable randomness.
Lenovo.
While everyone was staring at her, a little girl walked out vigorously and looked at the guests in the lobby with a heavy face. She first caught sight of Lin Zhennan, who was holding his beard in silence.
"Chief escort, have you seen my two senior brothers?"
Before he finished speaking, Ma Xingkong, the chief escort of the Tianma Escort Bureau, stood up instantly and spoke loudly to the audience.
"Boss Mr. Lin, our Tianma Escort Bureau still has some escorts who are leaving. I will come to visit you with a generous gift another day! All escorts, let's go!"
Ma Xingkong walked resolutely without any hesitation.
Nonsense, he clearly heard what the little girl said just now, call them senior brothers! The first two senior brothers were already making trouble and making people suffocating. At this time, after you finished singing, I went to the venue and another one ran out. It was obviously Lin Zhennan.
The plan!
If he doesn't leave, he'll be wasting the winks he's perfected in the world for so many years!
After giving the order, the three armies were shaken. The Pingyuan Escort Agency and the Yinma Escort Agency were also moved, and they all followed him out of the house uncontrollably. No matter how unwilling Tian Guinong was at this time, he could only look at Lin Zhennan with deep meaning.
At a glance, everyone with Tianlongmen left in unison.
The only ones in the crowd who were still full of unwillingness were the two girls who stood at the door and stared endlessly.
"Chief escort, didn't I hear Xiao Shitou say dinner is ready just now? Why is everyone leaving?"
Ningdie watched with confusion as the crowd exited the gate of Fuwei Escort Agency, leaving only a graceful and luxurious plaque inscribed like the tide receding.
She missed breakfast because of her practice and had no energy to walk. She was so hungry that she felt dizzy, her complexion turned dark, and her stomach made a long, unsatisfactory sound. "I'm so hungry, when will I have dinner..."
Lin Zhennan pondered for a while, only to feel that today was full of surprises. The obviously unfavorable situation was reversed one after another, and good things that defeated the others were presented to him.
Jianghu is not small, nor is it big. Tian Guinong's visit here represents the Qing Dynasty. He wanted to kill the chickens to scare the monkeys, but he failed. The reputation and power he created by spreading the news are almost enough for the Fuwei Escort Agency to secure this green forest.
The position of leader of the South Alliance.
"Okay, let's eat. Let's eat now. Call everyone out. Today deserves a big congratulation!"
On this day, Lin Zhennan was not the only one who stayed behind closed doors. Every neighborhood in Fuzhou City also received notices to strictly guard against raids.
After all, the joys and sorrows of thousands of families are different. Even in the village of Prince Geng in the south of the city, there is a frustrated man.
Everyone in the Geng family knew that since Geng Jingzhong was called into the inner palace three days ago to reprimand him, the era when the prince scolded Fang Qiu had passed away along with the confinement.
Young Geng Jingzhong locked the door tightly and drank glass after glass of wine. It was extremely bitter and difficult to swallow when it fell into his throat, but he still poured the wine tirelessly and repeated the same action.
The coated boy beside him had long since dared not speak. He had only been serving Geng Jingzhong for a short time, and he had never seen his mood fluctuate so violently. Within a few days, he went from sullen, resentful, and abusive to uncontrollable.
The sinking, as if all emotions were burning and turned into ashes.
"Master, you can't drink any more..."
Seeing Geng Jingzhong's action of pouring wine suddenly stopped, he seemed to see the young man who had the courage to step forward and wanted to clean the wine bottle and wine glass on the table, but Geng Jingzhong's dull eyes suddenly became sharp, and there was a faint sting.
The look of the skin.
"My father asked you to spy on me. You are very brave."
Geng Jingzhong was drunk and spoke eloquently without raising his head.
The coated boy suddenly froze when he stretched out his hand, his eyes showed pleading and helplessness, and all the strength in his body seemed to be taken away, and he suddenly fell to his knees and couldn't stand it.
Geng Jingzhong held his forehead while drinking heavily and continued without even looking at the other party.
"I asked you if you were afraid of death."
"I know that everyone in this world is afraid of death."
His voice was damaged by alcohol and was a little uncontrollable, "Because I'm afraid too."
The Baoyi boy's expression became more and more frightened. His own life was completely in the hands of the young man in front of him, and there was no room for his own power. Even if the other party wanted to kill him with a knife, he could only hand it over obediently.
Then help him find the thickest blood vessel——
Just like it is now.
Geng Jingzhong's hands were shaking, and the alcohol had numbed his nerves, making it difficult for him to judge the exact distance of the green agate waist knife in front of him. The first time he reached out, he knocked down the wine bottle. The white porcelain cut his hand, and the second time he grabbed it, it knocked it over.
The tablecloth was taken off, leaving a mess all over the floor.
But in the end, the green agate waist knife was placed on the coated boy's neck, and the blade leaned against it as if it was just a game.
"Master, I...I am..."
Geng Jingzhong squinted his eyes, half-seeing, focusing on the green stone fan-shaped pen and inkstone on the ground. The painted Guanyin on the broken porcelain multi-colored figure bottle next to him was also looking at everything in pieces.
"Do you know the origin of this knife...?"
Geng Jingzhong slowly pulled the knife away. The green agate waist blade shone brightly, reflecting a contemptuous, mean, and unlucky face. That face resembled him, others, and all the disgusting things in the world.
Once you see a face, you will never forget it.
The coated boy was shivering, and despite Geng Jingzhong's foot stepping on his head, he tried his best to lie down and blend into the floor tiles.
"It was the sixth year of Shunzhi. My grandfather hanged himself in Ji'an, Jiangxi Province for hiding and fearing his crime. My father led the troops on his behalf and followed Pingnan King Shang Kexi on an expedition. They conquered strong cities and strongholds along the way and killed many people before he was replaced.
A glimmer of hope for the coming king."
"As usual, I stayed in the capital as the future heir apparent, and was later called to the palace to accompany the emperor who was born in the same year as me..."
At this point, Geng Jingzhong played with the green agate waist knife in his hand and said in an extremely weird tone, "You have to know, what a blessing this is!"
Geng Jingzhong stopped talking, and the air in the room became turbid with the smell of alcohol. The coated boy was shivering, and he couldn't even breathe to blow the dust on the floor.
Geng Jingzhong squinted his eyes as he recalled.
On the day they entered the palace, the child of the same age sitting on the throne had a horse-like face, and the Queen Mother next to her had a long face. The mother and son remained silent for a long time in a solemn atmosphere, watching a menacing man in uniform slam the door and leave.
Shunzhi looked at himself for a long time and suddenly said that he wanted to ride his own horse.
Before the well-dressed Geng Jingzhong could react, he was pushed to the ground by several Niulu Zhangjing. He looked at the Queen Mother next to him for help, but the typical Mongolian-looking woman turned her head away and said that the child should be given up.
Let's go play.
"Since my father gave me the name of 'loyalty' and made achievements outside for many years, I have reached my status today. I will never forget this."
During the two years when he was studying in the palace, Geng Jingzhong thought about how he was going to die most often.
The hanged man opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue, the drowned man had a belly as big as a drum, the killed man's blood flowed all over the ground, and the dead man was smashed into mud. Whenever Shunzhi was reprimanded by Dorgon, he would humiliate himself in different ways and force himself to be the leader.
The ox acts like the horse, the little one acts like a low horse, and he never gets tired of it.
Geng Jingzhong waited until the eighth year of Shunzhi when Geng Jimao officially ascended the throne, and then he was qualified to leave the palace and return to the feudal vassal. At that moment, he knew that he was able to leave the palace not only by destiny, but also by Geng Jimao's loyal help.
Kill the Han people.
"Therefore, this waist sword was a gift from the Holy One on the day I left the palace. He encouraged me to cultivate my country diligently. Even if I encounter some setbacks in the future, I will not worry about it."
The horse-faced Shunzhi gave him this knife to warn him all the time. Geng Jingzhong did not have the courage to commit suicide in the past, and he would only be killed by him in the future. Thunder, rain, and dew are all gifts from the king. This emperor's mentality spread among the Jianzhou tribe,
It is enough to destroy a person's self-esteem and create a machine that can only be loyal.
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Geng Jingzhong uttered the treacherous prophecy of "the emperor's clone has fire ears", and then gave ten personal guards to the prince to guard him all day long.
"I saw my father today. He is still in good health and has recovered a lot from his old illnesses. I am really pleased."
Geng Jingzhong showed a smile, but hid the true meaning in his eyes.
Geng Jingzhong was afraid of death, but he never thought that his father, the murderous butcher, was also afraid of death. He was now eating desperately, absorbing all the nutrients useful for survival, as if everything was just to survive.
Three days ago, Geng Jingzhong finally met his father. In his memory, he was a mighty general who always carried his armor with him, the head of the family who had a cold look in his eyes but was not angry and fearless, and the vassal king who supported others in times of danger and fought in both north and south.
It turned into a ball of flesh that sunk into the seat. As a result of the rapid accumulation of fat, even the basic facial features became a cramped mess, and the hair stuck on top like a joke.
"The Elephant Garden and Crane Garden of the Prince's Palace have been built one after another, and Gaoyao White Stone is also made of sufficient materials. I can help my father and the King solve their problems, so what is there to complain about?"
What a joke, he has nothing to complain about.
Geng Jingzhong sneered as he thought of the "godly elephant" in the elephant garden. It caused panic all over the city from the moment it appeared in Guangzhou City. The legend of eating humans has never been extinguished. After all, Tianzhu elephants are common, and one is crawling on the ground all day long.
The "godlike" image with its tusks protruding wildly and flexing its wings when walking is not acceptable to ordinary people.
Not to mention the "Cranes of the Immortal Mountain" in the Crane Garden, which come from the secret realm of Qingcheng and have never been seen in real form. It is said that they are also closely related to the "Eight Steps of Snake and Crane", a weird martial arts that has been extinct for a long time in the world.
shallow.
"I don't believe a word of what those monster monks said. Now I can only thank the Buddha, Dharma and Sangha for the blessings of the Three Jewels. Therefore, with this glass of wine, I wish my father good health and a long life!"
Geng Jingzhong laughed heartily and picked up a piece of the broken wine flask, sucking the remaining wine on it wholeheartedly. He ignored the broken piece and cut his lip and swallowed it mixed with blood.
Geng Jingzhong naturally knew very well what his father did in Fuzhou City. He always thought that he would get a clear explanation, because everything in this palace would belong to him in the future, and the Geng family should not have any secrets from him.
But this time, he found that he was wrong. Geng Jimao had obviously reached some kind of agreement with the Qing court, and the arrival of the imperial envoy showed that the Geng family had chosen to give in.
Geng Jingzhong knew very well that Shunzhi's current body could not last long. Those strange lamas who chanted sutras and performed spells for him in the palace day and night were his blood and breath as an inhuman being.
There is great terror between life and death, and the strangeness of the three mountains and two towers in Fuzhou all proves my father's increasing madness and desperation in his eyes.
"Now it depends on Lin Zhennan's performance. I hope he won't be like the White Lotus Sect, who suddenly disappears for some reason... Get up, I won't really kill you."
Geng Jingzhong removed his feet from the coated boy's head and said, "From the day you were sent to Prince Geng's Mansion, I knew your identity as a spy. When I become King of Jingnan, you will also be considered a minister of the Mansion."
The boy lay on the ground without answering and did not dare to make any move.
Geng Jingzhong frowned and said, "What? Do you want me to help you up myself?!"
He stretched out his foot and kicked the boy, but the boy remained motionless and lay on the ground.
Suddenly, General Geng Fan Zeng Yangxin ignored the obstruction of the soldiers outside, pushed open the door and barged in wearing a helmet and armor. He frowned at the lingering smell of alcohol in the room - he was Geng Jingzhong's original soldier.
First, even in the Geng family, he only has one master, Geng Jingzhong.
"What does it look like for the prince to look down upon himself so much! I heard from Bai Xianzhong that you were imprisoned by the prince, so I rushed back to Fuzhou day and night!"
Zeng Yangxing was out of breath and his words were full of anger.
"Old Zeng, I am still a heir apparent now... Even a servant dares to ignore me... If you don't come back, no one in this house will take me seriously..."
Geng Jingzhong stood up unsteadily, stared at Zeng Yangxing drunkenly, and fell on the bed before finishing a few words and fell into a deep sleep.
There were still wet blood stains on Zeng Yangxing's armor, and his hands were stuck in the middle when he took off his pockets.
He received a secret order written by Geng Jingzhong and rushed back to Prince Geng's Mansion with his soldiers. The letter said that Geng Jingzhong was besieged in the mansion and was resisting and was in urgent need of rescue. But now it seems that he has only been imprisoned in the past few days.
There was only Geng Jingzhong there.
Oh, no, there should be a body of a young boy on the ground that has been dead for several days and has rotted and discolored, with a knife mark running through his neck.