Yuan Feng was startled and said solemnly: "I don't have a master, martial arts are taught by my uncle. The novel website provides electronic downloads professionally. My uncle's name... is not Chang Yuchun." At this point, a desolation came to his mind. From the beginning to the end, Yuan Feng
Feng didn't even know the name of the uncle who raised and taught him.
Zen Master Xingtian said: "Uncle Ling is about the same age as me, a red-faced man with a height of eight feet, an arm length of nine feet, and the mark of the Big Dipper on his back?"
Yuan Feng said: "Exactly!"
Zen Master Xingtian's eyes shone with hope, and his tone became a little urgent as he asked, "Where is your uncle now?"
"Uncle...he has been buried in Shibali Fort outside the Black Wind Gorge in the northwest for eight years."
The sword fell to the ground, and Zen Master Xingtian burst into tears: "It's been twenty-two years, it's been twenty-two years, and our brothers finally haven't been able to see each other again for the last time."
The mountain breeze blew by, and the moonlight was like water. A dozen tall and straight men stood in the courtyard of this ancient temple in the mountains, silent and silent, letting the cold mountain wind blow their clothes. All eyes were focused on Zen Master Xingtian, listening to
He recounted the long-lost past.
"Holding a ninety-nine steel sword, he killed all the beards before he stopped. The old brother who started the army to fight against the Yuan Dynasty has almost withered away. Let's call you Yuan Feng. Do you want to know the story of your uncle?"
Yuan Feng nodded silently.
"Your uncle's name is Chang Yuchun. He was from Fengyang. He had long arms and was good at shooting since he was a child. He was very brave. At the end of the Yuan Dynasty, when wars were everywhere, he joined the army of the Han Dynasty. He served successively as vanguard, governor, and general commander of the army. He defeated Chen Youliang.
He captured Chen Li alive, forced Zhang Shicheng to surrender, and rushed thousands of miles to attack the capital of the Yuan Dynasty. He was never defeated as a general throughout his life, and was promoted to the Commander-in-Chief of Mabu Navy Marshal. He was known as Chang Shiwan in the army! He is also known as a strange man in the world!"
The sonorous and powerful words of Zen Master Xingtian brought everyone to that era of wars everywhere. He fought in the north and south, bravely won the three armies, and traveled thousands of miles without losing a single defeat! What a hero and what a legend!
In the end, it became nothing more than a nameless cup of loess in the northwest wilderness.
The face of his uncle appeared in front of Yuan Feng's eyes. He was slender, thick, black, and unsmiling. He often walked silently to Hu Laizi's horse meat restaurant to drink a glass of turbid shochu alone, as if that was his greatest pleasure.
"... Later, there were changes in the capital. Your uncle was still in office in Yanjing. He rushed to the capital alone day and night. That was the last time I saw him. I didn't expect that this farewell would be an eternal farewell."
At this point, Zen Master Xingtian's tall body trembled, and two lines of thick tears came out of his eyes. The man shed tears lightly, just because he has not reached the point of sadness. Zen Master did not care about his gaffe. A hero sheds tears for a long time, and he is old.
His voice was a little hoarse.
"The capital city experienced drastic changes, the emperor died, and the world was in chaos. I originally wanted to send my troops south, but the main force of the Northern Yuan Dynasty came to attack. The army was held back by them. There was no food or reinforcements inside or outside. The main force of the Han army was sacrificed in vain. Later...
…Zhang Shicheng ascended the throne and became emperor. Everyone knew that he was the real murderer of the regicide, but everyone supported him. I didn’t want the people of the Central Plains to lose their lives, so I had to hang up my seal and leave..."
"Who are you?" Yuan Feng already had the answer in his heart, but he still hoped that Zen Master Xingtian could say it himself.
"Lao Na's lay name is Xu Da, and he is your uncle's sworn brother." Zen Master Xingtian said calmly.
The young monk on the side interjected: "My father worships General Zhenglu. He is the main general in the campaign against Bei Yuan. Uncle Chang has to be his deputy."
Xu Da glared at his son fiercely, and then said to Yuan Feng: "I am not only Chang Yuchun's brother, but also your father's brother."
When Yuan Feng heard this, he immediately lifted his robe and wanted to kneel down. However, Xu Da held him back.
"Prince, it should be the veteran who pays homage to you!" As he said this, Xu Da's knees bent and he was about to fall to his knees. Yuan Feng tried his best to help him, but Xu Da was so strong that he couldn't hold him back.
Xu Da knelt down on the ground and kowtowed three times to Yuan Fengxian, who was the minister who paid homage to the late Emperor."
Yuan Feng saw that what he said was reasonable, so he didn't help him.
Xu Da kowtowed three more times because I paid homage to Brother Chang, and I feel sorry for him!"
Yuan Feng stood silently and took the three heads for his uncle.
Xu Da kowtowed three more times because I wanted to pay homage to the crown prince. We should not mess up the rules between you and our ministers."
Seeing that he had finally finished kowtowing, Yuan Feng hurriedly helped him up. As soon as Xu Da stood up, Yuan Feng knelt down and kowtowed three times to Xu Da. It was a nephew's obeisance to his uncle."
Xu Da was an open-minded person and accepted it calmly.
The two of them were kowtowing here, and everyone else was dumbfounded. Xu Da's two stupid young sons looked at each other and whispered: "Shall we kowtow?"
Just as he was talking, Xu Da spoke: "Come here!"
The old monk and his two sons came over. Xu Da introduced: "This is my old family member, Xu Fu. These two are the two unsatisfactory sons of Weichen. The eldest is called Huizu, and the second is called Zengshou.
My old woman has died a long time ago, and only the four of us are left hiding in this ancient temple in the wild mountains, avoiding pursuit by the court, and occasionally doing some business, but we only attack local tyrants and corrupt officials, and never harm innocent people.
"
"Hurry up and give him a gift to His Highness!" Seeing that his son was still stunned, Xu Da said angrily.
The old monk and his two sons hurriedly knelt down, and Zhengzheng'er Bajing gave Yuan Feng the royal gift. Yuan Feng returned the gift and praised: "Uncle, these two tigers are indeed brave and fierce generals."
The two guys giggled, and Xu Da said: "You know some clumsy tricks, and you can't get on the stage."
Yuan Feng knew that he was being modest. He had also seen the skills of these two people just now. More than a dozen fire blunderbuss could not touch them. If he fought alone, Yuan Feng might be able to win. If the two brothers fought together, Yuan Feng would probably win.
You have to be exhausted too.
Normally I would be thankful to have one such tiger general, but this time three suddenly came, and Yuan Feng's joy was simply beyond words.
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"Uncle, now that my nephew has accumulated some experience in Xiliang, and it's time to employ people, why don't we go back together, march eastward, and return the land of our Han family! The two brothers Huizu and Zengshou can also show their talents.
Sir, it’s not a problem to be granted the title of marquis and the general.”
Yuan Feng's words made the two brothers' blood boil with excitement. Xu Fu, an old man from his hometown, also looked at Xu Da with expectant eyes. It was too depressing for the great marshal who once dominated the world to stoop in this ancient temple.
But Xu Da just shook his head slightly: My surname is Ku."
Yuan Feng said: "Xiliang and Eastern Zhou will fight sooner or later. This war is unavoidable. The only way to save the people from the disaster of war is to fight to the death. Therefore, I need your help, uncle."
Xu Da pondered for a moment, then suddenly smiled and said: "Like father, like son. The prince, like the late emperor, can speak to the bottom of people's hearts."
Suddenly, his expression changed and he shouted loudly: "Xu Fu, take my handsome man's clothes!"
The three monks hurriedly ran into the main hall and took out the purple-gold helmet with swallow wings, the gold battle armor with fine scales, and a blue war robe from the secret cave. The three of them helped Xu Da put it on, and the war robe was draped diagonally.
Xu Da, who had three feet of green sword hanging from his waist and was dressed as a Zen master just now, had now transformed into a majestic and all-powerful generalissimo.
The captive general Xu Da, return to his position!"
Xu Fu and his two sons also solemnly knelt down with Xu Da and saluted Yuan Feng again.
The mountain wind is howling and the night is getting darker, but everyone feels warm in their hearts.
Xu Fu cooked another pot of soup, and Yuan Feng and others also took out meat and cooked it. Everyone gathered together and had a lively meal. Everyone was very happy, except Yu Hu.
His niece and nephew have been returned to him. Yu Hu has nothing to worry about, but he is a little disappointed in his heart. Yu Hu is now in a miserable situation. The whole world is chasing him, and there is no place to stay. He turned out to be the commander of the Royal Forest Army.
His archery skills are even more unparalleled in the world. Now I dare not say that he is unparalleled. Originally, he was a person with eyes above his head, and he was the center of attention wherever he went. But today, with Xu Da here, he can only lean back, and then back up.
Depend on.
Yu Hu also wanted to follow Yuan Feng's example, but he couldn't open his mouth, so he had to squat aside and eat silently. Unexpectedly, Yuan Feng took the initiative to come over, squatted next to Yu Hu with his rice bowl, and said: "General Yu
My archery skills are great, but the arrow I shot was still sore on a rainy day."
Yu Hu was shocked: "When did I shoot you?"
Yuan Feng chuckled: "I was the one who entered the palace on the day Liu Jin died."
Yu Hu stared at Yuan Feng for a long time and praised: "When entering and leaving the palace, it is like entering a deserted place. I admire you, I admire you!"
Then he said: "Yu Hu recognized that arrow. How do you want to take revenge? Yu is not even half-hearted."
Yuan Feng laughed loudly and said: "You don't know each other without fighting. I also want to ask General Yu some questions about archery."
Yu Hu also laughed a few times, and Yuan Feng stopped his smile and said seriously: "What is General Yu's next plan?"
"What else can I do, take my nieces and nephews and wander around the world." Yu Huyan said insincerely. In fact, he really hoped that Yuan Feng could recruit him.
Sure enough, Yuan Feng said: "General Yu, who has great martial arts skills, has disappeared like this. It is a pity. Wouldn't it be better to go to our Xiliang army and fight for fame with one sword and one spear?"
People are so irritating that if it weren't for the god Xu Da, Yuan Feng would not be able to lower his body and try to win over Yu Hu. Now they don't give him any face at all and just ask him to start from scratch.
There is no way, the situation is stronger than others, it doesn't matter if he is good at martial arts, this is what people lack most, not to mention that he has not made any achievements, why should he let others give him an official title and make a wish? Just follow him, Yu Hu sighed in his heart,
Putting down his rice bowl, he knelt down and said, "Yu Hu is willing to follow my lord!"
After dinner, everyone fell into a deep sleep and did not wake up until daylight. Xu Da personally set off a fire to burn Xinghua Temple to the ground. At dawn in the east, the group descended from Yunlong Mountain, got on their horses, and galloped towards the west.