The Empress of the Song Dynasty went on a personal expedition and met the Tang army on a narrow road in Aoshan.
Yue Fei, who had always divided his troops to fight, gathered all the troops of the Song Dynasty and fought against the Tang army at the foot of Aoshan Mountain.
This fight changed the situation, the sun and the moon were dim, and the coaches on both sides used their troop formations to the extreme.
If the participating generals watch carefully, their commanding abilities will at least rise to a higher level.
Li Jing has been famous for a long time and is so famous that no one is surprised. Yue Fei, who is facing him, can be said to have become famous in one battle. With this battle, he can instantly become one of the few military masters in the Six Dynasties.
The situation on the battlefield was indistinguishable. The Song army, which had an absolute numerical advantage, with the support of Her Majesty the Queen at the front, had high morale and fought a fierce battle.
After the war, Duke Li Jing of the Tang Dynasty sent a report to the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty, saying bluntly that the Song Dynasty had regained its strength and it was difficult to capture it easily. The cost of forcibly occupying it was too high.
The two sides had a tacit understanding, and no one publicized the battle. After the war, the Tang Dynasty retreated, and the Song people did not pursue it.
Soon, the two countries exchanged envoys and restored diplomatic relations. Yue Fei, who was freed up, sent his troops north to drive privet out of the Central Plains and recapture the sixteen states of Yanyun in one fell swoop.
The Song Dynasty returned to the list of powerful countries in the Six Dynasties, and the reputation of Queen Zhao Fujin once again rose to an all-time high. Yue Fei did not get off his horse, did not take off his shirt, and rushed to Jiangnan Road.
Kaifeng Mansion, Bianliang.
This first city in the Six Dynasties has regained its former prosperity, and many shops have been moved from the ghost market to the ground.
Killing so many officials and tycoons left Bianliang free of large areas of deeded properties, all of which were sold by the court or rewarded officers and soldiers.
What happened in Bianliang is no longer new. The Tang Dynasty had the Xuanwu Sect and the Ming Dynasty had the Jingnan Rebellion. Nowadays, compared with them, the Song Dynasty can only be regarded as a small dwarf.
However, if these three things were juxtaposed, I am afraid that the Tang and Ming Dynasties would not be willing to do so, because no matter how much trouble they made, it was still an internal matter within the royal family, and the Song Dynasty was beaten by barbarians, which could be said to be a complete loss of face.
There are actually many shops in the ghost market that do regular business. These people usually choose to surrender after figuring out the situation.
And behind them, there are often some serious ancient temples and Taoist sects.
Of course, there were also some who were robbed by Bai Mao and others, and the losses were worthless.
Now that Bianliang has opened a market specifically for monks to trade, they will not give up the idea of doing business in Bianliang, because every sect needs money.
As a result, many monks began to run to Bianliang because they wanted to buy some raw materials for refining magic weapons or elixirs.
What's more important is that Bianliang's Zhengjing Sect is about to hold a hero meeting to discuss how to evaluate the rank of the world's strong men.
This is an unprecedented and unprecedented event, and it is also a great excitement. Many people come here to see how high they can rank.
Inside the main entrance, Li Yu stood outside the main hall with his hands behind his back, greeting those who came to attend the meeting.
Regarding his move, many elders in the sect expressed their incomprehension, and privately felt that the headmaster was a bit too self-respecting.
Such a thing should be done by someone with absolute authority. Of course, no one knows how powerful the leader is.
When he fights enemies, he either assists his teammates behind the scenes or assassinates them secretly.
The record of head-on fighting has almost never been heard of by the outside world, but Pan Jinlian, whom he trained with his own hands, killed Monk Huicheng silently. No matter how you think about it, he himself is not far behind.
Li Yu smiled and greeted the people from the Taixuan Palace of the Tang Dynasty. Taoist priests from the Longhu Mountain of the Ming Dynasty came just now.
Suddenly, a figure walked slowly at the foot of the mountain. The monk's robe on his body was very special, with some flame-like patterns embroidered on it.
He raised his eyes, looked at Li Yu, bent down and said, "Monk Chen Shuozhen of Dayun Guangming Temple is here to pay his respects."
"Da Guangming Temple?"
Li Yu's heart thumped, his Five Elements Order was a relic of Daguangming Temple.
"It's Dayun Guangming Temple. This temple has been missing from the Central Plains for so long that the name has been mistranslated," Chen Shuozhen said with a smile.
Li Yu nodded and said: "Ni Wan, take this Zen master to the side room to rest, and wait until the day of the grand event before inviting the Zen master to attend."
Dayun Guangming Temple is a mysterious place. I didn't expect there to be monks.
Exactly this
Of course, it is also possible that someone is pretending to be someone. There was also a survivor in Fangla who was said to be a survivor of Dayun Guangming Temple.
Chen Shuozhen glanced at Li Yu. His eyes were very strange. No matter which side you looked at, your eyes were clear, but it made Li Yu feel a little weird.
Soon, at some point under the mountain gate, there were several more ghost-like figures wrapped in powerful clothing, holding strange-shaped weapons, and came together.
"Datang, six doors."
Li Yu swallowed his saliva, said a few polite words, and asked his disciples to take them into the back mountain.
More and more people came, but none of the powerful people came. I don’t know if they didn’t show up or if they really didn’t bother to come.
Li Yu didn't care at all about this. Someone had to do this, and wouldn't it be just right for the successor of Taiping Dao to do it?
As the saying goes, it doesn't matter whether people in the world will support you or not. One day, most people in the world will be divided according to their own grades. Then even if the rest don't come, they will be meddlesome.
Ranked based on past performance.
There are too many barriers among monks in the world. They compete, hate and fight with each other.
Take the Dayun Guangming Temple just now, no matter how glorious it was in the past, now there are only a few remnants left, scattered in the Six Dynasties.
Many of Dayun Guangming Temple's spells have been lost. The loss of each spell means the dissipation of the wisdom of countless people over thousands of years.
Moreover, the chaotic monastic environment makes it easy for people like the leprosy-headed monk to flourish, and the monks become more unscrupulous. As long as they want to, they can easily harm the people.
Standardizing the ranks of monks is only the first step in Li Yu's plan. The next step is to standardize the rules for monks.
He glanced at the mountain gate and saw that there were only a few people coming. Li Yu insisted on leaving the mountain gate until sunset and returned to his small building.
There was a light on in the small building. Li Yu habitually thought that it was Jin Lian who came to clean up the room. When he opened the door and went in, he found that it was a beauty who was more mature and charming than Jin Lian.
She was sitting in front of the mirror, with dark hair and red face, doing her makeup in front of the mirror. Her movements were indescribably graceful. It's not that most ladies don't have such a temperament, but it was Wu Shun.
Li Yu stepped forward, bent down, gently put his arm around her shoulders, and said with a smile, "Have you had dinner?"
Wu Shun's green hair was pressed against his temples by his lover, and even the roots of Wu Shun's ears were warmed up. The small and shiny earlobes were as red as cherries.
She whispered: "Not yet, I made a steamed lamb dish to eat with you."
Li Yu moved his index finger. This is Bianliang's delicacy. The lamb is steamed until crispy and topped with apricot cheese to make it fresh and relieve the greasiness. It melts in your mouth. You can only use a spoon when eating, not chopsticks. It seems that Wu Shunlai
I haven't been idle since.
"Dad is going to the Tang Dynasty to keep vigil for the late emperor."
Li Yu asked in astonishment: "When did it happen?"
"Already gone."
Li Yu was speechless and said: "You are too courageous. Who did he take?"
"I only brought a few nursing homes at home."
The relationship between Samurai Yu and Li Yuan should not be fake. When Li Yuan was dying, he asked to see Samurai Yu. Li Shimin personally sent someone to pick him up. Although he caught up with him for the last time, he soon returned.
Bianliang.
After returning, the warrior Xun was sad day and night. Li Yuan's tomb would be closed in a few days. The warrior Xun finally proposed to go to Chang'an to keep vigil for Li Yuan.
This is really a good story about the relationship between the king and his ministers. Li Yu had no reason to object, but he always felt that something was wrong.
"Forget it, let him go. If something happens, I will go and save him myself."
Datang's withdrawal of troops and re-establishment of friendship made Li Yu feel relieved. This neighbor was like a volcano that could erupt at any time, which was scary.
He thought for a moment and said: "It just so happens that there is a delegation going to Datang in the past few days. I will send people to intercept your father and give him a ride. This road may not be peaceful."
Wu Shun came back to his senses, touched Li Yu's forehead, and said with a smile: "You are so kind."
Li Yu hugged her up, and the two of them hugged each other, laughing and drinking, lingering and affectionate.
Jiangnan Road, beside the Qiantang River.
Two Taoist priests were lighting a fire by the river. Wang Chongyang was preoccupied. These days, he followed the Taoist priest's instructions exactly and helped some kind-hearted people along the way who had met with misfortune.
They had just met a lame beggar in Suzhou who was being beaten by a group of beggars. Wang Chongyang saw that his conversation was not like ordinary beggars, so he helped him drive away the group of beggars and exchanged a few words with him.
As they talked, they found out that he was originally a scholar in the town. Because his family was poor and could not afford the money to take the exam, he begged for it from the brothel girl he was in love with.
It wasn't until he was admitted to the imperial examination and returned to his hometown in fine clothes that he found out that his lover in the brothel had accepted many customers from a squire with a cruel reputation and was tortured to death in order to provide him with money.
This scholar regretted his whole life and was confused. He did not return to Beijing to report, and he lived on the streets from then on, leading to this.
Wang Chongyang thought of the headmaster's words and wanted to help him but was unable to do anything. People cannot be resurrected after death. Even if the headmaster comes in person, he cannot save a person who has been dead for a long time.
Even if Lan Daoxing and Wang Chongyang healed the scholar's leg and helped him return to Bianliang, become a noble official, and live a decent life, his beloved woman would not be able to come back.
Lan Daoxing felt unhappy. After treating the beggar, he found that he was still decadent. He believed that it would not be long before he would live like this again, or even worse.
Wang Chongyang let out a long sigh and said: "The world's lustful relationships, crazy men and women, are all false. How difficult it is to live forever on the road. You must get rid of distracting thoughts and keep your heart pure. It is natural to practice."
Lan Daoxing didn't quite believe it. He held the sword in his hand and looked around blankly.
When he was going down the mountain, he said that he would cut off all injustices to prove his truth, but at this moment, he was holding a sharp sword, but he just couldn't use it.
Full of worries, the two of them continued walking to Jiangnan Road, and met a white-haired old man by the river. The old man suddenly threw himself into the river and committed suicide, but was rescued by two people.
After asking, I found out that his wife died early, and he had to work hard to raise a son alone. The father and son depended on each other. Who knew that a few days ago, he suddenly fell seriously ill. In order to see a doctor and buy medicine, his son spent all his savings and sold them.
He lost his property, but he could only hang on for a while, but his illness could not be cured.
In order to continue to collect the money for medicine, his only son worked hard to take care of the work. Finally, he vomited a mouthful of blood at the dock and died of exhaustion.
The grief was greater than the death of his heart, and Wang Chongyang fell into silence. They saved the old man, but he would commit suicide sooner or later.
When he received the news of his son's death, he couldn't live anymore. No matter how many times he was saved, he would still seek death in the end.
Wang Chongyang couldn't express what he felt in his heart. He sighed again and said: "Everyone in the world is suffering, and their families are tied up. Although they are busy all day long, they still cannot take care of everything. How can they devote themselves to cultivating the great road? If a person cannot give up his small family,
If you seek the great road, your spiritual journey will ultimately be in vain.”
Lan Daoxing ignored him, snorted coldly, and continued walking forward.
With a splash, the old man fell into the river. Lan Daoxing froze and did not look back. With a movement of his fingers, he ended the pain of the struggling old man in the river.
Jiangnan Road is now a purgatory on earth. Such miserable things can be encountered almost within a few steps.
Soon they encountered the third one, this time a bruised and wounded thug waiting for death on the roadside.
He was originally a nurse from a wealthy family. When he was bullying the tenants for his master, he was injured by a passing knight.
When I returned to my host's house, I was kicked out again and refused to pay the high cost of medicine.
The reason why he is the lackey of this family is because he was favored by this family when he was a child and has always been loyal.
At this time, he was about to die, and he was worried about his mother who had no one to take care of her. He couldn't help but feel sad and burst into tears.
Lan Daoxing, who had always hated evil, was also deceived. This man was undoubtedly a wicked person, but he knew how to repay kindness and had a great filial piety. After his death, his mother really had no one to take care of her, and she ended up miserable.
But is it wrong to kill his knight?
No.
Wang Chongyang sneered and dragged Lan Daoxing away.
"Like this, even if you go to the end of the world, you can't accomplish a good thing, let alone eighty-one." Lan Daoxing complained: "When can I go back to the mountains? I'm tired of it."
Wang Chongyang said: "We take our time and travel around the world, usually for more than ten years. How can we rush it?"
When going down the mountain, Lan Daoxing was full of excitement and wanted to eliminate injustice; Wang Chongyang was very excited and wished to return to the mountain gate early to practice.
At this time, the two people turned around.
The two of them walked like this for a month, and when they encountered the eighty-one item, some wonderful changes took place in their mentality.
This time it was a thatched house in a village. A family was bullied by powerful men. Fortunately, no one died. A group of thugs were about to insult the little girl in the family.
Lan Daoxing was about to draw his sword, but was held down by Wang Chongyang, who stepped forward and asked, "What are you doing?"
The thugs spoke arrogantly and made endless obscenities.
But Lan Daoxing still did not take action. He was no longer so impulsive, but asked: "You and this family are both from poor backgrounds. Why do you want to beat them who are also poor for the sake of the rich?"
The thugs' faces turned red and they cursed: "Fuck you, how can I be like this bitch? Whose crotch is not fastened properly and your bird feathers are leaking out? You are looking for death!"
Brush ~ brush ~ brush
After a dragon roar, Wang Chongyang stood up with his sword in hand, a drop of blood slowly dripping from the tip of the sword.
He roared loudly and sheathed his sword: "Immortal life is precious, and there is no limit to human beings. Sins and blessings are prohibited, and fate is caused by fate. Universal acceptance and enlightenment, dead souls are reborn. The body is reborn, and I heard from all the heavens. Today, I,
Only then will we know the source of immortality.”
