Chapter 275 The scholar rebels, ten years will not succeed
That night, Su Yang, Hu Yidao, and Miao Renfeng were chatting away from each other. They talked about martial arts, talked about their ideas, and then directly competed and practiced in the room.
Looking at the whole world of Jin Yong, the swordsmanship of the Hu family and the swordsmanship of the Miao family are not extremely sophisticated.
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However, whether the world's martial arts is powerful or not depends not only on the exquisiteness of the moves and the depth of internal strength, but also on the knack of use. As the saying goes, the mastery of application lies in one's mind. Often first-class martial arts are used in a sloppy manner in the hands of second-rate people.
There is no power at all, and on the other hand, people like Xiao Feng can compete with the heroes of the world even with a popular weapon like Taizu Changquan. This is not only the depth of the skill, but also the trick.
The three of them talked all night and fought in the middle of the night. Hu Yidao, Miao Renfeng and Su Yang Yinzhen all shared their secrets and experiences in martial arts training for many years without reservation. The secret of Hu Yidao's swordsmanship lies in "using It is better for the master to bully the guest than to use the guest to offend the master." It is said that 'tenderness is worse than oldness, and delay is better than haste.' When using a knife, it is better to wrap, slide, twist, rub, draw, cut, than to spread, wipe, hook, and chop. , chopping, splitting, and supplemented by the combination of virtual and real, a set of Hu family sword skills that were originally ordinary came into his hands, and the power suddenly increased by more than several times.
In terms of skill, Miao Renfeng was ahead of Hu Yidao, but Miao Renfeng was not as creative as Hu Yidao with his sword. He strictly adhered to the old rules of unpredictable swordsmanship, combining hardness and softness, and ruthless strikes.
Old rules are not necessarily wrong rules, at least they have been proven by countless facts.
After talking all night long, although Su Yang's martial arts was much better than the two of them, he also gained a lot in the use of swords, especially the 'sword', which felt like opening a door.
Su Yang was not stingy either. He passed on a few moves of Dream Thirteen Swords to the two of them. Unfortunately, the two of them were not strong enough in skills, so they were not very powerful. However, they managed to memorize the moves. As long as they study hard and practice hard, they may not be able to achieve success in the future.
, especially Miao Renfeng. The Miao family swordsmanship he practiced followed a ruthless path, but Meng Thirteen Swords was ruthless but ruthless, ruthless but based on passion. Practice more with him.
There's no harm in it, at least I won't neglect my wife in the future.
The night passed quickly, the sky became brighter, and the waiter brought hot water towels. I yawned and raised my hand to knock on the door.
As soon as my hand touched the door, there was a click, and the entire door collapsed, and the hardwood door broke into seven or eight pieces.
The waiter was startled and looked into the room with wide eyes. He saw that the whole room was like a storm passing through. The tables, beds, chairs and stools were all covered with marks from swords and swords, and nothing was intact.
Su Yang, Hu Yidao and Miao Renfeng burst out laughing.
Standing outside the inn, Su Yang whistled. He heard a long neigh and the sound of horse hooves. Old Jiu had already come running from a distance. Su Yang clasped his fists and said: "You two, I have something important to do and I can't stay long.
, I say goodbye now. In the future, the green mountains will remain unchanged, the green waters will flow forever, and we will see each other again in the rivers and lakes."
Hu Yidao and Miao Renfeng looked at each other, as if they had something to say, but it was Hu Yidao who spoke first, saying: "Brother Su, since we are all our own people, I won't hold back what I have to say.
Brother Miao has been traveling around the world for decades, but it seems that he has never heard of you before, and this heroic order has always been a legend, and no one has ever seen it..."
Su Yang laughed: "The place I came from is overseas, called Xiake Island. I also brought this token from the island. It's not surprising that you two haven't heard of it."
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After deceiving Hu and Miao, Su Yang rode on his horse.
But when he talked about the Knight's Island, Su Yang's heart moved. This is a place in the Knight's Row dungeon. I was just talking nonsense just now, but this Knight's Row dungeon is indeed a troublesome place. When I was studying in the past, I felt that the martial arts in this place were unclear.
Looking at it from time to time, it seems to be the place with the highest martial arts in Jin Yong's book, but from some angles, I feel that it is just mediocre.
Which type of token is more suitable for Shi Potian and Long Mu, the second island owner?
But now I have a reference, and that is myself.
Knight Island and Lingjiu Palace are both places with martial arts stone walls. Hehe, I don’t know if there is any connection between the two.
I had something on my mind, and I really didn't know the road, so I let Laojiu run around as he pleased. I don't know how long it took, but a bustling bustle came to me. When I looked up, I saw that I had arrived under a big city. The walls were five or six feet high, and the gates were
There are three characters "Hangzhou City" written on it.
There were two rows of braided soldiers under the city gate, checking the passers-by. Su Yang took a closer look and saw that each of these soldiers was full of energy. The leading captain's temples were slightly bulging. He was obviously a martial artist. The whole group looked like a dragon.
They were fierce and powerful, which was completely different from the image of weak Qing soldiers in my mind.
I touched my head. Since I was going into the city, I couldn't keep my hair disheveled. Fortunately, my hair had grown long enough after entering the world of martial arts. I found a piece of rope and tied it into a braid before walking out of the city gate.
(In fact, the Qing Dynasty not only required braids, but also shaved heads, so don’t go into details.)
The city gate had probably just opened, and there was already a long line of people waiting to go out and enter the city. This was probably because Hangzhou was a big city, and the Qing soldiers guarding the gate didn't want to openly exploit them, so they asked everyone where they were coming from.
After a few official words, they were let go. There was a big box by the city gate. If they were merchants, they would put a few large coins into the box as tax.
Even though the payment was not strict, there were too many people outside the city gate. Half an hour passed after everyone asked a few questions. The long queue was not even halfway evacuated. There were more people coming from behind. I don’t know when we will be able to leave.
Enter the city.
After watching it for a while, Su Yang felt that something was not right. If Hangzhou was so arduous to get in and out every day, it would take half a day just to get in and out of the city. Don't do anything else.
Besides, not to mention the feudal era, even the civil servants on earth are so dedicated. On a nice day, buy a bottle of wine and build a shed under the city wall. Drink and fart and bask in the sun. How happy it is. Asking about these indifferent nonsense
What to do.
Su Yang held the horse, smiled at a scholar next to him, and said: "Sir, would you like to ask if there is any big event in Hangzhou today? My cousin is getting married, and I dared to come from afar. Given the situation, I'm afraid that
It’s too late to have the wedding banquet.”
The scholar next to me is tall and tall, with pretty features. He cupped his hands with a smile and said: "It's not so tight on weekdays. I just heard that Emperor Qianlong is going to the south of the Yangtze River and is coming to Hangzhou today. No, the adults of the Royal Forest Army will go first.
In one step, the city of Hangzhou has been put under martial law. Until the emperor leaves Hangzhou, I'm afraid we will be interrogated like this every day."
The Royal Forest Army is a folk name. In the Qing Dynasty, the Royal Forest Army was actually the personal barracks, the forward camp, the heroic cavalry camp, etc. No wonder the group of soldiers at the door all looked elite. According to their assigned commanders, most likely they belonged to the forward camp.
Hangzhou. Qianlong. As soon as a few keywords passed through his mind, Su Yang had probably already figured out where this copy was.
"Emperor Qianlong visited the south of the Yangtze River seven times and spent all his money." Su Yang laughed casually.
"Seven strikes?" The scholar shook his head and said: "How can there be so many seven strikes? This is only the fifth strike and the people are already in dire straits. Officials from all over the country are fawning over and over again. Even when the Yellow River floods, they don't care about relief. Officials from all over the place They even regard the floods in the Yellow River as a way to make money and gain credit. Hey, I can’t wait for the floods in the Yellow River to happen every day.”
Unexpectedly, this scholar is still an angry young man.
"You can't blame the emperor for this. The Forbidden City is only so big, and if you live there for a long time, you will inevitably get bored." Su Yang shook his head and said: "Besides, brother, I'm afraid it's serious. It's not a problem for the people to live in poverty. As for the Yellow River flooding, what's the matter? There is no generation in the dynasty. The crows in the world are as black as an official. He wants to make money. Otherwise, what is the point of being an official? You can only live a good life and worry about other people's worries. You have to worry about being beheaded by the emperor one day. This is not a head. It’s broken.”
The scholar was a little displeased and said coldly: "This brother is so rude when he speaks. People who have been in office have been in poverty for ten years. Is it possible that I have read the books of sages in vain? According to what brother said, even if I make enough money while I'm alive, Aren't you afraid of leaving a bad reputation after death? Hehe, I think it's because the Manchus still don't treat the Han people as human beings even after they entered the customs. They even monitor the officials and govern the country, and corrupt officials are rampant."
If this goes on, it becomes a matter of physical constitution. Once the issue of physical constitution is involved, there is no way to talk about it. Su Yang said lightly: "What you said is very courageous. To say the least, it is almost rebellious."
The scholar raised his head and said proudly: "I am a member of the Han family. I have been in China for three thousand years..."
"Okay, stop talking, it's our turn, please go ahead and invite us." Su Yang saw the city gate and didn't bother to talk to him anymore.
Brother, I am here to distribute signs, not to follow you to overthrow the Qing Dynasty and establish a republic. Besides, this group of people is not a republic yet.
In the five thousand years of feudal history, Su Yang has never seen anyone who wholeheartedly rebels for the common people. To put it bluntly, it is nothing more than robbing you, making it mine, and letting a group of people rule it. Those who are unlucky enough to die are still ordinary people. It's boring. .
The scholar flicked his sleeves and entered the city first. It was Su Yang's turn. The imperial guards at the gate did not do anything to make things difficult. They just saw Su Yang with a sword on his waist and frowned slightly. He told him not to cause trouble in the city, and that he had better use his sword. Keep it in the inn and let it go.
After passing through the city gate, he saw that the scholar had not left, but was standing not far from the city wall, waiting for him from a distance.
The scholar also saw Su Yang and came up to him and said, "Brother, I see that you are carrying a sword and that you are also a martial arts practitioner. When I heard you speak just now, you seemed to have an extraordinary demeanor. You are not like an ordinary ignorant village man. I wonder if I can take a step to learn more." talk."
Is he also a martial arts practitioner? Su Yang shook his head secretly. This guy can't explain clearly what he means by being a martial arts practitioner. This doesn't mean he is telling others that he himself is not a scholar, but a practitioner.
You, a practicing scholar, pretended to be a scholar and sneaked into Hangzhou during the emperor's southern tour. Isn't the meaning self-evident?
Su Yang looked at him for a few times and said calmly: "You are from Honghua Club, right? Yu Yutong or Xu Tianhong?"
As expected, the scholar's face changed, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he said in a cold voice: "Who are you?"
"You don't need to worry about who I am. I want to ask you if your chief helmsman is Chen Jialuo now. Take me to see him. I have something to give to him."
Some of the so-called favor cards can be played high and some can be played low. After Chen Jialuo achieved great success in martial arts, he should be slightly better than Hu Yidao and Hu Fei at his peak, or at least on par with him, but Su Yang didn't want to give him a third-class order.
I gave him a fourth-class card because he was the protagonist of Book Sword.
If Li Xunhuan were here, the two of them could exchange ideas on giving away their women to others. (To be continued...)
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