Chapter 6 A Song called Moving Jiankang (Part 1, Part 2)
"The opportunity is here!"
"Did the opponent make a careless mistake, or was it a trick to lure the enemy?"
"What the hell is Pan Sanyan doing?"
The moment the boat collided with the merchant ship, Wang Liangmi, Director Wang, and Xie Xuan had very different thoughts in their minds.
Wang Liang's rice flute sound became high-pitched and shrill, piercing the heart and directly attacking Xie's boat. The people watching from a distance were affected and couldn't help but feel nauseous, and their brains went blank.
Director Wang's long roar turned low, and a palm-sized dark cloud spit out from his mouth, grew bigger in an instant, and enveloped the outside. The surrounding river surface fell into darkness, and you couldn't see your fingers, even if there was something hidden in Xie's painting boat
Backhand, this move was enough to catch them off guard.
Xie Xuan raised his brows, and just as he was about to use his ever-changing magical power, his heart suddenly moved. The previous scenes of Pan Anren's words and deeds reappeared in his mind repeatedly like a revolving lantern... No! Xie Xuan's back
A glimmer of light flashed through his lazy eyes, like a snoozing tiger suddenly opening its eyes, revealing its majestic power.
Within a few breaths, the boat was approaching the merchant ship in the turbulent waves. The boatman on the boat had no time to dodge. The guard saw that it was Xie's boat and hesitated to take action. There was a loud "boom" and the sharp corner of the boat slammed into it.
The merchant ship shook violently at the opponent's waist, the left side of the ship broke with a "click", and the river water surged in.
With a "crash", the tables and couches in the cabin all tilted to the left. Cups and dishes fell one after another and were smashed to pieces. Zhiqiu Zhen was practicing the konghou when he suddenly stumbled and lost his balance. He hurriedly touched the bulkhead with his toes before he stabilized himself.
Stay in shape.
"Young Master, come with me quickly." Wang Yifu looked solemn and walked in quickly, "We have already exposed our hiding place, and the other party deliberately collided with the boat, just to force you to come out and show off. Fortunately, I hid a hidden fish talisman at the bottom of the boat.
With a boat, you can escape from the bottom of the water without anyone noticing."
Zhikarizhen's eyes flashed: "Why should we avoid it?"
Wang Yifu was slightly startled: "The other party has come prepared and clearly wants to embarrass you in public. My current status is embarrassing, so it is better to avoid the enemy's edge and plan for it slowly. The Marquis has already made arrangements for you to quietly enter Jiankang, Kyoto.
Try again..."
"Awkward? Is it because I am a private person?" Zhikarizhen interrupted, "Are you worried that I will be laughed at?"
The corner of Wang Yifu's mouth twitched slightly. Family background is the most important thing. Zhao An's mother comes from a poor family. If he openly joins the Yuan clan, he will definitely become the laughing stock of the entire Jiankang family.
Zhikari broke the sword with his hand and said solemnly: "The opponent is fully prepared, so how can he give up? There will be endless follow-up methods. Can I avoid it if I want to?"
Wang Yifu was stunned for a moment, and with a "bang" sound, the calligraphy and painting hanging on the bulkhead fell to the ground. Water seeped in from the cracks in the floor, and the paint on the calligraphy and painting fainted and became blurry.
"Tell someone to dress me properly." Zhi Shouzhen glanced at Wang Yifu, embraced the harp, and stepped out of the threshold, "I, a country boy, will become a Kyoto hero today!"
With a dull accent of "Peng!", Xie's boat collided with the merchant ship again. The cracks in the ship's planks spread rapidly, and the river surged. Most of the ship's hull tilted on the river, and the boatmen rushed to block the holes. p>
"What kind of pariah dared to collide with the Xie family's boat in Yanwu?" Pan Anren stood at the bow of the boat and shouted sternly.
Xie's boat ride in Yanwu, hehe! Xie Xuan rolled his eyes and lay down lazily, knowing that this time he was being used as a weapon by Pan Sanyan. But, it's good to have fun, the sky is falling anyway
, the old guys in the own tribe are supporting it.
The surrounding dark clouds had dispersed, and the onlookers saw that a fight between dragons and tigers was inexplicably interrupted, and they couldn't help but shout, yell, and curse.
Director Wang drank Wang Liangmi, who refused to give up, and ordered the anchor to be lowered and anchored in place. He had a cautious temperament and sensed something strange, and did not want to cause trouble again.
Pan Anren glanced around and suddenly jumped onto the deck of the merchant ship. A group of guards retreated to the gangway and guarded the entrance to the bottom cabin.
"You untouchables are holding sharp weapons, are you planning something evil?" Pan Anren pressed forward step by step and walked to the gangway menacingly, "Get out of here and apologize!"
"Master Pan, please stop." A guard gritted his teeth and blocked the way.
Pan Anren glanced at him coldly and slapped him suddenly, causing blood to vomit from the corner of his mouth and his teeth to fly out. "Since when did you dogs dare to stop your master?"
Disciples from distant aristocratic families shouted in agreement. Pan Anren kicked another guard away and shouted arrogantly: "Get away from me! Otherwise, I will lock you all up and send you to the prison of Shangshu Province for execution and interrogation."
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"Since when did the minister change his surname to Pan?" Wang Yifu walked up the gangway slowly, his face as gloomy as a haze.
"Oh, isn't this Wang Yifu, the chief historian of the Yongning Marquis Mansion?" Pan Anren took a step back with a look of surprise on his face, "Wang Changshi, how come you are on a merchant ship of untouchables? Is it because I'm dazzled or is it you?
Mr. Changshi has no money, so he secretly makes several trips to merchant ships to make money?"
"Hey, why is he the seventh uncle from the thirteenth room?" Wang Liangmi was stunned.
"Pan Anren probably knows that Uncle Qi is on the boat." Director Wang said in a deep voice.
There was already a commotion all around. The long history of the Yongning Marquis Mansion walked out of the merchant ship, and he was also a member of the Wang clan. Everyone noticed something fishy.
"Do I need to report to Mr. Pan where I am, Mr. Pan?" Wang Yifu flicked his sleeves and replied coldly.
"I understand!" Pan Anren slapped his forehead and suddenly realized: "I heard that the Marquis of Yongning had a son who wandered away from home since he was a child. Could it be that Wang Changshi took him into the Marquis's mansion to continue the incense of the Yuan family? That's strange.
It’s a good thing that the heirs of Marquis Yongning are still there. Why do you do this secretly and mix in the merchant ships of untouchables? Is there anything shameful about it?”
His words were filled with anger, high-pitched and loud, and his voice surged back and forth between the cliffs on both sides of the bank. There was a brief silence all around, and then a thunderous noise broke out.
"It's interesting." The man next to Liu Ling simply sat down with his butt next to the edge of the cliff and his legs dangling in the air. Below him was a dizzying river a hundred feet long, with huge waves roaring in and out. This man was calm and composed, and Liu Ling couldn't help but look at it more.
How many glances did he have?
"Yan people?" Liu Ling frowned. The man had a high nose and deep eyes. His eyes were gray and yellow, and his body was tall and rough. He looked like a tribesman from Dayan.
The man shrugged: "Brother Liu Ling has always been free and uninhibited, why are you acting like this? You are from Yan and Jin, I am just a person who buys you a drink."
Liu Ling laughed and asked no more questions.
"Master Pan, be careful!" Wang Yifu shouted sharply, and the angry waves on the river rushed up one after another and exploded, "This is not your Pan family's back garden, please go back!"
Pan Anren turned a deaf ear and said loudly: "Master Chang Shi is talking about him, doesn't he have anything to hide? How come I heard rumors in the market that he is a private man!"
"Private son!" On Xie's boat, Xie Xuan jumped up and stared at the two people confronting each other on the boat with bright eyes. The drama seemed to be getting more and more exciting.
The crowd of spectators was like a pot exploding, whispering to each other, blowing their lips and singing and shouting. Wang Yifu stared at Pan Anren solemnly, his sleeves trembling, and almost wanted to make a move, but due to the identity of the other party, he finally suppressed his anger. "Master Pan, Yongning Marquis Mansion
What do your family affairs have to do with you?"
Pan Anren looked up to the sky and smiled: "If it is the upright Crown Prince Yongning, Pan certainly has nothing to do with it. But if this person has an unknown origin and mixed blood, it will damage the integrity of all the high-ranking families in our Jin Dynasty!" He cupped his hands in all directions.
, "If this is really the case, wouldn't we and other members of the aristocratic family be completely humiliated?"
"Peng!" The merchant ship trembled and tipped a little to the side. Unstoppable river water continued to pour into the bottom cabin, and the ship's hull suddenly sank. Wang Yifu heard people shouting from all directions, laughing and talking, and his heart was filled with excitement.
If Pan Anren was torn apart and made such a fuss, not only would the Hou family be disgraced, the prince's future would be in doubt, and it would even cause internal strife within the Yuan family.
"The face of the disciples of the aristocratic family has indeed been disgraced by you!"
A clear and sweet voice came slowly, and everyone followed the sound. A young man in snow clothes walked out of the cabin gracefully with a harp in his arms. The bright sunshine shone on the side of his face, which was dazzling and colorful, with soft lines.
The bright black hair blows like silk in the river breeze.
There was silence for an instant, and Director Wang could clearly hear the sound of his little sister swallowing her saliva. Wang Liangmi stared at the young man with eyes that were obsessed with him, and murmured in his mouth: "There is such a handsome young man in the world, the Qiong Shu of Yaolin, nothing more than this."<
/p>
Director Wang smiled bitterly in his heart, when did your conversation become so elegant...
The boats on the river, the cliffs on the shore...suddenly heard the screams of the ladies of the aristocratic family. Xie Xuan turned his head and caught a glimpse of Wang Liangmi's nymphomaniac look. He suddenly felt unhappy and subconsciously clenched his fists.
The young man walked towards Pan Anren step by step, with his wide sleeves fluttering and his graceful appearance. Even though he was walking under the dark shadow of the sail, he was like an ice pond under the moon or a flowing spring on a snowy night, revealing a stream of bright beauty.
"One hundred thousand years ago, Confucius' mother stepped on the footprints of the god and gave birth to a nun; eighty thousand years ago, Liu's mother dreamed of a red snake throwing herself into her arms and gave birth to a dragon; fifty thousand years ago, my father dreamed of purple light falling from the sky and had inflammation; thirty thousand years ago,
Years ago, Father Cao saw that Qingyun was circling the beam and he was virtuous." Zhi Shouzhen stared at Pan Anren and said, "According to your statement, Kong Ni, Liu Long, Yi Yan, and Cao De are the four supreme masters of Shattering the Void.
, are they all people with unknown origins and mixed bloodlines?"
Pan Anren was stunned and became angry. The four Kong Ni were all monk leaders at that time, giants of the family, and Yi Yan was a Mingjun of the Jin Dynasty. The so-called footprints of gods and sons of heaven and earth are just made up by later generations to flatter.
How can their words be taken seriously? But they want to refute them in public, but they can’t.
"You despise the sages, it is unethical; you collide with merchant ships, it is rude; you expose people's private property, it is shameless." Zhi Shouzhen flicked his robe sleeves and moved in a dashing manner, "A person with no virtue, no manners and no shame.
, wouldn’t it be a disgrace to the disciples of aristocratic families?”
"Well said!" Wang Liangmi took the lead in applauding, and all the women rushed to agree. For a moment, the red sleeves were waving, the females were chirping, and the fragrance of powder was flowing all over the mountains and rivers.
Pan Anren's face turned purple. He was not known for his eloquence. His previous words were prepared in advance under instructions from others. Now that he was being squeezed by the other party, his anger surged and he became even more incomprehensible. "What a sharp mouth! What a pity that he is such a sharp-tongued person."
You bastard, what qualifications do you have to teach me a lesson?" He became angry and pointed at Zhiqiu Zhen and became furious.
The crowd was in an uproar, and many women even yelled and shouted. It should be noted that people in the Jin Dynasty valued elegant conversation. Pan Anren cursed loudly, which was already out of style. What's more, if the young man is really the son of Yongning Hou, he really lacks the word "bastard".
OK.
"It turns out that I missed one thing." Zhi Shouzhen was not angry and laughed loudly, "Master Pan's vulgar words are because he has no talent."
No talent? When Pan Anren heard this, he couldn't care less about his shame and anger. A flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, as if a drowning man suddenly grabbed a life-saving straw.
"Hahahaha!" Wang Liangmi was so angry that he let out a sarcastic laugh, "Pan Sanyan, I just realized today that you are ungrateful, rude, shameless and talentless! Why don't you change your name to Pan Siwu?
Let’s do it!”
There were bursts of laughter all around. Xie Xuan looked at Wang Liangmi and felt even more depressed. He pulled a maid over and asked in a low voice: "Xiao Xiangxiang, who is more handsome, me or that boy from Marquis Yongning? Tell the truth!" p>
The maid held back her laughter and gave her a wink: "Young Master is more manly."
"You are so stupid!" Xie Xuan angrily slapped the maid's buttocks, and the latter ran away with a coquettish smile.
"I have no talent?" Pan Anren turned his eyes and laughed three times. "I have been practicing for ten years. I have pre-recorded Dongzhen Five Fingers Tianmen, one of the ten great gates of the Jin Dynasty. I have diligently practiced the Five Elements Technique.
In one step, you can refine your Qi, restore your spirit, and cultivate the Dharma. You are a sharp-tongued embroidered pillow, but you dare to ridicule me for not having talent? Okay! Then let me teach you how to be talented!"
He didn't want to say anything, and immediately started to move. The clear energy flowed through his five fingers, and the techniques changed. A silver shimmering water sword burst out from his fingers, and continued to lengthen, like a crystal chain, and fiercely lashed towards Shikari Makoto.
As soon as he strikes, he is a killer in water magic, and he is secretly proud of himself. How can a bastard who has been fooling around for more than ten years know any clever magic? First, beat this pretty boy into an ugly monster, and see if he can still be tough-talking!
Anyway, his Lanling Pan family has always been at odds with the Bolingyuan family.
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Wang Yifu shouted angrily, obviously too late to stop him. Xie Xuan gloated, using his strength to attack the enemy's weakness, Pan Sanyan still had some brains.
"Qiang——" the sword sounded.
The crimson sword light flashed, folded, and spun!
The transparent water chain suddenly broke as if it had been hit seven inches, and water splashed everywhere. The sword light did not stop, but it quickly circled in mid-air, making a clever turn. With a soft "Crack" sound, Pan Anren's belt was cut off, and his brocade robe was cut off.
It loosens and falls off, revealing the naked body.
Zhi Shou Zhen put the broken sword into its sheath and smiled at Wang Liangmi from a distance: "Master Pan has no clothes now, so he should be called Pan Wuwu."
The crowd roared with exclamations, and everyone clucked their tongues and furrowed their eyebrows, looking horrified. No one expected that Pan Anren was completely defeated with just one sword strike. Xie Xuan jumped up like a tiger, his eyes as bright as lightning,
There was a flash of mighty fighting spirit.
"Holy crap!" Liu Ling couldn't help but smash the rocks and swore, "This kid's swordsmanship is so sophisticated. Did he start practicing swordsmanship in his mother's womb?"
The man next to him straightened up, with uncontrollable surprise on his face: "It's okay to be proficient in swordsmanship, but the most amazing thing is that the sword intention revealed has the shadow of breaking all kinds of swords with one sword. This is the right way of swordsmanship, and this is
There must be a famous teacher behind you to guide you.”
"It's so magnificent! It suddenly dawned on me!" Liu Ling suddenly laughed and danced, "Since Jiang Yan's talents have been exhausted, our human race finally has the seeds of sword immortals that are comparable to the Yu race!"
The surrounding "women's troops" were already cheering. Wang Liangmi's cheeks were burning and her heart was beating wildly. He smiled at me, he smiled at me!
Pan Anren's expression was dull, his whole body was cold, and the blood rushing to his head was so hot that it felt like it was exploding. He stood there blankly, and saw in a daze the countless figures surrounding him, pointing and laughing.
"Humph——" An angry roar suddenly came out, as loud as thunder, and instantly overwhelmed the surrounding commotion. A person flew several feet straight, came across the air, and landed on the deck. He looked towards Zhikarizhen with burning eyes.
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"Young man, even if you are the son of Yuan Dun, you cannot humiliate me, the Lanling Pan clan." His eyes were like flames, the cracks between his eyebrows were twisting, and a hot spiritual power came out of his body, like lava spewing, rushing towards the branch.
Karima.
Zhi Shouzhen seemed to have been plunged into a raging sea of fire, his lips were dry and his tongue was burnt, and his whole body was on fire. Wang Yifu stretched out his long sleeves, and his mental power was as ethereal as clouds, intercepting the opponent, and their bodies shook together.
Wang Yifu suddenly changed his expression: "Shilang Pan, please respect yourself! Don't let the name of the big one bully the small ones and tarnish the lintel of the Lanling Pan family."
The two sides glanced at each other, their momentum rose, and they were about to fight. The person who came suddenly laughed, and his boiling mental energy completely receded: "Wang Changshi misunderstood, Pan just came to take a look at Yongning Hou, who was hiding something."
Son, I have no other intentions."
"My nephew is young and vigorous, how much do he know about talent? What is talent? I, a son of a high-ranking family, are not barbarians who only know about martial arts. You must know that music, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, song and talent are also talents, and all of them can lead to the great road and heaven.
." He turned his head and said to Zhikarizhen in a lecturing tone, "There are so many talented people in Kyoto. My nephew, don't sit down in a well and look at the sky. You will overestimate your own capabilities."
"Shibo taught the wrong person." Zhi Shouzhen smiled proudly, "I am also more talented than you, a son of the Pan family, when it comes to playing the piano." He took half a step forward, stood by the river, and flicked the konghou to play the piano.
The strings sounded in the sky. Zhikarizhen sang loudly: "
Young man,
Singing and singing upstairs,
Kyoto is prosperous for hundreds of miles,
I just ride on a white horse and ride through."
After hearing the first sentence, the visitor didn't care much, just thought it was just a slang tune, not elegant. Just when he was about to make a sarcastic comment, he heard "Kyoto is a hundred miles prosperous", and couldn't help being slightly startled, and then "I only have one ride."
"White Horse Rushing", the whole audience was shocked and excited.
"Peng!" The merchant ship sank again, almost turning over on its side, and the river flooded the deck. Zhi Shou turned a blind eye and plucked the strings, as dense as rain hitting banana trees, and pearls and jade fell onto the plate. The song was eloquent and filled the air: " p>
Young man,
It rains a lot at night on a passenger boat,
Draw your sword and hit the waves,
Don’t ask about pain when you are upwind.
Young man,
The wild goose is broken and the road is vast,
Climb high and wash away the dust and frost,
The end of the world and I face each other."
The river water continued to rise, the tunes rose higher and higher, and the music and songs flew in the wind, rustling straight into the sky. After the song ended, the lingering sound was like mist, floating in the sky. There was silence everywhere, and after a long time, it erupted like thunder.
Cheers.
"Shibo, did you hear that?" Zhi Shouzhen was half-immersed in the river, looking calm and calm, as if he were standing on the clouds, "Only young people can be energetic!"
"Haha, what a wonderful show!" The man next to Liu Ling withdrew his gaze and stood up.
"What a young man on a white horse!" Liu Ling shook her head, still recalling the words "Kyoto is a hundred miles prosperous, but I only rode a white horse through it."
The man's eyes flashed: "What's good? This guy should be killed as soon as possible."
Liu Ling was stunned: "Brother, why did you say this?"
"I heard from my friend that this son has the intention to stir up trouble. If Jiankang is turbulent and troubled in the future, it will definitely bring trouble to his son." The man chuckled and cupped his hands to Liu Ling, "I came here in joy and returned with all my joy. Liu Ling
Brother, I’ll have a drink with you someday if I have the chance! Farewell.”
Liu Ling asked curiously: "What's your surname?"
"Shi Le." The man quickly disappeared into the crowd.
Before sunset, Zhi Shou Zhen's song "Young Man" was spread throughout Jiankang and beyond. And the name "Young White Horse Man" from the mouth of the wine master Liu Ling also became a household name in one day, shocking Kyoto.<