Chapter 232: Receiving Guards and Textual Research
Yunxi lowered his head and was about to talk to Min'er. At this moment, everyone suddenly said "ah". A voice sounded in Yunxi's ears.
Yunxi knew that something had happened on the competition stage and hurriedly raised his head. Although Min'er was arrogant, she also knew when to be coquettish and when not to be coquettish, so she stopped talking immediately.
Yunxi raised his head and saw that Yang Feng had lost his balance and seemed to be falling to the ground; and the position where he fell was very close to the edge of the martial arts training platform. This person from the Wudang Sect also had to step up to make up for it and knock him out of the field.
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Yunxi also became nervous. After all, he still hoped that his current bodyguard could win, especially his closest bodyguard.
But at this moment, Yang Feng slapped the ground with his right hand and leaned to one side to avoid the Wudang man's blow. Then he maintained his balance and grabbed the Wudang man's arm with his backhand, trying to throw him out of the field.
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This happened suddenly, and if Yun Hei was there, he might have been unable to do anything. But Wudang reacted quickly and grabbed Yang Feng's arm. Then the two of them seemed to be about to fall out of the field, and it was a draw.
But when the two of them had lost their balance and were grabbing each other, Yang Feng still used his small grappling hand to separate his body from Wudang's body, and then kicked him with his right foot. In this way, when Wudang's body hit the ground, he still
It stayed in mid-air and fell to the ground after a few moments.
According to the rules, the two of them did not catch each other and landed together, so Yang Feng would be considered the winner.
Yang Feng was obviously more experienced than the other party. He stood up immediately after landing and said before the other party spoke: "Brother, I just took advantage of the rules. In fact, you and I have the same kung fu. I am not the same."
No better than this brother."
Wudang was obviously a little angry, but after hearing Yang Feng's words, he immediately became at a loss and said, "This brother's kung fu is also very good."
Liang Deqi hurriedly stepped forward and said: "The imperial guard is indeed a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger. Our Brother Song is already the best martial artist among the younger generation in Wudang Mountain, but he is tied with Guard Yang."
The two sides complimented each other a few more times, and the atmosphere changed from solemn to relaxed.
When Yunxi saw that this Wudang man was very good at martial arts, he immediately decided to keep him as a guard of the palace. So he said, "What is the name of this strong man?"
This man from Wudang bowed and said, "I dare not answer your Majesty's question. My surname is Song and my name is Qingshu."
Yunxi said casually: "Song Qingshu, what a good name..." Before he finished speaking, Yunxi realized: "Isn't this the name of a character in "The Legend of Heaven and Slaying the Dragon"! That person also happens to be from the Wudang Sect!"
Yunxi asked: "Is your father's name Song Yuanqiao?"
Song Qingshu asked in surprise: "Your Majesty, have you heard about my father?"
Yunxi asked again: "Does the Wudang Sect still have six people, Yu Lianzhou, Yu Daiyan, Zhang Songxi, Zhang Cuishan, Yin Liting, and Mo Shenggu? And these six people are all your uncles?"
Song Qingshu said: "Reporting to your majesty, of the six people your majesty mentioned, five of them are lay disciples of the Wudang sect like my father, and they are indeed Xiaomin's uncles. However, the person your majesty mentioned about Yin Liting is not Xiaomin.
I heard that there is this person in the Wudang Clan."
"But the surname Yin is rare. I have a man named Yin Liheng in Wudang, who is also my uncle."
Liang Deqi added: "Your Majesty, Uncle Song, Uncle Yin, and the five uncles that your Majesty just mentioned are all the best martial arts disciples of the previous generation among my lay disciples in Wudang Mountain. I didn't expect that Your Majesty has heard of them."
If Yunxi had just come over, he would probably have been surprised. However, Yunxi has met countless awesome people over the years. This time it was just because he thought he was a fictional character but turned out to be real.
It had existed in history, so Yunxi was quite surprised.
But Yunxi still has a question to ask: "Does this Zhang Cuishan have a son named Zhang Wuji?"
Liang Deqi said in surprise: "Your Majesty, have you ever heard of Junior Brother Wuji?" Then he pointed at a young man in the crowd who was about fourteen or fifteen years old and said: "This is my Junior Uncle Zhang's son, Zhang Wuji."
Yun He couldn't help but call Zhang Wuji over and look at Zhang Wuji carefully. This made Zhang Wuji and all the other Wudang sect members feel uneasy: "Does your Majesty like men?"
Yunxi didn't know what they were thinking, and he felt a huge sense of absurdity: 'Zhang Wuji in "The Legend of Heaven and Dragon Sword" must have been fifty or sixty years old by this time, but the Zhang Wuji he saw was still a teenager.'
At this time, Yunxi heard a coughing sound, which was very close to him. Yunxi turned his head and saw that it was his fourth sister Yunzhi. She didn't know when she came close to him.
Yunzhi saw Yunxi looking at her and said with a smile: "Brother Huang, you always stare at other people's little Taoist priests, which makes them feel embarrassed."
Only then did Yunxi realize how inappropriate his actions were, and he quickly let go of Zhang Wuji's hand. Zhang Wuji quickly looked at Yunzhi with gratitude. Yunzhi was only nine years old now, and she was wearing men's clothing, so Zhang Wuji didn't notice her.
It's a little girl.
Yunzhi also gave him a friendly smile.
Yunxi was about to say a few exaggerated words to relieve the embarrassment when he suddenly heard a familiar voice saying: "Why are there so many people gathered here? Are they competing in martial arts?"
Yunxi looked back and saw that it was Gao Xu who was speaking. When Yunxi looked back, Gao Xu had already walked a dozen steps behind Yunxi.
Then Gao Xu saluted Yunxi and said, "Brother Emperor, why is it so lively here today? As I walked along, I saw many new faces. They have recently recruited guards into the palace, and Brother Emperor wants to see their faces."
Is it of good quality?"
Yunxi did not answer his question, but asked with a straight face: "It's still class time, right? I remember that the course you chose has classes at this time every afternoon, why are you not in class today!"
Gao Xu said: "A few days ago, Wu Dinghou said that he had an old illness and went home to recuperate. This afternoon happened to be a military strategy class, so I had no class. Then he thought that this martial arts training ground in the imperial city is better than the martial arts training in my mansion.
The place is much better, so I want to practice martial arts here."
Then Gao Xu chuckled and said: "Brother Emperor, if I was skipping class, how could I dare to come over here? I must have seen Brother Emperor from a distance and left quietly."
After Gao Xu finished explaining, he greeted the people around Yun Xi. He originally thought it was Yun Xi and Yun Xi, or other younger brothers watching the competition with Yun Xi, but who knew that when he took a closer look, it was Yunlan and the three of them.
Gao Xu was shocked and said: "Why, you actually..." He just said a few words and felt something was wrong, so he quickly changed his tone and said: "Why do you brothers come out to watch the martial arts competition? Don't you guys not like martial arts?"
Yun Lan and Yun Yun didn't know how to answer. Yun Zhi smiled and said: "We suddenly like martial arts, can't we?"
Gao Xu also smiled and said, "Why not? If you want to learn martial arts, my brother can teach you."
After Yunxi heard that the identities of the three sisters had been concealed, he changed the topic to praise these lay disciples of the Wudang Sect.
Finally, Yunxi said: "Zhuangshi Song, Brother Zhang, and other Wudang masters, are you willing to stay in the capital and serve as guards in the palace?"
Liang Deqi and several older people had already seen Yunxi's purpose, so they were well prepared. Most of them agreed, but Liang Deqi declined politely.
Others who were younger, some agreed and some declined. Song Qingshu and Zhang Wuji were both unwilling. Their fathers were both influential people in the Wudang sect. They had great futures in the sect and there was no need to accompany the emperor like a tiger in the capital.
But Yunxi asked them to stay by name, but they did not dare to disobey. They could only bow and say: "Thank you for your kindness, Your Majesty."
However, to be a guard in the palace, you can only be in your thirties at most. The older you are, the younger you will be. Song Qingshu is already in his early twenties this year. In another ten years, he can resign and return to Wudang and work as a guard in the palace.
Things can also be used as capital to operate.
Zhang Wuji is miserable. He is only fourteen years old this year, and it will take nearly twenty years before he can resign and go back.
Yunxi wanted to have a harmonious relationship between the new guards and the old guards, and arranged a dinner for them to drink and eat together in the evening.
Although these people in Wudang are lay disciples, they have lived in Wudang Mountain all year round and rarely drink alcohol. They occasionally eat meat. Today they did not dare to refuse Yunxi's request, so they were drunk from the beginning. Especially Zhang Wuji, who drank alcohol for the first time.
, choked to tears.
However, this made the original guards angry, and the relationship between the two parties became better.
Yunxi still didn't drink distilled wine, but just drank fruit wine to cope with the occasion. However, Yunxi's alcohol tolerance was not good, and he was a little drunk after drinking too much fruit wine. Taking advantage of the drunkenness, he asked: "Is Zhang Sanfeng, Master Zhang of Wudang, really still alive?"
Yunxi was always curious about this issue, and there were rumors in later generations that Zhang Sanfeng lived until the Tianshun period, more than 200 years old.
Song Qingshu said: "Of course my ancestor is still alive."
Yunxi asked: "Zhenzhen Zhang is in Wudang Mountain now?"
Song Qingshu said: "Not here."
Yunxi asked: "Then how can you guarantee that Master Zhang is really alive?"
Song Qingshu was a little unhappy. Anyone who was forced to ask if his ancestor was alive would be unhappy. But he knew that the person in front of him now was the emperor, so he still replied: "I saw him in Wudang Mountain in the 29th year."
Where is the Patriarch!"
Yunxi thought to himself: "This means that Zhang Sanfeng was still alive in the 29th year of Hongwu."
Then Yunxi asked again: "How old is Master Zhang this year?"
Song Qingshu replied: "I don't know, but my uncle, the eldest disciple of my ancestor who passed away two years ago, was already over eighty years old when he passed away."
Yunxi thought: 'Zhang Sanfeng once wrote a poem, which states that he became a monk in his middle age. Counting the time he spent studying with his master, he is now at least about 110 years old. He really lives a long life.'
