Dark clouds rolled over the sky, thunder dragons rolled away, electric snakes intertwined, and the air was filled with the dampness of an approaching storm.
Longyuan, on the official road at the turn of the northwest, a group of merchants urged their horses to move quickly. Most of them were cursing that the weather was changing too fast. One moment it was sunny and sunny, but the next moment it was covered with dark clouds.
All the merchants were sad and scolded, but some were happy to see the rain.
Wang Muzhi, who was surrounded by a group of Jinyiwei masters, stretched out his hand to feel the moist airflow, and couldn't help but nod:
“Last year, we had a long winter with lots of snow and a short spring. Fortunately, the summer returned to normal and we did not enter the extreme weather of extreme cold and heat.
God finally gave people time to breathe, but it’s a pity..."
He sighed slightly, but the master of Jinyiwei on the side couldn't help but said: "It has always been rainy when there is more snow. Worrying about drought is not as good as worrying about floods, right?"
"It seems that Mr. Wang has never worked in the fields and does not understand these common sense."
Someone laughed.
"Some things cannot be discussed according to common sense. Last year's heavy snowfall was a rare occurrence in a century, but in the future, it will become the norm..."
Wang Muzhi didn't take it seriously and spoke calmly:
"In the future, winter will get colder and colder, and summer will get hotter and hotter! Heavy snow, drought, locust plague, plague, earthquake, flood...
Catastrophes that have never happened in the past few years or decades will come one after another..."
"Don't be alarmist!"
Several Jinyiwei masters interrupted coldly, but for some reason, they felt a little uneasy.
"Extreme natural disasters will cause one area, and even all the land, to lose their harvest for years. Under the disaster, the bandits will be killed endlessly, and the government's revenue and expenditure will not be balanced. In order to protect themselves, the rich will become more greedy and demanding, and the pity church will
Taking the opportunity to cause trouble, all the state capitals rebelled against Wang Linli...
And the Sirius outside the Great Wall, the army of the Great Li Dynasty, will also follow..."
It was neither high nor low, and there was no exaggeration or frustration, just a calm and cold narration. The masters of the Jin Yiwei around him couldn't help but feel their hearts sink.
There was an extremely depressing feeling of panic.
Boom!
At the right time, there was another thunderstorm, and raindrops fell from time to time.
"This rain will not be light. How about you guys go to that tea shop to have a rest? By the way, I'll wait for you, Mr. Li..."
Wang Muzhi looked into the distance.
There, there was a large tea shop with three floors. Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that someone had occupied the abandoned inn.
Once upon a time, all the nine prefectures of the Ming Dynasty, and even at the county and township level, had post stations, which were used for less important official documents, information transmission, food and lodging for officials on the way, and for changing horses.
Even some parcels and letters among the people are handled by the post station.
Of course, nowadays, it is common for inns to be dismantled on a large scale and sold to others, but the guards in uniform still frowned a little as they looked at them.
"Mr. Wang, shouldn't you have someone else to take care of you?"
Several Jinyi guards were very vigilant.
"It's just an old friend who came to see me off. Why should you be nervous?"
Wang Mu finished speaking and stepped forward:
"If I want to leave, can you still stop me? It's just that Mr. Li is willing to admit defeat, and Mr. Wang keeps his promise."
The expressions of all the masters of the Imperial Guard changed, but no one dared to stop him. The person in front of them was not something they could stop.
Wow~
Along with a muffled thunder, a heavy downpour started to fall. Outside the tea shop, water vapor was steaming for a moment, but inside, there was a noisy scene.
All the masters of the Jinyiwei were traveling in casual clothes, and they were not very eye-catching. Although some people were curious, they did not cause any disturbance.
"Brother Wang!"
At the handrail on the second floor, someone stood up and slightly arched his hand towards Wang Muzhi.
Several masters of the Jinyiwei looked solemnly and looked at him one after another. They saw him wearing a short black suit and his head was majestic. Their hearts skipped a beat.
"Qi Liuyi!"
A guard in Jinyi couldn't help but hold down the handle of the knife, but he let go.
The person who surrendered on the second floor was none other than Qi Liuyi, the chief arrester of the six gates of Longyuan Road, who was known as the Dragon-Subduing Arhat.
"Brother Qi, long time no see."
Wang Muzhi smiled slightly, returned the greeting, and went upstairs without any consciousness of being a prisoner. The masters of the Jinyiwei had no choice but to follow.
The rain came quickly and heavily, and many merchants who were passing by stopped here. There were not many seats on the second floor. Wang Muzhi took a seat, and several Jinyiwei masters had to stand.
Several people looked at each other, their expressions not very good. How could anyone escort a prisoner like this...
"I heard that Mr. Wang was going to Beijing, so Qi came here to see him off."
Qi Liu took a swig of wine.
"Brother Qi is interested."
Wang Muzhi also drank a full glass of wine.
Qi Liuyi poured wine for each other, turned his eyes, and asked:
"I heard that Mr. Wang fought against that Li Baihu. I wonder how the outcome will be? Seeing that Mr. Wang is full of energy, it seems..."
"There is no false warrior under the great reputation. Mr. Li has been famous for many years, and his martial arts skills are beyond the reach of Wang..."
Wang Muzhi said something casually, but didn't mention it much.
The expressions of all the Jin Yiwei changed and they all remained silent.
Qi Liuyi became more and more curious.
If we say that Wang Muzhi defeated Li Baihu, he was sent to the capital of the gods under the guard of Jin Yiwei. If we say that he was defeated, looking at his expression, it seems wrong.
But before he could speak, Wang Muzhi had already changed the topic and asked:
"Brother Qi is here, I'm afraid it's not just to say goodbye to Wang, right?"
"There are other reasons too."
Qi Liuyi pondered for a moment and then spoke:
"Mr. Wang, why do you insist on doing this?"
"What does Brother Qi mean?"
Wang Muzhi drank by himself.
"Of course the disciples from Wanxiang Mountain went to the Northwest Road to help Yang Yu..."
Qi Liuyi sighed:
"In recent years, there have been constant natural disasters, frequent riots in various places, and foreign races outside the customs are eyeing you. You are a great scholar in this world, and you don't want to serve your country, but why bother, why bother..."
He was a little unable to speak, but Wang Muzhi picked up the topic:
"Why rebel?"
The voices of the two people were not high, but the group's extraordinary bearing attracted attention. Upon hearing these words, the originally noisy second floor suddenly fell into silence.
Several masters of the royal guards glanced at them coldly, but the diners could no longer sit still. The bold ones bowed their heads and drank, while the timid ones went straight downstairs and drove away in the heavy rain.
"The Ming Dynasty has nurtured scholars for four hundred years. Even if it cannot turn the tide from collapse, it should not help the building that is about to collapse..."
Qi Liuyi sighed deeply.
Having been in Long Yuan Taoism for twenty years, he had a heartfelt admiration for Mr. Wang in front of him, but it was precisely because of this that he did not understand him.
"Brother Qi really wants to know?"
Qi Liu nodded.
"One summer day many years ago, I took a nap under a tree. I still remember that the sun was very strong that day, the sun was shining brightly, and there was light shining through the cracks in the trees..."
Wang Muzhi slowly drank the wine in the glass, and then said slowly:
"...It was a very long nightmare. In the dream, I saw beacons rising in all directions and burning on the earth for a hundred years...
I saw natural disasters, earthquakes, prosperity like Jiangnan Road, ten houses with nine empty spaces, mountains of corpses, and the cutting off of the Wanlong River..."
The calm voice seemed to have great appeal, making the people around him feel swaying and sad, as if they had really seen a tragic dream like a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
"Mr. Wang has made great progress in his work. I'm afraid a breakthrough is not far away..."
Qi Liuyi suddenly came to his senses and drank heavily:
"But this is just a dream. How can the things in the dream be taken seriously?"
Having said this, he glanced at the group of imperial guards beside him who looked solemn and ugly, and said:
"None of this happened after all. Moreover, the man with the beheading knife was too strong and perverse. Yu You is the best choice, but as the master, I'm afraid it won't be a big deal..."
He sighed and persuaded, but even he didn't expect that he actually somewhat believed Wang Mu's words.
Of course he had heard of Yang Yu's illustrious reputation. Not only had he heard of it, he was also amazed and admired in his heart.
But……
Seeing him shaking his head, Wang Muzhi couldn't help but smile:
"Brother Qi, how many books have you read?"
"...Of course Qi is no better at reading than Mr. Wang, but there are some truths that can only be understood by reading!"
Qi Liuyi almost choked. He didn't like reading, which was his biggest weakness.
"Brother Qi looks down upon my junior brother. The reason is that he has a violent and perverse personality and is unbearable..."
Seeing Qi Liu nodded, Wang Muzhi said again:
"There are two things I value about him. Brother Qi, why don't you listen to them?"
Before Qi Liuyi could answer, Wang Muzhi already spoke:
"My junior brother came from a humble background and met by chance. In just ten years, he has already reached the top of the world.
Everyone in the world knows about his life and deeds, and Brother Qi, I think he has seen it..."
Qi Liu nodded.
"It is human nature to be far away from hard work and close to pleasure. It is the nature of men to like fine clothes, good food, and beauty."
My junior brother is proud of his youth but does not indulge his nature. This is self-denial..."
"this……"
Qi Liuyi frowned, but had to nod.
Young people with strong energy and blood will be more successful as warriors. Young people who are not indulgent usually have strict tutoring. Those who are from a humble background but are not indulgent can be regarded as outstanding people.
"From Heishan to punish the county magistrate, to Lingchi Niewen Cave, to Deyang Mansion to eliminate demons, to Longyuan to quell chaos, to Yanzhou to eliminate evil...
He has been like this for ten years, does that count as being unswerving in his determination?"
Qi Liuyi had nothing to say, and all the Jin Yiwei looked at each other, but they had to admit that, especially Ling Chi Nie Wendong, the news had already spread throughout the Jin Yiwei...
"Brother Qi asks again, Wang can still say it again, but aren't these two points enough?"
Wang Muzhi put down his wine glass and poured himself some wine:
"To be honest, he rebelled, and I begged him several times. It's not that I want to help him, but that he is helping me!"
"you!"
Hearing these words, the expressions of all the royal guards suddenly changed, and a murderous atmosphere filled the air. Not to mention the diners on the second floor, the lobby was almost empty.
Qi Liu's expression darkened:
"Qi has always respected you as a person and regarded you as a hero of the world. Unexpectedly, you turned out to be..."
"Brother Qi, is it true that only when things in this world are corrupt to the extreme and do it after laying down hundreds of millions of corpses can we be considered righteous?"
Wang Muzhi drank the glass of wine again:
"Whether it's a hero or a tycoon..."
Click!
A bolt of lightning flashed through the rain curtain, and dark clouds blocked the light. Qi Liuyi raised his head and saw Wang Muzhi falling into darkness, and the ink was so thick that he could not see his expression: