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Chapter 808 Happy things

The man was stunned.

Qi Yaoling said calmly: "Everything has to be done by someone. My master has too many things at hand, so I will be wherever my master is. I never take long-term missions.

It’s not because I’m from a Jianghu family, you wouldn’t ask me to come.”

The man was so angry that he stopped talking.

Another person said: "Master Qi, I wonder what we are doing when we go to the border? Are we helping or leading the army?"

Qi Yaoling said: "If you have great achievements, you can be rewarded. If you don't lead the army for a long time."

The man said: "If you don't lead the army for a long time, isn't it just a waste of time?"

Qi Yaoling said coldly: "You are right to think so. If you feel that the rise and fall of Daqing has nothing to do with you, you don't have to go. I'll say it again, you are not forced to go. It's all voluntary!!"

Li Changsong is a good old man, but he couldn't bear to hear this: "Why do you have the face to bargain over such a thing!!"

The man was the head of a small sect and whispered: "We all have people to support! It's not like you can survive by drinking the northwest wind!"

But no matter how noisy they were, in the end the minority obeyed the majority and decided to postpone it for two days.

When Qi Yaoling came out, he told Si to ask for money: "Check the people who are jumping around today. They must have had contact with Wudang."

Si asked for money and responded.

Qi Yaoling returned to his room and wrote a letter to Tang Shijin.

He must write a letter every day. In yesterday's letter, he just mentioned the matter of "harassment". Wei Shilei happened to be inquiring locally and also mentioned this "harassment" that impressed everyone. Tang Shi Jinxin said this to me

I really know.

She gave Yan Baiwei some popular science: "It is said that the Japanese country has a kind of idea of ​​'loyalty to the king, justice, integrity, bravery, and perseverance', which is called the spirit of warriors, warriors, and Tao. Later, a man came out, a nobleman of the Japanese country, named

Fujiwara Yoshi. During the day, he looked human, pretending to be a noble and elegant noble, but at night he would transform into a vicious thief, plundering everywhere, causing panic among the people of Kyoto. It took several years for the Japanese police to find him.

body, and then lurked in his house, and when he saw him returning from committing the crime, I was sure it was him."

"But when they went to arrest him, they found that his house was brightly lit in the middle of the night and the door was open. The police officers rushed in and found this man sitting in the hall with his chest exposed and a ball on his lap.

A sharp tachi, a kind of large scimitar... and he was still playing the flute leisurely, and he didn't know what tune he was playing."

"All the officers were shocked by his calmness. As a result, no one dared to rush forward to arrest him. Then he played a song and he took hold of the sword. When everyone was on guard, they saw him pointing the sword at himself.

He committed seppuku and used the tip of a knife to pick out his internal organs and threw them at the police officers before he died of anger."

"After this incident came out, everyone was shocked by this method. They felt that this was the most suitable death method for Japanese warriors and could best promote the spirit of Bushido. Therefore, every real samurai is looking forward to a certain death.

They could commit seppuku for one day, which was extremely honorable and honorable to them, and then it became common to carry out raids. Moreover, this was a privilege that only Japanese warriors had, and civilians were not qualified to choose to commit seppuku."

Yan Baiwei's expression was hard to describe: "What kind of spirit is this? It sounds like that, but... if you really encounter certain situations and for something, it would be a tragic thing to commit suicide, but to promote this kind of...

"

Xueshenwei is at a rare loss for words.

He Qianbi happened to come in with the letter, listened to most of the scene, and said: "I am a commoner, and I just want to die like this. How can you care about me even if I die?"

Tang Shijin pointed at him and said: "You are not my Japanese warrior! You are not worthy!"

As he spoke, he returned the letter and took it.

At one glance, she understood what Qi Yaoling meant, gave the letter to Yan Baiwei, thought about it carefully, and said, "I think it's okay."

Yan Baiwei said: "Of course."

He sent someone to draft the edict and said, "Look at these people, they are really not worth all the trouble you spend."

Tang Shijin sighed: "This group has low self-esteem and arrogance, and they are willing to accept the soft and not the tough. The more powerful you are, the more people want to provoke you, and you will find something to provoke you even if you have nothing to do... Ah, I won’t say it anymore, the more I

The more I talk about it, the more I feel that these people really owe a lot!! Bullying my Ling'er like this!!"

He Qianbi said: "It might be better to switch to an ordinary court official. After all, Qi Yaoling had a bad reputation before, and many people couldn't stand him."

"No, no, no," Tang Shijin waved his hand and said: "If we really change to a civil servant, the number of people there will be at least 50% less than today, or even more. Only a person like Ling'er from the world of martial arts is suitable and 'credible'.

In fact, I also thought about letting Zhiyao go by himself, and then let his father come forward, but in other people's minds, it would be 'I accepted Zhiyao just for this matter', which is a very perfunctory behavior to win over people's hearts. You understand

? And if...for example, I contact Shaolin and do it in the name of Shaolin, then the meaning of the matter will be lost, and what is needed is this semi-official and semi-official method."

Even Ping'er couldn't help but said: "Are people in Jianghu so troubled?"

"Yes," Tang Shijin looked at Yan Baiwei and said with a smile: "Jianghu people have as many things as quacks, and scholars have as many things as scholars. The direction is different, but the quantity is not."

What scholar Yan Baiwei can say is hehe.

In any case, the decree was drawn up, and Tang Shijin specially sent two thousand elite guards to escort it, and then sent a eunuch who was skilled in martial arts to have them set out overnight to rush over and wait for Qi Yaoling's order before announcing the decree.

In the middle of the night, the eighteenth son Shi Heguang arrived, bringing with him three junior brothers, an apprentice and several junior nephews.

As soon as Shi Heguang arrived, of course many people asked him what was going on in Wudang. After all, he was from Wudang, so he couldn't directly say that his boss couldn't get Qiao, he could only say that he didn't know.

But he, He Yanmo, and Lu Fenglou were life-and-death friends, so he told them the truth, trembling with anger.

He Yanmo and Lu Fenglou were also very angry. While the three of them were talking, someone knocked aggressively on the door several times.

They were originally Jianghu people, loners, and because of their sharp ears and eyesight, they never sent anyone to guard the door. This knock even startled them.

As a result, when he opened the door, it was Qi Yaoling standing outside.

Shi Heguang shouted: "Who is it?"

He Yanmo knew him, so he quickly pulled away from Shi Heguang and saluted, "Master Qi."

Shi Heguang was surprised.

Qi Yaoling nodded, cupped his hands and said, "Taoist Master Heguang."

Shi Heguang's Taoist nickname was He Guang, and he hurriedly returned the salute: "Master Qi."

He wanted to ask if he had heard it just now, but he didn't know whether to ask or not, so he just looked at Lu Fenglou.

Qi Yaoling didn't mention this matter, so he sat down and said, "I've heard about his name for a long time, but I've never seen him before."

Shi Heguang repeatedly said that he did not dare, and He Yanmo said: "I would like to teach Mr. Qi to learn that the Jinzhou plague was originally led by Brother Heguang and Brother Fenglou, and I was just running errands along with them."

Qi Yaoling's lips curved slightly: "Yan Mo is humble, all three of you have made great contributions."

These words obviously made the three of them feel very comfortable. Shi and Guang were all on guard. Although they never publicized their Xingxia, others knew about it and recognized it. After all, it was a happy thing.

Then Qi Yaoling said: "I wonder what Brother Heguang thinks about this matter?"

Shi Heguang said: "I... the common people..."

Qi Yaoling said: "I am also a Jianghu person. Don't worry about the etiquette. Everyone can just talk freely."


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