Chapter 335 23 Miscellaneous Things

Chapter 335 23 Miscellaneous Things

Chapter 335 Miscellaneous
The room is decorated in a quiet and simple style. Bronzes from the Shang and Zhou dynasties, colored porcelains from the Tang and Song dynasties, and many other rare antiques can be seen everywhere in the Yinfeng Tower. The eagle of Song Huizong, the horse of Zhao Mengfu, the calligraphy of Yan Zhenqing, and various works of famous artists are all hung on the west wall, covered with a veil.

There are about twenty kinds of musical instruments placed on the east wall, and a lot of music scores are scattered on the long table below.

"It's a pity for my sister-in-law. There are also Xuantong, Xingwu, and Baishi, who are all young disciples with loyal hearts and pure minds."

"Children of Jianghu, life and death are different from those of ordinary people... I, Liu Zhengfeng, feel sorry for them."

Two figures sat by the window, with two cups of tea, but no one had touched them.

"Junior brother, do you blame me in your heart?"

"Senior brother has warned me long ago, this is all my own fault!"

"Alas, you and Qu Yang have been in contact for a long time, and even I have heard about it. Is there a wall in this world that is impenetrable?"

The old man's body was thin and gaunt, like a reed, but his eyes were extremely bright. He was a reed with tenacious vitality, and at the critical moment, he could burst out with unexpected power.

He lowered his head and plucked the strings of the huqin, his voice hoarse and low.

"Junior brother, you want to retire from the martial arts world to avoid disaster. How can someone with ulterior motives let you do as you wish? I thought at the time that the Songshan Sect would make a big fuss about this, so I wrote you a letter. It's my fault that I didn't come back in person to discuss the pros and cons with you."

Liu Zhengfeng smiled bitterly and said, "Brother, you have profound insights, and your letter that day was full of valuable advice. It's ridiculous that I, Liu Zhengfeng, had a mean heart and guessed Brother's good intentions, which led to today's tragedy."

Mr. Mo Da shook his head and said, "Now that things have come to this, Junior Brother, you don't have to blame yourself too much. Zuo Lengchan sent a letter to the four sects at the beginning of the year, asking for advice on the merger of the Five Mountains, but no one responded. He must have wanted to kill a chicken to scare the monkeys, but he did it so viciously. It seems that Songshan Sect's determination to annex us is difficult to shake."

"Everyone knows what Zuo Lengchan is thinking. This catastrophe in the martial arts world is unavoidable. The Hengshan Sect is located in the south, but it is caught in the middle of the situation. All parties are coveting it. I have no talent or virtue, and I almost brought disaster to the sect. From now on, the heavy responsibility of Hengshan will be shouldered by my senior brother."

Three days have passed since I retired from politics on June 6th.

The Liu residence was hung with white banners everywhere, and the funeral was kept simple, but old and relative friends and acquaintances still rushed to pay their respects, and the threshold was almost broken down by the people who came to pay their respects. And after those gangsters left, Hengshan City returned to its former tranquility.

Mr. Mo Da asked, "Junior brother, what are your plans for the future?"

Liu Zhengfeng looked out the window and said, "There is no place for me, Liu Zhengfeng, in the Orthodox Church anymore."

Mr. Mo Da bowed his head and said, "Junior brother, since you have decided to retire from the martial arts world, there is no need to retire. Just stay here. I will go to Songshan Sect and talk to Zuo Lengchan to put an end to this matter."

Liu Zhengfeng shook his head and said, "If I stay here, not only will I be unable to protect myself, but it will also become an excuse for Zuo Lengchan to attack the Hengshan Sect. I have made up my mind to leave. Brother, please burn my membership card and announce to the world that Liu Zhengfeng is an abandoned disciple of Hengshan."

Mr. Mo Da kept his head down and said nothing, fiddling with the weathered huqin in his hand.

He wanted to persuade Liu Zhengfeng to break off contact with Qu Yang, sever ties with the Demon Cult, and stay in Hengshan so that he could live out his days in peace and not get involved in the disputes in the martial arts world. However, when the words came to his lips, he could not open them.

When you enter the world, you often have no choice.

Life and death, honor and disgrace, separation and reunion are not something that can be decided by oneself.

Perhaps only the huqin in my hand can produce the sound I want.

"Winter~"

"Brother, rest assured. No matter where I go, I will not do anything that goes against the code of chivalry."

At this moment, Liu Zhengfeng suddenly understood why the sounds made by his senior brother were always sad and desolate, and why they always made people feel uneasy. It was because they were too real, and people subconsciously wanted to escape from the reality.

Two servants were guarding in front of the Yinfeng Tower. They looked at each other and raised their heads at the same time. In the countless days and nights before, the tower was filled with heroic spirit, with ups and downs of pitch and melody. But today, it was a song of extreme sorrow and sadness.

It was noon when two people came out of the building.

"You have many things to do in your mansion, so I'll stop here. There's no need to send you off any further."

Mr. Mo Da came out of Yinfeng Tower holding a zither, turned around and said.

"Senior brother, take care!"

Liu Zhengfeng bowed slightly and watched the hunched figure leave.

"father!"

Liu Qing appeared from the west end of the courtyard, still wearing mourning clothes. She ran over in a hurry with a panicked look on her face.

"Dad, something bad has happened!"

Liu Zhengfeng subconsciously pressed the hilt of the sword at his waist and asked, "Qing'er, why are you so panicked? Could it be that the Songshan Sect has returned again?"

Liu Qing knelt on the ground and cried, "No... No, it's Brother Qin who left."

Liu Zhengfeng's face darkened slightly, and he asked, "What's going on?"

"He left a letter, saying... he felt sorry for his father and had no face to stay at home, so he wanted to find his own way in the martial arts world. He told us not to look for him, and to come back to apologize after we have made a name for ourselves."

Liu Zhengfeng took the letter, unfolded it, and his brows gradually furrowed.

"Dad, let's go find Brother Qin. He's so young, what if he gets involved in the underworld and meets some bad guys?"

Liu Qing blamed herself endlessly. She tried to suppress her grief and took care of the funeral arrangements, which resulted in a moment of negligence. In addition, there were many people coming and going in the mansion in the past few days, and she had not seen anyone for half a day. When she found the study, only this letter was left.

"Get up."

"father."

"It's okay to go."

"father?"

Liu Zhengfeng shook his head and said, "He has read too many books by sages, but he has not learned any of the great principles of the Spring and Autumn Period. Instead, he is full of thieves and prostitutes, selfish and self-centered, and has an unclean heart. Maybe he will change after some tempering in the martial arts world."

"But Brother Qin is so young and has never left Hengshan City. What if he encounters danger..."

Liu Zhengfeng sighed: "Don't worry, his ability to protect himself is better than yours."

Liu Qing doubted, "Dad, you don't want to recognize Brother Qin just because of what he said, right?"

Liu Zhengfeng shook his head and smiled bitterly, "We are about to leave Hengshan. It may not be safe for him to follow us. He chose to go alone, maybe he will have a better situation."

The Songshan Sect is gone, and it has been confirmed that Liu Zhengfeng is colluding with the Demon Cult, but the matter is far from over.

Liu Qing asked, "Dad, where are we going?"

Liu Zhengfeng thought for a moment and said, "It might be Pingyang Prefecture. I heard from your uncle Qu that there is a big mountain there that is surrounded by clouds and mist all year round. There are tea gardens everywhere. The environment is quiet and peaceful. It is a good place to temporarily avoid the storms of the rivers and lakes."

Liu Qing asked in a low voice: "Is it Qingfeng Village in Pingyang Prefecture?"

"How did you know?"

"I heard from Senior Brother Xiang that Miss Zhao is the leader of Qingfeng Village in Pingyang Prefecture. Dad, do we really have to rely on the Demonic...Sun Moon Divine Cult in the future?"

Liu Qing asked.

She was a little uncertain in her heart. Although she had long been in contact with Qu Yang and his grandson, and knew that the Sun Moon Divine Sect was not as cruel and crazy as the righteous martial arts world said, and that everyone was a man-eating demon, but she found it difficult to accept the huge change in her identity when she joined the Sun Moon Divine Sect.

"The storms in the world are getting stronger and stronger. Dad originally wanted to take you ashore, but now it seems that it is impossible. We must at least find a boat... No matter where we are, we just need to act according to the chivalrous code and be true to our conscience." Liu Qing was silent for a long time and nodded slightly.

Liu Zhengfeng saw the sadness between his daughter's brows, which seemed to be lingering. He suddenly asked, "Qing'er, do you know why the "Qing" in your name is different from "Ying" and "Qin"? Isn't it the grass radical?"

Liu Qing asked in confusion: "Because I'm a daughter?"

Liu Zhengfeng shook his head gently and said with a smile, "It's because you kept crying loudly after you were born. Your mother and I found it very strange, so we asked a fortune teller passing by. The fortune teller said that if we change the character Jing in your name to Qing, it will make you smile more in the future."

Upon hearing this, Liu Qing's brow, which had been gloomy for several days, finally relaxed.

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About eighteen miles north of Hengshan City, there is a manor on the riverside. It is spacious and has neat houses. Together with the more than 800 acres of paddy fields around it and the Lengshui River flowing in front of the manor, they are all the property of Mr. Liu Sanye. During the hottest few dozen days every year, the family members of the Liu family will leave the city and stay here for a while.

It was June, and the hottest days of summer had not yet arrived, but Lengshui Manor had become lively early.

Three days ago, hundreds of people moved in here. The guards were strict and each did his job, guarding the entire manor like an iron barrel.

"Brother~Brother~"

In the courtyard, on the tangerine tree outside the temple, a white-feathered bird landed and kept chirping.

Outside the gate of the courtyard, there were four wild wolves, all women, guarding.

They all had scimitars on their waists, short spears on their backs, and were covered in black robes. From their graceful figures, one could tell that the four of them were in their prime, but their temperaments were deep, and they did not have the liveliness and agility that girls of this age should have.

"Sister, that bird in the yard is too noisy. It's been chirping for most of the day. Should we shoot it down?"

"It's in there, how do you fight it?"

"With a short spear, it will certainly work."

"Absolutely not. What if we disturb the village chief?"

"No, the village chief is such a heroic figure, how could he be frightened by a mere short spear? Besides, the village chief went into the courtyard to look for Village Chief Zhang before daybreak, and he hasn't come out yet, and he hasn't even had lunch. Should we go in and ask him?"

"Fourth sister, please don't do that. You...you really don't know anything."

"Yes, fourth sister, listen to the eldest sister. Now is the time. No one can disturb the village chief."

"Big sister and second sister are right. If you, fourth sister, ruin the village chief's good deeds, she will hate you for the rest of her life."

"Third sister, what are you talking about?"

"Aren't you talking about...shooting birds with a short spear?"

The three of them looked at each other and smiled, leaving only the youngest sister, who was completely confused and didn't know what to do.

All four of them had the surname Yuan. They came from a military family in Liaodong and were originally sisters. They had practiced martial arts since childhood and also learned the art of military formations. They were able to ride a fierce horse, draw a strong bow, and had even captured a fish-skinned Tartar in the snowy forest.

Their martial arts were comparable to those of men, and they were all beautiful. As time went on, their reputation spread, which brought them great disaster.

The son of an important civil servant in the Liaodong Governor's Office heard of the reputation of the four sisters, so he sent a letter to the general, asking to marry the four sisters as concubines. The Yuan family could not bear the humiliation and flatly refused.

The civil servant doted on his only son very much, and he painstakingly searched for half a year to fabricate a crime. It was not surprising that the generals violated the ban and traded with the Tatar tribes in Liaodong, where the weather was bitterly cold and the funds were insufficient to support the troops. However, the civil servant used this as an excuse to accuse the Yuan family of treason and killed the entire family. The girls had no choice but to wander the world.

"Brother~Brother~"

The white-feathered bird is still singing.

The door and windows of the monastery next to the tree were closed, and only slight noises could be heard.

Like the sound of a piano or the beats of drums, they continue one after another and finally play together in the ears.

On the floor of the room, the mysterious sword box that had just performed great service was left aside, covered with a moon-white robe, like a veil, silently witnessing the absurdity of half a day and the mess in the room.

"No, it won't work..."

A few steps further, there is a bamboo bed next to the east window. The four legs of the bed creak and dance rhythmically. It has been doing this for a long time, even longer than the call of the white-feathered bird outside the window.

"Crack~Crack~"

Under the bed, four long boots, black and white, lay together, and several small clothes were squeezed off the side of the bed and fell to the ground.

"Click~Squeak~"

When wild beasts in the mountains meet an opponent of equal strength, they usually let out dull growls in an attempt to make the opponent surrender completely.

Above the bamboo bed.

A green dragon with flying claws lay upright in the vast snow. From afar, it seemed as if the green dragon had been brought to life. It kept twisting its body, shaking its head and tail, trying to break free from the constraints of the heavy chains and fly into the sky.

After a long, long time...

The green painted dragon seemed exhausted and finally became obedient.

"Yu Lang......"

Zhao Xia propped himself up with his arms and looked at Zhang Yu, who was lying on his back. His eyes were filled with deep admiration. His hair was loose and there were beads of sweat on his forehead.
"Xiao Xia, you... you really love to study. You can learn things once you learn them, and you can apply what you have learned to other situations. You can even learn without a teacher. I think there is no teacher in the world who doesn't like a student like you."

"You're still making fun of me. Who told you to take out that picture? Hey, where's my picture?"

At the end of the bamboo bed, half of the scroll was hanging in the air and was almost falling.

"When did you run over there?"

Zhao Xia leaned forward and reached out to take the scroll of "A Hundred Charms in Happiness".

Two huge mountains came at him in an instant, passing across his face. Zhang Yu almost couldn't breathe. Fortunately, it was only a moment, and the shadow quickly moved away, so he was able to see the light of day again. He saw that the girl sat up with her legs bent, and carefully studied the various "martial arts moves" recorded in the picture.

"Hundred Charms Reunion, nine styles in total!"

"Yulang, we have only practiced to the seventh form?"

Zhao Xia looked at Zhang Yu very seriously, with a slightly reproachful look in his eyes, just like looking at a classmate who was not studying seriously and had no hardworking spirit.

Zhang Yu hesitated slightly and asked, "Xiao Xia, I see you are a little tired, how about taking a rest first?"

Zhao Xia shook his head and said, "No, it's recorded in this diagram that only by practicing nine times at a time can you get the maximum benefit. You have internal injuries, and Baiyun Bear Bile Pills are effective, but it's still too slow to recover. If you can practice this set of nine moves like it's recorded in the Hundred Charms Hehuan Diagram, you can get the true essence back, which will definitely be good for your injuries."

Zhang Yu smiled and said, "But I... am a little exhausted."

"Then Yulang, take a rest for a while. The eighth form looks simple."

Zhao Xia said this, threw the picture aside, and slowly crouched down.

Outside the window, the white-feathered birds chirped even louder.

(End of this chapter)