Legend of Fei Chapter 121: Jinan

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There is a saying that "a person does not have a thousand days to be good, and a flower does not have a hundred days of red." The number of misfortunes and blessings has never been said by the sky. How can mortals get a glimpse of it?

In the 22nd year of the Jianyuan period, Cao’s meteor-like prosperous and irreversible luck seemed to have come to an end.

In the first month of the first month, Beidou Wenqu died in Yongzhou City. In the summer of the same year, the Yellow River estuary broke its embankment.

The news of Beidi's serious illness spread wildly. The prince was incompetent, and Cao Ning, the son of a prostitute, was ambitious.

And the Southern Dynasty, which has been dormant for more than 20 years, is also turning upside down.

Emperor Jianyuan suddenly worshipped his ancestors in the Taimiao in late spring, vowing to regain the lost land and dominate the north and the south. After that, he changed his former warmth, revealing his already full-fledged fangs.

On the third day of April, the Taishi Fanzheng and the 13 members of his party members and important ministers were ransacked without warning. Three days later, Emperor Kang, the eldest son of the emperor, was slaughtered by slavery and committed crimes. Ten people used to serve as guests, with swords and axes in the library, to give birth to nothing, even if there is no conspiracy, is there no heart of overstepping" and other crimes, the Yu Shi participated in a dog-blood sprinkler, Jianyuan emperor was furious, ordered the deprivation of the throne of King Kang, will It is forbidden to stay in the palace, waiting to be sent down.

That night, his mother, noble concubine Fan, committed suicide behind the palace wall.

In an instant, the wind direction in the southern capital Jinling changed.

The emperor, who has been oppressed by the entangled officials in the central government for more than 20 years, is particularly dissatisfied. The six branches and the nine Qings actually went to two or three in half a month. There were countless faces that did not show the mountains and waters in the past. At the end of the month, Emperor Jianyuan was indifferent and ignored the Tai Student petition. The next day, he took down the eight principals and implicated several ministers in the DPRK on the charge of "deceiving the crowd by deceiving people."

A movement can be described as "exploring one's arms, seizing power, like lightning."

The crows sighed up and down.

The Jianyuan Emperor insisted on sending troops to the Northern Expedition, and this is a foregone conclusion.

In September of the same year, the flames of war boiled all the way from the middle of Shu, like pouring boiling water, flooding most of the rivers and mountains out of control. Cao Ning and Zhou Yitang fought each other, winning each other, and more than a dozen cities on the front line changed hands repeatedly.

It is strange to say that when Cao Ning raided the Forty-Eight Village, the people in Shuzhong fled like a catastrophe, for fear that one of them would be caught in the flames of war without paying attention.

Later, when people really started fighting, after people panicked, they became like a small town at the foot of Hengshan, adapting to the new world as if they were too quick to conceal their ears.

It is precisely that there is a way to live in peace in peace, and a way to live in wars during wars. There are many rascals in the market and the countryside. It seems natural that those people are like weeds under the cliffs and rocks. Although not lush, it is still alive anyway.

The war between the north and the south was suddenly tense, and only Cao Ning could contain it. The war had started. At this time, he could not be moved anyway, so he had to watch Cao Ning become bigger in the army. The northern prince seemed to be holding a vicious dog fighting a pack of wolves in his hands, neither letting go nor letting go, there was no other way, so he tried his best to search for the folk panacea, and only asked Cao Zhongkun not to let go on this juncture.

Beidoulu Yaoguang and Gu Tianxuan accompanied the army, and Shen Tianshu and Tong Kaiyang were left. They were ordered by the Donggong Palace of the Northern Dynasties, and they wandered between the houses of the big rivers and lakes without stopping. The person is terrified.

Some small-minded people seek refuge everywhere, and the one who is in a hurry to go to the doctor, even loses his face, and even the big demon is willing to go.

This "big monster" is worth talking about in detail.

Today's Central Plains martial arts first evil, long ago is not the old calendar of the Living Dead Mountain.

In the 22nd year of Jianyuan, when you sang and I appeared on the "Zhengbei Hero Meeting", Ding Kui unknowingly died outside the city of Yongzhou, Mu Xiaoqiao and Feng Feihua disappeared. I don't know if it is alive or dead, but the mountain of the dead is completely over.

And a person who wears an iron mask all the year round has risen to fame.

This person never reveals his real name, and others don’t know that he inherited from his past, but he seems to have popped out of a crevice in the stone, and suddenly appeared to kill the Quartet.

He claimed to be called "True Qinghui", so he was extremely martial arts, and his methods were vicious. At that time, he was also called the "Iron Face Demon".

The Iron Masked Demon loves innocence. As soon as he was born, he first took care of the evil basalt master Ding Kui, and then captured the mountain of the dead.

Before the news had time to make the Quartet jealous like an enemy caressing his palms, everyone discovered that the Iron Mask was better than the previous four, and the ability to make waves is completely "the back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves."

Gradually, people no longer mentioned the four sages who were in the **** situation at the time, and they changed their enemies after dinner.

In a blink of an eye, it was another three years.

In the 25th year of Jianyuan, the Mid-Autumn Festival just passed.

For some reason, there was so much rain in Jinan this year. The heavy rain has been underground day and night, the ground is soaked with cold rain, and the remaining summer heat is finally unsustainable and sinking into the ground. A thick layer of yellowed tree leaves fell.

Although Jinan Prefecture belongs to the northern dynasty, it is still peaceful now.

In recent years, those who have a brainstorming idea, have made up their minds about the country’s financial crisis, and many brave people who know a little bit of philanthropy have started to trade north and south, selling everything, food, cloth, knives, guns, and ironware. ...As for private salt and medicinal materials, as long as the road is safe and sound, some ordinary items can often be sold at sky-high prices, and the profits are high enough to make people take risks.

In order to avoid the war, these merchants usually walk along the east coast, mostly passing through Jinan. The local market gradually emerged as a market. In such a year, a few more weird prosperity appeared out of thin air.

While going out is nothing more than dealing with people like "cars and boats shop feet", so all the big merchants who are prosperous have some connection with the trip gangs. There is a "Hongyun Inn" in Jinan Prefecture, which is a trip. I helped a slaughter black shop. Unexpectedly, these few years ago, the guests who had settled down were all the distinguished guests with "bat orders". They greeted them every day, and they were even busier than other serious businessmen. After that, I can't think of pitfalls anymore. Over time, I was forcibly washed away and became a place for serious business, and a small building was expanded.

In the evening of this day, a pretty horse came up in the rain, stopped at the door with a neigh, flicked its mane, and shook off a string of drops of water. It screamed triumphantly twice.

The shop's second child has eyesight and hurriedly picked up the bamboo umbrella and went out to greet: "The guest can't live in the shop? There are still vacancies!"

The man on the horse is wearing a hat, carrying a long knife in his hand, turning over and dismounting, passing the reins, and nodding: "Excuse me."

Only then did Xiao Er found out that the person came was a young woman. Most of her face was hidden under the hat, only a slightly pointed chin was exposed. She was actually very white, and her long hair was soaked in the rain. There is a beautiful earlobe exposed by the ear, just a silhouette, you know that she is not ugly.

The second shopkeeper looked at her secretly while leading the horse. She was not afraid to see her carrying a knife, and he greeted her cheerfully: "The female hero has worked hard, but can she bring a bat order? If we have a bat order, we can eat and live. It can be 30% cheaper."

The female guest had a meal, but she didn't expect that this place was so weird, and she started a business with great fanfare, and she couldn't help but turn her head and ask: "What?"

When she turned her head, the shop Xiaoer saw her face clearly, said "good-looking" in her heart, and the smile on her face became a real three-pointer, and she said with a smile on her face: "Is the situation better than people? Of."

Forced a gang of big gangsters into compliance.

The female guest smiled, and when she raised her hand, a red shadow flashed in her palm, revealing a five-bat print carved from an agate.

"Five Bats!" The shop Xiaoer was taken aback, knowing that the visitor must have something to do with the walking helper, he bent down and said, "Please in there, please! Please feel free to send me something. Feel free to order whatever you want. We don’t have one at home, and we can ask the younger ones to buy it for you."

The female guest waved her hand and said, "You don't have to be so disturbed." She walked in, found a corner by the door and sat down, facing the door, as if to wait for someone.

The Fortune Inn is quite lively. The lobby is about to be full. The few small running halls are about to practice scuds and shuttle back and forth between the people, obviously with kung fu at their feet.

The female customer casually ordered a bowl of hot noodle soup. She was obviously hungry. When the noodles came up, she kept immersing herself in the steaming white steam, eating and listening to the people beside her as a pastime. There are mostly merchants here, and the smell of copper is very ancestral. In a few words, they can be turned back to A Duwu, boasting about their own income. I don't know whether it is true or not, and it sounds like every family has a golden mountain.

Suddenly, a middle-aged man with a sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks at the next table said: "I don’t know if you guys have heard of it. A while ago, I had an old friend who was a cloth seller. I ran into'that '."

As he said, he gestured with his eyes.

Someone whispered: "Iron Mask?"

The female guest who was drinking the soup paused, turned her head to look over, and interjected: "What...Isn't the Iron Mask in the Dead Mountain? Why did it run to the east?"

When the sharp-faced man saw that the question was a pretty girl, he talked a lot, and deliberately showed his knowledge, and said: "Girl, think, the demon's men have raised so many thugs, and they don't have to give birth. What should they eat? The Living Dead Mountain has long been deserted, and there is no place to fight for robbery. For many years of war, the land and water are impassable, and there are so many lines that can be taken. I heard that this person was in Jinyang a few days ago. Over there, now I’m here again... Well, this person also knows that wool can’t be tangled up."

Someone next to him hurriedly asked: "Stop talking nonsense, then?"

"The iron-faced demon intercepted them along the way, and wanted to draw 70% of the'tolls' from everyone's heads." The sharp-faced man said, as soon as he said this, everyone in the room took a bite. Cool, "My friend was timid and hesitated. Seeing that it was not good, he admitted that he was unlucky. They were not embarrassed. They ordered the number and let it go. There are also those who refuse to admit and bargain. There is no one left. The ghosts and bugs of the Iron Mask are sucked into humans."

Someone slapped the table with righteous indignation and said: "Too much bullying!"

There was a moment of silence in the seat. These people walked north and south, hob-like meat, and when they mentioned Jinshan Yinshan, they all looked like wealthy and unreliable. At this time, they seemed to have changed, becoming a weak and helpless man who could not last forever. I am worried about my future.

For a while, someone said: "I heard people say that the demon is not invincible. Back then, in Yongzhou, he was defeated by the ‘Nandao’ subordinate."

The female guest in the corner was drinking soup, and she immediately choked when she heard the words. She added a spicy soup to her soup, and her eyes were red with choking, so she hurriedly touched the tea. Fortunately, everyone had their own worries. Without paying attention to her, she glanced around and quietly received the long knife placed aside under the table and hung it on her waist against the wall. The handle of the knife touched a purse on her waist. She thought about it. Thinking, carefully untied the purse and stuffed it into his arms.

At this moment, someone in the room sighed in a low voice: "But where are these great heroes now? You talk about this world, the demon will not be revealed for a few years. Once upon a time, demons and monsters run rampant, lest others don’t know their reputation... Well, there were old rumors a few years ago that Lord Huo Liantao Huobao was the culprit who killed his elder brother. I think it’s not as good as his surviving old man. Well, at any rate, the big guy has a backbone. It’s good now. You said that Lord Horburg is a hypocrite and a real villain. If you say that the position is not hypocritical, you can give the big guy a fair word."

The female guest in the corner was slightly startled when he heard these words, the spoon in her hand hung on the bowl, and she didn't move for a while.

Suddenly, the door of Hongyun Inn opened again, and a tall man walked in.

This person didn't bring any rain gear, so his face was soaked with rain, his face was pale, and the corners of his eyes were slightly bruised. This person looks very handsome, but his expression is quite nervous. When he entered the door, he stood at the door and scanned the guests in the lobby of the inn rather hostilely. Only then did he tense his shoulders and walked in with the heavy sword. The timid thought he was here to seek revenge, and the one who was talking in a low voice followed quietly. Who knew this person accidentally tripped on the threshold of the inn when he entered the door, he staggered and almost fell, with a big hand. Leaning on the wall, it took a long while to breathe.

Looking at it this way, it doesn't seem to be revenge, but it seems to be pursued and killed.

Dian Xiaoer hesitated for a while, stepped forward and greeted: "Guest officer..."

The man stretched out his hand at him, and something flashed by in his hand. People far away didn't see it clearly, but the shopkeeper's expression changed and he said respectfully: "Disrespectful, please come inside."

The man waved his hand, handed over a handful of broken silver and a hip flask, and said, "No, I'm still on the way. Please add a pot of wine for me and write a dry food to eat on the road. I'll leave. ."

The shop Xiaoer didn't dare to persuade anymore, he responded, took the hip flask, but didn't get the silver taupe, and ran to the back kitchen.

The drenched man took a deep breath, barely straightened his waist, and seemed to want to find a place to rest his feet temporarily, but looking around, all the traders hesitated and looked away, refusing to look at him. , But glanced at him privately.

The man was rather crooked when he saw it, and it took a while before he saw an empty stool in the corner of the doorway. It was the table of the lone female guest.

He hesitated, walked over and said in a low voice: "Girl, can I sit and rest for a while?"

The girl didn't say anything, but made a self-conscious gesture.

The man’s knees seemed to lose strength suddenly, and he sat down with a slumped buttocks, and the chair squeaked. He leaned against the wall next to him. After that, he closed his eyes and his chest rose and fell. Weak, I don't know if I fell asleep or fainted.