Beauty Jianghu

Chapter 223 Coming to Yanji

The three of them rode skinny horses and meandered eastward along the sandy road beside the Yangtze River.

These three horses had not run for a long time, and now they galloped forward without being told by their owners.

I saw that the Yangtze River was mighty and wide, and the cattle and sheep could not be seen clearly on the other side. The beach here was covered with Parma grass, dotted with some graceful willows, swaying in the breeze.

In the eyes of the three of them, they did not have the leisure to take a look at this beautiful river scene.

Li Xing said to the two of them: "You see, the natural dangers of the Yangtze River are enough to withstand the iron hoofs of the Qing army. However, the emperors and ministers of the Southern Ming Dynasty are stupid and see that this great river and mountain will be given to the foreigners."

Yang Shucheng sighed: "I really don't understand. What good will Ma Shiying and Ruan Dacheng do to Ma Shiying and Ruan Dacheng when the Ming Dynasty dies? They are traitors to the country who have been named by the Qing Dynasty to be killed. It can be seen that if this man's mind is broken, even the enemy will be killed. Look down on him."

Of course Bai Yuyao knew what these two people were planning. She had told Yang Shucheng originally, but now that he couldn't figure it out, she wanted to open her mouth to say something, but then thought that he was just sighing for a moment, so she kept her mouth shut.

Li Xing said: "I have seen both of them. They are both ambitious and heartless."

Bai Yuyao said: "These two treacherous ministers are just that. But the two young masters of Fushe are famous gentlemen in the world. Now that the country is facing a crisis, they are sluts who want to eat, drink and have fun wholeheartedly. I think it is useless to look for them." Take a run."

Li Xing said: "I think this Hou Fangyu still has some abilities. Back then, his father was against us, King Chuang. I have read the articles written by this guy, and he still has some power. If we can use the power of his articles to create public opinion and urge Ruan Dacheng , Ma Shiying went to resist the Qing soldiers and slightly reduce the pressure on Dashun Dynasty."

"I hope so."

The three of them rode skinny horses and galloped forward. After running for more than an hour, the city of Nanjing had already fallen behind. The sun was already in the west that day.

Walking forward, you will see the raging Yangtze River on the left and rolling green mountains on the right. Fortunately, there is a road in the middle that extends straight ahead.

The horses the three of them were riding were also tired, so they dismounted, sat down on a tea rack by the roadside, and ordered three bowls of tea. The three of them drank slowly to rest their horses.

The tea shopkeeper asked: "Looking at your accent, you must be from the north."

"Yes."

The shopkeeper asked: "You come from the north, do you know that the Qing soldiers are coming?"

"I know, we have fought several battles with Qing soldiers."

"The soldiers of the Qing Dynasty have green faces, fangs, three heads and six arms?"

"No matter where they are. Just like us, they also have two eyes and one mouth."

The shopkeeper asked back: "Then why did the officers and soldiers of my court retreat steadily when they encountered the Qing soldiers? I heard from the officials here that the Qing soldiers had already reached the Huaihe River."

Yang Shucheng sighed: "The Qing soldiers are not terrible. What is terrible is that the officials in our dynasty are corrupt. They run away from the enemy and only care about their own greed for money. They have no control over the life and death of the Ming Dynasty."

Seeing what Yang Shucheng said was interesting, the shopkeeper came over and said, "I heard that none of the big men in the city are really wary of the Qing soldiers. They only know how to get money by selling their officials. There is only one Mr. Shi Kefa who is serious about serving the country. They A group of people couldn't stand it and drove him to Yangzhou."

Yang Shucheng sighed: "Isn't that right? The city is now in a mess."

The shopkeeper said: "I heard that the emperor doesn't care about these traitorous ministers who have brought disaster to the country and the people. He drinks and plays with reporters and women every day. I think he will give away this beautiful country!"

Yang Shucheng deliberately frightened him and said: "If you dare to speak ill of the emperor, and you are not afraid of the eyes of the officers and soldiers, I will arrest you and put you in prison."

The shopkeeper chuckled and said, "What am I afraid of? I have no children and am old. I open a teahouse by myself and have nothing to fear."

The three people talked to the shopkeeper about speculation, and before they knew it, nearly half an hour had passed. After paying the bill, the three people got back on their horses and headed east along the official road.

After walking for about ten miles, I only saw a peak on the side of the Yangtze River. The lower part plunged directly into the river, and the upper part was a cliff. The peak reached into the sky. It was really like a swallow flying over the river bank, the situation was dangerous.

All three of them knew that Yan Ziji had arrived.

The three of them left the official road and walked along a tree-lined path towards Yanziji. After walking about seven or eight miles, I saw a mountain peak standing in front of me.

I saw that Yanziji has a winding mountain road up the mountain, and there is a temple on the mountain. The corner of the temple reflects dazzling light under the sunlight from the west.

The three people dismounted and led the horses towards Yanziji.

But I saw four or five officers and soldiers standing on the mountain road. There were a few people in front of the officers and soldiers. One of them looked like a young man, and those surrounding him seemed to be his servants.

I saw this young master pointing his finger at Yanzi Mountain and shouting loudly: "No matter what, I am not afraid that I will go back and summon the people in the society to pull down this traitor like you."

The three of them came closer and saw that the young master was tall and tall, with an extraordinary appearance and a refined appearance. They knew that he was a great person.

Li Xing then asked his servants: "May I ask your name, please? Why are you scolding me here?"

The family member said: "My young master is a famous person. His surname is Hou and his given name is Fang Yu. It's just that the guard officer at Yanziji offended my young master. He doesn't know my young master's methods yet."

Li Xing heard that it was Hou Fangyu and hurriedly winked at Yang Shucheng. Among the three, Li Xing was from northern Shaanxi and Bai Yuyao was from southern Shaanxi. Only Yang Shucheng was from Henan, and only he could have a fellow villager relationship with Hou Fangyu.

Yang Shucheng hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Young Master Hou invites you."

Hou Fangyu was scolding him vigorously when he saw an extraordinary-looking young man greeting him in the blink of an eye. He turned around and cupped his hands: "Please."

Yang Shucheng said: "I am from Nanyang, Henan. My surname is Yang and my name is Shucheng. I am from the same hometown as Mr. Hou. I came here to ask for advice from Mr. Hou."

That Hou Fangyu said: "Easy to talk about, easy to talk about. Let's talk about it after I finish scolding the guard."

Yang Shucheng asked: "Why did the guard offend the young master? Doesn't he know that the young master is a famous figure in the country?"

Hou Fangyu said: "I am happy today. I took my family and accompanied Li Xiangjun to play on Yanziji. I didn't expect that the guard was so bold that he dared to snatch Li Xiangjun away. He didn't know my methods, so I am here. scold him."

Yang Shucheng said: "It's not a big deal. In broad daylight, next to the imperial capital, you dare to rob civilian girls."

Hou Fangyu rolled his eyes at him and said, "Mr. Yang, this is your first time in Nanjing. This Li Xiangjun is not a commoner's girl. She is a very famous figure in the capital. Even the emperor knows her fame."

After Yang Shucheng heard this, he couldn't help but tease him: "Master Hou, what's the use of scolding him at the foot of the mountain? He can't hear or see."

Hou Fangyu couldn't help but blush on his face and said: "I was stopped by these guards. I can't go up the mountain. When I go back, I will write an article to denounce this guard officer."

Yang Shucheng held back his laughter and said, "The three of us brothers will go up the mountain and take it back for you as a meeting gift with Mr. Hou."

"You..." Hou Fangyu looked at the three of them with some disbelief.

Yang Shucheng smiled and said: "When a scholar encounters a soldier, he can't explain why. I still read this now."

As he spoke, he flashed his sword. If Hou Fangyu had anything else to say, Li Xing and the others didn't care about him. They rushed up the mountain with their swords and killed the four or five officers and soldiers.

When the officer and soldier saw that someone was actually charging towards them with swords to kill them, which was unprecedented, they stabbed the three of them with the iron guns in their hands.

How could the three of them take these officers and soldiers seriously? They did not stop and just charged towards the mountain.

The two sides met and in one round, these five officers and soldiers were killed and injured.

These officers and soldiers had no other skills, but they had the ability to escape when they saw no match. They fled towards the mountain one after another, shouting: "There are rebels..." as they ran.

The three of them didn't allow them to run up the mountain to report the news. They used Qinggong at their feet, rushed forward, and killed them down the mountain.

The three of them passed the officers and soldiers, performed Qinggong, and ran up Yanziji.