Aggrieved Fish Sprite

Meng Qi found that he didn't know enough about ink carps, so he wanted to go to Zhushan County more and more.

What kind of place is Qimao Mountain?What are the people there like?Will the formation of Shanling be affected by these factors?Or, in fact, it is all the credit of Qin Lu, the mysterious gourd doctor?

Meng Qi thought a lot, which made him look like he was wandering away.

A person with a detached temperament, his expression is indifferent, and his eyes seem to be fixed on the nine heavens.The foot does not touch the ground, and the hem of the robe corner is not stained at all, as if it will become a fairy in the next second.

"Snapped."

Meng Qi casually glanced in the direction of the voice.

I saw an elderly woman dressed as a palace lady looking at this side in shock, and the basket in her hand had fallen to the ground.

"Aunt Yu, what's the matter with you?" Someone asked loudly at the bottom of the slope, they were only six or seven steps away from the woman, when they climbed up, they only saw Meng Qi's back.

Everyone was taken aback, almost thought it was a monster, and thought it was a dream, otherwise, how could such a fairy figure suddenly appear in this wilderness?

There have always been not only garrisons in the imperial mausoleum, but also prisoners sent over.

Some of them are powerful aristocrats who lost power and were convicted, some are clan members who made big mistakes, and there are even palace people from the previous and current dynasties.

The clan of the Qi Dynasty is very thin now, except that the emperor is the prince, the Lu family has no clan treatment at all, but being imprisoned in the imperial mausoleum fits well.

As for palace people, the situation is much more complicated.

After the fall of the Chu Dynasty, many people in Taijing were killed and injured. In addition to the turmoil everywhere, many palace people who were old enough to leave the palace could not return home.If you don't have a grade, if you want to stay in the palace, you need to be able to make a living, otherwise you have to go to the most bitter and tiring place.

The Imperial Mausoleum is not a good place to go. Some palace officials came here as a crime, and it is said that they offended a certain concubine. Almost like a prisoner.

The salary can't be seen, and people can't get out.

Their life is very hard. They have to work and clean on weekdays, and they have to cultivate and weave cloth for the expenses of the people on the imperial mausoleum.

The money allocated by the imperial court was used to repair the mausoleum and the ancestral temple, and the rest of the money that could be swallowed had already been withheld by the steward of the imperial mausoleum. The rest of the people could not starve to death, so they had to support themselves. indivual.

The palace people are alright, but those prisoners who have been given the gift of not being sent to bitter cold or humid places can't stand it at all. Those who are pampered and pampered can't even drink hot water now, and they often die here after two or three years. .

Gradually, only these aging palace people remained in the imperial mausoleum.

There are palace people from the Qi Dynasty, and there are also palace people from the Chu Dynasty.This court lady surnamed Yu happened to be the latter.

Aunt Yu was stunned for a long time, her face was frighteningly pale.

"...I heard that people from Taijing are offering sacrifices, and the garrison was looking for the nobleman from the capital just now. Could this be the person they are looking for?"

Everyone nodded, but Aunt Yu denied it flatly: "Impossible."

Seeing that everyone was looking at her, Aunt Yu hurriedly said: "The clothes that man is wearing are very ordinary, which nobleman is not brocade clothes, silk and satin?"

This made sense, but it was a pity that the man walked very fast and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Aunt Yu squatted on the ground to clean up the baskets. She was restless and nearly tripped several times.

Because everyone was talking about that extraordinary person, but no one paid attention to Aunt Yu's abnormality.

They carried the baskets and continued to move forward.

The palaces and houses in the imperial mausoleum are obviously not for them to live in. Even if they go in to clean them, they have to change their clothes specially. As servants, they live in a place that is a bit remote, and the location happens to be opposite to Lujiazhuang.One is on the west side of the imperial mausoleum and the other is on the east side.

As a result, after walking a few steps, there was a loud noise in front of him.

I saw smoke and dust flying, and there was a faint sound of angry shouting.

The palace people panicked and didn't know what happened.

Such a big movement naturally alarmed the garrison near the imperial mausoleum, and many soldiers rushed over in a short while.

It wasn't Mo Li who made the noise, nor Meng Qi.

After Meng Qi caught up with the ink carp, he took advantage of the opportunity to hide behind a tree with his people, watched the frightening fight ahead, and asked suspiciously what happened to the ink carp who was one step ahead.

"It seems like two people from the rivers and lakes have come to the imperial mausoleum somehow."

Mo Li thought for a while, and added, "Half martial arts."

At this time, sand and stones were flying around in front of my eyes, and I could hardly see anyone. The scene was astonishing.

It sounds similar to Meng Qi's shot, but it's not. It's also an external release of internal strength. Most of Meng Qi's internal strength is concentrated in the opponent's direction, just like when he chased the elder Songya of the Chunshan School, everyone saw his hand Pinching towards Song Ya's neck, Song Ya knew it herself, but tried her best to retreat but couldn't avoid it no matter what.

A deep mark was left on the ground, and earth and rocks collapsed along the way.

The two people in front of them couldn't tell whether they were fighting or destroying the landscape and destroying the buildings near the imperial mausoleum.

There was one shout after another, the fight was evenly matched, the leaked internal strength was fanned out, and often the two of them beat up the surroundings before their moves matched each other.

I think back when Meng Qi and Mo Li fought with all their strength, the courtyard was destroyed because of the aftermath of their internal force collision, and the remaining force of the stone's sword energy that couldn't bear Meng Qi, and it was broken neatly, or directly shattered. into fine particles.

Mo Li said that these two people were half-baked, precisely because they were very energetic, and eight of them were wasted.

The stone was kept intact and rolled around, and at the same time, the sand was flying all over the sky, which was so fascinating that people couldn't keep their eyes open.

"...Actually, it's better not to provoke such martial arts 'masters'." Meng Qi folded his arms and said sincerely, "If you fight with them, you will lose money and lose money."

For a real master, the internal force can be retracted or released, and they are all controllable.

It is possible not to damage the surrounding objects or hurt others. For example, when they met Ning Changyuan outside Qiuling County, nothing happened even if they fought each other. They also stopped the falling rocks in time and saved many people on the mountain road.

Speaking of losing money, Mo Li looked at the house over there, but there was no one inside.

"What is this place, why is there an empty house?"

"Maybe the servants in the imperial mausoleum lived there." Meng Qi said without thinking.

After he finished speaking, he was slightly taken aback. When he was a national teacher, he seldom went to the imperial tombs of the Chu Dynasty. How could he know so much about the layout of the imperial tombs?Could it be—

Meng Qi's expression sank. From the bottom of his heart, he didn't like people digging around in the mountains.

However, there are not many imperial tombs in Shangyun Mountain in Taijing.

If it weren't for all the decent geomantic lands being occupied, the emperors of later generations might continue to build mausoleums in Taijing.

"Your breath is messed up." Mo Li reminded, if Meng Qi was wrong, he would do it immediately.

Meng Qi took a deep breath, shook his head and said, "I'm fine."

The people fighting over there also seemed to be tired, and the movement became much quieter, and gradually the people inside could be seen clearly.

They were all wrinkled old men, full of energy. When they saw the garrison from the imperial mausoleum approaching, instead of retreating, they let out a long laugh.

"Golden Sword Niubi, do you dare to compete with me here?"

"It's a joke, it's just the Spring Mountain School, am I still scared?"

The appearance of these two old men is unclear, because they are covered with dirt, and their beards and hair have turned yellow.

But in front of the court officers and soldiers, throwing out his name so recklessly, isn't he afraid that the sect will encounter trouble in the future?Maybe he wanted to cheat the other party, but he was also dragged into the water.

The old man with the sword swung his sword and fought again, cursing in his mouth: "The three friends of Suihan are very famous in the Jianghu. The elder died outside inexplicably?"

The other person was furious and sarcastically said: "Jin Jian Niubi, take a look at your own home before you speak! How did I hear that your lay disciple Luo Bin, who is also your proud disciple, met the Holy Lotus Altar in Pingzhou, Was he abolished martial arts?"

They confronted each other, gnashing their teeth in a fight, but Mo Li suddenly said beside him: "No wonder I think Luo Bin's name is a little familiar. It turns out that he is the Qingcheng faction 'knight' that I met in Qinghu Town."

Shouting to avenge the merchants in Qinghu Town who died in vain, he rushed into the town with people, but was caught by the incense master of the Holy Lotus Altar.

"Qingcheng School, Chunshan School... what a coincidence." Mo Li said to himself.

Meng Qi raised his eyebrows, and smiled casually: "It's not a coincidence, but the rumors about Emperor Li's Mausoleum spread more and more widely, and more and more people in the world were disturbed, so we met here."

Mo Li nodded. He raised his eyes and found a faint figure in the distance, as if people from the rivers and lakes were watching the fun.

Some people in the Jianghu avoid the officers and soldiers, and some simply ignore them because of their high martial arts skills.

The camp around the imperial mausoleum was in chaos, Meng Qi's heart moved, and he raised his palm lightly and grabbed a fence.

I saw the wooden strips nailed deep into the soil flying out together with the earth and rocks, the fences were knocked down in a row, and the camp of the imperial mausoleum was also implicated, the houses were shaking, and the tiles fell one after another.

"Brother Meng?"

"Give a way out to those who want to leave." Meng Qi looked at the dusty surroundings, very satisfied.

Properly controlled, smoke and dust can also cover people's tracks.

Mo Li's eyesight was extraordinary, and he vaguely saw a few people running towards that place quickly, taking advantage of the chaos and disappearing.

"This is?"

"The servants in the imperial mausoleum basically didn't commit crimes directly. They were either convicted or they were old palace servants." Meng Qi explained.

Mo Li looked in the direction they came from, and found that there were more people huddled there, not daring to move.

"They won't go?"

"Some people want to leave, and some don't. If you don't have relatives, or your hometown is far away, you don't have a household registration, and you don't have a guide, it will be difficult to live even if you escape successfully."

Meng Qi took out the bamboo hat and put it on his head, then said to Mo Li, "Doctor, let's come here."

With the lightness of the two of them, it was easy for them to get mixed up among the people watching the excitement.

"Sect Master Ying of the Chunshan School has profound internal skills. How can he destroy the fence like this from such a distance?" The surrounding Jianghu people chatted happily, completely unaware that the sect leader Ying they were talking about looked at the piece in shock. area.

It wasn't him who moved his hands, nor was it Jin Jian's old way.

Master Ying and Jin Jian Laodao looked at each other, thinking that there are masters lurking beside them, so they can't fight anymore.

So the two sides made a false move, dropped a few harsh words, and left angrily.

The onlookers all sighed with regret. This kind of struggle is rare, but what about entering the imperial mausoleum?Just a joke, what happened to the imperial mausoleum?The imperial mausoleum of the Qi Dynasty is still empty, and the founding emperor is not dead. Besides, no one in the world knows that the emperor is usurping the throne, so what's the point?

Mo Li and Meng Qi followed among the crowd leaving one after another, when suddenly someone approached Mo Li.

"Brother, what do you think about the death of Elder Songya of the Spring Mountain School?"

"...I just got the news." Meng Qi took the lead.

The man's eyes lit up, thinking that this man looks extraordinary, he must be not an ordinary person.

Strange, why didn't he notice just now?

"Wan'er, who has not yet consulted with my two elder brothers, has a nickname of Zhenshanhu in his ancestral home in Taijing."

Wan'er is the nickname of the Jianghu, which can be regarded as a cut-off. As the saying goes, this is what the saying goes.

Where did the ink carp get its nickname?

Even Meng Qi didn't have such a thing. Mo Li thought that Meng Qi was going to make it up, but who would have thought that he would simply push the problem aside.

"Where is it, the two of us are unknown, and it just happens to be this meeting."

Seeing them dressed up, Zhenshanhu thought that they were sect disciples who were concealing their identities, and wanted to get some news from Meng Qi more and more.

"The Qingcheng faction has declined in recent years, and the apprentices of Jin Jian's old way are more unlucky than one." Zhen Shanhu simply turned to Meng Qi's side, and said endlessly, "Originally a great faction, but the luck was not good, he The eldest apprentice went into a rage and died suddenly. The second apprentice ran into the elder Songya of the Chunshan School while walking in the rivers and lakes. He lost an arm. In the past few years, he has relied on the third apprentice who has a rich family to support his appearance. Oh, there is also a young apprentice with good talent, It is said that he is also the lay nephew of Jin Jian Laodao."

"Can grandnephews be accepted as apprentices?" Mo Li couldn't help asking, don't the world value seniority?

Zhen Shanhu waved his hands and said: "Why not, the head of the Tianshan School and his big apprentice are still brothers!"

"..."

Mo Li has a more intuitive understanding of the informality of the Jianghu people.

Speaking of the Tianshan School, the person who lost the Sword of Heartfelt Love in Qingjiang 200 years ago seems to be the head of the Tianshan School.

"Originally, in the old days of the golden sword, it was more than enough than the bottom, but his three apprentices went home during the New Year's Eve. Guess what, he is from Qiuling County, Pingzhou, and Dilong over there turned over. Have you said it?"

Mo Li and Meng Qi looked at each other and nodded.

"It's good to know!" Zhenshanhu slapped his thigh and said with emotion, "Jin Jian's third apprentice died just like this. As for his little apprentice Luo Bin, he came to Pingzhou with the third senior brother to play. I heard that the holy lotus altar On the side of evil, he went to fight for righteousness, but in the end he stumbled, and his martial arts were abolished! You are not unlucky? I am afraid that the position of the old master of Jinjian will not be passed on to his disciples, so he can only be handed over to his fellow disciples. I'm going to be pissed off."

Meng Qi said thoughtfully: "The Qingcheng sect is far away in Yizhou, and the Golden Sword Taoist came so quickly, it must be for his disciples instead of the treasure of Emperor Li's mausoleum?"

"No!"

Zhen Shanhu looked left and right, then lowered his voice and said, "The death of Elder Songya is said to have involved the former national teacher. Some people said that the number one master in the world 30 years ago was not Qin Lu, the mysterious doctor at all, but a hidden doctor. That Meng Guoshi in the imperial court!"

Ink Carp: "..."

Seeing Mo Li's complicated expression, Meng Qi said decisively: "It's pure nonsense! The martial arts of the genius doctor Qin is so high that all of us in the world can see it. Where did the national teacher of the Chu Dynasty come out of? I have never heard of it." !"

"That's right!" Zhenshanhu showed joy, "It's really a hero who sees the same thing!"

"..."

To be honest, Shan Ling/Dragon Mai doesn't want to be the same as you just because of this quack nickname.

Meng Qi coughed dryly, tried to change the subject, and let out some rumors by the way. He said solemnly: "There is something strange about the treasures of Emperor Li's Mausoleum. The Zangfengguan knew about it, so why not dig it out quietly and spread it to the world."

"Hold on!" Zhenshanhu was even happier, and he whispered, "Patriarch Qingwu is also the number one expert in the world, and now there are rumors in the world that a national teacher of the Chu Dynasty has been fabricated to be the number one expert in the world, maybe someone followed Tibetan Feng Guan can’t get over it! There’s a lot to write about here!”

"The treasure is fake, but the conspiracy is real." Meng Qi simply put the blame on Qingwu Patriarch.

"It's really beneficial to listen to Xiongtai's words." Zhen Shanhu said polite words, but his eyes always slipped towards Mo Li.

Meng Qi felt a little displeased in his heart, so he shirked, "The matter is not yet settled, and we need to look at it again, so the two of us will leave now."

Zhen Shanhu didn't bother, and actually cupped his hands and took out a name card.

"To be honest, I'm from Fengxing Pavilion. If you two want to inquire about news or find someone, you can go to Peony Square in Taijing. You can get a free fee by holding this name card. It's like old friends at first sight, and we have the same views, so Give a famous post, and I will never give up."

He laughed, turned around and left.

"...I think he has already seen my identity, the mysterious doctor who clashed with Mr. Jinfeng and later cured many chronic illnesses of people in Jianghu." Mo Li said in confusion.

Because of the close smell, both of them smelled a little medicine.

"Don't worry, doctor. The smell of medicine may mean that you are hurt." Meng Qi casually accepted the post and said in relief, "He is just suspicious, and he is looking for someone who knows the treasure of Emperor Li's Mausoleum, the death of Elder Songya, and the identity of the mysterious doctor among the crowd. People. When it comes to inquiring about news, they are all juniors."

"Then why did he give the famous post?" Mo Li asked, he couldn't really think that the conversation just now was speculative!

"Think I'm extraordinary, and then... do business by the way?"

Meng Qi naturally finished boasting, threw the post to Mo Li, and said solemnly, "Besides, he can see the extraordinaryness of the doctor in the crowd at a glance. He has good eyesight and deserves praise."

Ink Carp: "..."

Although he has been praised countless times by patients, this is the only one in front of him. The way of bragging makes him feel uncomfortable. He used to want to hold a knife, but now he wants to catch a mouse with a bamboo cup.

The author has something to say:

Today's gerbils brag about themselves, the doctor, and the doctor's teacher. It's not easy. If it's not fat, how can it move? 【No】

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Mr. Qin from Zhushan County: Ah Choo