Fengqiwu [Flying Fox]

After Huo Hong bid farewell to Wang Yan, she continued eastward alone.He practiced martial arts since he was a child, and grew up in the desert of Huijiang. He is strong and energetic, so even though he walked, he was ahead of Wang Yan and his party. After a few days, he left Huijiang and arrived in Gansu.He had made up his mind not to go home this time, and walked faster, as if he was worried that his family would come to look for him.After more than ten days, I have arrived at Yumen, so I find an inn to stay.

He helped Wang Yan and his party when he first set foot in the rivers and lakes. Although he knew that they must have close ties with the government and the court, when he recalled the process of fighting against those people from the New Moon Sect, he still couldn't help but feel complacent, thinking that it was an act of eliminating the strong and helping the weak , When you meet Hu Fei, you have to talk about it.Just when he was thinking happily, he suddenly heard two knocks outside the window, followed by someone sneering.

He was taken aback, and hurriedly stretched his hand into his arms, holding the dagger, but he heard the man outside said sternly: "Come out."

Huo Hong only felt her heart jumping up, besides being nervous, she was also a little inexplicably excited.After thinking about it, he pushed open another window and jumped out of the house.

The moment his feet landed on the ground, he felt a strong wind blowing in his face, and the opponent had already attacked, and he quickly drew his sword back.It was nearly midnight at this time, but the opponent's weapon was shining a little bit of light under the dim moonlight, and its moves had a sharp whistling sound, as if a whistle was tied to the weapon.It was the first time that Huo Hong encountered such danger since he left home, he was in a hurry, almost unable to hold back, and retreated repeatedly.He bumped his back against something suddenly, and leaves rustled down from his head.Leaning against the tree trunk, he forced himself to calm down while wielding the dagger reluctantly.Taking two deep breaths, I felt my chest stabilized a bit, and gradually realized that the opponent's weapon was a short stick, and suddenly remembered the pretended woman among the crowd who blocked Wang Yan before.Pay attention to that person's martial arts again, it is indeed the fake woman, so she has an idea, no longer rushing to attack the opponent, instead intercepting halfway, and forcefully intersect the opponent's weapons.The man knew that his dagger was extremely sharp, so he was really afraid, he made a few more moves, seeing that the way he was going was blocked by the dagger, he laughed and jumped back.

Huo Hong saw that he seemed to be about to stop fighting, just as he was about to withdraw his sword, he suddenly heard the chi-chi sound in the darkness, and when he discerned where the hidden weapon came from, the few small arrows were no more than three feet away from his body!

Although he was shocked in his heart, his hands reacted naturally. As he turned around, the tip of the sword moved forward incomparably swiftly. It was the move of "Wonderful Lotus in the Snow". He struck four times in a blink of an eye, and all four hidden weapons were shot down. .He was still on guard against the other party firing the hidden weapon again, but this time the man really lowered his hands and stood still, and said coldly: "Who are you?"

"I still want to ask you!" Huo Hong snorted, "You are obviously a Han Chinese, why do you want to be with those Hui people who foolishly go against the will of Allah, and make trouble for the Han people?"

"Hahaha!" The man suddenly burst into laughter, but the laughter was full of resentment, and then pointed at Huo Hong with the pure gold short stick that had peeled off the outer layer, "You young and ignorant man! Others have occupied your homeland, enslaved your clansmen, forced you to pay tribute every year, recruit men every year, and kidnapped the saints of your clan to serve as a harem. You actually don’t know right from wrong, and help these invaders people!"

"You, what did you say?" Huo Hong was stunned for a moment, and he couldn't help feeling puzzled when he heard his words pointing directly at the Qing court.Sure enough, the man continued: "I'm sorry you don't know, the young man you protected the day before yesterday was not a Han Chinese, let alone a merchant, he was the fifteenth son of Emperor Qianlong of the Qing Dynasty, named Yongyan!"

"Really?" Huo Hong blurted out.He guessed that the young man "Wang Yan" had a lot of background, he didn't look like an ordinary businessman, and his gestures were a little light-hearted, but he never expected that he was of royal blood and a body of a thousand gold.After being dazed for a long time, he murmured, "Then...then if he is the prince, why did he come out with two or three entourages? There is no protection from the officers and soldiers?"

Hearing Huo Hong's surprise, the man nodded triumphantly, put down the golden stick and took two steps: "You are young and have little knowledge, and you live far away in the borderlands. You have never seen Emperor Qianlong go to Jiangnan. ——I have such a temper. He likes to travel in micro-services all day long, and the euphemistic name is "observe people's sentiments", so his son has learned a lot. In recent years, there are rumors that Qianlong appointed the [-]th elder brother to succeed him. This is to send him out to make some achievements, if not You block it, hmph, haven't we overturned the Manchu dynasty!"

"You want to rebel?" Huo Hong raised her brows high, "Why?"

"The Manchu and Qing Tartars have occupied our country, so we naturally have to resist! You—like you Hui people, are you willing to be ruled by a foreign race?"

Huo Hong shook his head slowly: "I don't know what you mean. I lived in Huijiang until I was 12 years old. Although our Burke and King Khan were appointed by the court, they were all Huiren. The head of the clan is responsible for the jurisdiction of the clan. The elders and imams in the clan are also famous and trusted by everyone. As for our money, food and taxes, they are far lighter than when we were ruled by Junggar. All of them are local products of Huijiang, and there is no additional unreasonable exploitation. You say this is called domination and slavery... Our old people in Huijiang all said that if Xiaohe Zhuohuo Jizhan established himself as the king of Khan and ruled Huijiang, We don't know how much more we have suffered!"

"You boy, you are so stubborn! Hehe, it seems that Princess Xiangxiang, the saintess of the Huo Zhuo tribe, entered the palace as a concubine. Do you think it is an honor?" The man smiled viciously, and walked forward again. After a few steps, "Mu Zhuolun, the leader of the Huo Zhuo tribe, and Arslan, the deputy leader, were assassinated when they were suppressing He Zhuo's army. He inherited the position of patriarch—do you think these things have nothing to do with the Qing court?"

"What? What did you say?" Huo Hong's body trembled suddenly, as if he was about to reach out and grab the man's arm, but the man avoided him, "You mean...Mu, Mu Zhuolun and his son... ...is all..."

"Although Mu Zhuolun surrendered to the Qing court during Hezhuo's rebellion, the emperor still feared him, so he secretly sent martial arts masters to assassinate him. Now the Huozhuo tribe is led by an ordinary man who can only ride horses and archery, and Princess Xiangxiang has come to Beijing again. As a hostage, how can you go against the will of the court?"

Huo Hong finally grabbed the man recklessly, and firmly embedded her fingers into his shoulders.The man looked at him quietly as if unconscious, and after a long, long time, he heard Huo Hong's whispering voice asking: "Who... are you? Why do you know these things?"

"Hmph, at your age, I'm afraid you don't know the Red Flower Society?" the man said lightly.Huo Hong was a little dazed, she let go of her hand unconsciously, and watched the man walk a few steps with his hands behind his back, looking up at the bleak moonlight.Only then did Huo Hong realize that the man's appearance was very delicate. Although there were some fine wrinkles on the forehead and the corners of the eyes, it could still be seen that he must have been a handsome man when he was young. "My surname is Yu, and I was No. 14 in the Red Flower Society back then. There was a nickname in the world, called 'Golden Flute Talent'."

Huo Hong didn't answer, and seemed to search for vague impressions of the words "Safflower Society" and "Golden Flute Talent" in his memory.The golden flute scholar only said that he had never heard of it, and he didn't take it seriously, and continued: "In the 15th year of Qianlong, fourteen brothers from the Red Flower Society gathered in Taihu Lake, Gusu. Eighteen provinces developed congregations and waited for an opportunity to revolt. In the 24th year of Qianlong’s reign, the event was officially launched, and heroes from all over the world gathered to respond... But when they returned to Xinjiang, the Cuiyu Yellow Shirt of the Huo Zhuo Department resigned from the alliance, and the new chief rudder, Chen Jialuo, dispatched again Mistakes caused almost the entire rebel army to be wiped out... People with lofty ideals all over the world have no intention of expelling the Tartars, but they have never been able to regain their vitality and revive their reputation..."

The more he spoke, the heavier his voice became, as if he had returned to that moment of blood and fire, and his eyes also penetrated the sky, looking at the distant sky.Huo Hong listened to his narration in a daze, and it took a while to realize that the "green feather yellow shirt" in his mouth referred to Ayipasha of the Huo Zhuo tribe, and immediately said loudly: "No! You just said that the Huo Zhuo tribe Mu Zhuolun and his son were assassinated while chasing and suppressing Hezhuo. Isn’t it the 24th year of Qianlong? Cuiyu Huangshan didn’t respond to your Han people’s rebellion against the Qing court in order to protect the tribe. What’s wrong? You keep saying that our tribe is for the Qing Dynasty But you want us to help you seize power, you—you still use our beliefs to stir up disputes between us and the Han people! Are your intentions better than those of the Qing people? What kind of red are you? Huahui, are they all such despicable villains!"

"You—" Jindi Xiucai paused, and then a gloomy expression appeared on his face, "Since you are so confused, there is nothing more to say between us!"

"That's right! I'm not the same as you, and I don't have anything to say to you!"

Huo Hong's youthful temperament, still annoyed that he said bad things about his people, suddenly a burst of sharp cold air hit his face, he saw the dark arrow body in the corner of his eyes, he hurriedly leaned back to avoid it, stood up with the dagger in his hand, pointed upwards obliquely, It's a move of "lifting the sword, lifting the white crane's wings".He only heard a few sounds of Ding Ding, and the hidden weapon fired by the golden flute scholar was dialed to the ground by him.

"Miao family swordsmanship!"

Jindi Xiucai was taken aback and forgot to go forward to attack.Huo Hong jumped back a few steps, pointed at him and said, "I said you are a despicable villain! You actually launched a sneak attack!"

"You are not for my use, so I can't keep you and ruin my affairs!" Jindi Xiucai said coldly, with a wave of the golden flute in his hand, he has already made more than ten moves in a row.He has far more experience in dealing with the enemy than Huo Hong, and he is so ruthless that he kills one after another. If he hadn't worried about the sharpness of the dagger, he would have already gained the upper hand.Seeing Huo Hong's panting response, he couldn't help feeling complacent, and smiled softly, "Boy, who are you, how can you master the Miao family's swordsmanship? Are you a descendant of Miao Renfeng?"

"You...don't care!" Huo Hong replied, then shut her mouth tightly, dancing the short sword in her hand even more urgently.He knew that this time was different from the fight the day before, it was a life-and-death situation, if he was not careful, he would be silenced by the person in front of him, so he focused on coping with it.At this critical moment, all the martial arts I have learned over the years are clearly reflected in my mind, as if I have never had such a clear heart, seeing the moves without thinking about them, and then swaying them at will, like a musician immersed in himself The playing is average.He also didn't see Jindi Xiucai's expression of getting more and more strenuous, nor the incomparably surprised eyes looking at him, but he just disassembled the opponent's attacking moves carefully one by one, taking the opportunity to fight back, just like practicing kung fu in normal times.

After more than ten strokes, suddenly there was a sound of "Zheng", the blade of the short sword met the golden flute flatly.Without even thinking about it, Huo Hong turned the edge of the sword, and immediately cut off the golden flute, followed by the "Sand Monk Worshiping Buddha" in a saber move, slashing down obliquely.He used a sword as a knife, which was originally majestic and steady, but his dagger was the sharpest weapon among swords, and when the sword cut through the air, there was a shrill whistling sound.Jindi Xiucai took the trick, and when the half of the golden flute broke in his hand, he turned around and jumped out of the circle, and ran quickly.

Huo Hong hated this person for using and slandering his fellow Muslims, even though he didn't pursue him, he handed out hidden weapons of copper coins, and divided them into three groups: upper, middle, and lower.Jindi Xiucai had suffered from his copper coins last time, and when he heard the wind, he jumped up to dodge, but when he landed, he still swayed, and then continued to run out.Huo Hong sighed, stopped chasing after him, bent down to pick up the broken golden flute on the ground, and went back to the room.

It took several days for Wang Yan and his party to arrive at Yumen.As the golden flute scholar said, his original identity was Emperor Qianlong's No. 15 son Yongyan, and the two teenagers who followed him, Xiaochu and Xiaochi, were the sons of Fu Kang'an, Minister of the Ministry of War and Chief Minister of Internal Affairs.Na Fukang'an was the nephew of Empress Fucha's family, who was loved by Qianlong and treated him like his own son.Yongyan is from Wei Jia, the imperial concubine. His mother was originally a member of the Zhenghuang Banner of the Han Army, and later carried the flag into Manchuria to inlay the imperial flag. The mother is more expensive than her son, and now she seems to be in command of the Six Palaces.Therefore, Yongyan is a bit "that" towards his unrelated cousin who has made a lot of achievements, but somehow he is very attached to his twin sons.Three youths in their youth and Ji Yun, who was implicated in the investigation and handling of the salt and tea deficit case by the imperial court, sent to the frontier, and Ji Yun, who had been honed for two years and became mature and prudent. appropriate.

Since encountering the New Moon Sect before, Ji Yun deeply felt that a crisis was always on his side, so he asked Yongyan to clarify his identity, and transferred more than ten guards to the nearby yamen, so he felt relieved.Yongyan was unhappy, but there was nothing he could do.When we arrived at Yumen, it was close to Jiayuguan. After entering the customs, the next stop was Zhangye. I wonder if they were afraid of the momentum of this group of people, and the New Moon Sect never showed up again.

It was the first time for Yongyan to go out alone under orders, and he went to the residence of a foreign race outside the pass. He felt that the customs and customs were very different from those in the capital.However, when he calmed down, he thought that Qianlong's order to himself was only to "watch the wind", but he did not have any specific tasks.Even when Ji Yun was recalled for the revision of the Siku Quanshu, the imperial decree of pardon obviously had to be left in the capital to be issued by Qianlong himself. The candidate for the crown prince is not yourself?But if this is the case, why didn't he send others, but send himself on this trip to the Western Regions? ... These words cannot be discussed with Ji Yun, a Han official and a confidant of Emperor Qianlong. Although Xiao Chu and Xiao Chi are close to him, they are Fu Kang'an's sons after all, so they cannot really talk about each other... Thinking of Fu Kang'an Kang An hesitated again.Everyone knew that the twins in front of him were born by messing around with a woman from the Han family, who was also a member of the escort bureau. They acted so imprudently that no one dared to say a few words to the emperor.Ordinarily, the emperor would not have no rumors about this matter. He still regards Fukang'an as a confidant or even a nephew. In recent years, his favor has become more and more prosperous, and these sons including himself are falling behind. It is really embarrassing...

He was just thinking wildly like this, and he had long forgotten that he was soft-spoken and persuaded Ji Yun to "walk around the city alone and then return." Before he knew it, it was sunset, and the golden-red sunset glowed all over the sky, and behind him dragged There was a long shadow.In a trance, he only felt someone touch his waist, but the force was not strong. When he looked back, he saw a boy in his teens turned around and ran away.Yongyan knew something was wrong, so he touched his body, and sure enough, all his purse, sweat towel and other belongings were taken away.He came out without any money, so he was not in a hurry at this moment, he was just angry and funny, after thinking about it, he followed the kid after him.

Before he could get close, he suddenly saw a figure flashing by the side of the road and stopped the child.The baby's figure was extremely slippery, he was twisting and twisting and trying to escape, but the man grabbed both hands and couldn't move immediately.At this time Yong Yan had also arrived, and saw that the man's face was shone brightly by the sun, she was actually a peerless young girl, only fourteen or fifteen years old, with a faint smile on her lips.

"You dare to yell, I'll take your fur cover off, believe it or not?" The boy was about to grin and yell, when the girl pinched his wrist with one hand, and designated him with the other, with a half-smile .The boy stared, and the girl immediately scratched his nose, "Not honest!"

The child struggled desperately, and made the girl scold him so much that he didn't dare to cry, he lowered his head with his mouth flattened, and then she searched his whole body, took out all the bits and pieces, and handed them to Yongyan.

"Young master, see if there is anything missing."

Yongyan walked back to the Western Regions once, knowing that the girls in the northwest frontier are always lively and not bound by etiquette, and gradually got used to it, but seeing such a beautiful girl so crisp and neat, without any shyness, still It took a long time to take those things.Followed Bao Zhi with a smile: "Actually, it's not worth anything. This child must have been instructed by an adult. If he goes back empty-handed, it will be difficult to explain."

"Oh, you have a good heart, why is he stealing from you?" The girl smiled, tilted her head and thought for a while, then took out a bunch of small coins from her side, put them in the kid's hand, and then let go. "For the sake of this young master, I will do a good deed every day, so that you will not be beaten today."

The child looked at the two of them in turn in disbelief, and suddenly burst into tears, kowtowed to the two of them, and ran away in a hurry.Yong Yan sighed slowly: "This is not a solution either. These thieves are supposed to be in a gang, and they only send these children to attack. We can't just blindly help the evildoers."

The girl stared at him for a long time as if she just saw this man, and said with a sneer, "Are you a police officer from the government?"

"Me? Of course not." Yong Yan was stunned for a moment, then asked inexplicably, "Why did the girl say that?"

"Well, you don't have much skill at all, and you're out of breath before you can run two steps." The girl curled up her mouth narrowly, and then gave him a blank look, "I'll help you catch the thief, and I listened to your persuasion to let the kid go." Shenglu, I was taught a lesson by you! I don't know you, and I call you "we", it's so funny! ——I tell you, if you want to catch up fast, you should catch this or something as soon as possible. The thieves are fighting, so as not to harm the people. If you are just a passerby, thank me and go your own way. I don’t have time to listen to your great principles!"

This string of words was crisp and crisp, and paired with the girl's pure Beijing accent, it was like cutting a radish with a steel knife, without sloppiness.Yongyan was stunned for a moment, and it took him a long time to understand the meaning of the words, and his face immediately blushed.He was not a person who was afraid of meeting people, but for some reason he couldn't get over it in front of the girl. When he was about to say something, the girl smiled and walked away.

A sense of disappointment suddenly surged in Yongyan's heart, and it was uncomfortable to look at the girl's back, so he had to pack up the lost things silently.Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, a slender hand stretched out in front of her, and snatched something from her palm, and the girl's crisp voice followed, "Huh? Where did you get this thing from?"

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