Xiao Han [Shooting Condor]

Winter is approaching, and the big trees outside Tenryuji Temple are overgrown with dead branches and their leaves are withered.

There is a monk in front of the door with a cypress broom, cleaning in front of the door.

At this time, but hearing the horse's hoof trampling on the road, one person stopped the rein in front of the temple, turned over and got off the horse, lifted the hem of his clothes, quickly stepped up the steps, and strode into the door, "Where is the abbot, hurry to pass on, Then he said... hey, forget it, don't pass it on, I'll go to the meditation room to find him."

The monk held the broom in a daze, only then did he realize who this person was, and said loudly, "Master Wangxuan!"

It was Xie Yao who came. He heard the news of the urgent war in Dali along the way, and he didn't dare to delay for a moment. Entering Tianlong Temple is as familiar as going home.When he returned to Tianlong Temple, it was inevitable that he would be sad to revisit his old place in six years. Passing by outside the temple, he thought that Master Benxuan who taught him the Six Meridians Excalibur had passed away, and there was no Nirvana furnace standing in it, he was stunned and infatuated.

Then he shook his head, came to the meditation room with ease, raised his hand and knocked on the door: "Abbot? Are you in meditation?"

"Ah? It's Wang Xuan, you're back?"

Immediately, the door of the meditation room opened with a "squeak", and the scent of sandalwood came to the face.Master Faxuan hadn't seen him for many years, they both looked at each other for a long time, and finally said in unison: "You are getting old."

After saying that, Faxuan was taken aback, and then smiled, "You are not old, I am really old. Please come in quickly, we are talking about you." Then he turned and led him into the room, and saw the coffee table Sitting on the futon was a monk with white beard and white eyebrows, who was not Master Yideng.

Seeing this, Xie Yao couldn't help being surprised: "Master Yideng, you have come here too."

Master Yideng nodded slightly: "The homeland is in trouble, how dare you stay in a corner." The three of them sat around the table, and Faxuan asked the monk to pour a new cup of tea before they started talking.

It turned out that Master Yideng had heard the news before, so he hurried back to Dali with Zhu Ziliu and Wu Santong. The Mongols did not attack the Song Dynasty, and set their target on Dali on the border of the Song Dynasty. Therefore, they began to invade the south a year ago. There are many barriers, and they have been unable to attack for a long time. They just withdrew their troops not long ago.

"Since this is the case, can the difficulties of Dali be solved?"

Master Yideng shook his head and sighed: "It's not like you don't know that Mongolia has been fighting everywhere these years. I'm afraid this is just a trick of the suspicious. Mongolia will take advantage of our country's slack and make a comeback. If it is unprepared, it will be very difficult to handle."

Xie Yao wanted to do the same, so he asked: "Then what's the master's idea?"

Yideng put down the teacup in his hand, dipped in the tea, and wrote a word on the tea table stroke by stroke.

"Shou?" Xie Yao and Faxuan took a look and blurted out.

Xie Yao pondered for a while, guessing: "Master, what you mean is to stay in Dali. If the country's crisis is not eliminated, you will not leave this place for a day?"

Yideng glanced at him and said with a smile: "That's right." After a pause, he continued, "It's like your brother-in-law guarding Xiangyang, how long you can guard Xiangyang, how long it is, no matter how bad it is, you have to save my great-grandson's life." In the middle of the Dali court, the Gao family and the Duan family had serious differences, and there was no peace.Thinking of this, Yideng sighed again, "Rather than staying in this filthy court hall, it's better to live in seclusion in the mountains and always be with the ancient Qingdeng Buddha."

Xie Yao was deeply touched by this, and echoed: "Extremely."

As soon as the three discussed and decided, Xie Yao also made a plan. If Mongolia captured Dali, it would be convenient for the southern invasion of the Song Dynasty, so no matter what, he had to make a contribution.Immediately made up his mind that he was willing to stay in Tianlong Temple and stick to it with Master Deng and others. Faxuan and Yideng were extremely happy when they heard the words, and nodded in agreement.

Unexpectedly, this observance lasted until the sixth year. At that time, the great-grandson of Master Yideng succeeded to the throne of Dali Kingdom, and he was known as "Dingtian Xianwang", and he was young.Mongolia has been frequently wading across the river to invade the border of Dali recently, presumably to take advantage of the new emperor's ascension to the throne to take advantage of the loopholes.

Sure enough, in July of the following year, it was heard that Kublai Khan's army had entered Liupan Mountain and sent envoys to Liangzhou to summon the Tubo leaders to negotiate, so that the raiding army could pass through the Tubo area in western Sichuan more smoothly.In August, when the army was stationed in Lintao, he sent people to Dali to persuade him to surrender, but Master Yideng told his great-grandson that Dali refused to surrender.In September of the same year, Kublai Khan's troops divided into three groups to encircle Dali. After crossing the Dadu River, they traveled through the valley for more than [-] miles, recruiting and surrendering the leaders of the Yunnan tribe all the way.

So Kublai Khan's army went smoothly, and the Mongolian army hardly encountered any resistance. Prime Minister Gao Xiang led the last main force to garrison along the Jinsha River, and sent general Gao Tong to lead a team in Huichuan to reach the Mongolian army.At the beginning of December, the Dali Army confronted the Mongolian Central and Western Route Army, and Kublai Khan's Third Route Army attacked from behind. Seeing the critical situation, Prime Minister Gao Xiang hurriedly withdrew from the capital of Dali. , approaching the capital of Dali.

On December 25th, when Mongolian soldiers approached the city, Tianlong Temple dispatched Huiwu disciples to fight with the army, and Master Yideng brought fishermen, woodcutters, farming and studying.Master Faxuan didn't know martial arts, but he didn't dare to stay in the temple. Instead, he sneaked into the palace with Xie Yao to rescue Duan Xingzhi, the king of Dali.

"At this time, the whole city is under martial law. Even if I am the abbot of Tianlong Temple, I'm afraid I won't let us into the imperial city." Master Faxuan frowned, looked at Xie Yao, but quickly lowered his head.

He hesitated for a long time before pulling Xie Yao under the city wall, pointing to a clump of weeds: "I dug a dog hole here when I was young, let's go in here."

After Faxuan finished speaking, he put down his Zen staff and was about to drill in. Xie Yao hurriedly stopped him, and said in a dumb voice, "Why do you want to do this? Let's go over here." Fluttering across the several feet high city wall.

"Ah! Wait! My Zen staff is still outside!"

Xie Yao had no choice but to cross the wall again and retrieve his Zen staff.

At this time, there was not a single soldier in the imperial city. Maybe the emperor sent troops outside the city to meet the enemy and fight against the enemy.Faxuan led the way, and Xie Yao followed closely behind. The Dali Imperial Palace is not very magnificent, but it occupies a large area. There were many soldiers standing outside, but they saw that they were wearing armor and helmets, their ranks were in order, and their spears and swords were sharp.

Xie Yao had foreseen it a long time ago, so before all the guards found out, he had already carried Fa Xuan to the roof of the colored tile roof.

Faxuan wobbled on the roof, his face pale, he didn't know what to think of, raised his head hesitantly and said: "I think... I think His Majesty will stay here. There is a battle outside the city, so don't disturb the maids and guards, so as not to make him panic. In case Dali wins the battle, send His Majesty back."

Xie Yao understood what he meant, thought of Master Yideng's entrustment before leaving, and immediately said: "Abbot, you wait here first, I will save the emperor."

As soon as the words fell, Xie Yao walked to the edge of the eaves, jumped down, and knocked down the four guards by the window at the same time. His movement was so fast that it was unimaginable.He quietly entered the bedroom through the window, and saw that the surrounding pillars were about two feet high, the roof was painted with various patterns and patterns, and the marble floor on the ground was shining.

Xie Yao walked slowly to the inner room of the bedroom. The cold wind came in from the window, blowing the bright yellow curtains all around. An eight or nine-year-old boy in a yellow robe, with a pale face, was sitting on the delicate soft couch. Someone approached He hasn't noticed it yet.

Seeing what he was wearing, Xie Yao pulled his arm without hesitation, the boy raised his eyes and was about to cry out in shock, Xie Yao hurriedly said: "Don't be afraid, I'm here to save you."

The boy was stunned for a moment, seeing that it was a middle-aged man in a gray robe he had never seen before, and asked, "Why are you saving me? I won't go! I'm going to wait for my father!" Then he shook Xie Yao's hand , turned around and nestled back on the soft couch, bowed his head and wept silently.

"You... you little baby, why are you so ignorant." Xie Yao was about to tell him about the Dali crisis, when he heard the sound of killing outside the hall and the sound of horseshoes, he was very surprised, "It's not good! I'm afraid it's the Mongols breaking through The city gate has entered the palace!"

Xie Yao didn't care whether he was the emperor or the prince, so he stepped forward and carried it on his shoulder, and quickly flipped out the window.

However, a group of Mongolian cavalry had already taken the lead, spearing straight into the palace, looting the maids, and fighting against the few guards in Dali. The pawns broke in from the palace gates on both sides.

"The Mongols have broken through the city gate!"

Someone in the crowd yelled, and suddenly the Dali Palace became chaotic, with crying and killing sounds mixed together.

"Thank you, hero! Did you rescue Your Majesty?" Judge Zhu Ziliu in the distance assassinated two Mongolian soldiers with his pen, and Master Tongdeng quickly walked to the corner where he was.

Xie Yao hurriedly put down the boy behind him, and said to him: "Follow your great-grandpa!"

Unexpectedly, as soon as the words fell, Master Yideng and the boy said at the same time: "He is not my grandfather!" "This is not my great-grandson."

"what?"

The boy cried: "My mother is His Majesty's nanny. She said that sooner or later the Mongols would break into the palace and let me suffer instead of His Majesty."

Master Yideng understood what he said, and hurriedly asked: "Where are your mother and His Majesty now?"

"It's in the Sun and Moon Palace behind the bedroom." The boy stretched out his hand and pointed.

Yideng nodded towards Xie Yao, still trusting him extremely.

Xie Yaofu went to look for it again. He quickly came to the Sun and Moon Palace, kicked open the door, and saw a frail young man in coarse clothes holding a dead woman and crying loudly. Xie Yao asked him if he was Duan Xingzhi, and the man was at a loss. Nodding: "Who are you?"

Without waiting for Xie Yao's answer, he was grabbed by the back collar and rushed to join Master Yideng and others.

It was getting late at this time, and thick smoke began to rise from the left and right sides of the Dali Palace. I don’t know if it was a fire or Mongolia set it on fire. Seeing that Dali’s country was destroyed, even though Master Yideng and his martial arts were world-class, there was no way to save him. He left two lines in his hometown With tears in her eyes, she took Duan Xingzhi's hand and led the crowd to escape through a side door in the dark.

There are still many Mongolian troops behind the side door, and they sneaked into the forest under the cover of night, and counted the number of people. Master Yideng, his great-grandson, and fishermen, farmers and students were all there, and Master Faxuan was not left behind. Xie Yaozheng felt that something was wrong, so he looked up. , I saw outside the woods, the eight or nine-year-old boy standing blankly under the steps of the side door, and a dozen Mongolian soldiers with guns and torches were coming from the southwest on horseback.

"Wangxuan, what are you doing here? Let's go!" Faxuan urged him to push his elbow.

Xie Yao's heart froze, and he turned to Master Yideng and said, "Master, you go first, we will meet by the Lijiang River!"

After saying that, he picked up the shield from a dead body and rushed out of the woods.The boy stood alone at the side door, shivering. The group of Mongolian soldiers rushed to him in a blink of an eye, and the leading lieutenant general shouted loudly: "Block the back door, don't let any one go! Look at this kid's clothes, he must be a member of the royal family. I caught it!"

"Really?" Xie Yao sneered, and suddenly sprang out from behind, using the strength of his right palm to slash across the air, chopping three soldiers off their horses.At the same time, the shield in his left hand was covering the top of the boy's head, holding him under the armpit, seeing four or five spears stabbing towards him, the sleeve of his right arm was rolled up, and with a flick of strength, he heard a crisp sound, and all the spears snapped off.

The soldiers were startled and suspicious, Xie Yao stepped into the gravel with his foot, raised his leg, and the gravel was thrown into the people and horses, and the horses were in pain, and the people neighed, and threw a group of people off the horses.

He raised the shield with his left hand to protect the boy, and with his right hand he swung his fingers, touching the cavalry's horse's head, waist, and abdomen. Even the Mongolian horse's head was wearing iron armor, and it was also cut by the sword with blood spattering, and fell to the ground.The Mongolian army in this small group couldn't fight, and they were terrified. With a shout, they returned to their horses and retreated.

Xie Yao carried the boy into the woods. Under the moonlight, his face was pale, his eyes were dull, his heart softened, and he said in a deep voice, "Don't be afraid, I will definitely not let those officers and soldiers hurt you."

The boy was taken aback when he heard the words, looked up at him, saw that his expression was extremely sincere, and cried out with a "wow".

"Don't cry!" Xie Yao raised his hand to cover his mouth to silence, and frowned, "So as not to reveal his whereabouts."

The boy was very sensible, although he was young, he immediately stopped talking, but his eyes were still weeping.

Xie Yao took him along the road to Lijiang. Master Yideng Jiang had already prepared the big boat and returned it directly to Song Dynasty.Thinking of this, he was afraid that the boy would not agree, so he ran on the branch and asked, "Son, what's your name?"

The boy opened his mouth, lowered his head and said, "Uncle, I... My surname is Zheng, and my name is Jin, a gold and silver treasure."

It is estimated that he was too scared today, and he trembled when he said this sentence.Xie Yao patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Zheng Jin is also a good name. Since then, Dali City has been destroyed and it has been reduced to Mongolian jurisdiction. I am afraid that you will not survive if you stay here. Well, let me go back to Song Dynasty with me. Will it or not?"

Zheng Jin looked up at him again and asked, "Uncle, what's your name?"

Xie Yao said his name immediately, and as expected, Zheng Jin trembled again, his face turned paler, "So you are Xie... Xie Sect Leader."

After he finished speaking, he suddenly raised his round face and said, "Zheng Jin is naturally willing to follow Master Xie!"

Xie Yao took Zheng Jin to the waterside of Lijiang, but he saw a big boat moored on the shore, and there was no light on in the middle of the night.

"Thank you, great man, come in quickly." Zhu Ziliu raised the boat curtain and called out to him in a low voice.

Xie Yao stopped hesitating immediately, and got into the cabin together with Zheng Jin.

Master Yideng and others were in the cabin, and Diancang Yuyin and Wu Santong were punting outside. Seeing Xie Yao holding Zheng Jin, Zhu Ziliu smiled and said, "Congratulations, you have gained another good apprentice."

Xie Yao was taken aback when he heard this, he just wanted to bring the child back to the Central Plains to settle down, and he had no intention of accepting him as an apprentice.Apparently Zheng Jin was also dumbfounded, and turned to look at Xie Yao, "Uncle Xie, do you want to take me in as an apprentice?" He had already asked, but Xie Yao couldn't refuse a child bluntly, and asked him instead: " Will you be my disciple?"

Zheng Jin's eyes wandered to the river in the night, and said: "It is a great blessing to be your disciple." As soon as he finished speaking, he knelt down in front of Xie Yao and kowtow respectfully.

Such a child who is less than ten years old looks and speaks like a little adult, but Xie Yao couldn't help being curious, and asked: "I hear your accent has some Mongolian accents?" The pronunciation of the words was weird, but he didn't think about it carefully. At this moment, he said a lot of words, and Xie Yao heard it immediately.

Hearing his question, Zheng Jin trembled all over his body, kowtowed to Xie Yao again, tears fell to the ground, "Zheng Jin knew he was wrong! Zheng Jin shouldn't have lied to you, actually... my mother is Mongolian, Your majesty's nanny is just my adoptive mother... I... I have Mongolian blood in my body, will you kill me?"

Everyone was startled when they heard the words, Zhu Ziliu asked, "Who is your mother? Who is your father?"

Zheng Jin explained while weeping that his father was a Dali businessman who befriended a Mongolian woman when he was traveling, and died of illness shortly after giving birth.Later, the merchant's business declined, and Mongolia and Dali became more and more tense. He couldn't afford to raise his son, so he entrusted him to a nanny, which is why Zheng Jin appeared in the Dali Palace.

When Xie Yao heard that this was also a poor child, he immediately said: "Your parents are not wrong, and you are not wrong, why should we kill you."

Zheng Jin stared wide-eyed and said, "But my mother is Mongolian."

Xie Yao was taken aback for a moment, then stroked his hair, and said with a smile: "My mother is too." Zheng Jin couldn't believe it, but also was happy. After asking several times, Xie Yao smiled and nodded. He is not afraid now. On the contrary, the relationship with Xie Yao is much closer.

In the early hours of the morning, Xie Yao hugged the sleeping Zheng Jin and asked, "Master Yideng, the city of Dali is broken, where are you taking His Majesty now?"

Yideng glanced at Duan Xingzhi and said, "There is no Your Majesty here."

Xie Yao then understood, nodded and said, "That's fine." It would be no problem if Master Yideng would take his great-grandson back to a certain deep mountain to live in seclusion, away from disputes.The Mongols have attacked Dali for seven years, and their wish has finally been fulfilled. The group of people are depressed and unable to chat with each other, so they close their eyes and rest.

After traveling by boat for a few days and returning to the Central Plains, Xie Yao parted ways with Master Yideng and others.