[Yi Tian] It's not easy to be famous and decent

When Mo Shenggu broke into the camp, Song Qingshu was still concentrating on flipping through a volume of books in his hands. There was a flagon and wine glass next to him, and the water and wine in the glass were exuding the fragrance of wine.Looking at him by the candlelight in the camp, he really is like a beautiful jade, beautiful and natural.Seeing his undressed appearance, Mo Shenggu suddenly suppressed the burning anger in his heart, he stepped forward and said in a deep voice: "Is it your intention to hand over Wang Xianzhong to Master Kongwen?"

Song Qingshu seemed to be aware of Mo Shenggu's appearance just now, he put down the book casually, took out a new wine glass, picked up the jug and filled it up.He was still wearing armor, but out of habit, his left hand still slightly blocked his right wrist when pouring wine.Then he picked up two wine glasses and stood up, handing one of them to Mo Shenggu. "This cup of celebration wine, Uncle Qi didn't think we could drink it so soon, right?"

Mo Shenggu ignored it completely, and casually picked up the wine glass from Song Qingshu's hand and put it back on the case. "I'm asking you something!"

Song Qingshu looked at Mo Shenggu silently for a while, then drank his own glass of wine in one gulp. "That's what I meant."

"Wang Xianzhong is dead!" Mo Shenggu looked at him and said coldly, it took the boss's strength to suppress the anger in his heart.

"As expected." Song Qingshu didn't even move his eyebrows.

"Why do you want to do this?" Mo Shenggu said every word.

Song Qingshu sat back again, leaned his back lightly on the back of the chair, and replied casually: "Wang Xianzhong killed so many people from the Six Great Sects, who else does Seventh Uncle think can save him?"

"You can save him!" Mo Shenggu replied without hesitation, "You captured him, and you can decide his life and death! Wang Xianzhong is a loyal man, you could have not killed him!"

Song Qingshu was silent for a long time, then suddenly said in a low voice: "Who is loyal to?"

Mo Shenggu was suddenly speechless.

"Uncle Qi, I'm from Wudang, not from Mingjiao." Song Qingshu said softly, paused, and said sarcastically, "If someone thinks that he has been wronged, why didn't Han Shantong come? Why didn't Yang Xiao show up?"

"Excessive words!" Mo Shenggu said angrily. "Right is right, evil is evil, and loyalty is loyalty!"

"On the battlefield, there is no distinction between good and evil, only the enemy and ourselves!" Song Qingshu said decisively.

"You can kill him, on the battlefield; if you capture him, you can punish him. But you shouldn't let him die like this! Qingshu, do you think Uncle Qi doesn't understand why you did this? In order to let the heads of the various factions support you to continue to use troops?" Although Mo Shenggu and Wang Xianzhong have long had friendship, this friendship is definitely not comparable to the honor and disgrace of the teacher, and it is not comparable to Song Qingshu who he grew up with.Although he was saddened by Wang Xianzhong's death, he was even more saddened by Song Qingshu's ability to plot people's hearts in this matter.

"Since the seventh uncle understands, why force my nephew? Although the Sunset Cliff has been captured, there are still Yingzui Cliff, Tianmen Cliff, Mingjiao Five Elements Banner, and Five Scattered People..."

"Although the truth is so, things shouldn't be done like this!" Before Song Qingshu could argue again, Mo Shenggu interrupted him.Mo Shenggu didn't want to take another look at him, so he could only look at the ghost mask placed on the table.The mask was exquisitely crafted, and it looked so realistic and eerie, as if... It was another face of his nephew.Mo Shenggu stepped forward involuntarily, picked up the mask and blocked Song Qingshu's face. "Qingshu, you are not you anymore after wearing this mask..."

Song Qingshu silently closed his eyes behind the mask, without making a sound.

"A year ago, you used [-] people to expand the Yuan army to [-] horses, and your grand master and your father did not allow you to lead the army." For some reason, Mo Shenggu recalled the past of a year ago at this time.He used to be very disapproving of the decision of his master and big brother, but now he has a vague understanding of their intentions. "This decision is right!" He threw down the mask casually, lifted the curtain, and walked away.

Song Qingshu, who was left behind, stayed behind Mo Shenggu for a while, then turned around and picked up another wine glass and downed the contents in one gulp.He casually picked up the wine jug and wanted to fill himself another glass. His wrist paused slightly in mid-air. He actually felt the weight of the wrist guard made of fine iron on his wrist, and suddenly smashed the wine jug on the ground. on the ground!

"Ouch! Senior Brother Song is so angry!" Feng Mozhi, who came in behind Mo Shenggu, hopped to avoid the shards of wine jug and liquid splashing from the ground, and asked curiously. "What's the matter? Contradicting the Seventh Master Uncle? How dare you!"

Song Qingshu calmed down the anger in his heart, but still didn't look back at him, holding the table with both hands, said in a deep voice: "What's the matter?"

Feng Mozhi couldn't help but rolled his eyes behind his back, slandering himself: There is no power of a general, but the posture of a general!Put on a show! "Master Kongwen sent me to ask you, can you deal with Yingzui Cliff and Tianmen Cliff?"

"Tell them, I will send troops to capture Yingzui Cliff tonight!" Song Qingshu turned around suddenly, the determination in his eyes was shocking.

"Tonight?" Feng Mozhi was taken aback. "Min Zhuang still needs to rest, isn't it too urgent?"

"Don't attack by force, use tricks!" Song Qingshu replied, "Take fifty or sixty sets of armor from those captives and give them to Min Zhuang to replace. Tonight, I will take them to Yingzui Cliff for help!"

"Will it be too risky?" Feng Mozhi obviously had a different opinion.

"Victory is found in danger!" Song Qingshu did not hesitate. "If everything goes well, tomorrow morning, you can see that I will take Min Zhuang into Yingzui Cliff to collect prisoners under the banner of fireworks."

Feng Mozhi knew in his heart that no one could match Song Qingshu in the way of using troops, so he stopped persuading him and took his orders to leave.

"Mozhi!" Feng Mozhi was about to leave when Song Qingshu suddenly called out to him, hesitating for a moment before saying, "Then Wang Xianzhong..."

"He was beaten to death by Xian Yutong!" Feng Mozhi replied casually.

Song Qing's expression remained unchanged, and he only nodded slightly.

Feng Mozhi waited on the spot for a while, then went out again seeing that Song Qingshu had no other explanation.When he reached the entrance of the tent, he suddenly turned around and asked, "Senior Brother Song, does Wang Xianzhong have to die?" Before Song Qingshu could answer, he hurried out.

Mo Shenggu rushed out of the tent angrily, he calmed down a little and realized that the most important thing to do at this time was to collect and bury Wang Xianzhong.He casually pulled a Wudang disciple and inquired in a low voice, only to find out that Song Yuanqiao had ordered Wang Xianzhong's body to be collected and buried on the west side of Sunset Cliff.He asked for the exact direction and rushed over.

Just arrived at the burial place, I heard several Wudang disciples who dug Wang Xianzhong's tomb under the supervision of Song Yuanqiao complaining in one go. "This Wang Xianzhong killed so many people from my Six Great Sects, why did Master collect and bury him?"

"Shut up! Wang Xianzhong originally belonged to the Bailian Religion Army, and he has never done anything evil in an uprising against the Yuan Dynasty. Today, he is an enemy of the six major factions, but he is the master of each. He is a loyal man, how can you humiliate him?" Song Yuanqiao said angrily.

Seeing that Song Yuanqiao was angry, several Wudang disciples did not dare to speak out, they did their best quickly and ran away.

Song Yuanqiao didn't want to argue with them, he just silently filled a glass of water and wine, and sprinkled it in front of Wang Xianzhong's tomb.I secretly prayed in my heart: Wang Yingxiong, today you and I have different positions, and we have to fight each other.I know that you are a loyal person, so Qing Shu killed you because of no other choice.If you have resentment in your heart, your soul will come to me and claim your life, not my child!

"Brother!" Mo Shenggu then stepped forward, took the jug from Song Yuanqiao's hand, poured a full glass on Wang Xianzhong's tomb.

Seeing that it was Mo Shenggu, Song Yuanqiao couldn't help but asked: "What did Qingshu say?" Song Qingshu led the army to storm the Sunset Cliff today, but he made a plan to leave the Wudang heroes to garrison in the desert, and when they got the news, they rushed to the Sunset Cliff. Wang Xianzhong is dead.

Mo Shenggu hesitated for a moment, and replied: "The two armies are facing each other, life and death are at stake, and Qing Shu has nothing to do."

Seeing that Mo Shenggu defended Song Qingshu so much, Song Yuanqiao couldn't help sighing in a low voice: "My own son, do I still not understand?"

"Brother, soldiers never tire of cheating!" Seeing Song Yuanqiao frowning, Mo Shenggu couldn't help persuading him.

"But his deceitfulness has gone far beyond the art of war, and that's what I'm most worried about!" In today's battle, Qing Shu can be said to have become famous in the whole martial arts righteous way.On the way from the desert to Sunset Cliff, many people congratulated him, but Song Yuanqiao was not happy at all. "He shouldn't be allowed to use troops... shouldn't be allowed to use troops..." Song Yuanqiao murmured annoyedly, and suddenly turned to Mo Shenggu full of panic, and asked eagerly, "Seventh brother, do you still remember the year?" forward?"

How can forget?

Mo Shenggu still remembered that the real cause of the incident should have been two years ago.At that time, Wudang had more and more money on hand because of its business, and took in more refugees and refugees, and the number of people living in Wudang exceeded 30.In order to let these [-] people live and work in peace and contentment, Qingshu not only has to do business to make money, but also has to throw down his face to make friends with officials.That year, Sixth Sister-in-Law came to Wudang with her father to resettle. During the New Year's Eve, Mo Shenggu saw Song Qingshu's gloomy expression, so he asked him a few words in private.Only then did I know that Wanhu Ashig, the leader of the Mongolian garrison in Central Hubei, used the excuse of Wudang to expand his power. Over the years, he had been asking for bribes from Song Qingshu.

At the banquet, noticing Song Qing's embarrassment in writing, Axig laughed and said: "You Wu did a million taels of business in those days, as long as you don't show kindness and support idlers, you don't need as much money as you want. ?" Seeing that Song Qingshu didn't nod for a long time, he threatened viciously, "Song Shaoxia is reluctant now, but don't blame me for coming to pick it up during the autumn hunting season!"

Song Qingshu's face suddenly changed, knowing that in Ashig's heart, these Han people are just cattle and sheep that can be slaughtered at any time after being fattened on the grassland.For the sake of the common people, Song Qingshu went against his will to deal with Ashig for many years. How could Axig agree to treat Wudang as a fat sheep?But thinking of the [-] soldiers and horses under Axig's command, and the [-] people living in Wudang, he didn't dare to act rashly.

When Mo Shenggu heard about this, he couldn't bear to see Song Qingshu endure such humiliation, so he couldn't help persuading him: "Qingshu, I know that you have many unavoidable difficulties in dealing with the government, but we are bloody warriors, so we can't always be patient and use schemes. It is the heroism of ten decisive battles!"

Song Qingshu hesitated for a long time, but decided to go to Suzhou to learn Yi Tianhai's Jinghong sword technique as his teacher.Mo Shenggu knew in his heart that the Jinghong Saber Technique was originally a killing technique used by soldiers in the army, he vaguely guessed his intentions and did not dare to agree to him for a while.Unexpectedly, not long after the New Year's Day, a major event happened at the foot of Wudang Mountain.

That Ashig's son Adamhan is about the same age as Song Qingshu, Song Qingshu has a heart-to-heart friendship, but the friendship between the two is good.That day he came to Wudang on a whim to look for Song Qingshu, and in a village at the foot of Wudang Mountain, he fell in love with a young lady from the Tao family. He coveted her beauty, so he followed her back home, raped her with the lives of her parents.

When Song Qingshu heard the news and arrived, Adamhan had been captured and beaten by the angry people, but Adamhan's entourage fled out taking advantage of the chaos and informed Ashig.Axige knew that Wudang was powerful, so he immediately mobilized 1000 troops to surround the village.

"Song Shaoxia, as long as you hand over the culprit of today's matter to me, I will look at your friendship with Adamhan and stop pursuing Wudang!" said Axig who was riding on a horse and looking down at Song Qingshu speak.

Song Qingshu stood alone in front of the horse, with thousands of troops in front of him, and unarmed and innocent people behind him. "As long as Adamhan marries that woman, I will not pursue this matter any longer!"

Axig couldn't think that Song Qingshu would say this, so he couldn't help laughing. "Who do you think you are talking to?" He suddenly raised the whip in his hand and whipped it towards Song Qingshu's cheek.

Song Qingshu has martial arts, how could he let him succeed, he quickly raised his hand and grabbed the whip in his palm.

Asig's complexion changed, and he quickly turned back.He didn't forget that Song Qingshu was from Wudang, and naturally he wouldn't forget that Wudang was originally a sect that taught martial arts. "Let Adamhan go, otherwise this commander-in-chief will leave the village alone!"

Before Song Qingshu could answer, Adam Han, who was tied up by the villagers, shouted loudly: "Father! Trash this village! Kill everyone here! Even if you kill all these untouchables, you only need to pay for it." !"

Song Qingshu couldn't bear it anymore, and suddenly drew his sword in his hand, pointing at Adam Han's throat. "Say one more word, and I will decapitate you!" His voice was cold and rough, as if every word was honed out of sand and stone.

Seeing his son being pointed at by a sharp knife, Ashig immediately raised his hand, and the 1000 Ma Qiqi behind him drew their bows and pointed forward.As long as his hand swung down, arrows rained down, and the whole village would flow into rivers of blood.

For a while, swords were on the verge of breaking out, there was no sound, and there was a deathly silence.

But at this time, the humiliated girl from the Tao family staggered out, her clothes were still ragged, and her face was covered with bruises from the beating, but she cried and shouted: "Song Shaoxia, what happened to you?" I am willing! You let this adult go!"

Song Qingshu slowly clenched his fist when he heard the words, but Adam Han laughed arrogantly.

Before leaving, Adamhan said triumphantly to Song Qingshu: "Answer Qingshu, I always thought you were a smart person, but I didn't expect... Bah!" He spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm in front of Song Qingshu, and stepped onto the horse As the army left together, the domineering expression seemed to be triumphant.

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Original characters: Mongolian Wanhu Ashig, his son Adamhan, and Han woman Tao Ruxue.