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Chapter 10 The Lost Treasure

Who is Shi Dakai?

That was one of the most legendary characters of that era. He was brave and brave, and he used soldiers like a god. He went through hundreds of battles without losing a single defeat.

During the Tianjing Incident, Northern King Wei Changhui killed Eastern King Yang Xiuqing. Shi Dakai heard about it and rushed back to Tianjing to stop the unrest. Wei Changhui wanted to kill Shi Dakai.

Shi Dakai had no choice but to leave the southwest, and all the relatives staying in Tianjing were killed. Since then, Shi Dakai has been away with his troops and has never returned to Tianjing.

At the end of the Taiping period, the Hunan Army defeated the Taiping Army. Facing the heavy reinforcements of the Hunan Army, Shi Dakai fought alone and was forced to retreat into Guangxi.

Later, Shi Dakai traveled from southern Guangxi to the north, entered Sichuan via Hubei, crossed the Yangtze River to the north, and fought in the three provinces of Sichuan, Guizhou and Yunnan. He was finally betrayed by a traitor, defeated and captured.

"As far as I know, the Qing army carried out several encirclement campaigns against the descendants of Queen Yi, but I have never heard of it."

Chu Luozhao spoke in deliberation.

Hu Tianjiao didn't take it seriously, and said: "It is true that the descendants of the Taoist ancestors in the world all died in battle with their ancestors, but in fact, before the incident, the ancestors still had a wife in their hometown."

"The family ancestor seemed to have predicted the end of Taiping back then, and it would inevitably involve future generations, so when he participated in the uprising, he changed his surname to Shi, and the son who stayed in his hometown inherited the ancestor's surname, who is my father."

Chu Luozhao was inexplicably surprised for a moment, he didn't expect that his friend who had been with him for many years had such an identity.

Thinking about Fang Hu, the guard next to Hu Tianjiao, he realized that with Shi Dakai's status back then, it was too simple to leave a guard for the only descendant in his hometown.

I also understand why Hu Tianjiao has been so enthusiastic about overthrowing the Qing court over the years.

The hatred of the family and the country made it impossible for Hu Tianjiao to retreat to the mountains and forests like Chu Luozhao.

Hu Tiangao went on to say: "Old Zhao should have heard the rumors of the Taiping Treasure, right?"

Song Xing next to him moved his eyes slightly. The Taiping Treasure, even in his original era, was a legend that people talked about.

It is rumored that when Taiping fell, the Hunan army broke through the city of Tianjing, looted the whole city, and dug three feet of the ground, but they did not find the treasure house that Hong Xiuquan had rumored to be rich.

The Qing court even suspected that the Hunan army had swallowed the treasure, and sent secret envoys to investigate the matter secretly. In the end, the secret envoys were assassinated, and the matter was left alone.

In folklore, there are multiple versions.

Some people say that there is no treasure at all, and that the treasure was squandered by Hong Xiuquan. Some people say that the treasure exists, because the amount is too huge, and it was swallowed up by the Hunan Army.

There are also people who swear that before the defeat of the Taiping Army, they buried the treasure in a certain corner of Tianjing City. Later, some lucky people found part of the treasure and became the richest man in the city.

There are even more market rumors that before the defeat of the Taiping Army, the treasures were secretly transported out of the city and hidden somewhere in order to make a comeback.

Chu Luo heard that Hu Tiangao suddenly mentioned the Taiping Treasure, pondered for a while, and looked up at him.

Hu Tianjiao nodded and said: "The folk rumors are partly true. On the eve of the defeat of Taiping, some treasures were indeed transported out of Tianjing City and secretly escorted to the hands of my grandfather."

"Grandfather saw that the Qing army was powerful at that time, and as a plan, he sent his cronies to secretly send these treasures overseas. He found an island in Nanyang and buried them in it. In case of defeat, he retreated to Nanyang from the sea and waited for an opportunity. .”

"Unexpectedly, he was betrayed by a traitor later, and it is a pity that my grandfather failed to fulfill his wish."

Hu Tianjiao continued with some sadness: "Grandfather had already expected this before, so he sent his most trusted guards to deliver this secret to his father back home."

"Now, for the last wish of our ancestors, I intend to go to Nanyang to take out the treasures and use them to support the great cause of China's revival."

"That's well said, so that we can live up to the passion and pride that you and I had back then."

Chu Luo photographed the case and stood up.

The Boxers were mixed with good and bad people back then, and Chu Luozhao and Hu Tianjiao were rare people with passion for the country and the people, so they could forge a deep friendship.

"Just ask for a clear conscience." Hu Tiangao smiled.

"How many days are you planning to stay here?"

"Leave when Fang Hu's injury stabilizes. Over the years, the Qing government's Ministry of Internal Affairs has bitten me, and it is inconvenient to stay for a long time. This time I went to Hong Kong, on the one hand, to avoid disaster."

"Is this old man a person who is afraid of getting into trouble?" Chu Luozhao said displeased.

Hu Tianjiao shook his head and smiled, "You finally got out of this vortex, why bother to get involved in worldly affairs, if it wasn't for saving me back then."

"What did the past tell him about him? To meet an old man today, he must be drunk."

It is said that it is time to get drunk, but in order not to affect Hu Tiandao's trip, the two of them just had a few drinks and used the wine to recall the past on the wine table.

Song Xing, on the other hand, was sitting on the steps outside, holding a pot of rice and munching on it.

After Song Xing finished his meal, he glanced at Chu Luozhao and Chu Luozhao, who were still chatting happily, walked to the side by themselves, and started exercising in a strange pose.

Martial artists practice martial arts with one punch, which consumes a lot of energy. In order to maintain this consumption, eating has become the only way to replenish energy.

Since ancient times, each school and school has its secret way of eating.

What is the way of eating? Ordinary people eat food, except for a small part absorbed by the body for body activities, most of it is excreted from the body and wasted.

Martial artists, on the other hand, can use special movements to speed up the peristalsis and digestion of the five internal organs, absorb as much energy as possible before the energy dissipates, and store it in the body for daily martial arts needs.

The so-called refinement of qi is to refine the energy in the body and convert it into the required kinetic energy.

The posture Song Xing is posing at the moment was taught to him by Chu Luozhao. With both hands on the ground, only the strength of his hands and forearms supports his whole body to stand upside down. His legs are straight, but his spine is vibrating at a strange frequency. It also squirmed as if it came alive, and kept breathing at a special frequency.

Hu Tianpoo, who was talking to Chu Luozhao, was shocked when he turned his head and saw this scene.

He has traveled all over the years, although his martial arts cultivation is average, but he usually chats with Fang Hu, and his knowledge is not weak.

He could see that what Song Xing practiced was a kind of training method in Meiquan, the golden dragon wrapped around the pillar, which seemed to be mixed with some training methods of red boxing, Tai Chi, and Xingyi.

Through the tremor of the spine and back muscles, combined with the special internal breathing method, the rhythmic vibration of the five internal organs can digest and absorb the food eaten at an extremely fast speed.

What really shocked him was that those who can master this kind of training method in plum blossom boxing must at least have success in secret, and can control their muscles, bones and muscles freely to be as perfect as Song Xing.

Is this really just five years of cultivation?

Even though Chu Luozhao had heard it before, Hu Tianjiao couldn't help but feel emotional.

He and Fang Hu grew up together, and Fang Hu also practiced for 12 years before his master allowed him to practice the way of eating.

After a day and night of high fever, Fang Hu finally stabilized his injury after eating a few pieces of herbal medicine prepared by Chu Luozhao. Chu Luozhao judged that Fang Hu should have passed the most dangerous period.

Next, with his physique as a martial artist, he recovered slowly.

Hu Tianjiao stayed here for another day, and finally decided to leave Cangwu for Guangzhou the next day.

The next day, when the sky was bright, Song Xing got up.

First go to the bottom of the mountain to fill up the water in the water tank, then carefully clean the front yard, and then go to the backyard kitchen.

After feeding the chickens and ducks, I came to the field, picked a few green vegetables and washed them as usual.

He skillfully lit the fire to boil the water, kneaded the noodles with the water, and cooked Chu Luozhao's favorite bamboo noodles with skillful movements, sprinkled with coriander on top.

And because of Hu Tianpou, Song Xing steamed a drawer full of steamed buns.

When Chu Luozhao got up, what he saw was that a table of steaming meals had been prepared.

The old man didn't speak, just sat in the seat he was familiar with, and finished eating the bamboo noodles made by his apprentice, the craftsmanship was still as good as ever.

After the meal, Song Xing cleaned up the dishes and washed them carefully.

After returning to the house to pack some clothes and simply wrap them into a bundle, Hu Tianjiao was already waiting at the front door.

Looking at the heroic apprentice, Chu Luozhao didn't say anything, but waved his hand as a farewell.

Song Xing walked out of the mountain gate, put down his burden, turned around and knelt down respectfully to the old man, and kowtowed three times firmly.

Standing up, he took a deep look at Chu Luozhao, then turned and left.

Standing in front of the door, Chu Luozhao watched the figures of the two go further and further away, getting smaller and smaller until they were no longer seen.

A soft sigh sounded in the mountains, and then drifted away with the wind.

(End of this chapter)