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Chapter 251 Returning home in glory
Songshan Junji Palace, originally a plain and simple palace complex, has now changed its appearance.

Under the meticulous design of the craftsmen, a deep courtyard was rebuilt around the towering ancient trees. Entangled with wisteria, the green bricks and tiles make the courtyard even more tranquil.

Zuo Ting was lying in the courtyard bathed in sunshine, as if he were in a beautiful ink painting, poetically presented before his eyes.

The courtyard was surrounded by tall ancient trees, swaying their green branches, as if waving to him.

The reason why such a big change happened in less than a year was because Zuo Lengchan and other Songshan masters earned enough silver on the battlefield.

Compared with Huashan and Taishan, Zuo Lengchan never forgot to improve his sect.

He discussed with the Twelve Guardians of Songshan for a while, and his fellow disciples were also willing to help the sect. They took out their hard-earned money and sent people to send it back to Songshan to renovate the sect inside and out.

Not only that, Tang Ying'e, Ding Mian, Lu Bai, Fei Bin and other thousand households also spent money to build their own houses around Junji Palace, preparing to live there in their retirement when they are older.

Just as Zuo Ting was lamenting the great changes in the Songshan Sect, a delicate-looking maid walked in slowly and reminded him softly, "Young Sect Master, a disciple came to report that the Shaolin Abbot, Master Fangzheng, and the Beggars' Sect Leader, Hero Jiefeng, have already arrived at the foot of the mountain."

"Okay!" Zuo Tingdian turned around, his face was 60% similar to Zuo Lengchan.

When he walked out of the yard, two Songshan disciples followed him and landed one step behind him.

After passing the Patriarch Hall and the Wuji Laomu Palace, we arrived at the square outside the Junji Palace.

This place was also renovated and paved with stone slabs.

At this moment, flagpoles were erected on both sides of the square, with flags hanging on them, on which were written the names of various local martial arts sects and families in Henan.

Luoyang Jindao Sect, Zhengzhou Bagua Sect, Kaifeng Tongbi Sect, Kaifeng Qishi Sect, Nanyang Wolong Temple, Ruzhou Yingzhua Sect, etc.

When Zuo Ting came out, the martial arts masters of Henan all stood up and bowed, saying:
"Young Master, congratulations!"

"Songshan is flourishing, please take good care of us in the future!"

Zuo Ting raised a stiff smile on his face and bowed to return the greetings to his fellow martial artists.

Not long after, a high-pitched voice was heard coming from the memorial archway: "The Shaolin Abbot, Master Fangzheng, and the Beggars' Sect Leader, Hero Jiefeng, are here!!!"

"Excuse me, seniors." Zuo Ting heard the voice, greeted everyone, and walked slowly to the ramp, just in time to see the kind-looking Master Fangzheng with a group of monks from Shaolin Temple.

Next to Master Fang Zheng was Jie Feng, who was dressed in beggar's clothes and had a head full of white hair. The old monk held a Zen stick, and the old beggar held a dog-beating stick.

"Junior Zuo Ting, nice to meet Master Fang Zheng and Gang Leader Jie." Zuo Ting walked down the ramp and bowed.

"Amitabha, you are too polite, Young Master Zuo." Master Fang Zheng replied gently with a kind look on his face.

"Congratulations, Young Master Zuo." Jie Feng also bowed and said with a smile.

"Thank you two seniors, please come up to the stage and take a seat." Zuo Ting led the two major sects forward and arranged the two most important seats on the left and right for them.

When the guests at the scene saw Master Fang Zheng and Gang Leader Jie Feng coming in person, they all stood up to greet them.

The two masters of the righteous martial arts world did not put on airs and returned the greetings one by one.

In fact, it would not be a big deal if Master Fangzheng and Jie Feng wanted to show off as an ordinary commander, because they were military officers of the third rank, not civil servants.

But the interesting thing is that Zuo Lengchan is not an ordinary commander-in-chief, he is the commander-in-chief of Luoyang Guard. Among the powerful commanders of Luoyang Guard, three are his junior brothers and die-hard friends.

So the Beggars' Sect, whose headquarters was in Luoyang, had to come.

The same goes for Shaolin Temple.

It is a full two hundred miles from Luoyang to Shaolin Temple. Even if Zuo Lengchan wanted to mobilize three thousand households to besiege Shaolin, it would be difficult.

Even if Zuo Lengchan dared to make any move, the monks of Shaolin would go to the Honglu Temple and the Ministry of Rites to complain.

No matter how much Ou Zanghua takes care of Songshan, he can't indulge him without any bottom line!

Master Fangzheng just didn't believe it. Even if all the Zen sects in the world came together, Lord Ou could still completely favor Songshan.

But the sad part is that Songshanwei is right next to Shaolin Temple.
Zuo Lengchan was the leader of Songshan Guard, and all the thousand-householders and hundred-householders under him were his junior fellow apprentices.

They have guns and cannons, and I heard that they also sent 800 cavalrymen from Luoyang Guard.

When the time comes, Lao Zuo will give the order to train troops around the Shaolin Temple, and they will be able to surround Shaolin so tightly that the Shaolin will not even have a chance to go out and cry for help.

Everyone sat down and chatted for a while. Not long after, there was a burst of cannon fire from the foot of the mountain, three times in a row.

Everyone was startled, and the next moment they heard a high-pitched voice: "Loyang Guard Commander-in-Chief, Songshan Guard Captain Zuo Da Ren has arrived!"

As the voice fell, Zuo Lengchan, wearing a third-rank scarlet robe, a black gauze hat, a golden belt around his waist, and a yellow, green, red, and purple brocade ribbon woven with clouds and cranes, walked slowly over. Behind him, the twelve masters of Songshan also changed into green robes painted with bears, which represented fifth-rank military officers, and green robes painted with tigers, which represented sixth-rank military officers.

Everyone stood up, bowed and saluted, saying, "I pay my respects to Lord Zuo!" Zuo Lengchan returned the salute with a smile on his face, and said, "Everyone, please don't be polite! Today I am only the head of Songshan Sword Sect, Zuo Lengchan, not the commander-in-chief, Lord Zuo."

He had a reason for saying that, because Zuo Lengchan first went to Luoyang Wei, and spent three days eating and drinking with Luoyang officials, landlords and gentry before returning to Songshan.

Therefore, all those invited were from the martial arts world, and even the officials from the Dengfeng County Government were not invited.

"Thank you, sir!" Everyone nodded on the surface, but they were cursing in their hearts.

You are strolling around in a red robe, and you still tell us that you are not the commander-in-chief. Anyone who takes it seriously is an idiot.

The next moment, a hearty shout came from the crowd: "Master Zuo, mighty!"

Everyone was shocked. Is there really such a talent? !

Turning around, it turned out to be Hao Qingming, one of the three heroes of central Henan.

Zuo Lengchan smiled and waved to the crowd.

Tang Ying'e, who was walking a little behind, was worried that the others would shout as well, so he immediately gestured to the musicians nearby.

The next moment, the sounds of erhu, drums, and cymbals interrupted the voices of some of the gangsters who were about to join in the fun.

Zuo Ting walked forward, knelt before Zuo Lengchan and said, "Welcome to our triumphant father!"

"Haha. My son, get up quickly!" Zuo Lengchan smiled and pulled Zuo Ting up, asking him to follow him.

This time, the smile on Zuo Ting's face came from the heart. He looked at his uncles who were all dressed in green robes and black hats, and couldn't help but reveal an envious expression.

Ding Mian noticed Zuo Ting's expression, patted him on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "You, be filial to your father and find a wife as soon as possible. Who knows, in a few years, your father will find you a hereditary uncle!"

After hearing this, Zuo Ting couldn't stop smiling, and could only keep saying things like "As long as Daddy is healthy."

When the other guests heard this, their eyes turned towards Zuo Ting even more passionately.

The world of martial arts is neither small nor big.

Just one sentence from Ou Zanghua last year caused the Songfeng Temple in Qingcheng Mountain to be closed for twenty years. Even just sending out a signal could make Wudang willingly accept Lin Pingzhi.

This year, Zuo Lengchan returned as a commander-in-chief, and even Shaolin and the Beggars' Sect gave him enough face.

If he really goes one step further, then as a relative, there will naturally be benefits.

It's a pity that Zuo Lengchan has no intention of finding a wife for his son. He is chatting with Master Fangzheng and Jiefeng Gang leader:
"I greet Master Zuo."

"I pay my respects to Master Zuo."

“Gentlemen, please don’t be so polite!” Zuo Lengchan supported one of them with one hand, smiling like a spring breeze: “When Lord Ou put down the rebellion of Liu Liu and Liu Qi, the Beggars’ Sect made great efforts.”

"Speaking of which, where must the door be opened?"

Jie Feng smiled and said, "Thank you Lord Zuo for your concern. I was not used to being an official, so I took the reward money and returned to the Beggars' Sect. I am currently the deputy leader of the Beggars' Sect."

In addition to the 500 taels of silver reward given to Men Bikai by the imperial court, Ou Zanghua also gave him an official position as a centurion.

But Men Bikai felt restrained in the bandit army with chaotic military discipline. If he were to join the imperial court, he would probably be dismissed from his post soon for violating military regulations. It would be better for him to ask for more rewards and return to the Beggars' Sect to be a free and easy knight.

After hearing this, Zuo Lengchan said with some emotion: "The door must be opened freely and unrestrained!"

Jie Feng was also a little melancholy, and could only say that everyone has their own aspirations and nothing can be forced.

Then, everyone sat down, and some dragon and tiger dance performances began in the square. Delicious food was served and jars of fine wine were brought out, which drew cheers from everyone.

The origin of dragon dancing is unknown, but by the Tang Dynasty, it had become a common performance form during festivals.

Tiger dancing is a tradition in Henan Province. According to historical records, tiger dancing appeared in the Western Han Dynasty and spread to the middle reaches of the Yellow River.

The others were watching the performance and drinking tea, while Zuo Lengchan and the other two chatted about martial arts.

In the righteous martial arts world, the only one who can make Zuo Lengchan admit defeat is Master Fang Zheng.

Taoist Chongxu of Wudang is not weak, but Zuo Lengchan does not think that Taoist Chongxu can definitely defeat him.

Especially after comprehending "Master Zuo's Sword", Zuo Lengchan felt that Taoist Chongxu was no longer his opponent.

After Master Fangzheng and Jie Feng had another chat with Zuo Lengchan, they both felt the same way.

They looked at each other and saw surprise in each other's eyes.

I never expected that this guy, who is already sixty years old, could still make such obvious progress. Is he really a martial arts genius that only appears once in a century? !
(End of this chapter)