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Chapter 525: Eagle-eyed and wolf-eyed (Thanks to Paida001 for the reward support)
Since Dayan Khan unified the Northern Yuan tribes in the fifth year of Zhengde, Mongolia has ushered in a revival.

Then in the tenth year of Zhengde, Ou Zanghua and Emperor Zhengde joined forces to defeat the Mongolian Empire, which had just been unified.

In the eleventh year of Zhengde, before his death, Dayan Khan wrote a letter to the court, requesting that his third son, Borjigin Barsborot, be made the new Khan.

Emperor Zhengde did not object to this. After all, he had captured Barsborough himself, so he had a psychological advantage.

As a Mongolian Jinong, Barsborot was already very familiar with the various tribes of the Northern Yuan Dynasty. Thanks to his soft and hard tactics, Mongolia was prevented from splitting again.

And Barsborot also followed Dayan Khan's instructions and chose to bide his time and wait for the opportunity.

But changes always happen faster than planned. In the 16th year of Zhengde, Barsborot was seriously ill and wanted to pass the throne to his fifth brother Ochirborot.

But this time the court rejected his request. Based on the ancestral precept of "establishing the eldest son as the heir rather than the most virtuous, and establishing the son as the heir rather than the eldest", the court directly bypassed Barsborot and appointed his eldest son, Borjigin Gunbilik, as Khan.

Gunbirik was also captured by Emperor Zhengde and brought back to the Ming Dynasty. He was only nine years old when he was captured. He had lived in the Ming Dynasty for six years and had become accustomed to the lifestyle of the Han people in the Central Plains.

Even the maids serving him were beauties of the same age arranged by Emperor Zhengde himself.

Barsborot died in anger, and Ozirborot rose up in rebellion. Then he received news that Cabinet Minister Ou Zanghua led five military camps out of the border to train troops, Governor-General of Ganxi and Governor of Anxi Wang Yangming led an army of 100,000 from Yansui, Ningxia and Gansu to the north, and Xianning Marquis Qiu Yue led 3,000 camps to Xuanfu.

This time, before Otsir Borot had a chance to take action, the leaders of other Mongolian tribes had already expressed their loyalty and absolutely supported Gunbirik who was appointed by the court, and even respectfully called him Mergen Khan, which means "wise Khan".

Finally, the Keshiketeng tribe led by Ouzil Borot was defeated by Ou Zanghua, and he and his descendants were captured again and escorted back to the capital for the second time.

Even though the Ming Dynasty once again confused Mongolia, there were still many Mongolian warriors who upheld the pride of Genghis Khan and were unwilling to surrender.

Hai Taiji was one of them. He was the Badulu of the Khalkha tribe of Mongolia. Because he was dissatisfied with the kowtow of his lord, Borjigin Alchuborot, to the Ming Dynasty, he chose to lead a cavalry to leave the tribe.

After this man came to Liaodong, he wiped out the Jurchen tribes many times. In just six years, he became a master of the Heavenly List and the fourth person to achieve the Heavenly List.

In this small piece of land of Liaodong, Hai Taiji is definitely a prominent figure.

With cavalry in hand, even Ren Yingying, Jie Bai and Hu Pingye, who were in the top three of the Heavenly Ranking, were unwilling to conflict with him, and would even take the initiative to give in.

Hai Taiji, who was used to being domineering, was naturally furious when faced with Hong Qitian's betrayal.

Especially when he saw Hong Qitian speechless, he was even more certain that he had ulterior motives. Without saying a word, he drew his bow and shot an arrow at Hong Qitian.

Hong Qitian was already uneasy, and after being attacked by Hai Taiji, he became even more furious. He drew out his two swords and shouted, "Hai Taiji, you idiot, he is..."

Seeing this, Ou Zanghua decisively spoke before Hong Qitian: "Master Hong, don't panic. We will keep our promise and help you to destroy these Mongolian Tartars!"

"Eh?!"

Lan Qi blinked his eyes, feeling that his uncle was a bit cunning!

Ou Yue immediately drew his sword and shouted, "I have no sympathy with the Mongolian Tartars. Thank you, Master Hong, for providing me with this opportunity to kill my enemies with my own hands!"

After saying that, he leaped up, used his Qinggong to fly into the Mongols, swung his sword, and cut the throat of a Mongol with one move.

One of Ou Zanghua's three bodyguards immediately stepped forward to protect Ou Yue, while the other two stayed beside Ou Zanghua and Yue Lingshan.

"Zhang Long, Zhao Hu, you just protect the Seventh Young Master and Miss Lan." Ou Zanghua pushed the two away and said calmly.

"Yes!" The two responded and then came to Ou Hua and Lan Qi's side.

While dealing with Ou Yue, the Mongols attacked the people of the Shenlong Sect.

Hong Qitian was so angry that he had to draw out his butterfly swords and fight with Hai Taiji.

"you"

“Don’t panic, Master Hong. I am here to help you!” Ou Zanghua noticed this scene and swung his long sword with one hand. The long sword Feng He Jiu Yue was instantly unsheathed, sweeping towards Hai Taiji with a biting cold light.

Hong Qitian raised his sword and blocked the attack for Hai Taiji.

Hai Taiji was slightly stunned and was confused for a moment.

Ou Zanghua's face darkened and he said angrily, "So that's how it is. Master Hong wants to rob his fellow thieves? Humph! That's really underestimating my husband and I! Madam, help me!"

Upon hearing this, Yue Lingshan drew out her sword, struck like thunder, and flew towards Hai Taiji.

Lan Qi was stunned when he saw this scene, and asked stupidly: "Xiao Qi, should we go up and help Auntie?"

"No need." Ou Hua observed for a while and said, "My mother is a disciple of Huashan and has received the true teachings of a master. In terms of martial arts alone, only my father can beat her."

"My aunt is so powerful?!" Lan Qi was quite surprised and carefully observed the duel between Yue Lingshan and Hai Taiji.

Hai Taiji has been in Liaodong for so many years and has seen too many powerful women. The leader of the Sun and Moon Sect, Ren Yingying, the head of the Hengshan School, Zhang Wenshuang, the sword-playing and piano-hearted, the princess of the chess and sword school, Li Zhenhuan, and the leader of the Five Immortals Sect, Lan Fenghuang, are known as the 'Four Heroines of the Martial Arts World'.

So when Yue Lingshan attacked with a sword in hand, he did not take it lightly at all and fought fiercely as soon as he made his move.

Yue Lingshan inherited the true skills of Dongfang Bubai, and her sword skills were fast, fierce and decisive, so naturally there was no room for holding back.

In addition, both of them were people with profound internal strength. Once they clashed, there was a sudden strong wind, flying sand and blinding the eyes. Dead branches and leaves were scattered in the sword wind and knife shadows, and ordinary people could not get close at all.

Hai Taiji tightly grasped the thick-backed machete. Every blow contained a tremendous force. He swung, smashed, hammered, and chopped. Every move was fatal. When Yue Lingshan was trying to parry, he suddenly lowered his body and attacked her lower body with the force of sweeping across the enemy.

Although Yue Lingshan is slightly inferior in strength, her swordsmanship is extremely agile. Every time she resolves the attack, she can always keenly capture the opponent's flaws and launch a precise counterattack.

After a fight, both sides took a few steps back. Hai Taiji's body was covered with several bloodstains, and Yue Lingshan's face was solemn. Both sides realized that their opponents were not easy to deal with, so they naturally did not dare to relax.

"With your martial arts skills, you shouldn't be unknown in Liaodong." Hai Taiji looked at Yue Lingshan and said in a cold voice.

"Hmph! I finally got the chance to go out for an outing with my husband and son, but it was ruined by people like you." Yue Lingshan said coldly, and with a kick of her feet she rushed towards Hai Taiji again.

Hai Taiji looked a little dazed. What did this woman just say?
Are they just going out for an outing?
Yue Lingshan seized the opportunity and slashed at him diagonally with her sword.

Hai Taiji reacted quickly, leaning back to avoid the sharp attack, while swinging his sword to block, trying to resolve this sudden attack.

Yue Lingshan's sword skills were agile. She turned the tip of her sword and hooked onto Hai Taiji's blade like a dragon. She exerted force with both hands and pressed down fiercely.

Upon seeing this, Hai Taiji hastily withdrew his blade, but this also left his upper body exposed.

How could Yue Lingshan miss such a good opportunity? Her sword skills were as fast as a meteor. Two sword beams cut through the air almost at the same time and pointed directly at Hai Taiji's face.

Hai Taiji's heart trembled and he retreated violently. Relying on his extraordinary body skills and sharp intuition, he avoided the two fatal sword strikes at the brink of life and death.

However, Yue Lingshan did not stop there. She kicked the ground with one leg and soared into the air like an arrow. Her body spun rapidly in the air, and the sword light followed her like a shadow. The third sword, the fourth sword, and the fifth sword continued to slash towards Hai Taiji.

From a distance, the fluttering skirt looks like a blooming Luoyang red.

Hai Taiji tried his best to block the first four sword beams in succession, but Yue Lingshan's fifth sword was like the light of dawn, so sharp that it was unstoppable and pierced his chest directly.

"Woo" Hai Taiji spat out a mouthful of blood and slowly fell down.

He looked at the blue sky and the circling eagle, which were like his ambition that would never be fulfilled.

After Yue Lingshan landed, she turned around and sheathed her sword gracefully. When she turned to look at her son, she met Lan Qi's eyes that were full of excitement and admiration.

The little girl had just killed two Mongolians with a Miao dagger and protected Ou Hua.

She noticed Yue Lingshan looking over and immediately clapped her hands, laughing excitedly and shouting, "Wow! Auntie is so amazing! How did you do the last move? It's so beautiful, can you teach me?"

“How disrespectful.” Yue Lingshan turned her head away somewhat embarrassedly and complained in a low voice.

At this time, the guards who had retreated earlier came with nearly a hundred soldiers. The front row held shields, and the back row held bows and crossbows. They surrounded them from all directions and surrounded both sides.

Ou Yue took this opportunity to return to the team and took over command.

On the other side, Ou Zanghua and Hong Qitian also started fighting. The two fought as they walked and gradually moved to the side of the waterfall.

Hong Qitian held two swords, one pointing to the sky and the other to people, and said coldly: "Since I stepped out of the Ou Mansion, I have been immersed in martial arts training. After unremitting efforts, I have continuously honed and innovated Lord Ou's skills. Until today, it has been completely integrated into my blood and has become my unique martial arts essence. It has no connection with Lord Ou. So Lord Ou, you are late."

Ou Zanghua's eyes were clear, but all kinds of thoughts flashed through his mind. What is this person talking about?
Aren’t his three major martial arts the Dream Locking Sword Technique, the Three Heroic Moves, and the Soul Transferring Technique?
What does it have to do with yourself?
Unable to figure it out, Ou Zanghua asked, "So you also admit that your martial arts are derived from me?"

"But I have figured out a better one." As soon as Hong Qitian finished speaking, he pointed his toes and shot towards Ou Zanghua like a swallow. The long sword in his right hand was like lightning, cutting through the void and going straight to the vital point.

Ou Zanghua moved his body to the side and lightly avoided the fierce attack, but he did not expect Hong Qitian's left-hand sword to follow closely, and a flash of sword light added to the murderous intent.

Then, he turned around and drew out his two swords, like two dragons coming out of the sea, with great momentum. Ou Zanghua was not in a hurry, and with a long sword, he steadily neutralized this overwhelming attack.

Seeing this, Hong Qitian used his legs to kick hard, intending to defeat the enemy with his kicks, but Ou Zanghua raised his feet faster and cleverly suppressed him, turning the tables. Hong Qitian took advantage of the situation and used the opponent's force to counter the opponent. While rotating his body, he swung his swords again, first slashing downwards, then slashing horizontally with both swords, and stabbing diagonally left and right. It can be said that there were many sword shadows and the offensive was like a tide.

Although Ou Zanghua resolved them one by one, as Hong Qitian's two swords emitted bursts of crisp sword sounds and the rippling sound waves, he actually felt uneasy and slightly dizzy.

"This is the Dream Locking Sword Technique. Sir Ou, please appreciate it!"

Hong Qitian's voice was like water waves, echoing in every corner. Then, he used his Qinggong skills to transform into thousands of different forms, like countless clones, and launched an attack on Ou Zanghua from all directions at the same time. His two swords flashed, and his attacks were as dense as a rainstorm.

Ou Zanghua was like a huge rock under a waterfall, blocking all attacks from anywhere. At this moment, Hong Qitian appeared on Ou Zanghua's left hand side, using his wrist strength to spin his long sword and attack. The angle of his sword was tricky and the way he used it was bizarre, which was unheard of.

This move is exactly the Soul-Tortured Dream-Severing Move from the Dream-Locking Sword Technique!

Hong Qitian wanted to use this unparalleled sword style to defeat the enemy in one move and thus secure the victory.

But Ou Zanghua was quick-witted and twisted his waist to avoid the fierce attack. Then his body turned with the wind, and in an instant, a sword soared out of the sea like a dragon, pointing directly at Hong Qitian.

Upon seeing this, Hong Qitian's face suddenly changed. He swung his sword with both hands at the same time, his left hand attacking like a rainbow while his right hand defended closely.

But he forgot that Ou Zanghua is the best swordsman in the world. How could his sword moves be so simple?
Sure enough, Ou Zanghua's wrist trembled slightly, and he stabbed out three sharp sword auras with one sword, pointing at Hong Qitian's throat, heart and dantian, three vital points respectively, with murderous intent overflowing.

With a "swish" sound, Hong Qitian's body turned in the air and landed on a huge rock not far away.

Then his face turned pale, he fell to one knee on the ground, and spat out a mouthful of blood. He seemed to have aged twenty years.

At the moment of life and death, Hong Qitian made the wisest choice.

He fought hard with both swords and successfully blocked the deadly sword energy that was pointing directly at his throat and heart.

However, his Dantian was injured by the sword energy, and his originally powerful internal force quickly dissipated like a punctured ball and could no longer be condensed.

"Success and failure are all due to Ou Zanghua. Is this my fate? Hahahaha." Hong Qitian sat on the boulder and laughed up to the sky.

Ou Zanghua still had an indifferent look on his face. He really didn't recognize who the person in front of him was.

"father!"

At this moment, a figure flew out from the forest. Looking at the old Hong Qitian, his eyes suddenly turned red. He pointed his sword at Ou Zanghua and shouted, "Is it you?!"

"Shengyi, you must not be rude to Lord Ou!" Hong Qitian's face darkened and he said in a cold voice.

Hong Sheng was stunned for a moment, and returned to his father reluctantly.

Hong Qitian's face was filled with reminiscence, and he slowly said, "Twenty years ago, I was a servant in the Ou Mansion. One time, a maid who was on good terms with me cleaned up Lord Ou's study and brought out a stack of straw paper for me to destroy."

"I flipped through it casually and was surprised to find that it was an extremely profound internal martial arts technique."

"So, I deceived Manager Hua, took the inner strength method and fled from the Ou Mansion, all the way to Liaodong."

"I know Lord Ou's status in the martial arts world, so when I was not practicing, I was always worried that the Ou family would come after me. But I was worried for three years and didn't hear any news."

"Later, I was worried that Huashan and Hengshan would recognize my internal skills, so I made some modifications on my own initiative. During this process, I created many martial arts such as "Dream Locking Sword Technique" and "Hero's Three Moves"."

"And the internal energy technique that I modified was named "Soul Transfer Technique" by me."

At this point, Hong Qitian looked at Ou Zanghua with some pride and said, "Master Ou, I guess you didn't recognize it either. The Soul Transferring Technique was created by you, right?"

Ou Zanghua nodded. Twenty years ago, in order to let his wife and concubines change their internal energy, he really devoted a lot of effort and created many internal energy methods. However, all this came to an end after the publication of Mingyu Gong.

There were so many abandoned plans that even he couldn't remember them all.

So when Hong Qitian said that he failed to recognize the stolen internal skills, Ou Zanghua felt a little embarrassed.

Because even he himself could not remember how many kinds of internal skills were created under his pen, and when they were abandoned.

But Hong Qitian was very happy. He couldn't help laughing and said, "Hahaha, I, Hong Qitian, am not weak either! I actually managed to hide it from Lord Ou. Ahem."

"father!"

Hong Qitian grabbed Hong Shengyi's sleeve and said weakly: "Shengyi, my wish has come true. I will leave the Shenlong Sect to you. Don't seek revenge for me. I died a worthy death and I have no regrets!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Hong Qitian, the ninth master on the Heavenly Ranking and the Dragon Hero, died with a smile on his face.

Even why he had a secret meeting with the Mongols here requires the Liaodong Governor to investigate.

Ou Zanghua did not make things difficult for Hong Shengyi and just turned around and left.

When he returned to the forest and found his wife, Yue Lingshan was being pestered by Lan Qi to learn swordsmanship, and he seemed to no longer have the previous alienation and rejection towards the little girl.

Ou Zanghua smiled slightly when he saw this. This trip to Liaodong was considered a completed mission.

The family continued on their journey and returned to Yue's house only after seeing the waterfall.

On the second day, Ou Zanghua was called back to the capital by the imperial edict of Emperor Zhengde. Ou Yue returned with him. Yue Lingshan stayed with Ou Qu and Ou Hua for a few more days to accompany Yue Buqun and Ning Zhongze before coming back.

The reason why Emperor Zhengde urgently recalled Ou Zanghua was because two major events were happening in the capital.

First, Wang Yangming, the Governor-General of Ganxi and Governor of Anxi, returned to Beijing to report on his work and wrote a letter of resignation.

Second, the Ming royal family meeting convened by Emperor Zhengde is about to be held in the capital, and the princes from all over the country have already arrived.

In this year, Wang Yangming was 68 years old, eleven years longer than the original history records.

When Ou Zanghua saw him in the Qianqing Palace, he felt that Xiao Wang had really grown old this time.

"We parted in a hurry eighteen years ago, but Jingyu is still as elegant as ever!" Wang Yangming said cheerfully when he saw Ou Zanghua, stroking his snow-white beard.

“Brother, you have worked hard in the northwest over the years.” Ou Zanghua stepped forward and bowed.

Wang Yangming laughed and said, "Hahaha, an old horse in the stable still has ambitions to run a thousand miles. A martyr in his old age still has ambitions. Jingyu will never understand how happy I am in the northwest."

Wang Yangming's contribution in these years can be said to be great. With the presence of a Confucian saint and the migration of farming and reading families from the south of the Yangtze River, Han Confucianism has achieved unprecedented development in the past 18 years.

At this time, Emperor Zhengde walked in. The two were about to salute, but were stopped by Emperor Zhengde with a "forget".

The three of them sat down according to their order of importance and officially entered into today's topic, which was to restore the feudal system of the Shang Dynasty and send all the vassal kings of the Ming Dynasty overseas.

After listening carefully, Wang Yangming also put forward some opinions of his own to improve the plans of Emperor Zhengde and Ou Zanghua.

The three of them discussed from morning to afternoon. When they came out of the Qianqing Palace, Emperor Zhengde could not help but ask them to stay, "Wang Qing, you are my loyal minister! Please help me for a few more years!"

"Thank you for your kindness, Your Majesty. I am an old minister whose body cannot bear it any longer!" Wang Yangming was somewhat moved, but then he cruelly refused.

He is almost seventy years old. If he doesn't resign, he will really die at his job.

"Ugh"

Emperor Zhengde couldn't help but sigh, Wang Yangming is really useful!
Without Wang Yangming, who can suppress the northwest?
When the group was crossing the Jinshui Bridge, they suddenly saw an interesting scene happening in front of them.

After obtaining permission from Emperor Zhengde, Prince Xing Zhu Houcong visited the imperial palace in the capital for the first time.

After he walked in, he felt a little strange. He had never been here before, but he had an inexplicable sense of familiarity, as if he should be here.

At this time, Crown Prince Zhu Zaiyao returned to the palace from the Zhanshi Mansion and happened to meet Prince Xing Zhu Houcong.

"I see His Highness the Crown Prince!"

"Quickly, please stop being polite," Crown Prince Zhu Zaiyao quickly helped Prince Xing Zhu Houcong up and asked gently, "Is this your first time to visit the Imperial Palace? How about I show you around?"

Zhu Houcong took a look at the gentle prince and felt bored. How could someone with such an easy-going personality govern an empire?

He lowered his head and responded seriously: "Thank you, Your Highness. I have visited Wenyuan Pavilion, Wenhua Hall, Fengtian Gate and Fengtian Hall, and I am already satisfied."

"In that case, I won't force you." Crown Prince Zhu Zai Yao nodded, and arranged for two eunuchs to follow Zhu Houcong and wait for his orders before turning around and leaving.

Zhu Houcong looked at the prince's receding back, and all kinds of thoughts flashed through his mind.

Suddenly, he felt someone's eyes on him.

Zhu Houcong turned his head without moving his shoulders, looking sharply in the direction where the gaze was coming from.

However, on the Jinshui Bridge, three figures were standing in the shape of a V-shape. The leader was the founder of the Ming Dynasty, Emperor Zhengde Zhu Houzhao. On the left was the Prime Minister of the Ming Dynasty, Ou Zanghua, and on the right was the Governor-General of Gansu, Wang Yangming.

Under the setting sun, above the golden water, among the sparkling waves, three figures stand tall, their faces hidden under the orange-red sky, making it difficult to see their true appearance. However, their otherworldly aura is like that of ancient gods, standing at the end of the long river of time, examining the countless creatures on this vast earth with an almost indifferent and compassionate look.

And he, Zhu Houcong, was just one of the countless living beings.

Wang Yangming narrowed his eyes, a gentle smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said slowly: "The eagle's eyes and the wolf's back, great!"

Hearing this, Ou Zanghua nodded slightly and echoed: "This is the blessing of heaven for the Ming Dynasty, and the blessings will last for a long time."

Zhu Houcong had just come to his senses from his shock, his clothes soaked with sweat. He quickly bowed and saluted, his voice trembling: "Your Majesty, I am Zhu Houcong, your Highness!"

Emperor Zhengde walked between Ou Zanghua and Wang Yangming, and came to Zhu Houcong. He said in a calm but dignified tone: "Brother Prince Xing, I need you to pay more attention to the affairs of the overseas vassal states and be diligent in dealing with them."

"Your Highness obeys your command!"

(End of this chapter)