The gods began by supporting Guo Jing to become emperor

Chapter 205: Sword Intentions Are Rare, Rest and Recuperation

In order to expand the army, the generals under him were eager to do something big, but Guo Jing put it aside and continued to recuperate. Because of the plague, nine out of ten houses in Henan were empty, so he registered the refugees he had collected before and took back the ownerless land from the government to use for military settlements.

Since ancient times, there has been instability without food. Without food, even the most powerful army cannot exert its combat effectiveness. Jiaozi circulated in the north and was not interchangeable with Jiaozi in the south. Only in the northern market, the shogunate still made a lot of money. The most important thing was that the entire market was revitalized.

Huang Yaoshi sat at the table with a complicated expression, "The issuance of Jiaozi will make business and travel in the north smooth and credit strong. You are holding a mountain of gold in your hands. What are you going to do next?"

Guo Jing put down the red brush in his hand and said slowly, "Father-in-law, I naturally need to recuperate and accumulate strength. My teacher once told me that most of the kings and overlords in the past had to take three steps: build high walls, store up food, and slowly become king. The rest depends on luck and opportunities."

"A strong military force cannot be the foundation. Using war to support war and excessive military spending are taboos, especially for a country. Wars will be fought in the future, but not now."

After hearing this, Huang Yaoshi's expression became even more complicated. The two were father-in-law and son-in-law, and since there was no one around, they would naturally say some heartfelt words. Judging from Guo Jing's behavior in the past few days, how could he not see the aspirations and ambitions of his son-in-law.

As for loyalty or not, that is another matter. He is not one of those pedantic Confucian scholars who think that since Guo Jing is a Mongolian subject, he must be loyal to the Mongols. No matter how powerful the Mongols are, they are still a foreign race. Except for the Song Dynasty court, the people with lofty ideals are not weak in their knees. However, even if they are brave, it will not help the overall situation.

……

Inside the study, a middle-aged man in a black robe was waiting there with a solemn expression.

"Da Hu, what is the situation in the Song Dynasty court?"

Da Hu cupped his fist towards Guo Jing and answered solemnly, "My Lord, since the Song Kingdom signed an alliance with the Jin Kingdom, internal strife has begun again. The pro-war and pro-peace factions are blaming each other for the previous defeat. Emperor Zhao is still practicing Taoism in the Taoist Palace and rarely asks about court affairs. His crown prince is seriously ill and has invited many famous doctors to treat him to no avail. Sooner or later, he will die. There will still be waves in the Song Kingdom's court in the future."

"When facing a powerful enemy, they do not think about defending themselves, but instead start fighting among themselves. These officials really open my eyes." After listening, Guo Jing rubbed his brows and sighed, "When I studied history books in the past, I was disappointed with the knowledge of the emperor. But now, the Song Dynasty is even worse than Shi Jingtang."

"It looks like war is about to break out in the south."

"I will ask the treasury to allocate some money to you later to continue to expand your manpower. Jiangnan is the most important place. The Jin people will definitely attack Jinghu next, so we must prepare in advance."

"I obey my orders!"

"You've been traveling around for the past few years. It's time to reunite with your family." Guo Jing patted his shoulder.

Hearing the words, Dahu's eyes were wet at once, nodded silently.

After a while, Da Hu took his leave. When he was about to leave the mansion, the servant stopped him and said, "Sir, the Marquis has prepared the gifts and is in the carriage outside. Please follow me."

He didn't understand what was going on, so he walked to the side door. The carriage at the door was piled with big boxes. When he returned home, his relatives were in tears. After talking to them, he learned that the Marquis' Mansion had been taking care of him all these years. When he opened the big boxes, they were filled with silks, utensils and a dazzling array of other things.

Seeing this, he became more excited.

……

"Everything is arranged?"

Huang Rong stood behind Guo Jing and pressed his shoulders to relax him. When she heard the question, she said softly, "Don't worry, I've sent people to deliver them. They can use them."

Guo Jing nodded, his brows relaxed, "Da Hu has been with me for so many years. Although he is not well-known, his contributions are not small. We should treat him well." Then he asked, "Is my father-in-law still busy?"

"Hmph, what else can I say? The feng shui map you want is too troublesome. Daddy is leading people to consult ancient books and draw it day and night. It may take some time." Huang Rong wrinkled her nose, with a coquettish look on her face, which was beautiful beyond words.

……

Mount Zhongnan, Quanzhen Sect, in front of Chongyang Palace.

Su Ming and the Seven Quanzhen disciples stood in the center of the venue. Except for the deceased Ma Yu, the other six were also here.

Qiu Chuji held a whisk in one hand and a sword in the other, and warned, "Mr. Su, swords have no eyes, be careful!"

Su Ming put one hand behind his back and said in a gentle voice, "Don't worry, I'm just trying out a new move."

After several years of painstaking research and combining various moves, he finally created the sword-fingering martial arts. During the process, he made dozens of cuts and revisions. Now that it is finally completed, he invited the Seven Quanzhen disciples to accompany him to try out the moves.

Su Ming put his two fingers together and held the sword. A sharp sword energy burst out from his fingertips, unstoppable, as if he was holding a peerless sword.

"Wow!"

At this moment, a sharp cry was heard from the sky, and then a black shadow fell from the sky and landed on the roof of the Chongyang Palace. Qiu Chuji and others were not surprised to see the eagle, but their eyes were filled with envy. Even though they had seen it many times, they were still envious every time they saw the eagle. This kind of exotic species was rare.

The big eagle is different from the other species in The Legend of the Condor Heroes. Qiu Chuji and his companions had sparred with the big eagle before and knew that the big eagle was proficient in all kinds of swordsmanship. Moreover, among the Quanzhen Sect, except Qiu Chuji, Wang Chuyi and Hao Datong, the other three were not even the big eagle's match.

Su Ming glanced at the eagle and scolded with a smile, "Your stuff comes fast!"

"Everyone, be careful!" Su Ming reminded, sword energy rising and falling from his fingertips.

Qiu Chuji and the others all bowed to Su Ming, "Mr. Su, please come!"

They all drew their swords and prepared for battle.

Su Ming thrust out his sword, and sharp sword energy burst out, "Lichun!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the sword energy was already in front of them. The expressions of several people changed and they blocked with their long swords. The sword energy fell on the sword tip, causing the sword blade to shake continuously.

"rainwater!"

With another move, sword energy shot out from the fingertips and split into six in the air. The sword energy was like a downpour, with sword shadows everywhere. Qiu Chuji and others all used Quanzhen swordsmanship to fight the enemy. Each move was harmonious and simple, and they had mastered the sword technique deeply.

However, faced with the endless stream of sword energy, Qiu Chuji and others could only struggle to resist and found it difficult to get close.

However, Su Ming changed his tactics again. He slowly extended a finger and pointed, "Jingzhe!"

Before they could close the distance, another powerful sword energy shot out at a speed faster than lightning. It was difficult to capture with the naked eye and could only be resisted by feeling.

"Junior sister!"

It turned out that they didn't receive that move, but Junior Sister Sun Bu'er was hit by the Jingzhe Sword Finger. Although she was not injured, the long sword in her hand was hit by the sword finger. The sharp sword energy on it pierced her palm and caused her to feel severe pain. She couldn't hold it anymore, and the hilt of the sword slipped out of her hand and was actually knocked away. Su Ming shook his head and said to Qiu Chuji who was not far away, "Not enough, Taoist Qiu, you should use the Tiangang Beidou formation. You have too many flaws, otherwise you can't even get close to me three feet away."

"Then it's better to be respectful than to obey!"

Qiu Chuji knew how terrifying Su Ming's strength was. Although there were rumors about the collapse of the Jin Dynasty's palace that year and people scoffed at them, Qiu Chuji did not think the news was false when he heard it, because there really were people in this world who had such strength. Otherwise, how could Ouyang Feng return to the Western Regions?

"Junior brother, form a formation!"

Sun Buer took back the sword and formed a formation with his fellow brothers. With Ma Yu's death, there were only six people left in the Tiangang Big Dipper formation. Qiu Chuji had the most profound skills, so Tianquan was the dimmest among the Big Dipper. However, it was located where the handle and the ring met, making it the most important point. Therefore, Qiu Chuji, who had the strongest martial arts among the seven, took on the task, and everyone's inner strength was concentrated on him.

"Qingming!"

"Gu Yu!"

……

As Su Ming performed his moves one after another, after the six people formed a formation, Qiu Chuji's power increased greatly. With his fellow disciples by his side, he did not need to defend with all his strength. He quickly arrived in front of Su Ming and surrounded him with a formation.

"Big Cold!"

Finally, the sword finger reached the last move, and there was an inexplicable chill in the air. Qiu Chuji only felt a chill rising from the soles of his feet and rushing straight to his head. "How is this possible?"

Wang Chuyi cried out, his face full of shock.

It turned out that they were surrounded by sword energy. The sword energy that Su Ming had just shot out did not dissipate in the surroundings. Instead, it was used by him for his own benefit, condensed into sword energy, and turned into a long river of sword energy that surrounded everyone.

However, the next moment their expressions changed again, and the long river of sword energy only lasted for three breaths before it dissipated with a loud bang.

There was silence all around. When Hao Datong and the others looked at Su Ming again, there was horror on their faces. It was not until now that they understood why their senior brother always advised them to be respectful to Mr. Su. It turned out that it was not only because of his disciple, but also because of his own strength.

They were not unfamiliar with Su Ming's sword finger. The Southern Emperor among the Five Great Masters knew the One Yang Finger. That finger force was a bit like the sword finger, only less sharp and lethal than the sword energy. Just now, this person had been sparring with them, and his sword energy came one after another continuously, but they saw that he seemed to be fine, as if he was not affected at all.

This person's inner strength is so profound, it's terrifying!
Su Ming looked at the long river of sword energy that had just dissipated and sighed in his heart, "It still doesn't work."

With his current skill level, no matter how much sword energy he emits, it will be fine as long as his body can withstand it. If it were before, the meridians in his fingers would probably have been injured. However, after practicing the Dragon Elephant Prajna Technique, he easily reached the fourth level. His meridians became much tougher and could withstand the ravages of sword energy.

The method he used to control the sword energy just now was the sword intent he imagined. Unfortunately, this thing was so mysterious that he still hadn't realized it. The sword finger without sword intent could only be regarded as an enhanced version of the Six Meridians Divine Sword at best. To him, it was like chicken ribs.

Qiu Chuji glanced at the bumpy blue brick ground, pointed his long sword at the ground, and clasped his hands together, "Sir, your martial arts are superb. I admire you." The other five people also echoed with complicated expressions.

Su Ming glanced at them and replied, "The Tiangang Beidou Formation is indeed worthy of its reputation. This formation deserves to be the best formation in the world. However, the Quanzhen Sect's inheritance is not only about swordsmanship. The six of you have your own strengths, and not all of you are good at swordsmanship. If you complement each other, I'm afraid the power of this formation will be even stronger."

To practice swordsmanship, it is usually not feasible to work behind closed doors. Not all of the Seven Quanzhen Masters are wandering warriors. For example, Sun Buer, who likes to practice in the mountains, can achieve twice the result with half the effort by practicing Quanzhen swordsmanship.

When they tried their skills just now, Su Ming could clearly feel the difference in swordsmanship between her and the others.

"I will learn from your words, sir."

……

After leaving a set of White Python Whip Technique to the Quanzhen Sect, Su Ming went down the mountain. He stayed on the mountain for a year, mainly because he wanted to read the martial arts in the Quanzhen Sect's Sutra Library, read widely, and create his own sword-fingering skills.

It’s a pity that he still has a long way to go before he can learn the sword intent.

The more he reaches this point, the more regrettable it feels for Dugu Qiubai. It is a pity that such a character was born in The Legend of the Condor Heroes. If he lived in Huang Yi's martial arts world, he would at least be a martial arts master who could break the void.

After going down the mountain, Su Ming stopped in Guanzhong.

Changan.

Since Guo Jing conquered Guanzhong, Chang'an has been peaceful for several years and has become visibly prosperous. The influence of a unified government on the local area is very significant. The Three Jins and Guanzhong do not have to fight among themselves and are connected with each other. It can be said that it is a rare peace.

The streets are busy with people coming and going. Vendors set up stalls on the streets. Pedestrians are either in a hurry or with their families. Their clothes are tattered and their bodies are not well groomed, but there is a rare sense of peace on their faces.

The market is filled with the atmosphere of urban life and the hustle and bustle of human life.

In the hotel, a drunkard shouted to his companions, "Have you heard? The government is going to change the system again?"

Someone nearby replied, "It seems that the land tax has been reduced again."

A man dressed as an old farmer at the door said with a smile, "Hey, the harvest is good this year, and the land tax has been reduced. I can buy a few more new clothes for my family at the end of the year."

"You know what? The Marquis above us is a very good man. He has already reduced the land tax for the second time. What do you think the higher-ups are after?"

When the old farmer heard this, his face changed immediately. "The Marquis is the reincarnation of a star in the sky. His ancestors were emperors. They are definitely not comparable to ordinary people. It would be great if the Marquis could rule the world."

"That's right, it's not good even if the tax is reduced, why do you care so much?"

At this time, someone else interrupted and said, "If you ask me, you should still be a government soldier. Look at those soldiers. Every time they go out to fight, they make a lot of money. My neighbor's big man fought in two battles and killed three people. When he came back, he got married and got promoted. He also got rewards from above. His children can go to the government school. If they succeed in their studies, they will become government officials."

A middle-aged man sighed, "Official school, my child also went to an official school, but the tuition is a bit high."

The person next to him sneered, "Hey, if you think it's too high, why not give the spot to me? My son hasn't found a way yet."

The middle-aged man put on a stern face and refused directly, "You wish, get out of here."

Su Ming sat in the tavern, listening to the conversations of the guests coming and going, and the smile on his face became more and more intense.

Expanding the government troops, building official schools, and changing the tax system are not easy tasks. It is not easy to achieve this.

(End of this chapter)