From the Ming Dynasty, we will conquer the world

Chapter 11: The Five Lakes and Four Seas, Waves Rising in the Southeast

Looking at Lian Sheng's body, Xu Xing sighed for a long time.

It is difficult to obtain the Tao, and even more difficult to maintain the Tao.

It is extremely difficult to be sincere and upright at all times, not be confused by external things, and not lose your ambition.

Even a great boxer like Lian Sheng, who was just one step away from becoming a grandmaster, could not persist and ultimately gave up halfway.

However, this emotion was fleeting. Xu Xing picked up the mixed iron stick with one foot, picked up the long stick with his still intact left hand, and turned around.

He tilted the iron rod, turned his head and looked at Zheng Michang, Ma Ningyuan and Shen Yishi who were hiding in the corner and shivering, and asked calmly:

"Who is Zheng Michang?"

Zheng Michang forced a smile. Just as he calmed himself down and was about to say something, Xu Xing kicked up a piece of gravel and pierced his throat.

Since there was no need to torture him for information, Xu Xing naturally didn't bother to waste time talking to this beast and just let him be a fool.

Xu Xing looked at the two people again, his tone unchanged, and asked again:
"Who is Ma Ningyuan?"

Now, he is like the God of Death holding the Book of Life and Death, ready to take someone's life with just a stroke of the judge's pen.

Ma Ningyuan was so frightened that his legs were shaking and he could not speak. However, Shen Yishi stared at Xu Xing and suddenly said:

"Master Xu, my name is Shen Yishi, and I'm a good friend of your uncle.

This Lord Ma is not an unforgivable person. If you kill him, there will be no one in Hangzhou to take charge of the affairs, which may harm the overall situation in the southeast."

Shen Yishi spoke these words very quickly, obviously fearing that Xu Xing would act impulsively and send Ma Ningyuan to death.

"Oh?"

Xu Xing looked up in surprise. He didn't expect that there was someone here who knew him and his uncle.

He was about to say something when a large group of people came rushing in from behind him. They were all farmhands from the manor.

They were holding torches and various weapons. As soon as they stepped over the threshold, they saw the tragic scene of the reception room with the floor in a mess and blood all over the floor. They immediately pointed their swords, spears, and halberds at Xu Xing.

Shen Yishi's face suddenly changed, and he shouted angrily:
"go out!"

The farmhands looked at each other in bewilderment. The head guard was about to say something when he saw his master looking at him with a cold gaze.

He immediately shuddered, and without saying a word, he led his men out.

Xu Xing looked at Shen Yishi, with an extra layer of surprise in his eyes. This man really had some skills to be able to train his servants to be so disciplined.

He dragged the iron rod and came to Shen Yishi, nodded slightly, and said:

"Are you the most wealthy businessman in Jiangnan, Shen Yishi? I heard my uncle mention you. He said that although you are a businessman, you are rare to not have a lot of money smell, and you are also a half-elegant person."

Hearing this comment, Shen Yishi sighed and said with a wry smile:
"Wen Chang is still so mean. He is not a half-hearted person. He just scolded me, Shen, for being neither down-to-earth nor up-to-earth, and being able to be a businessman stuck in the mud."

Xu Xing said seriously:
"It is rude to scold a father in front of his son. My uncle treats me like his own father. Boss Shen, you shouldn't say that."

However, thinking of his uncle's sharp tongue, Xu Xing couldn't hold it in anymore and burst into laughter:

"However, given his personality, this is probably what he meant."

Shen Yishi also laughed and said slowly: "Your uncle wrote to me before, asking me to take care of you more, but now it seems..."

Looking around the living room, he couldn't help but sigh: "With your level of boxing skills, why do you need me to take care of you?"

Xu Xing thought of that thin figure, his smile faded, but he felt a warm feeling in his heart. He waved his hand and said with emotion:

"The old man just likes to think about things."

Although Xu Xing and his uncle were rarely together because of his boxing practice, the two had similar personalities and often communicated through letters, so their feelings were deep and extraordinary.

After saying that, Xu Xing looked at Ma Ningyuan again and said slowly:

“As for this guy surnamed Ma, I thought he was the same kind of person as Zheng Michang and He Maocai. However, what he said just now was quite courageous and courageous.

In this case, I will let this man go for now. He arrested my disciple Qi Dazhu for no reason, so let my disciple come and ask for the account himself."

Just now, although Xu Xing was outside the house, he could hear the conversation in the living room clearly with his extraordinary hearing.

After hearing Ma Ningyuan's decisive words just now, his impression of the Hangzhou prefect changed greatly.

He knew that this was Hu Zongxian's most trusted confidant, and he also understood that Ma Ningyuan was a man of integrity and courage.

In this case, there is no need for Xu Xing to kill him.

Of course, how to deal with this person in the end will depend on Qi Dazhu's opinion.

Now, let him play his role in the position he is good at.

Thinking of this, Xu Xing said again:
"However, he must first release the farmers who were wrongly accused in prison, clear their names, and restore their innocence."

Before Shen Yishi could speak, Ma Ningyuan immediately said:

"Of course, of course."

Only then did Xu Xing nod slightly.

Shen Yishi could tell that even with Xu Wenchang's relationship, Xu Xing still changed his mind because of his own rules and temper.

It is obvious that this is a person who acts according to his own rules and is not affected by the outside world.

Thinking of this, Shen Yishi became curious and couldn't help asking:
"Master Xu, I don't think you are the kind of person who acts recklessly and without regard for the consequences. If I were not here today, how would you deal with it?"

Xu Xing sneered, his eyes sparkling, and said leisurely:

"Zheng Michang and his people, regardless of the situation in the southeast, mobilized the government troops to forcibly trample the seedlings and promote the conversion of rice to mulberry. They must have been under pressure from the court.

This also means that the contradictions and differences between the Yan Party and the Qingliu in the court have reached a peak, and a fight is inevitable.

I have also heard a little about Hu Butang's personality. He is mindful of Yan Song's kindness and is unwilling to join the upright ranks and oppose this old villain. He also does not want to see the people in chaos, so he can only work hard in secret.

In the end, he will most likely be the one to clean up this mess.

In this case, I might as well kill all of these people in the name of Japanese pirates, and then notify my uncle to take over.

After several senior officials affiliated with the Yan Party died, even if Hu Butang did not want to take action, in order to guard against Zhu Tiandu, he could only take the entire Zhejiang area and even the southeast into his control first, and use this as a foundation to integrate his strength.

After this change, the imperial court should also realize that the situation in the southeast is already turbulent and will collapse at any moment. The national policy of "changing rice to mulberry" is no longer feasible. "

After listening to Xu Xing's plan, Shen Yishi had to admit that although the young man's actions seemed reckless and dangerous, they were actually quick and decisive in cutting through the mess.

His move of acting first and reporting later and withdrawing the general's chariot was tantamount to forcing the southeastern parties to advance and accelerate the division. It was also a good way to break the impasse.

Thinking of the poem Xu Xing had just recited, Shen Yishi couldn't help but secretly praise him in his heart.

Wenchang's nephew is indeed a man of both civil and military talents. It would be a waste for him to be just a warrior who only knows how to swing his fists.

He couldn't help but speak, exclaiming:
"If this plan is implemented, it will be perfect and will ensure that the southeast is worry-free."

After realizing that Xu Xing was not the unreasonable person, Shen Yishi felt at ease and changed the slightly distant name "Master Xu" to a more intimate courtesy name.

Upon hearing this, Xu Xing just sighed and shook his head without saying anything.

Even Ma Ningyuan who was standing by couldn't help but asked:
"Master Xu, what does this mean?"

Having been an official for many years, Ma Ningyuan was naturally good at observing people's words and expressions, so he followed Shen Yishi's call and called him "Master Xu". Although he was indignant that Xu Xing tried to coerce Hu Butang and force the governor of Zhejiang to make a decision, he had to admit that this was indeed a good idea.

Moreover, in the world, the only person who has the ability and means to put this strategy into practice is probably Xu Xing.

Xu Xing waved the iron stick in his hand and answered calmly:
"Nothing in the world is perfect. Now the group of people in the court have almost gone crazy. The Yan Party, the Qingliu, and even the emperor himself are all working hard on it. They will not stop.

Among these forces, I am afraid that none of them really hopes for a better life in the southeast. The Yan Party is the emperor's white glove, and their plan to replace rice with mulberry is just to reap money.

If they don't change rice to mulberry, they will have other means.

Most of the Qingliu also hoped to take this opportunity to force the Southeast to rebel and make the situation unmanageable, forcing the old emperor, who was very careful about his reputation, to abandon the Yan Party for the sake of his reputation.

What's more, Zhu Tiandu is not someone who can be easily dealt with. Will he really sit back and watch the situation in the southeast become turbulent without intervening?

With internal and external troubles coming together, this is a situation where the building is about to collapse. How can a so-called perfect plan prevent it? "

Thanks to his vision that was ahead of his time and the historical intelligence at his disposal, Xu Xing's analysis of the situation was truly incisive.

Ma Ningyuan and Shen Yishi were stunned and could not believe that such insightful words came from the mouth of a martial artist.

They didn't even notice the disrespect towards the emperor in Xu Xing's words.

Seeing the two people's shocked expressions, Xu Xing sighed again and shook his head:
"Since the situation has come to this, people like you and me can only fight for our own survival.

I hope that my actions can buy more time for Hu Butang and his men to reorganize their military affairs and prepare for the war."

After saying that, Xu Xing no longer paid attention to the two people who were lost in thought. He turned around and ran to Lian Sheng's body, reaching out to feel around.

After practicing boxing in the north for many years, Xu Xing also developed a habit. Every time he killed a boxer, he would loot the body.

The martial arts heritage of this world has always been extremely confidential and solemn.

The martial arts world has had the concept of closed-door disciples since ancient times. These disciples have received the true teachings and have to hang up a curtain to cover themselves when practicing, so that even family members are not allowed to watch.

Therefore, the martial arts industry has another name, called "Guazixing".

Therefore, most boxers who have mastered the skills will keep the most essential boxing manuals inherited from their master close to them to prevent them from being taken advantage of by villains.

Fortunately, the most essential parts of these martial arts traditions are often short and easy to carry.

As the Zen saying goes, "Three Canons and twelve divisions, one sentence of Caoxi is lost."

The more advanced the boxer's boxing skills are, the more likely he will keep these secrets close to him.

Because they believe that being by their side is the safest place in the world.

When Xu Xing was just starting out, he didn't know all this. It was only from the mouth of Lu Zhu, a young "old hand", that he understood this truth and then developed the habit.

Apart from exchanging boxing manuals with northern boxers, most of his various boxing skills were learned in this way.

Thinking of the days when they traveled together and every time they defeated a strong enemy, they would use boxing to decide who could touch the corpse first, Xu Xing couldn't help but smile and miss his old friend.

I just don’t know how the little monk is doing in Shaolin?

Xu Xing touched and indeed found a leather booklet from Lian Sheng's chest.

He just weighed it with his wrist and rubbed it lightly with his fingers, and he knew that this was a good product.

Generally speaking, what can be recorded on this kind of parchment are the essences passed down by various schools for many years, rather than the personal experience of the boxer.

Moreover, the paper feels rough and it is obvious that it has been flipped day and night.

But Xu Xing opened it with great expectations, only to find that this was not a boxing secret book at all, but an account book.

He was a little disappointed at first, but after a quick glance, he found that the record was actually a record of the Blackstone organization accepting bribes from various officials and doing dirty work for them.

Xu Xing glanced sideways and saw that Shen and Ma were not paying attention to this, so he quietly put the account book into his sleeve.

Although he had a vague plan in his mind, he still decided to hand the account book to Xu Wei.

It would be better to let my uncle, who has a lot of bad intentions, do this kind of work that requires a lot of thought and effort.

Xu Xing also realized one thing. If he killed this man, he might have a high position in the Black Stone organization and might cause trouble in the future.

Thinking of this, Xu Xing suddenly remembered that he seemed to have deliberately kept something from someone just now.

I don’t know whether she resisted the disease or not. If she didn’t die, I’d like to ask her.

During the fierce fight just now, Xu Xing had actually tried his best to hold back when he kicked Xiyu.

Because he suddenly remembered that Lu Zhu had mentioned this female swordsman to him, saying that she still had some conscience and might have a chance to turn around.

Although Xu Xing teased Lu Zhu as a playboy monk because of this, when he really met Xiyu, he still remembered his friend's advice and tried his best not to harm her life.

Of course, if Xiyu really couldn't survive that kick and died on the spot, Xu Xing would be helpless.

After all, it was a fight between two masters and the situation was critical, so he had no choice but to do it.

Fortunately, although Xiyu is proficient in swordsmanship, he also has the essence of Wudang Tai Chi palm technique.

Between life and death, although she failed to defend against Xu Xing's double-legged kick, she was able to use Tai Chi power to eliminate most of the force and save her life.

He walked forward slowly, put his finger in front of Xiyu's nose, and felt a faint breath, and nodded unconsciously.

As expected, he is not dead. Good.

When you see the little monk again in the future, give this woman to him as a gift of reunion.

When Xu Xing thought of Lu Zhu's possible reaction, he found it extremely amusing and couldn't help but smile. He immediately finalized the matter.

Then, Xu Xing came to Lei Bin again, rubbed him for a long time, and finally took out a blood-soaked booklet from his lower back, which recorded the essence of the "Mian Zhang Short Fight" technique.

Xu Xing didn't know that professional killers like Hei Shi were not like ordinary boxers. Most of their martial arts were trained by masters within the organization, so they naturally didn't carry any secret manuals.

Among them, Lei Bin was an exception who changed his career halfway. He also had some thoughts of retiring, so he carried the secret book of boxing with him.

Looking at this only gain, Xu Xing couldn't help but sigh. Fortunately, this man didn't hide the booklet in front of his chest. If he had been hit by his "old bear hitting a tree", the secret book would have been shattered on the spot.

Not bad, at least there was something to gain.

Xu Xing was not greedy, he came here to kill people and eliminate evil, and to solve some problems for his uncle. Finding an account book and a secret book was already a pleasant surprise and a comfort.

After Xu Xing finished looting the secret book of boxing, Shen Yishi and Ma Ningyuan finally came to their senses.

But Ma Ningyuan was still a little timid in front of Xu Xing, and was unwilling to step forward. Shen Yishi took advantage of his relationship with Xu Xing and stepped forward without hesitation and asked:
"Tafa, according to your plan, which of the thirty-six ships should we arrange for today's scene?"

Although Shen Yishi was capable of arranging this matter, he still wanted to know who Xu Xing originally planned to frame.

Without any hesitation, Xu Xing took out a well-wrapped flag from his sleeve. It was a large flag with golden patterns, and on it was embroidered a lifelike and unruly roc.

Shen Yishi took the flag and his body shook.

Xu Xing stroked the cloth, his eyes showing nostalgia, and said slowly:
"This flag has been silent for many years. Now that the world is in turmoil and people are displaced, it is time for it to see the light of day again."

Shen Yishi turned the flag over and saw five large, solemn and awe-inspiring characters engraved on the back.

"Filial piety from all corners of the world!"

This is exactly the dragon head flag of the eight-armed Shura Yue Daohai, the “second best man in the world”!
(End of this chapter)