From the Ming Dynasty, we will conquer the world

Chapter 14: Two Blood Sutras

After arriving at the inner room, Shen Yishi first explained the recent situation in Hangzhou city.

Ma Ningyuan has now taken control of the overall situation. He pushed everything onto the Eight-Armed Shura's disciple "Xu Tafa" and also sent a secret letter to Xu Wei.

Xu Xing suddenly asked:

"Boss Shen, did Yang Jinshui, who is in charge of the Jiangnan Weaving Bureau, interrogate you about anything afterwards?"

Shen Yishi just smiled and said lightly:
“Pirates also want money, and I am a businessman after all, so it is normal for me to spend money to save my life. Eunuch Yang can understand.

Moreover, things had come to this point where destroying the dikes and flooding the fields was simply impossible. Eunuch Yang was eager to withdraw, pretend that he knew nothing, and distance himself from the matter.

Tafa, you killed that Japanese man in prison earlier, and we also found out his identity. He is the younger brother of Inoue Jusanro.

Since He Maocai captured such a person but did not report it, it was natural that he would provoke revenge from the pirates.

Lord Ma took this opportunity to release all the people in the prison, arguing that the situation was urgent and it was not appropriate to escalate the conflict. "

Although Shen Yishi said it lightly, Xu Xing knew very well how difficult it was to resolve all the loopholes and doubts and make it flawless.

The power and means of Boss Shen should not be underestimated.

After listening to this, Xu Xing also nodded and said:
"Yang Jinshui is a eunuch sent by the palace. Let him write these things into a secret report and submit it to the capital. It would be better to let the emperor see it in advance."

After finishing these serious matters, Shen Yishi smiled and said:
"I came here in secret this time, and I also brought you a box of medicinal herbs and a box of boxing secret manuals. The people who delivered the goods were all my trusted servants who have followed me for decades.

From now on, they will also join the Tide Pavilion, so you don’t have to worry about anyone leaking the secret.”

Seeing that Shen Yishi brought such a generous gift, Xu Xing knew that he must be asking for something, so he simply said:
"Boss Shen, since you have something important to tell me, why not tell me about it? I am not an unreasonable person. Just based on the friendship between you and my uncle, I will not refuse any request."

Xu Xing's words were completely sincere. In fact, he dared to trust Shen Yishi from the beginning because of his connection with his uncle.

Xu Wei's judgment of people has been tested countless times. Over the years, he has never made a mistake, so Xu Xing naturally trusts him.

Seeing Xu Xing being so straightforward and getting straight to the point, Shen Yishi was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly and said:

"Tafa is indeed quick to speak, which makes me seem shy. In that case, I will speak frankly.

I came here this time because I wanted to ask you to take care of my orphan."

Entrust an orphan to someone else? !
Xu Xing's body trembled slightly, and just as he was about to say something, he saw Shen Yishi raise one hand to stop him.

The most wealthy businessman in Jiangnan held the armrest of his chair, stood up, looked out the window, and said leisurely:

"Tafa, you said before that the overall situation could not be reversed by a perfect plan. I didn't want to believe it at first, but after thinking about it carefully, I agreed with you.

Over the years, I have been working in the Weaving Bureau, and what I have seen and heard is simply shocking. Corruption is rampant, exploitation is excessive, and the people at all levels are squandering money and plundering the people. When there is a rebellion, they plunder the merchants.

The Ming Dynasty was already riddled with problems inside and out, and it was only because of the extraordinary skills of Hu Butang and the paperhangers in the cabinet that they were able to create a barely stable situation.

As we have been in this situation for a long time, we gradually get used to it and take many things for granted, but we forget that this is clearly a method of drinking poison to quench thirst and eating up the food for the next year. How can it last long?

In the final analysis, it is just a matter of relying on luck and deceiving oneself."

At this point, Shen Yishi turned around and sighed:
"Your uncle Xu Wenchang and I are close friends in the art of playing the zither.

I know that after he failed in the exams many times, his lifelong wish was to assist Hu Bu Tang, pacify the world, and leave his name in history as a madman, thus proving that he, Xu Wenchang, was not without talent, but that people in the world lacked vision.

To finish the worldly affairs and win a good reputation after death, hey, I, Shen Yishi, have also been well-read in poetry and books since childhood, so how could I not have such a wish?

It’s a pity that my talent and ambition are not as good as your uncle’s. I can only be a businessman who is neither up nor down. In the end, even I am stuck in the mud. How can I have great ambitions?
This matter of dike destruction and farmland flooding must have alarmed the central government. Now He Maocai and Zheng Michang are both dead, and Eunuch Yang has done me a favor. Although I am a businessman, I also know the words loyalty and righteousness, and I don't want to let him down.

Since the court must give an explanation, let me give it.

Throughout my life, I have followed Zheng Michang and others, committed many evil things, and harmed countless people. At least I have done my bit for the benefit of Southeast China.

I will die, but I have a girl at home, and I cannot bear to see her wandering alone. If this happens, I am afraid I will not be able to rest in peace even in my grave."

Talking about the women in his family, this shrewd and skilled businessman with great energy-cultivation skills, who has always been the most unchanging person even when faced with a mountain collapsing in front of him, couldn't help but have tears in his eyes.

Over the years, he has established connections with the palace and seems to have billions of wealth and is in great glory, but in fact, he is just a wedding dress for others and is just keeping the money for safekeeping.

For decades, Shen Yishi has always lived a life of treading on thin ice and trembling in fear. This high pressure has long tormented him.

But once you are involved in the affairs of the palace, how can you get away with it easily?
Shen Yishi had actually anticipated his own fate a long time ago, but when he thought of his family, he still couldn't help but feel sad, and said sadly:

“Tafa, I have entrusted her to Eunuch Yang Jinshui, so I think it should be fine, but I still want to make some more plans.

If things go wrong in the future, please take care of her a little, so that she can have a place to live in this world and live a peaceful life. That is enough, enough..."

The sincerity of these words moved Xu Xing. He stood up and sighed:

"Boss Shen, why is it so? Why is it so?"

Shen Yishi forced a smile and said:

"Tafa, I am sorry to make you laugh at my rudeness."

After pouring out his heart to Xu Xing, Shen Yishi's words and expressions became much more relaxed, and it was obvious that he regarded Xu Xing as a true junior.

After hearing this, Xu Xing shook his head, put on a serious expression, and said:
"A ruthless man may not be a true hero, but a pity for a son is not a husband."

Hearing these two lines of poetry, tears welled up in Shen Yishi's eyes, which were already wet, again. However, he just held Xu Xing's hand, choking with silence.

Xu Xing was a very nostalgic person. Looking at Shen Yishi who was so fragile, he suddenly remembered an old story.

That year, the Xu family was ruined, and he and his uncle fled from Shaoxing to Chun'an, preparing to seek refuge with Yue Daohai, the old owner of Xianchao Pavilion, who had an old relationship with the Xu family and used the alias Liu Guo.

Late one night, they were staying in the wilderness. By the moonlight, they saw a broken tombstone lying by the side of the road, with no one paying attention to it.

When Xu Wei saw the words on the stele, he walked forward and forced himself to identify what was written on the stone.

"Fortunately, all the wise and great officials of later generations will see this..."

Xu Wei read aloud word by word so that Xu Xing could understand it. Although he was only four years old at that time, he had the soul of a time traveler in his body after all, so he could naturally understand the meaning.

What was engraved on the tombstone was the owner's humble plea.

The owner of the tomb said that he was the magistrate of a county in this dynasty. Although he was not very smart, he always loved his people, ruled his subjects with benevolence, and lived frugally. There was nothing in the tomb, and he asked the visitors to be kind and let him rest in peace.

After listening to this, Xu Xing just felt funny.

They had come all the way from Shaoxing, and had seen countless refugees dying in the streets, lying on the roadside, and starving to death. It was already a luxury for the county magistrate to have a grave to rest in, so how could he dare to beg?
Looking at the tombstone that was obviously pulled out by someone, Xu Xing even felt a little pleased and sneered:
"If this is useless, why write it? If it were me, I would rather be burned into ashes and scattered into the river after I die than do such a thing."

After saying this, Xu Xing thought of the hardships he had experienced these days, and felt very angry. He added:

"It's ridiculous."

Xu Wei had been with his nephew for a long time, so he naturally knew that he was extraordinarily intelligent and was not surprised.

Xu Wei was not surprised, but Xu Xing was very surprised.

Because he discovered that his uncle, who had always disregarded etiquette and behaved recklessly, actually showed a rare look of sadness when facing the tombstone.

Xu Wei did not turn around, but just sighed and said in an ambiguous tone:

"It's funny, indeed. But can you understand the sadness behind it, Ah Xing?"

After saying that, Xu Wei stuck the broken tombstone into the soil as a token of his affection. Now seeing Shen Yishi like this, Xu Xing remembered the past and suddenly realized what his uncle meant by the tragic thing.

Doesn’t the owner of the tomb know that these words are bullshit?

Of course he knew.

But what else can we do?
This kind of sadness of trying every possible means, doing everything you can, knowing that it is impossible, and doing a little more no matter what the situation is, in order to be perfect...

Isn’t it just like Shen Yishi now?
Xu Xing was not the kind of person who looked ahead or behind. With his personality, he came here empty-handed, so why not leave empty-handed? He could do whatever he wanted and make a big fuss, which would make his life worthwhile.

But after all these years of wandering around in this world, he finally had close relatives, good friends, and apprentices...

The more he worried about Shen Yishi, the more Xu Xing felt the same way. He didn't say much, but said in a deep voice:

"Don't worry, Boss Shen. I'll take care of this matter."

Every word he spoke was decisive and Shen Yishi could fully feel the firm will contained in it.

Moreover, although Shen Yishi did not mention it, Xu Xing understood one thing very well deep in his heart.

The reason why Shen Yishi was willing to sacrifice his life to give an account to the court was not only to repay the kindness of eunuch Yang, but also to cover up for a man named Xu.

What's more, this incident was also caused by the fact that Xu Xing forcibly detonated the conflict in the southeast by killing officials.

——In other words, if Shen Yishi died because of this incident, then he, Xu, could be considered one of the driving forces behind it.

Xu Xing also knew that changing rice crops to mulberry trees in Zhejiang was a dead end, and he knew that if things continued as they were, Shen Yishi would be dead sooner or later.

After all, this wealthy businessman has been exposed to too many inside stories and is weak and powerless. No matter which side it is, he cannot live in peace.

Moreover, as Shen Yishi said, no matter what the reason was, he was indeed an accomplice to the evildoers in his life, and he did not deserve to die.

Xu Xing knew that even if he had to choose again, he would still do the same.

But not regretting does not mean that Xu Xing does not feel aggrieved.

If it were not for the pressure of the world and the current situation, how could Shen Yishi, those people suffering in prison, and even many kind-hearted people have come to this point?

Those people behind the scenes, who committed such evil deeds, are still high and mighty, and are so righteous, what kind of explanation do they need? !

Thinking of this, the joy in Xu Xing's heart after breaking through to the Grandmaster level disappeared, because he deeply understood a truth from it.

——There are many problems in this world that cannot be solved with his boxing skills.

Xu Xing was not unaware of this truth. Holding the stone mirror, he knew the insignificance of the Grandmaster better than anyone else in the world.

This is just the first step in a long journey.

But he is also a human being, and he will eventually feel a little proud of his own achievements.

Now, even these little bits of complacency have been wiped out by the cruel reality.

Fortunately, Xu Xing has never been a stubborn person who is willing to admit defeat. Instead, this kind of setback has aroused all his fighting spirit, will to fight, and wildness.

He now has only one wish, which is to become stronger, stronger, and stronger!
If the Grand Master cannot do something, then the Martial Saint will do it. If the Martial Saint still cannot do it, then the Human Immortal will do it!

Even though there is always helplessness, the stronger the person is, the less helplessness there will be!
Xu Xing did not say these words out loud, but kept them in his heart, just like a roc that needs to accumulate wind before flapping its wings to fly.

It is said that if the wind is not strong enough, it will not have the strength to carry a large wing.

But once he has accumulated enough, Xu Xing will make sure that everyone in the world knows what it means to soar up to 90,000 miles, to break through the clouds and to carry the blue sky!

After the two of them made a gentleman's agreement, Shen Yishi wiped his tears and returned to his usual gentle and elegant self, without showing any signs of being emotional just now. He slowly said:

“Tafa, what you just said are just some of my thoughts. This next thing is what I really want to give to you.

Do you know the old stories of Mount Wudang?"

"Oh?"

Xu Xing was naturally well aware of this past event and said directly:
"Master once said that Emperor Zhengde issued the Imperial Martial Arts Order and conferred the title of Loyal and Brave Martial Arts on all the sects in the world. This was because he wanted to unify the forces in the martial arts world, accept all martial arts, and create the only 'Martial Emperor' in the history.

Although the martial artists were unwilling, they could only make excuses and did not dare to openly disobey the emperor's will.

Only Wudang Mountain flatly refused.

Emperor Zhengde then mobilized the Shenjiying soldiers, several thousand of them, more than a thousand muskets, and more than eighty field cannons to bombard Mount Wudang.

After several days and nights of fierce fighting, this once world-famous martial arts holy land disappeared, and the Shenji Camp also suffered heavy losses.

Wudang leader Yao Lianzhou was sent out by the elders and joined forces with the former Ning Wang Zhu Chenhao, starting the Ning Wang Rebellion.

In the end, it was the Heart Saint Wang Yangming who took action and killed Yao Lianzhou, who was known as "the best man in the world", on the battlefield, and finally quelled the turmoil and stopped the rebellion. "

Shen Yishi nodded and said:

"However, it was also this battle that made the government and the people realize how much damage a large group of boxers could cause, so they sent out palace masters to survey the martial arts world and wrote a book called "Wu Zhi Lu" to serve as a warning.

However, this was not the real purpose of Emperor Zhengde at the beginning.

Wudang has two sins.

Firstly, they combined the gunpowder refined by the alchemy technique with mechanical technology to create weapons that were not inferior to the three-eyed fire guns of the Shenjiying. Although the scale was still small, it had shaken the foundation of the country after all.

The second is also the most important one.

You should know that Emperor Zhengde was also an extremely rare master of boxing.

For a man like him who has great power and unrivaled martial arts skills, there are very few things worth pursuing in this world. The so-called "Martial Emperor" is just an empty title.

What he really wants is a martial arts path that will take him from a human to an immortal."

Xu Xing's eyes flickered for a moment, and he continued:

"You mean, the Sanfeng Blood Sutra?"

The Sanfeng Blood Classic was written by the founder of Wudang, Zhang Sanfeng, when he was 120 years old. Feeling that it was hard to find the immortal path and to achieve alchemy, he made a great wish and wrote it with his own blood.

It is said that it contains the secrets of alchemy. Whoever can understand the true meaning can achieve the body of an immortal.

Shen Yishi laughed and couldn't help but sigh:

"It is the Sanfeng Blood Sutra. Unfortunately, although Emperor Zhengde is highly skilled in boxing, he still cannot understand Yao Lianzhou's realm, allowing him to escape with the Blood Sutra, and finally causing a huge uproar."

He turned his head, stared at Xu Xing, and said word by word:
"These two blood scriptures are what I want to give you."

As he spoke, Shen Yishi took out two yellowed manuscripts from his sleeves. He slowly turned to the first page, and the main text of the scriptures written in blood came into view.

Even the essence and blood of a real person could not withstand the long passage of time, and the densely packed dark red characters began to fade.

But Xu Xing could still feel the profound will preserved between the brushstrokes and the pen tip.

Even with his state of mind and concentration, he couldn't help but tremble.

You know, just half of Bodhidharma's body is enough to cause countless bloody storms in the martial arts world and provoke a master-level strongman like the Wheel-Turning King to take action, let alone the complete Sanfeng Blood Sutra?
Who wouldn't want to find out the secret of Wukouxianmen?

(End of this chapter)