Dajing Sun and Moon

Chapter 174 The Spring Breeze is Ruthless

The little monk's eyes lit up, and his face immediately became serious, and he said respectfully, "My little monk, thank you, old benefactor Song."

Song He smiled and waved his hand.

After a few people reminiscing about the old days, Tian Xin stepped forward, bowed his head slightly, and met him with the respect of the world: "He Wuqing said that Tian Xin has met the old Song Song."

Song He stroked his beard and smiled, "Miss Tianxin is from the mountain, so there is no need to be polite."

Just kidding, the great Confucian who can discuss the Tao with the abbot of Fukong Temple, even if it is a mortal, is not something she can underestimate.

Immediately saluted meticulously: "The sage is in front, dare not be rude."

The old man smiled, and after pondering for a while, he said: "Miss Tianxin, I see that your aura is round and exquisite, and you seem to be a person who has cultivated the Tao and realized the Dharma. It is just around the corner to realize the profound and true."

He paused, and said slowly: "However, the so-called success in this is also a failure in this. The girl must go down the mountain because of love."

His eyes were deep, and there seemed to be a flash of wisdom, and he said softly: "Although this old man is half a year older than you, he knows very little about love. Yu, it can be seen that the way of love is extraordinary."

When she said this, Tianxin's eyes drooped, her cold cheeks were tense, she pursed her lips, as if she was not convinced.

The old man smiled, and quietly glanced at Xia Houchun with his cloudy eyes, which seemed to have a lot of meaning.

He laughed and said: "The Tao of Ruthless comes from Xuanzong's lineage of heaven. This Tao has always been based on the purpose of 'the world is not benevolent, and everything is a humble dog'. At present, there are very few people who have achieved great success in this way, but all cultivators follow this way. Therefore, there is a metaphor of thousands of troops and horses crossing the single-plank bridge."

He stared up and asked with a smile: "Do you think you can kill those people on Tiandu Peak?"

Tian Xin frowned, seemingly displeased in his heart, and said lightly: "I belong to the same lineage as Xuanzong, how can I kill each other? Song Lao is too worried."

The old man seemed to be smiling but not smiling, "Miss, what you said is wrong, don't you know that you walk alone in the Tao, do you have me without you?"

The more Xiahou Chun beside him heard, the more he felt that something was wrong, and he always felt that Mr. Song was leading Tianxin to go astray.

There seemed to be impatience between Tianxin's brows, could this old man be targeting him?He spoke earnestly and gently to the monk, greeted old friends from the past, and presented handwritten notes on the leftover thoughts. How could he become a thorn in her side?
She snorted coldly in her heart, could it be that the worldly people are so snobbish, seeing that she has no one to back her up and protect her, they would humiliate her like this?
The old man staggered forward, his eyes were deep and unfathomable, and his deep eyes seemed to be able to cross thousands of mountains and rivers, and reach a certain peak that broke through the clouds. He said softly: "Do you know how many disciples Xuanzong had who practiced the ruthless way 200 years ago?" ?”

"Five thousand!"

The old man spit out two words softly.

Tianxin was startled when he heard the words, "Impossible!"

Song He smiled kindly and said: "Back then, Xuanzong's five thousand disciples all practiced the way of ruthlessness. Xuanhuazhou, which is outstanding and beautiful, has only selected five thousand disciples with spiritual roots from billions of living beings, and it can be called the elite. The elites are all the ones out of a hundred."

"Once they all succeed in cultivation, this world will completely become a world of profound cultivation."

Having said that, the old man suddenly sighed, "It's a pity."

After a little silence, Tianxin understood, and suddenly asked, "Where did they all go?"

Without making her doubt, the old man stood with his sleeves covered, his eyes indifferent, and he said lightly: "They were all slaughtered."

Tianxin's eyes widened suddenly, with a look of astonishment on his face.

"impossible!!"

The old man looked calm and did not defend himself.

Tian Xin was trembling all over. After a while, she pursed her thin lips and trembled slightly, and said hoarsely, "Who is that person?"

Immediately afterwards, the old man smiled softly, "Who is that person?"

The old man looked at her with a half-smile, "What do you think?"

Tian Xin choked for breath, as if she couldn't believe it.

The old man took a deep look at her, and said softly: "That's all the old man said, Miss Tianxin should prepare as soon as possible, in case of unexpected events."

In case of unexpected events?What's wrong?
The old man reminded her to be careful in everything he said.

Especially the culprit back then.

Tianxin's heart was in a mess, and his face was changing.

Xia Houchun said softly: "The soldiers will block the water and cover them with soil, don't worry."

His lips twitched, hesitant to speak.

In fact, he wanted to say that everything was still with him, but he felt that there was no reason, let alone qualification.

The two are called fellows, but they are just passers-by. The fate and entanglement are not deep. In this kind of relationship, it is especially taboo to talk about shallow words.

After a long time, Tian Xin forced a smile on his stern face, "Thank you, Senior Song, for your teaching."

The old man waved his hand, and seemed to be a little disappointed.

After waiting for everyone to salute, Murong Yan drew back his clothes and smiled respectfully, "Nan Chu Murong Yan pays respects to Mr. Song."

Hearing the name of Southern Chu, Song He's muddy eyes flashed a strange color, as if there was a flash of light, he smiled flatly, "Southern Chu has a lot of water, comfortable and clean, suitable for raising people, why did Miss Murong go north?"

Xia Houchun opened his mouth when he heard the words, and was about to explain, but Murong Yan didn't wait for him to speak, and raised his eyes to meet the deep eyes of the old man, his heart trembled, and his heroic spirit restrained.

She wanted to get away with it, but after some conversation with the cicada just now, she knew that this old man was unusual, so in this moment, her thoughts circulated, and after careful consideration, she decided to tell the truth.

She immediately lowered her eyebrows, gritted her silver teeth lightly, lifted her robe, and replied respectfully, "Don't dare to hide from Senior Song. Since Murong is a survivor of the Southern Chu royal family, he bears the responsibility of revival."

As soon as this remark came out, even Xia Houchun felt the atmosphere was a bit stagnant. He was startled. He suddenly remembered that this Song He Song Shangshu seemed to be a master of Confucianism, and he had always abided by the "way of monarch and minister", so naturally he could not be divided The act of enclosing the border with soil, especially the earth-shattering event of restoring the country of Southern Chu, will undoubtedly be punished.

"Ok?"

Sure enough, the old man's complexion suddenly sank, and his aura rose instantly. He immediately changed from a skinny old man who was dying of old age to a courtier of Dajing who held great power!
Looking carefully, the old man seems to have a noble and righteous energy running through his body, and the warm sun above his head is pouring out, and the light is shining brightly, which looks a bit bright and majestic.

His eyes were deep, and in the deepest part of his cloudy eyes, there seemed to be a bit of killing intent.

For such remnants of the previous dynasty, especially the rebels who are obsessed with restoring the country, the old man has always advocated cutting the grass and roots. With a flick of his sleeve and robe, he said coldly:
"Why, do you still want to use the power of the prince to seek rebellion and restore the country?"

Murong Yan opened her mouth, not knowing how to explain it, although she did have this intention at the beginning, but after a long time of love, the obsession with restoring the country gradually weakened, and it was no longer so strong.

But if this matter is told, the old Shangshu in front of him will not believe it.

Being in a dilemma, Xia Houchun said, "Elder Song, don't worry, Murong has already explained to me the cause and effect of this matter, and he has promised that he will never have any thoughts of restoring the country. Please spare her life."

madness!

Song He's eyes were cold, he glanced at Xia Houchun, and was about to reprimand him severely, but when he thought that the prince was already an adult, he could only forcefully suppress his anger, and said with a displeased expression:
"You are the crown prince of Dajing, and you should put the interests of the court first in your thoughts and thoughts. How can you act so unwisely?"

There seemed to be disappointment in the eyes of the old man, and it was fine to bring a remnant of the previous dynasty along with him, but he turned a blind eye to this woman's plot to split up the Dajing country. Is this what a prince should do?

Xia Houchun smiled wryly, this old man is just too loyal, loyal to the Dajing royal family, but he often wants to drive and kill the foreign people in order to strengthen the border defense of Dajing.

He was about to explain again, but the old man waved his hand suddenly, "Forget it, there is no need to talk about this matter, the old man is also getting old, I will not meddle in the affairs of you young people."

After finishing speaking, he turned and entered the mansion.

A few people were left looking at each other, staring at each other.

Shi Chan was dumbfounded, the old man suddenly turned his face and went in, what does that mean?
Then the promise to give the little monk the book of the presiding abbot's heart method, does it still count?

swordsman:..

No one cares about cooperating with him, a sword master.

Murong Yan, who was kneeling, had a bitter expression on his face, a little at a loss.

Tian Xin frowned, and squinted at Xia Houchun, she is your little lover, just let the old man be so humiliated, you don't express your opinion?
But when Xia Houchun was hesitating whether to pay a visit to the mansion, a sullen voice came from inside, "What are you still doing at the door, it's windy, snowy and cold outside, it's so cold, come in quickly."

There was a creaking sound of stepping on the snow, and the little girl named Song Xiaowan rushed over, panting heavily, looked shyly at Xia Houchun, stepped forward to support Murongyan, and whispered:

"I'm sorry, my grandpa is old and stupid. He didn't mean to target you. It's just that when Nanzhao rebelled, my second uncle and the others died in the battle because they resisted the bandits. That's why grandpa has some prejudices against people in the south. I hope you don't mind." what."

Nanzhao rebellion?A few people raised their brows, and they all looked towards the direction of Prince Jin's mansion, yes, another bad debt, that Prince Jin was really a bit of a jerk when he was young.

Xia Houchun bent down, helped Murong Yan up with the little girl, and said softly to Song Xiaowan: "Xiao Wan'er, lead them to rest, I'll go see your grandfather."

Song Xiaowan wrinkled Xiaoqiong's nose, snorted coquettishly, tilted his head, and raised his chin in a certain direction, "Hey, go quickly."

Xia Houchun nodded to Shi Chan, Tian Xin and Swordsman, "You go to Xiao Wan'er to rest for a while."

Song Xiaowan's bright eyes flickered again and again, "Aren't you resting at my house?"

Xia Houchun and the others were startled when they heard the words, even Tian Xin, who was as cold as ice, couldn't help but relax, and suddenly said a word: "Okay."

This little girl was born in a wealthy family, but she is still pure and kind, with a pure heart, which is rare in the world.

Shi Chan put his hands together, recited the Buddha's name, smiled peacefully, nodded and said: "The little monk and others will bother you a lot."

Song Xiaowan waved her hands again and again, and said with a smile: "It's a great pleasure to have friends coming from afar. I'm very happy that you can stay at my house, and our house is very hospitable."

hospitable?I'm afraid it's not likely.

Tian Xin pursed her mouth secretly, remembering what Song He said just now, her cold state of mind was no longer the same as before.

She was a little confused, could it be that the ruthless way is really a dead end?

Shi Zen glanced at Xia Houchun, who had gentle brows and eyes, covered in brocade robes, indescribably suave and suave, inexhaustibly handsome and resolute, he cursed a scumbag in his heart, and secretly sighed the injustice of the sky.

But he joked in his mouth: "I'm afraid it's not just because of hospitality."

Xiao Nizi's pink cheeks flushed, she snorted arrogantly, and put her hands on her hips, "I want you to take care of it!"

Zhizen chuckled.

Murong Yan remained silent, his former eager eyes gradually dimmed, as if the little girl who was immersed in love gradually regained her senses.

Song Xiaowan waved her fist and said arrogantly: "Go, Miss Murong will be taken care of by me."

Xia Houchun nodded slightly and was about to take a step when the swordsman raised his head and suddenly said, "I'm going to leave for a while."

Everyone was startled when they heard the words, and turned their heads together, as if they were facing this taciturn middle-aged swordsman squarely this time.

Xia Houchun came back to his senses, smiled and said: "You and I have already made a covenant, fellow Taoists can come and go freely."

The swordsman looked calm, "That's good."

After speaking, he turned to leave.

Tianxin raised her eyebrows. The swordsman came after Xiao Hanchen and Puji after they left one after another. The two had a private conversation. The killer invited by the prince Xia Houqing decided to change course and followed Xia Houchun.

"Wait!"

Xia Houchun suddenly stopped him, and the middle-aged swordsman turned around.

After calling the other party to stop, Xia Houchun untied the Zigui sword, under the discoloration of Tianxin and the move of Zhichan, he threw the sword to the swordsman, and said seriously: "Just do it, if anything happens, I will take care of it for you. "

The swordsman took the Zigui sword, held the blade, and after a moment of silence, looked up at Xia Houchun: "After this incident, my life will be yours."

Shi Chan's eyebrows twitched, how could he hand over his life while chatting.

This makes him how to carry out his work in the future.

Xia Houchun waved his hand, "There's no need to do that, you and I just take what we need, and that's the same sentence, come and go freely."

The swordsman nodded, hesitated for a moment, took half a step back, and saluted Xia Houchun with his sword.

Immediately turned around and left, under the gaze of Xia Houchun and others, his silent figure disappeared on the snowy street.

Tianxin's eyes flashed, and he asked in a cold voice: "He has given his life to you, why don't you accept it? After training, maybe he will be a top thug again in the future."

Xia Houchun snorted softly, and replied casually: "A real swordsman can only play the greatest role if he strikes the sword without any scruples. What's more, if I really agree, he will have something in his heart even if he doesn't say it. Stress, over time, will form lumps, and will eventually break up."

He shook his head, "With such a tone, if you don't let it go freely, maybe there will be unexpected joy."

Shi Chan nodded and said with a smile: "Peaches and plums don't say anything, but the next step is a path, that's the reason."

Song Xiaowan tilted her head and pondered for a while, then turned her head to look at Xia Houchun, and asked solemnly: "Is he going to kill someone? By the way, you have to prove it for me, I didn't drive him away."

Xia Houchun smiled. Under Tianxin and Murongyan's exploration, he hesitated for a while, and he was able to tell the bizarre story of the middle-aged swordsman in a few words. After a little consideration:

"It's not that he bears the hatred of his family and country. It's just that when he was walking in the rivers and lakes with a sword, a certain cardamom girl took a second look at him in the crowd. When she looked back, she smiled shyly, and it has been haunting him for 20 years."

Tianxin snorted coldly, "I didn't expect swordsmanship to be so superb, he must be a master of the rivers and lakes, but he turned out to be so cowardly, I looked up to him."

Murong Yan actually agrees with this, but he can't say it so bluntly, she raised her head slightly, her eyes were dim, and she asked softly: "Since you love that woman so much, why didn't you marry her?"

Xia Houchun's eyes were inexplicably deep, and he said softly: "That is the daughter of the Wang family."

As soon as this remark came out, several people were completely speechless.

The Wang family of Langyuan, the head of the nine aristocratic families, is the most powerful family in the world!

Not to mention mere rivers and lakes swordsmen, even ordinary wealthy businessmen who want to marry a woman from the Wang family can't get it, and they can't even pass the threshold.

Song Xiaowan's Lingxiu eyeballs rolled around, and after blinking and blinking, she carefully asked, "Is it the one on Fenghuang Street at the North Gate?"

Shi Chan asked in a low voice: "Do you know this Wang family?"

Song Xiaowan smiled slyly, glanced at the handsome monk, deliberately pretended to straighten her fledgling small chest, coughed, cleared her throat, imitating someone's accent, and said in a strange tone: "It's from the Song family of the South Gate. That girl, how is that old fellow of yours doing today?"

The little girl moved to the side, her face was tender and pitiful, she was extremely ladylike, and she said respectfully, "Go back to Grandma Wang Zu, Grandpa Grandpa has eaten three bowls of noodles today. His appetite is quite good."

Wan'er changed the formation again, her eyes widened, and she stomped her feet vigorously, as if she was in a panic: "This old Song thief is not dead yet, he's so angry!"

Song Xiaowan looked aggrieved, "Go back to grandma Wangzu, grandpa said, he reckons he can live another 20 years."

"Wow~~~." The old woman was so angry that she jumped up and down and cursed.

Xia Houchun and the others looked at each other, a little dumbfounded.

At this time, servants gradually gathered at the gate of the courtyard mansion, and a small exotic wolf mastiff whized out, got under Song Xiaowan's feet, and Xi Yao petted, shaking his head and tail, to be good.

Xia Houchun stroked his forehead, and said with some headache: "It seems that this senior Jianqi is indeed in some trouble."

Tianxin looked coldly, "Since you can't get married, why bother? Not to mention the futility, but offended the Wang family for nothing."

Rubbing the corners of his brows, Xia Houchun sighed softly, and said: "At first, the Wang family naturally dismissed it, but after seeing the senior's mastery of swordsmanship, they thought about using that Wang's daughter to restrain him and let him It works for the Wang family and is worthy of being a minion."

Tianxin was pure-hearted and ascetic, and said coldly: "Love in the world is nothing but dust on the great road. It can be wiped out easily and easily. He can't even comprehend this point. I think this swordsmanship will stop at nothing." That's it."

She regained her mood and still insisted on the ruthless way.

What's more, the avenue is with me, what kind of troubles, great enemies, just crush them.

Shi Chan agreed with the first half of the sentence, and said with the attitude of a monk: "However, if he can master swordsmanship and become a master of a generation, he will go to the Wang family. If he still doesn't agree, then he will kill him!"

After hearing the monk's words, Song Xiaowan took it for granted. She held her head up and her chest up, as if a burst of energy was about to erupt from her small chest. She had black and beautiful hair, her white teeth opened, and her sandalwood mouth opened, sonorous and powerful. Ground vibration channel:

"Hold a three-foot green peak and run rampant in the world! Gods block and kill gods, Buddhas block and kill Buddhas!"

After finishing speaking, he made a gesture to strike downwards, his beautiful eyes scolded angrily, and shouted loudly: "Kneel down, sing Conquer!!"

The little wolf mastiff whimpered aggrievedly, his body trembled in fear, his forelegs trembled and knelt down on the ground, with a fawning expression on his face: "Woooooooo~~."

The corners of Xia Houchun's mouth twitched and he was speechless.

Murong Yan chuckled, her mood seemed to improve, and Tian Xin couldn't help but roll her eyes.

Zhichan laughed so hard that she cramped.

This little girl is so funny.

The servants all around also suppressed their smiles, either pampering, joyful, or joyfully looking at Song Xiaowan as if they were their own little sisters.

Suddenly, with a slap, Song Xiaowan patted her beautiful forehead, "Oh, no, grandpa has gone far away, hurry up and chase him."

Xia Houchun's heart skipped a beat, and he cursed inwardly, for forgetting about it.

Following the previous direction, he jumped out suddenly, and disappeared with a whoosh.

"Ah, come back, come back quickly!"

"You ran in the wrong direction."

Swish.

Xia Houchun with a black face ran back again.

Song Xiaowan couldn't bear to look directly, and pointed to a certain direction: "The study is over there."

Whoosh.

He is gone again.

It caused the Song Mansion to jump around for a while.

　I wish all the younger brothers and sisters the college entrance examination to come true, and all wishes come true~~

　　
　
(End of this chapter)