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Chapter 85 Heading North to Tokyo, a Descendant of a Military Family! (Still in 4K)

Seeing this, Pang Wanchun immediately tugged at the clothes of the girl, Pang Qiuxia, and whispered, "Qiuxia, sit down quickly, stop fooling around."

Pang Qiuxia, however, remained stubborn and said to Zhong Lieyang, "Master, although my archery skills are not as good as my brother's, my swordsmanship is worse than his."

"I also want to do my part for my Ming Cult."

Upon seeing this, Zhong Lieyang's eyes flashed with admiration, and he couldn't help but stroke his beard and laugh, "What a remarkable woman, not inferior to any man."

"However, I cannot make this decision. You should see if Left Envoy Zhong is willing to take you with him."

Pang Qiuxia immediately looked towards Zhong Yuan, her big, watery eyes staring straight at him.

"Left Envoy Zhong, although I, Pang Qiuxia, am a woman, I also want to do my part for the Ming Cult."

"Please, Left Envoy Zhong, give me a chance."

Zhong Yuan looked at Pang Qiuxia, who had a sweet face but also a touch of heroism in her eyes, with anticipation on his face.

In the end, he shook his head.

"Qiuxia, my girl."

"The journey to Daxiangguo Temple in Tokyo is fraught with danger."

"How about I give you another task? You will accompany the Crimson Flame Dharma King to Zhenjie Village."

"Go to Zhenjie Village to pick up some people and escort them to the Bright Summit of Huangshan."

Pang Qiuxia listened, but did not insist on it to the end, although there was a sense of disappointment in her eyes.

But he still obediently clasped his hands and said, "Since it is the Left Envoy's order, I will do my best and live up to the Left Envoy's trust."

Seeing how obedient Pang Qiuxia was, Zhong Yuan felt a growing fondness for her.

It's hard not to like a woman who knows when to advance and when to retreat.

at this time.

The White Dragon Dharma King, who was standing to the side, stood up and said, "Left Envoy, it would be alright for me to go with you, wouldn't it?"

Zhong Yuan initially thought that Pang Wanchun alone would suffice, but then he realized that the White Dragon Dharma King was one of the Four Dharma Kings.

If one day I arrive at the Great Xiangguo Temple, I will have to find someone whom the Black-Robed Dharma King trusts to meet him.

then.

He nodded slightly and said, "With the Dragon King traveling with us, that would be the best possible outcome."

The next day, early in the morning.

After having a meal at Pang's residence, Zhong Yuan and his companions prepared to leave and head north to Tokyo.

Besides Pang Wanchun and Bai Lixiao, Zhong Yuan was accompanied by the four Hu Yan brothers.

The four brothers were heading north back to Shanxi, which meant they were traveling the same route as Zhong Yuan.

As for Zhang Erniu and his daughter, Zhong Yuan arranged for them to live with Huo Tianjiao.

Let Huo Tianjiao take him and his daughter back to Zhenjie Village and let them settle down there.

The rear residence of the Pang family.

Zhong Yuan originally planned to take Mu Wanqing north with him, but Mu Wanqing heard that the round trip would take at least two or three months.

She then abandoned the idea of ​​going north with Zhong Yuan, and instead suggested to Zhong Yuan again that they return to the secluded valley first to explain everything to her unreliable master, Qin Hongmian.

Upon hearing this, Zhong Yuan thought that there was indeed danger in going north to Tokyo, so it would be better to let her return to Dali.

I'll go to the secluded valley to find her after I've finished my business here.

As they were about to part ways, a sense of sadness lingered between them.

Mu Wanqing gently pecked Zhong Yuan on the cheek and whispered to him, "Husband, I'll be waiting for you in the secluded valley."

Zhong Yuan nodded slightly. In the past few days, he had planned to pass on the Lingbo Weibu technique to Mu Wanqing.

However, Mu Wanqing knew nothing about the I Ching and learned it very slowly.

Therefore, Zhong Yuan could only give up for the time being and think about making up for Mu Wanqing's knowledge in this area later.

The group left the mansion and went outside the city.

They parted ways and each went their own way.

Zhong and Dugu Xian headed towards the Bright Summit of Huangshan Mountain to plan for the reconstruction of the Ming Cult headquarters.

Huo Tianjiao and Pang Qiuxia led Zhang Erniu and his daughter toward Zhenjie Village.

Mu Wanqing rode the Black Rose towards the southwest.

Zhong Yuan and his group headed straight north.

They traveled along the mountain road of Huizhou and Raozhou in western Zhejiang, heading straight into Jiangxi.

After entering Jiangxi, the route continues through Qihuang Mountain, heading straight for Huaibei. The entire journey is mostly along mountain trails, and only seasoned swordsmen and bodyguards accustomed to the ways of the martial world dare to choose this route.

Ordinary people usually travel by water or official road.

However, traveling in the way Zhong Yuan and his group did would save them hundreds of miles compared to taking the waterway or the official road.

Two days later.

Shexian County, Huizhou Prefecture.

Inside a restaurant called Zuifenglou.

Zhong Yuan and his group were having a meal, listening to the boastful talk of the martial arts figures in the restaurant as they ate and drank.

At this time.

The group of swordsmen, gathered together, heard one of them, who appeared quite tall, whisper, "Heh!"

Have you heard?

"A few days ago, in the apricot grove outside Wuxi, an internal strife broke out in the Beggars' Clan, and the Beggars' Clan leader, Qiao Feng, had his true identity exposed by a group of martial arts figures!"

"It's said that Qiao Feng wasn't from our Great Song Dynasty, but a Khitan!"

"Qiao Feng handed over the Dog-Beating Stick and left triumphantly, no longer the leader of the Beggars' Sect."

"After the Xingzi Forest incident, the elders of the Beggars' Sect widely distributed invitations, inviting heroes from all corners of the martial world to gather in Bianliang, the capital of the Eastern Capital, for a grand gathering of heroes from across the land!"

"Firstly, we need to discuss Qiao Feng's abdication; secondly, we need to discuss how to deal with the Liao people!"

"What?!"

"Such a major event has actually occurred?"

"This is just too bizarre!"

"Qiao Feng, the leader of the Beggars' Sect, has led his members to kill countless Khitans over the years. How could he possibly be a Khitan?"

"Hey, who knows!"

"Anyway, the Beggars' Sect is now leaderless and in complete chaos."

At that time, the master of Qiyun Manor happened to be in the Jiangnan branch of the Beggars' Sect.

"He witnessed this with his own eyes; how could it be false?"

"According to him, on that day, it was the widow of Ma Dayuan, the vice leader of the Beggars' Clan, who appeared with Ma Dayuan's will and a handwritten letter from the former Beggars' Clan leader, Wang Jiantong, that revealed Qiao Feng's true identity!"

"There are also Tan Gong and Tan Po from Chongxiao Cave in Taihang Mountain, Tan Po's senior brother Zhao Qiansun, the Five Heroes of Mount Tai, Monk Zhiguang and others who testified to this."

"It's almost a certainty that it's true."

"Alas... It's truly unbelievable that the dignified [Northern Qiao Feng] would encounter such a fate."

"What, 'Northern Qiao Feng'?"

"Since he is a Khitan, then he is a Khitan traitor!"

Hearing the words of those people, Hu Yanbao, one of the four brothers sitting at the table, slammed his hand on the table and cursed angrily.

"These snobbish bastards."

"I wonder how many Khitans he's killed, yet he dares to criticize Chief Qiao here."

At the Lingjiu Mountain gathering, Huyan Bao met Qiao Feng in person and knew what kind of heroic spirit Qiao Feng possessed.

Therefore, he didn't believe at all that Qiao Feng was a Khitan.

"Besides, even if Qiao Feng is a Khitan, so what? He has been raised in Han lands for more than 30 years and has so much Khitan blood on his hands."

"They are no different from the people of the Song Dynasty, at least more like the people of the Song Dynasty than many of the cowards and scoundrels in this world."

Hu Yanbao stood up for Qiao Feng.

The other three brothers of the Huyan family also nodded.

Zhong Yuan sat there silently.

Not long after the Lingjiu Mountain Gathering, the Xingzilin Gathering followed closely behind.

It seems that Qiao Feng went to Suzhou after leaving Lingjiu Mountain.

This was bound to happen eventually.

Even without those two despicable women, Quan Guanqing and Kang Min, Xiao Yuanshan, who ruined his son's life, would have exposed this matter.

Right now, he is heading to the Daxiangguo Temple in Tokyo to rescue the Black-Robed Dharma King.

I never expected that the Beggars' Sect would hold a grand gathering of heroes in Bianliang, the capital of Tokyo.

The White Dragon Dharma King and Pang Wanchun, who were standing to the side, were not interested in this matter.

Their only focus right now is rescuing the Black-Robed Dharma King.

After finishing their meal, the group continued their journey.

However, the four Huyan brothers, who were supposed to part ways with Zhong Yuan and the other two, suddenly changed their minds and decided to go to Tokyo with Zhong Yuan to broaden their horizons.

Zhong Yuan naturally had no reason to refuse.

The four Huyan brothers were quite fond of his temperament, and he had long wanted to recruit them into the Ming Cult.

In the blink of an eye, another seven days have passed.

After crossing the Yellow River, the group took the Bianliang Trail and arrived in Tokyo in half a day.

Bianliang, the capital of the Song Dynasty, is arguably the most prosperous place in the world at that time.

The moat is wide enough for horses to run, and the weeping willows on both banks droop down to the water's surface.

The suspension bridge was teeming with people heading into the city; there were people carrying loads, driving carts, singing, and performing acrobatics.

Zhong Yuan and his group followed the flow of people into Tokyo City.

Hu Yanhu and Hu Yanbao gazed at the bustling city of Tokyo.

A strange look flashed in the eyes of the four brothers.

Chung-Yuan noticed that the four brothers were acting strangely.

However, he did not make it clear on the spot, but instead found a restaurant to rest first.

The restaurant's banners were stretched several feet high, and it was called Huixianlou (Meeting Immortals Restaurant).

The signs are all black with gold foil, and you can smell the aroma of roasted mutton and freshly steamed buns wafting from Huixianlou from afar.

After Zhong Yuan and his group entered the restaurant, the first floor was already full. Led by the waiter, they headed directly to the second floor.

I sat down by a window.

We ordered two plates of the restaurant's signature steamed buns, as well as some other signature dishes.

Zhong Yuan then asked Hu Yanhu, "Brother Hu, have you been to this Tokyo City before?"

Upon hearing this, Huyan Hu shook his head and said, "Of course not."

Zhong Yuan said, "I noticed that you seemed to be feeling nostalgic while you were in the city just now, so I assumed you had been here before."

Huyan Hu sighed slightly.

"Brother Zhong, to be honest, my ancestors actually lived in this city of Tokyo for a period of time."

"But times have changed, and everything has changed."

Zhong Yuan was somewhat surprised to hear this.

"Oh?"

"In that case, your four elder brothers are also descendants of nobles."

A hint of melancholy flashed in Huyan Hu's eyes.

"My ancestor was Huyan Zan, a great general in the imperial court back then."

"During the reign of Emperor Taizu, he entered the palace and received an imperial edict to serve as the commander of the Xiaoxiong Army."

Upon hearing this, Zhong Yuan raised an eyebrow.

"It turns out that my four elder brothers are from a military family."

Huyan Hu shook his head and said, "Our generation has long lost its official rank and honors, so what kind of descendants of a military family are we?"

Bai Lixiao, who was standing to the side, suddenly spoke up: "Legend has it that Huyan Zan once had a set of whip techniques, known as the Huyan Eighteen Whips."

"He once broke ten spears with a single whip, leaving behind a formidable reputation in the martial arts world."

"Even though you four are now just outlaws in the martial world, with the power of the Huyan family's Eighteen Whips, you must be a local hero in Shanxi."

Upon hearing this, Hu Yanhu said with a hint of shame, "The whip skills of the four of us brothers are far inferior to those of our ancestor."

Seeing this, Zhong Yuan laughed and said, "Brother Tiger, there's no need to be modest."

While everyone was talking, the steamed buns and dishes were served.

While eating, the group discussed how to get to the Great Xiangguo Temple to rescue the people.

Pang Wanchun said, "Right now, the most important thing is to find out exactly where the Black-Robed Dharma King is being held in the Great Xiangguo Temple."

"Only after finding the exact location can a rescue be carried out."

Zhong Yuan nodded slightly and said directly, "King Jiao, didn't you come to Tokyo before?"

"Has anyone found out the exact location where the Black-Robed Dharma King is being held?"

Bai Lixiao shook his head.

"Although ordinary pilgrims can enter Daxiangguo Temple to worship Buddha and offer incense, it is also open to them."

"But key locations are still guarded."

"I searched secretly for several days, but I still couldn't find the exact location where the Black-Robed Dharma King was being held."

Zhong Yuan nodded slightly.

"It's alright, let's explore the Great Xiangguo Temple again tonight."

Hu Yanbao, who was standing to the side, looked eager to try and whispered, "Brother Zhong, we brothers will also lend you a hand."

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Zhong Yuan naturally wouldn't refuse.

Just as everyone was talking in hushed tones, a group of people took their seats at the table over there.

There were two familiar faces among that group!

It was Duan Zhengchun and his son Duan Yu.

Duan Zhengchun didn't see Zhong Yuan over there, but Duan Yu saw Zhong Yuan first!

It's been more than half a month since I last saw you.

Duan Yu still looked listless compared to before.

obviously.

Ever since Li Qiushui lost him, his heart has followed her.

but.

Upon seeing Zhong Yuan, Duan Yu's brows furrowed with joy, and he went straight to Duan Zhengchun beside him, saying, "Father!"

"Look, isn't that Young Master Zhong?"

Duan Zhengchun looked in the direction Duan Yu was pointing and it really was Zhong Yuan!

His face immediately lit up with joy, and he said to the middle-aged man in brocade robes beside him, "Brother."

"The person sitting over there is the young master of the Ming Cult whom I mentioned to my brother. I'll go over and say hello!"

The middle-aged man in brocade robes was none other than Emperor Duan Zhengming of Baoding.

Emperor Duan Zhengming of Baoding, accompanied by Duan Zhengchun, Dao Baifeng, and Duan Yu, came to Bianliang, the capital of the Eastern Capital, originally to pay tribute. However, they heard that the Beggars' Sect was going to hold a grand gathering of heroes in Bianliang.

So, I decided to join in the fun since I was passing by.

Upon hearing this, Duan Zhengming nodded slightly and glanced in that direction, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

However, he didn't make a sound, but simply invited his younger brother and sister-in-law, Dao Baifeng, to sit down.

Duan Yu followed Duan Zhengchun straight to Zhong Yuan's table, where he asked eagerly, "Young Master Zhong!"

"We meet again!"

Do you have any news about the Fairy Sister?

Upon hearing this, Zhong Yuan nearly spat out the tea he had just drunk.

Ok!

It's true what they say, you never know where you might meet someone in life!

Why is Duan Yu in Tokyo too?

So be it if we crash.

The first thing this kid asked about was the fairy sister!

That's really perverted.

"Yu'er, don't be rude!"

"Young Master Zhong!"

"Long time no see!"

"Young hero, are you also here in Bianliang to participate in the Heroes' Gathering?"

Duan Zhengchun cupped his hands in a fist salute to Zhong Yuan.

Upon seeing this, Zhong Yuan also stood up, cupped his hands towards Duan Zhengchun, and said, "So it's the Prince of Zhennan. It's truly a rare encounter in life."

Zhong Yuan naturally couldn't say that he had come to save people.

He immediately agreed.

"The Prince of Zhennan is also attending that gathering of heroes?"