Who is Su Shi? He is a poet through the ages, a good official who cares about the country and the people. In short, he is an extraordinary scholar.
Ziqin thought about countless promises that Su Shi might ask him to make. After all, they were all about serving the country and the people. Such a promise was not easy to agree to.
" Serving the country and the people may seem great, but its difficulty is definitely proportional to its greatness.
It¡¯s not that you¡¯re not afraid of death or tiredness. It can be done as simple as that. He may ask you to endure humiliation, or he may ask you to spoil yourself. In short, once you agree to such a thing, first of all, you can no longer treat yourself as an individual. Only in this way can it be possible. Do it for the country and the people.
Ziqin naturally did not dare to agree to such a thing. He did not want to deceive Su Shi, but he also did not want to treat himself as a human being.
Ziqin looked at Su Shi. If the latter said even a few words about serving the country and the people, Ziqin could only bear the pain and stop thinking about it, no matter how tempted he was about the seven-lot lottery ticket.
"I was quite popular in the current dynasty, so I not only have Zhang Junfang's Yunji Seven Lots here, but I also have some things left by Mr. Zhao Pu."
Su Shi continued to speak, but did not pay attention to Ziqin's eyes, which were eager to know what Su Shi wanted him to promise.
Zhao Pu, I don¡¯t have any impression of this man Ziqin. In fact, no martial arts novels seem to have ever touched on this man. This man may just be an ordinary literati.
"Those things were handed over to me by the grandson of Mr. Zhao Pu. The purpose was to leave a heir for Mr. Zhao Pu."
There was a hint of sadness in Su Shi's voice, which was so clear. Ziqin could even detect the deep helplessness and bitterness in it.
Ziqin didn't know what the relationship was between Su Shi and Zhao Pu, so he couldn't intervene. He could only listen to Su Shi quietly. In fact, Ziqin had already listened to too many words from Su Shi in the evening.
However, although Ziqin was a warrior, he never hated listening to Su Shi speak. In fact, looking at Chinese history, anyone who doesn't hate words probably wouldn't hate listening to Su Shi speak.
However. Today's evening Ziqin and Su Shi's leisure seems to have come to an end. Just when Su Shi wanted to continue talking, there was a sudden sound of bricks colliding on the roof above their heads.
"Who is it, get out of here."
Ziqin scolded angrily, picked up the plate in front of him and threw it towards the roof.
At this time, Ziqin certainly had no internal strength at all, and even though he could perfectly control himself, he had not yet cultivated to the extreme. But the control of strength has reached a level that is unimaginable by ordinary people.
The plate that was thrown away made a whistling sound. If it shoots through the roof like a sharp arrow. There was a scream, and liquid dripped from the roof through the hole in the quilt plate, which was no bigger than a palm. When it fell under the light, it was bright red blood.
"kill."
Outside. A sharp voice sounded, and in an instant the roof tiles were broken, the surrounding doors and windows were also broken, and countless black-clothed and masked people poured into the house from all directions.
Ziqin stretched out his hand to hold the giant shield, but his eyes became solemn.
He had known for a long time that Mingjiao was very powerful in Jiangnan, but he never expected that these people would dispatch so many people at once to deal with Su Shi.
Although he also had some force at this time, it was difficult to guarantee that Su Shi would not be injured under the siege of so many people.
"Mr. Su, all we want is that book. If you hand it over, I swear to God I will never hurt you."
A person facing the door spoke in silence, with swords and swords flashing around, but this person's tone was extremely sincere. Ziqin recognized this voice as that of the person who opposed Su Shi in the inn.
At the same time, Ziqin can also be sure that if Su Shi hands over the Seven Lots of Yunji, these people will probably never harm Su Shi.
"The Seven Signs of Yunji record unparalleled martial arts and unparalleled battle formations. Why do you want this book? I don't need to say more. It's just that Taizu has determined the world. In the past hundred years, the Song Dynasty has been prosperous and the people are safe. Your ambitions But it is absolutely impossible, why not live your life well and take this desperate path."
Su Shi's voice was extremely calm, but Ziqin was slightly startled. There was actually a battle formation in Yunji's seven lots. Is this really a Taoist skill? It seems that he had never heard of Taoism's battle formation.
"Mr. Su, you are so insistent, but don't blame us."
The man at the door gritted his teeth and spoke. Before he finished speaking, another man next to him suddenly interrupted.
"Don't tell me more, kill."
With a cold voice, the men in black and masked surroundings received the order and immediately rushed toward Ziqin and Su Shi.
There were dozens of people, and this room was not big, but Ziqin and Su Shi didn't even have a place to hide. Seeing thisTen people surrounded and attacked them. Ziqin cursed secretly, but immediately waved his giant shield and blocked them.
At the same time, he kicked the table, causing the square table to fly, just in time to block the swords of the men behind him, while the giant shield flew in Ziqin's hand, blocking the swords in front of him one by one.
It is undeniable that the giant shield is indeed the most powerful defensive weapon in the world. Ziqin's swing blocked many attacks. However, the giant shield also has its shortcomings.
After all, no matter how huge a shield is, it can only block one person.
The quilt was kicked off and the table could only be blocked.
The many masked men in black behind them dodged past the table, but swarmed up again and attacked Ziqin and Su Shi.
At this time, Ziqin's martial arts had not fully recovered, and Su Shi was a burden, but how could he defend against such an intensive attack? The sword was about to fall on Ziqin and Su Shi.
"Who dares."
Suddenly, Su Shi suddenly pushed Ziqin away, and a powerful roar came from the old man's mouth.
Zi Qin was immediately shocked. When could this old man be stupid? Since the Ming Cult people were determined to kill, they would not care whether he was Su Shi or Su Che. I am afraid that even if Li Bai was born again, these guys would be chopped off with one knife.
However, contrary to Ziqin's expectation, the swords that were about to approach suddenly trembled and seemed to be much slower.
Ziqin's giant shield immediately speeded up and blocked the approaching swords. He couldn't help but take a moment from his busy schedule to look at Su Shi. This old man is really famous in this generation. Such a death-seeking behavior can produce such a result. general effect.
However, no matter whether Su Shi wanted to die or not, Ziqin still waved his giant shield to protect Su Shi.
"I'm here, who of you dares to come forward."
Unexpectedly, Su Shi once again walked out of the protection range of Ziqin's giant shield. His old body stood straight, his expression was full of awe-inspiring power, and his eyes looked at these black-clothed and masked men.
"I am an upright person, worthy of heaven and earth. How dare you act so presumptuously in front of me?"
While Ziqin was stunned, Su Shi made an even more desperate move. He suddenly took a step towards the swords of those masked men in black.
This step is clearly giving his chest to the enemy's sword. However, those masked men in black seemed to have taken the wrong medicine. A moment ago, they could not wait for Su Shi's life. Now, when Su Shi took the initiative, they seemed to be trembling with fear. Shrunk down.
Damn it.
Ziqin muttered something in his heart, but on his face he did not dare to relax at all, nor did he dare to make a sound. He held the giant shield in his hand and watched the surroundings warily, waiting for something to go wrong to rush forward to protect Su Shi.
"I build a school, build water conservancy, write articles, set up a heart for the world, and establish a destiny for the people. How dare you act so presumptuously in front of me?"
Su Shi continued to take a step forward. This time, the black-clothed and masked men not only retracted, but also lowered their swords.
"What are you doing? Have you forgotten your identity? I order you to kill."
At this time, the second masked man in black couldn't help but angrily yelled. He looked at his men angrily. However, in the silence, his voice was as funny as a clown.
"In this glorious world, you don't even dare to show your face. You have the guts to do such a trivial thing. Let me ask you, do you still have the nerve to live in this world?"
Su Shi suddenly roared and interrupted the man's words. This time, Su Shi turned to look at the man and said, but he happened to be facing Zi Qin. Suddenly, Zi Qin felt an indescribable powerful momentum coming towards him.
This momentum was definitely not any martial arts momentum, but in front of this momentum, Ziqin felt that there was no way to resist it.
This awe-inspiring aura made Ziqin feel boundless. For a moment, Ziqin felt that he was so small in front of Su Shi, and Su Shi's words immediately echoed in his heart.
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¡°He usually does this, but if he hasn¡¯t done it before, then he still has a face and is alive.
This thought comes very suddenly, as if a person's mind suddenly comes to life, and then starts to flog himself. It seems that a person can't help but start to judge himself.
Ziqin was startled and quickly suppressed this state of mind, but he no longer dared to look at Su Shi.
At this time, he understood why those masked men in black were so afraid of Su Shi, and why they couldn't even hold the sword. But it turned out that it was not Su Shi's prestige, but this momentum.
It¡¯s just that Su Shi was just a literati, an ordinary literati, but where did he get this momentum?
"let's go."
In silence, the firstThe masked man in black at the door finally spoke again. After finishing his words, he didn't wait for the man who spoke for the second time to object, and already headed out the door.
A moment ago, this room, which had been crowded with people just now and was filled with flashes of swords and swords, had calmed down. Apart from the broken roof, doors and windows, there was nothing strange about it.
A long sigh sounded, and Ziqin suddenly raised his head and looked at Su Shi.
At this time, the old man returned to his original appearance, but there was no trace of his majesty anymore, and his old face was full of deep fatigue.
"Just now¡¡?"
Ziqin spoke almost subconsciously. Su Shi's momentum before had really frightened Ziqin. Although it was not martial arts, it was more terrifying than any martial arts. Ziqin could not imagine that if he was against someone, the other party would be like this. Su Shi usually has such momentum, isn't he determined to die?
"I am a Confucian scholar."
Su Shi sighed, showing a hint of melancholy, "And I still have something in my hand that Mr. Zhao Pu's grandson handed over." (To be continued)