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    When Ouyang Feng returned to the inn, it was already empty.  ?  It turns out that after Nu Niang and Ouyang Feng went out, Liang Ziweng, Peng Lianhu, Master Lingzhi and others told Wanyan Honglie what they saw and heard that day.  Wanyan Honglie didn't believe in justice. Although he didn't know why Nu Niang and others didn't make things difficult for him after cooperating with the Mongols, a gentleman would not stand behind a dangerous wall. Now that he has not reached an agreement with the Southern Song Dynasty court, he has no protection, and he doesn't know what he will face.  How dangerous it was, so Wanyan Honglie immediately decided that the Thirty-Six Strategy was the best strategy.  Liang Ziwen probably didn¡¯t expect that this kind reminder to Wanyan Honglie would allow him to live for a while longer.  After leaving Jiaxing City, Wanyan Honglie did not choose to take the water route, but by some strange combination of circumstances, chose to take the land route north via Lin'an.  The Mongols followed closely and received the news sent by Moli about Wanyan Honglie's departure from the city.  Although Nu Niang didn¡¯t know Wanyan Honglie¡¯s whereabouts, the Beggar Clan disciples were well-informed. Especially after Yue Ziran took over, the Beggar Clan was always paying attention to the movements of Wanyan Honglie and others, so Hong Qigong easily found out their whereabouts.  But Ouyang Feng, who came back after Nu Niang and the others, was a little at a loss.  It was probably impossible to seize the "Nine Yin Manual", and he was extremely unwilling to return to Baituo Villa like this.  Ouyang Feng heard from the servants of Baituo Villa that Ouyang Ke had gone out with Qiu Qianchi for a stroll, so he decided to find Ouyang Ke before making a decision. However, he went out to search the entire Jiaxing city and could not find Ouyang Ke, but he met Qiu Qianchi.  .  It turns out that Qiu Qianzhang was worried about Qiu Qianchi who was pregnant and planned to find her in the city before meeting up with his slave girl.  The two then split up to search.  After walking around the city again.  Ouyang Feng's face darkened.  It turns out that the news that Ouyang Ke, the beggar gang general, is his illegitimate son has spread throughout Jiaxing City.  Almost all the people in the Jianghu community were discussing this matter. The self-proclaimed righteous people kept using any contemptuous words to condemn Ouyang Feng. At first, Ouyang Feng wanted to educate these people, but this was really  It's not a glorious thing. Others don't know you. If you stand up, you will only bring humiliation to yourself.  "What's wrong with you?" Qiu Qianzhang focused on looking for Qiu Qianchi, obviously not paying attention to the gossip about Ouyang Feng, so when he saw Ouyang Feng's face turned strangely.  I asked casually.  Ouyang Feng shook his head and asked: "Are there any traces of them?" "They may have gone north." Qiu Qianzhang was different from the news Ouyang Feng heard. He got the news about the Beggar Clan's treasure hidden in Jueqing Valley. Now this  The news has spread like wildfire.  Qiu Qianzhang didn't believe it at first, but he couldn't argue with it. Those people were really telling the truth too clearly.  "Going north?" Ouyang Feng was confused.  At that moment, Qiu Qianzhang told Ouyang Feng the news he heard.  "Secrets on martial arts?" Ouyang Feng has been exploring the Western Regions for many years, and the White Camel Villa also has a small amount of money. He is not interested in such extraneous things, but the countless secrets on martial arts tempted him.  "Are you sure they went north?" Ouyang Feng's face was no longer gloomy.  asked calmly.  Qiu Qianzhang nodded and said: "Jueqing Valley has a unique meaning for Qianchi. If she knew that Jueqing Valley was in danger of being dug up by others, she would definitely go back." Ouyang Feng pretended  He pondered and said: "With Ke'er's character, he will definitely escort Mrs. Gongsun there." He paused and then asked doubtfully: "Do you know where the Valley of Passion is? I have never heard of this.  "I've been there." Qiu Qianzhang nodded and said, "There are winding and hidden streams, deep bamboo forests, simple stone houses, and unconventional residents. If they were to destroy it, they would be destroyed.  It's such a pity." "Let's go." Ouyang Feng got a satisfactory answer and said, "Let's go north to find them. Mrs. Gongsun is pregnant, and Ke'er, who only knows three-legged cat kung fu, can't protect her."  Nu Niang and the others were bound to pass through Xiangyang on their way north from Lin'an, so Qiu Qianzhang agreed after some thought.  The two returned to the inn. Ouyang Feng ordered the servants of Baituo Villa to drive slowly behind, and then he and Qiu Qianzhang rode a fast horse and headed north.  ¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­ Yue Ziran didn¡¯t know that the play he directed had caused more waves in the world than he imagined. However, when he and Huang Rong were wandering around Jiaxing City, he clearly felt that the Jianghu guests in Jiaxing City  Much less.  After buying a jar of good wine one day and getting to know the shopkeeper of Zuixianlou, the shopkeeper of Zuixianlou even told Yue Ziran with great interest that he had recently smashed tables and benches in Zuixianlou, so much so that he was like Qiu Chuji carrying a big cauldron and smashing it through.  The number of people renting houses has significantly decreased.  After knowing that Yue Ziran and Qiu Chuji were old acquaintances,The shopkeeper also asked Yue Ziran to ask Qiu Chuji when he saw him again if he could pay him the money he spent to repair the house. The plaque was originally inscribed by Su Dongpo, so the store was built according to the same specifications.  , the cost of one repair is still very high.  Luo Chuan's skill has not yet recovered, especially when he was at his weakest in the past few days. Therefore, if Yue Ziran wants to go north to Xixia, he can only survive these few days before making plans.  As for his wedding with Huang Rong, it will be postponed again.  Huang Rong didn't care about this matter. She knew that Yue Ziran had more important things to do.  Although Yue Ziran felt guilty, he had nothing to do. The obstruction of Muhuali's attack next spring was the best opportunity he knew to deal with the Mongols.  Uncle Geng¡¯s residence is easy to find, and there is almost no need for Beggar Clan disciples to inquire. Yue Ziran just casually asked the vendors outside the escort office and knew where he lived.  ¡°Obviously Uncle Geng is very used to this place and has lived here for a long time.  The autumn rain was continuous, and it finally cleared up after three days and nights, allowing the humid Jiaxing City to become drier in the autumn wind.  Choosing a bright afternoon, Yue Ziran pulled Huang Rong out of the escort agency, carrying two jars of fine wine sent by the shopkeeper of Zuixianju, walking through the streets paved with bluestone slabs, passing by a pier where the sound of pounding clothes could be heard constantly.  Board the boat and head to Xitang at the other end of Jiaxing City.  The water network in Jiaxing City is very dense, especially Xitang, where Yue Ziran visited many times in his previous life.  So I feel it deeply.  However, the Xitang at this time was different from what Yue Ziran had seen when he was playing.  Xitang gradually developed since the Kaiyuan period of Tang Dynasty.  People build houses along the river.  Living by the water, a market gradually formed in the Southern Song Dynasty. Now it is a place where peddlers do business and rest. It is obviously not suitable for tourism.  At this time, due to the gathering of a large number of vendors and markets, the residents living in Xitang cherished the earth as much as gold. At this time, Xitang, whether it was a residential building, a museum or a tiled house, paid close attention to the area when building it, and the distance between the houses was very small.  The gap is reduced to the minimum range.  As a result, many alleys with a "line of sky" were formed.  In the Jiangnan water towns where the weather is fine after a heavy rain, the residents are like cave dwellers that have been dormant for a long time. They become active in the bright sunshine to drive away the dampness and bad luck. Therefore, you can see whitewashed clothes hanging on stone steps and apricot trees everywhere.  and damp bedding left to dry. ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????:?????????? As the women in coats beat their clothes on the bluestone slabs facing the river, the water patterns caused by the corners of the clothes gradually intersected with the waves created by the oars, creating a Jiangnan style.  Passing through the rainbow-like stone arch bridge, the surrounding scenery is slowly receding, and there are boats rowing across.  The boatmen who know each other will say hello to each other and arrange to have tea and drinks on a certain day.  Then passed by.  There are also flower girls rowing a boat of chrysanthemums through the awning boats.  Seeing Yue Ziran and Huang Rong standing on the bow of the boat, they stopped and said softly to Wu Nong: "My lord, buy a chrysanthemum for your wife." The ancients often had the custom of picking chrysanthemums to give to their sweethearts, because chrysanthemums bloom in autumn.  September is called the "Chrysanthemum Moon", and chrysanthemum has the same pronunciation as Ju, and nine has the same pronunciation as Jiu, so chrysanthemums symbolize eternity in the minds of the ancients.  Yue Ziran bought one and put it in Miss Huang's bun. She didn't know whether the flower was more beautiful or the human beauty. Holding Miss Huang's hand felt like a spring breeze.  There are many covered bridges in Xitang. Some of the covered bridges are close to the river, and some are in the middle. Some of them are equipped with backrest benches on one side of the river. On them, there are old people sitting and resting. Next to them are exquisite teapots. Occasionally, they have a drink.  Feeling the laziness of autumn under the sun.  There are also elderly people and their descendants gathered around their knees, enjoying family happiness in a leisurely and leisurely way, which is enviable.  After getting off the awning boat and onto the pier, the two of them turned into an alley.  The width of the roadway is only suitable for farmers to change their shoulders.  Since the eaves of the houses facing the street often extend above the second floor, the two opposite buildings are very close. You can place the bamboo poles to cool off your clothes and dry the quilt, and open the windows to chat.  Raising your head, you can see that the sky is cut into narrow tofu pieces by the eaves. Occasionally, the sun shines in, which makes people feel very surprised.  The bluestone slabs are smooth and can shine, with traces of footsteps engraved on them. There are moss in the gaps, telling the rush of time.  Standing in front of the low door, Yue Ziran gently opened the door.  "Here we come," said the person inside the door.  After waiting for a moment, there was a "squeak" and the door was opened. Seeing that it was Yue Ziran, Uncle Geng turned around and walked back, saying: "Close the door when you come in." Yue Ziran responded, closed the door and pulled the  Huang Rong followed closely behind Uncle Geng. The space was small and the light was very dark. Yue Ziran could only fumble and follow behind Uncle Geng, turning around from time to time to tighten Miss Huang.  The yard is very small, with only a narrow patio, three rooms and a second-story attic near the door.  On the first floor of the attic are all the things that a wonton stall needs on a daily basis,  Going up to the attic on the second floor, the skylight is open, and the sunlight creeps in, making the space much brighter.  "Find a place to sit by yourself." Uncle Geng said casually, found two white porcelain bowls, and poured them two bowls of herbal tea.  "What do you want from me?" Uncle Geng asked straight to the point.  Yue Ziran coughed dryly and asked concernedly: "How are you doing, Uncle Geng?" "Not bad." Uncle Geng picked up the bamboo knife commonly used by bamboo craftsmen and split a length of bamboo into bamboo strips for making bamboo baskets and other items.  , and said slowly: "People often say that a small hermit hides in the wild, and a big hermit hides in the city. Now I finally understand that as long as you have no worries in your heart, it doesn't matter where you hide." Seeing that he could let go of his worries, Yue Ziran felt much relieved.  , casually asked: "Uncle Geng, have you heard any news about Miss Ke'er recently?" Uncle Geng raised his head, glanced at Yue Ziran with slightly cloudy eyes, and said, "The Beggar Clan's news is much better than mine, why are you doing it instead?"  Did you ask me?" Yue Ziran's tone paused and he smiled bitterly: "You are quite relieved about the sisters now." Uncle Geng snorted and said, "They are not stupid, they both know what they are doing.  Even if you become the leader of the Beggar Clan now, I'm afraid it won't make Luo Chuan feel relieved, right?" Yue Ziran raised his eyebrows and said confidently: "It's okay, there are some things that your predecessors have paved the way for you, then you can do it.  We can only walk along." He paused and then asked, "What do the Black Cult people ask Miss Ker?" "It's just some extrapolation and bragging." Uncle Geng became impatient.  Asked: "What do you want to see me for?" Yue Ziran then asked: "I heard that Uncle Geng knows a lot about my relationship with Lingjiu Palace in Xixia?" "That's right." Uncle Geng held the bamboo strips in his hand  After placing it, his calloused hands were not afraid of the sharpness of the strips, and he said: "But now Chengtian Temple has almost dealt with it, and there are probably only a few cunning old guys who took the opportunity to retreat when the opportunity was not right.  Survived? " "Uncle Geng still has contact with them?" Yue Ziran asked immediately.  "Of course." Uncle Geng folded the bamboo strips in his hands together to form a pattern and said, "I contacted all the old acquaintances of Lingjiu Palace in Xixia back then. Later, after Lingjiu Palace fell apart, Mr. Tang and Xixia  I'm also helping to make contact." "Can we still use these connections in Lingjiu Palace?" Yue Ziran felt right after hearing what Uncle Geng said.  Uncle Geng looked at Yue Ziran with cloudy eyes and asked, "Aren't you dealing with the Jin Kingdom and the Mongols? Why did you decide to target Xixia?" Yue Ziran smiled and said, "This time, the prince of Xixia wants to fight with me.  I have no intention of cooperating with them." "Oh?" Uncle Geng stopped and listened to what Yue Ziran said.  Yue Ziran immediately told Uncle Geng about the plans of the current Xixia Prince.  After hearing this, Uncle Geng pondered for a while and said, "This matter is not difficult. You just need to pull out Chengtian Temple with the Prince of Xixia. Why use the power of the old people in Lingjiu Palace?" Yue Ziran smiled: "It's a matter of time."  It's far from that simple. I also want to borrow some people from Xixia." "Borrowing people?" Uncle Geng asked, "Who do you want to borrow?" "Xixia has a hundred thousand elite soldiers." Yue Ziran raised a finger.  Uncle Geng was stunned, looked Yue Ziran up and down, and said, "It seems that I still underestimate you." Yue Ziran said modestly, "Thank you." "Not only Luochuan, your master Hong Qigong should also be worried at all times.  You are the one." Uncle Geng said angrily: "I have heard of borrowing anything, but I have never heard of borrowing a hundred thousand elite soldiers from the king." "It is not impossible."  Yue Ziran said: "Next year Xixia will send 100,000 troops to help the Mongols attack Fengxiang Mansion. I think this will be a rare opportunity for Xixia, Dajin and the children of the Han family. Otherwise, everyone will just  I can make fish on the Mongolian cavalry¡¯s chopping board.¡± (To be continued) PS: Thank you for your support. I have something to go out during the day. Today I will write two chapters of 4,000 words in one for Saturday, and two chapters for Sunday in the afternoon.  Added, thank you for your support!
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