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Volume 1 The Swordsman Chapter 613 Road Talk (2)

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    "Why are you lecturing Zhang Hongfan's son? Is he also a traitor? No, I have to go to Jinling to ask in person to see what his intentions are." Wen Tianxiang's face suddenly turned red when he heard Deng Yan lecturing Zhang Hongfan's son.  Turning red, he stood up and said loudly.  He and Deng Yan were classmates at Bailuzhou Academy. Not only were they both disciples of the great sage Jiang Wanli, they also fought against the Mongols together and were imprisoned together. Their mutual friendship was far beyond comparison with others.  When he heard that Deng Yan had become Zhang Hongfan's retainer and might have defected to Meng Yuan, one can easily imagine Wen Tianxiang's anger.  "Sir, please be patient. Although Mr. Deng gave lectures to Zhang Hongfan's son, he did not betray him. Otherwise, he would not have given lectures to Zhang Hongfan's son, but became an official for Kublai Khan in Dadu." Fang Zhixing said.  .  When he heard the name "Deng Yan", he immediately remembered that this person had written an epitaph for Wen Tianxiang in history. In that case, it was naturally unlikely that he would defect to the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty.  And since this man could accept Zhang Hongfan's invitation to give lectures to his son, he was probably not pedantic in his thinking, and it was possible for him to accept the new dynasty.  Thinking of this, Fang Zhixing immediately made up his mind and said: "Brother Wen, Brother Deng survived two drownings and probably has given up the thought of committing suicide. Now he stays in the Zhang family, probably to be useful. In a few days  Let's go to Jinling to meet him tomorrow and see if we can go together to Liuqiu. "That's right, Mr. Wen. Mr. Deng was seriously ill and is probably staying at Zhang Hongfan's house to repay his kindness," Zhang Junbao consoled him.  After hearing the two people¡¯s persuasion, Wen Tianxiang also calmed down a little.  After a long time, I heard him sigh and say bleakly: "I am keeping my drunken eyes for the Ou Meng, carefully watching the waves rise and fall. Brother Guangjian, I hope you still have the ambition of your family and country." As he said this, he slowly turned around and faced  Walking beside him, his figure was erect and his back was extremely desolate.  The war between Song Dynasty and Mongolia lasted for decades, and almost all those who insisted on resisting the Mongols were dead. To revive the Song Dynasty, it really took more than just the year and month. Fang Zhixing and Zhang Junbao next to them looked at Wen Tianxiang's back and could feel his heart  They were desolate. They were not like this when Xiangyang City was destroyed. Now that the Song Dynasty has been destroyed, no other force can compete with them for the right to fight against the Mongols. However, they want to unite people and work together to defeat the Mongols.  I was driven out of the Central Plains, but I don¡¯t know what year or month it was, and I don¡¯t know how much suffering I will have to go through in the meantime. "Master, I have one more thing to report. This time I inquired about the news, and I heard rumors that it was not just the two of us who were causing trouble in Dadu.  , there was also a Taoist priest with white hair and beard who teased the soldiers who went to besiege Baiyun Temple and drove them away. Many people who had seen the old Taoist priest said that he was a god descended to earth, and the disciples thought that the man might be Master Zhou Zeng.  Uncle." Seeing that Wen Tianxiang was far away, Zhang Junbao whispered.  After Yinggu passed away a few years ago, Zhou Botong disappeared. Fortunately, everyone searched for him, but they never found any trace of him.  Everyone thought that he might have passed away quietly, but they didn't expect that he would appear in Dadu again this time. It was probably because of Kublai Khan's burning of scriptures.  "Uncle Master Zhou" When Fang Zhixing heard this name, he felt as if he was in a trance.  Others were separated from Zhou Botong for only a few years, but he had to add a period of time in his dream, which really felt like a lifetime ago.  The reason why he has been in seclusion frequently for more than a year is not only to sort out what he gained in his dreams, but also to eliminate this feeling of alienation, which can be considered to be somewhat effective.  Unexpectedly, hearing Zhou Botong's name now made me feel this way again.  After all, in terms of real age, he was older than Zhou Botong. Hearing Zhou Botong's name naturally made him feel a little nervous.  Zhang Junbao didn't know what the master was thinking, so he continued: "Yes, master. Although it is just a rumor, the disciple thought that if his uncle Zhou Zeng was still alive, he would definitely not ignore the matter of burning scriptures. Presumably he also heard about it.  Let's go to Dadu." Fang Zhixing nodded slightly and said: "Uncle Master Zhou is here, of course he will not ignore the Quanzhen Sect. Brother Guo is far away in Liuqiu. If there is anyone in Dadu who can force the Mongols back.  As for the sergeant, I think he must be the old man. Alas, he is at least 120 years old now, and I don¡¯t know if I will see him again in this life." The emotion was full of desolation.  Zhou Botong is now over two years old. No matter how high his martial arts skills are, he may not have long to live.  Thinking of this, Fang Zhixing felt a sense of loneliness in his heart: If he cannot break through the limits of heaven and man, he will be nothing more than a handful of loess after all. Seeming to feel the master's mood, Zhang Junbao said: "Master, since uncle Zhou Zeng has appeared, then we  Do you want to go look for it and ask him to come back?" After a moment of silence, Fang Zhixing seemed to be a little moved, but finally shook his head and said: "Forget it, if Uncle Zhou wants to go back, he will naturally go back.  If you don't want to go back, it's useless to find him. In the whole world, except for Brother Guo and me, who can catch up with him?" After saying that, he sat cross-legged and slowly closed his eyes, as if he was concentrating and thinking.  What.  Seeing this, Zhang Junbao could only suppress the doubts in his mind and also meditated to practice Qi.  For a time, the mountain forest fell into silence again, with only the sound of rustling caused by the night wind.  Not yet?To be continued?¡­
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