069. The Emperor of Beggars

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The bad old man moved extremely fast, and swept backwards, but it was extremely easy to avoid Li Yuanxiu's attack, and he stretched out his hand and said, "Slow!" ”

It's just that Li Yuanxiu didn't pay attention to him, and the sword light was like a waterfall, instantly enveloping this bad old man.

Zhao Dongting was dumbfounded beside him.

Because of this bad old man's dodging left and right, Li Yuanxiu's continuous sword shadow didn't touch him at all.

His kung fu is afraid that it is not under Li Yuanxiu.

"Stop!"

Zhao Dongting was afraid that the two of them would make a mistake, so he came back to his senses and hurriedly shouted.

Li Yuanxiu was extremely obedient to his words, and immediately retreated, his face a little surprised.

He naturally felt it more truly than Zhao Dongting, even if this old beggar's skills were not better than him, he was also among them.

"Good kung fu."

The bad old man still laughed and said: "But it's not too late to fight after listening to me, the emperor is the emperor of the world, and the old man I am the emperor of the beggars in the world." ”

In fact, if you are a person in the rivers and lakes, you will definitely be able to deduce who he is when you hear him say this.

However, when Zhao Dongting first came to the Southern Song Dynasty, Li Yuanxiu had never left the palace before, and the two were still at a loss.

The bad old man didn't care, and looked at Li Yuanxiu, "The old man looks at your path, it seems that he is not particularly good at swordsmanship, and those who can train internal strength to the peak like you must also be outstanding in external kung fu." Take some time, you take out your best skills, and then fight against the old decay, how about it? ”

Looking at his arrogant appearance, he obviously wanted to say that he dodged one after another just now, and he didn't use his real skills.

Although Li Yuanxiu is a eunuch, he also has a temper, and he said with a stalk around his neck: "If you make a move, you will make a move, do you think the old man is afraid that you will not succeed?" ”

"Don't you two want to tear down my house!"

At this moment, another person came out of the inner room, with a smile in his words.

Zhao Dongting and Li Yuanxiu looked over at the same time.

This is also an old man, although he is dressed plainly, he is extremely neat, his hair is meticulously combed, and his face is full of elegant temperament.

He and the bad old man can be described as one is extremely clean, and the other is extremely sloppy.

"The old man knocked to Dongyang to see the emperor."

Walking out of the inner room and in front of Zhao Dongting, the old man slowly knelt on the ground.

Looking at his temperament, he is somewhat similar to those doctors and scholars who have read the books of sages in the court, but Zhao Dongting does not dare to underestimate him.

The bad old man is not an ordinary person, his kung fu is transcendent, this old man named Xiang Dongyang can play against him, and he must never be an ordinary person.

Zhao Dongting personally stretched out his hand to help Xiang Dongyang up, and said, "You don't have to be polite to the elderly. ”

The bad old man, who called himself the beggar emperor, was laughing and groaning beside him.

"Don't dare to be, don't dare to be."

Xiang Dongyang waved his hand again and again, "The old man is just a teacher, and he doesn't deserve the emperor's 'Xiang Lao'." ”

Then he pointed to the bad old man and said, "This is my friend, the leader of the beggar gang, Hong Wutian." He has always been idle, there are no rules, he just collided with the saint, the old man made amends on his behalf, and the saint must not be surprised. ”

Judging his words and deeds, he is very pedantic.

"Beggar Gang Leader?"

Zhao Dongting was a little dumbfounded when he heard this, and looked at Hong Wutian in a daze.

Hong Wutian has a sloppy beard, his hair is scattered, his body is patched, and his face is scattered, not only a beggar, but also an old oil beggar.

"This is simply the prototype of Hong Qigong......"

Zhao Dongting thought straight in his heart, and couldn't help but ask: "Senior Hong is nicknamed Hong Qigong?" ”

Hong Wutian was stunned, "What Hong Qigong?" ”

Xiang Dongyang was also a little strange beside him, and said: "The emperor is afraid that he has made a mistake, my old friend Jianghu is nicknamed Hong Jiuzhi." ”

Saying that, he stroked the long beard on his chin and smiled: "But the people who dare to call him this nickname are only a dozen people in the entire rivers and lakes." ”

At the end of the words, he was also a little proud of Hong Wutian. Obviously, Hong Wutian's status in the rivers and lakes is extremely high.

Hong Jiuzhi?

Zhao Dongting groaned slightly in his heart, and breathed lightly.

His name is not Hong Qigong, it is not the Northern Song Dynasty at this time, and the martial arts kung fu is not as exaggerated as Jin Yong wrote, it seems that Jin Yong should not have traveled to ancient times, those are all imaginary.

Zhao Dongting didn't know why he was relieved.

Perhaps, if other modern people came to the Southern Song Dynasty, they would never have this sense of superiority again, right?

Or maybe it's because someone else might threaten you if you cross over?

People always want to be unique.

"Your Majesty?"

Xiang Dongyang saw that Zhao Dongting was suddenly stunned, and shouted softly.

Zhao Dongting came back to his senses, smiled at Xiang Dongyang, and then looked at Hong Wutian again, "I just said in vain, Senior Hong Haihan." ”

Hong Wutian waved his hand indifferently, "You, the emperor, stay in the deep palace compound all year round, and it's normal to mistake the old nickname. The old man won't bother with you as a child. ”

His appearance of a big stabbing really didn't mean to regard Zhao Dongting as an emperor. In other words, he put himself on the same level as Zhao Dongting.

Li Yuanxiu snorted angrily.

Xiang Dongyang knew the character of his old friend, and hurriedly said: "The emperor, father-in-law, please come in and drink tea!" ”

But as soon as his words fell, before Zhao Dongting moved, the beggar emperor Hong Wutian had already staggered inside.

When Li Yuanxiu saw that he dared to walk in front of Zhao Dongting, he widened his eyes even more, and wanted to scold, but before he could scold, he was stopped by Zhao Dongting with his eyes.

In Zhao Dongting's opinion, just for this bit of false courtesy, he has to compete with a beggar gang leader with unfathomable martial arts, and the gains outweigh the losses.

Although, after Zhao Dongting crossed over, he had not heard of the name of the beggar gang.

But he thought that this Hong Wutian could be so free, and the strength of the beggar gang would not be much worse. It is estimated that it is not a mere Lei Zhou can be measured.

As soon as he walked to the back room, Zhao Dongting saw the chessboard on the straw mat.

The game is not over yet.

Xiang Dongyang was busy making tea again, and Hong Wutian sat at one end of the chessboard by himself. Looking at his chess, there are only three left, one handsome, and two shi. Looking at Dongyang's black chess again, he only lost two pawns and a cannon. The level of chess strength is immediately visible.

Li Yuanxiu moved a chair for Zhao Dongting to sit.

Zhao Dongting said with a smile: "I just listened to the two seniors talk about the country's affairs outside the window, but I didn't really hear it, I don't know what the two seniors think of my current situation in the Great Song Dynasty?" ”

Hong Wutian picked up the two chess pieces and tapped them gently, but did not answer.

Xiang Dongyang replied while making tea: "Zhang Hongfan and Li Heng of the Yuan Dynasty have just been defeated, and I should be safe in a short period of time in Leizhou." The emperor used strong means to stifle Leizhou officials, and prepared to implement the system of dividing land, and Leizhou can be described as thriving. It's just that judging from the momentum of the whole country, with all due respect, it is still like a spark, and it has not yet shown the potential to set the prairie on fire......"

Zhao Dongting was amazed in his heart, but he didn't expect Xiang Dongyang to stay at home and really have some views on the general trend of the country.

He obviously had an idea in his heart, otherwise, he would never dare to say these words in front of himself, the emperor, easily.

With a slight groan, Zhao Dongting asked again: "Does the senior think that my field division system is feasible?" Is there a spark in the prairie that burns the prairies? ”

It is not ordinary for him to look at Dongyang, and some tests test his meaning.

If Xiang Dongyang is really insightful, no matter how old he is, Zhao Dongting will have to pull him to the court.

The current Southern Song Dynasty court is too short of talents.

Even, compared with the beggar emperor master Hong Wutian, Zhao Dongting has more expectations for Xiang Dongyang, who is like a teaching gentleman.

didn't think about it, Xiang Dongyang came over to make tea, but only said: "The field division system is feasible, but it is difficult." The spark of the spark is still unknown......"

Zhao Dongting was puzzled: "What do you mean by this? ”

Xiang Dongyang didn't answer, sat back opposite Hong Wutian, and said, "Please ask the emperor to drink tea, coarse tea in the countryside, there is a lot of neglect, don't be surprised." ”

Hong Wutian said with a smile: "It's not good to be the emperor's fine skin and tender meat, now our Great Song Dynasty still has more battles, it's better to drink more coarse tea from the countryside, like the old decay I have rough skin and thick meat, and I can be less injured when I go to the battlefield." ”

As he spoke, he took a sip of the tea bowl, smacked twice in his mouth, and exhaled a hot breath, "Fragrant!" It smells so good! ”

After that, he hurriedly put down the tea bowl, messed up the chess pieces on the chessboard, and said, "Come, come, let's kill another game." ”

Xiang Dongyang just smiled bitterly, "You stinky chess basket, you're a scoundrel again." ”

But when he said this, his hands were very honest to set the chess pieces.

The two quickly opened up the stance, and actually hung Zhao Dongting, the emperor, aside.

Zhao Dongting thought about it slightly, and knew it in his heart.

Hong Wutian looks uninhibited and unconventional, while Xiang Dongyang is polite and mild-mannered, but in the end, both of them are extremely arrogant people in their hearts. It's just that Hong Wutian's arrogance is more exposed, while Xiang Dongyang's arrogance is relatively introverted.

He didn't want to tell Zhao Dongting why it was feasible but difficult to divide the field, because he had not yet recognized Zhao Dongting as the emperor.