Hearing this, Chang Sihao's eyes flashed with a slight smile, he froze, his face gradually turned heavy again, he moved his plate and walked out of the cabin.

On the river, the autumn wind pushes the fog away, and some broken stars are scattered in the night sky, and the sky and the earth are dark and blue.

Guo Shu Ronghua put down the pipa and came out, putting on a thin collar for him,

Chang Sihao looked at the river and said: "Juhao Pavilion people inherit the remnants of the White Lotus, and what the sect advocates is all derived from the simple hearts of the people, I entered the Junshan Mountain once, and I had contact with Himeno Equality, and I feel that they are not unreasonable people, and cruel suppression can only increase hatred, since the Duke is also dedicated to the sake of the people, then why not take the opportunity of the emperor's decree to open the sea, give each other a chance, sit down and have a good talk,."

Waited for a while, but there was no response, when he looked sideways, Guo Shuronghua held the railing with his hand, leaned forward, closed his eyes and sucked in the evening breeze, and the smile and narrowed eyes made him look like a child at this moment,

"Governor. Chang Sihao whispered in a reminding voice,

Guo Shu Ronghua didn't seem to hear his question, and said, "Hou Ye's hometown, is there a river?" ”

Chang Sihao: "...... Nope. ”

Guo Shuronghua's eyes were half-narrowed, and his long eyelashes were shining, as if he was immersed in a kind of happiness: "I, somehow, always feel that I have a special closeness to water, there is a small pool in the factory, every time I sit on the side, I will feel far away from the world, very happy." ”

Chang Sihao was stunned, and couldn't guess what the purpose of this statement was [Xianmo: Are people talking to you, don't you have ulterior motives for every sentence, the child has really been ruined by officialdom and the rivers and lakes,], after a while, he muttered: "Yes." ”

"Ah, it's out. Guo Shu Ronghua's voice was a little excited,

Chang Sihao then looked up, and a clear light was revealing the corners from the smoke clouds.

Guo Shu Ronghua said: "You say, what is the moon made of. Chang Sihao: "...... Silver. Guo Shu Ronghua looked at it for a while, and nodded with a smile: "Well, there are unpolished hammer marks on it." ”

Following his fingertips, Chang Sihao seemed to see a silversmith swinging a hammer in front of the furnace to cast the moon, and suddenly felt a kind of poetry splashing down with the glow of the spark, lightly sprinkled on his face and body, and was slightly moved.

When Guo Shu Ronghua's arm fell, he made a gesture, and the officer on the deck saw it, and after a while, he brought a small plate, on which were two thin bamboo sticks about one palm long, each wearing three red fruits, and the honey color was crystal bright.

Guo Shu Ronghua twisted a string, handed it to Chang Sihao, picked up a string himself, bowed his head and retreated,

Chang Sihao looked at it, bit one sideways in his mouth, and a sweet and sour taste spread out in his mouth.

Him: "Sugar gourd." ”

Guo Shu Ronghua smiled: "Eating meat at night is not easy to digest, and hawthorn can dissolve greasy." Chang Sihao: "The Duke is very thoughtful." Guo Shu Ronghua lowered his head: "It should be, [Xianmo: The first question,]" The voice was lighter than breathing, Chang Sihao ate another one, and looked at him just holding it, there was something strange in his eyes, Guo Shu Ronghua smiled, and his expression seemed to be "I'm holding it for you." Chang Sihao froze for a long time and said, "I don't eat much meat." ”

There is not much meat to eat, and the implication is that a string is enough, Guo Shu Ronghua was quiet for a while, lowered his head and bit a hawthorn in his mouth, turned his face to chew slowly, suddenly smiled, and murmured: "This taste is very good for the current mood." [Xianmo: Sweet and sour is me~~]

The two stood side by side by the railing, each looking at their own scenery, and they were silent.

The sound of the wind piercing the ears, closing the rhythm of the heartbeat, undulating like the tide of the river,

After a long time, Guo Shu Ronghua said: "Master Hou thinks that if we sit down and talk with the people of Juhao Pavilion, will there be a good result?" ”

The title of "Hou Ye" pulled Chang Sihao back to reality [Xianmo: Listening to people's hearts is cold, alas, reality, reality,], he replied contemplatively: "The emperor's decree to open the sea is already regarded as a first step, and they should also let one step, everyone is hello and I am good, unanimously to the outside world, and naturally the world is peaceful." ”

Guo Shu Ronghua looked into the distance: "I'm afraid that Hou Ye's words are not enough to understand the hearts of the people." Chang Sihao: "What do you say?" Guo Shu Ronghua said: "People often say, 'Hello, I'm good, everyone is good', but in fact, what I think in my heart is mostly 'I'm better than you, it's really good' [Xianmo: incisive], the same is true of the people of Juhaoge, who rebelled in ancient times, which is not 'asking for life for the people', and turned over to be the master, looking back as cruel, now they are suppressed by the imperial court, and they hope on the surface' Everyone's good', in fact, he wants to suppress the imperial court below, he has the upper hand, this is simply a cycle, the result can only be one side suppresses the other, and it is never possible for both sides to win. ”

Chang Sihao was speechless for a long time: "...... The meaning of the Governor. ”

Guo Shu Ronghua said: "Although Dongchang is here to oversee the army, it will not change its responsibilities, and I am ready to hand over the aftermath to the local government, Lord Yu, they all love the people." ”

This answer is not positive enough, but it can find some direction in it, Chang Sihao looked away,

I saw that on the shore not far from the trestle, Fang Zhennuo walked slowly against the wind, the firelight penetrated his legs, and the shadow of his clothes was red, [Xianmo: The wind blows the fire and the clothes and shadows fly, and the river knows who it is by the railing, the officialdom is proud, the rivers and lakes are chic, it is difficult to resist the quiet beauty of this moment, Xiao Chang, Xiao Guo and Xiao Fang, these three people who are connected by moonlight, shadow and fate, you ...... You guys...... You guys fall in love, (the crowd of onlookers spurts three liters of blood, and Ah Zhe falls to the ground and dies,)]

The next morning, Huoli Guwen, Sonam Gyatso, and Sanming Concubine said goodbye, and Guo Shuronghua retained on the grounds of "I will go back to Jiangxi and go on the same road with a few people", Zeng Shiquan and others looked at it in their eyes, and secretly rejoiced in their hearts: The governor is about to kill the chicken, and you monkeys can run away, and you don't even understand the basic push and drag, what politics and what national teacher to play, it really makes people laugh, and at the same time the news came from Scissors Gorge: After a night of preaching, the dragons in Juhao Pavilion were leaderless, stopped resisting, and gradually there were warriors surrendering [Xianmo: The rest of Qu Weidong] , Longshou Cliff has won a complete victory, and is cleaning up the battlefield [Xianmo: The second battlefield of the Sangyun Society], Guo Shu Ronghua is not waiting, leaving a group of men and horses to take care of the aftermath, and he led 3,000 sergeants on the ship and set sail slowly.

The people on the hill and Lu Huangqiao also marched with the fleet, and they never saw the call of the governor, and they felt quite cold, muttering in the cabin, eating at noon, and waiting for the soldiers to withdraw the dishes and bowls, Lu Huangqiao couldn't hold back and said: "You see, I think we eat on our own boat, Huoli Guwen and they all go to the governor's boat to eat, [Xianmo: Mo Xiao Mo Xiao, how much planning, in fact, it's not for a mouthful of food,] [Xian Mo's second comment: The first batch is rough, not only for the meal, but for where to eat, it becomes a question of face, this is the fault of the monks,]" The man on the hill said: "Alas, what do you care about all this?" Lu Huangqiao said: "No matter how you and I are here, and we have merit, how can we be imprisoned here and become guests, and we are left here to receive this nest." The man on the hill glanced at him, motioned him to speak in a low voice, and then persuaded: "They are all the same monks, the five of them only take a two-masted boat, and they can't help but live in a crowded house, but you and I take a five-masted ship, and more than 30 cabins around the bedroom are empty, and it is extremely quiet, this is the Governor's care for us, and it is not thin, [Xianmo: There is a circle of empty cabins around,]" Lu Huangqiao snorted lightly in his nostrils:" Earlier, Dongchang was not the same as the Hundred Swords Alliance, and now it is more intimate with the surname Chang, with this relationship, how can he really support our comeback, to say that the older generation sees things high, like my master, the master of the Tai, what Dongchang government, all ignore it, and it is not the same to maintain the solemnity of the Taoist system and the foundation of martial arts......"

In the evening, the fleet anchored in Huangshi, and suddenly an officer knocked on the door: "The governor has set up a banquet in the Zhengqi Building [Xianmo: Good Building,], and two people are invited." Lu Huangqiao glanced at the person on the hill, his face glowed, as if that meant: "Look, I finally remembered that we were here." He asked, "Who are you please?" The secretary said, "It's you two." Lu Huangqiao looked at the officer's face coldly, and couldn't help but slap in his heart: the people of Dongchang were ghostly, and those few gossips reached the ears of the governor, but it was terrible, the two got off the boat, and came to a restaurant in Linjiang with the officer, and suddenly there was a "pop" around them, which startled them, followed by a large group of people with a spring breeze on their faces gushing out of the building, headed by the head of the Taiji Gate, "pushing the boat down the river" Shi Benxiu, followed by the head of the gossip Huo Qiuhai, the head of the Qin family Chen Zhibin, and the head of the Huashan faction, Jia Jiucheng, Xu Jiansan, the head of the Hengshan faction, Bai Shiying, the head of the Songshan faction, Cai Shengxin, the acting head of the Taishan faction, Gu Yishen, the owner of Shanxi Tianyun Thatched Cottage, and the local martial arts swords in Shandong, Anhui and Hubei, everyone talked and laughed, and came to greet cordially.

These people, many of them have been seen in the Baita Temple in Beijing, the people on the hill are puzzled and their eyes are slanted, it turns out that the sound just now is not a gun [Xianmo: I probably thought I was going to be shot], someone was setting off firecrackers on the side of the building, and my heart was a lot more relaxed, and I was busy saluting: "Amitabha, the stone door is good, the Huo is good, and the Beijing is goodbye, but I miss it very much...... Ouch, ouch, isn't this Old Swordsman Hong, I haven't seen you for many years, oh, okay, thank you Hall Master Gu and Jian Liuxia, ouch, Old Swordsman Du, you're here too...... "Lu Huangqiao can't help but give up,

The two of them were embraced into the building by the stars like the moon, only to see the lights in the restaurant shining, the two walls were full of banners, written in big characters, what "the bright moon shines on Qinggang, the heroes are out of Wudang", what "the rivers and lakes are in danger, Shaolin bears half of it", and what is "heroes and tigers, brave and treacherous", "Shaolin Wudang, chivalrous Hengjiang", "the world is for the public, a righteous body" and so on [Xianmo: Zhengqi Building is suitable for hanging this kind of banner], covering the Xuan window as dark [Xianmo: Hung with a room of black, praise and disapproval without traces, all used dark], there is almost no room on the wall, [ Xianmo: Don't hang these words, but are innocent and clean, laughing to death,]

The man on the hill and Lu Huangqiao were pushed to sit on the chair of the middle hall, and the local hero Dou of Huangshi opened his arms and said first: "Everyone, there are so many swordsmen here, and I don't have the right to speak, but as the owner of this restaurant, please forgive my brother for being polite, let's say a few words first." "His neck is very thin, his big face is flat and black, like a small stick supporting a cake, and his voice is very loud.

A few people chimed in: "It should be, it should be, [Xianmo: Another small topic]" "Okay, listen to Dou Daxia." ”

The people quieted down, Dou Dakai cleared his throat, and said: "Speaking of which, you all know that the people of Juhao Pavilion are perverse, annexing gangs and factions, and expanding wildly, and the heroes on both sides of the Yangtze River are oppressed by them, and they all hate [Xianmo: Invincible is the time of invincibility, and now it's time for everyone to push the wall down,] , It's just that we are alone, unable to compete with it, these years have to swallow our anger, I longed for the Shanxi Qin family and the Hundred Swords League to think of the morality of the rivers and lakes, and to join hands to stop them, but the old lady Qin unfortunately died, sacrificed his life for the country, and the Hundred Swords League rebelled again, making the hero hate, draining blood and Mingtang, I waited in the fire and water, all thought that there would never be a day to turn over, I didn't expect that there were two people who worked hard, stepped forward, rushed thousands of miles to Dongting, explored Jun Mountain at night, and punished the bandit leader Yan Lingyun, Tenzin Chilie, the fundamental master of the White Sect, and his subordinates of the Four King Kongs, pierced the treacherous conspiracy of the five-party talks with Himeno Ping, and even captured the leader of the Yellow Sect and the national teacher of Wara, so that the ugly face of Juhao Pavilion will be in the light of day from now on, and he can no longer harm the rivers and lakes, everyone, who are these two great heroes. ”

The group shouted one after another: "Hahaha, do you need to talk about it?" "That's naturally the man on the hill and the old swordsman Lu. "Yes, yes, in addition to the heads of the two factions of Shaolin and Wudang, who else can there be." ”

Dou Dakai took the wine glass from the waiter's hand, and said with a big smile: "If you want to talk about martial arts justice, you have to Taishan Beidou, on behalf of the heroes and heroes who have been oppressed by Juhao Pavilion along the Yangtze River, I will first give a glass to the two old swordsmen." The others also responded and raised their glasses to invite them.

The people on the hill looked at Lu Huangqiao, Lu Huangqiao looked at the people on the hill, swept around and didn't see Guo Shu Ronghua and Chang Sihao, and there was no one in the official face, his eyes were re-aligned, and he was like a mirror in his heart: "Needless to say, this is the arrangement of the governor again." "But since the rise of the Hundred Swords League, the Qin Family, and the Juhao Pavilion, Shaolin Wudang has not seen such a scenery for a long time, and today everyone is so hot that their faces are hot, numb, crispy, and comfortable, and they want to uncover it, not to mention sticking to the belt meat, it is also painful to clip the cold hair [Xianmo: There are many such things in reality, who can escape, the author is mostly disgusted by the world, so he will mock it in the book, and he will not complain and be uncomfortable,], so he was half embarrassed and embarrassed, and said with a smile: "Don't dare to be, don't dare to be, for the justice of the rivers and lakes, Fellow martial artists, as it should be, as it should be. "[Xianmo: The second place, two should be,] [Xianmo second comment: It's really the third place, I missed the previous paragraph of the last batch, after making up for it, it's the third place here, so be it, don't change it,]

Chen Zhibin stood up, holding the wine glass, and smiled with a little resentment: "Lu Lao swordsman widely sent hero stickers, invited friends on the rivers and lakes to come together to denounce Juhao Pavilion, but left us behind, this shouldn't be, although the Qin family has been hit by tragic events one after another, but the young master of my family cares about the rivers and lakes, and never forgets where his roots are. ”

When Lu Huangqiao heard the "Hero Post", he was still confused, and the people on the hill had their brains turning quickly, and they had already reacted: Shaolin monks are not easy to pretend, but it is still very easy to find someone to put on a robe and send a letter.

Shi Benxiu said: "The ancient chivalrous people should be righteous, ask for their lives for the people, sacrifice their lives for the country, die without regret, gather Haoge to plot rebellion, this is no longer as simple as the grievances of the rivers and lakes, the young master of Qin and the lord of the Chang Alliance contributed from the front of the Rong Throwing Army, who does not respect [Xianmo: Pull Jue Xiang and Xiao Chang into your team of Jianghu moral wells, who taught this,], the two of them know the general situation, People who know the overall situation, the action is long before I wait, do you still need the hero sticker, but I also want to blame the two seniors a little, the two old swordsmen have invited me to help, but why can't they wait to sneak into Junshan first, even if it is a short time, when everyone arrives and sets off together, it also shows momentum. ”

Huo Qiuhai didn't wait for the person on the hill to speak, and explained for him first: "Hey, Shimen Chang misunderstood, think about it, we live in the north and south of the world, and the distance is far and near, and it takes a lot of time to get together, and at that time, the five-party talks in Juhao Pavilion are imminent, and the two old swordsmen must be anxious, and there is no way to do it [Xianmo: Yes, think about what the masses think, and what the masses can reach, the police must be served, and the police must be sent quickly]. Gu Yishen, the owner of Tianyun Thatched Cottage, said: "Yes, Huo Zhangmen's words make sense, originally I was with the old swordsman Yin in the deep well 'one dream for ten years', but halfway through hearing the news of Juhao Pavilion holding a 'five-party talks', the old swordsman said that with the temper of the two old masters, most of them couldn't hold back, and they would definitely go first to sabotage the talks. [Xianmo: Idiot, a dream for ten years, this old thing didn't go to Datong at the beginning, how can this time be for justice, you can know that you came to the well to earn reputation, but halfway through, I heard that it was dangerous to make a big deal, and I found an excuse to withdraw, and the reason why I couldn't see him in the later text is this, this is not the author who wrote the lost character, but really wrote this old thing and ran away,]

Huo Qiuhai said: "Oh, even the old swordsman Yin has come out of the mountain [Xianmo: wonderful, I specially add a sentence out of the mountain, but the place where the old swordsman Yin lives is called "going down to the deep well", and when he comes out, he should not be called out of the mountain, he should be called out of the well (police), and he will hide in case of a major incident, who is scolding, the book is black all over the book, hurry up, hurry up, good, if you want to say, it is still the face of the Venerable Master and the old swordsman Lu. Chen Zhibin said with a smile: "There are still a lot of people, some have just arrived at the riverside, some are going to Dongting to pounce on the air, and they can't find the direction, now under the encirclement and suppression of the official army, Taihu, Lushan, and Junshan The three parallel main rudders have been broken, and the general trend of Juhao Pavilion has gone. ”

Everyone said yes, and then in the laughter and the aroma of food and wine, they affectionately reviewed the long history of the two factions of Shaolin and Wudang; deeply remembered the sages of the two factions who died young or enjoyed their old age; deeply reflected on the mistake of failing to raise vigilance and letting Juhao Pavilion sit big in the south of the Yangtze River, and spoke highly of the chivalrous ancient style of the two old swordsmen who sacrificed themselves for righteousness [Xian Mo: The narrative is specially borrowed from the news style, and the irony is straight to the bone, the black dead do not pay for their lives, and they are really the worst in the world,], Banquet** After the feast, the two of them went back to take the boat, Lu Huangqiao drank a little more, and his nose became more and more red, as if he had just been stung intimately by a hundred horse mosquitoes, his steps were a little vain, and while swaying, he said with a short tongue: "Look, what am I talking about, over the years, under the light of the Hundred Swords Alliance, our two factions have gone straight downhill, plus the Qin family and Juhao Pavilion have also come to the top, and they have compared us more and more, what' Shaolin Wudang, Taishan Beidou', who still takes it seriously in their hearts, the Venerable Master, it's not the old way who drank two or two more wines, just say that the old generation is not, our master, master, these generations are dedicated to cultivation, do not ask about the world, it was originally wrong [Xianmo: It's not this set of words on the boat, is it a mouth], in fact, the world is chaotic, everything is a Taiji, officialdom and martial arts, where can I get so clear, Guo Dugong, that is a person who believes in his word...... Look at our scenery today, don't you answer his words...... Venerable Master, we are on the right track, we are on the right foot......"

There was also an officer in front of him who played a lantern to guide the way, and the people on the hill felt that it was very difficult to hear this, so he hurriedly covered it with the sleeves of his robe, and helped him with his arm to shake him with dark energy, Lu Huangqiao was excited, confused, confused, and excited, and came to the side of the boat, only to see more than forty monks standing neatly in front of him, and he said strangely: "Hey, is this your disciple of the Venerable Master, when did you come?" ”

Xiaoshan Zongshu is familiar with these monks, but what is certain is that they are by no means his own disciples, and these people are newly shaved to see their scalps, and there is no hot ring scar on the top of their heads, [Xian Mo: Burning ring scars is a bad habit of the Yuan Dynasty, and the Ming people have continued it, which is really shameless, but the author not only scolded Xiaoshan, but also scolded all the monks who did not know how to distinguish between good and bad from the Yuan Dynasty to Xiaoshan,]

Just as he was about to ask, one of the monks stepped forward and said with a smile: "The old teacher has returned, Amitabha, please come to the boat and rest." ”

The man on the hill said: "Don't dare, may I ask which Zen forest treasure temple you are a monk in, why do you call Lao Qu a teacher." The monk smiled, turned his hand to the monks behind him, and said, "We are all orphans without parents, adopted by you in the Shaolin Temple since childhood, Master, and taught Buddhism when you grow up, how can you forget." Seeing that the people on the hill were inexplicable, he smiled again and said, "Master witnessed the signing of the covenant of the three religions of red, white and yellow before, and once told Master Huoli and Master Sonam that they would send monks to Tibet, Warat and other places to translate the scriptures and participate in the Dharma together, so he summoned his disciples to come, have you forgotten these?" ”

The people on the hill woke up: This is Guo Shu Ronghua's arrangement, carefully and carefully, aren't these monks the officials under Zeng Shiquan, no wonder they look familiar [Xianmo: The magic is that the fake monk does not burn the scar, but has no bad habits, who is good and who is bad,] before, I wondered why Guo Shu Ronghua cared about the three religions, and would mediate and make a covenant for them, and pull himself to be a witness, dare to love is a pretense, Tibet, Tatar, In these places, the Han people are too eye-catching, and it is extremely difficult to penetrate ordinary fine work, so he wants to take this opportunity to extend the tentacles of Dongchang into the three places through the cover of Shaolin.

I figured out the meaning of the drunkard, but I had nothing to say [Xianmo: Xiao Guo used a plan, it is all a conspiracy, you can see it and you have to do it, this is a big politician,], I had to smile dumbly: "Oh, oh, people are a little older, and their memory is also poor, alas, it's useless, it's useless......" dragged heavy steps to the boat, and the monk bowed over and put his hands around his arm: "The ground is slippery, Master be careful." The man on the hill said: "Don't dare to be, don't dare to be." The monk smiled: "It should be, it should be." [Xianmo: the third place, the three places in the text should be [Xianmo Second Commentary Supplement: It is not three, but four, but one of them is just a cliché of the guests, and does not involve the main plot,] , three don't dare to be, the bottom should not be, dare not be, Xiao Guo should not be, Xiao Chang doesn't care whether he dares to be or not, Xiaoshan two people should not be, but should not be when it should be, so it is really dare to be, and finally this officer is really should, Xiaoshan is really not afraid to be, but dare not be when it is also appropriate, the name of this chapter should be, in fact, it is not written that it should not be, but when it is written when it is not, when it is inappropriate, when it is not appropriate, and it is not necessary to dare to be it,]