Chapter 179: The Sword in the Wine (Thanks to GGary for the alliance!)
After passing Xuanyuan Pass, head straight northwest.
Pan Shizheng and Li Chunfeng are both familiar names. It feels really special to suddenly become their juniors.
As for accepting disciples, I have no thoughts of doing so for now.
Zhou Yi suddenly thought that this kid Li Chunfeng would be more compatible with Fellow Daoist Yuan.
After all, it is a back-rubbing combination.
With a humorous smile, he climbed to the top of a mountain.
Looking north towards Yi and Luo, one can only see a line of cold water, winding like a ribbon. The water flows slowly, as if it cannot carry the dry reeds in the river.
He identified the direction of Yishui and quickened his pace.
The sun is setting in the west, and in the distance there is a wisp of smoke, straight as a spear, as if it is about to pierce through the evening clouds.
I could smell a fragrance from a distance.
It turned out that someone had built a bonfire by the Yishui River and used a sharpened bamboo to pierce the belly of a fish. The fish was roasted until it was shiny and oily, making people unable to help but take a few more glances.
On the left side of the campfire stood a handsome young man with a broad back, and next to him was a tall woman wiping her sword.
The moment Zhou Yi appeared, the heroic young man turned around.
Ba Fenghan saw that the man was wearing white clothes as white as snow. Although his steps were fast, he gave people a strange feeling. This was because he did not look tired at all, which was very different from the martial artists who traveled around the world.
Compared to the handsome appearance, Ba Fenghan was more concerned about the long sword at the visitor's waist.
The desire to fight in my heart is so hard to suppress.
Sword master, well, come on!
His eyes gleamed brightly, and the corners of his mouth curled up high: "Jun Yu, I have already chosen my opponent."
Fu Junyu was about to ask, "Who did you choose?"
She glanced sideways and realized there was no need to ask any more questions.
Compared to Ba Fenghan, because she practiced the Jiuxuan Dafa and the swordplay, she could see through things and observe people from a more discerning angle.
The so-called chess is played by people and swords, and chess is played by swords.
The art of swordplay and chess was created by Fu Cailin, who combined the principles of chess with swordplay to create an extraordinary skill.
But it is not just a sword technique, as long as the outside is empty and the mind is real.
Control the real and illuminate the void, and you can play against all things.
Master Yiqian's Jiuxuan Dafa has reached the ninth level, reaching the point where the lower one guards the form, the upper one guards the spirit, and the divine is in the air, and the signs are in motion.
This lineage is rather strange. The younger the disciple is, the higher his talent is.
Fu Junyu is second only to his junior sister and has already practiced the Jiuxuan Dafa to the seventh level.
While keeping his mind focused, he used the sword technique of chess to observe the person coming, and suddenly a wave of emotion arose in his heart.
The footsteps of the man in white were ordinary, but they gave her the feeling that his pace and speed were totally mismatched. The source of this misconception was the word "棋".
If you look at it casually, you won't see anything wrong with it.
But once the "chess sword technique" is used, it becomes two people sitting opposite each other on a chessboard and playing chess, and she uses her own ideas to strategize the moves.
The chess players plan and fight for the pieces on the chessboard, and in the end the winner is revealed.
In a short time, Fu Junyu glanced at the person coming over again, and then turned his eyes to look at Ba Fenghan.
The sound gathered into a line and said to him:
"This person is extraordinary. There are so many masters in Dongdu. You might as well find someone else."
"Jun Yu, you underestimate me, Ba Fenghan."
His smile grew wider as he lifted up a jar of Tibetan wine he had brought from the retreat and took a big gulp.
Ba Fenghan said with domineering attitude:
"When you've mastered your swordsmanship and long for an opponent, a master suddenly appears. That must be heaven's will. For a swordsman, the opponent is unimportant; this kindness must not be wasted."
After saying this, he raised his head and drank heavily, wetting a large area of his shirt on his chest.
"Friend, please stay~!"
Zhou Yi came to Yishui and looked for the source of the sound, but he was not very interested.
Ba Fenghan noticed he was wearing a wine gourd and called out, "I have an eighty-year-old bottle of Wucheng Zhiruoxiachun, a gift from Xia Wang Dou Jiande. Any interest?"
Fu Junyu glanced at Ba Fenghan in surprise.
This guy seems to have changed a lot in temperament while working as a blacksmith with Sanlong.
He actually knows how to cater to his preferences.
I saw the man in white coming over.
Zhou Yi had tasted the Tukuchun of Xingyang, the Shaochun of Jiannan, and also the Ruoxiachun of Wucheng and the Shidongchun of Fuping.
He became interested.
I took a look at the man and woman and confirmed that I had never dealt with them before.
"We just met by chance, why are you treating me to a drink?"
After hearing this, Ba Fenghan picked up an unopened pottery jar and threw it out.
With his powerful energy, he could easily shatter the wine jar if he wasn't careful.
But the pottery jar suddenly flew out, and due to an ingenious force, even the wine did not shake.
Zhou Yi casually stretched out his hand, and the wine jar rested obediently in his hand.
Fu Junyu couldn't help but look at Zhou Yi again, and Ba Fenghan's fighting spirit became even stronger.
He must understand that his strength, fused with the wine, would burst forth the moment the opponent took the drink, yet he saw no sign of the opponent's attempt to release the force. It was like a swordsman drawing his sword, and then striking with it, while the opponent not only remained motionless but also unharmed.
Isn't that weird?
"It's really amazing. I didn't make a mistake."
Ba Fenghan praised him and explained, "We have never met before, but there is a saying in the martial arts world that goes, 'No fighting, no acquaintance.'"
He gestured towards Fu Junyu:
"Ever since I met this girl, I've become even more obsessed with playing swordplay. There are many swordsmen in the martial arts world, but most of them are ordinary and unworthy of mention. It's a joy to meet an opponent."
"I see you possess great swordsmanship, why don't you fight me?"
His tall figure unfolded, and his words exuded strong confidence.
Zhou Yi glanced at the two of them and guessed their identities from their words.
According to the news from Wagangzhai before, Ba Fenghan seemed to have gone to Hebei with Shilong Kouxu.
The one next to him should be Fu Cailin’s second apprentice.
Zhou Yi shook his drink and said, "What if I don't fight with you?"
Ba Feng laughed coldly and said, "If you lose, you will become another stepping stone for me to forge an invincible will."
He stroked the sword in his hand:
"This sword is called Zhan Xuan. Xuan means Bi Xuan. Killing Wu Zun is my goal."
He flashed his blade and a white light appeared:
"If you're afraid of fighting, then there's no need to force yourself. It's like Qu Ao, whose martial arts will collapsed. No matter how amazing his innate skills were, he no longer had the courage to draw his sword against Wu Zun."
Zhou Yi couldn't help but laugh: "I see you're drinking without eating, are you drunk?"
Ba Fenghan held the sword in one hand and lifted the wine jar with the other, then tilted his head back and gulped down half the jar of wine.
"This wine is rich and sweet. I won't get drunk even if I drink a thousand cups."
His eyes suddenly became sharp: "Draw your sword."
Zhou Yi opened the seal of the wine and said, "You like swords and wine. For the sake of this jar of wine, I will give you a chance to get drunk on both swords and wine."
"oh?"
Ba Fenghan exerted force and the wine jar shattered, leaving only a sword in his hand. He then poured all his spirit into the sword, almost becoming one with it.
He was full of energy and power, and his authority was extraordinary.
At this moment, Fu Junyu on the side felt that Zhou Yi was too arrogant.
He hadn't drawn his sword yet. Once Ba Fenghan drew his sword, it would be too late to draw his sword since they were less than two feet apart.
But then he heard a clear and soothing voice: "Draw your sword."
Ba Fenghan was filled with anger. Looking at the calm and composed young man in front of him, he felt that he was being looked down upon.
Immediately, the sound of swords in the frontier, smoke rising everywhere, bones buried in the yellow earth, and other Fenghan styles brewed in his mind, and the transformation of the seven styles turned into one.
As the sword is swung out, there is a feeling of freedom as if you are galloping freely in the storm of yellow sand Gobi!
“Bang~!”
At this moment, a clear sound was heard, like waves stirring up an oasis in the desert, and Fu Junyu's pupils suddenly dilated.
The young man in white was holding a jar of Wuchengzhi Ruoxiachun in his left hand, and the wine was about to burst out.
Then he clenched his right hand and grabbed the drink.
It was hard to believe that the wine took the shape of a sword in a flash. He pulled it upwards, and the amber wine formed a crystal-clear long sword.
It gave people a strange feeling as if he was pulling out a long sword from a wine jar.
Suddenly, the strong smell of wine on the long sword was fully aroused. You must know that the smell of wine was extremely strong and it would burn when it met fire. As a burst of burning true energy descended, a sword in wine with flames suddenly appeared in Fu Junyu's eyes!
The smell of alcohol that had lasted for eighty years turned from virtual to real at this moment and became a blazing flame.
The aroma of wine filled the air within a radius of several feet.
Zhou Yi swung his sword, and Ba Fenghan seemed to see a mirage, because the sword in Zhou Yi's hand shattered with one slash, and it was difficult to describe the difference between reality and illusion.
But the violent sword energy, mixed with fire and the smell of alcohol, rushed towards him.
He held his breath, trying hard to find the possibility in the impossible, but there was no flaw. He didn't want to dodge, so he had to rush into the fire. He gritted his teeth, glared, shouted, and swung his sword hard. Under the collision of the strong forces, his whole body shook!
The next moment, he flew backwards along with the Zhanxuan Sword.
With a "plop" sound~!
The Yishui River was smashed into a huge wave, which extinguished the flames on Ba Fenghan's hair and body with a hissing sound, and a puff of green smoke mixed with the smell of alcohol emanated from it.
All the fish in the Yi River were attracted here, thinking that anglers from Dongdu were fishing there.
Ba Fenghan had just said that he was not drunk, but after inhaling the alcohol, he immediately became drunk and motionless, flowing downstream along the Yi River.
"Good wine, it's really good wine."
Hearing this voice, Fu Junyu withdrew his gaze from the river and took two steps back.
She looked at the young man in white and was surprised by his identity.
Suddenly, she thought of something.
Ba Fenghan, you really know how to pick your opponents.
"Miss, do you also want to duel swords with me?"
Fu Junyu shook his head and listened to him say, "Your companion is dead drunk, pull him out."
"Goodbye."
Fu Junyu cupped his hands, unwilling to stay with such a dangerous person.
She didn't try to rescue anyone, but instead stepped on the sunset and ran downstream, waiting for Ba Fenghan there.
Zhou Yi sent her away and looked at the fish roasting on the campfire.
Thinking it would be a waste not to eat, I sat down with peace of mind.
Drinking wine, eating fish and appreciating the autumn scenery of Yishui River is really a unique experience.
After a while, when I looked downstream again, the two people were no longer in sight.
After taking the last sip of wine, he set off again, feeling satisfied both physically and mentally, heading towards Dongdu.
At the same time, downstream of the Yi River near Yanshi, seven or eight people were standing at the bow of a merchant ship flying the "Song Clan" flag.
Hearing someone shouting from the bow, more people gathered.
"Oh my god, Xiaoling, am I dazzled? Isn't that rheumatism?"
Kou Zhong's eyes widened. Xu Ziling beside him said, "It's Ba kid."
"Why is Ba boy floating in the water again?"
The people on the boat heard a gust of wind and turned to see Fu Junyu by the river. She jumped six feet and jumped onto the boat.
Fu Junyu originally wanted to rescue Ba Fenghan, but this guy seemed to have suffered a huge blow.
He had clearly regained consciousness, but he kept holding the sword, drifting with the flow, unwilling to speak.
But Kou Zhong doesn't care about that.
Hearing a "splash" sound, he jumped into the water, followed by the waves, and brought Ba Fenghan back to the deck.
Fu Jun'er came up and asked her junior sister, "What's wrong with him?"
Fu Junyu glanced at Ba Fenghan and said, "He had a sword fight with someone else and was defeated."
Ba Fenghan looked at the sky, as if he didn't hear the people talking around him.
Song Shidao looked at Fu Jun'er and stood aside without saying a word. Liu Heita and Kou Xu beside him also squatted down, showing concern.
After all, he also worked as a blacksmith at the Wagang Arsenal.
Another group broke through the military formations of Li Mi and Yu Wenhuaji, and they had a very close relationship.
"Is he seriously injured?" Liu Heita asked.
"It seems the other party didn't use too much force."
"You didn't hit him hard?" Kou Zhong couldn't help but turn his head. "Second Sister Yu, are you kidding me? How could you have beaten Ba brat like this without hitting him hard?"
Xu Ziling looked at Ba Fenghan's burnt hair and clothes: "He looks like he's been roasted by fire."
Shilong, who had been meditating on the side of the boat, couldn't help but come over.
Fu Junyu then told the story of Ba Fenghan looking for someone to challenge.
In fact, she didn't need to explain it in such detail. She just observed Ba Fenghan's reaction while speaking, giving him a chance to stop herself.
However, Ba Fenghan completely ignored her.
Finally, it comes to choosing the opponent and the man in white appears.
Liu Heita scratched his head and asked, "Who is this person? Did he tell me his name?"
Fu Junyu shook his head: "No, but I already know who he is."
"Who is it?"
Fu Jun'er noticed that her junior sister's expression changed, and she immediately knew that this person was no ordinary person.
Fu Junyu said with certainty: "It is the Taoist Heavenly Master."
"ah?!!"
Kou and Xu screamed in surprise and became very excited.
Everyone around, including Shi Long and Song Shidao, had different expressions, and they showed admiration to Ba Fenghan, saying "You have guts".
Beside Liu Heita, a young general named Su Dingfang was surprised.
"Brother Liu, is it that martial arts grandmaster that Brother Ba challenged?"
"It's him."
Liu Heita was both excited and worried, as the Heavenly Master he had been thinking about appeared in Luoyang.
Thinking of Ning Sanren’s prophecy that he “will not live past the age of 28”, I wonder if the Heavenly Master has any way to break it?
His thoughts were interrupted by Xu Ziling:
"Ba brat has just come out of seclusion and has already witnessed a rare sword technique that others rarely see. He is so lucky."
Shi Long said: "You are indeed lucky, but I am afraid that the blow you suffered this time is too great."
Kou Zhong looked at the distraught Ba Fenghan, and suddenly a brilliant plan came to his mind.
So he raised his voice, making Ba Fenghan's ears buzz. "Ba boy, it looks like your martial arts will has been shattered. Do you want us to send you to Xingyang and let the Indian monk mend your mind?"
"He might be your spiritual mentor."
"Qu Ao fought Wu Zun, and you fought Tianshi. Your injuries should be similar."
Kou Zhong's words really worked. Ba Fenghan turned around in frustration and said, "Qu Ao doesn't even have the courage to face Wu Zun. How can this coward compare to me?"
"After I escaped from Wu Zun, all I thought about every day was how to defeat him."
When he was young, his parents were killed by horse thieves. In order to survive, he lived a life of exile on the edge of a knife and developed a tenacious character in the cruel environment where he either killed or was killed.
This character is also integrated into martial arts.
Just thinking about the fantastic scene just now really had a huge impact on his martial arts concepts.
Can't understand how that was done.
He pushed his hands against the deck and returned to a normal sitting position.
Xu Ziling saw him come back to his senses and asked curiously, "You have faced Wu Zun before, and now you are facing Tianshi. Who do you think is stronger between them?"
After careful consideration, Ba Fenghan said, "They can both use scorching, boiling Qi, but their fighting methods are completely different. Bi Xuan prefers the traditional techniques of Mobei, like the scorching sun above the desert."
"This one is hard to describe and hard to pin down. I've just been thinking about it, but I can't figure out how to turn wine into a sword and slash with such power."
"This is a sword technique I have never seen before, to be honest."
Even Ba Fenghan, such a resilient person, had a look of hesitation: "His swordsmanship has given me many ideas and inspirations, but they are difficult to grasp. The more I think about it, the more I feel extremely uncomfortable."
Fu Junyu asked: "Why do you say that?"
Everyone looked at Ba Fenghan, and they were inspired by the swordsmanship of the martial arts grandmaster.
Isn’t this a good thing?
Ba Fenghan's eyes were deep. "I was defeated miserably by Wu Zun, but I could feel the limits of Yan Yang Dafa. As I continue to practice, the gap between him and me is narrowing day by day. One day I will surpass him."
"But if you try to experience the martial arts of this Taoist master, you'll find that there are untapped limits. The more you pursue, the further away you become. It's like walking in the desert and suddenly losing your direction, with the raging sand filling the air and making it impossible to see anything. That's the most despairing thing."
He snorted, "I hope these are just illusions."
Fu Jun'er took this very seriously and looked at her junior sister: "Junyu, is that so?"
Fu Junyu shook his head: "I didn't face that sword directly, so I can't feel it as deeply as he does."
"but."
She paused, and although reluctant, she still said, "The swordsmanship of this Taoist master is extremely magical, and is worthy of being compared with Master's swordsmanship."
When Fu Jun'er thought about this person's age, she really didn't know what to say.
She glanced down the Yi River.
Gai Suwen is an ambitious guy. He made friends with Mobei and cooperated with Li Mi, who was the mortal enemy of Taoist Tianshi.
Now that Fu Nanda is here, I'm afraid there will be a fierce battle.
Fu Jun'er was unsure about her master's attitude and a look of worry flashed through her mind.
Song Shidao, who fell in love with her at first sight, had been paying attention to her for a long time. He did not comfort her abruptly, but simply changed the subject: "It's getting late, we should hurry to Dongdu."
Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling no longer joked with Ba Fenghan.
Although I had guessed that Boss Zhou was going to Dongdu, I was still excited when I heard the exact news.
It has been a long time since we last met in Jiangdu.
This time, Liu Heita led the troops of King Xia Dou Jiande to the Eastern Capital, and they also came to join in the fun. Miss Zhai Jiao's troops encountered an army of Li Mi near Yanshi.
They had just fought and killed, and then they met Song Shidao who was sending Sister Fu to Luoyang.
Gai Suwen colluded with Jin Zhengzong and Li Mi of Goguryeo, but this group of people did not get along with the King of Goguryeo, and the master of chess and sword also had two bets.
After Yang Guang's death, the "useless minister Yuan" of Goguryeo whom he mentioned also died.
Now it is Gao Yuan's half-brother Gao Jianwu, King Rongliu, who has inherited the throne.
Goguryeo was also in internal strife. Kou Xu had met Master Yiqian and knew the situation in Goguryeo.
Even if there is no sibling relationship, it would be fine to travel together at this time.
The sky gradually darkened. While Song Shidao and his group were still on their way, a figure in white had already stepped onto the bluestone official road about nine miles east of Dongdu City.
“Gee, gee~!”
Several fast horses galloped past, and they were just whipping their horses, and no one looked in the direction of Zhou Yi.
There are too many people going to Dongdu recently.
There are countless young men in green, black and white clothes. As long as they don't reveal their martial arts skills, few people care.
Zhou Yi looked at the fast horses, walked forward about a hundred steps, and stepped onto a small hill.
There is still a short distance to Dongdu, but the towering city can be seen ahead.
That is enough to rival the magnificent wall of Jiangdu.
If there are no problems inside, the city walls alone can easily block enemies from all directions.
Ordinary siege warfare had no effect on the nearly 40-meter-high city wall.
As dusk fell, Zhou Yi quickened his pace again.
Just as we got down the hill, we heard the sound of horse hooves in the distance.
The sound of hooves was very slow, as if someone was leading the horse.
Not long after, a horseman appeared from a bend in a reed marsh. The horse was walking slowly along the road, occasionally lowering its head to nibble on the grass. There was a person lying on its back, dressed in brocade clothes, with its face tilted to the outside.
I couldn't see his face, but he was a man with a large figure.
Zhou Yi thought he was asleep, but he found that his hands were drooping and he had no strength at all. He ignored the horse when it walked into the grass.
As soon as he got close, the horse became alert and ran away.
Zhou Yi flew forward. If he couldn't outrun a horse, it would be a disgrace.
He jumped and lifted the man off the horse. The horse was smart. As soon as the man was thrown off its back, it snorted in the distance and refused to move forward.
"Hey, wake up."
The man was about fifty years old, with a thick mustache and a handsome appearance, but half of his hair was white.
I called him several times but he didn't wake up.
Zhou Yi stretched out his hand and pushed Qi towards the central acupoint on his back, all the way to the Shenzhu acupoint.
The muscles on both sides of the man's neck twitched, and he woke up slowly, opening his eyes in a daze.
"Friend, who are you?"
"I was just passing by."
Zhou Yi briefly summarized what had happened.
The middle-aged man bowed weakly: "Thank you."
"Your horse is very smart and should be able to take you home. I'll go ahead."
"That's not my horse."
Zhou Yi was slightly startled and looked at the snorting horse. Wasn't this horse protecting its master?
"Friend, if you're going to Dongdu, you can leave an hour later. Don't rush at this time. Someone is taking action in Dongcheng right now."
"Kill you?"
Hearing this rhetorical question, the man's eyelids twitched. He didn't expect that the young man was so smart.
"yes."
"Who are you?"
"I am."
He hesitated and looked at Zhou Yi again. He was stiff and needed help. The man in front of him should not be a bad person, otherwise he would have killed him long ago.
"My name is Lu Chu."
Big fish! Zhou Yi laughed and said, "Why was Lu Neishi chased here?"
The Minister of Internal Affairs was the highest official in the Ministry of Internal Affairs. This one of the Seven Nobles of Luoyang was even more miserable than the man from the Guo family on the mountain road.
At least we are on the mountain road.
You've been treated like this at the gate of Dongdu University. You've lost all your face.
Lu Chu was a little embarrassed and was about to explain when he suddenly heard a whistle in the distance and the horse neighed loudly.
It gives a signal, and the person whistling from afar can immediately identify the direction when he hears it.
I heard the sound of breaking wind and found out that it was two masters.
"One of our own."
Lu Chu reminded him from the side, and Zhou Yi's eyes penetrated the night and saw that the man was about twenty-six or twenty-seven years old, with a hero's bun on his head, wearing a martial arts uniform and a leather vest, and looked handsome.
At this time, he holds a pair of flying hammers in both hands.
The other person was a very pretty girl with an oval face, a year or two younger than the young man next to her. She held a scimitar in her hand and exuded a wildness like Princess Lianrou.
The weapons of the two men were stained with blood and their breathing was a little rapid.
It was obvious that they had just had a fierce fight.
"Lu Neishi, get on your horse and go."
Zhou Yi ignored Lu Chu who was about to mount his horse, and looked behind the couple.
Sure enough, a voice came:
"Where are you going~!"
The young man swung his sword, and the woman slashed backwards with her knife.
Several sparks flashed in the air, and there were loud "bang" sounds. Three masters came chasing after them. The stronger one fought against the young man, and the other two fought against the woman.
Zhou Yi originally planned to watch from the sidelines, but suddenly he felt a familiar breath.
He took a quick step forward, and Lu Chu saw a flash of white shadow. The light was already dim, and it was even harder to see clearly at this time.
“Ugh~!”
After three consecutive screams, a man was heard praising, "Great clawing skills!"
He was originally using Fei Lao and had a good understanding of claw techniques.
I was fighting with a tough opponent, but unexpectedly a claw came from the side, exposing the opponent's defense and killing him instantly.
The wonderful angles of his attacks and the precise timing of his attacks are all at the level of a martial arts master.
Under Zhou Yi's three claws, the young man and woman broke away from the battle and came to Lu Chu's side together.
Without saying a word, he blew the whistle to drive the horse away, then grabbed Lu Chu and jumped onto a tall willow tree beside the road.
Under the cover of night, he squatted behind the branches, held his breath, and did not move.
The sound of horse hooves rumbled and smoke and dust rose up.
The footsteps of a large formation were heard from the direction of Dongdu. As soon as they appeared, we saw spears like a forest and archers lined up in rows.
This group of people is very powerful, and there are at least three thousand of them.
They were all strong and elite soldiers, and traces of battle could be seen as they moved.
Leading the group was a tall and mighty general in silver armor, with a sinister expression, two swords on his back, and a spear in his hand.
His true energy was strong, and he shouted as he walked, his voice carrying far away: "Lu Neishi, I have killed the bandits. Come with me back to the city."
"Lu Neishi"
He pricked up his ears and called out continuously, and he would immediately notice any slight movement.
The man and woman held Lu Chu's back and helped him hold his breath.
How dare I respond at this time?
Only after the army had completely passed and chased into the distance did Lu Chu in the tree breathe a sigh of relief.
"Who is that?"
"Wulian Sword, Xiang Siren, he is Wang Shichong's confidant."
"We are all members of the Seven Nobles, so why is Lu Neishi hiding from his own family?"
Faintly catching a glimpse of the smile on Zhou Yi's face, Lu Chu knew that he was very capable and didn't take the teasing to heart: "Wang Shichong and I don't get along. If something happens outside the city, it's hard to explain. Once inside the city, they won't dare to act so arrogantly."
After that, he asked again: "I wonder where you are from, sir, and why you have come to the Eastern Capital now."
He asked all sorts of questions and it was obvious that he was not a local.
Zhou Yi explained, "My last name is Zhou. I'm actually a farmer in the countryside. I know some medical skills. The Dugu family invited me here to try to treat the old lady."
"I see."
They stayed on the willow tree and did not come down. As expected, dozens of riders came back and attacked them.
Lu Chu had no conflicts with the Dugu family, and they had a common enemy, Wang Shichong.
Therefore, he looked at Zhou Yi with a friendlier look.
"What are the origins of those people who were just beaten and killed?"
The young man said, "He's a master from the Taihang Gang."
Zhou Yi thought of the people he met when he rescued Shili Kuang in Daba Mountain. They were also from the Taihang Gang.
After the young man finished speaking, he introduced himself:
"My name is Tuoba Yu."
"This is my junior sister Chun Yuwei."
Noticing the change in Zhou Yi's expression, Junior Sister Chun Yuwei asked, "Master Zhou, do you know us?"
"I've certainly heard of Wu Zun's disciples. I wonder why you two are with Lu Nei Shi? This is very strange. Could it be that Wu Zun is also interested in the Dongdu court?"
I sensed a hint of hostility from him.
Tuoba Yu was not angry, and even understood where the hostility came from:
"Master Zhou, you're worrying too much. We're helping Lu Neishi just to repay a favor. He helped us more than half a month ago, and now he's sent people to help us find our mortal enemy, Ba Fenghan. This man killed our senior brother, and we want to seek revenge on him."
"that is."
Chun Yuwei said, "We don't have the time to meddle in what's happening in the Eastern Capital."
They had just chatted for a while when the dozens of riders who had just passed by returned to chase the main force.
Four people came down from the tree.
Chunyu Wei blew a whistle, and the horse hiding deep in the reeds came out in a flash, it was really smart.
Even flat-haired animals can have psychic abilities, let alone horses.
Because Zhou Yi was going to the Dugu clan, Lu Chu intended to use him to pass on a message, and he talked about his own affairs along the way.
"I received a secret letter saying that Li Mi's chief military advisor, Shen Luoyan, was outside the city. I believed it and fell for it. If it weren't for these two friends, I would be dead."
"Are you really planning to lure Li Mi into the city to contain Wang Shichong?"
"This is a strategy that Duke Lu came up with after a long period of research."
"Does the Dugu family approve?"
Lu Chu hesitated for a moment:
"At first, the head of the Dugu family supported the Duke of Lu, but later the old lady opposed it, and the Dugu family ignored the matter. However, they are Wang Shichong's main enemy. Young Master Zhou can go to the Dugu family and explain the pros and cons. Wang Shichong is in power and will definitely take action against the Dugu family. There is no way to avoid it."
"How can I persuade you?"
Lu Chu revealed a meaningful look: "Mr. Zhou is too modest. How can anyone who can be invited into the Dugu clan at this moment be an ordinary person?"
Zhou Yi smiled and asked, "Was it Yuan Wendu's idea to invite Li Mi?"
"Exactly."
"Don't you think this is a stupid idea?"
Lu Chu frowned slightly. He was in a high position of power in Dongdu, and few people dared to offend him like this.
However, since I couldn't tell the depth of the person in front of me, and since he had helped me, it was difficult to be angry with him.
"What advice do you have, Master Zhou?"
"Li Mi is struggling to find a way to break into Luoyang. You're here to give him a pillow. He'll feign compliance and enter the city. When the army arrives, he'll simply behead you all, and the Eastern Capital will be his."
This bad idea left Zhou Yi speechless:
"If Li Mi's army were deployed in the Eastern Capital, the experts from Xingyang would be unbridled. Mr. Lu, if the demon monk from India wanted to kill you, what would you do?"
"You're trying to balance Wang Shichong and Li Mi without considering their temperaments. It's entirely possible that they'll team up to kill you all first, and then fight it out."
Lu Chu sighed, "Duke Yuan and I have a pact. If the country is in trouble, we will die together. If you think I'm afraid of this or that, you underestimate me."
"The Nei Shi has a lot of guts, but his methods are wrong."
Lu Chu closed his eyes slightly: "What should I do then?"
Zhou Yi said, "You all know that the Dugu Clan is Wang Shichong's greatest enemy. Wouldn't it be more balanced if we simply supported the Dugu Clan and let them fight each other?"
Lu Chu originally thought that he had a brilliant plan, but he sneered at this moment.
"Mr. Zhou, whatever you can think of, all the officials in the Eastern Capital can think of."
"You want us to support the leader of the Dugu clan."
He shook his head and sighed, a little helpless: "Actually, we also want to, but the Dugu clan leader is a man who is shrewd on the surface but honest on the inside, so he is not suitable for playing conspiracies and tricks. Wang Shichong is an expert in this."
He has been very tactful.
But fearing Zhou Yi might not understand, he added, "If the old lady of the Dugu family were in charge of affairs, we wouldn't have to worry about this. Unfortunately, she is already very old and has a chronic illness."
"I hope Mr. Zhou can cure the old lady."
Lu Chu smiled bitterly:
"You may not know that recently the Dugu clan leader has taken a fancy to Wang Shichong's niece, Dong Shuni. Even after Li Mi promised to give Dong Shuni to him, the Dugu clan leader had no objection to Li Mi occupying Luoyang."
"Mr. Zhou, do you still want me to bet my entire fortune on the Dugu clan leader?"
After hearing this, Zhou Yi was speechless, knowing that this was the fact.
Fortunately, Xiaofeng has always been with her grandmother, otherwise she would have been led astray by her father.
Dugu Ce took his father as an example and socialized with Yun Yuzhen all day long.
Even at his age, he still acts as Dong Shu Ni's bootlicker.
For the sake of Dong Shuni, he cooperated with Li Mi. When Li Mi was defeated, he fled to Li Yuan.
Those who served in the same dynasty as Dugu Feng naturally understood his temperament.
He really had no chance of winning against Wang Shichong.
This personality is even worse than Dugu Sheng from Jiangdu.
When Zhou Yi thought that he was the little phoenix's father, he felt a little overwhelmed and even wanted to call Zhou Laotan.
Lu Chu saw that he was in deep thought and his face turned dark.
The Internal Affairs Commissioner, who was in a difficult situation, actually managed to find some humor in the midst of hardship and smiled: "Well, Master Zhou, you understand my difficulties, don't you?"
"The current Dongdu is like a pile of medicinal wines, nine out of ten of which are deadly poisons. If I must drink a bottle, I'd rather choose it myself. That way, even if I die, I won't have many complaints."
Zhou Yi nodded:
"You have a point, but maybe there is a way to find that one-tenth."
Lu Chu waited for him to continue, but Zhou Yi didn't say anything.
He only asked, "How many troops can you mobilize?"
"Most of the troops are in Wang Shichong's hands, led by Xiang Siren, Zhang Zhenzhou, Yang Gongqing, Chen Changlin, Lang Feng, Yang Qing, Song Mengqiu and other generals. We can mobilize about 10,000 people."
"However, most of the Imperial Guards are in the hands of the Dugu clan leader, and the Emperor Taizong trusts him very much."
The situation is similar to that in Jiangdu, and Yang Guang also trusts Dugu Sheng.
But when it comes to loyalty, Dugu Feng is far inferior to his second brother.
Wang Shichong had a large army, but there were also internal conflicts.
Not to mention other forces, the situation in the court of Dongdu alone is quite complicated.
Zhou Yi's eyes were slightly cold, and he was wondering in his heart whether he could find an opportunity to get rid of this scourge Wang Shichong.
On the way back to Dongdu, the two of them talked to each other.
Lu Chu had long since stopped looking down on him, and the more they talked, the more he felt that this Mr. Zhou was no ordinary person.
Tuoba Yu and Chunyu Wei always acted as listeners and rarely spoke.
Soon, a magnificent city wall appeared before their eyes.
The city had not yet completely fallen out. The people who Xiang Siren left at the city gate saw Lu Chu returning and came forward to greet him with a smile.
"Lu Neishi, I heard from the general that you were in danger and am looking for you."
"Thank you very much. Please call General Xiang back."
“Yes~!”
After entering the city, Lu Neishi breathed a sigh of relief and said to Tuoba Yu and Chunyu Wei:
"Don't worry, my men have been stationed at all the major gates, guarding them in shifts throughout the day. As long as Ba Fenghan shows up, we'll definitely be able to find him based on the portrait you gave us."
Tuoba Yu said: "He will definitely come here."
Lu Chu also specially sent people to each city gate to greet them and ask them to keep a close eye on them.
But what is unexpected is that.
Soon after Zhou Yi entered the city with them, with Song Shidao leading the way, Kou Zhong and Liu Heita carried a door panel, and Lu Chu's people didn't pay any attention to the door panel at all.
Who could have thought that this arrogant master that Lu Nei Shi had instructed would be so eccentric and enter Dongdu without any effort?
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(End of this chapter)
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