Chapter 77 World affairs are like chess
Since ancient times, only Chu and Qin were good at fighting. Compared with the heroic folk customs of the 800-mile Qinchuan, the Chu land in the Central Plains has become more scholarly. To put it simply, it may be the difference between swordsmen and swordsman.
The Ezhou City on the south bank of the Yangtze River is quiet and lying under the sky. There is no desolate and roughness of the northwest, nor does it have the small bridges and flowing waters of the Jiangnan water towns. The nine-curved corridors are between the two, and the integration of literature and martial arts is just right.
The wind and snow scattered on the thick and atmospheric long streets. Mei Qusheng rode a yellow-colored horse and carried a bamboo bookcase. There was still a long sword wrapped in black cloth next to the box. Walking through the bustling streets of pedestrians, it was like a scholar who was studying through Ezhou.
Green bamboo and plum wine, and the joy of the song is accompanied by the song.
Mei Qusheng's reputation before was no less than Xu Buling, who is now at its peak. However, since Xu Buling became famous all over the world, a generation of new people has changed to old people, Mei Qusheng seems to have disappeared.
It was not that Mei Qusheng was not strong enough, but that martial arts was just a hobby for Mei Qusheng. He was just in his early twenties, except for taking action in front of Tai Chi Hall, he was studying at other times. Strictly speaking, he was a scholar, followed by a ranger. He did not value fame and had no intention of competing for it.
The old Master of Yuelu Mountain was originally planning to teach eight successors, "Piano, Chess, Calligraphy, Painting, Swords and Swords". Unfortunately, the old Master had too high vision and focused on the word "world". He did not care much about the teachings of his younger generations. He always had the attitude of "learning is fate, and not learning is fate." If he didn't say it for the second time, it was similar to stocking.
Now, two "qin, chess, calligraphy and painting" have died, and two "swords, guns, swords, and halberds" have been missing. Strictly speaking, they are not all together.
Mei Qusheng is one of the "swords" and is not very interested in practicing swords. He is fond of visiting mountains and rivers and searching for ancient and modern times.
According to Mei Qusheng's understanding, the old master originally wanted to accept Xu Buling as a "gun", but found that he was useless, so he finally changed his attention and decided to use Xu Buling as a "gun".
Being a gun is not a derogatory meaning. After all, on the world's big chess board, it is definitely not an ordinary chess piece that can be used as a gun to sweep across the Liuhe.
However, before using a gun, you must first arrange the venue, otherwise the ground will be covered with dead branches and rotten wood, and no matter how good the gun is, it will not be able to be used.
Mei Qu's purpose in Ezhou City was to help her bring a message to help her make another key piece on the chessboard, and to clean up the venue first.
Step on the pedal-
The cold wind blew the king's flag, and the horses stopped in front of the horse-dismounting monument outside the King's Mansion.
Mei Qusheng came to the patrol soldiers carrying a bookcase, spoke politely and explained his purpose, and then stood by the street and waited quietly.
Within a moment, the butler of the King of Chu appeared in front of him. After asking several questions, he confirmed that Mei Qu was born, so he took him to the side door and entered the palace from a secluded place.
The Chu Palace was built along the river, surrounded by mountains and rivers, and the eaves of the buildings were endless.
Mei Qusheng walked through several porches and saw King Song Zhengping of Chu in the garden behind the palace.
King Song Zhengping of Chu had sword-browed eyebrows, eagle-hooked nose, tall figure and slender limbs, similar to Song Ji, and was considered a beautiful man in his prime. The old King of Chu was the second son of Emperor Xiaozong. He could put his fiefdom in the rich Chu land and held heavy troops in his hand to cooperate with Chang'an to defend Northern Qi. He could see how much Emperor Xiaozong trusted the old King of Chu.
However, ‘the most ruthless imperial family’, brothers, biological fathers and sons can all face each other with swords. It is hard to say what they can evolve into after two generations.
Mei Qu came to the garden. King Song Zhengping of Chu was practicing swords, not wearing a python robe, but was wearing ordinary martial arts uniforms. The Chu people are good at swords, and the same is true for Song Zhengping, who grew up in Chu since childhood. He has a smooth movement and skilled sword skills. If he was not in the back garden of the vassal king, no one would doubt it.
Song Zhengping's sword technique was learned from Wudang's killing god Chen Daozi. He also consulted the famous swordsmanship and other families such as the Cao family. His martial arts are probably invincible among the seven vassal kings, and he is not a mean person in the world. However, in Mei Qusheng's eyes, he is a little bit showing off.
Mei Qusheng stood quietly in the veranda with a bookcase on his back, watching with a tepid expression.
The one who brought Song Zhengping was Ding Yuan, the first swordsman under the King of Chu. Ding Yuan's position was similar to the Yuejiu Building in the King of Su's Mansion. The first thug under the vassal king. His father was the coach of the Daqi Imperial Boxing Pavilion in the previous dynasty, and he also had a hereditary title of Wuhou. After the city of Chang'an was broken, the Ding clan defended his last Qi emperor from Chang'an to protect the last Qi emperor and the whole family was almost dead. Later, the old Chu king Xicai pleaded with Emperor Xiaozong, and then he kept the orphans of the Ding family who should have been executed.
Because the King of Chu did not move much, Ding Yuan rarely took action. However, when the iron eagle was hunting for deer, the ghost goddess in her heyday ran to assassinate the King of Chu. The guards at that time were Ding Yuan and Chen Daozi not injured, so their martial arts must be quite good.
Ding Ding Dangdang—
About half a quarter of an hour later, the King of Chu put away the sword in his palm, took the handkerchief from his maid, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and walked towards Mei Qusheng. His face was elegant and easy-going, without any airs of a vassal king, and more like he met a confidant by chance in the martial arts world, with a cheerful smile:
"Mr. Mei has come here and has never gone out to greet her. I am negligent. I heard that Mr. Mei has unparalleled sword skills in the world. I wonder if this set of Tai Chi swords in my mind can catch the eyes of Mr. Mei?"
Being treated so politely is naturally because the old master behind Mei Qusheng. Mei Qusheng's words were not arrogant, he just raised his hand gently:
“Pleasant to the eye.”
"Ha ha……"
Song Zhengping knew it himself, nodded and chuckled without talking about swordsmanship anymore, took Mei Qusheng to walk in the garden and asked:
"Mr. Mei passed by Ezhou City. Did he return to Yuelu Mountain or just come out?"
Mei Qusheng walked side by side, took out a letter from his arms, and said with a smile:
"As soon as I came out of Yuelu Mountain, I happened to pass by Ezhou, and the gentleman asked me to run errands to send a letter to the prince."
Song Zhengping glanced at the envelope, took it and looked at the seal, stepped back and opened it and glanced.
There were only a few numbers on the letter paper, but the weight of each word was extremely heavy, which made Song Zhengping, who had just been calm and calm, subconsciously stopped and looked carefully for a moment.
"Song Siming...Bodhi Island...Taiyuan..."
Mei Qusheng did not get better, stood behind and kept a distance, waiting quietly.
Song Zhengping finished reading the letter carefully, his brows were furious, his eyes looked towards Chang'an, and he was silent for a moment before frowning:
"This news... is a bit of a fantasy. How can I believe it?"
Mei Qusheng smiled calmly and shook his head: "I'm just running errands. What is written in the letter is not clear. The gentleman knows a lot of rumors. It's hard to tell whether it is true or not. What should I do depends on the prince's own meaning."
Song Zhengping looked at the letter paper in his hand. After a long time, he raised his hand tore the paper apart, threw it into the pond, shook his head and said:
"Please go back, Mr. Mei, it's more appropriate to hand over this kind of thing to the current emperor."
Seeing this, Mei Qusheng didn't say much, possessed himself and bowed, then turned around and left the garden.
Chapter completed!