Chapter 167 Dragon Boat Festival

Dragon Boat Festival, a festival that originated in the south, has not received much attention in Hedong. However, this year's Dragon Boat Festival has a big whirlwind in Hedong. From the difference in the magistrate to the ordinary people, they all looked up and see, and all the targets pointed straight to Xishan Qingyunbao.

At dawn, there was a hustle and bustle of traffic at the foot of Tianlong Mountain. The horses who came from other cottages in Taihang collided with the officers and soldiers led by Zhang Xiaochun.

In the past, when these two people meet on a narrow road, they will definitely fight to the death. But today, they have nothing to do with each other, and even say hello to each other and go together.

At the beginning of dawn, a few rumbling drums in the Qingyun Fort shattered the tranquility of the morning in the mountains. Almost in a flash, the birds were stunned and the people's voices were boiling. Nearly 100,000 people rushed to Qingyun Hall together, where a huge altar has been set up. Flowers are paving and burning incense. Thirty-six large golden horns like dragons are flying on the edge of the altar, and colorful flags and wind flags are hunting, which is magnificent and spectacular.

Chu Tianya sat in front of the bronze mirror and looked at Xiao Ai in the mirror inserting a bronze hairpin into her head bun. Then she picked up the red pan next to her and carefully put it on Chu Tianya's head.

Chu Tianya couldn't help laughing as he looked at it.

"Oh, Brother Chu, what are you laughing at? Is it a bad time for the little sister to comb her hair? Xiao Ai asked.

"No, it's good." Chu Tianya is still smiling. The scene in front of him made him feel like a bride who was about to board the sedan chair, which was quite awkward. In addition, a big man has such long hair and has to be carefully combed every day. Anyway, he is still a little unaccustomed to it. Whatever his nature, it's comfortable to twist this annoying long hair and leave an inch.

"Brother Chu, you are very handsome and heroic today." Xiao Ai looked into the bronze mirror, and his face was red and simple. "Every time you put on armor, it's very charming!"

"It means that I don't wear armor, so it's not good, right?" Chu Tianya laughed.

"It's not!" Xiao Ai blushed and said with a smile, "My Brother Chu is always the best-looking. There is no woman in the world who doesn't like a man like you.

"Is that right?" Chu Tianya smiled and said, "I'm not as handsome as Xue Yu, not as elegant as Bai Xu, and I'm not as majestic and domineering as Jiao Wentong, and I'm not as bold and unrestrained as Meng Qige. So, what do you think I'm good at?"

"Well... Well, anyway, you're good!" Xiao Ai thought about it for a long time and couldn't think of words to deal with it. He said with a smile, "The people you just mentioned will immediately recognize you as the master. If you're not better than them, can they be willing?"

"Haha!" Chu Tianya laughed and stood up and pinched Xiao Ai's face. "You are really my good girl. This flattery is so comfortable!"

"It hurts, let go!" Xiao Ai jumped away, looked at Chu Tianya with shining eyes, and said with a smile, "Brother Chu, you are really in high spirit today, as if you are going to be a groom official! Why don't you marry Princess Xiao today? How nice it is to have double happiness!"

Chu Tianya was slightly stunned. Suddenly, he thought of Xiao Linglong and couldn't help shaking his head and sighing, "Speaking of which, I haven't seen her for almost half a month."

"Oh, that Jiao Wentong is really. Guan Shan has been dead for so long, and he still can't let go of his heart. So that Princess Xiao had to accompany him on the mountain. Xiao Ai frowned and curled his lips, "It's not easy to get a little peace after the war, and you two can have a relaxing time together. In this way, Jiao Wentong directly delayed Brother Chu and her great happy event!"

"Don't talk nonsense." Chu Tianya laughed and scolded, and suddenly thought, "It's strange that I haven't seen He Bo since yesterday. Where did the old man go?"

"Oh, Brother Chu, don't you know?" Xiao Ai wondered, "The old man disappeared after breakfast yesterday. I thought he was with you, or you invited him to do something!"

"He didn't come back last night?"

"I don't think so... I went to bed late last night and came to change my clothes for Brother Chu early this morning. I didn't see the light in the old man's room, and he didn't have dinner with us!" Xiao Ai was surprised and said, "It's broken. What's wrong with the old man?"

Chu Tianya thought about it carefully and smiled, "Don't worry, he will be fine."

At this moment, the cemetery in Guanshan.

Xiao Linglong changed into a costume of the Khitan royal family, stood by the grave with a sword and a horse, quietly looking at Jiao Wentong, who was still kneeling on the ground.

"Sister, go ahead, don't delay." Jiao Wentong whispered, turned his head and glanced at Tang Ang next to him, and scolded, "You should also go. Don't come here in the future!"

"Oh..." Xiao Linglong sighed gently. There was really nothing to say, so she had to climb on the horse's back. "Second brother, then I'll go."

"Um..." Jiao Wentong nodded gently.

Xiao Linglong turned his head, and Tang An was stunned and did not move. Jiao Wentong suddenly shouted, "Get out of here!"

Tang An was so frustled that he took three steps back. He hurried to Xiao Linglong's horse and grabbed the reins. He muttered, "Second brother, I'll go..."

"Go, go!!" Jiao Wentong shouted impatiently, "Don't bother me if you have nothing to do in the future!"

Xiao Linglong and Tang Ang looked at each other helplessly and walked down the mountain.

A gust of morning wind blew, the branches and leaves danced in the mountains and forests, and paper money flew around in front of the grave.

Between the mountains and forests, a figure flew around like an eagle and fell in front of Guanshan's grave, behind Jiao Wentong.

"Teacher, you're finally here." Jiao Wentong did not look back and said quietly.

"Either go to Qingyuntang now to sit in the second chair in Xishan; or now I clean up the door and kill you." Uncle He's words were said in a flat tone, with almost no emotional factor.

Jiao Wentong's slightly closed eyes suddenly opened, "Teacher, are you going to kill me?"

"Yes."

"Why?"

"To put it better, it is to fight against the gold and save the country; to put it directly, for the unity of the Xishan Rebel Army and eliminate future troubles; to put it harder, it is for my young master!" Uncle He said without hesitation.

After listening to it, Jiao Wentong sighed gently and didn't say anything.

"You only have time to think about it." He Bo put his hands on his chest and said indifferently.

Jiao Wentong was silent for a moment and said leisurely, "Teacher, I didn't expect that the students had no weight in your mind, and you didn't remember a trace of old feelings."

"You're wrong." Uncle He said, "Because you are my eldest disciple and my proudest disciple, who used to be the martial arts champion of the Song Dynasty, I took your weight too seriously and expected you too high. As a result, I gained great disappointment. As for the old love... What right do you have to mention the word 'old love' in front of the old man?"

Jiao Wentong was slightly stunned and turned his head. "Teacher, the students thought about it and asked, what on earth did I do wrong to make the teacher so prejudice against me?"

"You shouldn't ask such a question at all! You should ask yourself, what have you done 'the right' over the years? He Bo said coldly, "What kind of ambition is Jiao Wentong, who studied art in Tokyo at the beginning? As a result, he became a mountain thief, but he was only complacent and keen to fight for power and profit in the cottage. In the end, even his savior was killed. The rat's eyes are short-sighted, it's really the rat's short-sighted! Your greatest achievement in Jiao Wentong's life is just to be a thief leader! Now when you see that someone has more prestige than others and is about to create a greater achievement than you, you are jealous and can't bear to do it. I really regret that I taught you all my skills and made you such a promising reckless man!"

Jiao Wentong took a long breath, and his bright black face rose to red and purple.

"What's the matter, I'm in pain in my heart?" He Bo said rudely, "Over the years, no one has dared to say such words to you, which makes your arrogance and complacency increase day by day. Look back for yourself. What have you done over the years? Make friends with a few idle people, pull up a group of people to rob their homes, scare a group of rabblers wandering in the green forest, and win the false name of a 'Taihang God Arrow'. Is it all your achievements and dreams? - Jiao Wentong, Jiao Wentong, you are really going to be angry! I think you are also more than 40 years old, and you have lived most of your life and achieved nothing. If you are really a mediocre person, forget it. However, you have learned my ability and used to be ambitious. Now you have become such a dog. All day long, you only know that you will die in front of the grave of the dead - instead of this, I might as well kill you with one slap, and you will not be upset!"

"Hey..." Jiao Wentong closed his eyes and sighed from the bottom of his heart, "Teacher, you're right... Well, do it!"

Uncle He was so angry that he trembled all over, and the blue veins in his temples burst out.

"Do you think I dare not?!"

"Let's do it..." Jiao Wentong muttered, "The student's heart has already been like dead ashes, but he wants to get rid of it. Students are also satisfied that they can die at the hands of the teacher.

"Waste! Waste! Waste!!"

He Bo was so angry that he stamped his feet and scolded him three times.

Jiao Wentong half opened his eyes and looked at Daidai Qingshan in front of him with confused eyes. A gust of wind passed, and the messy hair on his temples brushed in front of him, and a few white hair suddenly appeared.

Jiao Wentong stretched out his hand and stroked his hair in his palm. He looked at these white hair in surprise, and sighed like a dream, "The morning is like a green silk and the evening becomes snow... The ancients really don't bully me!"

"Wen Tong, looking at your face as a teacher, you don't live very long. You may not have many years to live. He Bo said, "Maybe you won't regret it until the day you die. There is only regret in this life, and there is not much to be gratified. As a teacher, I have lived to this age, and I can see through everything. In fact, fame and fortune are like floating clouds in the sky. However, a man should always do something to do in his life, so that he can remember them when he is old and can't move, or smile calmly or his heart is surging. Even if he is so sad, it will not be in vain.

Jiao Wentong stared at the white hair in the palm of his hand and was silent. But there is a strange look in his eyes.

"To talk about literary and martial arts talents, looking at the whole east of the river and even the whole world, there are very few people who can really beat you, Jiao Wentong." He Bo said, "But your temperament determines that you can't be a truly excellent leader. If you want your achievements to be equivalent to your talents, you must find a wise master worthy of your assistance. Otherwise, you Jiao Wentong are doomed to failure in this life.

Jiao Wentong's eyes narrowed slightly, "The teacher wants to say that Chu Tianya is the Ming Lord? Will he be more outstanding than Guan Shan?

"If you don't try, how do you know?" He Bo said, "Jiao Wentong, there is a shadow of me in your temperament, the same arrogance, the same arrogant. Therefore, in my eyes, you are both my proud disciple and half my son. If you still regard me as your teacher, listen to my advice: You might as well give it a try!"

Jiao Wentong stood up, turned around and stared at Uncle He, "If I don't agree, will you kill me?"

"I will." Uncle He frowned deeply and nodded affirmatively, "From a personal emotional point of view, you and Chu Tianya are almost the same in my mind. But from a public point of view, he has more hope of creating a miracle. And you can't. However, your existence and lack of cooperation will also affect his future. Therefore, I would rather take on this notoriety... endure the pain and destroy the relatives righteously!"

After listening to this, Jiao Wentong was not angry, but nodded slowly. "Students have always been curious. Why is one and a half of the two most respected people in my life saying good words for Chu Tianya?"

"Do you mean the late Guan Shan and the old man?" He Bo smiled and said, "Is it true that I actually occupy a 'half' seat in your mind."

Jiao Wentong smiled disapprovingly, "Students never dare to hide anything in front of the teacher. Yes, students only respect their deceased father, Guan Shan and half a teacher in their life... If possible, I hope Chu Tianya will be the other half!"

"You won't be disappointed." Uncle He said lightly, and finally felt some relief in his heart. In fact, he is very clear about Jiao Wentong's personality. If his heart was really like ashes, he would have drawn his sword and killed himself long ago. The reason why I have been so stiff and refuse to get out of the mountain is nothing more than the need for enough steps to go down.

Seeing the whole Qingyun Fort, only Mr. He, the old man, came to "curse me" in person to give him this step. Others are not enough for Jiao Wentong's heart.

"Thank you very much, teacher." Jiao Wentong breathed a sigh of relief, "For more than ten years, no one has said such straightforward and fierce words to students. Students know what to do. Ask the teacher to take a step forward and say... Jiao will go to Qingyun Hall on time to participate in the Dragon Boat Festival Conference!"