Chapter 25 Golden Cicada Shelling

Rong Hui returned to the residence of "Bearl Peak" and remembered that there was still "8,000 taels" to pay for the goods. He sighed and had to continue to work. Self-sustaining also needs to attach a formation to the ship, and naturally there is a focus when receiving the task. Although Wu Jun had been hinted, he did not want to offend people. He only pretended to be deaf and dumb and let him choose. When he was idle, he sat on the platform listening to the sound of the sound. In addition to making money, he also got a lot of news.

The emperor is sacrificing mountains and rivers in the southern suburbs of Yanjing because of the Yongzhou earthquake in the first month. The ministers thought that the meaning was unknown, so they wrote one after another to send troops to fight against the herdsmen.

The soldiers said: "With no Jingzhou, Xiangyang is not enough to use martial arts. Without Hanzhong, Bashu is not enough to take risks. It has nothing to do with Henan, which is not enough to live in Henan. Yongzhou is between Taihang and Helan, including "Hanzhong" and "Guanzhong". In the north, there is a dangerous Yellow River, which can resist pastoralism. The thirteen countries in the Western Regions can communicate with each other. Those who have been in the northwest since ancient times can not only gather danger and defend, but also peep into the world. Moreover, the people in the northwest are fierce and have always been a place of dragons.

In February, "Shaanxi Weaving" was impeached by the imperial historian for embezzlement of ordnance.

In April, the emperor ordered the "Servant of the Ministry of Industry" Li Sui Governor Yinshan. He also named Ji Sheng, the Duke of Baoguo, as the "General of Dingxi", and the right capital imperial historian Shilin, and Zhang Kui, the eunuch, supervised the army and marched to Yongzhou. At the end of the month, the herdsman coalition attacked east and west, breaking through the defense line of Helan Mountain, and hundreds of thousands of cavalry went straight to the city of Yinchuan. Together with the war, the world is in an uproar.

Rong Hui listened to the sound clock every day, and his heart hung higher and higher. Later, he found that it was all those war reports over and over again. After thinking about it, he couldn't help laughing at himself: "Here is 8 million miles away from Yongzhou. Even if the herdsmen allied forces go the wrong way, they can't come to Danxia Mountain!" Thinking that Shanmen did not postpone his trip or tell his disciples anything, obviously he did not pay attention to the war.

"The emperor is really not in a hurry!" He slandered, generously exchanged the white strip into "big and medium-sized treasure money", and called Ling Xiao and Rong Xue to go to the dock to pick up the goods.

In the 100-foot wide shed next to the Ganjiang River, there is a three-dimensional boat on a slide rail. The captain is five feet wide and only a foot wide. Although it is not exquisitely carved, it is still ingenious and pleasing to the eyes. Ling Xiao and Rong Xue and Rong Yan looked in the cabin and rushed to discuss the placement of the objects.

Rong Hui didn't want to look at it at a glance. He took the red pen alone and sat on the slide track to pick up the model map. After the two women's acceptance, they went to the dock shopkeeper to pay: "I'm going to live here, but I don't know if the shopkeeper is convenient."

The shopkeeper had the opportunity to witness the formation of the disciples of "Danxia Mountain" and promised: "Convenient, convenient, I will arrange a place for Taoist friends."

Rong Hui waved his hand and declined: "No, I'll stay on the boat!" With that, he took out the treasure money, settled the payment, and took the two women to hang out in the city. It's warm in the south. It's just summer, and the streets are already hot. Ling Xiao saw the summer clothes hanging in the clothing store, so he took Rong Xue in to have a look.

Rong Hui had a headache and simply said hello. He walked to a teahouse dedicated to receiving immortals and happily went in to steal leisure. As soon as he walked up the stairs, the conversation stopped abruptly. There were young people and old people in the hall, who served tea together, but they all looked at themselves with their spare light, which was obviously not very welcome. Looking around the crowd and seeing that they were as good as themselves, they hurriedly bowed their hands and said, "Sorry, sorry!" Finding a vacant seat, he was embarrassed and pretended to be interested in the furnishings in the hall.

The second floor of the teahouse is only five feet square, with bluestone paving, rattan net dust, and the walls are carved into a large axis of landscape, and a row of camellias staggered in front. The light sprinkled from the wall, and there was a trace of aura. Like smoke, it is ethereal and brilliant, which makes the small teahouse far and quiet.

Dr. Tea then brought a set of cups and utensils. Rong Hui drank a cup by himself. Seeing that others began to whisper again, he asked, "Friends, are you talking about the war? Is there any new news? I can recite those words all the time in the sound of the sound day!"

Everyone had already seen that he was a disciple of "Danxia Mountain". After listening to his questioning, his voice stopped abruptly. After a moment, an old man who bowed his head and drank tea said, "What can you say about good news but not bad news in the 'sound clock'? No news, it's bad news."

When Rong Hui saw that everyone was not a disciple of the original school, he didn't care and took the initiative to talk to the old man: "You are always knowledgeable. I don't know whether you want to fight or a small fight this time!"

"Big fight, small fight?" The old man picked up the tea and squeezed his mouth and sneered: "That depends on the meaning of the Ji family. You know, it is the 'Ji family army' that rushed in front this time."

"Ji family, 'Xinling Lingjun' Ji family? Is the Northwest Army the power of the Ji family? Rong Hui was stunned and suddenly realized: "It seems that the court is not a piece of iron!" At the beginning of the words, the rest of the people saw that the "Danxiashan" disciple did not put on airs and joined the discussion one after another.

He sat in the teahouse until dusk before waiting for Ling Xiao and Rong Xue. Seeing the two girl changing Xiashang, my eyes lit up. Half-arm gauze sleeves, pleated long skirt, sweaty in the evening breeze, elegant demeanor. After paying for tea and going out, I saw a group of old men shaking fans sitting on the street. The old men argued while listening to the sound of the sound. They are blushed and thick-necked, more fierce than the cabinet meeting.

Rong Hui and the three walked out of the city and saw old men arguing about "big things in the world" everywhere. It seemed that the herdsmen were besieging Ganzhou City. They couldn't help laughing: "I'm very old and have nothing to do with my own money. As for that?"

On the way back, Rong Xue Yufeng, Lingxiao stepped on the clouds, and Rong Hui stepped on the "coral sword" he had just bought and took the opportunity to discuss the two women: "I'm going to stay in the dock for a while. Can you send me the materials?" Seeing that the two agreed, they went back to "Pearl Peak" for a long vacation. After transporting the array materials to "Seasnail Peak" in the dark, they went straight to the dock.

He got up early and got up in the dark, personally put "gathering array" and "ice condensation array" on the boat, and finally sombled into the tung oil and steamed it with fire spiritual power. It will be the first day of May when the new ship goes down from the slide to the river. During this month, the emperor issued an order not only to exempt the whole territory of Yongzhou, but also to build a temple in the hometown of the "first teacher". The war in the north was at an impasse. While the old men in the streets and alleys were still speculating about the holy intentions, the imperial historians wrote one after another to impeach Ji Sheng, the "Duke of the State", which was unfavorable to delay the fighter and humiliate the prestige of the country.

The "water ceremony" has its own ceremony. Rong Xue saw that the Yang brothers and sisters had not come to trouble for months, so she took advantage of her joy and advised Rong Hui to relax.

Rong Hui squeezed his lips and smiled: "Let me tell you a story. Do you remember Zhang Dali, who hit me when he had nothing to do before. Later, I learned to be good. As soon as he wanted to hit me, I ran to the shopkeeper. Once he caught up and was scolded. Later, one day, he stole a steamed bun from the stove. When he saw me, he waved and asked me if I wanted to eat it. Guess what happened later?

Rong Xue's eyes are like a bright star, and he dares to guess: "He apologizes to you with steamed buns?"

"That's what I thought at that time." Rong Hui seemed to smile: "But he stuffed the steamed bun into his mouth, held me with his left hand, raised his hand and slapped it twice!"

Ling Xiao heard it and smiled softly: "You deserve it!"

Rong Hui breathed a long breath: "Since then, we have understood a truth. Whether it's a true practice or a secular person. If you have hatred, people are afraid of you. If you don't hate it, they will set you up. Without strength, don't measure the strong with courtesy, righteousness and shame, let alone hope for the sympathy and pity of others. That's just whimsical.

Rong Xue felt that her brother was alarmist, but Ling Xiao heard the meaning of his words and nodded and promised, "Don't worry, I'm not a fool. I will take good care of her." As a princess, I know more about the principle that strength determines everything.

The dockkeeper heard that Rong Hui would leave in a few days and took the initiative to lend a berth. Rong Hui did not refuse, and took the two women to prepare daily food. After several additions and reductions, it came to the "Dragon Boat Festival" in a blink of an eye. Zhenyuan Zhenren personally announced the list of traveled disciples, and indeed had the name of "Li Ronghui".

Rong Hui was happy to go to the "Collection Pavilion" to choose magic weapons and spells. Others knew that he had offended the Yang family. Instead, no one asked him to choose first. He did not give in. After some inspection, he found a "small bow" magic weapon and felt that it could be added to the "continuous crossbow" and decisively put it into his bag. He went upstairs and chose "ice archery". After returning to his residence, he opened the boundary, plunged into the workshop and began to make final preparations.

The moon falls and the stars are all over the sky. The earth is vast and silent. Between the peaks, there is only river soup, which is reluctant to leave day and night. The river under the starlight is like a falling Milky Way, connecting the north and south night sky.

There is a three-dimensional fast boat floating on the river. There is no sail on the mast, and there are lights in the cabin. The flickering candlelight not only can't illuminate the darkness, but also makes the night darker.

There are seven monks in black standing on the embankment, led by a middle-aged sword eyebrow. His cold eyes were like a gloomy wind to blow out the candlelight of Jiang Xin. A girl beside him suddenly asked, "Auncle, you have left the territory of Ganzhou now. Do you want to do it?"

The middle-aged eyelashes jumped slightly, and he was still a little hesitant. He listened to the advice of a young man beside him: "I have checked that he covers the sky with one hand in the world, and 90% of the foundation monks are his loyal. Even if it's not his own hand, it has nothing to do with him. Take a step back, since such a person has been offended, don't stay alive. One day when he turns over, can he be good to us? It's better to cut the grass and eradicate it, and then use the two girl films on the mountain to turn the boundary into your own backyard. In the future, whether it is to open a mine or let the clan enter and try it, it will have inexhaustible benefits. That's 10,000 miles away, and we can also use it to train a repairman's battle department. Once the world changes, it is not our attachment to 'Danxia Mountain', but 'Danxia Mountain' attachment to us.

The middle-aged eyes in the black robe lit up, took a deep breath, and slowly spit out: "Let the ship disappear!" With one word, the six people behind him jumped up, and the treasure in the night sky suddenly appeared, and the three flying swords showed the body and stabbed straight out. The sword broke through the wind and roared straight to the window.

There are also three groups of treasures, wrapped in a seal, a hammer and a pestle respectively. The three weapons are turned into reality and slowly show their bodies, which turned out to be three magic weapons. The three treasures are holding Wanjun and pressing on the boat like thunder, and they are about to take people to the boat and smash them into powder.

The flying sword passed, the candle went out, and a blue light appeared on the hull. In the sound of thorn, it condensed into an ice curtain and protected the hull like an ice ball. The ice curtain became thicker and thicker. When the three treasures arrived, it was not only three feet thick, but also the light could shine.

On the attack of the magic pestle, there was a muffled sound, the blue was smooth, and the puck was knocked dozens of feet away, as if there was nowhere to focus. The French seal followed and pressed hard. Boom--" another muffled sound. The puck turned around and was swinged several feet.

The middle-aged sword eyebrows in the black robe raised slightly, and the voice stopped: "Three treasures are together!" Three magic weapons follow the flow, guarding the three sides of the ice hockey, and the treasure shines in the breath, pressing down together. The ice stones hit each other, the light flashed, and there was a muffled sound, and the ice ball was blue and sank straight down. Wait to sink to the heart of the river and float up again. The sphere has just come out of the water, and the ripples above rippled, shaking out a "print". The seal flashed slightly and fell on the trend.

Icestones hit each other, like a collision of gold and iron. Pong-", with a crisp sound, the puck shook, and the hull of the ball cracked inch by inch. In the sound of click, the hull collapsed, scattered into a pile of wood chips, mixed with ice dregs and drifted with the waves. The young man in the black robe snorted, "Let's go!" Put away the magic weapon and take six people away. The shadows shook and sank into the night. The ice dregs gradually melted, and the wood chips covered the surface of the Xu River.