When the sword comes out of Emei, I will be the front

Chapter 43 Monk Yingyu, Princess of Zhou

The black-clothed monk saw Mie Jie's move and asked, clasping his fists and saying, "A man will not change his surname in business or in office. The monk's surname is Peng. I will call him Peng Yingyu. My friends in the world will all call me Monk Peng!"

When Miejie heard this, his expression changed slightly, and he said in surprise: "Are you Monk Peng? Didn't you become the national advisor of the Great Zhou Kingdom and assist Zhou Ziwang in Jiangxi to rebel against the Yuan Dynasty? How come you are here?"

Monk Peng shook his head and sighed, mocking himself: "I'm not afraid of the Master's laughter. Peng's ability is not good enough and he failed to stop the arrogant and powerful Tatars. A few months ago, the Great Zhou Kingdom was like yesterday's smoke. My disciple Zhou Ziwang died in the battle. , this incompetent monk like me, with his newborn daughter, managed to break out of the siege, reunited with his disciple Kuang Putian, fled to Huaixi, and was preparing to contact the heroes and start another uprising!"

Miejie's expression darkened, and he murmured: "Did he fail so quickly? Alas, the emperor really favors the evildoers."

Monk Peng shook his head and sighed: "I don't dare to complain to God because I am incompetent. To be honest, if we were to fight alone, no one would be afraid of the Tatars. We just charge in battle and don't fight in the rivers and lakes. Monk, I tried my best It is difficult to train soldiers and horses to follow orders and prohibitions. If they fight against the Tatar cavalry, they are really no match. But..."

He suddenly looked excited and pointed at the big man holding the iron rod: "This is Hu Laoer, and his eldest brother is the 'Iron Rod Ape King' Hu Run'er. Have you heard of it, Master?"

Miejie looked stern, and Zhuang Su said: "In February of the previous year, 'Bang Hu' led hundreds of Chenzhou heroes to burn yamen and kill officials. After more than a year of fighting, he was ambushed by the Yuan army with dozens of times the force. They fought heroically. "Die, I am a first-class good man in the martial arts world of the Central Plains. How dare a poor nun not recognize him? I just hate that we have such a shallow relationship that we are not allowed to visit him in person."

When the iron-clad man Hu Laoer heard this, his eyes turned red, he clasped his fists and shouted, "My brother has a spirit in heaven. He must be proud to hear such comments from the head of Emei."

He turned his head and shouted viciously at a group of Zhongzhou heroes: "The masters of the Emei sect think highly of my eldest brother, and they also think highly of me. Anyone who dares to steal their money will be in trouble with me, Hu Lao Er."

Monk Peng smiled and said: "Master, look, although 'Bang Hu' died in the battle, his iron rod is now in the hands of his younger brother, and there are also Zhulu Li, Hu Shanhua, Zhang Tiezhu, Li Batou, Xiang Jia... …”

When he mentioned one person, a man who looked like a village leader or gang leader proudly took a step forward with his chest raised. In a moment, more than ten people walked out, all of them men with strong expressions and bright eyes.

Monk Peng said: "These brothers have all fought hard with the Tatars in Bang Hutong. They are the most prominent figures in the martial arts world of Zhongzhou. Therefore, Monk, I came here to meet you all and wait for an opportunity to rise again."

Miejie asked curiously: "This time, you are sure to deal with the Tatar cavalry?"

Monk Peng shook his head: "No. This time, maybe even I will die in the battle, but even so, there will be people who will rise up again. A great poet in the Tang Dynasty wrote a poem that I like very much: Wildfire Burns The spring breeze blows and springs again! We have been defeated and fought again and again, and we will surely become more courageous with more defeats, until one day we will be stronger than the Tartars!"

Master Miejie couldn't help but feel moved, nodded and said: "What a spring breeze and a new life! With such an ambition, it's no wonder that you, Monk Peng, are respected everywhere."

Monk Peng laughed and said: "With the praise of the head of Emei, Peng will be comforted in his life."

She praised Monk Peng, then suddenly had a change of thought and frowned again: "Hey! In this way, Monk Peng, Long Qian Huaixi, got up at the right time, but suddenly ran to block the poor nun. Could it be that he heard that the poor nun was leading the way? You got one hundred thousand gold, and you want to use this money as military supplies?"

Monk Peng laughed: "If I said that I didn't mean it at all, I would be lying to my face. But it's not entirely because of this - I heard that Master Shitai's sword is ruthless. He walks and kills all the way, and these men die under Shitai's sword. , one day they might not be able to fight against the Tatars on the battlefield. The monk could not bear that they died in vain at the hands of his own family, so he invited the heroes of Zhongzhou to come to persuade them. Unexpectedly, his ability was too limited. None of the leaders of the three mountains and six villages of Runing Mansion could save anyone. have to."

Miejie nodded, shook his head again, and sighed: "Monk Peng, you are courageous and knowledgeable, and dare to rebel against the Tatars. I admire you as a good man! But in this matter, between you and me, I admire you." The Tao is different. In your opinion, as long as he is willing to let you kill the Tatars, he is a bad guy and a robber, and you can forgive his sins, but the poor nun doesn't think so!"

Her eyes widened slightly, and she glanced at everyone with divine light: "The dog Tatars have occupied my mountains and rivers and harmed my people. Everyone has to kill them. This is the duty of the Han people. Could it be that you killed the Tatars? Are you superior to others? So you think it's natural to seize people's wealth? Then in my heart, you are no different from the Tatars, you are all thieves who harm the people!"

Monk Peng said: "Master, there are priorities. Expelling the Tatars is the most important and urgent thing now."

Miejie shook his head and said: "You only have one life. If you die by eating Tatars, you will die. If you die by eating bandits, you will die. Tell those people who were killed in vain, what are your fucking priorities?"

Monk Peng asked anxiously: "But the Tatars always kill more people, right?"

Miejie rolled his eyelids and said disdainfully: "Have you counted them?"

Monk Peng was speechless and speechless. Miejie said again: "Although the Tatars now occupy the world, in terms of number, the Han people are far more numerous than the Tatars. If the Han people want to harm the Han people, why should the victim go to kill the Tatars together with the one who harmed him?"

Monk Peng was shocked, thought for a long time, nodded slowly and said: "Master's words are quite insightful. Monk has been taught."

Miejie shook his head and said: "You are a famous hero in the world. I have no intention of teaching anyone, and I have no such ability. It's just that you have your own views, and the nun also has his own opinions. Just like the belongings I brought, some people are confident If you win the sword of the poor nun, you can take the money and the life of the poor nun. No matter how much you take it, if you cannot defeat my sword, you will leave your life under the sword. This is the fairness of the green forest bandits! Do you think so? "

She did not ask Monk Peng what she said, but looked at the rest of the men. Hu Laoer, Zhu Luli, Zhang Tiezhu and other men all nodded and said: "Yes, since eating on the edge of a knife is not as good as killing others, it is only natural. "

Miejie nodded, then looked at Monk Peng and said, "But when you came to rob the money, remember that you are robbers, and I killed you. But when you wanted to take the lives of you robbers and dogs, you shouted Chongtianqu, saying You are going to rebel against the Yuan Dynasty and kill the Tatars in the future, so I blame you for not making things difficult for you people with lofty ideals - is this kind of behavior more shameless than banditry?"

Ye Guhong laughed out loud: "Master's words couldn't be better said! They couldn't be more clear."

Monk Peng's face darkened, he lowered his head for a while, then clasped his fists and said, "Monk's theory is not as good as Master Tai's."

Miejie said with a smile: "But the world is often unreasonable. The one with the biggest fist is the one who is right."

Monk Peng looked up to the sky and sighed: "The bad thing is here. The truth is not as big as yours, and the fists are not as big as yours! The head of Emei is indeed amazing!"

He cupped his fists and said: "The monk finally saw the true style of the big sect today. It is really extraordinary, and the monk is very impressed! Master, of course no one dares to make any plans with your money, and the friends you killed must die in vain." "Death, it's just that the monk came here after all, and I have an embarrassing matter to ask the master to sell him a small piece of thin noodles."

Miejie said curiously: "With so many heroes gathered around you, what can't be done? Do you need help from a poor nun?"

Monk Peng smiled bitterly and said: "This matter must be done by Master." He turned around and told a man. The man ran away and came back a short time later, driving a small donkey cart with a plump young woman on it. , holding a small baby in his hands.

Monk Peng picked up the baby, with a look of love on his face, walked up to Miejie and said, "This girl is Ziwang's orphan. Although I found a wet nurse to feed her, I don't have time to raise her properly, let alone What we are doing is a waste of money. It is really inconvenient to have a child. Today, I have the chance to meet Master. Her character and martial arts are both rare and brilliant in this world. Monk, I can't help but think, if I can This child is entrusted to the master, so that she can be protected and disciplined by the Emei sect. The monk will die in battle one day, and he will have the honor to see her father underground and say that he has lived up to his trust."

After saying that, he knelt down on one knee, held up the baby girl and said, "Master, please give me your blessing!"

Although Monk Peng's martial arts skills are not as good as Miejie's, he has been instigating rebellion against the Yuan Dynasty in the past few years and has gained a great reputation in the world. Now, in order to settle the orphans of his old friends, he will kneel down whenever he wants. Miejie is a heroic character, so why shouldn't he be offended?

He immediately hugged the child and nodded: "Okay! Thanks to your loyalty, this child will be my Emei disciple from now on!"

When Monk Peng heard this, he was very happy, and Zhou Laoer and others also laughed in unison.

Ye Guhong leaned over to look at the baby girl. She had a plump face and delicate features. At such a young age, she could already tell the beauty. He couldn't help but smile and said, "What's the name of my junior sister?"

Monk Peng was stunned for a moment: "Name? She does have a nickname, called Sunny, but she can't even give her a real name."

Miejie said: "You held her in one hand and killed her from the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood. It is up to you to give her a name. When she is older, it is also a thought for the poor nun to tell her her life experience."

Hearing this, Monk Peng nodded repeatedly, frowned and thought hard, and murmured to himself: "...Henglan Zhiruo, Xiongxi Changpu, Changgui Miwu...we have it!"

He suddenly slapped his leg and said, "Let's call this child Zhou Changli."

(End of this chapter)