Yang Guo walked out in confusion. Sure enough, he heard people's comments saying that the Mongolian soldiers were chasing him and going far away.
Yang Guo thought that someone had led them away, but he heard from the beautiful Yue Damei that the Yang family did not follow him to the north, so who helped him with such a big help?
After coming out of the town, Yang Guo found a place to change his clothes, bought a bamboo hat, and walked towards the northwest in a covert manner. The next day, he encountered a market and bought an old horse and walked towards Zhongnan Mountain.
After walking for several days, I didn't see anything like wanted list articles along the way. Yang Guo felt relieved. I thought that the bald general was embarrassed to show off his ugly behavior of not keeping his promises. He just didn't know who was secretly helping him, which was a bit regretful.
He was alone and as he walked, he would take action to remove the small group of Mongolian soldiers whenever he saw a small group of Mongolian soldiers. After killing, he immediately fled away. The Mongolians could not even catch half of his hair. For a moment, the wind and cranes were in a panic.
On this day, he met a team of Mongolian cavalry. Seeing that there were only ten people, he did not stop and immediately started to take action. However, when he chased the last soldier and climbed over a small hill, he saw the vast cavalry on the way to the march. He was the scout of this army!
There were more than 5,000 soldiers in that situation. Yang Guo didn't think about it and immediately ran away. Even if his martial arts were strong, a top master like Huang Yaoshi and Ouyang Feng would be trapped in the military formation, and he would have the end of his life. Yang Guo's scalp was numb, and he grabbed the war horse of the scout who had killed the first, and escaped for more than 40 miles in one breath. Then he stopped.
He lay down on the lawn in front of a small river, spreading his hands and feet and breathing a sigh of relief
The more you go north, the more desolate it becomes. Often, the distance between towns and villages is farther and farther. After lying for a while, his stomach becomes empty. He took out the dry food in the package and saw that the scallion oil cakes almost turned into plastic soles. They were hard and could break the front teeth and throw them into the river, causing fish in the river to compete. Yang Guo smiled and said to himself: Okay, I'll have lunch today!
He took off his clothes, jumped into the water, touched them for a long time, and two fat fish were thrown to the shore
The aroma of grilled fish spreads. Although there is no seasoning, it is still burnt. The fish meat is roasted golden and the fat is hissing. Yang Guo doesn't care about the grilled fish being scalded. The wind blows the clouds and eats it. In a moment, one of them is eliminated. He just eats half full and washes the second one. After roasting for a while, he hears a serene sound from the ground. When he turns around, he sees a gray-haired, dirty old man crawling out from somewhere, staring at the fish in his hand with shiny eyes.
Yang Guo's eyes rolled and his heart moved. Could this look be the northern beggar Hong Qigong?
This old man had messy hair and was covered with suspicious substances, not knowing whether it was dandruff or grass clippings. The beggar in the sauce was covered with nails, but he was afraid that he hadn't washed it for half a year. The hard and greasy face was still red, and there was still oily star left on the corner of his mouth. I don't know if he had just stole the chicken to eat.
That kid, if you eat fish without wine, will you have no smell in your mouth?
The old beggar walked to Yang Guo's side and sat down, untied a waxy wine gourd hanging behind him.
Old man, are you hungry?
Although it is impossible to determine whether this old man is Hong Qigong, Yang Guo is still very careful.
The old beggar touched his belly and said: Little kid, I am not taking advantage of you. Your skill in grilling fish is good, and my wine is also good. How can we exchange it?
Yang Guo smiled and said: OK, I won’t suffer anyway, the fish in the river are ready-made
The fish has been half roasted. Yang Guo glanced at the old beggar who was squinting his eyes and tasting wine, and said: Unfortunately, there is no seasoning at hand, otherwise it will be more fragrant. It is burnt on the outside and tender on the inside. The burnt fragrance brings the sweetness of the fish meat, which is so tender that it makes people unable to bear to eat it. Haha
The old beggar heard what he said so well, swallowed his saliva and said: I have the ingredients!
Yang Guoqi said: Do you actually have it? Do you carry it with you?
The old beggar smiled proudly, took out a pack of things from his dirty arms, put it on the ground, and when he unfolded the bag, there were a pile of small bottles and jars. The old beggar pointed at the small bottles and explained one by one, including pepper, ginger, dogwood and other seasonings.
(Note: Pepper was already available in the Han Dynasty, while pepper was introduced to China from America in the late Ming Dynasty, and did not during the Song Dynasty)
Yang Guo sprinkled these seasonings without hesitation and baked them while saying: Is there so many cooking ingredients with you, the old man is the chef?
In fact, Yang Guoji is sure that this old beggar is Hong Qigong
The old beggar laughed and said: The old beggar loves to eat the most in his life. He delayed a big event because of greed, so he cut off a piece of his little finger...
Yang Guo's heart moved and looked at his palm. It turned out that there was a missing piece. He couldn't help but feel ashamed. Nine-fingered God Beggar, Nine-fingered God Beggar, aren't it just nine fingers? Isn't it even a ball? I can't even think of this.
It turns out that the old man is the northern beggar Hong Qigong!
Hong Qigong laughed and said: You have been half-believing and half-doubting in your heart, right?
Yang Guo smiled and said: It's Ah, but I'm not sure. Since I'm an old senior, I have to show off my skills and flatter the Qigong, maybe I can benefit a lot like Guo Jing and Huang Rong back then, haha
Hong Qigong: You are honest, you dare to say this, I like you very much, you should give me some grilled fish, it’s not in vain. I’ll help you to get rid of those Tartars.
Yang Guo was surprised and said: It turned out to be you, Qi Gong!
What a character Hong Qigong is, naturally it is impossible to lie
Hong Qigong smiled and said: Stop talking nonsense, are the fish ripe?
Sucked his nose, looking greedy
When Mr. Hong was having a feast, Yang Guo caught two more fish and grilled them all. The flavor of the grilled fish with the ingredients was indeed different. After eating and drinking, Yang Guo said without hesitation: Mr. Qi, your Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms are very powerful. Can you teach me?
Hong Qigong widened his eyes and said: You think beautifully! I remember that when Huang Rong made a good soup or Yu Di, who heard Luo Mei, and there was a 24-bridge moonlit night, he deceived me with a trick. Later, he made dishes for me in different ways every day, and I passed on my skills to that silly boy Guo Jing. You roasted these two stinky fish that didn’t taste very beautiful, and I wanted me to teach you?
Yang Guo laughed and said: The Qigong did not teach martial arts for Huang Rong's food, but Guo Jing was honest and honest. The Qigong thought I couldn't see it? Then again, the Qigong
He curled his smile and said seriously:As far as I know, Qigong was a man who hated evil. At that time, no matter whether it was the Jurchens of the Jin Dynasty or the Mongolian Tartars today, countless people died at the hands of Qigong. But have Qigong ever thought about why our Song Dynasty could not fight against those alien races? First, the rulers of the Song Dynasty were incompetent and indulgent, and they were afraid of suffering. They would rather hide in the south than face reality, and would not sleep on firewood and taste gall to regain the mountains. The system of the Song Dynasty's army is the biggest criticism.The second part of the Song Dynasty was destroyed. Whether it was the Seventh Duke, the Eastern Evil, the Southern Emperor and the Western Du, they all said it nicely, for the country and the people. I dare to ask, if there were more than 100, 10,000 people in the Song Dynasty, Hong Qigong, Khitan, and Jurchens, could they occupy our territory? Do the Mongols dare to stare at our south? Just imagine, if all the soldiers of our Song Dynasty were of great martial arts, let alone recovering the north, what would it be difficult to drive Mongolia out?
Hong Qigong said lightly: Little kid, your thoughts are too naive. All the troops are very skilled in martial arts. Wouldn't the emperor have nightmares at night? Can his throne be firm? The reason why the system of the Song Dynasty's army was corrupt and corrupt was because Zhao Kuangyin's descendants were worried that those who hold military power would make ill plans. Didn't Zhao Kuangyin become the world by relying on Chen Qiao's soldiers? As a result of the past, of course he did not dare to delegate power.
Yang Guo smiled and said: It is precisely because he was afraid that history would repeat itself, so he tried every means to guard against it. As a result, he would not know the soldiers and the generals. The nomadic peoples rushed straight through the natural dangers of the Sixteen Prefectures. The Song Dynasty was like a piece of fat meat, and they could eat whatever they wanted. Haha, but, if there was a different emperor, the fierce soldiers and horses would train a powerful army to eliminate this institutional disadvantage, can the mountains be revitalized?
Hong Qigong changed his face and said quickly: You are indeed a demon child in troubled times!
Suddenly, a powerful aura erupted from Hong Qigong, locking Yang Guo tightly
Yang Guocuo said in surprise: Why did the Seventh Duke react so much? Do you think the Zhao family's turmoil is still possible?
Hong Qigong: Don’t say anything about rebellious words! If you hadn’t seen your righteous spirit in Gushan Town that day, the old beggar would have killed you with one palm!
Yang Guo said with regret: Qigong, I respect you as an old senior. I didn’t expect you to say such a good thing. I am the rumored emperor star in troubled times. I really want to rebel against Qigong. If you were asked to choose, would you choose the Mongols as the emperor of the Song Dynasty, or would you choose me, and the descendants of the Yang family generals as the emperor?
Hong Qigong: Are you exaggerating? Do you mean Mongolia has ambition to covet the Song Dynasty?
Yang Guo laughed loudly:After Temuzhen unified Mongolia, he destroyed the Western Xia and Jin Kingdoms. Then, the naturally warlike Mongols continued to fight westward. First, conquered the Kala Khitan Kingdom established by Yelu Dashi, the former Liao royal family, and then Khwarezm. His descendants invaded Persia and Russia one after another. Europe was almost entirely included in their territory. Mongolia became the vast empire with the widest territory in the world. In contrast, the territory of our Song Dynasty was only a very small piece. Qi Gong believed that a nation that enjoyed destroying other countries and was covered with blood would let go of the rich Song Dynasty? Seven years! Within seven years, Qi Gong could see their ambitions. In comparison, our Lizong Zhao Yun, when the Mongols had already begun to prepare for war, he was still drunk and dreaming and not saying anything else. I only asked Qi Gong one sentence, if I put on my yellow robe in the future and lead the soldiers and civilians of the Song Dynasty to recover the mountains and rivers, will the Seven Gongs support it?
Hong Qigong: What ability do you have to speak wildly? Don’t you know that the already fragile Song Dynasty can no longer stand the tossing?
Yang Guo quickly said: Break and then build! Replace the existing drawbacks and build a dignified country! Qigong, I am not alone here to speak out. I am a descendant of Yang Ye. The Yang family founded the foundation of the Yang family since the establishment of the Song Dynasty. You can imagine that, in addition, Yue Fei and Yue Wumu are also supporting me to replace Zhao Yun. Qigong and I said this with all our hearts because I admire Qigong as an open, upright and heroic person, that's all.
Hong Qigong pondered without saying a word, but the murderous aura on his body quickly dissipated. This powerful aura that made Yang Guo almost unable to move made Yang Guo want to learn from him the world's most powerful palm technique, the eighteen Dragon Subduing Palm.
Yang Guo thought that someone had led them away, but he heard from the beautiful Yue Damei that the Yang family did not follow him to the north, so who helped him with such a big help?
After coming out of the town, Yang Guo found a place to change his clothes, bought a bamboo hat, and walked towards the northwest in a covert manner. The next day, he encountered a market and bought an old horse and walked towards Zhongnan Mountain.
After walking for several days, I didn't see anything like wanted list articles along the way. Yang Guo felt relieved. I thought that the bald general was embarrassed to show off his ugly behavior of not keeping his promises. He just didn't know who was secretly helping him, which was a bit regretful.
He was alone and as he walked, he would take action to remove the small group of Mongolian soldiers whenever he saw a small group of Mongolian soldiers. After killing, he immediately fled away. The Mongolians could not even catch half of his hair. For a moment, the wind and cranes were in a panic.
On this day, he met a team of Mongolian cavalry. Seeing that there were only ten people, he did not stop and immediately started to take action. However, when he chased the last soldier and climbed over a small hill, he saw the vast cavalry on the way to the march. He was the scout of this army!
There were more than 5,000 soldiers in that situation. Yang Guo didn't think about it and immediately ran away. Even if his martial arts were strong, a top master like Huang Yaoshi and Ouyang Feng would be trapped in the military formation, and he would have the end of his life. Yang Guo's scalp was numb, and he grabbed the war horse of the scout who had killed the first, and escaped for more than 40 miles in one breath. Then he stopped.
He lay down on the lawn in front of a small river, spreading his hands and feet and breathing a sigh of relief
The more you go north, the more desolate it becomes. Often, the distance between towns and villages is farther and farther. After lying for a while, his stomach becomes empty. He took out the dry food in the package and saw that the scallion oil cakes almost turned into plastic soles. They were hard and could break the front teeth and throw them into the river, causing fish in the river to compete. Yang Guo smiled and said to himself: Okay, I'll have lunch today!
He took off his clothes, jumped into the water, touched them for a long time, and two fat fish were thrown to the shore
The aroma of grilled fish spreads. Although there is no seasoning, it is still burnt. The fish meat is roasted golden and the fat is hissing. Yang Guo doesn't care about the grilled fish being scalded. The wind blows the clouds and eats it. In a moment, one of them is eliminated. He just eats half full and washes the second one. After roasting for a while, he hears a serene sound from the ground. When he turns around, he sees a gray-haired, dirty old man crawling out from somewhere, staring at the fish in his hand with shiny eyes.
Yang Guo's eyes rolled and his heart moved. Could this look be the northern beggar Hong Qigong?
This old man had messy hair and was covered with suspicious substances, not knowing whether it was dandruff or grass clippings. The beggar in the sauce was covered with nails, but he was afraid that he hadn't washed it for half a year. The hard and greasy face was still red, and there was still oily star left on the corner of his mouth. I don't know if he had just stole the chicken to eat.
That kid, if you eat fish without wine, will you have no smell in your mouth?
The old beggar walked to Yang Guo's side and sat down, untied a waxy wine gourd hanging behind him.
Old man, are you hungry?
Although it is impossible to determine whether this old man is Hong Qigong, Yang Guo is still very careful.
The old beggar touched his belly and said: Little kid, I am not taking advantage of you. Your skill in grilling fish is good, and my wine is also good. How can we exchange it?
Yang Guo smiled and said: OK, I won’t suffer anyway, the fish in the river are ready-made
The fish has been half roasted. Yang Guo glanced at the old beggar who was squinting his eyes and tasting wine, and said: Unfortunately, there is no seasoning at hand, otherwise it will be more fragrant. It is burnt on the outside and tender on the inside. The burnt fragrance brings the sweetness of the fish meat, which is so tender that it makes people unable to bear to eat it. Haha
The old beggar heard what he said so well, swallowed his saliva and said: I have the ingredients!
Yang Guoqi said: Do you actually have it? Do you carry it with you?
The old beggar smiled proudly, took out a pack of things from his dirty arms, put it on the ground, and when he unfolded the bag, there were a pile of small bottles and jars. The old beggar pointed at the small bottles and explained one by one, including pepper, ginger, dogwood and other seasonings.
(Note: Pepper was already available in the Han Dynasty, while pepper was introduced to China from America in the late Ming Dynasty, and did not during the Song Dynasty)
Yang Guo sprinkled these seasonings without hesitation and baked them while saying: Is there so many cooking ingredients with you, the old man is the chef?
In fact, Yang Guoji is sure that this old beggar is Hong Qigong
The old beggar laughed and said: The old beggar loves to eat the most in his life. He delayed a big event because of greed, so he cut off a piece of his little finger...
Yang Guo's heart moved and looked at his palm. It turned out that there was a missing piece. He couldn't help but feel ashamed. Nine-fingered God Beggar, Nine-fingered God Beggar, aren't it just nine fingers? Isn't it even a ball? I can't even think of this.
It turns out that the old man is the northern beggar Hong Qigong!
Hong Qigong laughed and said: You have been half-believing and half-doubting in your heart, right?
Yang Guo smiled and said: It's Ah, but I'm not sure. Since I'm an old senior, I have to show off my skills and flatter the Qigong, maybe I can benefit a lot like Guo Jing and Huang Rong back then, haha
Hong Qigong: You are honest, you dare to say this, I like you very much, you should give me some grilled fish, it’s not in vain. I’ll help you to get rid of those Tartars.
Yang Guo was surprised and said: It turned out to be you, Qi Gong!
What a character Hong Qigong is, naturally it is impossible to lie
Hong Qigong smiled and said: Stop talking nonsense, are the fish ripe?
Sucked his nose, looking greedy
When Mr. Hong was having a feast, Yang Guo caught two more fish and grilled them all. The flavor of the grilled fish with the ingredients was indeed different. After eating and drinking, Yang Guo said without hesitation: Mr. Qi, your Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms are very powerful. Can you teach me?
Hong Qigong widened his eyes and said: You think beautifully! I remember that when Huang Rong made a good soup or Yu Di, who heard Luo Mei, and there was a 24-bridge moonlit night, he deceived me with a trick. Later, he made dishes for me in different ways every day, and I passed on my skills to that silly boy Guo Jing. You roasted these two stinky fish that didn’t taste very beautiful, and I wanted me to teach you?
Yang Guo laughed and said: The Qigong did not teach martial arts for Huang Rong's food, but Guo Jing was honest and honest. The Qigong thought I couldn't see it? Then again, the Qigong
He curled his smile and said seriously:As far as I know, Qigong was a man who hated evil. At that time, no matter whether it was the Jurchens of the Jin Dynasty or the Mongolian Tartars today, countless people died at the hands of Qigong. But have Qigong ever thought about why our Song Dynasty could not fight against those alien races? First, the rulers of the Song Dynasty were incompetent and indulgent, and they were afraid of suffering. They would rather hide in the south than face reality, and would not sleep on firewood and taste gall to regain the mountains. The system of the Song Dynasty's army is the biggest criticism.The second part of the Song Dynasty was destroyed. Whether it was the Seventh Duke, the Eastern Evil, the Southern Emperor and the Western Du, they all said it nicely, for the country and the people. I dare to ask, if there were more than 100, 10,000 people in the Song Dynasty, Hong Qigong, Khitan, and Jurchens, could they occupy our territory? Do the Mongols dare to stare at our south? Just imagine, if all the soldiers of our Song Dynasty were of great martial arts, let alone recovering the north, what would it be difficult to drive Mongolia out?
Hong Qigong said lightly: Little kid, your thoughts are too naive. All the troops are very skilled in martial arts. Wouldn't the emperor have nightmares at night? Can his throne be firm? The reason why the system of the Song Dynasty's army was corrupt and corrupt was because Zhao Kuangyin's descendants were worried that those who hold military power would make ill plans. Didn't Zhao Kuangyin become the world by relying on Chen Qiao's soldiers? As a result of the past, of course he did not dare to delegate power.
Yang Guo smiled and said: It is precisely because he was afraid that history would repeat itself, so he tried every means to guard against it. As a result, he would not know the soldiers and the generals. The nomadic peoples rushed straight through the natural dangers of the Sixteen Prefectures. The Song Dynasty was like a piece of fat meat, and they could eat whatever they wanted. Haha, but, if there was a different emperor, the fierce soldiers and horses would train a powerful army to eliminate this institutional disadvantage, can the mountains be revitalized?
Hong Qigong changed his face and said quickly: You are indeed a demon child in troubled times!
Suddenly, a powerful aura erupted from Hong Qigong, locking Yang Guo tightly
Yang Guocuo said in surprise: Why did the Seventh Duke react so much? Do you think the Zhao family's turmoil is still possible?
Hong Qigong: Don’t say anything about rebellious words! If you hadn’t seen your righteous spirit in Gushan Town that day, the old beggar would have killed you with one palm!
Yang Guo said with regret: Qigong, I respect you as an old senior. I didn’t expect you to say such a good thing. I am the rumored emperor star in troubled times. I really want to rebel against Qigong. If you were asked to choose, would you choose the Mongols as the emperor of the Song Dynasty, or would you choose me, and the descendants of the Yang family generals as the emperor?
Hong Qigong: Are you exaggerating? Do you mean Mongolia has ambition to covet the Song Dynasty?
Yang Guo laughed loudly:After Temuzhen unified Mongolia, he destroyed the Western Xia and Jin Kingdoms. Then, the naturally warlike Mongols continued to fight westward. First, conquered the Kala Khitan Kingdom established by Yelu Dashi, the former Liao royal family, and then Khwarezm. His descendants invaded Persia and Russia one after another. Europe was almost entirely included in their territory. Mongolia became the vast empire with the widest territory in the world. In contrast, the territory of our Song Dynasty was only a very small piece. Qi Gong believed that a nation that enjoyed destroying other countries and was covered with blood would let go of the rich Song Dynasty? Seven years! Within seven years, Qi Gong could see their ambitions. In comparison, our Lizong Zhao Yun, when the Mongols had already begun to prepare for war, he was still drunk and dreaming and not saying anything else. I only asked Qi Gong one sentence, if I put on my yellow robe in the future and lead the soldiers and civilians of the Song Dynasty to recover the mountains and rivers, will the Seven Gongs support it?
Hong Qigong: What ability do you have to speak wildly? Don’t you know that the already fragile Song Dynasty can no longer stand the tossing?
Yang Guo quickly said: Break and then build! Replace the existing drawbacks and build a dignified country! Qigong, I am not alone here to speak out. I am a descendant of Yang Ye. The Yang family founded the foundation of the Yang family since the establishment of the Song Dynasty. You can imagine that, in addition, Yue Fei and Yue Wumu are also supporting me to replace Zhao Yun. Qigong and I said this with all our hearts because I admire Qigong as an open, upright and heroic person, that's all.
Hong Qigong pondered without saying a word, but the murderous aura on his body quickly dissipated. This powerful aura that made Yang Guo almost unable to move made Yang Guo want to learn from him the world's most powerful palm technique, the eighteen Dragon Subduing Palm.
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