"Chu Xiang has a thousand miles of smoke and dust, and the wind and rain of the martial arts world gathers..com is far away from Xuan, the big roc roars, and the sword is unintentional. Ambitions and ambitions, don't care about sorrow, life and death can be taken. List Wu Gou, the green clothes are stained with blood, the children's tears, and the heroic spirit!"

At the turn of spring and summer, it was rainy and the air was moist. The mountains were green and white clouds were lingering. Hu Qingpeng was depressed and his mood was as depressed as cloudy. Although the dispute between the heads of the sect had ended and the Hengshan Sect had returned to its former peace, Yin Tianyun's crazy change and departure still left a shadow in everyone's heart. Being resigned from the mountain gate is a taboo in the martial arts world. Sometimes it is even criticized and scolded by people in the martial arts world, and it is difficult to obtain everyone's understanding. The Songshan Sword Contest is about to be held, and no one knows why Yin Tianyun left at a critical moment? What is his true identity and intention? As his apprentice, Hu Qingpeng was also suspicious of his fellow disciples. Especially Chen Tianlei's attitude has changed significantly. Not only has he become increasingly cold to him, he also attacks indirectly, wanting to ask how Yin Tianyun practiced his magic skills.

Although Hu Qingpeng knew a little about Yin Tianyun's practice, he decided to keep his mouth shut after thinking about it. If Yin Tianyun returned to the mountain on a whim and found that the secret was leaked, he would not be enough to cut him down even if he had ten lives, and he might also implicate his adoptive father and mother. Chen Tianlei was so smart and experienced, how could he not see that he was worried and concealed? On the surface, he remained silent, but he was deliberately alienated from him.

Hu Qingpeng also knew that he had offended the leader, and was nervous, for fear that Chen Tianlei would be disqualified from participating in the Songshan Conference. He practiced martial arts and swords hard to make a name for himself and make a name for himself. If he lost this great opportunity, wouldn’t his years of hard work be wasted? He was also depressed and felt strange, why did Yin Tianyun not kill anyone to silence him after his magical skills were achieved? Could it be that his first goal was Mo Tianfeng? Mo Tianfeng was afraid that he could not escape the poisonous hand without any defense. Hu Qingpeng was unable to contact his uncle, so he could only sigh and was anxious.

The morning and evening alternated, and the weather was getting warmer. In the blink of an eye, it was April. Chen Tianlei summoned his disciples to go down the mountain to officially announce the date of going down the mountain to the meeting and the people who were accompanying him. In addition to a few junior brothers, Gao Qingcheng, Hu Qingpeng and other seven disciples were listed, and they were all elites in the sect. As for the eighth generation disciples who were not selected, they all stayed on the mountain to continue practicing. When Hu Qingpeng heard this news among the crowd, he finally fell to the ground. His worries for many days disappeared and he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Enjoyed Father, Empty Mother!" Hu Qingpeng ran to the backyard excitedly, "In another three days, I will go down the mountain with my uncle and the others to walk down the mountain!"

"What? So fast?" Peng Yan'er trembled, stopped the work in her hand, carefully looked at the adopted son who was half a head taller than her, and was half a head taller. He remembered his thin and immature back then, and was both proud and reluctant. He was still worried. Tears suddenly filled his eyes.

Hu Qingpeng said excitedly: "My adopted mother, I have been waiting for this day for six years! How can a martial arts practitioner stay on the mountain? Only the Jianghu is where I show my strength!"

Peng Yan'er gently grabbed his palm and sighed: "Qingpeng, the world is dangerous and impermanent, and people's hearts are unpredictable. It's not a pure land! You are just starting out and lack experience. Don't walk alone on the road, don't make friends randomly, so as not to get into a traitor. Don't be brave enough to fight, think that you are invincible in the world, and provoke enemies for no reason."

Hu Qingpeng muttered in his heart, I understood these principles when I was ten years old, and said impatiently: "Eldered Mother, don't worry, I'm no longer a child!"

Peng Yan'er knocked on his forehead and said angrily: "Why, I think I'm talking too much? No matter how tall you are, you will always be a child in front of me!" He turned to her husband and said, "Brother, you have to say a few words to him!"

Zou Jing laughed and said, "Yan'er, Qingpengji people have their own appearance, so how can you worry about him? As long as you don't meet the first-class martial arts master, his martial arts and swordsmanship will definitely be enough to protect yourself. I am only worried that he is too soft-hearted and does not understand the principle of making quick decisions. He will refuse anyone, and will cause a debt of love in the future and will be difficult to repay!"

Hu Qingpeng's cheeks were hot, and he urgently defended: "Qingpeng is definitely not a person who is distracted by others and has two intentions! What's more, if his adoptive father and mother are demonstrating, how could Qingpeng be greedy for beauty?"

Zou Jing said seriously: "Qingpeng, do you think the relationship between men and women can be controlled as you wish? I am afraid that it will be messy at that time. Even if you have a sword in your hand, you will still cut thousands of love threads. You are full of energy and are most likely to be tempted by beauty and beauty. Therefore, when you walk in the world, you must remember that you have a knife on the head of the word "color". Never indulge in the sea of ​​desire and seek pleasure!"

Hu Qingpeng said with stern expression: "Qingpeng pointed to the sky as an oath, and would never forget his righteousness when he saw the color and was willing to fall into depravity!"

Peng Yan'er smiled and said, "But if you meet a beautiful and wise girl, you might as well make friends with her, and it's best to bring her back and take the show."

Hu Qingpeng's face was red: "The adopted mother is here to make fun of me again! A man should consider the family business after he succeeds in success."

Zou Jing and Peng Yan'er smiled at each other and did not argue with him. Anyway, the relationship between men and women is destined by God, and no one can stop it when it comes. Hu Qingpeng just turned sixteen and had never experienced the ups and downs of it, life and death, how could he understand this truth? After he had experienced it in the future, he naturally knew what it meant to be "the world was hard to be water, but the mountains were not clouds" and what it meant to be "everyday and the earth were over, and this hatred was endless."

Peng Yan'er slapped her hands and chuckled, "Since that's the case, I will prepare a table of sumptuous wine and food tonight. Please come together to have a good farewell to you!"

It was night that Hu Qingpeng quietly came to the secret cave in the back mountain, told the Angkor about his coming down, and said goodbye to him. Since Angkor was imprisoned, he could only eat fresh food in the past two years. If Hu Qingpeng went down the mountain, he would have to live on leftovers again. Angkor really could not swallow that kind of food anymore. After discussion, the two decided to ask Zou Jing to deliver food to Hu Qingpeng for the time being. The next night, the three of them secretly touched their heads, and the matter was decided.

Three days later.

The rain is drizzling, the dark clouds are drooping, and the rainwater ticks under the eaves.

The disciples of Hengshan Sect gathered together to make a strong journey for Chen Tianlei and others. The hall was filled with a atmosphere of parting. Hu Qingpeng and the other six disciples stood behind the elders. Qing was dressed up in a strong manner, carrying a bag and a sword, and dressed cleanly. They were all fierce and vigorous. Those unselected disciples looked at them enviously, only Chen Qinghua was depressed and hid behind the senior brothers in an abnormal manner. It turned out that she begged her father last night to allow her to go down the mountain together, but was flatly rejected by Chen Tianlei. She even cried for this.

This time, Hu Qingpeng brought the sword "Shock God" given by Mo Tianfeng. In order to avoid surprise and suspicion from his fellow disciples, he specially asked Peng Yan'er to sew a sword cover with coarse cloth and wrap the sword sheath of the Shock God Shock, so that it could temporarily cover people's ears and ears. He secretly looked at his senior sister with red eyes and quietly touched the orchid handkerchief that had been in his arms, thinking that it would probably take a long time to see her again.

Chen Tianlei led everyone to burn incense and bow to the ancestor, raised his hand and walked out of the main gate of the villa first. Qin Tianri, Gu Tianxing, Liu Tianyue and others followed him out one after another and officially embarked on a long journey. The left-behind disciples sent the leader and his party to the foot of the mountain, and Fang Yiyi said goodbye.

Walking out of the ancient town of Nanyue, Hu Qingpeng wiped a handful of rain on his face, looked back at the main peak of Hengshan, and looked at the road extending in front of him. He was excited and countless feelings instantly surged into his heart. Six years ago, he had experienced several life and death, and with the dream of becoming a swordsman, he stepped through this road to learn from his master. The years in the mountains, six years passed in the blink of an eye. He was no longer the naive and ignorant boy who did not understand martial arts at the time. Today he was going to leave Hengshan on the same road and start to realize his ambitions. I am afraid no one can calculate how much blood and sweat he had spent in the cycle of reincarnation. Apart from his martial arts, he had almost nothing, and his future achievements were all achieved through his own efforts.

Instead of going north to the Central Plains, everyone went south to Hengyang. It turned out that Zhao Qinghe's father was a wealthy family in Hengyang. He donated a lot of money to the Hengshan Sect. This time, he heard that his son was qualified to attend the conference on behalf of the Hengshan Sect. He felt very excited and invited Chen Tianlei and others to visit the Zhao Mansion no matter what. Chen Tianlei considered all aspects of the relationship and was still early to the date of the Songshan Sect, so he agreed to go to Hengyang first.

Hengyang is an important town in Hunan, bordering Guangdong and Guangxi in the south, Yunnan and Guizhou in the west, Fujian and Jiangxi in the east, forming an important trade center. Here, all ethnic groups in South Guangdong are mixed, with various dialects in harmony, and the people are simple and open. Most men are rough and strong, and they will fight and kick when they have a disagreement. After the fight, they will go to drink with their backs. Women like to wear colorful clothes, be bold and smart, and dare to flirt with each other even when facing strangers. The streets in the city are tortuous and intertwined, as dense as spider webs, and are covered with large and small shops.

The boys suddenly came to this bustling city from the open mountains and fields, and felt that everything was fresh and everything was new. Looking around, they were dazzled and dazzled. Zhao Qinghe returned to his hometown like a fish in water, and introduced the famous scenery in the city to his companions with a dancing look, and showed off his wealth. Along the way, there were dozens of restaurants and shops with the sign "Zhao Ji". It is conceivable how powerful the Zhao family is.

The Zhao Mansion is located in the center of the city, with high walls, green tiles, red painted gates, and golden plaques. There are eight servants standing on both sides of the door, each with a tiger's back and bear's waist. Kong Wu is powerful. As early as Chen Tianlei and others entered the city, someone informed the Zhao Mansion. As soon as they arrived at the door, firecrackers and gongs and drums shook the sky. Zhao Fu'an, the head of the Zhao family, led people out and shouted welcome words. Then, naturally, there were inevitably some greetings and politeness, and the father and son hugged each other and cried.

That night, Zhao Fu'an held a big banquet and invited prominent figures in the city to accompany him to entertain Chen Tianlei and his party. Zhao Qinghe followed his father to toast to all the elders, and he won praise no matter where he went. It was said that a tiger father had no dog son, and that the young man was better than the blue.

Hu Qingpeng looked at Zhao Qinghe with a cold eyes, feeling sour, the delicious and juicy fish on the plate immediately lost its taste, and quietly walked out of the hall with the excuse of saying that he wanted to relieve his hands. A servant flashed out of the door and said respectfully: "Young Master, where are you going?"

This was the first time Hu Qingpeng was respected as "Young Master". He was stunned and laughed: "I dare not compare it with your young master. It's better not to call me 'Young Master'!"

The servant was puzzled, but fortunately his mind was turning very quickly, so he quickly changed his words, "I wonder what the young hero has to give?"

Hu Qingpeng said: "My stomach is not very comfortable and I want to find a place to relieve myself. Please take me there."

"Yes." The servant agreed and turned around to lead the way. The Zhao Mansion occupied a huge area. The mansion was full of flowers, plants and trees, and there were many doors. If you were not careful, you would lose your direction. Turning around the corridor, a maid happened to be hurried towards him, holding a plate of steaming dishes in his hand. Somehow, his feet suddenly slipped and fell to the ground. The plate on her hand flew out and accidentally buckled on the servant's chest. The servant couldn't defend himself and was poured over by the hot juice, which made him jump up and down, and cursed.

When the maid was in trouble, she was so scared that she trembled all over. She got up and said in a trembling voice: "Brother Gui, I didn't do it on purpose! You weren't hot, right?" She took out her handkerchief and tried to wipe the oil stains on the other party's body.

The servant was full of anger and raised his hand and slapped her hard on the face. He then kicked her down and scolded: "** bitch, don't get close to me. Not only are he stupid as a pig, but he doesn't even have his hands and feet! Don't you walk with eyes? Fortunately, the unlucky one is now. If a distinguished guest in the house was burned by you, do you still want this cheap life?"

The maid was beaten to her cheeks, her mouth was bleeding, her eyes were filled with panic, she rushed to the other party's feet with pain, and cried, "Brother Gui, everything is bad for me, don't tell the butler to listen! I beg you!"

The servant grinned and said, "You bitch made a mistake, how could I spare you easily? If you don't hit you a few whips, you won't remember the lesson you taught today!"

The maid was pale and subconsciously hugged the servant's feet and begged: "No, I don't want to be punished by whipping! As long as you let me go, you can do anything!"

The servant moved his heart and felt the softness and plumpness of the maid's chest. Evil thoughts suddenly arise, and he sneered: "Really?"

Hu Qingpeng couldn't bear it, so he gently patted the servant on the shoulder and said, "Okay, this is just a trivial matter! You go back and change your clothes first, and let this girl lead the way for me."

The servant dared not not give Hu Qingpeng face, and the clothes were soaked in greasy juice, so he explained to the maid a few words and went to change clothes without mentioning it. The maid struggled to stand up, raised her sleeves to wipe away the tears and blood on her face, and blessed Hu Qingpeng, and whispered: "Sorry, let the young hero wait for a long time. Please come with me."

Hu Qingpeng actually just wanted to get some breath, and was not in a hurry to get rid of his hands. He asked with concern: "Girl, you were kicked in the lower abdomen just now. Are you injured?"

The maid shook her head and said, "Thank you for your concern, I'm fine."

Hu Qingpeng frowned and said, "Since you are working in the mansion together, why can he beat you so arrogantly? Why don't you resist?"

The maid's mouth twitched, and tears of bitterness and grievance burst out from her eyes and she cried and said, "Young man doesn't know anything! The maid is a semen and is the lowest servant in the Zhao Mansion. Anyone can call me. Being beaten and scolded here is common, and I'm used to it."

Hu Qingpeng wondered, "Why is the status of Semi people the most humble? Besides, they beat you so cruelly, why don't you find another boss?"

The maid looked at him strangely and smiled bitterly: "It seems that the young hero must have been in the mountains for too long and rarely contacted the outside world. It turned out that when the Mongols ruled the world, they divided the people of all races into four levels according to their high and low status, namely Mongolians, Seminren, Han, and Southerners*. Now it is the world of Ming Dynasty. It is the turn of the Southerners to hold the power of life and death, and in turn it tramples Seminren and Mongolians under their feet. The father of the maid was an official of the Yuan Dynasty. A few years ago, he was interrupted by his hands and feet because of a trivial matter. He cried and had no way to tell his way. Now he is lying on the bed and waiting for death. Any descendants of the Mongolians have been discriminated against, cursed, and beaten since childhood. When he grows up, he can only do the cheapest and most dirty errands."

Hu Qingpeng then suddenly realized that the world was settled at that time, but most Han people were still very wary of the Mongolians, afraid that they would make a comeback, so they used various means of suppressing and retaliation against the Mongolians and Semi people, and sometimes they were even very cruel. Hu Qingpeng disagreed with this and said, "Equal all beings, where is the high and low? Girl, if you don't want to suffer here, would I take you out of Zhao's Mansion?"

But when the maid heard this, she was so scared that she fell down. She knelt down with a "stop" and said anxiously: "Young man, don't harm me! The maid doesn't want to leave Zhao's mansion!"

Hu Qingpeng said angrily: "I kindly save you from the sea of ​​suffering, how could it be that you are harming?"

The maid whispered, "The young man has a kind heart, and I am grateful. But does the young man know how difficult it is to get an errand in the Zhao Mansion? Those Mongolian women of the same age as me will either sell laughter and prostitute on the streets or be sold to a foreign land as slaves, and their lives are ten times more miserable than me. Once I leave the Zhao Mansion, who else dares to hire me in Hengyang City? The young man has no skills, so what will he rely on to support his family in the future? What the young man said just now is so much, please don't take it seriously!"

Hu Qingpeng didn't expect that she would say these words. He was just a passerby here, so he naturally had no worries in doing things. However, sometimes unfair things in the world cannot be solved by force alone, and kindness may not solve all problems. He reached out to help the maid up and said helplessly: "Since that's the case, just pretend I have said nothing!"

The maid suddenly browsed and smiled: "Young hero, you are such a great person!"

For some reason, her happy smile, like a thorn, pierced into Hu Qingpeng's heart...

Annotation: In the Yuan Dynasty, the people were divided into four levels. The Mongols were the most respected, referring to the people of the Mongolian tribes. The Seme people followed the Mongols to conquer the world and other ethnic minorities in the northwest. The Han people, again, also known as Han'er, referring to the northern tribes except Mongolia and Seme people, such as the Han people in the northern part, Khitan, Jurchen, Goryeo, and Bohai people. The southern people were the most humble, also known as the Barbarians, referring to the various ethnic groups in the original Southern Song Dynasty (that is, south of the Yangtze River), mainly referring to the Han people.
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